A/B/O Promptis Ball/Teach me to dance

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The newspapers and the internet alike were abuzz with the news about the red carpet gala happening at the the Citadel. It was some charity ball but the tabloids and entertainment news didn't waste a chance to gush about the celebrities who were already confirmed to be attending. The dignitaries, the CEO's, the movie stars, singers, the socialites... and of course the royal family. It was so rare that Prince Noctis showed his face at such events it was an event in and of itself to see him shined up like a new crown and MAN was he a HUNK now. Right ladies? What is he going to wear? YSL? Burberry? Take a look at this edition of Elle~

That garbage was why Noct ignored the news. He stayed offline, didn't have a twitter account, didn't post photos of himself ever. He was comfortable that way. It was just him and Prompto and he needed little else. Things were great at home. They had school and all but they worked on their studies... on Ignis' orders. And they had each other. Noctis couldn't put to words how nice it was to have someone to look forward to seeing, someone to come home to. He had his best friend and his lover all in one and he never knew how lonely he'd been until he wasn't alone anymore. He had Prompto. Not just for sex but to curl up with and to talk to and to laugh with. He was his person. 

His father was well aware of the changes in him and Noctis hadn't made it a secret that he'd taken a mate. Regis wasn't exactly thrilled with his son's choices in bonding so young wihout consulting anyone but he did not say much on the matter. It was done, unable to be undone now. And Regis did not dislike Prompto, quite the opposite. But he wished... he wished for a lot of things. That they had been older, that it had been under less dire circumstances, that they'd talked about it beforehand... but he couldn't regret the marriage. He could not, as a father, regret anything that made his son so happy. 

It was Regis' idea that they hold the charity ball and that Noctis should attend. With Prompto. Officially. It was a positive way to bring Prompto out to the public, it would be a lovely way to take control of the PR moment and stage it in a nice light... and also not allow the reporters to eat Prompto alive. It was a perfect opportunity. Noctis couldn't deny it, but that required getting Prompto Ball-Ready which.... was why he was sitting flipping through music and wondering how he could teach his mate to dance. He didn't know how to dance, he just did it on command, he didn't think about it. How could he explain it? 

He'd tried to get Ignis to teach Prompto only to be shot down. 'He is your mate, you will be the one leading him, he needs to learn how to read you, Noct, not any lead but you.' 

And so here he was trying to figure out how to start this at home. Just them with some music. He had pushed the couch to the windows, the dining table too. The floor was wide open and before he saw Prompto, Noctis just wanted to get the steps in his head. He started a waltz and began stepping across the floor, arms out for an invisible partner. Expertly he danced alone but he was trying to mind his own movements and try to find words to explain them to his mate.

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There was something so fun and easy about being with Noct, and Prompto gave his mate a few pokes to the ribs in ticklish retaliation.

"Worse than the boogeyman?" Prompto feigned offense, though he couldn't hide a playful half-grin.

"Hmmm Promptoad. Promptimus Prime. Promptotal Annihilation. Promptornado," he rattled off a few options, giggling as they grew more ridiculous.

His smile grew as Noct shivered, and he leaned in, breath warm against Noct's throat. "If you wear one of those nice suits, it'll definitely help your chances."

It was hard to help himself when he saw Noct dressed so sharp, the hard lines of his body highlighted. His broadening shoulders and trim waist, the perfectly fitted trousers that just made Prompto think of how fun it would be to take them off later.

"You better believe I'm up to any challenge you've got, Noct," he tried for a flirtatious look, hoping it didn't come across as too goofy.

Prompto tried not to blush as Noct's thumb traced his lip. If he was a little more daring, he would have licked it, caught it briefly in his mouth. But with Noct on the phone, he tried to behave, smiling as Noct remembered his favorite thing on their menu. Dessert though? Prompto looked down guiltily, mentally counting the calories and shaking his head.

"O-oh uh- No, I better not," he said sheepishly. After the ball, maybe then he could splurge. Luckily curry soup was still a pretty healthy option.

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He giggled more when he was poked and then laughed outright when Prompto listed off those names. He couldn't come up with them rapid fire like that but before he could recover from one, Prompto said another. And another. He was laughing so hard it was infectious.

"Pro...Promptosaurus." his weak addition to the list. It didn't matter, he was laughing so hard, holding Prompto tighter he didn't think of much else. He'd been told his laugh was infectious but he only let it show this much with Prompto. When he said silly things like that.

