Noctis' question is an interesting one. His usual face does skew more tan, perhaps making his blush less obvious... but he also just doesn't think he usually blushes this much. He might be a little overwhelmed by the unfamiliarity of the situation, but he also doesn't have the complicating factor of the Scourge to worry about. It's tremendously freeing to have whatever emotions Ardyn needs to without worrying that they'll catch him off guard and drive him to violence. There are much less fraught things his emotions can drive him to at the moment.
But that's all too heady. Ardyn merely flashes a grin at Noctis and says, "The real reason I wear hats, revealed."
But now Ardyn has a real conundrum: she can't look at Noctis and pay attention to Rosie's cock at the same time. Noctis' magical disrobing does keep her attention for a few moments, particularly since Ardyn's never seen her usual body from this angle. The scars are barely visible from below, and one might never know the monster within until they saw the intense focus in those amber eyes. But soon Noctis takes the choice of where to look out of her hands by ducking between her legs.
"Oh!" Ardyn squeaks, as Noctis steals a long lick. That feels... rather different. His breath upon her wetness, his rough lips and stubble against sensitive skin. "No need to apologize," she assures him, because she's having a grand time.
Then Rosie comes closer and Ardyn has a new object of her attention. She doesn't even hesitate to crane her neck and lick at that glistening pre-come, savoring a familiar taste from an unfamiliar tongue. Does it literally taste better than usual, or is that just Ardyn's lust? Hard to say, harder to care. Why think about the logistics when instead she can watch Rosie's eyes glued to the breasts she loaned Ardyn?
This is all so marvelously strange.
But Ardyn does blink and refocus on Rosie's... well, technically it was a command, but it doesn't hit like one from Noctis' body. Good to know. Ardyn nods, aware that she must look a little ludicrous from this angle. "I'll strive to return your body to you in roughly the condition you left it, Sandpiper." She grins. "Just a little messier."
And on the count of three her mouth is full of warmth. Her eyes roll back as she lavishes drooling attention on Rosie's cock-head, moaning and forgets for a moment what's about to happen on the other end of the table...
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But that's all too heady. Ardyn merely flashes a grin at Noctis and says, "The real reason I wear hats, revealed."
But now Ardyn has a real conundrum: she can't look at Noctis and pay attention to Rosie's cock at the same time. Noctis' magical disrobing does keep her attention for a few moments, particularly since Ardyn's never seen her usual body from this angle. The scars are barely visible from below, and one might never know the monster within until they saw the intense focus in those amber eyes. But soon Noctis takes the choice of where to look out of her hands by ducking between her legs.
"Oh!" Ardyn squeaks, as Noctis steals a long lick. That feels... rather different. His breath upon her wetness, his rough lips and stubble against sensitive skin. "No need to apologize," she assures him, because she's having a grand time.
Then Rosie comes closer and Ardyn has a new object of her attention. She doesn't even hesitate to crane her neck and lick at that glistening pre-come, savoring a familiar taste from an unfamiliar tongue. Does it literally taste better than usual, or is that just Ardyn's lust? Hard to say, harder to care. Why think about the logistics when instead she can watch Rosie's eyes glued to the breasts she loaned Ardyn?
This is all so marvelously strange.
But Ardyn does blink and refocus on Rosie's... well, technically it was a command, but it doesn't hit like one from Noctis' body. Good to know. Ardyn nods, aware that she must look a little ludicrous from this angle. "I'll strive to return your body to you in roughly the condition you left it, Sandpiper." She grins. "Just a little messier."
And on the count of three her mouth is full of warmth. Her eyes roll back as she lavishes drooling attention on Rosie's cock-head, moaning and forgets for a moment what's about to happen on the other end of the table...