Noctis let Prompto fill the tub so that his omega could have it exactly how he liked, scalding hot water with just a hint of bubble bath. Just enough for the water to feel silky and smooth, little clumps of foam floating along the surface. Prompto let his fingers glide through the water and smiled. It was perfect. The heavy scent of lavender had filled the air around them, and it made him feel relaxed.
"Of all the scents I have, why lavender?" The alpha asked as he wasted no time in kicking off his boots and socks, leaving them abandoned in the corner.
Prompto sat at the edge of the tub, still fully clothed, and gave him a sweet smile. "It smells like you.", was the honest reply. He said it with a little shrug, like it should have been obvious.
"Really? Is that what I smell like?" Noctis quirked an eyebrow and pulled his pants and underwear off in one fluid motion, unashamed at being so exposed, and kicking the clothing to the side afterwards.
Prompto's heart forgot to beat for a moment, he'd swear on it, but when it started back up, it was going at double the speed it had been previously. His mouth felt incredibly dry and his tongue darted out to wet his lips as his eyes raked over the alpha before him. Noctis' skin was pale and smooth, not a mark or scar on him. Lean, but hints of muscle as well. The omega's eyes slowly followed the dark trail of hair that ended at Noctis' groin and he blushed before meeting the alpha's eyes. The prince was giving him a look that said, 'Do you like what you see?', and Gods, the man was gorgeous. How could someone be that gorgeous? It wasn't fair. The alpha wasn't even embarrassed!
It took Prompto a few seconds, but he finally remembered to answer the question that was inquired of him. "Yeah, you do… Like lavender and the air after it just rained. It's a nice smell."
He watched Noctis stride over to the tub and dip a foot in. The prince let out a small hiss as the water covered it, but he adjusted to the scalding temperature relatively fast, stepping in completely and getting comfortable in the water, his arms stretching out along the rim of the tub. Prompto watched a bead of water roll down the boy's chest and he had the strangest urge to kick it off him.
"Earth to Prompto." The omega snapped out of his trance at the sound of his name, meeting Noctis' eyes. He blushed at that smug look his prince wore, talking to him in a teasing voice. He knew damned well Prompto had been staring. But how could he not stare? His prince was perfect. Perfect and beautiful and his. All his. "You coming in, or what?"
Oh. Right. Prompto was still fully clothed and sitting at the edge of the tub. They were supposed to be bathing together. He kinda had to be naked to do that.
Prompto licked his lips and nodded. "Yeah- Duh! Absolutely." He laughed to try and hide his nervousness as he stood up and went to undo his vest, but he probably failed miserably. If Noctis had realized it though, he made no comment. His fingers were shaking and fumbling under Noctis' heavy gaze. 'Just breathe, Prompto. He's seen it all before.', he told himself as he tried to calm down. Once the jacket was undone he took his tank top along with it, exposing his freckled shoulders and chest. Noctis hummed appreciatively at the sight and the blonde blushed, trying not to see what kind of a face his prince was making. He took off his shoes and socks, and then his pants, before taking a deep shaky breath and finally sliding his boxers down, exposing himself completely to his chosen mate.
Prompto was already half hard from the sensation of knowing Noctis was watching him, burning holes through his body with those eyes, smirking like he had won some great prize. It made his heart pound and heat pulse through his veins and cheeks. He held his arms in his hands, as if that would make him feel less exposed, as he looked up.
Noctis had his arms folded over the side of the tub, chin resting on them as he gazed down and then back up at his retainer. "Lovin' the view, Prom. I give you a ten outta ten." He winked, and Prompto felt his face burning as he stepped into the tub.
"S-Shut up…" The omega mumbled, looking away as he sat down into the water across from Noctis. Noctis may have already seen it all before, but this was all new to Prompto, and he was nervous. He'd never been so exposed, and being watched by the person he wanted most was strange. He wanted to curl up into a tiny ball and disappear, but at the same time, he wanted Noctis to look at him more, wanted to excite him. He didn't know what to do as he sat there, knees drawn to his chest, too timid to look at or touch the man across from him.
Noctis thought the blonde was entirely too cute. The Prompto he remembered during his heat was unashamed, almost confident in his body, needy and eager. The Prompto in front if him now was shy and nervous, hesitant in his actions. Noctis didn't mind, though. He loved Prompto no matter what side of him he showed. He chuckled and reached a hand out to touch Prompto's arm, getting the boy's attention. "Hey. Wash my hair?" Maybe washing each other's hair would break the ice and help him come out of his shell.
The omega nodded. "Um. Which shampoo do you want?" There were so many options, the entire wall next to the tub covered in various bottles. He unconsciously leaned into the alpha's touch as he looked over the choices. Noctis' hand felt hot, like the searing water, and it felt nice on his damp skin.