"Oh? You want a suit? I was gonna wear a t-shirt and jeans. Damn... I guess... I mean, if it's gonna get me laid I guess I have to." he smirked. "You need to get fitted soon for yours."

He wanted to see Prompto in a proper suit. He had one but... a nice one that fit him properly. He knew Prompto liked seeing him dressed up but he wanted to see if the reverse was a treat too. Surely, it would be. Prompto was a dish in anything he wore. He could wear a trash bag and Noctis would find him attractive.

"Hmmm... who can take the longest nap? Who can catch the biggest fish? Who can..." he smirked "If I take you in the shower. After dinner. And we... y'know. Whoever comes first loses." Prompto was sexy even when he was goofy. He was cute as hell.

If he put Noct's thumb in his mouth they'd never get dinner. Prompto would have been had right there on the couch. Maybe later, though.

"No? I'm getting one, you can have some of mine." mr amazing metabolism. Noctis was still almost girlishly thin though he was eating better with Prompto around. Slightly better.

"You sure? Don't you like their stuff? I'm gonna get kheer... you love their desserts. I can get you one now and put it in the fridge for later."

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It felt good to see Noct laugh. Especially when they'd both been so tense and messed up earlier. This felt good. It felt right. Promptosaurus, huh? He gave an ineffectual impression of a t-rex, his scrawny, bare legs pretending to stomp, arms drawn up tight to his chest as he let out a warbly roar. He finally let up, flushed with laughter, the corners of his mouth beginning to ache.

Prompto leaned against him, catching his breath, trying to push his mind to important things like wardrobe. Oof. Maybe, maybe he'd been putting off the fitting, hoping he could shave off a couple more pounds. He'd insisted he could wear one of his old suits, but he had to admit he was kind of relieved that Noct had offered to get him something nice. He wasn't going to look like the living work of art that was his boyfriend, but at least he wouldn't have to worry about how shabby his old suit was getting.

"No promises, but the odds will definitely be in your favor," Prompto grinned.

"Ugh, yeah, I keep forgetting about that fitting," he added, "this week for sure."

As for the challenge, Prompto raised an eyebrow at the obviously skewed options like fishing and napping. No way, if he didn't get sharpshooting or marathons, those were off the table too! But that last option, it was enough to get a bright blush running down his arms and neck.

"Th-those hardly seem fair," he said, though he couldn't keep a squeak from his voice as he did so. Prompto knew how sensitive his body could be and he knew damn well Noct did too. "Maybe we could try that last one though..."

Noct was really pushing the dessert, and Prompto couldn't help how his brows knit together in indecision. He did like their desserts, Noct was absolutely right, but Prompto also didn't have Noct's crazy good metabolism. He licked his lips, shaking his head faintly. It was so hard to say no to sweets.

"I've gotta be good, can't afford to pack on any pounds before this fancy shindig," Prompto insisted, "but you should totally get one for you. Their kheer is amazing!"

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Noctis laughed louder at the dinosaur impression. He was getting red, having a hard time breathing. He had faint protests. 'no no, stop, it hurts' but he didn't mean them. Well, all the laughing did hurt but he loved it.

"Oh, I think the last one is the best one. I guess we'll both win but one of us more than the other. You think you can outlast me?" he leaned in close, eyes narrowed, long lashes brushing against Prompto's cheeks as he kissed him.

Noct knew that look on Prompto. He was hiding something, thinking deeply about it. He had been suspicious Prompto was trying to trim down but that look and his sudden lack of dessert in his diet was proof.

"You're fine, you don't need to worry about your weight, you can't gain or lose that much before the date anyway... I'm kinda worried about you, you stopped eating." not entirely but he stopped eating certain things and that was bad enough to Noctis. But while to him it was one night, this was Prompto's introduction to the world and he needed to help him prepare for it rather than hide from it.

"How about I get one kheer and we can share it?"

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It was true that the competition was definitely one that was more fun than most, and even if one of them lost, they both got something pretty good out of it. He smiled into the kiss, fingers trailing from Noct's jaw, down his neck as he pulled away.

"If this were a marathon, it would be no problem," Prompto narrowed his eyes, giving Noct a playful smirk, "but I think I'm up for the challenge."

The other part was harder to let go. It was hard not to associate his weight and body with being somehow worthy or enough to be with Noct. He'd been afraid for years to even approach and talk to him again until he was at a more acceptable weight. That sort of mindset lingered, even if a lot of it had been his own misunderstanding.

