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000 » girl you know i want your love
[tfln overflow thread for inlay whenever it's necessary.]
(continued from here.)
Sure. I'll stay with you.
[noct and gladio are asleep, in the other bed and the sofa respectively, but prompto isn't overly concerned with the volume of his voice as he talks to ignis. they're deep sleepers, they won't wake up just because prompto's a little loud! ...that said, he looks over at ignis and stifles a laugh, smiling and explaining himself in a relatively quiet voice.]
...Sorry. It's just kind of funny. 'Cause you're always taking care of us, you know?
Sure. I'll stay with you.
[noct and gladio are asleep, in the other bed and the sofa respectively, but prompto isn't overly concerned with the volume of his voice as he talks to ignis. they're deep sleepers, they won't wake up just because prompto's a little loud! ...that said, he looks over at ignis and stifles a laugh, smiling and explaining himself in a relatively quiet voice.]
...Sorry. It's just kind of funny. 'Cause you're always taking care of us, you know?
(continued from here.)
Yeah, you do, but Noooooct...
[the latter half of that childish whine melts into a lusty moan as noct's fingers find prompto's cock, working him into a pretty blond mess on the mattress. the pleasurable little flash of pain at his collarbone as noctis leaves his mark doesn't deter prompto in the least from pressing kisses whereever he can get them — on noct's forehead, his scalp, a spot just above his ear.]
Why can't you ever just give me instant gratification?
[not like he really wants instant gratification. it's much more fun to be teased. but it's also fun to whine and pout at your handsome, handsome boyfriend while he's giving you some pretty solid handjob action.]
Yeah, you do, but Noooooct...
[the latter half of that childish whine melts into a lusty moan as noct's fingers find prompto's cock, working him into a pretty blond mess on the mattress. the pleasurable little flash of pain at his collarbone as noctis leaves his mark doesn't deter prompto in the least from pressing kisses whereever he can get them — on noct's forehead, his scalp, a spot just above his ear.]
Why can't you ever just give me instant gratification?
[not like he really wants instant gratification. it's much more fun to be teased. but it's also fun to whine and pout at your handsome, handsome boyfriend while he's giving you some pretty solid handjob action.]
[ There's a content little hum against Prompto’s skin as he breaks out the little kisses. Because really - who didn't love being dotted on like that. And at Prompto’s words he pulls back as the idea strikes, a devious look in his eyes. He shifts down Prompto's body, lips dragging along the skin of his torso as he does. He tugs off Prompto’s pants and discards them next to his shirt on the floor.
Noctis presses a quick kiss to Prompto's lips before he hops out of the bed. He moves to his dresser and rummage through one of the drawers until he finds what he's looking for.
He moves back to the bed, two neckties in hand, and straddles Prompto. ]
Because - [ He stars as he takes one of Prompto’s hands and loops one end of one of the ties around his wrist before bringing Prompto's other hand up and tying them together. ] - this is more fun.
[ He gives Prompto another quick kiss and then uses the second tie to wrap around the one binding Prompto’s hands and then ties it to the bed post. It's not excessively tight - it'd be easy enough for Prompto to break free if he really wanted.
Noctis sits back on his heels to admire his handiwork - Prompto, naked and erect and tied to his bed. He fumbles for his phone and takes a picture with a grin before tossing the device back on the blankets.
He strips off the rest of his own clothes quickly and leans over Prompto. His tongue darts out, licks at Prompto’s lower lip. ] Okay? [ He asks, serious for a moment as his fingers brush along Prompto's hair line. All things considered it was still a fairly tame set up, but he wants still to be sure. ]
Noctis presses a quick kiss to Prompto's lips before he hops out of the bed. He moves to his dresser and rummage through one of the drawers until he finds what he's looking for.
He moves back to the bed, two neckties in hand, and straddles Prompto. ]
Because - [ He stars as he takes one of Prompto’s hands and loops one end of one of the ties around his wrist before bringing Prompto's other hand up and tying them together. ] - this is more fun.
