A/B/O Promptis Ball/Teach me to dance
Apr. 15th, 2019 07:08 pmThe 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.
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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Date: 2019-06-03 10:08 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2019-06-04 03:27 am (UTC)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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Date: 2019-06-04 05:17 am (UTC)"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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Date: 2019-06-05 02:49 am (UTC)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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Date: 2019-06-05 03:10 am (UTC)"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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Date: 2019-06-05 03:24 am (UTC)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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Date: 2019-06-05 04:05 am (UTC)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."
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Date: 2019-06-05 04:20 am (UTC)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."
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Date: 2019-06-05 04:58 am (UTC)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."
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Date: 2019-06-06 02:45 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2019-06-06 05:21 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2019-06-06 07:21 pm (UTC)Prompto was susceptible to this. It was working. He licked his ear and hummed as he pulled it between his teeth gently. His hands stayed around Prompto's belly, spreading apart under the fabric up Prompto's body.
"What's not fair is watching you bounce on me and all I can do is try to jack you off in time. You're so hot. Your freckles are sexy as hell and I love watching them move with you." he moved his hands up Prompto's belly, past his naval.
"You can last huh? Do you mean when you get so wet it's running down your leg? It's hot to look at you like that. I can't get in you fast enough. It's my job to never leave you hanging... I can't neglect you Prompto. Do you need me?"
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Date: 2019-06-06 09:21 pm (UTC)Noct was barely touching him and the dirty talk, the idea of what they might get up to later, it was enough to fill his thoughts with lewd ideas, with need and make his body crave more. He was fully hard now, entrance wet and wanting and he gave another slow roll of his hips, the thin fabric between them already feeling like too much.
"I... that's..."
His breath came shuddering and uneven and trying to put words together felt like an impossible feat. His words of praise were enough to make his skin flush with heat, his body giving off every sign that it was ready, instincts screaming at him to accept the offer.
"I... can't... Noct... please," his voice was a thready whimper as he tried to hold back. "Gods, yes, please I need you Noct. I want it so bad."
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Date: 2019-06-07 04:53 am (UTC)Yeeaaaah that's about what he thought. He nibbled some more and dammit if Prompto got his ears pierced Noctis would love it. They were already sexy as hell but he'd love earrings or ear cuffs or both or just... he'd buy so many of them for Prompto to switch out. He growled low as Prompto tugged on his hair. The beautiful boy is sooo trying to get the D before the delivery gets here. He's not going to give in that quick. The goal is Prompto needs to come without that.
And he was doing rather well if he did say so himself. He listened to his mate coming undone. The way Prompto begged got him hard too. He hissed slightly at the discomfort. He wasn't in comfy lounge-wear like Prompto, his pants tented stiffly.
"Shh shh... now now you said you were gonna last... so let me help you. I'm not gonna fuck you yet. But I want you to tell me where you want me to do it. Where to you want me to fuck your brains out, Prompto?" he wondered if it was too cruel to deny him but he knew as soon as they started they couldn't stop until they came and they might get food in a few minutes. He had to work fast but be able to quit at a moment's notice.
"Against the window? Over the balcony railing for the world to see? Maybe we should go to the roof. You can watch the stars. What do you say, Prompto? You think you can stay wet until the delivery gets here? You think you'll give it away letting it run down your leg?" he chewed Prompto's earlobe gently.
"Or do you need me to finger you? Can you stand it? How about I reach in and feel how wet you are for me? Am I gonna find a mess?"
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Date: 2019-06-07 03:36 pm (UTC)He gave a desperate, disappointed mewling sound when Noct refused him at first. Prompto could feel him getting hard too and it was just so damn unfair that he could keep his composure. But Noct was going to help him, and at the request Prompto nodded, hard and throbbing just at the thought.
"Where? I... um..." his voice was a gasping, breathy moan and he was trembling, just trying to hold himself together. Did Noct want people to see them? The thought was exciting and scary and surprising how much it thrilled him. Wet spots forming on his shorts as he began to leak precum, his wet entrance already beginning to soak through. There was no guarantee someone would be watching, but-
"Yes," came the desperate response, his nails digging into Noct's scalp as he tried to hang on. Even if it wasn't his dick, he wanted his Alpha inside in any way he could have it. "Fuck, please, gods Noct, I need you. I can... barely hang on, please... I'll do whatever you want.. wherever you want..."