"You can say that, mister perfect-metabolism," Prompto nudged him lightly with an elbow. If he didn't worry about his weight, indulged as much as he liked, he was sure he'd start noticing in no time. That baby fat he'd worked so hard to get rid of would come creeping back in, in no time at all. It was a difficult balancing act.

"I mean... I didn't really stop," Prompto was quick to defend himself. It wasn't that he wasn't eating at all, he was just... counting calories, eating less, running more.

But the fact that he had worried Noct, it made that cold, guilty feeling settle into his stomach. He hadn't thought there was anything all that dangerous about it. He might be a little under average weight for his height, but he told himself it was better than over.

"You don't have to worry," he insisted, hands dropping to his stomach, pinching a bit of loose skin as he made a face, "I just wanted to trim up a little. No muffin top, that sorta thing."

"Hnnnn, okay, okay, I'll have a couple bites," he relented. He couldn't say no to Noctis, even if he was mentally counting the calories.

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He chose to think of them both as winners in that game. It was fun even to lose. No biggie. It only decided who was going to sleep in the massive bed in his room.

"Oh, you may... you really may. You come way more than I do." maybe that's an omega thing...

Noctis didn't think it was great to intentionally be unhealthy but he considered restrictive eating to be unhealthy. It looked more and more like... he didn't want to think the words Eating Disorder but he worried Prompto was suffering from something like that. Ever since he trimmed down he obsessed about his weight. It was fine to be healthy but Prompto was like... it fed his anxiety. It was almost like he feared he'd gain weight in the night with no power to stop it.

"I don't have a perfect metabolism and yours is just fine too. It's alright, you can relax. It doesn't matter what people think of you. Aren't you happy running and eating dessert? Aren't you happy not having to think about your diet so much?"

Noctis pouted and then sighed "You don't even have a muffin top." a pause. "Honestly you were a cute kid if you went back to that it wouldn't bother me. But you have to make a choice to do that, it's hard to gain weight Prompto. I've had to do it a lot in my life. I don't have a perfect metabolism. I had the opposite problem of you when we were kids. I couldn't gain much weight and I couldn't keep it on. But the calories I had to eat to even gain those pounds... Prompto you're not going to accidentally eat it in one bite."

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"Do not!" Prompto immediately turned a bright shade of red. Okay, maybe it was true, but Noct was no innocent either. It wasn't his fault his body was so damn sensitive or that Noct gave amazing blowjobs.

He huffed, but the upset was all bluster and he only gave Noct one more poke in the ribs before he was satisfied.

The other topic was harder to talk about. He wasn't unhealthy, or, he didn't think he was. He'd noticed a lack of stamina with his recent diet, maybe a couple dizzy spells, but that was normal, wasn't it? He tried not to think about it too deeply, writing it off as just another problem to work through to get the result.

Noct told him frequently that what other people thought didn't matter. And in some ways he did believe it. Noct's opinion mattered more than anyone else, and he'd move mountains for that approval. But the ball felt different, somehow. His actions wouldn't only reflect on himself, but on Noct too, once their relationship was made public. Happiness never really figured into that equation. He did like running, but he also liked dessert. Not counting calories or checking off his workouts, after so many years at it, it was like a foreign concept.

"Noct," Prompto's face fell a bit, "don't make that face, it's not like that."

Hearing that Noct didn't care if he gained back his weight, it made his heart feel tight. It was hard to forget the rejection he felt as a kid, even if it hadn't been Noct's intention. Torn between being what he was and Lady Lunafreya's request for him to befriend the prince, he knew he had to change, to make himself into the kind of person who was worthy to be Noct's friend.

Not to mention how hard Noct had it as a kid. His health had been awful in plenty of other ways, and he knew it could be just as difficult on the opposite end of things.

His eyes fell toward the floor, hands folded in his lap. As chatty as he usually was, he wasn't sure what to say to that. It was a whole box full of unresolved issues and tying his self-worth to an ideal body weight was just one of many stresses and anxieties.

"I just..." he didn't know how to explain, "Sorry, I didn't mean... I dunno, I thought... you liked me better when I'm small, like this. It's work, sure, but I don't mind it. I want to be the best I can for you Noct, especially for this event, y'know?"

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"You wanna bet? Count them next time we do it." He liked how sensitive Prompto was and he liked to think that as his Alpha, Noctis was the one Prompto responded to the most. But on top of that he fancied himself a good lover who was excellent at giving head.

