A/B/O Promptis bc omg yaaaaas

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It has been a miserable month so far. He thought he had everything, he thought he had the third astral in the bag, he'd finally make contact with Luna and convince her to join them. He'd finish this war against the empire and get the crystal back and everyone would go home. He could be with Prompto then, because he KNEW Luna would understand. Hell, she probably had someone else. He never felt like they were in love even through their notebook messages. They were friends forever but that was all it was, friendship. He was on the cusp of it, on the cusp of getting Luna away from the empire, the move that would turn the tides in this uphill battle but then everything changed and things went downhill and kept rolling down and down just getting worse. Luna died and Ignis was blind, darkness was falling, the daemons were getting worse, he was unhinged, he couldn't fucking focus, he was snapping at his friends, Gladio was at the end of his patience with it and they were getting further into imperial territory which just meant everything was going to be tougher. More security checks, tighter security checks. More guards... more events like how he and Prompto had to get off the train to fend off mechs. 

And gods, Prompto. Noct had... he didn't want to think about it and at the same time he couldn't get it out of his mind. Prompto's panicked face as he fell from the train. Standing there on the top watching as his body quickly shrank in the distance and was gone... the sinking feeling like he wanted to fall to his knees and maybe drop of after him. The horror of realising he was duped. That chase through the train was Prompto... he had thought in the back of his mind that the way Ardyn had been talking was weird, it wasn't his normal speech pattern but he hadn't... been thinking then. He was just so angry, he needed to avenge Luna, he needed to avenge his father. The crytsal. Insomnia.... what he'd said to him, he'd blamed Prompto for everything then threw him off the train. What must he think now? He'd told him he loved him, that he wanted to mark him, that he wanted to be his alpha back in high school and in Altissia he made it clear to Prompto his feelings hadn't changed but then Luna died and poor Prompto had kept a sensitive distance while Noctis withdrew from the world... it looked like he changed his mind didn't it? 

Prompto was alone and vulnerable to Ardyn... Ardyn. How could he let this happen? He would fix this, if he had to tear down every window and door in Gralea. But that may not be necessary. He was sure the asshole chancellor would place him in the keep. If it wasn't so damn hard to stop getting his hopes up every time there was an illusion. Every time it was an MT running ahead, dipping around a corner, or slumped in a chair Noctis' breath hitched and then his heart sank when it wasn't him. He started to wonder if it would only be illusions and maybe Prompto wasn't here after all. But then they headed into a chamber, one that didn't seem like the main path but just for completion he and Ignis and Gladio stepped inside. Down a musty hallway of cells.... and there he was. Or at least an image of him. He couldn't get the doors open fast enough. What was he in? Gods... Ardyn is going to pay for this. He didn't miss the circular saws on the table. He didn't want to think about it. He had to get him down, had to get Prompto out of that thing. 

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When he had first fallen from the train Prompto had been devastated but determined to survive. That was what had driven him to walk through the snow, no matter how much the cold had seemed to permeate his entire being. Then he had been at the facility where he had been confronted with the truth of Verstael Besithia and the meaning of the bar code on his wrist. He had thought it might have broken him, but in the end he had instead found purpose in finding his way back to Noct.

However, rather than triumphantly returning to his prince's side, he instead found himself captured and at the mercy of Ardyn. He was taunted, in that smooth, nonchalant voice, about how long he had been without his suppressants and how little it would take to bring on a heat. Then with just the right touch of his hands and an injection of Prompto-had-no-idea-what, all of Prompto's instincts overwhelmed him.

Ardyn didn't touch him like that again, didn't take him, no matter how much a lewd part of Prompto's mind wanted to beg for the attention of an alpha. Instead, Ardyn seemed to take pleasure in drawing out Prompto's desperation as much as possible. He was even hooked into a contraption that kept his arms spread out above his head, preventing him from touching himself to ease some of the pain, the need, that was overpowering all of his senses.

