Yeah - well - more like I spent most of the morning playing king's knight. [ Alright, maybe not the most romantic or sexy thing to say. But he figured Prompto wouldn't be too put out by it.
And fuck he loves the way Prompto squirms under him. That little hiss of breath. And he's more than happy to oblige Prompto’s request. His free hand runs up Prompto’s side, and curls along the side of his neck as Noctis brings his lips to Prompto's. All open mouthed, tongue darting in to taste him, the way he knows Prompto likes.
He pulls back after a few moments, breathless as he looks down at Prompto. His hand slides down Prompto's arm, from where the ties bind his wrists to his shoulder, Noctis’ eyes dark with desire, pupils blown wide.
He pulls his fingers out, and grabs the lube again. He sits back on his heels for a moment to slick a generous amount over his cock before leaning over Prompto again. His teeth bite at his lower lip, a groan in the back of his throat as he slowly pushes himself into Prompto. ]
You feel so good - fuck Prompto - so good - [ He half says, half kind of mumbles out as he starts to thrust. ]
[if anything, it makes prompto count his blessings. praise the gods that noct likes king's knight almost as much as prompto does. who doesn't want their boyfriend to be a cute little gaming nerd?
prompto moans as he's entered, an absolute vision of tousled blond hair and freckles and pretty pink skin; he pulls hard against his wrist ties as he's fucked, almost as if to reinforce the illusion of helplessness. he looks at noct, and at noct inside him, and suddenly he wants nothing more than for noctis to dominate him completely.]
Yeah? — good — I wanna make you — feel so, so good —
[ It takes a lot for Noct not to just completely fall apart at that. The way Prompto looks, all flushed and lips swollen. His wrists above and straining against the ties. And always so willing, so eager to do whatever Noctis wanted, whatever would make him feel good.
Mine He can't help but think in moments like this. A possessive little thought as he looks down at Prompto. And he leans down, drags his mouth along the side of Prompto’s neck as he thinks it. Sucks his earlobe in between his lips. ]
Prompto… [ He moans out, all breathless and needy before he sits back up.
His hands move to Prompto's hips, fingers digging into his skin a bit roughly. Noctis pulls almost all the way out, only to slam back into Prompto. He starts a relentless pace like that, his teeth digging into his own lip as he watches Prompto. ]
[having forgotten completely about the camera, prompto gasps and pants and moans utter obscenities, all for his boyfriend's benefit; since he can't move his arms, he wraps his legs around noct's waist, squeezing tight, forgetting how to breathe, how to think, how to do anything but take noct's cock with unabashed adoration...]
Oh, damn, that's — that's so good, Noct, I'm s-so close —
[ He slams into Prompto unapologetically, fingers digging into his hip bones, leaving bruises in their wake. And every word Prompto says, every moan and obscenity and every Noct brings Noctis that much closer. As much as Prompto might look the more submissive, tied to the bed and all but begging to be wrecked, Noctis knows he's just as hooked. That there was nothing that could get him off like watching Prompto get off.
He braces a hand to the mattress, his other moving from Prompto's hip to wrap fingers around his cock. Noctis strokes him as he thrusts. His eyes locking on Prompto’s and he knows he's just as close. ]
I want - come for me, Prompto - I want you - [ It's a bit disjointed, all low and gravelly as he tries to form words while he's completely lost to the way Prompto feels and looks and sounds. ]
[the hands stroking his cock finally push prompto over the edge, bringing him to a roaring climax that tears through him and spreads through to his toes and fingers; it leaves him utterly spent, chest heaving as he gasps for breath and tries in vain to bring his hands to noct's face.]
[ Noctis isn't much further behind Prompto, finding release with a shudder and a few obscenities of his own. His hand pressing into the mattress gives out and he sort of crumples down to the bed, half on Prompto. Everything feels the most amazing kind of hazy. Just ripples of pleasure running through him and the feel of Prompto’s heart hammering away.
He lifts his head at Prompto’s words, holding his gaze with a goofy little smile before he cups Prompto’s face with his hands. ]
I love you too.