He shrugged, but smiled at his omega's reaction to the touch. "Anything is fine. You pick."
Noctis turned around so that his back was facing Prompto, and the blonde let out a little sigh of relief, relaxing more into the water. He felt less nervous without the boy's eyes on him. His eyes scanned over the various bottles before finally deciding on a citrus-smelling one. He poured some of the liquid in his hands and lathered it up before running his fingers through Noctis' hair, scratching lightly along his scalp and gathering all of the dark hair into his hands to wash.
Prompto couldn't help but admire Noctis' naked back as his hands worked. He had a slim neck and nice, broad shoulders. A slim waist, and he could just barely see the notches of his spine running down the center. The water on his skin made it shine, and Prompto began to entertain thoughts of touching the skin, ghosting his nails down that back and kissing it.
Noctis sighed, leaning into those amazing hands as they worked at his scalp. It felt like heaven and he couldn't stop his mind from drifting, imagining what those hands would feel like pulling on his hair as he made the omega moan in pleasure. The alpha smiled as the picture of himself between Prompto's legs came to his mind. Oh, yes. If given the opportunity, he'd suck that pretty cock to oblivion. He felt his own cock come to life with interest, and he let out a long sigh, leaning into Prompto's hands more and allowing one of his hands to caress himself under the water. It was light, barely there, but he could smell Prompto's sweet scent in the air and he had to bite his lip in order to suppress a small moan from escaping.
"Honeysuckle and peaches."
Prompto stopped his grooming, finally feeling like he got it all well enough. "…Hm?"
"That's what you smell like." Noctis reached for the detachable shower head and turned it on, rinsing the suds from his hair as he sat in the water. When he was done, he turned the water back off and turned to look behind him, at his omega. "It smells amazing." Prompto barely had time to comment before Noctis was guiding the boy to turn around, placing Prompto in the same position he had been in earlier. "Your turn. Which one do you want?"
"Um. Doesn't really matter. Whichever one you want, I guess?"
The prince nodded and chose a bottle of something flowery-smelling. His hands went to work in blonde hair, twisting and tangling in the most delightful way. The omega sighed and leaned his head back, offering it up to Noctis completely. His hands felt so nice against his scalp, and he wanted it to last forever. Unfortunately, it did have to stop once his hair was properly lathered. He frowned inwardly, already missing the touch.
"This is nice."
Prompto rinsed his hair off with the shower head and he brought a hand up to run through his bangs, bringing them out of his face. "Yeah, it is." He laid back against the tub, facing his prince once more, finally seeming less nervous than he had been previously.
"We should do this every day."
The omega scoffed, looking at Noctis incredulously. "Every day? You'd get sick of it in no time, at that rate..."
Noctis leaned forward and pulled Prompto by the arms gently, bringing the boy closer to him. He laid a chaste kiss on those perfect, unsuspecting lips and smiled. "I'd never get sick of you...", he breathed against the omega's lips, and Prompto smiled as those sweet words met his ears. The prince's hands came up to rest on Prompto's hips, tugging gently, asking him wordlessly to come even closer. There was nowhere closer to go unless he ended up in Noctis' lap, and the blonde bit his lip as he allowed it, albeit hesitantly, slowly crawling closer until he was straddling the man. "…You know that, right, Prom?"
Noctis' arms wrapped around his friend's waist and he leaned in for another kiss, lips gliding perfectly over his lover's, all heat and tenderness. It was true, he'd never tire of his mate. Never. Not for as long as he'd live, and even longer, of possible. He was absolutely sure of it.
Breathless, Prompto pulled away, gazing down at Noctis. He delicately brushed the alpha's damp bangs out of his face and nodded. "Yeah. I know." The look in the man's eyes, half- lidded and cloudy with a mildly-tamed desire made his stomach do flips. It was a look Noctis gave to no one else. Just for him. Yeah, he had no doubt in his mind that Noctis meant every word. And he felt the same way.
"You're the only thing in the whole world I'd never get tired of, Prom." The breathed out against the blonde's mouth. "I could kiss you for hours…" He nibbled gently on the other's lip before licking along it. Prompto gasped, opening immediately for the boy's tongue to explore and taste him. Prompto's hands travelled to either sides of Noctis' neck, tangling in dark locks as their tongues slid against one another languidly, teasingly.
Noctis hummed and his arms loosened around Prompto and those hands travelled lower, one resting on a freckled thigh as the other ghosted over his stomach to travel lower still, stopping just over blonde curls. Prompto could feel Noctis' erection against his own growing one, and without thinking the blonde ground his hips down a bit so that they rubbed against each other, both moaning into the kiss at the slippery sensation.
