Chapter 10

It was close to midnight when they finally decided to head back to the hotel. The festivities werent going to cease until another hour. Which was not really a problem. They were of course, excited about what had happened but originally were going to stay up late anyways. Completely forgetting any warnings from Ignis.

Noctis steps off the gondola first, holding a hand out to Prompto to help him out. They walked amongst the cheering people that were still watching the last few fireworks. There was clearly a drunk Kenny the Crow dancing with one of the bottles the Leville provided to their guests as Valentine's gifts. Noctis and Prompto were underage, so Ignis had called to make sure the two were not given a bottle. Thankfully, most of the children were in their homes and no longer around to witness the drunken icon. Noctis dragged Prompto in the direction away, trying to avoid the Crow. It was all in vain, because before he knew it he was grabbed away from Prompto unexpectedly to have the contents of what seemed to be at least half the bottle shoved down his throat. When Noctis breaks free from the grip he stumbles into Prompto's arms.

"Thanks for the mouthfull!" he said sarcastically wiping his mouth.

"Noct! You okay?" Prompto holds him concerned.

"Yea, Im fine. Just wanna get back." Noctis brushes it off and stumbles a little as he walks.

'He's buzzed. Oh god, Ignis is gonna kill us if he finds out!'

Prompto grabs Noctis' arm to help him walk. Whenever they had been offered a glass of wine on New Year's at Gladiolus', he found out Noctis had a very low tolerance for alcohol. He was practically drunk off of one glass that night. Gladio and Ignis both laughing at the awkward clinginess Noctis displayed to Prompto that night. Knowing he was drunk Prompto had ignored it but now he thought a part of Noctis was still sober enough to know what he done that night.

Noctis kept insisting he was fine until it was clear to him the stairs were like moving mountains. After, they made it to their room Noctis stopped to grab Prompto and slam him against the wall in the hallway, pressing his lips hard against his. The blonde's eyes wide in shock of the sudden movement.

Noctis not even aware of what he was doing, the only thing he cared about was Prompto. He knew now exactly what these other feelings were towards him. So many times when just Prompto's touch would give him sensations he couldint explain to himself. That is, until now.

He wanted Prompto. He needed Prompto in ways he had never needed nor wanted anyone.

Normally, Noctis wouldnt act this careless but his self control was ultimitely destroyed at the prescence of alcohol and his hormones. He broke from the blonde's lips and moved his hand to his waist with one hand slipping up his abdomen underneath his shirt. Prompto shuttered at the touch and Noctis lightly bit his neck, causing him to stifle a low moan. Low enough only they could hear.

"N-Noct." Promptowas able to get his raven haired lover's attention. "Not here." He whispered.

Noctis nodded and took Prompto's hand walking into the room, closing the door behind him.

He was nervous 'Is Noct really trying to do what it felt like out there? Oh god, I never even thought about it!'

Noctis sees his boyfriend clearly in nervous thought. He walks over and pulls him into a comforting embrace.

"Prom. I- Im sorry. If youre not ready?" Noctis hated himself for losing control and letting the alcohol get to him. One of the reasons he hated drinking because he was told apparently he does very suggestive things. "I wasnt thinking straight."

"Noct?" they let go to look at each other.

Noctis replied with a "Hmm?"

"I..." Prompto was interupted by a knock on the door.

They both wondered who it could be. Maybe it was a disgusted parent? It wasnt, it was the concierge which was worse.

Noctis thought to himself on his situation, very few times has he been kicked out of places. 'Yep, thats it, Ive done it now.' thinking someone had complained about kissing and a little groping and thus they were being kicked out.

The concierge held a small red bag with white gifting tissue.

"Huh. What's this?" Noctis asked confused knowing it couldnt be the gifted wine and if it was he would decline. If he was going to talk Prompto into this he was going to be somewhat sober.

"I was told by two men to give this to you, I do not know what this is im afraid sir and even if I did, one of them I'd rather not cross." the concierge bowed and walked away.

Prompto looked over to the bag raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms. "What's that? Better not be a secret admirer." he joked.

"Heck if I know, theres no name anywhere." Although, he did have his suspicions.

Noctis threw the tissue out of the bag and onto the floor. He pulled out a paper with writing on it. He instantly recognized the handwriting and grew slightly confused and furious if his suspicions were correct.

Ignis' handwriting read:

'Please kno your highness that this was not my idea but Gladio mentioned to me that this would come to, ugh "good use"...'

There was more of the note but Noctis could tell it was giving him a lecture on being responsible nontheless. Prompto could see his anger building up in front of him and he wondered what was written in the letter. His eyes then widened when he saw what was in the bag.

"I- is that... lube?"

Noctis nodded and handed the bag to Prompto stomping out of the room in one of his usual tantrums.

"IGNIS!" is all he could hear Noctis yell before his voice trailed down the hallway.