[ He leans in and kisses Prompto. Almost comically sweetly given what just transpired and Prompto's hand still bound to the bed post.
Noctis pulls back and leans up to tug at the ties. The knots on which having gotten tighter from Prompto pulling against them. He swears softly under his breath but gets them loose. He tosses them to the side of the bed as he lays back down beside Prompto. Noct gently lifts Prompto’s hand, turns it over to inspect and presses a soft kiss to the red marks on his wrist. ]
[prompto groans appreciatively when the ties are loosened, immediately throwing his arms around noct's neck and pulling him in for another kiss; he nibbles sweetly on noct's bottom lip, running his hands through noct's hair again and again. he probably shouldn't mention it, but he likes the way noct smells when he's a little sweaty after sex.]
Nah. Kinda aches, but... it feels really nice.
[prompto smiles dreamily up at noctis, turning one hand so that he can rub one of noct's ears with soothing, slow movements of his thumb.]
[ There’s a contented hum as Prompto rubs his ears, and he leans into the touch. He reaches for Prompto’s other hand and starts to rub his fingers along his wrist and then up the muscle in his forearm. Noctis’ body feels like jello, his mind a hazy quiet still that only focuses on Prompto. He loves it. He loves the sex but he loves this too. The way everything just feels so perfect. Gone is the real world, his constantly too long to do list and pressing matters. There’s nothing but Prompto and him and Noctis would stay there forever if he could.
He grins a little at Prompto’s words, a sort of dazed one. He leans over Prompto and takes a moment to run his fingers along the side of his neck, up into his hair before he leans down and kisses him softly. ]
Not as perfect as you.
[ He gives another soft kiss and then leans to reach for the phone on the table. The low battery warning is flashing, but the video still running. He switches it off as he lays back down beside Prompto, his free hand grabbing Prompto’s arm to wrap it around himself as he lays down. ]
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[prompto goes along with the arm-wrapping, squeezing noct's waist as he snuggles in close and sighs contentedly. these are the moments he lives for — nothing to worry about, nothing to think of except for the
except noctis isn't really a prince to noctis. he's a pretty terrible prince, objectively. he likes video games and comic books, and he sucks at taking care of himself, and he probably talks to animals more than he talks to people. but prompto's a lot of the same things anyway, and, damn it, all of that only makes noct even more of a perfect boyfriend.
his movements are sleepy and slow in the afterglow, which is rare, since prompto isn't usually so careful and slow while moving. his hands slide up and down noctis's side with an unhurried, lazy lecherousness.]
You better share that video with me when I'm feeling lonely, babe.
[ He shivers a little under the touch, his body still in that blissful post sex state and every little movement feels amazing. Or maybe, he thinks, it was just that it was Prompto's hand sliding up his side, Prompto's fingers dancing along his skin. The intimacy of it all is not lost on him the least.
Especially as Prompto mentions the video. And Noct is not unaware of the sheer trust and faith he puts in his boyfriend through all of this. The dirty pics, the dirty texts, the video they just shot. It never for one second goes through his mind that Prompto might let that fall into the wrong hands. And as Prompto asks for it to be shared Noctis' only thought is how he's not only lucky enough that Prompto enjoys that Noctis' behavior between the sheets is probably so far from "princely" it's laughable, he actively encourages it.
He gives Prompto a teasing smirk, shifting so that he can press his lips against Prompto's torso as he talks. ]
I thought I was blackmailing you with it? [ He asks with a laugh. He picks his phone back up from beside him as he keeps kissing Prompto and then settles his head on Prompto's chest. He pulls up the video, angling the phone so they can both see as it starts to play. ] I should tie you to the bed more - [ He muses with a playful smile ] You looked so good like that. [ And the video only gets about ten seconds in before the battery calls it quit and the device shuts down. ]
[prompto lets out a disappointed groan as the battery breathes its last and begs to be charged.]
Aw, man!
[it's weird to see himself on video, as it always is, but he wants so badly to know how noct looks from a third person's point of view when they're having sex. he blows out a disappointed breath and makes a wry face.]