Noctis let Prompto's mouth go to kiss the junction where his jaw met the bottom of his ear. "Gods, You're so perfect..." His voice was deep and rough with desire, and it made Prompto shiver. The hand that was resting just above Prompto's dick wrapped around the neglected member, pumping agonizingly slowly, and the omega cried out quietly, rolling his head back and latching onto his lover's shoulders.
"Noct…" The alpha's name was a needy whisper on the Prompto's lips as that hand continued to pump, gripping him with just the right amount of pressure to drive him wild and make him restless. The pace was teasing and torturous as the prince's lips kissed and sucked at his neck.
"I want you so badly, Prom..." Noctis growled out quietly, reveling in the way the other boy began to slowly thrust into his hand to meet every pump. His other hand squeezed the omega's thigh lightly before moving towards his entrance. "…Gonna prepare you now… 'Kay?"
Prompto nodded and gasped as a finger pushed against his entrance, sliding inside easily. He screwed his eyes shut when that finger in his ass began to move, sliding in and out repeatedly and bit his lip to suppress the urge to squirm under the prince's skilled hands on and in him. It wasn't long before a second finger was added, stretching him further. This time, he couldn't stop himself from lowering his hips on shaky legs to meet each thrust of the digits, needing more.
"Damn it, Prom, you're so fucking perfect." Noctis groaned and took the omega's mouth with his own again. It was less careful than the previous ones, less coordinated, and a little sloppy as most of his attention was focused to make the blonde in his lap feel as good as possible. His mouth was hungry, desperate, dominating.
Prompto kissed back eagerly, trying his best to match the other's intensity, hands gripping at Noctis' shoulders tightly. He felt a third finger enter him suddenly, and his mind went blank. He was on sensory overload, with the combined feeling of the writhing tongue against his own, the hand pumping him, and the fingers stretching him, filling him, those delicious groans and growls from his alpha, vibrating through his mouth. The digits curled and brushed up against him just right and the omega's moans were eaten up, his freckled hips jerking slightly from the sensation.
Noctis kissed him one final time, dragging his teeth over the boys' lower lip as they broke apart, before leaning back to look into his omega's eyes with a sultry smirk. Whatever spot he just grazed, it caused an amazing reaction, and the prince didn't miss it. It must have been the prostate. "Did that feel good?" The question was rhetorical, he already knew the answer damned well.
The prince made sure to mimic that same thrust, over and over, committing that location to memory. Prompto rocked his hips down and bit his lip hard. He couldn't form words around his ragged breaths. All of it was amazing, and he could feel the pleasure pooling in his gut, coiling, hotter and hotter. Instead of verbally replying, he nodded as best he could before leaning his head on Noct's shoulder. All he could to was cling to his alpha and pant against his damp skin as he ass was played with in time with his prince's firm strokes.
Noctis kissed Prompto's hair. He could feel the blonde's thrusts becoming less on-beat with his hands and more sporadic, the slick walls of his ass clenching around his fingers with almost every thrust, and he knew the boy was close. He removed the fingers, ignoring the loud whine from his omega, and held him as closely as he could, focusing entirely on pumping Prompto's cock to orgasm.
"Come for me, Prom." He whispered the command into the boy's ear, low and sultry and full of smug confidence and the satisfaction of knowing that he was getting the blonde off, and Prompto absolutely lost it. He moaned Noctis' name loudly as his entire body shuddered, releasing his cum over Noctis' hand and stomach. Noctis' hand slowed, but continued to grip and move back and forth over the member until Prompto was milked entirely, the few remaining spurts dripping and dissolving into the water between them.
Prompto sagged completely onto his alpha, his bones turning to jelly. His ears were ringing, and he felt so lightheaded, so hot. The world was spinning around him. His arms fell from Noctis' shoulders to his waist, and he wrapped them around his prince as he nuzzled into his neck, breathing his scent in deeply as he took in every breathe. "That was… amazing…"
The prince chuckled under his breath. "And that was only me preparing you. Just wait until the real thing." Noctis used a nearby washcloth to clean the mess from his hand and stomach. He helped Prompto out of the tub to sit on it's edge and he brought them some towels over to dry off with.
"Dude. I don't think I can handle the real thing."
Noctis scoffed playfully and pulled the blonde close. "You telling me you don't want me inside of you? Filling you up and making you say my name until your throat's raw?" He accentuated every point with a soft roll of his hips, causing Prompto to gasp. The omega may have gotten off, but his alpha was still painfully hard, the member hot against his drying skin. Noctis smirked as he felt Prompto's dick stir with a renewed interest. "Let's take this to the bed…"
…
Prompto fell to the bed with a gentle shove, landing on his back. Noctis licked his lips at the sight in front of him. His omega, cheeks and chest flushed pink, half-lidded, sky-blue eyes glossed over, teeth biting that delicious lower lip, legs bent at the knees and spread apart, offering him a view of absolutely everything, dick hard and laying on his lower abdomen, precum glistening at the tip.