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Date: 2019-06-07 07:48 pm (UTC)As if he couldn't tell he'd won by the slick running through his shorts. He can tell, dearest Prompto. Don't try to hold back. And earrings... Noct would love multiple earrings. maybe a cuff, maybe several rings. Both ears. He'd play with them a lot, even outside of sex.
"Don't be sad baby...Daddy's gonna fuck you later." he paused, eyes widening. Had he just... called himself that? He was too young and he didn't know that Prompto even liked that but he let it hang in the air. He just moved on from it. He had a job to do, Prompto wanted some relief before dinner came. Fair enough.
"I want you to think about it Prompto..." he pushed his hands down the back of Prompto's shorts and holy-- he was wet as could be. Soaking, even. He had no problem getting his fingers inside him. "I want you to think long and hard. Where do you want to come?" he felt for his prostate, felt his fingers stretch Prompto inside as he started to rub him. "Maybe we'll go in multiple places. This apartment could use a re-christening." again.
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Date: 2019-06-08 08:29 pm (UTC)"Not even if I beg, Daddy?" he licked his lips, parting them slightly in a moan as Noct's fingers slipped inside.
Noct's expert fingers felt their way in, and it took every ounce of control Prompto had not to grind up against them. Where Noct would let him finish wasn't the only long and hard thing on his mind, and as he felt that pressure against his prostate he was whimpering and incoherent, body writhing in a wave of pleasure as he tried to hold on.
"Right... here..." he begged, gasping. He was so close.
"And then... and then anywhere you want Daddy, please," he promised.
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Date: 2019-06-09 02:43 am (UTC)Yeah, he wasn't sure he liked that name. He'd not take teasing about it well. He'd probably just never use the word again but he wasn't sure if he liked it. It felt... odd. But he also liked the idea of being the one man in Prompto's life. He was the provider, the protector, and his only partner. Was it not appropriate?
But it was kinda hot when Prompto said it. He'd... have to revisit that word. He had work to do now, he had just a few minutes to get this boy off before food came.
And then the topic of where he was gonna lay this pipe when they ate said food. He was thinking... indoors. While exhibitionism seemed fun it wouldn't be something he could live with. Prompto was his and he didn't like much attention, certainly not for something personal like that.
"You can beg all you want, I love to hear it. Beg me, Prompto. You want to come? I want you to, I want to hear you. Just let go."
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Date: 2019-06-09 04:27 am (UTC)Noct wanted him to beg and if he could push his lover any further to the edge along with him, he'd do it.
"Fuck. Please, I want your cock so bad Daddy," he whined against Noct's ear.
"It feels so good when you fuck me, I wanna feel you inside me, please gods..." Prompto was trembling with the effort of holding back, but as soon as Noct said he wanted to hear him come, the last of his resolve slipped. His thighs were shaking as he rode through it, the slick, sticky substance sliding down his legs, his shorts a mess that his hitched-up tank-top did nothing to cover.
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Date: 2019-06-09 04:58 am (UTC)He liked this too. He liked to finger Prompto absently before. While they were watching TV or a movie, while Prompto was talking to him in bed, while they were in the shower. It was something he liked to do, to get Prompto to come despite himself.
He both enjoyed and cringed at being called Daddy. Maybe it would grow on him. He just liked maybe... maybe if Prompto liked it too.
"I'm gonna get inside you as soon as you finish your food. All of it, be a good boy now." he leaned up to kiss the corner of Prompto's mouth as he came. He loved that joyous noise. The way Prompto shivered, the sound as he caught his breath, the feeling of his slick dripping out of him.
His phone buzzed then. He smiled. "You be good... and stay right here while I go get the food. Okay?"
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Date: 2019-06-10 06:36 am (UTC)He could hardly get a coherent answer out as Noct kissed the corner of his lips. Prompto was a wreck, still trying to catch his breath as he complied, crawling off of Noct's lap so he could retrieve their dinner. His shorts were sticky and wet, and he wanted out of them, wanted Noct to make good on his promise and fuck him senseless. He wasn't sure he could sit through all of dinner covered in his own fluids.
