Hey everyone,

I hope everyone is doing well?

Well here it is, the next chapter. Not as long as the previous ones, as I didn't have that much time to write on it. But I am continuing to work hard on the evolving story, as now I have a definite direction on how to complete everything.

This part is focused completely on Prom and Noct, as this will be the last time for a long while where they have such a fluffy, smutty and funny time together. Things will get serious from the next chapter onward, yup.

Ravus is the guy with the hood, the one who looks like a member of Assasins Creed (UPDATE: he's now officially revealed as Ravus Nox Fleuret, Luna's brother!). In my story, he is the son of King Eldercapt of Niflheim and they have the Crystal of Lucis. Ravus in my story also is Prompto's older brother because Luna doesn't exist in this plot, yep!

I dedicate this chapter to my dear reader LisAlice :), enjoy it my dear! Thank you all for reading so far!

Warnings: yaoi (m/m sex), mild language ...

Enjoy reading everyone!

Kamuel

Chapter 07: The Archeans Part Two - Prompto POV

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It is dark outside and I stretch my body on the bed, groaning in pleasure. Ignis has woken us up to eat something. It seems we have slept through the whole afternoon and now I feel well rested.

Ever since Noct has woken up, he has been very silent.

And right now he is so very tender and so gentle to me. My heart is threatening to burst with affection for him. He is kissing me oh so softly all over and embracing and caressing me so soothingly that, good Lord, I believe to be melting inside of his secure arms anytime soon if he doesn't stop.

He makes me... how to describe this...

I finally feel complete.

Yeah, this is how he makes me feel.

Complete.

This is such an alien feeling for me. It is so grounding and absolute, that I seriously start to fear myself now. I don't know who I am anymore.

Do I even deserve to be loved like this?

What I have known all my life so far was, how to be shunned and be hated by others. Nobody has ever taken their time and energy to learn about my true self properly - as properly as Noct, Ignis and Gladio did.

I only knew of how all other people judged me for what my family once far back into the past apparently did. We all were fugitives from a distant northern territory, where we fled from a horrible war that was taking place at that time. I don't have any exact memories about that specific time and place, guess I've been too young.

Today, some elitist people in Lucis are still frowning down upon me. They somehow put that blame on me, saying my family was not strong and not loyal enough to fight in such a meaningless war.

For these people, dying seems to be more glorious, than surviving and saving many more lifes in return.

As Noct said to me so many times before, my family did the right thing. Had they not chosen to leave the country, I would not be alive today. If I could ever meet my family one more time, I would cry my heart out in my deepest gratitude. Because, their brave past actions have allowed me to stay alive, to become the human being that I am today. Without them, there would be no royal family of Lucis to adopt me into their midst. I wouldn't have led such a good life alongside my new friends and new familiy.

And I wouldn't have met Noct... and wouldn't have fallen so hard in love with somebody so special. And I wouldn't know of such a rare and meaningful connection, that Noct and I seem to share.

As the only surviving fugitive, I feel it is my duty and honor to become the person my family always wanted me to be. And all thanks to Noct, who is so strong, so compassionate and so damn good to me, I do not only believe, I now know, that I can become that person they have envisioned.

I won't leave his side for the world. And I'll follow him even beyond this world if needed.

I smile fondly at him when he is glancing up into my eyes, as if reading my mind.

It's like we need no words anymore, because the soft look in our eyes is more than sufficient for us to communicate our mutual feelings to each other. For two guys, at our young age, this over-emotional behaviour and understanding is extremely unusual and rare. We behave like two very old souls, that finally have found each other again...

And well, this is what I think we truly are.

Old souls.

He is making me feel so precious. A deep unknown urge is making me to want to merge entirely into his being, to crawl literally into his heart. To become one with him in absolutely everything.

Is something like this even possible? If the both of us were to be pure energy beings, how would sex work and feel like? Would it be the kind of merging that my heart is longing for, but because of our current and limited physical bodies this all-encompassing urge to merge can't be achieved?

My hand reaches upwards to stroke over the side of his beautiful face. He seems to know what I am thinking right now, because he is taking me even more tightly into his arms and kisses my forehead lovingly in answer.

Lord. I didn't know he could be this endearing. And I love every second of it.

I think, today, I just fell for him all over again.

A few hours back, when we were bathing together, he took his time and energy to clean my body first. And that was such a selfless action for him, it made my heart melt. I know that he was tired as hell, and still, he was truly making love to me, with his beautiful hands and his tender caresses, his soft kisses on my skin. And my heart and body couldn't help but respond, even when I was dead tired inside.

