starless_sky | A/B/O Promptis School time with aggressive alphas and other tales of teenaged woe

Time seemed to be zooming by. It was going so fast for Noctis, his life had never gone so quickly. Perhaps because so many things were happening but honestly he'd chalk it up to being happy. He'd never been so at peace before either. With Prompto everything was right with the world. His days were fun, even when they were awkwardly trying to dance together in preparation for this ball. Even when they had homework and Iggy made them study. He was stupidly happy, life was a big game now and he found himself wondering how it was already spring time.

How it was already exam season for his advanced courses. While it was not close to graduation, it was something he needed to complete if he was going to have a shot at graduating at the top of his class. Such a rank didn't matter to Noctis but it was something his father wanted and it was expected of a prince and basically he had to. Against his will, he'd add. He just had a few extra sessions of testing away from everyone else. It was normal enough, a group of students did it every year, it was known he was one of these kids attempting the exams since first year. He'd studied for it for weeks and today was the day it would finally be over. He was so looking forward to just going home with Prompto, getting sushi to go on the way, and watching anime on the couch. And napping. And maybe doing it.

As it stood he was quiet on the way to school. Just ready for this test to be over. Before they entered the building he squeezed Prompto's hand. He was careful not to have any PDA at school. Prompto would be in a difficult position if people thought they could use him to get to the prince.

"I'll be all morning probably, but I'll see you around lunch." Ignis had made them both a hearty meal for the day, one Noctis was already looking forward to in their hiding spot behind the school. "Meet me in the back, ok?" he leaned in quickly to kiss his cheek before they were in view of anyone else entering school. Noctis made a brief entrance at home room before he and the other students were dismissed to testing. School went on as normal without those kids. The same subjects. The same breaks.

With one exception.

Their language arts teacher was out sick and the sub replacing her was quite distractable, enough so that they basically had a free hour. Students made excuses and just came and went as they pleased. A few came in from other classes to hang out with friends. Some even stopped near Prompto. Several bigger guys.

"Hey Argentum... you're into photos, right? Can you come look at something for us? We need an artistic eye."

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starless_sky

It is like usual. It's a relief as they kiss and things seem to be sliding right back to normal. Gentle kisses like how they get distracted watching TV or waking up from a nap. For a brief second he fears Prompto is removing his hands from his body but then he sighs in relief.

He nods shallowly and leans in for another kiss. He moved his hands over Prompto's skin. Feeling each curve, from hip to shoulder. Each bite given in love, each inch he memorized long ago, the spans of his love's body that were just as much his home as this apartment. He lingers on each bite he comes across. It worried him he might trigger Prompto but this was something he did before so... maybe he'd remember good times.

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everatyourside

Noct's gentle manner is what sets it all apart. The other Alphas were rough, violent, demanding, but Noct takes only what is freely offered, pushes no further than Prompto is willing to allow. When Noct touches him, it's because Prompto asked him to.

Noct's hands, when he reaches out to touch him, are tender and sweet, reminding him of their first time together and all the ones that followed, the marks like honeyed words of devotion in his memories. His breath catches a few times, flashes of pain and violence that shake him briefly, but he wills himself to hold on to the good, to remember who made those marks in the first place and what it meant to him.

"S... slower," he manages quietly, his hand brushing gently over Noct's when he paused. "I want... to remember this."

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starless_sky

He likes to think that's how he's always treated Prompto but there have been the odd bouts of forceful sex. The times he had to push his mate against a wall and couldn't get his clothes off fast enough. Times like that his alpha side was out and loud. He was comfortable giving commands in those moments. He... Hopes Prompto can forgive him.

He does slow down when asked. His thumb had been on a bite and gently circling it. But he took a moment to feel every indentation there. He tried to remember how he felt when he made this mark. Which number had that one been, there were so many that first heat. So many times he marked his mate, he'd been so proud of each one.

His fingers trailed to the next one at a leisurely pace. Shy as a virgin, timid as he waited for Prompto to offer more feedback.