[ He gives Prompto another quick kiss and then uses the second tie to wrap around the one binding Prompto’s hands and then ties it to the bed post. It's not excessively tight - it'd be easy enough for Prompto to break free if he really wanted.
Noctis sits back on his heels to admire his handiwork - Prompto, naked and erect and tied to his bed. He fumbles for his phone and takes a picture with a grin before tossing the device back on the blankets.
He strips off the rest of his own clothes quickly and leans over Prompto. His tongue darts out, licks at Prompto’s lower lip. ] Okay? [ He asks, serious for a moment as his fingers brush along Prompto's hair line. All things considered it was still a fairly tame set up, but he wants still to be sure. ]
Oh, yeah. [it's hard not to sound like a lech when uttering those particular words, but prompto is nothing if not pervy right now.] Oh, hell yeah.
[it's even kinkier because prompto recognizes the neckties — noctis used to wear them back in high school, and admittedly, prompto used to have the odd fantasy of pulling noct in by one and kissing him while holding the tie — and, well, the fact that he's being trussed up with something from their innocent high school days makes being tied up all the more pleasurable. prompto licks his lips, aching with arousal while noct snaps a commemorative photo. he even holds his legs at what he knows is a super #aesthetic angle, all for show.
he looks at noct as if through a dreamlike haze.]
This is okay. This is more than okay. This is a dream come true.
[his eyes follow the phone to the mattress.]
Hey... take more pics?
[he can't believe he's asking for this. he's watched way too much porn.]
And then, like... you could blackmail me. Into doing stuff. The whole... "if you don't want anyone to see these photos" routine. I'll do anything, Noct.
[it's even kinkier because prompto recognizes the neckties — noctis used to wear them back in high school, and admittedly, prompto used to have the odd fantasy of pulling noct in by one and kissing him while holding the tie — and, well, the fact that he's being trussed up with something from their innocent high school days makes being tied up all the more pleasurable. prompto licks his lips, aching with arousal while noct snaps a commemorative photo. he even holds his legs at what he knows is a super #aesthetic angle, all for show.
he looks at noct as if through a dreamlike haze.]
This is okay. This is more than okay. This is a dream come true.
[his eyes follow the phone to the mattress.]
Hey... take more pics?
[he can't believe he's asking for this. he's watched way too much porn.]
And then, like... you could blackmail me. Into doing stuff. The whole... "if you don't want anyone to see these photos" routine. I'll do anything, Noct.
[ There's this little, almost goofy grin at Prompto's words, at just how into this he was. And Noctis’ thoughts drift to the idea of more - formal - restraints. But there's also something to be said about the ties left over from their school days.
And it's a good look. Prompto tied to his bed and so damn eager to go along with whatever Noct wanted. But then so was Noctis, as he happily reaches for his phone again at the request.
He quickly puts in the pass code and pulls up the camera. He figures he'd probably be screwed if anyone ever hacked the thing, what with the ever growing collection of dirty pictures he was amassing. But he didn't really care right then.
Noctis doesn't take one just yet though. Instead he leans down, tugs Prompto’s earlobe between his lips before he speaks. ] Fuck, Prompto, you look so good right now.
[ Noctis sits back up again, phone in hand. He takes a few and as he does his free hand moves up Prompto’s thigh, up along the crease of his hip and over his lower abdomen slowly. He stops, grins a little and moves to the nightstand. Noct stands up one of the books there, slides the camera to front and video and leans it against the book - maneuvering it so Prompto is in frame before he leans down to kiss him. ]
And it's a good look. Prompto tied to his bed and so damn eager to go along with whatever Noct wanted. But then so was Noctis, as he happily reaches for his phone again at the request.
He quickly puts in the pass code and pulls up the camera. He figures he'd probably be screwed if anyone ever hacked the thing, what with the ever growing collection of dirty pictures he was amassing. But he didn't really care right then.
Noctis doesn't take one just yet though. Instead he leans down, tugs Prompto’s earlobe between his lips before he speaks. ] Fuck, Prompto, you look so good right now.
