(TFLN) NOCTIS > PROMPTO

[lureking]

(ooc: continued from here)

[That all escalated very quickly, but he has no complaints for how that conversation went. Staring at his phone for a moment, vaguely wondering if that meant Prompto was going to come here to his hotel room or not? Or... somewhere else? It was a little unclear and he was far too lazy to double check right now, having flopped back on his bed, deliberating the ceiling.

...Was this really a date?

He's never been on one or instigated..... one? What was even the word for that?

His stomach felt weird. Fluttery and warm. He kept thinking of Prompto's dumb smile and how his freckles really popped when he got flustered or excited. He really was pretty, but Noctis never had the opportunity to act on it? Or he didn't think that it would be mutual so why waste his time?

Groaning softly as he finally gets to his feet, hand dipping under his shirt to scratch lazily at his stomach as he shuffles into the bathroom to freshen up before Prompto gets here.

...

For their date.

Drinks and privacy.]

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[clickclickbang]

What, a model and a chocobo nugget?

[They are losers]

[lureking]

No... I.

[MAN. He is the worst at this. Why the hell is someone like Gladio all smooth and good with the ladies? He has muscles. He should share the suave shit with the rest of the class.]

Look at me.

[clickclickbang]

[He obeys, curious and bottle half way to his mouth]

[lureking]

[Hoo.

Okay.

It was less of a thinking thing and more of a doing thing. Reaching over to take the bottle from Prompto's hand, leaning in as he does so, wasting in no time in stealing a kiss.

His heart is hammering hard in his chest, he can feel it. But he's wanted to kiss him forever, and... he was able to now.]

[clickclickbang]

[The offended noise he was making when Noct reached over to take his bottle is quickly replaced by a soft noise of surprise and then Prompto returning the kiss, soft and chaste and very, very nervous.

Score.]

[lureking]

[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.]

[clickclickbang]

[Fruity booze, pizza roll, and Noct.

Maybe not Prompto's favorite flavor, but he approves all the same.

When Noct cups his cheek, Prompto instinctively moves closer and wraps an arm around Noct's neck as they kiss. This was...nice. It was slow and they were still sober and there was no chance of this backfiring on them, right? Right.

It was nice.]

[lureking]

[His palm moving from Prompto's cheek to his neck. Finally breaking the kiss but not fully pulling away, pressing their foreheads together and just... letting the awkward and nervous air between them melt away.

The pad of his thumb gently stroking the curve of Prompto's jaw.]

...Not bad for a chocobo nugget.

[clickclickbang]

[He laughs softly and leans into that touch, playing with the hair on the back of Noct's neck]

You're never letting me that one down, are you?

[lureking]

Nah... it's too good.

[Grinning as he let's his fingers trace down Prompto's neck... then back up to his jaw. Leaning back a bit, to tilt his head up so he can press his lips to the cluster of freckles scattered across the bridge of Prompto's nose.

Fingers curling, catching under the other's chin, guiding him into another kiss... softer and shorter this time.]

How do you wanna... do this. Have another bottle each? Eat more of the pizza rolls and do whatever?

[clickclickbang]

[He turns red under Noct's kisses, the freckles standing out even more before he pulls away to bury his face in Noct's shoulder]

Uh. Booze and food sounds like a solid plan, yeah. Don't want it going to waste after all....and maybe my stomach will stop doing tricks.

[lureking]

I mean... you don't have to be nervous right? It's just me.

[Although he was nervous too. He didn't want to mess up. Prompto is his best friend. And this was... a totally different step to their relationship.

And kissing him sure was addictive. Stroking the back of his neck, pressing his lips to his temple.]

Finish your drink and I'll get us our refills this time.

[clickclickbang]

Just you, my best friend, who I have had a crush on for an embarrassingly long time and who is kissing me. Can't help the nerves, man.

[Prompto smiles and pulls back to down more of his drink]

...your lips are soft.