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hajimetejanai

[Okay, officially swapping over to my young Prom account! Even found a cute abo icon~]

Any other time, their bouts of rough and playful sex have been fun, and if he's honest, there's something Prompto enjoys about being dominated, or pushed beyond his limits. Even before he found out he was an Omega, he had wished to find someone he could please, someone he could make happy. He'd always hoped it might be Noct, nurtured a secret crush for ages, and now? Now he just hoped he was still good enough, still wanted.

He gave a faint shiver as Noct slowed down, tracing his mark, the touch gentle and slow and this time his body's reaction has nothing to do with fear, the hitch of his breath and the way his heart beats faster isn't an adrenaline rush or fight-or-flight symptoms. He can feel his body growing pliant, arousal beginning to manifest as they continue.

"I want to feel you... inside me," he pants, breath hot against Noct's ear. The shower might not be an ideal position, standing makes it difficult, and he doesn't want to put more pressure on Noct's back than he can handle, but the idea of being pressed against the tiled wall, feeling that comfortable weight against him is appealing.

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starless_sky

He loved the rough sex. While he wasn't abusive he liked being... A bit carnal from time to time. Hopefully Prompto would welcome that kind of sex again in the future. He'd wanted to find a mate he gelled with this much. He got attached to Prompto so easily and very quickly he couldn't imagine anyone else at his side. Thank the gods for his heat or he'd never have had the balls to offer himself to him.

This was good, though. Prompto seemed to be his old self. Regular foreplay. His same beloved as this morning. Prompto was so brave, he'd have to spoil him rotten the next chance he had.

He heard the changes. The way Prompto was breathing, the way he felt against Noct's body... If he wasn't already hard that request would have done it. He shivered. He hadn't expected to hear that so soon but... He's glad. He didn't want to get out of the shower. That meant drying off and getting into bed. That'd take too long. The shower wall was right here.

He backed Prompto up sheep by step, kissing him along the way until his back touched the tile. Then, without a word he bent down to grab either thigh and he lifted his mate to eye level. He was hard and practicality throbbing to get inside.

He let himself slide against Prompto's entrance while he kissed him, then his neck and jaw. He didn't want to rush.

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hajimetejanai

Prompto let himself be led, kisses soft and searching til he felt the cool tile against his skin. The transition as Noct picked him up was dizzying, though not unwelcome. At eye-level, there was no way to avoid those deep blue eyes, or their intense, hungry gaze.

His thighs parted and he tried to help offset the weight, squeezing at Noct's waist, locking his ankles behind him. He could feel Noct teasing just outside, hard and pulsing against him. Prompto let his head slide back against the tile as Noct leaned into to kiss him, tilting it back to give him better access to his bare throat, another tiny act of submission as they continued. Everything about Noct felt right, made him feel good and loved and wanted. And though instinct was a part of it, it wasn't the only element. He'd be happy to curl up beside him on his couch, to take lazy naps together or just feel the quiet strength as Noct stood beside him.

He moaned, twisting his hips for better friction, wanting to remember the gratifying feeling of his mate inside him.

"Noct..." he whispered, "please..."

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starless_sky

He was at the point of no return. He had to have Prompto now, he'd settle for something else if he backed out of sex but... he couldn't leave this bathroom hard. He took Prompto's unspoken invitation and licked along his throat. He kissed here and there and left a hickey right on his adams apple. So sue him.

Prompto felt right. He wasn't meant to be with anyone else. He was born to be Prompto's mate. He felt calm around him, safe, secure, at home. But at the same time Prompto lit a fire in him that no one else could. Prompto got him excited just by doing nothing, just by his breathing, just by the gentlest kiss and case in point now here he is trying desperately not to fuck him senseless.

At Prompto's word he let his dick just angle itself inside. It was too easy to just let the head inside and then the rest of himself. It slid in so easily, Prompto always got so wet, at least that hadn't changed. He sighed and tucked his head against Prompto's neck. He started to move slowly but he groaned in pleasure. Fuck he'd missed this so much. When't the last time they did this, last night?