After hours of being lost in the heat, Ardyn's hand was on his face again and Prompto mewed and turned into the touch, but rather than it being the soothing comfort of an alpha, the immortal grabbed Prompto's hair, yanked his head to the side, and leaned forward to bite at his gland. The movement was brutal and deep, meant to mark.

Prompto screamed as a pain unlike any other he had ever experienced coursed through him. He knew marking would hurt, but a good alpha would do everything to ease that pain. He had believed that his marking would end up being enjoyable as Noct would be gentle, kind, and so attentive with him. It wasn't supposed to be a violation. Ardyn, as with everything, seemed to enjoy making such a scared thing obscene.

"There, there," Ardyn cooed after he pulled back. There was blood on his lips and Prompto could swear his eyes looked just like a daemon's.

Then he was gone and Prompto was left with dueling sensations in his body. His heat was still raging, pleading for an alpha - any alpha - to come and take him, while his neck throbbed and ached as everything inside of him fought against a bond being formed from the new mark.

At least that means I'm rejecting it, was the only lucid thought that came to his mind. He couldn't imagine how terrible his world would be if the mark had stuck and he was left with an unbreakable bond to that monster.


Ignis probably smelled him before the trio came into the room, but he couldn't force words out past the lump that formed in his throat fast enough to warn Noctis, who had barged on ahead with single mindedness. Usually, Ignis was so careful and sure with his words but this situation - it made him feel at a loss for them.

The scene that greeted them was a bruised and battered Prompto with a very red, swollen, and angry bite on his neck. He was glassy eyed, sweating profusely, and despite the pain he had to be in, his hips kept swaying and squirming, as if he thought he could get some kind of friction against the machine he was caught in. His clothes were soaked with sweat, saliva, and slick. Everything about him smelled like an omega desperate to be bred.

He didn't even seem fully aware that his friends had arrived, at least not until they started to pull him down from the torture device. And then he collapsed and reached out for Noct, desperate for an alpha - his alpha - to touch him.

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Ardyn had found it so delightfully fun to bring Prompto to the brink, just in time for his friends to find him, and for his lover. Oh, if only the lady Lunafreya was here to see this. Such a shame. But he was glad the mark was rejected, he didn't much care for the idea of being bonded to a little brat like that twink but he'd dispatch him if the bond took. He might show it off to Noct first, then snap his neck in front of him.

But alas, it wasn't meant to be. He's sitting in his control room and here comes the rescue patrol now.

Noctis was grabbing so hard at the restraints he didn't totally process just how powerful the scent was. He knew he was in heat, he knew it as soon as they entered the room and his heart fell for his friend... for his love. He tried not to think about it, tried not to react but the way Prompto was moving... the mewling, the mess in his clothes. The... everything. He wondered how long Prompto had been here and the implications made his blood boil. He was alone here, tied up surely to make a spectacle out of him but also to deny him a way to help himself through this.

Prompto collapsed onto the floor and Noctis felt himself changing, felt the need to mate spread through him. It wasn't unfamiliar, he had resisted this very urge for years since high school. They'd gone through so many ruts and heats together while never actually bonding. It killed him every time having to deny himself. But he never gave in, he didn't want to ruin Prompto's chances of finding someone else even if it broke his heart and he had to wear a mouthpiece during some ruts else he knew he'd bite him.

He couldn't stop it. Or rather, he didn't want to, he was too fed up, too tired, too close to his wit's end. Prompto was without his drugs, it was too late to stop it now, they just had to get through it.


Noctis reached forward when Prompto put his hand out for him. He forced a soothing tone in his voice, practiced from their time getting though his heats as teenagers. "Hey... Prompto. Can you hear me? Do you hear my voice? Listen to me... I want you to tell me if you are hurt, can you do that?" he crawled over to him, scanning him for any obvious injuries.

"Goddamn it..." Gladio sighed. "What a time for it. What a place."

