[ prompto wants to point out that he should care because he might get thrown into sex jail, and he really, really, really, really doesn't want to try to bail him out of that. still, he's not actually completely undressed, sitting on the edge of his bed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and almost having a heart attack when noct literally comes through the damn window. ]
You're crazy, you know that? [ he laughs though, getting up to go over to the window so he can help him inside, and then, casually, he loops his arms around noct's shoulders. ] Sure you're not too tired now? [ it's a casual tease, leaning into him so they're huddled close together. ]
[Noct's a bit winded and out of breath but smiling nonetheless. His hands wrap tightly around Prompto's waist, foreheads touching gently when he leans in a bit.]
I've been told, [he replies cheekily. Also, he promised- he's never one to break a promise given.]
Do I look tired to you? [He's wide awake and aware of every little details on Prompto's face.]
[ he closes his eyes for a second, just soaking in the contact. all this stuff between them is just... it's a lot. sometimes, prompto wants to talk to him about it and figure out where they stand, but as always, the thought of rejection keeps his tongue tied.
prompto grins at him. ]
Dunno. Maybe a little... [ but he only laughs at the tease, tilting his head so their noses brush. ] Still can't believe you came in like that. [ the statement is punctuated by the slightest, shyest kiss to the corner of noct's mouth. ]
[Noct's hands slip from around Prompto's back to have fingers dance up his side playfully, in a tickling manner.]
You know I keep my promises, [he says quietly, breath catching a little when Prompto's lip kiss the corner of his lips. Is... is it really fine if he goes straight for the kiss. For now, he'll let his lips just gently ghost over Prompto's, like an invitation.]
[ but he's not quite arguing since, well, noct is enticing him like that, and he turns his head just enough to press their mouths together. more than anything, he wants to talk about this, about them, but he's usually too nervous to do that. so, he just presses close and pulls him in even closer. he nuzzles against his cheek. ] But I still wanna...
[ there's a lift of his shoulder. they had been talking about blowjobs, so noct better get comfortable somewhere. ]
[Noct's laugh is quiet, silenced by the lips over his own. It feels almost surreal to be kissing him like this and have him in his arms and be in his arms. And it's overloading him almost to the point of bursting and doing something reckless.
But Prompto's nuzzle against his cheek is gentle and keeps him in check and Noctis takes a sharp inhale at the words, eyes trying to make out Prompto's face in the dimly lit room.]
Yea... still wanna what?
[It's a tease, just to hear him say it, because Noct can be evil like that.]
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You're crazy, you know that? [ he laughs though, getting up to go over to the window so he can help him inside, and then, casually, he loops his arms around noct's shoulders. ] Sure you're not too tired now? [ it's a casual tease, leaning into him so they're huddled close together. ]
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I've been told, [he replies cheekily. Also, he promised- he's never one to break a promise given.]
Do I look tired to you? [He's wide awake and aware of every little details on Prompto's face.]
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prompto grins at him. ]
Dunno. Maybe a little... [ but he only laughs at the tease, tilting his head so their noses brush. ] Still can't believe you came in like that. [ the statement is punctuated by the slightest, shyest kiss to the corner of noct's mouth. ]
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You know I keep my promises, [he says quietly, breath catching a little when Prompto's lip kiss the corner of his lips. Is... is it really fine if he goes straight for the kiss. For now, he'll let his lips just gently ghost over Prompto's, like an invitation.]
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[ but he's not quite arguing since, well, noct is enticing him like that, and he turns his head just enough to press their mouths together. more than anything, he wants to talk about this, about them, but he's usually too nervous to do that. so, he just presses close and pulls him in even closer. he nuzzles against his cheek. ] But I still wanna...
[ there's a lift of his shoulder. they had been talking about blowjobs, so noct better get comfortable somewhere. ]
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But Prompto's nuzzle against his cheek is gentle and keeps him in check and Noctis takes a sharp inhale at the words, eyes trying to make out Prompto's face in the dimly lit room.]
Yea... still wanna what?
[It's a tease, just to hear him say it, because Noct can be evil like that.]