And when it was my turn to pleasure him and return my affections, I felt that he was as aroused as I was. And I just had to touch him. All of a sudden a raging desire inside of me wanted us to completely liquefy our being into one. It was not only lust - not only in the sense we as humans might understand. The emotions were much more complex, complicated even. This need for him grew so strong, that I hoped my hand touching his hard arousal would wake up his need and passion once more and would once again overcome his tiredness to fulfill my deep and selfish wish to merge...

And by all that is holy, trust Noct to do everything in an intense and thorough way.

I've heard people say, that sex becomes better and better with time... and I have to agree now. The first time was amazing. His alien power had merged with my life force for the first time, so both of us were totally under it's influence. Noct's force has been acting as a huge aphrodisiac for both of us. But, the second time we joined, Noct and I were definitely more in control of ourselves and this time I could feel every inch of him, I was more aware of his distinct desire and love for me. Our second time has been incredibly amazing. I couldn't make any sounds of pleasure at all. It felt -that- damn good. After Noct heaved us out of the bathtub, it was only a matter of mere seconds until he was making me entirely delirious and drunk with ecstasy. Every fiber of my being was burning up with his intensity, from his focused thrusts, my head was reeling with a sheer bottomless and pure craving for more that I almost couldn't breath properly whenever he pounded hard into me and brought me higher and higher with each measured thrust of his strong hips.

Where did he learn to do that? He was amazing...

Hell, just thinking about it makes me want to seduce him again, for us to fall hungrily over each other once more. It's as if there is a place inside me that only he can fill up with his essence - metaphorically and literally speaking. I still have to adapt to this intense and constant craving that I have for his touch. It's madly addictive.

My body is giving a deep shudder with want, my fingers shaking slightly against the soft skin of his face and Noct is rising his eyebrows immediately at my involuntary reaction to my lecherous thoughts. I quickly look down, licking over my lips and feeling a bit ashamed of myself when I feel my erection rising against his belly.

Seriously, I have no self-control over my nether regions whatsoever.

Squeezing my eyes shut in nervous anticipation to his reaction, I feel how he's grasping my chin gently, rising my face up to him so that he can look up straight into my eyes.

And from the look on his face, I know how terrible I am at trying to hide my emotions from him - because he already knows.

A sexy, beautiful smile is appearing on his face while he is teasing me with a slight nudge of his nose against mine. "You are insatiable...", he murmurs somewhat breathlessly and almost touching my lips with his soft ones.

I manage to back away a bit to hide my red face with my hands. My trembling voice muffled as I say back: "It's entirely your fault. It's the only thing I can think about, because you feel so good inside of me... I can't stop wanting you to touch me all over again."

He is taking my hands into his own and looking intently at my red face for some long, silent moments. "Prom, you don't know how I madly, badly wish we had all the time in the world to make love for hours, for days, for weeks and for months, until our body and minds are deeply and completely sated for a long, long while." I give a longing sigh at the images that his words induce in my groin. He is caressing my bottom lip with his thumb as he is continuing to say: "But for now, I can only promise you, that as soon as there is the time and place for it, I'll fullfill every secret fantasy and erotic wish that you have. Just so you know, you are not alone, I am as insatiable as yourself." He is guiding one of my hands to his groin and a hungry gasp is escaping me at the feeling of his arousal against my fingers.

With regret lacing his voice, he whispers before he is giving the tip of my nose a peck: "But, we will have to wait."

"Oh damn it all to hell Noct, I know this is such a selfish thing to say, as there are so many duties and important obligations waiting for you, for us, but you don't know how much I look forward for that time and place to finally come. Honestly, I barely can't hold myself back from touching you all over. The pull between us is so damn strong and I love you so damn much!". I hold his face with my shaking hands and refrain from kissing his lips, not daring to initiate anything that would make me lose control, so I kiss his chin instead, trembling inside when I say: "Noct, you drive me completely out of my mind these days. Really." I moan in deep frustration and hide my face against his warm neck, my arms pulling him tightly towards me, burying my nose deep into his soft hair strands. Just savouring his warmth and presence and heady scent all around me.

He is nuzzling his face lovingly against me in return and I feel his smiling lips on my skin. Suddenly I do remember him saying something very interesting that I just can't leave unspoken. "I think... I just heard you say that... you'll fullfill every secret fantasy of mine?"

"Yes.", he replies huskily, clearing his throat once and drawing away to watch me curiously as my fingers start to play with his soft hairstrands.

"Do you... want to hear one of my fantasies right now?"

