Knowing he needs to dial it back a bit lest he get too turned on and actually dialing it back a bit are two very different things… Especially when Prompto moans into his kiss as he slips his tongue past his lips. The soft moan does something to Noctis, makes him wish he could hear Prompto sound like this every day for the rest of his life because making Prompto feel this good, this loved, makes Noctis feel good. He still can’t believe this is happening; Prompto sitting on top of him, softly moaning while they kiss just doesn’t seem real.
This was supposed to be nothing more than Prompto helping Noctis calm down after his nightmare, but it turned into so much more. The nightmare is still sitting in the back of his mind, threatening to push back into the forefront, to take the joy from him and rip his best friend from his arms. And Noctis knows they need to talk about it, that he can’t just brush this under the rug this time.
Plus, if they keep things up, they’ll be having another conversation which Noctis isn’t quite ready for. Nothing like telling your best friend that his soft moans he made while kissing have made you unbelievably hard.
Noctis finally breaks their kiss, reaching up to brush some hair from Prompto’s face. “I need to tell you about what I saw,” he says. “Before I forget the details”
He knows he’s not going to forget the details, that this seemed like far more than just a nightmare… But he’ll get to that later. For now, he just wants Prompto to curl up beside him while he talks about Bahamut, about his dad and Luna, about Ardyn.
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This was supposed to be nothing more than Prompto helping Noctis calm down after his nightmare, but it turned into so much more. The nightmare is still sitting in the back of his mind, threatening to push back into the forefront, to take the joy from him and rip his best friend from his arms. And Noctis knows they need to talk about it, that he can’t just brush this under the rug this time.
Plus, if they keep things up, they’ll be having another conversation which Noctis isn’t quite ready for. Nothing like telling your best friend that his soft moans he made while kissing have made you unbelievably hard.
Noctis finally breaks their kiss, reaching up to brush some hair from Prompto’s face. “I need to tell you about what I saw,” he says. “Before I forget the details”
He knows he’s not going to forget the details, that this seemed like far more than just a nightmare… But he’ll get to that later. For now, he just wants Prompto to curl up beside him while he talks about Bahamut, about his dad and Luna, about Ardyn.