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hajimetejanai

Prompto's eyes fluttered closed, rolling back as Noct's tongue moved over his exposed neck, quiet moans and whimpers barely audible in the shower. Even as Noct staked his claim once more, it was gentle.

As Noct pressed inside, Prompto stiffened for a moment, clinging tightly to his mate's neck, a shiver running through his body. This was different, he reminded himself, biting down on a whimpering cry. He sniffled quietly, forcing himself to relax; it wasn't just any Alpha, this was Noct. This was safe. The sigh he let out was stilted and shook, but was tinged with relief.

When Noct started to move, the cry became a pleased moan, and he let himself focus on the sensation itself, the press of their bodies, the heat of Noct's cock inside him, it was familiar, a reminder of all their time together, sharing heated, passionate moments just like this one.

"Noct..." he sighed, voice content.

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starless_sky

It was soft but Noct heard every breath, every little whimper. Prompto was so strong, so so brave. He loved him all the more for it. He wanted to be gentle enough that they could finish this. He listened carefully as it sounded like Prompto was crying. Did he need to stop?

He did pause and leaned in to kiss his mate gently. There was no need to rush and continue this. If it was too much then they could do this another time. Or never if Prompto didn't want to anymore. They'd figure it out.

But then Prompto moaned and it seemed normal again. He ought to give Prompto a chance to get to know a loving touch again. He shivered as he moved. It was a lot for him too, feeling Prompto around him like usual. He was fine, he was safe, he'd heal. He'd say so if he wanted to stop, he wasn't just doing this for his sake. But still, that sniffle... even though Prompto was moaning his name now he couldn't get that sound out of his brain.

He kissed Prompto's eyelids softly. He still moved, he'd keep up a slow pace until Prompto wanted something more. Or until his back protested too much and they had to stop. Whichever came first.

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hajimetejanai

Prompto tried not to let the tears slip as Noct kissed him. He loved being with Noct, loved knowing how much he cared, loved that he could be so tender, loved the feeling of their bodies intertwined. Noct was the only one he wanted to experience this with, and he wished he could undo the touch of those other Alphas. He knew it would be an uphill struggle, that hearing he was pretty could make him flinch, that his heart would quicken in a cramped dark room, or that he might panic if left alone with another Alpha. They'd even attached those tainted memories to his camera, and he could barely think of touching one again, not for a while.

He sighed into the kiss, feeling his body heat with his lover's touch, and his arms clung just a little tighter as Noctis rocked into him. He was already hard, pressed between them, but Noct was buried deep, making him pant with want as they continued.

"Love you... so much"

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starless_sky

Noct didn't miss them. He couldn't... it broke his heart. He felt like a rapist himself just a twinge. His mate should always be eager for him and he had to focus on Prompto's request in order to keep his erection. He didn't like screwing Prompto if he cried out of sadness. He remembered the tears that he shed during his first heat. Noctis had been stunned then too, worried he was hurting his mate.

But Prompto asked for this and he'd trust him to say so if he couldn't handle it. He kissed him slowly, he fucked him a bit faster. The way Prompto was panting was keeping him in the moment and not getting carried away thinking about his attackers. Is this what they imagined they'd get out of him? Noct had to banish the thought. He was Prompto's lover, he was the one here with him, no one else.

"Love you back. Only you... unconditionally." he hoped Prompto remembered that. Even in these trying times Noctis felt the same way about him. He'd stay at his side no matter what happened to him, no matter what trials they faced.

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hajimetejanai

It was easy to lose himself in the kiss, in the heady scent that even the shower couldn't diminish. He didn't have to smell the others, and liked to imagine the water running over his skin, washing away every unwanted touch.

Noct was speeding up, the feel of him a potent reminder of their history, along with his words, Prompto tried to tell himself that nothing would change, and tried even harder to believe it. His body was, already responding so warmly to him, knew him intimately, flushed with heat as Noct continued.

He let one of his hands brush the side of Noct's face, breaking the kiss just long enough to meet his eyes. He was close, even if it took a bit longer than before.

"I want this," he said, as firmly as he could with a trembling lip, "I want you."