I was serious about the blackmailing thing, you know. [he acts out, in comically villanous and helpless voices:] You can be all, "If you don't want this getting out, suck me off!" and I'll be like, "Oh no! Not that! I'll do anything you want!" and you can be like "How's my sausage taste?" and I'll be like, "It's delicious, please delete the video!"
[he watches. way too much. crappy porn.]
And then you could pretend to delete it, but reveal that you've taken another video, so the whole cycle starts all over again...
[ Noctis lets the phone fall back to the bed. He has absolutely no idea where the charger even is to plug it in.
He watches Prompto go onto his tangent, makes a face at the words how's my sausage taste. But he laughs anyways. The whole thing is utterly ridiculous but he loves how animated Prompto gets.
Noctis moves over Prompto, grabs his wrists and holds them to the bed lightly as he leans in to kiss him, still laughing a little. ] Prompto - [ He starts as he pulls back, an amused look on his face. ] You really need to start watching better porn.
Aw, c'mon. [he willingly lets noctis pin him to the bed, smiling broadly at the laughter his ridiculous rambling has elicited.] I like the cheesy stuff, you know? Classics. Sometimes I watch porn just to get involved in the plot.
[he turns his head on the pillow, giving noctis a bit of a side-eye look.]
[ He's kissing a trail down Prompto's neck and stops to laugh at the mention of porn and plot. ] Promoto, I love you.
[ He leans up and presses a kiss to Prompto's nose with a playful grin. ]
If you have any idea where my phone charger is I can show you my new favorite one. [ He goes back to kissing Prompto's throat as he talks. ] I saw this one last night that made me think of you. There were suits involved, reminded me of when you went down on me in the bathroom during that stupid dinner I dragged you to. [ The blowjob had been the only actual highlight. Some fancy affair, the kind that Noctis absolutely hated with too many forks and too much small talk. ]
[prompto would offer to get the charger for him, but noct seems so comfy at the moment that he's not going to bother. he continues to stroke noctis's hair; it's so silky that it seems to slip straight through his fingers.]
What're you in the mood for? Pizza? Fried chicken? Burgers?
[ He could drift off with Prompto's fingers running through his hair - and had before - but his hunger was winning out this time. He snuggles in closer. ]
Pizza. Pizza sounds good.
[ He laughs. ] You'll have to call it in though. [ Because there was no way he was moving just yet to go get his charger. ]
[prompto has to think about what to order for a moment. two hungry guys can demolish a pizza easily, sure, but prompto doesn't want to overstuff himself and get fat. they'll probably be okay with just one. he has to do an awkward reach with his toes to get his pants off the ground without moving away from noctis — but he manages it in the end, bringing up the local pizza place and dialing their number with a yawn.]
Hey, can I get a large pizza — what? Oh! Yeah, that! Wow, you remember me? Hahaha! Yeah, the usual. Same address. Thanks, man.
[prompto switches his phone off, still chortling, and tosses it on the bed.]
Guy at the pizza place remembers our order. What a pal.
[ Noctis laughs, his hand trailing an idle pattern up Prompto's torso. ]
I think that's a sign we're failing at this adult thing.
[ Noctis can count on one hand the amount of times he's actually cooked in the past year. It was just so much easier to let Ignis handle it, or order in when Ignis wasn't there. His Dad had long since giving up on lecturing the habit when the credit card statements came and Noctis' was almost nothing but take out and delivery. ]
Whatever. I'm taking a gap year. I don't have to be an adult yet.
[they should probably throw on their clothes so prompto doesn't wind up startling the pizza guy when he answers the door naked — but they've got time before that happens. the muscles in prompto's waist squirm as he wiggles his body as if trying to get away from noct's fingers, but he's smiling. he reaches out to stroke noct's cheek.]
...And I guess... I dunno. You're the prince, huh? Do you even need to go to university?
Aren't you supposed to use that to you know, travel or something? Not just screw around with your boyfriend?