Noctis couldn't possibly suppress the possessive growl that tore from his chest even if he wanted to as he crawled onto the bed above his omega, legs tangling and hips flush against one another, supporting his upper body on his forearms as he crashed his lips upon the other, utterly dominating and devouring Prompto.
They pulled away shortly after, panting. "You're fucking perfect for me, prom… Such a good omega…" The prince practically purred against the blonde's skin as his hand gripped Prompto's thigh, spreading the legs wider and settling his hips between them. He could smell the slick, could practically taste it, and it made his mouth water.
Prompto groaned, the deep whispers of praise and affection going straight to his cock and making his entire body light up with searing heat. He wanted that more than anything. To be whatever Noctis wanted him to be. To please him. Something in him needed to give all of himself up to Noctis, needed to be absolutely taken over, dominated, bred. They may not be advised to bond, and Prompto may be taking his birth control, but none of that mattered anymore. None of it was relevant. He was engulfed in primal need.
"I'm your omega, Noct… Just yours." The blonde agreed, breathlessly, through broken cries as that hot mouth descended on a nipple, swiping it with his tongue and sucking hard.
Noctis wanted to savor him. All of him. The taste, the feel of his skin, the sound of those sinfully arousing cries. But they had limited time until the dinner started, and he was so painfully hard and needy for release. He was finding it difficult not to leave marks on the blonde beneath him. Every fiber of his being was calling out to him, urging him to mark what was his in some way, but Noctis held it in. He couldn't afford to let himself slip up, even in the slightest. It was a slippery slope from hickeys to bond marks and he wasn't about to take any chances.
He was trying to contain himself. For Prompto's sake. For Insomnia's sake. He had to control himself.
"Damn right you are." He replied and kissed Prompto's swollen lips. "I'm not going to let another alpha so much as look at you." His hand went to knead the flesh of Prompto's ass, damp and sticky with slick and the boy whined, hands clawing at Noctis' sides in a plea for some kind of friction, some form of pleasure other than the constant teasing of his mouth and hands.
"Noct, please-!", Prompto urged. He couldn't take it anymore. He hadn't expected this loving form of dirty talk from Noctis, a strange but effective combination. It was doing wonderful things to him, to his body as well as his heart. He was feeling unbearably hot, heart pounding and fluttering against his ribcage, and he could feel the slick pooling beneath him, wetting the blankets. Noctis' alpha scent mixed with the smell of arousal was all he could take in, and it had his head swimming and his eyes glossy with lust.
Noctis smirked and kissed his omega's jaw before sitting up and lining himself up. Prompto was searing hot and slick at the entrance when Noctis' tip pressed the head of his cock against it, and he shuddered, grinding against him a bit. He reveled in the needy mewl his omega let out from the action. "Anything for you, babe."
Prompto fisted the blankets beneath him tightly and hissed in a breath as Noctis pushed in completely, in one fluid thrust, burying himself to the hilt. His back arched, and he could feel the pulse of his heartbeat reverberating throughout him, all the way to his curling toes. Noctis felt so incredibly hot and stiff inside of him. Finally, he was filled, his virginity taken by his chosen mate. He looked up at his alpha and moaned when he saw the look of pure bliss that covered his face, eyes fluttering closed, mouth slightly agape, head thrown back in ecstasy, and he was rocking his hips into the blonde, shallow, slow, experimental thrusts that had Prompto squirming, sensitive to every slide inside of him.
Noctis didn't have words. He didn't think his brain would be able to process sentences at this time anyways. Prompto's insides were hot and slick, the walls of his ass squeezing around his shaft, and his cock felt like it was melting. He rolled his head back and closed his eyes, focusing on trying not to cum right then and there. So this is what Gladiolus had been trying to describe, in all of his wild stories of his sexual conquests. But, no offense to the shield, those stories paled in comparison to the real thing, the actual feeling of being buried inside of Prompto. He began rocking his hips, slowly, shallow, trying to get a feel for what pace would be best, what places to press against.
But oh, Gods, Prompto was moaning and writhing beneath him with just that, and he couldn't take it anymore.
Noctis gripped his omega's thighs as he ground his hips into him, burying himself as deep as he could, over and over again. The pace was slow at first. Prompto could sense his hesitancy, his fear of accidentally hurting him. But it was all forgotten by the prince in moments when there seemed to be no resistance or signs of pain from the blonde. Noctis began to thrust harder, faster, the front of his thighs slapping loudly against Prompto's ass with the contact.
