Ardyn isn't used to Noctis being so forward. He whimpers in surprise as Noctis searches his--that is, Rosie's--body, thumbs his nipple, squeezes his ass. In his own body, Ardyn appreciates such touch, but in this body he really feels it all, and Noctis isn't used to Ardyn's strength. Noctis could crush Ardyn, and Ardyn wants him to do so even as he instinctively squirms at the contact. As he squirms, Ardyn also realizes he's wet, which is an interesting experience all on its own. He definitely wants to experiment more with that on his own at some point...

He blushes as his lovers talk past him. "Now, now, you two can't judge me too harshly." He's amused and a little embarrassed to realize he's whining. "I'm working with unfamiliar equipment." But his buttocks are flexing, his body urging him to rut against Noctis. "And the two of you... your... cocks..."

What was Ardyn saying?

"The table," she says intensely. "Put me on the table."

It won't be as comfortable as the couch or the bed, but they can both have access to her body there, and most importantly of all, she won't have to wait.