"Surely this is the Chancellor's doing." Ignis need not ask the situation, the smell and Prompto's breathing were all he needed. Noctis was still looking over Prompto while holding his hand to help anchor him. He gave gentle instructions. "Let me see your arms. Let me see your legs. Are you in pain?" and it showed itself immediately. The mark, the red puffy mark. He paused, frozen when he saw it. At first glance he thought it was a legitimate mark. He darted forward glaring at it. Red puffy swollen skin... a rejection.... Ignis was right.

His thoughts grew dark. That monster.... that fucker. He was going to flay him alive.

"....It is..." he growled. "Of course it is..."

"Noct. This isn't the time for anger. Calm yourself. We must get Prompto to a suitable resting area." Ignis was already turning around and Gladio looked between him and Noctis and Prompto.

"We can take him back to the last bunk room we were in. It was pretty easy to patrol. Pretty out of the way."

"Then we must make haste. Noct, can you get Prompto up?"

"Yeah... yeah I got him." he was breathing slowly, tempering himself, bottling the anger. Prompto doesn't need his anger, Prompto needs his love and support, he needs his alpha.

"Prompto... can you stand? Do you want to stand with me? We need to walk now. I can help you stand or I can carry you. Do you want me to carry you?"

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As soon as Noct was holding onto him, Prompto already felt himself calming. Noctis was always able to do that. Just his scent was already working to clear a bit of Prompto's mind. It was easy to focus on each command and angle his arms and legs to be seen and examined. He was able to shake his head at each question of him being hurt or in pain.

The 'no' wasn't as truthful as he would have liked, though. His neck burned and ached in ways he couldn't describe and he winced when Noctis examined the rejected mark. Please don't hate me he wanted to say.

Instead all that came out was, "I knew... I knew you'd come find me." His hands gripped at Noct, clinging to him.

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Holding his hand helped Noctis too. He needed to see his mate, needed to take stock of the damage... and the scent. Surely Ardyn bit him there so the smell would be stronger too. It reeked of that monstrosity like a taunt. He couldn't get angry now, he had to be here for Prompto. This was his fault, he never would have left the train if Noct had kept his head on straight and not freaked out as soon as he saw the illusion. If he'd just paid attention to his speech patterns then he may have noticed and prevented this whole mess. But they were here now.

Prompto sounded so weak. He wasn't getting to his feet quickly so Noctis just put his arms around him. "Of course I did. I'm gonna pick you up." he scooped his lover up and followed after Ignis and Gladio. "I didn't mean to push you off the train, Ardyn made it look like you were him and he was you, I thought... I thought I was throwing him off." he sighed "I'm sorry, Prompto, this is all my fault." he kissed his temple. "I'm gonna fix this. Okay?" he isn't sure how but he is pretty certain he will have to do what he's always wanted and just be Prompto's alpha.

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"Okay..." Prompto agreed, but it wasn't clear if he had actually heard any of the rest of what Noct had said. He might just be agreeing for the sake of agreeing with his alpha. He moved up as Noct encouraged him and managed to put an arm around him and then leaned into nuzzling against his neck.

"Are we going somewhere with a bed?" he asked, his voice low and purposely alluring. "I need you so bad right now, dude." Even in the midst of heat, he couldn't quite escape his normal slang. "Noct, please."

All thoughts of the failing mark on his neck and the pain that radiated from it were easily pushed aside to focus on how desperately he wanted Noctis inside of him.

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Ignis and Gladio are just going to pretend they didn't hear that. Gladio wasn't really paying attention to them. He was too busy being the only one actually clearing the way for their group. Ignis was doing his best but he couldn't spot enemies unless it was with his ears... which wasn't half bad and Noct had Prompto in his arms so they were vulnerable. Strangely they didn't find any trouble all the way back to the bunk room.

Lucky for Prompto, his alpha would only suggest things in his best interest right now so mindlessly agreeing was a perfectly safe option. Noct kisses his temple again. "Shhh... shhh it's gonna be okay. We are going to somewhere with a bed." he glanced to see that Ignis and Gladio were far enough out of earshot before he continued "I'm gonna take care of you." he wanted to be the one, he wanted his own scent to be rolling off Prompto so everybody knew. He wanted to never fear for him during a heat again, no other alpha could claim him in a moment of weakness.