[ Noctis sits back up again, phone in hand. He takes a few and as he does his free hand moves up Prompto’s thigh, up along the crease of his hip and over his lower abdomen slowly. He stops, grins a little and moves to the nightstand. Noct stands up one of the books there, slides the camera to front and video and leans it against the book - maneuvering it so Prompto is in frame before he leans down to kiss him. ]
[the knowledge that the camera is rolling arouses prompto like nothing else. he tests his bonds while kissing noct, figuring out quickly enough that he could just slip his wrists out if he angled it right — but all he wants to do is convince the camera that he's all tied up with nowhere to go.
(a small, professional part of him wants to point out to noct that the angle would be better if he just moved the phone about five inches to the left, but — well. he promised. no... fussing.)
he makes a show of straining against his necktie restraints when noct pulls away, smirking up at him. he's painfully hard.]
We makin' a tape this time?
(a small, professional part of him wants to point out to noct that the angle would be better if he just moved the phone about five inches to the left, but — well. he promised. no... fussing.)
he makes a show of straining against his necktie restraints when noct pulls away, smirking up at him. he's painfully hard.]
We makin' a tape this time?
[ He nods, his hand drifting over Prompto's chest. ] Yeah, well, for as long as the battery lasts. [ He shrugs and smirks.
Noctis leans in and kisses him again, his tongue flicking into Prompto’s mouth. He reaches into the nightstand drawer and fumbles for the bottle of lube he kept there. He breaks from Prompto as he grabs the bottle out and sits back again. He uses one of his knees to urge Prompto’s leg over as he squeezes some of the lube over his fingers.
He drops the bottle and slides his hand up Prompto’s thigh and over his hip - again so careful to give attention everywhere but the part of him that was demanding it. His other hand moved between Prompto’s legs, and finger teasing his ass before slipping in, followed by another.
He slides his fingers in and out, slow and purposeful thrusts before he scissors his fingers. He leans down, trailing his lips along Prompto's jawline. ]
Noctis leans in and kisses him again, his tongue flicking into Prompto’s mouth. He reaches into the nightstand drawer and fumbles for the bottle of lube he kept there. He breaks from Prompto as he grabs the bottle out and sits back again. He uses one of his knees to urge Prompto’s leg over as he squeezes some of the lube over his fingers.
He drops the bottle and slides his hand up Prompto’s thigh and over his hip - again so careful to give attention everywhere but the part of him that was demanding it. His other hand moved between Prompto’s legs, and finger teasing his ass before slipping in, followed by another.
He slides his fingers in and out, slow and purposeful thrusts before he scissors his fingers. He leans down, trailing his lips along Prompto's jawline. ]
You say that like you're gonna last longer —
[prompto cuts himself off with a hiss and an intake of breath as noct starts fingering him. he wiggles his hips into noct's hands, greedy for more. the best part, he thinks, is how noct has gotten so used to this — how they've both grown accustomed to each other. noct's fingers feel strong and thick inside him, though prompto knows they're not that much bigger than his own. the lube feels silky against his skin.]
Nnngh... [he takes a moment to breathe, to try and stop himself from twitching indecently.] Kiss me again.
[prompto cuts himself off with a hiss and an intake of breath as noct starts fingering him. he wiggles his hips into noct's hands, greedy for more. the best part, he thinks, is how noct has gotten so used to this — how they've both grown accustomed to each other. noct's fingers feel strong and thick inside him, though prompto knows they're not that much bigger than his own. the lube feels silky against his skin.]
Nnngh... [he takes a moment to breathe, to try and stop himself from twitching indecently.] Kiss me again.
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. ]
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 —
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. ]
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. ]
Yes — yes — Noct, Noct, just, just wreck me —
[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 —
[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. ]
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. ]
N-No — Noct —
[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...
[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...
[ 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. ]
Doesn't hurt, does it?
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?
[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.]
Why are you so perfect, huh?
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?
I have a faint hope that is because of the 'reek' part, rather than the latter part of that statement.
Oh, do not mind me.
Do you want to share what happened?
Do you want to share what happened?
[ 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. ]
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. ]
Edited (that seemed like a really sullen icon for this fluff) 2017-01-24 18:42 (UTC)
[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.
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. ]
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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