He smirked at the poke and reached to ruffle Prompto's hair but he had that anxious look on his face. Noct's hand fell short and dropped on Prompto's shoulder. No, Prompto, it's not normal and you already know that, you know better than this.

He didn't have a reference point for what Prompto must be feeling. Ignis had lectured him about the pressure Prompto must be under and how to help acclimate him to social life in the citadel, how to greet people, how to dress, how to bow and shake hands for heavens sakes. But Noctis had put that on the back burner. He didn't want to make his love's head explode or give him a reason to boycott the ball. He knew it was a lot for Prompto but he'd never been thrown into the deep end like this before, not for something so exposed or so... terrifying. And also so important for one's future.

But he still pouted anyway, despite Prompto's cute objection.

"It seems like that to me." he reached his fingers out to rub Prompto's neck.

"If you like you better thin then that's what I like too. If you don't want to be thin then I don't either. I love you unconditionally, Prompto. I don't care how you look, I love you. The best you can be is happy and healthy and not tearing yourself down in a thousand little ways. You're enough."

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Prompto had a hard time thinking straight when they had sex, let alone counting how many times Noct could make him come in a single evening, but he had a feeling his Alpha was right. It was just so difficult to think of anything but how good he felt or how much he loved his mate.

Before he could gather his thoughts further, Noct's hand fell heavy on his shoulder and Prompto could feel his stomach sink a little, tension rising until Noct began massaging his neck. While he was stiff at first, his shoulders began to fall slowly as Noct worked the muscles.

Prompto's feelings on his appearance were complicated and would probably be difficult to work through, but Noct's support meant everything. He could feel tears starting to form at the corners of his eyes and he buried his face in Noct's shoulder, arms slipping around his waist.

"Sorry Noct, I'll try to be better, I know, I love you too, like, so much and I just..." he trailed off. What had he done to deserve Noct? It was a hard place to be, wanting to make himself better, more worthy, but without pushing his mind or body in worrying ways.

He squeezed Noct a little tighter, sniffling a bit, "sorry, I didn't mean to make things all serious."

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Noctis prided himself on that fact. Prompto came easily when they had sex and he liked to think it was because he was a good lover. Maybe it was just their bond or the fact that Prompto was so sensitive but even if Prompto didn't count how many times he came, Noct had an idea.

But before he could fall into daydreams of sex and try to get his lover into bed, they had to have this talk. This was a key moment for Prompto and he had better not waste it letting his Omega trail off and drop the subject. He rubbed Prompto's neck and then his shoulders.

"It's fine to be serious, it can't all be video games and sex. But you're missing my point. You don't have to be better for me. You don't have to qualify or do anything other than be yourself." he pet Prompto's hair when he snuggled close.

"It's alright... you don't have to prove your worth, you're already here. I'm not gonna wake up one day and change my mind. I wouldn't choose my mate thoughtlessly. At least give me that much credit."

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Prompto pressed in close, tucking his head just under Noct's neck. Noct kept rubbing his neck and shoulders, petting his hair gently, and for the first time in a long time, he let himself be comforted. Worry receded and he scrunched his eyes shut, letting a few tears escape as he held Noct tightly, nodding in understanding.

Noct was the only one who'd never placed expectations on him, pushed him to do or be anything he didn't want to. Noct loved him for who he was, no more, no less. How many could say they were that lucky? He'd struggled his whole life for acceptance; from his foster parents, from his classmates, and Noct? He'd take him as he was, not some idealized version of himself, and not the person he might be someday.

It was all the reminder he needed of how deeply, desperately, and completely he was in love with Noct. Even if he was fine as he was, Noct made him want to be better, to do everything he could to bring him happiness. And if that meant doing some seriously self-evaluation and trying to accept himself the way Noct did, that's what he'd work toward.

"I just... feel like there's this pressure I can't get rid of, telling me that I need to be better," he admitted. "But- But I know it's not you Noct. I know I let things get to me that don't... that shouldn't matter."

Prompto curled up, making himself smaller, drawing his knees in close. He sniffled quietly.

"I'm sorry you keep having to remind me," he swallowed hard, "no one's ever cared about me, not like this. I'm just scared cuz... I don't wanna lose this. I couldn't bear it."

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Noct got comfortable with his chin on Prompto's head and kept massaging him. He had to help him somehow, the poor guy was stressing himself half to death.

