[ he hums under his breath, trying to press into the slide of noct's fingers and even the kiss he gives him. but it's not enough, and prompto's close to whining about it, though it gets stuck somewhere when his fuzzy brain finally processes what it is noct is saying. ]

Oh... [ he laughs, and then, without any finesse, he leans away and plops back down on the pillows. and spreads his legs a little. ] Okay, I'm so down for that. [ there's a pause. ] Wait, did you, uh, want me to do you first? Or we could go at the same time? Never tried that before, but I've seen some stuff.

[ oh em gee why can't he shut up. sorry, noct, he knows this isn't sexy. ]