Gladio led the way to the bunkroom and Noctis got Prompto inside.

"Alright... you two... you got water and blankets in here?" Gladio looked around the room.

"Ah... yeah, looks like it. There's a supply locker in here." Noctis pointed to one. Gladio nodded.

"Good. I'm gonna lock this door. You still got that keycard?"

"Ah... yeah?"

"Use it and lock this door. Iggy and I will guard this place."

"What about you guys?"

"We'll be alright. If we have to we'll head to the bunkroom a ways back but I think we'll stay nearby." Noctis just stared at him. "The walls are pretty soundproof, don't worry about it kid... just get him better." he had to keep his distance. Even Gladio was getting a certain type of way smelling Prompto. He backed out the door. "You call me if anything changes, if you need anything. I don't like us stopping for this long but we don't have a choice."

"right... Gladio... thanks."

"Don't mention it." he closed the door and Noctis moved to lock it tight. He sighed and hurried to Prompto.

"I'm back... I'm here..." he took Prompto's face in his hands and kissed him softly. "It's gonna be okay now, Prompto."

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All that Prompto really saw was the bed. He moved to it and plopped down and then started to wiggle out of his clothing. It was too tight and too hot to keep on. He didn't even seem to care that all Gladio had to do was look into the room to see him stripping. He wasn't even fully aware that Gladio was even there.

What matted was Noctis and him coming closer. He moaned deeply at the kiss and then started pawing at his clothes, urging him to get out of them quickly.

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Gladio averted his eyes, he doesn't need to see or think about it. He had friends who went through the change too, he gets it. He really does. He hates that it has to be here but they have to make do with this. Good thing they at least have a private room they can go to.

Noctis tore his shirt off, then pulled his boots away and dropped his cargo pants and his underwear all in one go. He was needy and desperate too. This was a moment he'd fantasized about for so long. The day he'd finally get to mark Prompto as his own. He wasted no time. He adjusted Prompto so he was sitting between his legs and he was propped up on him just so such that he could position the head of his cock at his slick entrance. He knew from experience it wouldn't hurt going in, such was the nature of omegas. He pushed in slowly anyway, trying to be at least a little gentle. But even that desire was quickly evaporating and being replaced by a desire to hold Prompto down and fuck him into this mattress all night.

He groaned as he fit inside him. "Ahhh.... fuck. Prompto you feel so amazing." tight as a glove, he wants to say but he doesn't have the attention span for it. He's already thrusting shallowly, then deeper and faster. He leaned over his love and kissed him hard.

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The noise that Prompto made as he was entered was loud and blissful. He reached out to put his hands on Noct and returned the kiss, hungry and desperate to feel as much as he possibly could.

Every time Noct moved inside of him his vision cleared a bit, bringing the prince into sharp focus. He needed more, he needed the prince to take every inch of him.

"Noct," he cried out as they pulled back from the kiss to gasp for air. His own hips moved against Noct's body, trying to get his lover as deep as possible.

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He loves that noise. He loved it every time they did it as teens but this was stronger, a more potent response than he'd ever witnessed. It only served to turn him on more.

He grabbed Prompto by the hips and pulled him against himself as he thrust in deep. He kissed him again then moved on down his neck and... he had to think about it. He chose the other side of Prompto's neck than where his gland was. Normally he liked sniffing him there to drive himself a little more wild. Right now he dared not inflict any more pain on him... though if it weren't for that awful swelling he'd be marking Prompto himself right now.

"Prom.... Prom... stay with me." he wrapped his arms around him as he thust into his faster. "You close?" for the first round at least.

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Noctis's presence was influencing the failing mark as well. Already, Prompto couldn't feel the burn and sting of it as much. Noct's scent was helping Prompto expel the toxin that Ardyn had put inside of him.