He could say the same about Prompto. He'd never placed expectations on him either. Not about his posture, not on his manner of speech, not on his lack of studying for his role as king or anything else. He didn't ask him ridiculous questions like about his wealth, staff, or his magic. He was just allowed to be and discover himself. It saved his life.

He would be king someday and Prompto would be his prince. He would always be Noctis. They'd always be them, that's what he wanted in his life. But he wanted to be a good king for Prompto. He wanted to be a great Alpha for him. He wanted to be better.


He pet Prompto's hair back and listened.

"It does matter if it bothers you. You don't have to be anything special for me but if you want to change then change. Just... make sure that's what you want and not what someone else wants... there's a lot of people who want things at the citadel. In the city too. Whatever they say... it doesn't matter. They're not in a position to say anything. We're together and you're not going to lose that over some vapid bullshit like whatever they argue about." beauty or popularity or being a trust fund baby. None of it mattered to Noctis, in fact, it bored him to sleep most of the time.

"You're not gonna lose this. I'm never going to leave you, you're my mate for the rest of our lives, there's nothing anyone could do to take this away from us." he hugged Prompto tight then and kissed his head. "I can't promise you we'll always have an easy life but I'm not going to leave you just because things are hard or we don't fit in. You can never not fit in with me. You belong with me. And I belong with you."

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Prompto got comfortable in Noct's arms, eyes falling shut in relaxation as he was massaged and petted gently. He rubbed at his eyes with the back of his wrist, trying to clear away any of the remaining tear-tracks.

He would try his best to do better. Not just physically, but in accepting more of himself for how he was, remembering Noct would love him no matter what. It made him feel safe and secure in Noct's arms, and suddenly a few bites of rice pudding seemed like a really silly thing to be worrying about.

"I guess, I have a lot to think about," he sighed. It was a point of conflict, certainly. He wanted to look his best for Noct, not just to make sure it didn't reflect poorly on him, but if he thought on it, he really liked that Noct thought he was pretty and good-looking. And even though Noct wasn't going to care less about him if he wasn't as meticulous in his diets and exercise, Prompto had a hard time reconciling it.

"Are you kidding?" he smiled a little, nuzzling in closer, "compared to where I came from, this is like a dream. Even if my dancing needs some work. Having a place to belong- even better a place to belong with my best friend? It's more than I could ever hope for."

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Noct liked snuggling too. It was the best with Prompto. After bonding with him it was the biggest comfort to him. Surely that was true for Prompto as well. Just beating in his mate's scent and getting his body heat. Knowing he was in his arms and under his protection was enough to soothe him... Or maybe arouse him depending on the context.

"Just make sure it's about you and not what others are saying. They say a bunch of dumb shit." there's a whole community dedicated to his fashion. If he wears Armani twice in a row it's a faux pas with them. My that he even recognizes brands like that. They're all black suits, what does it matter?

Prompto would inherit that judgment and it was Noct's job to help him prepare. It was that he considered maybe he should be spending their evenings practicing indifference instead of dancing.

"I... Well that's me too. Having someone to belong to is great. But I mean... Royal life is hard in other ways. I can't make everything easy for us." case in point the judgment of the press and the teen media specifically.

"... Do you want to split dessert with me if I order it? "

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Prompto had more or less figured out his diet as a kid by just eating less, hungry or not, and running every day. It might not have been the healthiest way to do it, especially for a growing kid, but it was what had worked. If he really thought about it, maybe he was trying too hard to get to the size he saw in magazines and on television. He was pretty small, and aside from a few dizzy spells, he'd never let it get so bad it affected his health.

But, as was evident by how utterly blindsided he'd been to know he was an omega, he didn't exactly go to the doctor or consult one for his health. It seemed expensive, and while Noct's family had money to burn, he didn't like the idea of taking advantage of that, especially for something as frivolous as his own vanity.

"You're probably right," he ducked his head a little, still curled up under Noct's chin.

It was hard not to let the idea of public scrutiny bother him though. Noct had been around it since birth, but Prompto? He was nobody from nowhere. The only side of a camera he saw was the back as he took other people's photos.

"I wish I could just promise not to let it get to me, but... I know myself too well to think I'd be able to keep it. But I can promise to try. Promise to talk to you about it," he sighed.

And right back to where it started. Dessert. He knew Noct was trying his best to take care of him, to make sure he was healthy and happy in equal measure, and as an omega, but also his friend and lover, Prompto wanted to do the same in return. He gave a soft smile.