[ He's clearly teasing, and definitely not complaining, a bit of a laugh as he moves over Prompto. He braces his hands against the mattress and leans in to kiss Prompto's lips lightly before moving down his neck.
His hand moves from the light touch to something more purposeful as it slides back down Prompto's side. He hums against Prompto's neck. ]
I think Ignis signed me up for some classes - something about well rounded education creating well rounded leaders. [ He says it in the way he usually discusses anything to do with his responsibilities. Neither excited, or particularly put out. Just stating a fact. ]
Well, I'm supposed to use it to figure out what to do with my life... but that's pretty obvious, right? I'm probably going to get into photography. I just don't know if I should apply for a program, or... just start picking up jobs straight out of high school. 'Cause you don't really need a degree for that kind of thing, just a portfolio...
[that kiss only prompts more kisses from prompto — betcha can't have just one — but he tilts his head back so that noct can have full access to his neck to do whatever he likes.]
If you ever need a study break, I'm here. [he says that in the same way some people suggest making booty calls. though, in all honestly, he's probably just saying noctis can booty call him whenever he wants.]
[ There's a little twinge of jealousy as Prompto rambles about this plan. A plan of Prompto's own choosing. One that Noctis is sure some might view as maybe foolish given it wasn't necessarily a traditional career path, but Noctis has no doubt Prompto has the talent to pull it off. He wonders idly what that would be like, to get to choose. But he shoves the thought from his mind as he keeps kissing down Prompto's neck. ]
I'd hire you - [ He starts, lips brushing against Prompto's skin as he talks. ] - every royal needs an official photographer, right.
[ His hand keeps moving down, runs low along Prompto's abdomen and he gives him a suggestive look. ] Study break or study help? Because I think you're missing a golden opportunity here for some flashcards and a system of rewards and punishments for right or wrong answers.
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And fuck he loves the way Prompto squirms under him. That little hiss of breath. And he's more than happy to oblige Prompto’s request. His free hand runs up Prompto’s side, and curls along the side of his neck as Noctis brings his lips to Prompto's. All open mouthed, tongue darting in to taste him, the way he knows Prompto likes.
He pulls back after a few moments, breathless as he looks down at Prompto. His hand slides down Prompto's arm, from where the ties bind his wrists to his shoulder, Noctis’ eyes dark with desire, pupils blown wide.
He pulls his fingers out, and grabs the lube again. He sits back on his heels for a moment to slick a generous amount over his cock before leaning over Prompto again. His teeth bite at his lower lip, a groan in the back of his throat as he slowly pushes himself into Prompto. ]
You feel so good - fuck Prompto - so good - [ He half says, half kind of mumbles out as he starts to thrust. ]
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prompto moans as he's entered, an absolute vision of tousled blond hair and freckles and pretty pink skin; he pulls hard against his wrist ties as he's fucked, almost as if to reinforce the illusion of helplessness. he looks at noct, and at noct inside him, and suddenly he wants nothing more than for noctis to dominate him completely.]
Yeah? — good — I wanna make you — feel so, so good —
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Mine He can't help but think in moments like this. A possessive little thought as he looks down at Prompto. And he leans down, drags his mouth along the side of Prompto’s neck as he thinks it. Sucks his earlobe in between his lips. ]
Prompto… [ He moans out, all breathless and needy before he sits back up.
His hands move to Prompto's hips, fingers digging into his skin a bit roughly. Noctis pulls almost all the way out, only to slam back into Prompto. He starts a relentless pace like that, his teeth digging into his own lip as he watches Prompto. ]
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[having forgotten completely about the camera, prompto gasps and pants and moans utter obscenities, all for his boyfriend's benefit; since he can't move his arms, he wraps his legs around noct's waist, squeezing tight, forgetting how to breathe, how to think, how to do anything but take noct's cock with unabashed adoration...]
