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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[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.]

[He didn't think Noct would agree, but he's happy he did. Prompto sits up and scoots the edge of the bed, resting his hands on Noct's hips]

Really? I can?

Of course you can.

[Scoffing softly, glancing down at him. He... kind of liked how Prompto looked right now. Excitement building, reaching down to play with his hair and caress his cheek.]

[A tiny part of Prompto's brain notes that it feels almost like he's a pet of some sort.

That same part is okay with that, honestly.

He slowly tugs Noct's boxers down, swallowing once they're as far down as he can get without getting out of the bed and on his knees]

Oh. Gods.

[It was pretty damn alluring, watching Prompto undress him like that. A shiver running down his spine, fingers curling into his hair a bit before he withdraws his hand.]

I'm not special.

[He felt a little embarrassed, giving Prompto's shoulder a little shove.]

C'mon, lay back.

No, no, you are so special.

[But he obeys, flopping back like Noct asked]

[He can't help but roll his eyes. Only Prompto would think he's special when naked. ...Not like that's a bad thing, but it was still embarrassing. So he shimmies his underwear off the rest of the way, stepping out of them.

Now he leans over, to grasp at the waist band of Prompto's. A grin touching him as he slowly pulls them down.]

[Prompto shifts his hips up to let Noct pull his boxers down, even as he blushes. He's nothing special naked, not like the god of sexiness in front of him, but hopefully he'll be enough for Noct.]

[They are off and flung aside, so now he can take the time and admire him. Damn... Biting his bottom lip as his gaze rakes over every exposed inch of Prompto's body.]

Fuck...

[Joining him back on the bed, he could feel himself getting harder from just how Prompto looks. Wasting in no time as he presses a kiss to his lips, hard and wanting. Something igniting now that they were both fully naked.]

[Any arousal he'd felt at seeing Noct naked was killed a bit by the nerves, but then he's looking at him like that and kissing him and--

They're doing this. They are really doing this.

Prompto buries his hands in Noct's hair as they kiss, wrapping a leg around his to keep him close and shifting underneath him a little just to see how that feels and if Noct likes it.]

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