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starless_sky

Well, the water was washing away the attackers. Their scent was gone now, only the scent of shower products and Noctis remained.

He remembered how easy it was with Prompto before this. The way they could be so playful when they had sex. The way nothing else mattered, it was all so effortless... Prompto was responding to him but it all seemed so hesitant now. He just... maybe if he thought about it like they were back at square one. Like they were figuring each other out for the first time. Prompto was figuring himself out post-assault.

It was like Prompto was reading his mind. The way he met his eyes so suddenly and reminded him this was something he'd asked for. It was hard for Noct not to feel like he was being selfish and doing this because he didn't want to lose the comfort of their sex life... but of course... Prompto didn't either. Of course. He needed this too.

Noct nuzzled him and kissed that wibbling lip. "Whenever you want me... I'm always here." he felt himself getting close as soon as Prompto seemed like he was. He reached between them and took him in hand, stroking in time with his thrusts. He wanted Prompto to come first. Needed him to in fact.

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hajimetejanai

Prompto hoped Noct understood how much he appreciated him, how much he needed him. He was so patient and sweet and loved him unconditionally. Prompto would do anything for his mate, regardless of their bond as Alpha and Omega.

The feel of Noctis nuzzling up against him, kissing him softly, it was just as arousing, just as stimulating as the sex itself. And when Noct reached between them to touch him, his breath caught. Within a few strokes he was there, teetering on the edge. He started panting, breathing becoming rough and erratic, thin chest heaving as he came. He bowed his head, resting it on Noct's shoulder as he rode through the last of it, his lover's name on his lips.

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starless_sky

Prompto brought that out of him. It wasn't just him, Noctis loved hard in his own way. He bonded to people with his whole heart and sometimes that made it painful for him and thus he learned to withdraw. But Prompto... he couldn't help himself, he needed to love him with his entire being. And not just that but it wasn't just him. Prompto was the greatest love he'd ever had.

He was patient, eager, loyal, he could turn a bad mood into a good one, he could turn things around even when Noctis was in a stormy mood. Prompto was the one who kept them on course. He'd do anything for him even if he hadn't wanted to be his Omega.

He felt like they were back in their element at the end. The way Prompto breathed, they way he moved around him, and the feeling he got when they were both close. It was just like before. He groaned Prompto's name after three or four pumps. He was trying so hard to hold on and let Prompto finish first but he never could contain himself. The way Prompto came always got to him, he came in short order and rested his head against the tile, lips near Prompto's ear.

After a moment or two he slid out and gently let Prompto... no. he wasn't going to put him on his feet. He might have jelly legs after that. Noct carried him to the bench and set him down there. Then he flopped next to him.

He said nothing but took Prompto's hand in his and laced their fingers together.

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hajimetejanai

Prompto could feel Noct finish, and he held to him tightly, fingers moving from his cheek to run through his dark hair as he leaned on the tiled wall. For a few brief moments, as his name was on Noct's lips, as their bodies intertwined, Prompto could forget there was ever anything but this moment and what they'd built.

As Noct slipped out and reality settled back in, he already felt weak and exhausted, mentally and physically spent, the bruises and aches beginning to pulse out their familiar beat. He was relieved when Noct set him down on the bench, he wasn't sure his legs could have carried him much further.

Noct sat beside him and intertwined their fingers, a quiet reminder that things weren't as bleak as they seemed, that they'd always have each other. Prompto squeezed his hand gently in return, resting his head on Noct's shoulder in quiet gratitude.

"We'll be okay," he promised.

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starless_sky

Sitting in the steaming shower it seemed like everything might be alright. But as they finished and rested on the bench, Noctis though maybe that was an ill-conceived thought. Undoing the damage would take much longer to overcome than it took to cause.

"I know we will." Noctis rested his head on Prompto's and closed his eyes. "As long as we stay together." he knew whatever he said here would be next to meaningless. He couldn't give Prompto his strength, make him brave, or heal his emotional wounds. He had that all on his own. Noct could just stand by and support him as best he could.

"...Tell you what... I'll turn this shower off and carry you to bed. How's a nap sound?"