[lureking]

You think you're the only one with that problem?

[Huffing out a puff of laughter, drawing Prompto a little closer. Not quite on his lap, but pretty damn close. Noctis was having a hell of a time letting him go, it was becoming a problem.]

...Yeah? So's yours.

[He could feel the heat rising up his neck.]

You're uh... real pretty when you blush.

[clickclickbang]

[If Noctis is going to tug him closer, Prompto's going to just slide into Noct's lap himself. Hopefully he read that right.

And of course as soon Noct says that, he turns red again]

I am? How?!

[lureking]

[He read is super right. Arms linking around Prompto's waist, face burying comfortably into his arm. He did smell fresh from the shower... it was nice. And he was warm- which was also nice? He could get used to this, honestly.]

In all the ways.

[Mumbled against him before he pulls back to settle Prompto with a look.]

You're really hot. And pretty? When you blush it makes your freckles stick out, and I like them.

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[Prompto could get used to this too. He relaxes in Noct's arms, leaning against him and actually cuddling up. It's so comfortable that he almost doesn't hear what Noct says.]

Wha--wait, you like my freckles? Seriously?

[lureking]

Uh... of course? Since when do I say things I don't mean.

[Honestly, all he could think of was kissing him again. Kiss his jaw, his neck... his chest. Take the time to touch every freckle and trace patterns, connect the dots. But for now he was content to wait, watching him closely. Fingertips lazily trailing over a hip.]

You just have to deal with it. You're super hot.

[clickclickbang]

[The hand on his hip is sending little jolts over his body. He's never liked his hips, they jut out too much and they're bony as hell, but Noct doesn't seem to mind]

When you promise you'll try something green next time?

[Just saying]

How am I hot, though? I am the anti-hot. I'll admit maybe some people find me pretty or cute but I am not hot.

[lureking]

Things I say to specs to get him off my ass don't count.

[Pointedly as he continues to allow his fingers to lazily touch and explore Prompto's body over his clothes. Itching to do a little more, but wholly content to keep it like this for now.

However when he exhales there is a hint of annoyance on his breath.]

Why can't you just believe me when I say things? You're just hot. You're not anti-anything, except anti-sense. I think you're hot, you'd think that would mean something or whatever.

[clickclickbang]

[He catches the annoyance and flinches the tiniest bit, looking down at his lap]

Dude, we've been over my shit self-esteem right? It's hard to shake that sort of thing, even when I really want to. You think I'm hot but...I don't. And a lot of other people don't.

[lureking]

[He notices that and he feels pretty immediately. Sighing a bit he pulls him closer- about as close as he physically can right now.]

I know...

[Sighing again, softer this time.]

But here's the thing. Who cares if other people don't. Shouldn't it only matter that I do? Like. Unless you wanna be with a bunch of strangers that don't matter.

And I guarantee others do, you just don't see what I see when other people look at you. Which kinda pisses me off, I don't want them to because I'm selfish.

Prompto, you're my best friend. Nothing is changing that. But if I have to kiss every damn inch of you to show you I mean what I say, then I'll do it.

[clickclickbang]

[He listens to Noct even if he doesn't look at him and just leans his head against his shoulder.

Noct doesn't want other people to look at him? Little possessive there, but...it's Noct. Prompto doesn't mind it coming from him, and anyway he gets what he's saying.

He sighs]

I mean...if you wanna go ahead and kiss every damn inch of me I won't stop you...?

[lureking]

[A little possessive even if he didn't entirely mean for it to come out that way. He just didn't like the thought of Prompto being with someone else. Holding their hand and being close and affectionate. It made his chest tightening just thinking about it.]

Only if you want me to.

[Playing with the hem of his shirt, aching to touch his bare side but... he isn't sure if that's okay or not now.]

Might need you to feed me a pizza roll first. For fuel.

[clickclickbang]

Don't princes get fed grapes?

[But he reaches over for the plate and offers Noct a pizza roll, smirking]