(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]

[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.

[clickclickbang]

[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]

[lureking]

I'm not that kind of prince.

[Leaning in to take the offered pizza roll, and perhaps taking a bigger bite so he can nip playfully at the ends of Prompto's fingers, with a teasing look in his eyes. And maybe his hand is flirting underneath his shirt to brush his warm palm over smooth, bare skin.]

[clickclickbang]

[Prompto smiles, feeling very much like one of those girls in cheesy frat boy movies but honestly not minding it. He does jolt a little when Noct slides his hand under his shirt but he doesn't stop him]

So being fed pizza rolls by a skinny blond is your idea of sexy?

[lureking]

[Blunt nails lazily raking up Prompto's side, hitching his shirt up in the process. Gaze flicking downwards so he can catch a peek, and just seeing this little hint of skin is making his stomach clench and grow warmer.]

Nothing sexier.

[Whether it was a tease or not it was hard to tell. But after licking his lips clean of leftover sauce he leans in to press them to Prompto's neck. He felt so drawn to him, and he can't help the soft bite.]

[clickclickbang]

[They'd seen each other mostly naked a few times before, thanks to high school gym class and swimming. But this feels different. The fact that it's Noct purposefully pulling his shirt up makes Prompto's nerves feel electric and he almost pulls away to tug his short the rest of the way off.

But then Noct leans in and nips and--he can't help it. Prompto gasps, arching closer]

N-noct...

[lureking]

[Shit... that was really hot? Really hot. Noctis knew the plan was to take their time, have more drinks and food... like a friendly sort of thing to ease anxiety and nerves, but... he can't help his lips, pressing warm kissed down the curve of Prompto's neck. Can't help his teeth grazing against his skin, peppering little bites here and there because he liked hearing Prompto gasp.

Liked hearing his name like that.

Both hands under his shirt now, just wanting to touch him and bring him closer. Murmuring his name into his neck.]

[clickclickbang]

[So the food and booze were a bust but Prompto is more than okay with this. Each nip from Noct gets another gasp, a murmured plea, a soft noise because gods this is probably too good, he is probably going to hell for how good this feels, that's how that works right?

He does not care.

Wiping his hands on his jeans to make sure there's no pizza roll residue, he slides his hands down Noct's sides and tugs at the waistband of his jeans like he wants them closer together.]

[lureking]

[At least they have some food and whatever for after, for some refueling, right? Lazy snacks after... you know. Stuff. Stuff that he was getting far more interested in the more he tasted and explored Prompto's body. He was making such enticing sounds and it was hard for him to stop.

The position on the couch wasn't the best, and a quick glance over his shoulder to where the bed is...

Sure he's not a muscle head like Gladio, but he had decent upper body strength (had to, when wielding the broadsword.) So pulling back, positioning his arms and hands...]

Hold on to me.

[Tone huskier, thicker. It took a bit, but after his second try he's on his feet, Prompto in his arms. Making a beeline for the bed, so he can drop him unceremoniously on the sheets.]

[clickclickbang]

Wha--ack!

[Prompto flails a bit but does hold on to Noct, laughing nervously]

Dude, if you drop me I am going to kick your ass so har--

[And then Noct drops him on the sheets, and Prompto pulls the prince down with him instinctively, landing with Noct's face buried in his chest]

--hard.

[lureking]

[The most undignified squawking as he's pulled down with him, trying to brace himself by pressing his palms against the bed. Huffing out a sound against Prompto's chest, slowly lifting his head.]

You're supposed to let go.

[That wasn't very sexy or romantic.

But... well. He does have Prompto on the bed. Under him. That... sure was something.]

[clickclickbang]

[It sure is something.]

Dude, you threw me on the bed. I wasn't going down without a fight and you knew it.