trixx | (TFLN) NOCTIS

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(TFLN) NOCTIS > PROMPTO

(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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You should've brought it. Hold on.

[He felt like they were at the point of no return, so the last thing he wanted was to be caught with his pants down (literally) when they needed it.]

Lemme get it, you... stay here.

[Touch lingering on Prompto's chest. Man... tearing himself away was harder than he thought.]

Okay.

[He pulls his keycard out of his pocket and hands it to Noct.

An excuse to pull him in for another kiss? Maybe]

Green bag, way at the bottom.

[He'll take that keycard and practically melt into the kiss. Letting it linger... Shit. Should have thought of it sooner, he didn't want to leave?

Right.

Definitely needed it.

With a lot of pains he's pulling away so he can make this quick trip to Prompto's room and get the damn lube.]

Should be back soon. Get comfortable?

[Would it be suspicious if he ran to get it? Maybe a light jog will do. Who gives a shit if anyone saw anyway.]

Kay.

[And he does. He grabs another bottle of the cocktail drink, downs a swig, and then hurriedly removes his pants. He keeps his boxers on, but Noct did say to get comfortable so...

Prompto flops back on the bed to wait for Noct, both excited and nervous]

[It doesn't take him long... and he may have dumped the contents of the bag on Prompto's bed so he could find the lube faster. ...And left the mess.

...

It's fine.

He's back before he can be truly missed, locking the door behind him again. A grin tugging at his lips as he catches sight of his best friend.

...Nice.]

Got it.

[Prompto smiles]

Good. No condom dispenser in the hall? Or are we good without?

I mean. I'm a virgin, you're a virgin... I think we're clean? Don't think we need one.

[Tugging off his shirt as he approaches, before settling Prompto with a Very Serious look.]

Unless you're worried about getting pregnant.

[Prompto chokes on air]

Seeing how this isn't fanfic or some eroge I think we're good there.

[Grinning he chucks the lube onto the bed, setting Prompto's keycard on the bedside table before he joins him. Fingertips trailing up his chest, a lazy smirk on his lips.]

Miss me?

[Leaning in to press his lips to Prompto's neck.]

[He smiles and leans into Noct's touch, pulling him on top of him so Prompto was again pinned to the bed. He likes this position, okay? It gives him a great view of Noct]

Yeah, way too much. Hate to say it but I think we're gonna have to share rooms from now on, Noct.

[He liked it too. He liked how the contact felt, their bare skin touching. It was electric. His face hurt from smiling... It was almost gross. He was being gross.]

You won't hear me complaining. If I end up rooming with Specs he wakes me up too early, if I'm with Gladio his damn snoring keeps me up all night.

[Trailing kisses up Prompto's neck, teasing his lips close for another kiss- but not quite.]

Besides. I like you best anyway. You should be rooming with me all the time.

Whatever you want, oh Prince.

[They were being gross but damn if Prompto wasn't the happiest he'd been in a while.

He manages to turn his head in time to catch Noct in a proper kiss, wrapping an arm around his neck and keeping him right there]

[He laughs into the kiss. 'oh Prince.' And whatever he wanted, hm? He could think of a few things. Letting this kiss linger, before slowly easing into another... and another. Blindly feeling with his right hand, touching Prompto's side and his arm until finally he reaches his hand so he can tangle their fingers together.

It... was one hell of a sentimental gesture. But... it felt right.

And since they were being gross anyway.]

[There's the briefest moment of panic when Noct goes for his hand--please don't take the band off, please don't take the band off--but he relaxes when Noct just tangles their fingers. Prompto smiles into the kisses and squeezes Noct's hand.]

Hey.

[He returns the squeeze with a content sound, stealing one more kiss.]

Yeah?

So is it too soon to say the L-word?

[He could have made a joke for it, to ease the mood. It's a heavy word and a heavier sentiment. But his heart and stomach did a funny thing with just the mention.]

Depends on which one you mean.

[Stroking the back of Prompto's knuckles with the pad of his thumb.]

...I think it'd be okay.

Cool. Because I seriously love you, man.

[And yep there's that blush. But he wanted to say it, okay?]

[He takes a moment to say it back, leaning in to kiss each freckle he can count. They really showed when Prompto blushed. And... he liked it a lot.]

I love you too.

[The lazy grin is back.]

...We're being really gross.

[The kisses make him blush even more, but gods is Prompto willing to deal with it for Noct. Anything for Noct.]

Sorry dude, I only get kinky when I'm drinking.

I like it.

[Letting go of his hand now, so he can get into a better position, using his knee to part Prompto's legs so he can settle between them. Nice and comfortable. Leaning back, raking his nails down the others sides until he gets to the waist of his underwear, giving a teasing little tug.]

What, the us being gross or the me getting less gross the drunker I get?

[He moves easily, letting Noct get comfortable and trying to reach for his waist at the same time. He ended up just resting his hands on Noct's.]

So why're your pants still on? Come on, Noct, fair's fair.

All of it.

[He hmmm's a moment, tapping his fingertips against Prompto's stomach before he withdraws. He was right. Fair is fair.]

You know me, always fair.

[Getting off of the bed again so he can pull his pants. Pausing a moment after he kicks them off. Hands on the waist of his own underwear, glancing down at Prompto.]

These too? [A gentle tease.]

[Prompto rolls over to watch, and actually rests his chin in his hands to as Noct strips]

I wouldn't say no~ Unless you want me to do the, uh, unwrapping?

[Brows raising at that. Oh... that could be.

Yeah. He liked the thought of that.]

Then please do.

[Stepping to the edge of the bed, a little nervous but more excited than anything else.]

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