He decided there and then that he really liked the way that Noct said his name. Always had, really. The fact that Noct was his best friend and called to him at all was a point of pride and joy to Prompto. While it was true that he'd never treated Noct like a Prince or was concerned by that fact, he wasn't dumb enough to dismiss it entirely. He knew what being a Prince meant. And he knew just how hard it was for Noct to make, or even want, friends because of it. So the fact that Noct had let him in at all was a miracle in itself!

And now he had the prince's tongue in his mouth.

Of all the crazy things that had happened in his life so far this had to have been one of the craziest. And one of the best. A moment that would be etched into his memories for years to come. Every touch. Every breath. Every sound. Prompto would remember it all.

After Noct said his name, Prompto melted and was easy to draw back into the kiss. The nip surprised a gasp from him, that once more parted his lips enough for Noct to gain entry. This time Prompto moaned. It was soft and it was muffled into the kiss, swallowed up by his bestie. Prompto didn't even realise he was doing it.