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(TFLN) NOCTIS > PROMPTO
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[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.]
[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 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.
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[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.]
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I wouldn't say no~ Unless you want me to do the, uh, unwrapping?
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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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Really? I can?
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[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.]
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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.
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I'm not special.
[He felt a little embarrassed, giving Prompto's shoulder a little shove.]
C'mon, lay back.
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[But he obeys, flopping back like Noct asked]
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Now he leans over, to grasp at the waist band of Prompto's. A grin touching him as he slowly pulls them down.]
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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.]
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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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His palm on Prompto's bare hip, giving him a squeeze as he groans into the kiss. The friction was nothing less than electrifying, and he wastes in no time rolling his hips to press against him more.
Eyes closing, losing himself in how Prompto tastes, smells and feels. He's never been this hard in his life, and it ached, but... it also felt really good.]
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He rocks up and tugs on Noct's hair a little at the same time, curious.
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Murmuring his name, biting at Prompto's lower lip, giving it a little tug.]
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He cries out when Noct grinds down this time, clinging a little desperately and pressing closer.]
N-noct...
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Are...-
Should we...
[Swallowing hard, keeping his breathing steady.]
I need you.
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Yeah. Yeah, fuck Noct I--c'mon, can we? Please?
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[He was so hard it was difficult to think properly. He pulls enough away so he can have a cooler breath to calm himself as he reached over to where he tossed the thing of lubricant.
Now... he knows the gist of this. But he's never done it.]
So... you know what I gotta do, right? Be sure to tell me if I'm doing it too fast or if it feels weird and you need me to stop.
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[He smiles and leans up to steal a quick kiss]
I'll tell you.
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[Noctis felt like... a vanilla bean. He's done nothing? Except maybe jerk off when he needed to. But this was good, it meant that there will be no surprises.
The kiss soothes him, and he relaxes a bit. Coating a finger, biting his bottom lip as he presses it in. He's sure to be slow and careful, watching Prompto intently.]
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Yeah, first because why not and then...I liked it.
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[Any movement is halted at the hiss. Noctis was... nervous. He didn't want to mess this up and hurt him. But he does a thorough enough job, pressing in curiously and watching. Withdrawing the one so he can add more lubricant and repeat the process with two.]
...This is really hot. You're really hot.
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[Hah. He said it.
Prompto whines when he pulls away and groans when Noct adds a second finger, rocking down against him.]
You're hotter, 'specially like this.
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