It made it easier to focus on the heat and how it was effecting Prompto's mind state. "Yeah, close," he replied, driven to respond to his alpha's questions. "Please... please... Inside." He didn't want Noct to leave him. He wanted them to stay connected for as long as possible.

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He's glad for that but it will still take a few rounds before it was completely gone. Or gone enough that Noct would be comfortable biting into the sensitive flesh. He wanted that evildoer out of him, he'd get it out... all the toxin, all his damn poison. Prompto never had to guess who he blonged to again. No one else would have the chance to claim Prompto.

"Good... lay your head back." he grazed his teeth over Prompto's throat then left hickeys over his collarbone. There was a wet sliding sound as he moved in and out of him. Normally that might gross him out but now it just encouraged him. "So good, Prompto... so good." did he mean the sex or Prompto's behavior? Both? Either? He wouldn't specify. He wraps a hand around Prompto's cock and jacks him while he thrusts himself to a finish. He comes with a gasp and a groan and he thrusts as deep as he can go so he'll finish so far in him it won't even spill out. "Prom... fuuuuck Prompto." and he didn't expect to have a refractory period now. He didn't pull out either. He laid down against his lover and wrapped him in his arms, still inside him. He kissed his skin, anywhwere he could reach. Shoulders, arms, neck, chest.

"How do you feel, are you okay?" There were so many emotions, he felt so possessive right now, so dominant, so... like he wanted to fuck Prompto until he couldn't walk.

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Prompto couldn't last long with Noctis fucking him so perfectly and that hand on his cock. He came almost too shortly after that, body squeezing Noctis just a bit as he did. When Noctis came after that, Prompto still felt overcome with pure bliss.

This is what he needed. He needed Noctis to be inside of him, kissing him, comforting him. He needed to know that Noctis still cared for him, still wanted him. He knew they'd have to have a conversation sooner rather than later about his origins, but for now what mattered was Noctis telling him that he was good, that he was wanted.

His head cleared a bit. More lucid now that part of his needs had been fulfilled.

"Huh? I feel... full. Which is to say great. I feel great." After a moment he shifted his body a bit, still wanting to keep Noct inside of him but getting them both more comfortable. One of his arms snaked around Noctis's body.

"I meant what I said before. I knew you'd find me. I knew you'd..." He sighed a bit and his free hand went to his neck, covering the wound there. The swelling had already gone done considerably just from Noct's alpha pheromones and Prompto's desires over powering it.

"You still want me?" he asked, looking up at Noctis with eyes that were still glossy and far too vulnerable. Somehow that statement of affirmation had morphed into a question, like Prompto wasn't as sure any more when he thought about the way Ardyn had bitten him.

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Getting Prompto off fast was what he wanted. He could take his time and edge him later when they weren't so vulnerable... when this was all over and he had won he could spend all day in the bed with Prompto and make love to him rather than just fuck his brains out. They'd be mates then. Prompto would be his shortly... that thought alone was enough to make him start rutting again.

He was under no illusion that he was in control anymore. He knew damn well he was falling into a rut and fast. His cock wasn't quite engorged yet since this one didn't have time to start slowly and build momentum. But since he found Prompto and been exposed to his scent and the pheromones... even his suppressants were failing him. They weren't designed to withstand the onslaught of being in love with a vulnerable omega who's only hope is your dick.

When he thinks of it like that how could any alpha resist?

Prompto looked a bit better now, he sounded better. He seemed aware of his surroundings though Noct knew he wasn't close to being ready to head out again. "Me too. I feel squeezed tight." he liked how tight Prompto was, no matter how often they did it, he was a snug fit and Noct thought they fit together perfectly, same as when they hugged. Prompto always fit into his body just like they were carved out for each other.

"Of course I was going to find you, after that bastard... tricked me into pushing you off the train... I had to get to you." he eyed Prompto's hand as it moved to his forced mark. It was well on its way to rejection. Soon he'd be able to leave his own mark and he was sure that one would remain for life. He imagined that... in just a few minutes he'd be able to mark him forever. His dick twitched at the thought as it was swelling up. He couldn't pull out of Prompto even if he wanted to.

