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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[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.]

[They're really doing this.

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.]

[It's so easy to just let himself go and enjoy everything about this right now. Noct is so close and hard and real and dammit everything feels too good.

He rocks up and tugs on Noct's hair a little at the same time, curious.

[Gasping softly into the kiss, eyes heavily lidded when he finally opens them. Blue eyes clouded with lust and adoration as he rocks his hips again. It sent sparks of electricity down his spine each time.

Murmuring his name, biting at Prompto's lower lip, giving it a little tug.]

[Prompto keeps his eyes closed, almost afraid to open them right now. What if when he opens them, it all vanishes?

He cries out when Noct grinds down this time, clinging a little desperately and pressing closer.]

N-noct...

[That cry goes straight to his cock and he moans in response. How can... how can just the sounds nearly get him off? Damn. Pressing his lips to Prompto's cheek, his temple. His forehead.]

Are...-

Should we...

[Swallowing hard, keeping his breathing steady.]

I need you.

[Prompto swallows just as hard and he nods furiously]

Yeah. Yeah, fuck Noct I--c'mon, can we? Please?

Y-Yeah.

[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.

....dude, I've used dildos. I know. Trust me.

[He smiles and leans up to steal a quick kiss]

I'll tell you.

You have?

[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.]

[He hisses and tenses--this is a new sensation, having someone else do this--but he nods to encourage Noct. He'll relax]

Yeah, first because why not and then...I liked it.

I'm not judging.

[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.

Hope not, seeing how you're going to f--going to fu--fuck me.

[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.

[Oh. Oh that was...

Fuck.

Wetting his lips that got suddenly dry, leaning in to give a heated and desperate kiss to him.]

...Yeah, I am.

[That whine was making his cock throb. He wanted to rush but that was stupid- he needed to take this slow, make sure it was perfect.]

Should I do a third finger?

[Prompto's panting after that kiss and it takes him a moment to answer. Everything--having Noct so close, the feeling of him stretching him out, knowing that they're going to do this--is a bit much]

...nah. I think I'll be good unless you're Gladio-sized.

[Prompto'd walked in on him showering once. The screech could be heard for miles.]

No one is Gladio-sized. Gladio is a monster.

[And of course Gladio was rude about it. Noctis wasn't puny! He was perfectly... normal. Average. Which was fine. No one needed a monster cock, okay. Except other monsters.

But... okay.

He adds a little more lubricant to be sure before he takes some in his palm and works it around his throbbing erection. Holy shit that felt good... he really hoped he could keep this together and not cum instantly because that would be super embarrassing.

Hands on Prompto's thighs, gently nudging him to spread them a little wider.

Licking his lips nervously, sparing Prompto a look.]

...You ready?

[Prompto spreads his legs at Noct's urging and nods]

Yeah. C'mon.

[How can he refuse?

Letting out a shaky breath he pulls Prompto a little closer by his hips while he also started to press in. His grip tightens and he gasps softly at how tight and warm Prompto felt. It took all of his willpower not to just fully thrust in.

Once he is fully pressed in, Noctis needs a moment to calm his breathing and his body.]

F-Fuck...

[He does cry out a little when Noct pulls him closer too quickly--it didn't hurt, it just surprised him was all. He relaxes, though, and then Noct is fully in him and gods he could cum right now]

You feel great, Noct...

[He was scared he hurt him, but Prompto seemed fine once he was settled. Noctis just needed a moment longer, this was all so new to him.

Another breath, and he's leaning over for another kiss. A sweeter kiss.]

So do you... You feel amazing.

[With his body a little calmer he slowly starts to move.]

[Somehow, that kiss is the one that almost hurts with how much Prompto's realized he loves Noct, and he starts to tear up a little bit even as he clings to Noct's shoulders]

Ngh...that's good, Noct.

[He notices the wetness in Prompto's eyes, and he's concerned. Cooing sounds of comfort as he kisses him again and again.]

...I love you.

[Murmured against his cheek, his lips, his jaw. Letting the sentiment wash over him as he continues, thrusting in, then pulling out. It's slow going, but he wanted to do this right.]

Love you too, Noct. So freaking much.

[Slow is perfect right now. Prompto starts to move with Noct the tiniest bit, mostly just because he's wound and can't stay still. He makes to kiss his cheek but gets under his ear instead]

[It felt good, the little bit of movement while he figured this out. He didn't want to do anything too fast, he's already so close so that... wouldn't be good, right? Their first time had to be perfect... he needed it to be perfect.

So he drops his head a little, pressing his forehead against Prompto's neck, trying to calm his breathing as he starts to finally get a nice, slow rhythm gong. His grip on him loosening just a bit, less bruising as he thrusts in and pulls out.

Nothing... has ever felt so good before?]

(TFLN) NOCTIS > PROMPTO

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