"You're so fucking tight, Prom. So perfect." Noctis breathed out, stormy eyes locking with glossy sky-blue ones in a heated stare. He bit his lip, barely restraining a moan as his cock brushed against that sensitive bundle of nerves his fingers had found earlier, causing his retainer to clench around him and throw his head back, arching to meet his prince's thrusts, fingers gripping the sheets until his knuckles were white. "It's like you were made for me. My omega."
"Noct-!" Prompto licked his lips and reached his arms out, begging him to come closer, to embrace him. He looked so incredibly sexy, hair still half wet, brows furrowed in concentration, mouth parted open and panting, occasionally worrying his swollen lips, strong hands holding up freckled thighs, long fingers griping hard enough to bruise. He looked like he was on the verge of losing all control, and Prompto wanted to be the one to tip him over the edge and make him lose control.
Noctis smiled and gave in to his lover's request, leaning over and laying flush against him again. He held himself above the boy by bracing his weight on his forearm, his fingers running through Prompto's hair, the other hand left Prompto's thigh to travel up his side and rest against his neck, thumb brushing a gentle swipe along his jaw. Prompto smiled and cupped his prince's face, bringing him down for a kiss.
The kiss changed the feel entirely. Prompto's lips glided over Noct's. Slow, light, gentle presses of lips. Their tongues only came together just barely, just teasingly sweet swipes and presses. Entirely different from the deep, rough snap of Noctis' hips. It was so heartbreakingly gentle, so much loving emotions overflowing with it and Noctis could practically taste the love his omega was wordlessly communicating on his tongue.
Noctis' hips faltered a bit as he adjusted his rhythm, slowing down to match the gentle intensity of Prompto's kiss, turning his thrusts from wild and desperate to careful, slow, deep ones. He didn't mind the change of pace. He'd be happy taking Prompto in any way, but even though the pace was slow, it felt more passionate, more intimate and intense. Surprisingly, that was turning him on more than the previous pace had. It felt like he was worshipping the omega's body with his own. And damn it, Prompto deserved to be worshipped.
Prompto sighed against those lips appreciatingly and wrapped his legs around his prince's lower back, drawing him in even closer. If the moan that fell from the alpha's mouth was any indicator, Noctis enjoyed that very much. The hand in Prompto's hair fisted and pulled gently as Noctis thrust and ground into him, slow and deep, rubbing against all the spots needed to drive him crazy with desire.
Prompto's hands left his alpha's face to wrap under his arms and clutch at his back. Their kiss broke, and he threw his head back, crying out. His mind was going blank. He felt like his breath was being stolen from him with every clash of lips and he was involuntarily twitching with every glide of Noctis' cock inside of him. "Oh my Gods, Noct-! You're so- I can't-!" His words were coming out as a needy, desperate, breathy whine. Words were hard. Sentences were harder. He hadn't even touched his cock this time. No once, and he was already close. So close, climbing the pleasure higher. He could feel his orgasm building rapidly now, and his legs clamped around his prince tighter, pressing him deeper still.
Noctis gave a breathless smile that went unnoticed by his omega and since the boy's lips weren't available anymore, he kissed a hot trail over his neck, mouth covering every inch of skin that was offered. "You close, babe?" Another rhetorical question. Noctis knew the omega was close, could feel it in the way the boy tightened around him with every thrust, the way his legs held him close and trembled, the high pitch of desperation in his cries. He gently scraped his teeth over Prompto's adams apple and it was the final push Prompto needed to come right then, spilling his seed over his own stomach and chest, Noctis' name on his lips as he clung to the alpha desperately through his orgasm.
Hearing his name called out like that by his omega was all Noctis needed to chase Prompto's orgasm with his own, hips stuttering and breaking out into a broken pace as he thrusted a few more times. The hand buried in Prompto's half-dried hair directed the boy's head back to his own, his other hand gripping the side of his neck, holding him into place as he kissed Prompto with a bruising intensity, allowing his moans to be swallowed up as he buried himself deep into the blonde's ass and came as well.
Prompto gasped, mind and body going numb as Noctis' cum flooded his insides, filling him up, hot and wet, and it was everything. He could feel every pulse and twitch of his lover's cock as he was milked to completion, until there was nothing left to give, and only then did Noctis release Prompto's mouth to pant against his shoulder. Prompto was only barely aware of Noctis pulling out a few minutes later and rolling to the side of him, drawing their hands together and lacing their fingers. His ears were muted, like he was listening to sound under water. Not that there was anything to listen to other than the bursts of breath the two of them took as they tried to steady their racing hearts. Prompto felt light, like he was floating on air, but he also felt heavy as a brick, He was so utterly exhausted.
He could feel Noctis' semen leaking from his stretched hole and he worried his lip. Was it wrong to feel like it was a loss, to have the cum dripping out of him? To feel like he was becoming unbearably empty again?