"Still want you? Like in general or right now? Either way the answer is yes." he smiled at him softly. "What kind of question is that?" he hated that look in Prompto's eyes and he wanted to dispel it. He hoped he could with his next words. "I want to replace his mark with my own... if that's okay..."

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At that request, Prompto could only look at Noctis with his mouth open in surprise for a moment. He had always wanted that between the two of them, but to hear Noctis say it, he seems stunned and overwhelmed.

Yes, almost everything inside of him screams. He hesitates though, Noctis doesn't know everything yet. How can he expect Noct to mark him without knowing everything about him.

"I..." he started. "I need to talk... first..." He groans a bit and squirms his hips. His heat is dragging him back to a haze. "About me. What I am."

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He could see the acceptance in his eyes. The mouth open wide and the excited eyes. He was already grinning but then nothing came out of Prompto. Or rather he did speak but it wasn't the things he expected to hear. Prompto had some baggage to air, alright fine.

"What you are? An omega? My friend?" he paused. A... former chubby kid? Noctis never had a problem with that, he assumed Prompto understood that after their talk on the rooftop that one night. But he's squirming, the heat won't relent and they don't have long but he tries to buy some time and he barely grinds Prompto. Just enough stimulation to abate the heat for a moment or so. Enough to let him talk but not enough to get him distracted. He kissed his chin and his jaw, his shoulder and his collarbone.

"So talk. Whatever it is." he doesn't say the rest but he will accept whatever Prompto says because he knows he won't tell him something deal breaking. He isn't even nervous right now as he kisses his skin to amuse himself while he listens.

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Prompto whined slightly with need as the simulation starts but it melts into a little groan thanking Noctis for being so thoughtful.

"I..." He began, then his face narrowed a bit and he let himself enjoy this moment of being so connected to his best friend. He wasn't sure he'd get more after the confession. "I'm not Lucian. I'm one of them... I was born, well, created, by the Empire. That's what this..." He reached up and tugged down his arm band. "Was hiding." The barcode tattoo was clearly on display once he moved his hand back. "They created me but I got smuggled out when I was a baby. My adopted parents raised me in The Crown City but I'm not... I'm not..."

This topic was getting too emotional. His eyes shined a bit with tears. His heat promised to be much more comforting than this had been and he was tempted to let his mind slip back into that warm, needy place.

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He was glad it seemed to be working. The slight grind was working, though it was a slight distraction perhaps. Or did Prompto just not want to say what he had to say? Watching his lover hesitate and think so deeply on the words indicated it was the latter. But he moved on and Noctis... well he hadn't expected that but he also wasn't that surprised. He'd noticed Prompto's wristband that never left him. Who could miss it? He used to try to pull it off during sex only to have his hands smacked away. He had no idea what the deal was with that ugly worn wristband, he thought it was the band but then they grew older and Prompto replaced it. It was his wrist. Noctis knew that much and nothing else. He wouldn't press for details if Prompto wasn't comfortable revealing them.

But now it comes out, finally. At last he knows and... well what was he expecting, some big explosion? He knew the MTs were people at this point. The way that one reached for him through bars... the way Ardyn waxed on about them like he had a secret burning a hole in his pocket. He didn't have to think too hard to figure it out even before Ardyn's big sickening reveal.

So Prompto was one of those unfortunate souls made to be an MT. He was rescued, good thing. Why not others? Why only him? He'd likely never know those answers... but Prompto needed an answer from him.

"Okay... so who cares where you were born? You're with me now, you're one of us. You're a Lucian, you were raised in the crown city and you're one of my citizens... you're my favorite citizen." he smiled. He hated to see those tears but they stand a testament to just how big this was for Prompto and how long he carried this alone. The same as his weight... he could have come to Noct sooner, he wouldn't have cared.

He takes his wrist, looking at the barcode briefly before kissing it softly. "This changes nothing."