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hajimetejanai

Noct's solid weight beside him was a reminder of safety and security, and Prompto took his reminder to heart. He hoped he'd be able to feel safe like this when Noct wasn't around, but at the moment, leaving his side for any reason sounded awful. Together, yes, nothing would happen as long as Noct was with him.

"Good," he said softly, squeezing a little tighter, "you'll sleep too?"

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starless_sky

He wouldn't be comfortable letting Prompto out of his sight for a long time. For now he preferred to stay at home. Maybe they'd take time off from school. Maybe he's request their work be sent to them and they could finish it via correspondence.

"Yeah. I'm not leaving you." this might be one time that Noctis would have trouble falling asleep. But he'd lay with Prompto for his own benefit. Maybe he'd dose but he had a feeling he'd replay today's events instead. Not that he'd let Prompto know about that.

He turned the water off and began to towel them both dry. Then it was off to their enormous fluffy bed. Noct picked Prompto up bridal style and closed their door behind them. They had the high thread count sheets and Noct would just as soon sleep naked in them. He fell asleep after sex so often in this bed he was getting used to sleeping nude.

He crawled into the bed and held his arm out for Prompto. Hopefully they could spoon.

Edited Date: 2019-06-11 02:16 pm (UTC)

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hajimetejanai

Prompto didn't kick up a fuss when Noct wanted to carry him, dry him, take him to bed. He knew it helped Noct feel better, and if he was honest, it helped him too. He hoped Noct wasn't disappointed, or upset, they were usually so active together, playful and fun and enjoying one another. It felt different, like things were new and fragile again.

He didn't mind so much sleeping nude anymore, clothing often just seemed a waste of time between them, or made for more work in cleaning things later. He let Noct set him on the bed, then once he'd joined him, Prompto wasted no time in returning to his arms. He got in close, skin to skin, preferring Noct's shoulder to a pillow, and enjoying the closeness of his scent and the safety of his presence.

Though it was hard not to replay the day's events, it all felt like it'd happened days ago instead of hours, and he was exhausted in body and mind. At least his injuries didn't hurt so much, though some remained, they weren't painful, only some tender to the touch. He let his eyes close, his breathing slow and even, and was asleep within minutes.

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starless_sky

It was a bit ridiculous that he was this... mm... how to say it... controlling of Prompto? Overly nurturing? He knew it was a bit much. Maybe more than a bit. It was so strange, Noctis couldn't be bothered to take care of himself half the time but with Prompto it was so effortless, desirable even. He was taking his mate's agency away by doing this but lucky for him Prompto was forgiving. It gave him a pleasure he had never known to take care of Prompto in such a bodily way. How could he also reconcile the thought that additional things like feeding him weren't unwelcome thoughts? Was he getting creepy???

Clothes were often more things to clean and more time wasted when they had sex. Noctis had come to love when he and Prompto got in the mood and he had no stripping to do. Sleeping with skin contact wasn't bad either. He loved being so close to Prompto and in a time like this it was good for both of them.

He'd have to remember to get another potion when they woke up. He'd made a mental note to get it before they went to bed but then he sort of got caught up in the moment and... here they were.

Noctis slept a bit fitfully. He woke up several times and tried to nod off but he kept feeling like he needed to look around and check for intruders. He knew no one was present but guarding their nest was more important than sleep. He'd wait for Prompto to wake up and when he did he'd find some leftovers to eat or maybe he'd order in. Maybe that curry place they liked.

He could keep replaying the day's events, and he spent a good chunk of time doing just that but he also thought it could have been worse. They could have hurt Prompto more. They could have all raped him, they could have disfigured him, killed him even... Noctis put nothing past those three now. He held his mate close as he thought this and listened to his breathing and pet his hair. It could be so much worse. He had his mate here, they could recover. They were lucky.

Arctus was lucky to be alive.

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hajimetejanai

Coming from a home of neglect and solitude, one might think Prompto would have a hard time adjusting to all the attention Noct gave him, but really, it was all he wanted. As a kid, he'd craved affection, wanted attention, wanted to be cared for. Noct did all that and more for him, and while sometimes it seemed over the top, it made him happy to know he was so special to the one who meant everything to him.