Noctis shifted onto his side and drew the blonde into his arms, kissing at the corners of his eyes and running hands over his hair and back. "Hey, Prom- you alright? …I didn't hurt you, did I?" Noctis' voice was soft and tender and only then did Prompto realize the sides of his own eyes were wet. Had he been crying?
The retainer nuzzled into that soft, pale chest and inhaled Noctis' scent. "No, I'm okay. I promise. It was wonderful." It had been wonderful, and he didn't want to suddenly dump a whole bunch of strange omega emotions that he couldn't even begin to sort through himself on top of it. That could be a conversation for another time. He wanted to bask in the elation of finally being one with his alpha, even if they still weren't bonded. Smiling, he added, "Better than in my dreams!"
Noctis snorted. "You've dreamed about me fucking you?"
Prompto playfully shoved his shoulder. "All the time. It's been getting pretty annoying, actually. Give a guy a break once and a while, will ya?"
Noctis laughed and placed a kiss on top of the blonde's head. "Not on your life, dude. You're stuck with me forever."
Prompto rolled his eyes. "You're impossible."
"Impossibly sexy?"
"Sure, whatever you want to call it, Noct..."
Noctis tipped his retainer's face up towards him with a finger beneath his chin and kissed him sweetly. "We really should start getting ready for that dinner, though…"
The blonde groaned, feeling way too comfy and satisfied to get up. "I guess we do, huh?" He sat up and went to get out of the bed, only to lock up and fall forward when he felt a surge of pain through his hips. "Sweet Six, I'm sore…" He mumbled into the blankets and tried to push himself up, but his legs quivered and ached from the effort of trying to move them, and he gave up shortly after with a huff of annoyance. "Noct? A little help here, buddy…?"
Now.
In Noctis' defense, he had every intention of helping Prompto get up and out of bed at the time. Every intention, that is, until he saw the utterly delicious position the omega had gotten himself into.
The blonde was face-first into the blankets, hands fisted by his head, back arched and ass jutting out, legs spread apart slightly. Noctis' eyes followed the trail of cum that was leaking from his hole and sliding down his slick-covered thighs, and he swallowed. Hard.
Welp, there went his self-control.
Prompto jumped and let out a startled yelp as Noctis' hands grabbed at his ass, palming the flesh and spreading his cheek wider to get a better view of him. He leaned over the omega, nipping at the shell of his ear before whispering, "You know, we don't have to get ready just yet… We still have a good hour or so until dinner… That's plenty of time to waste, and I can think of an awesome way to waste it…"
Prompto's breath hitched in his throat as Noctis ran his tongue over the skin just beneath his ear, those strong hands travelling from his ass to grab his hips and press flush against him. He could feel Noctis' dick hardening against him and he shuddered. "C-Can you, now?" He chuckled under his breath, trying not to give in to his spoiled prince's desires. There were places to be, important things to do, damn it! He couldn't allow himself to get swept up in this! "You sure that we got time? Because your dad is a man I really don't want to piss off."
Noctis smirked and moved back a little, letting his lips ghost over the blonde's spine, brushing against him in a feather-light touch, right between his shoulder blades. The blonde tensed. "Prompto, for you, I'll make time."
The omega whimpered as his prince kissed him there. Little, delectable, open-mouthed kisses and he was surprised at how sensitive he was there, how quickly his body was already beginning to respond. Noct's lips travelled down his spine, licking and nipping and kissing at his skin and Prompto couldn't help the moans that escaped his throat. He jumped and shivered with every caress, unbelievably sensitive to each contact. It only got worse as Noctis picked up on it, beginning to be random with where he kissed next. Prompto's body was lit up, on pins and needles, never knowing where to expect the next hot slide of tongue to appear. Noctis sucked hard at one spot in particular, and it had Prompto crying out and rocking his hips back into his prince's erection.
Noctis placed a kiss over the hickey he just made and ground his hips into the blonde. He smirked. "Your back is sensitive, huh?"
"S-Shut up-!" Prompto whined, blushing furiously. "I didn't know either!"
"We know now, though, don't we?" The prince chuckled and whispered into Prompto's ear. One of his hands travelled from the omega's hip to his front, fingers wrapping around the blonde's pulsing erection. His thumb swiped over the tip, smearing the precum over it, and Prompto let out an adorable little sound. "It felt so good you're already this wet…" the alpha mused aloud, teasingly, nipping the shell of Prompto's ear after he spoke. It wasn't just his front, but his back as well. The prince could feel the growing slick covering his own thighs and cock as he pressed against his lover. "…Do you want me, Prom? Your ass is practically begging for it…"
Noctis' voice was deep and silky, hi breathe hot against his neck and ear, and it made Prompto shiver. How was it so easy for the alpha to do this to him? To make him become desperate and needy only a few minutes after absolutely shattering his world with his last orgasm? The omega hadn't meant to excite the man, hadn't meant to end up in this position, but he wasn't about to complain now that he was so worked up. He nodded, fisting the blankets in his hands and rocking his hips back into his alpha. "Yes-! Please."