Oh, damn, that's — that's so good, Noct, I'm s-so close —
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He braces a hand to the mattress, his other moving from Prompto's hip to wrap fingers around his cock. Noctis strokes him as he thrusts. His eyes locking on Prompto’s and he knows he's just as close. ]
I want - come for me, Prompto - I want you -
[ It's a bit disjointed, all low and gravelly as he tries to form words while he's completely lost to the way Prompto feels and looks and sounds. ]
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[the hands stroking his cock finally push prompto over the edge, bringing him to a roaring climax that tears through him and spreads through to his toes and fingers; it leaves him utterly spent, chest heaving as he gasps for breath and tries in vain to bring his hands to noct's face.]
I love you, Noct...
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He lifts his head at Prompto’s words, holding his gaze with a goofy little smile before he cups Prompto’s face with his hands. ]
I love you too.
[ He leans in and kisses Prompto. Almost comically sweetly given what just transpired and Prompto's hand still bound to the bed post.
Noctis pulls back and leans up to tug at the ties. The knots on which having gotten tighter from Prompto pulling against them. He swears softly under his breath but gets them loose. He tosses them to the side of the bed as he lays back down beside Prompto. Noct gently lifts Prompto’s hand, turns it over to inspect and presses a soft kiss to the red marks on his wrist. ]
Doesn't hurt, does it?
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Nah. Kinda aches, but... it feels really nice.
[prompto smiles dreamily up at noctis, turning one hand so that he can rub one of noct's ears with soothing, slow movements of his thumb.]
Why are you so perfect, huh?
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He grins a little at Prompto’s words, a sort of dazed one. He leans over Prompto and takes a moment to run his fingers along the side of his neck, up into his hair before he leans down and kisses him softly. ]
Not as perfect as you.
[ He gives another soft kiss and then leans to reach for the phone on the table. The low battery warning is flashing, but the video still running. He switches it off as he lays back down beside Prompto, his free hand grabbing Prompto’s arm to wrap it around himself as he lays down. ]
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except noctis isn't really a prince to noctis. he's a pretty terrible prince, objectively. he likes video games and comic books, and he sucks at taking care of himself, and he probably talks to animals more than he talks to people. but prompto's a lot of the same things anyway, and, damn it, all of that only makes noct even more of a perfect boyfriend.
his movements are sleepy and slow in the afterglow, which is rare, since prompto isn't usually so careful and slow while moving. his hands slide up and down noctis's side with an unhurried, lazy lecherousness.]
You better share that video with me when I'm feeling lonely, babe.
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Especially as Prompto mentions the video. And Noct is not unaware of the sheer trust and faith he puts in his boyfriend through all of this. The dirty pics, the dirty texts, the video they just shot. It never for one second goes through his mind that Prompto might let that fall into the wrong hands. And as Prompto asks for it to be shared Noctis' only thought is how he's not only lucky enough that Prompto enjoys that Noctis' behavior between the sheets is probably so far from "princely" it's laughable, he actively encourages it.
He gives Prompto a teasing smirk, shifting so that he can press his lips against Prompto's torso as he talks. ]
I thought I was blackmailing you with it? [ He asks with a laugh. He picks his phone back up from beside him as he keeps kissing Prompto and then settles his head on Prompto's chest. He pulls up the video, angling the phone so they can both see as it starts to play. ] I should tie you to the bed more - [ He muses with a playful smile ] You looked so good like that. [ And the video only gets about ten seconds in before the battery calls it quit and the device shuts down. ]
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Aw, man!
[it's weird to see himself on video, as it always is, but he wants so badly to know how noct looks from a third person's point of view when they're having sex. he blows out a disappointed breath and makes a wry face.]
I was serious about the blackmailing thing, you know. [he acts out, in comically villanous and helpless voices:] You can be all, "If you don't want this getting out, suck me off!" and I'll be like, "Oh no! Not that! I'll do anything you want!" and you can be like "How's my sausage taste?" and I'll be like, "It's delicious, please delete the video!"
[he watches. way too much. crappy porn.]
And then you could pretend to delete it, but reveal that you've taken another video, so the whole cycle starts all over again...
[way too much.]
