Game Inbox - Duplicity

[nocts]

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[nocts]

[Noctis doesn't pull away and yes- he swallows as much as he can, considering how hard Prompto's hands were holding him in place. The bigger part of it went down, making a bit of a mess on Noct's chin as he pulls up, looking like a cat that caught canary. Or in this case, a Chocobo.

He sits up, pushing a drip from the chin with his finger up to his mouth and sighs, looking content- despite that he's showing off an erection himself. Prompto looks so good sprawled like that. His lips twitch and he completely takes off Prompto's underwear, tossing it aside, and leans down to trail kisses up Prompto's stomach to his chest.]

Delightful.

[burstmodes]

[ so that? probably one of the hottest things he's ever seen, but he doesn't get a chance to really look much because noct is kissing him and he's wiggling under him, huffing out some noncommittal sound as his fingers slip from his hair to his shoulders. then, he's trying to tug him up so they're flush together and he can nuzzle at his cheek. ]

Mmm. [ it's a mindless hum, hooking a leg around noct to hold him close. he can feel how hard he is just from that, and prompto lazily lifts his hips to grind against him. ] You want me to do something about this? [ another press of his body against noct's, and he loops an arm around his back, trying to hold him close. he loves this, he decides in that moment. he loves how comfortable they are together and how hot the sex always is. he just loves noct, and he wants to tell him so badly that it almost burns its way out of him. but rather than say anything, he just mouths at his jaw. ] Or maybe you wanna do something else?

[ he means the part where he rolls over and noct fucks him. but he's honestly very easy right now. super, super easy. ]

[nocts]

[That roll of Prompto's hips makes Noctis groan way too easily. He didn't even think about how aroused he actually is until this hips deliciously pressed up against his and now his vision is a bit hazy. Filled with Prompto's kisses to his jaw and his touches, fingers all over his skin and it's almost too much.

He doesn't know what he wants, Prompto is making it really hard to make a coherent train of thought right now. So he speaks when he gets some semblance of dignity and isn't pushing his hips roughly against Prompto's.]

You... let me do whatever I want to you. So what do you want? [Noct's tongue trails a hot path over Prompto's neck to his ear,] I'll give you anything you ask for.

[burstmodes]

[ it's a lot harder for him to think when he's swimming in the haze of being both tipsy and swimming in the afterglow of an orgasm, but prompto really tries get his tongue to work, wishing he'd had the foresight to bring lube to their little floor party. all of that is back in his bedroom, and he's mourning the idea that they'd have to stumble their way there. still, he tilts his head back to give noct room as he kisses him, his body warm and gently easing them into a jerky rhythm where he's grinding against noct. ]

Lemme think... [ except there's really no thinking about it at all because his brain has turned itself off. ] Really wanna feel you in me right now, but pretty sure it'd take too long. [ if only he'd thought about doing something about it ahead of time, though an idea occurs to him as he drags his fingers through noct's hair. ] What if I rolled over and you did it between my thighs?

[ good thing he's drunk because he'd have had a really tough time saying that out loud sober. ]

[nocts]

[Good thing they are both tipsy because Noct would be as red as that tomato he hates. But right now, he's just merely flushed from the attention and arousal and he wants, needs more.

And Prompto's suggestion makes such a hot mental image for him he's surprised it didn't bring him close to the edge just thinking about it.]

Turn around... [Noct breathes hotly, barely holding himself back from turning Prompto himself. But he can control himself. For now.]