Noctis sat back up and smirked. He let one hand travel down his lover's back, massaging the skin gently and coaxing him to relax. It pushed Prompto's chest further into the blankets, causing his back to arch deliciously further, and his legs to spread wider, inviting. "You're so fucking gorgeous, Prom…" The prince licked his lips at the sight and gave the blonde's ass a light squeeze before lining himself up and pushing inside.
Prompto gasped as Noctis filled him again. It felt much different than it had their first time, but no less pleasurable. If anything, it felt better, somehow. His dick was reaching further than before, the angle allowing him to travel deep. So deep, the omega thought he may break. He could feel the weight of Noctis inside him, against his lower abdomen, hot and heavy and twitching. Prompto was finding it hard to relax, to concentrate. He bit his lip and moaned, legs trembling.
Noctis actually cried out a bit as he buried himself once more inside his omega. The position was incredible. The blonde was tighter than before, much tighter, as his duck pressed in as far as it could go, rolling his hips in a grind as the omega's ass swallowed him to the base. He could feel his lover trembling beneath him and it only added to the sensation. Noctis paused, briefly, to run his hands along the blonde's spine, up and down, soothing him. He held Prompto by the hips and licked his lips. "…I'm gonna move now, ok…?"
Prompto barely had time to respond before Noctis' dick was sliding out of him, slowly, until just the tip was inside, before thrusting sharply back in, hips snapping, burying himself once more. Prompto couldn't help it, he threw his head back and cried out, Noctis' name on his lips. The alpha was so deep it almost hurt. Hell, it probably did, but Prompto could care less. He was brushing against a spot he didn't even knew existed, and he wanted more. Noctis repeated the motion, over and over, pushing his omega down with one hand splayed over the middle of his back, other hand keeping freckled hips in place. Prompto cried out with each thrust, unable to contain his voice.
"Fuck, Prom, you sound so fucking good…" Noctis groaned, his cock twitching inside of his lover, causing another tight clamp around his member and a slew of amazing noises from the blonde. Noctis decided he liked this vocal side of Prom. He wanted to hear more of him, wanted to be the one to make him let out more. Prompto was tight, so fucking incredibly wet and tight, the ass seemingly not wanting Noctis' cock to leave him. "…Tell your alpha what you want."
Prompto whimpered, bunching his hands in the blankets as those hips rocked into him. "H-Harder…!" The retainer gasped out, turning his head and chancing a glance at his lover.
"Fuck!" Noctis locked eyes with Prompto and the blonde's eyes looked so glossed over with pleasure, almost lost in it, seemingly unaware of anything but the man behind him, inside of him, and it was altogether the sexiest thing Noctis had ever seen in his life. It made the alpha growl and comply eagerly, gripping those hips so hard he may leave bruises and drilling into his retainer, skin smacking against skin, and Prompto was crying out with every thrust.
The earth was shaking. Or, maybe it was just the bed? Prompto didn't know. He couldn't tell. But each powerful push of Noctis' hips into his ass had him surging forwards a bit, rocking his entire body as he rode every wave of pleasure. He couldn't find much time to breath between every new sensation, every broken moan and call of Noctis' name, every gasp. His entire body was on fire, but paled in comparison to hot, thick and heavy that cock felt inside of him.
Noctis looked down upon that gorgeously freckled back, how the muscles rippled with the blonde's movements, with his writhing, and his eyes zoned in on that one, small hickey he had made between the boy's shoulder blades, along his spine. It stood out loudly in comparison to the slightly tanned skin, red and puffy and irritated. He had left that mark so easily, so fast.
He could do another.
A bigger, darker one, perhaps. The blonde had seemingly liked the sensation of it enough. What would be in the way of stopping him?
Or, perhaps he could do even better.
Perhaps he could nip at the flesh there. Just a small one. Nothing serious. Only just enough to break the skin maybe, taste blood, leave his mark, make it permanent.
Bond them.
His brain was going a mile a minute and he could feel goosebumps forming along his skin with the thoughts. Everything in the background was becoming fuzzy, distorted. Only Prompto was clear.
He licked his lips and paused, ignoring the whines of complaint from his omega, and gripped Prompto by the shoulders, pulling him up so that his face was no longer in the blankets. He didn't want that skin to be so far away from him anymore. He needed it closer, beneath his hands, beneath his mouth. He pulled the blonde flush against his chest and held him there, hand splayed along his hip and the other holding him along his throat. Not choking him, no. Never choking him. Just holding him up, holding him close, so that his chest met his back with every intake of breath. So that he could smell him, run his lips along that delicate shoulder. So that he could whisper and nip at that adorably flushed ear.