If anything, it was one of the things he'd learned from this. That being away from Noct was dangerous. That his classmates could be cruel. That Noct was the constant, the one he could count on, the safe place. Maybe it was obsessive or needy or suffocating, but... hopefully Noct would understand.

While it was still early when they went to bed, Prompto didn't take long to fall asleep, though his dreams were anxious and dark, haunted phantoms that kept him from true rest. He felt Noct wake a few times in the haze of sleep, and hoped his own dreams weren't keeping Noct up. He nuzzled closer, clung tighter, til sleep would take him again and let him relax.

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starless_sky

Noctis could certainly understand. He'd been wanting for attention too. Or rather, he wanted for emotional intimacy and quality time, not exactly for personal time with people. He'd grown up surrounded by people and felt alone which was its own brand of sad loneliness. If doting on Prompto made his loneliness disappear he would dish it out in spades.

Prompto need not stray from him as long as he wanted. It was a lot of pressure to be someone's sole protector but he knew that going into this that being Alpha to someone meant he was responsible for them. He was Prompto's person, he'd always be the safe place, the protection, and the constant. Though, hopefully, Prompto could learn to trust others again and maybe venture out away from Noctis. Someday.

They were worn out, Noctis could sleep all night and then some, especially with his fitful sleep. Eventually, he just stayed up and listened to Prompto. That was enough for now. If Prompto's needs were being met he could be satisfied with that.

Quietly Noct's phone rang in the other room. He knew it had to be Ignis or worse, his father. Or worse... Clarus. He'd have to explain this to them. He needed to go check the thing... but he had to get up. He couldn't leave Prompto but he didn't need to be carrying him everywhere in the apartment.

His phone went to voicemail and began ringing again. Someone needed him badly. Figures. Gently, Noctis extracated his arm from Prompto and he kissed his face.

"...I'm going in the other room for a minute. I'll be back." and he crawled from the bed and headed quietly from their room. His phone was on it's third call by the time he reached it. It was his dad... great. At least it wasn't Clarus. Still, he answered. He had to get his explanation over with. How do you explain away murdering two of your classmates?

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hajimetejanai

Prompto was just starting to wake as Noctis shifted to free himself, a groggy sleep still clinging to him as his mate kissed his cheek and left the room. The words drifted over him in semi-consciousness, but didn't really sink in until he realized he'd been left alone. He startled into wide awake in a moment, clinging to the light sheets around him.

He tried to remind himself that he was safe here, that this was their home, that Noct would probably be right back, but his heart was already thudding loudly in his chest as panic rose. He pulled the sheets around himself and stumbled shakily out of bed, bare feet pattering over the floor til he saw Noctis. He was busy with a phone call, that was all. He shouldn't be so clingy, he was making a big deal of nothing, he told himself, but he couldn't help but walk over, standing behind Noct and hugging him around the waist, resting his head lightly on his back, but otherwise trying his best to stay out of the way.

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starless_sky

The room was quiet as Prompto startled awake. Noctis tried to keep his voice down as he answered his father's questions and he was grateful Prompto would be in their room out of earshot as he recounted the attack.

Until he felt hands close around his middle and a familiar figure press into his back. Guilt strabbed through him first. He shouldn't have left Prompto alone. Then he worried Prompto wouldn't appreciate the nature of his call with his father. He was recounting the things he saw but right now he was confirming what the glaives had reported with yes/no answers.

He covered Prompto's hands with one of his own as his father began with the open ended questions. Noctis tried not to sigh but he had to tell his dad something, this was likely the only time he had to discuss this and he knew the king wanted his side before he made any judgments.

"... Yes... No. It was locked... No... They attacked me after I got them off Prompto. I... I dunno... Let me ask."

Noctis looked over his shoulder.

"My dad needs to talk to me. Do you want to have him over here or I'll go to the citadel."

Edited Date: 2019-06-13 06:42 pm (UTC)