"Sure. Sounds good."

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Ignis would love to school Prompto on those dieting habits of his but it doesn't seem to have any effect. If he knew it was as bad as having fainting spells he'd start monitoring his daily intake and prepping meals for him. Noctis ought to find some footage for Prompto of how much photoshop goes into magazine photos and how many eating disorders it causes. Just kidding, that wouldn't occur to him. Ignis would bring it. Ignis has already thought of it, expect it at the apartment soon.

Noct really ought to bring Prompto to his regular doctor. He didn't love seeing him either but he needed to set an example if he expected Prompto to go. He was the type to use sickness as an excuse to sleep more, though. Gods help Prompto the next time Noctis falls ill with a fever or sore throat. All business of the prince will cease while he milks it for a week and sleeps non-stop.

"I know I'm right." Prompto was somebody. And if he felt like he wasn't somebody enough he would become someone at the ball. Everyone would be taking photos of him after that and he may come to relish these times when no one was looking.

"You have to live with it and practice every day. It'll get easier and easier. It's not something you can think your way out of in one sitting." he was comfy this way, with Prompto in his arms. He could just nod off if he wasn't so hungry.

"Good, I'm glad." he put in the order on his phone and sent it off. "Well... you want to dance until it gets here or make out?"

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Prompto nodded in acquiescence, feeling properly chastened, and swallowed hard, making several mental notes to work on himself so he wouldn't cause Noct more worry or trouble.

"Yeah, well, I'll work on it. Top of my to-do list," he promised, voice taking on a lighter, teasing tone, "okay, maybe not the top. Homework, Laundry, grocery lists... but it's up there."

He sat still while Noct ordered, stomach already grumbling at the thought of green curry and kheer. The offer that followed though, was enough to make him forget his hunger for a little while.

"I know which one I want," he said with a teasing smile, turning to look up at his mate, "but I'm not answering the door for the delivery guy half-hard."

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He licked flicked the tip of Prompto's nose with his tongue. He doesn't mean to scold. Only to encourage... in his own way.

"Doing your boyfriend." said with an almost deadpan tone. "I know that's the top of the list." He was hungry too, he couldn't wait to sink his teeth into some shrimp biryani. He set up the order but chuckled and then laughed at Prompto's joke. His laughter came so frequently now that Prompto lived here. He smiled so often he could feel his face changing. He might even have laugh lines when he was older at this rate.

"Well we'll see who's soft enough to handle a delivery boy." said quickly as he leaned in for a kiss. He dragged Prompto up to his level and laid back into the couch cushions. His hands began to wander, along Prompto's clothes, over his sides, his arms and shoulders. Fingers from one hand in his hair, tongue in his mouth, the other hand on his hips. This was the way he could lose the whole day, not just the minutes from now until dinner.

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Prompto blushed at the playful gesture, scrunching up his nose before rubbing at it with the back of his hand.

"Top of the list huh?" he laughed in return, "my work is never done."

It was good to see Noct smile, and just the sight improved his own mood exponentially. He couldn't stand to see Noct hurting, but when he was happy? It meant the world.

Prompto let himself be led, smiling into that first kiss and straddling his mate's hips. The little shorts and loose tank top he'd worn did little to hide his sensitive skin, and he found himself making quietly contented sounds as Noct's hands teased over his sides and bare skin. His spine curved delicately as he leaned into the kiss, his hands pulling closer, wrapping around Noct's neck and shoulders, fingers curling round the soft dark hair at the base of his neck.

"Not fair," he breathed, lips hovering just inches away as he caught his breath. "I thought we weren't starting that contest til after dinner."

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He chuckled more when Prompto made a face. Cute as hell, as always.

"Hmph, not with the way we're active." he went from zero to a hundred in the sex department but he wouldn't trade it for anything. This was wild but he loved every moment with Prompto. Call them horny teenagers, it was true, but he loved his mate more than anything on their star.

He liked being comfortable with Prompto. It was special that he could relax this way only with him. This truly was his safe place. Or rather, Prompto was his safe place where he need not be the prince or a public celebrity. He need not be the heir to the throne or anything other than a regular video game nerd.

Noct groaned low in his throat when Prompto straddled him. This was what he wanted. Just to sink into this couch and kiss and make out and see who finally had to get clothes off and get to it first. Prompto was so sexy with the sounds he made. Just listening to those could get him hard, not to mention the way his back curved or how he was doing the number one thing that turned him on; playing with his hair.