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Prompto honestly wasn't sure if he wanted to laugh or cry. Noctis so easily accepted him. He wondered why he had been so worried before. He had spent his time in the snow so sure that Noctis wanted nothing more to do with him, but now here they were, naked and connected, and Noctis was fully accepting him.

He supposed if the prince said he was a citizen, that meant he was one. He twisted his arm to reach up for Noct's face after the kiss and stroked his cheek with his thumb.

"Your favorite huh?" he asked and then rocked his hips in a tantalizing way. "Favorite enough to fuck me again?" he asked. He couldn't ignore that heat for long, and the relief of Noct still wanting him let him easily slip into it.

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He wasn't sure either but Prompto had his own hangups that had nothing to do with other people and Noctis got that. He understood that a lot. So he would never force Prompto to say anything he wans't ready to say.

But the hands on his face were a nice relief. They hadn't lost the mood entirely and he pushed into those hands. He wanted another kiss.

"I guess... I mean I am already inside you so it'd be a waste of a good erection not to fuck you... but for the record. It's you and only you. If I don't have you, I'll be alone, that simple... now I didn't hear your answer... do you want my mark or not?" What a way to propose marriage.

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Prompto arched his hips into Noct and whined softly. It was so hard to think as his body started to crave more friction every second. He rolled his hips, rocking into Noctis to get him to move more purpose.

"Only since we were teenagers, buddy," he groaned softly. "For my whole life, basically."

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"Good. As soon as the swelling goes down then." he thrust into him properly, going deep and hard. He was breathing quickly and shallow, he gave into the heat then. He took Prompto's hands and held them over his head. He kissed him hard and fucked him quickly and hard into the mattress.

"Shoulda done this years ago."

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Prompto can't really respond verbally any more, but he moans in a way that seems to imply he couldn't agree more. He reaches up to grip at the bed posts, to give his body leverage and let him push back into Noctis's thrusts. It feel like no matter how deep the prince goes, Prompto just wants more and more, until both of them feel utterly spent.

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He drinks that up. The moaning, gripping the bunk frame, arching against him. Prompto was doing everything right, he was a sexual icon to Noctis, the only one Noctis wanted and he wanted him more than his next breath if that could be believed. He was a one-love kind of man and he loved Prompto more than anything. That was a cliche but Noctis really did. Prompto was his whole world, even if he couldn't muster up the balls to just say that to him.

He fucked him hard and deep and soon he was breathing like he was running. Not from exhaustion but from an impending orgasm. He tried to say his love's name but it came out more like a growl. He bared his teeth, they chattered a bit. He wasn't sure if he wanted to fuck the blond or eat him. He settled on the former and groaned when he came. He was knotted to him, nothing could spill out and in that moment he allowed himself to fantasize. Maybe when this was over Prompto might already be carrying his child. That brought a smirk to his face. He could just see it now.... he couldn't wait to enjoy his new scent while he was pregnant. He wanted to see it, taste it, and more than those he wanted to expand his pack.

But he didn't even have his omega properly yet as he tried to nuzzle against his neck and sink his teeth in, he smelled the toxic scent from Ardyn, stronger now to his senses when he was in a rut. Or rather he was just so sensitive to them. He growled low again as if he was going to attack but he turned his head and moved away, he tucked his head into Prompto's other shoulder and nibbled the skin there. Not yet... he still had that much control. Enough not to go wild on Prompto for smelling like another alpha.

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Once the knot had secured Noctis in place, Prompto could feel nothing but pure bliss. He came again just from that and cried out as pleasure took him once more. He was going to be a sticky mess when this was over, but he could hardly care now.

When Noctis was at his neck he was still coming down from his climax, so he didn't have the right mind to whimper with guilt over having another alpha's bite in the spot. For now, the wound throbbed for a moment, reminding Prompto it was there. He turned his head in an effort to hide it.

"Fuck..." he muttered, focusing on the after wave from their sex and the way that Noct was still securely inside of him. His head a bit clearer when the knot was inside of him, as his heat felt fulfilled and satisfied at least for a moment.