[It's thrilling when the answer explodes out of Prompto-- given in words as much as it is in actions. Arching against the bed beneath him, fists clenched over his head as they clamored for anything to hold onto as Noctis filled him with all those sensations. Gave him everything he'd been begging for. Exactly like he'd wanted to the moment Prompto called him. This was something they'd both wanted, wasn't it?
It was a lot to put onto Prompto's shoulders, but Noctis was fairly sure this boy had saved him-- taken him from a life of just performing the role of who he was supposed to be into a place where he could feel like a person again. Feel worthwhile. Loved for the love he was giving out, instead of out of obligation.
To take that affection to this sort of physical apex was incredible. Everything he had and needed from Prompto translated into skin-on-skin sensation--
Prompto was beautiful. Stretched out like he was now, completely on display. Writhing from their connection. Noct's pride surged through his spine as he followed the stuttering rhythm of Prompto's hips, urging them deeper and harder. His strokes were short, limited by the thick pull of his knot against Prompto’s resistance. There was no separating their scents now, completely mixed, and fading into the background of the smell of just sex.]
S'yours anytime you want it. Almost full, almost.
[Noctis laughed, throaty and deep. Stop? Why would he ever stop? This was only their first time, he had so much more he could show Prompto, so many things he wanted to make him feel, every fantasy either of them had entertained was suddenly on the table--]
Not gonna stop, long as you don't.
[Gods, this boy's body. Shaken by each of Noctis' thrust, he reacted in gasps and whimpers. Clenched his legs tighter around Noct's back, clung white knuckles to the pillow behind him. Noctis barely noticed any of it, focused instead on Prompto's chest. Oh, perfect. Those little breasts, lightly sheened with sweat and bobbing along with with their motions. Noctis licked his lips, let his hands wander to cup around them. He ground his hips in deep, and leaned down, teasing at Prompto's nipples with the tip of his tongue.
He was close. So close. This wasn't the sort of distraction that was going to help him last any longer. He pinched a nipple between his teeth, and moved on, letting his tongue explore across salty skin until he buried his face is Prompto's neck. There, that's what he wanted. He sucked at nibbled at Prompto's scent gland, let it cloud over his senses again as he was enveloped down into everything this omega was. Instinct and reflex took over his motions as he let go, following through to climax.]
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It was a lot to put onto Prompto's shoulders, but Noctis was fairly sure this boy had saved him-- taken him from a life of just performing the role of who he was supposed to be into a place where he could feel like a person again. Feel worthwhile. Loved for the love he was giving out, instead of out of obligation.
To take that affection to this sort of physical apex was incredible. Everything he had and needed from Prompto translated into skin-on-skin sensation--
Prompto was beautiful. Stretched out like he was now, completely on display. Writhing from their connection. Noct's pride surged through his spine as he followed the stuttering rhythm of Prompto's hips, urging them deeper and harder. His strokes were short, limited by the thick pull of his knot against Prompto’s resistance. There was no separating their scents now, completely mixed, and fading into the background of the smell of just sex.]
S'yours anytime you want it. Almost full, almost.
[Noctis laughed, throaty and deep. Stop? Why would he ever stop? This was only their first time, he had so much more he could show Prompto, so many things he wanted to make him feel, every fantasy either of them had entertained was suddenly on the table--]
Not gonna stop, long as you don't.
[Gods, this boy's body. Shaken by each of Noctis' thrust, he reacted in gasps and whimpers. Clenched his legs tighter around Noct's back, clung white knuckles to the pillow behind him. Noctis barely noticed any of it, focused instead on Prompto's chest. Oh, perfect. Those little breasts, lightly sheened with sweat and bobbing along with with their motions. Noctis licked his lips, let his hands wander to cup around them. He ground his hips in deep, and leaned down, teasing at Prompto's nipples with the tip of his tongue.
He was close. So close. This wasn't the sort of distraction that was going to help him last any longer. He pinched a nipple between his teeth, and moved on, letting his tongue explore across salty skin until he buried his face is Prompto's neck. There, that's what he wanted. He sucked at nibbled at Prompto's scent gland, let it cloud over his senses again as he was enveloped down into everything this omega was. Instinct and reflex took over his motions as he let go, following through to climax.]