"That's a different contest, for a different prize. Totally legal." said between kisses.

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"I'm happy to put in the overtime," Prompto snickered, continuing the joke between them. Since his first heat, it was like a switch had been flipped, his drive always seemed to match Noct's, or perhaps they just mutually pushed one another on. Not that he was complaining.

The sound Noct made as they moved together was like electricity rushing through him, and he breathed in his scent deeply, intoxicated. His eyelashes fluttered a moment as he took it in, nuzzling against his Alpha's neck. Prompto's fingers brushed upward, through the thick tangle of Noct's hair, tugging lightly.

"I guess... we could always see who comes first. No awkward hard-on at the door that way," he laughed, breathy against his mate's neck, "though we'd have to be careful of the mess."

[starless_sky]

Noctis smirked. It was true they were very active but he'd argue that was normal. They were young and in love... And also it wasn't uncommon for bonded pairs to synchronize their sex drives wobbly by cohabitating. But he thought Prompto was just always ready. Like his presence alone set him off.


The way Prompto was turned on clearly by the way he was breathing him in. He shivers as Prompto closes his eyes, his lashes brushed against his skin and between that and the hair tugging, Noctis was trying not to moan. He failed.

"Like the delivery guy will even look or notice... But you're going to lose. Are you ready?" he sighed. "What about the mess? I like you a mess. You're sexy as hell at that moment."

[everatyourside]

Noct's presence was more than enough, and the moment the offer was on the table, Prompto was ready to pounce on it. It was a genuine concern when his next heat might strike, how much time they could lose, studying that simply couldn't be taken up, work that got ignored, his birth control helped, but it didn't make the worry any less real.

The second moan went straight through him and he could feel himself getting hard already, just knowing his mate was pleased. If answering the door was all the punishment he'd get for the pleasure of his Alpha's touch, he wouldn't mind in the slightest. But if he were covered in their various fluids, skin flushed, hair a rumpled mess, well... they'd better give the delivery guy a big tip.

"That's some big talk, let's see some action," he replied in challenge, pressing his lips to Noct's neck. It was hard not to blush at the compliment, and he worried his lip between his teeth for a moment before smiling up at him.

"Yeah?" he breathed, heart beating a little faster at the thought of Noct really letting loose, of the state he might actually end up answering the door in. "Do your worst."

[starless_sky]

All the more reason why he offered himself frequently. Gods he couldn't wait for their next heat. He wanted it to be during school so they could take more time off and just fuck like animals in their big fluffy bed. Wait, was Prompto concerned about it?

Prompto would be in whatever state he was left when the doorbell rang. It would just be up to whoever was left standing... so to speak.

"Oh, don't challenge me lightly now." he could just reach into Prompto's pants and grab him or flip him on his back and suck him off. But he preferred to challenge himself. Maybe he could make Prompto come without stripping and without doing anything gratuitous. He moved in, nibbled Prompto's ear as he spoke softly to him.

"You're so sexy when you're a wet dripping mess for me. You're better than dessert you know. I can't fucking wait. The way you sound when I'm inside you and you've been wet for a while. How long do you think you can hold on until you're begging for me to fuck you?" His hands moved to Prompto's belly, touching the skin under his tank.

[everatyourside]

It was difficult to get used to many of the perks that came with being affiliated with the royal family. It hadn't even occurred to him that they'd have leniency given while he was in heat, or that it might be more like an extended vacation. If he knew, the idea of getting behind on his schoolwork would've been much less of a bother. He'd always pushed himself to keep his grades decent, mostly so as not to cause his foster parents any concern or trouble. With a little perspective, he would surely have a lot more interest.

As Noct got more competitive, it was hard not to react. The sound Prompto made was part surprise, part arousal as Noctis toyed with his ear. He pressed up closer against him, shuddering at the touch and letting out a soft moan.

The words of encouragement and suggestion of things to come were enough to make him whimper, hips rolling forward in anticipation, arousal coiling low in his belly and only growing as Noct began to tease the bare skin there.

"Fuck, that's not fair Noct," he breathed; his body already growing desperate and needy for his Alpha's touch. He wanted to beg now, wanted to feel Noct inside, it was all he could think of, but pride kept it little more than a shuddering sigh.

"I can... last," he forced the words out, lower lip trembling, breath hot against Noct's neck, every bit of his body language body language betraying him.