A wicked thought entered his mind, and he wanted to tease and tempt right back. He'd been watching his figure so carefully, he'd gained a little more confidence, and while he made sure he wouldn't be in sight of any visiting delivery people, he slid out of his shorts, his oversized tank top sliding down one shoulder and barely covering him. He hesitated for only a moment more, then tugged the last of his clothing up and over his head, the curve of his hip jutting at a tempting angle, his ribs just barely visible under lightly muscled skin, collarbone striking and delicate. Seduction wasn't his strong suit, but he wasn't exactly being subtle as he waited for Noct's return.
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Date: 2019-06-11 01:30 am (UTC)He loved how easily Prompto could be made to melt in his arms. He didn't let himself show the same sort of excitement but he was affected by his mate. The way he sounded and moved when he was turned on, the way he begged, the way he was so ready for sex at a moment's notice... Noct felt powerful, more than any magic or political power could give him. Prompto hadn't been given to him, he wanted him. Noct had earned his trust and his love and that was his greatest achievement.
He could hardly leave his side even though he knew he had to wash his hands and grab cash to tip the delivery person. He looked at his mate as he headed to the hallway. Soon. Just a moment and he'd be back with him. His fingers itched as he handled the transaction and hurried back to the couch with the food bags.
And almost dropped them on the floor.
He hadn't thought Prompto would strip down but he was hardly complaining. He swallowed, his mouth felt dry. He strode over to set their food down and looked at his partner.
"Are you too hot?" he looked him over. It was shameless but he couldn't help himself. Prompto was clearly making a presentation of himself. Noct couldn't look away. Such a gorgeous frame, the bites all on display, freckles dusting his skin. Noct could just skip dinner and go right to dessert...
"If your goal was to distract me from dinner you did well." he swallowed again. Gods it was hot in here all of a sudden.
"...You want a quickie before we eat?"
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Date: 2019-06-11 05:24 am (UTC)Noct was staring, taking his time to look Prompto over with a hungry, wanting gaze. It was that sort of reaction that made him glad he'd continued his diet, that he kept up with his training and running, that he knew he could be desirable, if he tried.
"So hot," he replied, "now that you're back."
He wouldn't say it was his goal to distract them from dinner, not after Noct's insistence that he take better care of himself, but it was hard not to be in the mood after Noct had spread him open and teased him.
"Does it have to be quick?" he added, a faint pout on his lips, one hand resting on his chest, the other on his thigh, drawing attention to the bites and bare skin.
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Date: 2019-06-11 03:28 pm (UTC)There was no need to feel sheepish about it. Noct's attention was fixed on his mate. The food was out of his mind now. They'd get to it later. How could he refuse the Adonis before him who was asking so sweetly for attention?
This was his own fault, he took it too far with the teasing and now look at his poor mate. He'd ripped his clothes off in desperation.
Does it have to be quick
If that didn't send a jolt straight to his cock. Then the way Prompto touched himself. The way he was on display... Noct tried not to melt.
"I don't think I could make it quick if I tried. I need to be inside you, I can't wait." and Prompto was clearly in the same position. In an instant he was across the couch, pushing Prompto on his back, and fumbling with his pants to get himself free.
"I can't resist you when you're like this." quickly he had the head of his shaft against Prompto's slick entrance and he pushed inside with gusto. He didn't waste time setting a brisk pace with an intense force. Already Noctis was moaning Prompto's name, hands covering each bite, nails clawing blank skin.
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Date: 2019-06-12 06:11 am (UTC)He was quick to respond, to accommodate his lover, parting his legs, leaning back against the couch, but the speedy entrance was enough to make his back arch, his voice let loose a shuddering cry of pleasure.
"Mmmmm," he moaned, "You feel so good Noct. I couldn't wait. I couldn't stand it. I- mmmm..."
He trailed off as Noct started up in earnest, his thrusts more powerful than usual, hitting him deep and leaving him breathless. Noct's hands were all over him, touching his sensitive marks, sending waves of pleasure through him, the scratch of his nails over pale, freckled skin only increasing the sensation.
He let out another whimpering cry, satisfaction and the desperate need for more apparent. He could hardly keep up, but tried to help Noct out of his shirt, kissed what skin was within his reach, though his fingers sank into whatever they could find just to hold on; Noct's sides, his back, his shoulders, gripping hard as he tried to keep up.
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