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He watches Prompto go onto his tangent, makes a face at the words how's my sausage taste. But he laughs anyways. The whole thing is utterly ridiculous but he loves how animated Prompto gets.
Noctis moves over Prompto, grabs his wrists and holds them to the bed lightly as he leans in to kiss him, still laughing a little. ] Prompto - [ He starts as he pulls back, an amused look on his face. ] You really need to start watching better porn.
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[he turns his head on the pillow, giving noctis a bit of a side-eye look.]
Maybe you should show me some better porn, then.
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[ He leans up and presses a kiss to Prompto's nose with a playful grin. ]
If you have any idea where my phone charger is I can show you my new favorite one. [ He goes back to kissing Prompto's throat as he talks. ] I saw this one last night that made me think of you. There were suits involved, reminded me of when you went down on me in the bathroom during that stupid dinner I dragged you to. [ The blowjob had been the only actual highlight. Some fancy affair, the kind that Noctis absolutely hated with too many forks and too much small talk. ]
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When I go down on you in a bathroom while wearing a suit... bro, you'd better love me.
[prompto leans forward and presses some kisses to noct's cheeks.]
Your phone charger... mmm. I think it's in the outlet by your TV? You moved it there last time 'cause we were gaming.
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[ Congratulations, Prompto, your boyfriend is officially the laziest.
He nuzzles his head into Prompto's neck. ]
We should order some food though.
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What're you in the mood for? Pizza? Fried chicken? Burgers?
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Pizza. Pizza sounds good.
[ He laughs. ] You'll have to call it in though. [ Because there was no way he was moving just yet to go get his charger. ]
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[prompto has to think about what to order for a moment. two hungry guys can demolish a pizza easily, sure, but prompto doesn't want to overstuff himself and get fat. they'll probably be okay with just one. he has to do an awkward reach with his toes to get his pants off the ground without moving away from noctis — but he manages it in the end, bringing up the local pizza place and dialing their number with a yawn.]
Hey, can I get a large pizza — what? Oh! Yeah, that! Wow, you remember me? Hahaha! Yeah, the usual. Same address. Thanks, man.
[prompto switches his phone off, still chortling, and tosses it on the bed.]
Guy at the pizza place remembers our order. What a pal.
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I think that's a sign we're failing at this adult thing.
[ Noctis can count on one hand the amount of times he's actually cooked in the past year. It was just so much easier to let Ignis handle it, or order in when Ignis wasn't there. His Dad had long since giving up on lecturing the habit when the credit card statements came and Noctis' was almost nothing but take out and delivery. ]
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[they should probably throw on their clothes so prompto doesn't wind up startling the pizza guy when he answers the door naked — but they've got time before that happens. the muscles in prompto's waist squirm as he wiggles his body as if trying to get away from noct's fingers, but he's smiling. he reaches out to stroke noct's cheek.]
...And I guess... I dunno. You're the prince, huh? Do you even need to go to university?
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[ He's clearly teasing, and definitely not complaining, a bit of a laugh as he moves over Prompto. He braces his hands against the mattress and leans in to kiss Prompto's lips lightly before moving down his neck.
His hand moves from the light touch to something more purposeful as it slides back down Prompto's side. He hums against Prompto's neck. ]
I think Ignis signed me up for some classes - something about well rounded education creating well rounded leaders. [ He says it in the way he usually discusses anything to do with his responsibilities. Neither excited, or particularly put out. Just stating a fact. ]
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[that kiss only prompts more kisses from prompto — betcha can't have just one — but he tilts his head back so that noct can have full access to his neck to do whatever he likes.]
If you ever need a study break, I'm here. [he says that in the same way some people suggest making booty calls. though, in all honestly, he's probably just saying noctis can booty call him whenever he wants.]
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I'd hire you - [ He starts, lips brushing against Prompto's skin as he talks. ] - every royal needs an official photographer, right.
[ His hand keeps moving down, runs low along Prompto's abdomen and he gives him a suggestive look. ] Study break or study help? Because I think you're missing a golden opportunity here for some flashcards and a system of rewards and punishments for right or wrong answers.
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