Prompto whined initially, when his prince stopped delving into him in order to reposition him, but he found he didn't mind the new one. The hand at his hip kept him steady on his shaking legs and the other had his throat, gripping it with only a slight pressure, and he could feel the heat radiating off Noctis' body behind him. So warm, so soft, and he smelled so good, and he found himself relaxing into the new position rather easily. He turned his head and whimpered, rocking his hips back against his mate, desperate for the friction inside of him to continue.
"So eager." Noctis chuckled and turned his own head to capture Prompto's mouth in a kiss. A kiss that was much too short for Prompto's liking, leaving him whining again once it was over, but a kiss nonetheless. Noctis could only feel a little bad for his mate, however, his mind on far more dangerous motives. "Don't worry, I'll give you what you want."
Prompto practically purred when Noctis' hips continued that deep, hard rhythm within him, fresh slick dripping out of his hole every time the prince withdrew, with lewd sloppy noises. He let his head fall back on his lover's shoulder, eyes fluttering closed and mouth agape as he was pounded into. Noctis' mouth descended onto his neck, sucking and kissing and scraping with his teeth, and he tightened up with every possessive growl that left the man's chest.
"Wanna own you, Prom. Want you to be only mine." Prompto's heart pounded in his chest at a particularly rough scrape of teeth over the juncture where neck met shoulder. His prince's words echoed in his mind. He could feel his orgasm building, coiling quickly, and he was surprised by how much the simple wordless threat of teeth against him set him on fire, set him on edge with anticipation and fear that only heightened his arousal.
"N-Noct-!" Ah-!" The alpha bit a little too roughly along the shell of his ear, and he tensed, squeezing down on his prince and only egging the man on with how incredible the reaction felt. Noctis' nails were digging into his hip, the hand around his throat holding him a little more firmly.
"Wanna bond you to me so bad, Prom… Just say the word and I'll do it." Noctis' words were coming out broken and rough, pleasure building in him fast.
The situation was dangerous. The way Prompto wanted Noctis to bite him was dangerous. He was close, he could feel that Noctis was close as well. The more their orgasms were building, the less rational their brains were becoming, but by the grace of whatever God was out there watching over him, Prompto retained enough rationality to kiss Noctis briefly and pull away to breathe, "No- No biting.", into his ear.
Noctis worried his lips with his teeth to satisfy the urge to bite, if even only a little, and nodded, nuzzling his face against his omega's hair, breathing him in. He couldn't find it in him to be anything more than faintly upset at the blonde's choice. It was just as much Prompto's choice as well as his own, and so naturally Noctis wanted only what his omega would agree to. He'd hold off a little longer. He'd hold off for as long as he had to. "Yeah- Ok. Sorry. Just love you so much, Prom- I love you." Noctis laid delicate little kisses against blonde locks, showering his lover in little affections that greatly clashed with their rough fucking, but it made Prompto's heart flutter in his chest all the same.
Prompto mewled and rocked his hips back to meet his alpha's thrusts, which were steadily becoming rougher and more desperate. "I know, doll… Love you too."
Noctis hummed and gently pushed his mega back down towards the bed, onto his hands and knees, and sucked in a breath as the blonde called out his name in ecstasy. "Gonna cum, Prom-"
Prompto looked behind him to lock eyes with his chosen mate, giving him a sultry smirk. "Do it."
Noctis moaned as his held onto Prompto's shoulders and held the boy still as he rammed into him roughly a few more times and came, cock twitching and spurting all it had into his mate, filling him up. The feeling of Noctis' semen filling him up cause Prompto to tip over the edge of his pleasure, biting his lip and screwing his eyes shut as he came, shooting spurts of cum over the blankets beneath him.
They both fell onto the bed, panting, catching their breath. Noctis' fingers laced between Prompto's and he laid light, chaste kisses along the back of his neck, at his hairline. He remained buried inside of the omega until his dick finally softened and he pulled out. Prompto grimaced as the semen leaked from his ass to soil the bed even further. One of them would have to do the laundry tonight. He was not sleeping in that.
After a few long minutes, Prompto nudged his alpha. "Dude… For real this time… We have got to get ready for this dinner."
Noctis groaned, wanting to do nothing but lay in bed, holding Prompto close and maybe fucking a few more times. With a laugh, he replied, "Can you even make it out of bed this time?"
Prompto grimaced when he tried to get up, but failed. "Fuck you."
Noctis laughed and pulled him closer. "Whenever you want, babe."