[Blindly he's reaching until he feels the butt of the bottle hit the table, where he haphazardly sets it down without looking. As soon as his hand is free he's cupping Prompto's face properly, so he can deepen the kiss while he closes his eyes. Less chaste this time, still incredibly nervous but... one kiss wasn't enough. He could taste the fruity drink and the pizza roll on him, and... it tasted not too bad honestly.]
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