His eyes are widening with interest and he is nodding once, gulping slightly. And I chuckle at the eager expression in his eyes. "Hmmh, let's see ..." I rise my hand to my chin to look like being entirely lost in thought. "Ah, I have found one ... but well, it's kind of a mix of two games actually, like the ones called hide and seek and catch me if you dare. Only the adult X-rated versions of it." His eyebrows disappear behind his dark fringe. Now I have his thorough attention, so I continue: "I would love to... experience the thrill of playfully being chased, trapped and captured by you... it's nothing really outrageous in that sense, but this is one of my biggest fantasies that I have. Just do it spontaneously, sometime when it's dark outside. I want to be surprised." I wiggle my eyebrows teasingly at him.

He is openly smirking at me now, eyes twinkling and showing his playful side as he is proping up his elbow on the pillow below him, supporting his head with his hand. His fringe is falling a bit over his blue eyes as he is simultaneously eating me up with them. "Heh, sounds fun... I can already see it happening. So, let's do this as soon as it's possible. Anything more you'd like to share?"

Now his attitude is downright sexy. He loves this.

A pang of deep desire is rushing through me as I fight with myself not to suddenly tackle his body and... do ero-stuff to him.

Come on Prompto, get a hold of yourself! You are stronger than this.

How in the world could I ever refuse to spill my darkest, most erotic fantasies to him, seeing him opening up like that? The only downside (or upside) is, that all these intimate confessions do not really help on cooling us down. ...so... let's see where this is going.

"Well... another fantasy of mine, is to give you a very intimate and thorough massage. Starting like a normal one would, you know? Spreading lavishly some tantalizing scented massage oil over your bare skin and then the palms of my hands begin to massage the muscles on your neck, shoulders and back ... then my fingers would knead and move very slowly, very firmly, lower and much lower to your slim hips, then to your sexy backside and I think this is the place where my hands will be intensely occupied for a very long, long time." I can see his eyes growing wide with interest. "And after I got your thorough attention, instead of pleasuring you where you would want me the most, I would move lower, kneading your firm thighs for some time, the solid calf of your legs, and the skin of your sexy feet, being careful to not miss even an inch of your skin and rippling muscles, until you cry out for more firm touches further up ... by then, well, I would start kneading your entire flesh upwards and further upwards... a few inches higher... very slowly, very temptingly, seducing you with my touch..."

I lean forward to almost touch my lips to his to whisper my intentions to him more intimately. All the while he is staring totally captivated and fascinated into my eyes, his breathing becoming labored with each word that tickles his mouth. "And then... my lips and tongue would follow the trail of my hands and as I start to lick you clean, and as my lips are marking you in all the right places, my fingers begin to explore uncharted territory on your unblemished soft skin ... and I savour the erotic sounds that you make while giving you the same pleasure that you have given me so many times before. I want to drive you absolutely mad with my tongue and ... my fingers teasing and sliding deep inside that hidden place of yours, the tip of my tongue following inside and..."

Our breaths hitch at the same time.

His forehead is now leaning on mine, our eyes closing down in mutual longing for each other. And then I whisper full of desire: "Noct, damn, let's just stop here. I'm a hot mess inside. I'll not be able to calm my cock down if we continue to talk about these subjects any longer. Just... Gods, please, just read that sex magic book that Ignis gave you. Most of my fantasies have arisen from its detailed content and this should give you some good ideas about the rest."

He doesn't say anything in return. I can only hear his excited sounding breaths, the air he exhales puffing and tickling my skin. I lick over my dry lips, touching lightly his bottom lip with the tip of my tongue. Risking a quck sneak up to his eyes, the sounds of my blood are rushing in my veins loudly enough for my ears to ring uncomfortably as I get to see his cheeks flushed a beautiful red from his arousal, a hue of red appearing around his irises, glowing eyes which are only half-open, staring somewhere far ahead of him, seemingly totally lost inside the fantasy that I just narrated to him.

"Noct..." I whisper his name to get his attention, almost moaning his name as I feel his power calling for me.

Once he snaps back to reality, he tells me something that makes my heart start to beat frantically. "Prom, what you just confessed is the same fantasy, that I have of you as well ... I want pleasure you in the same way ... let's try this next time, when we have a whole night for ourselves." I just give a slight nod with my head in response, restraining myself from doing anything that is sexually related, especially when he is opening his mouth, and my eyes stray to fix themselves hungrily on his flexible tongue darting out to moisten his lower lip. As he realizes the lustful expression on my face, he swears in a hoarse voice, "Fuck, the lewd things I want to do with you right now... "

His hand shoots forward, grasping around the nape of my neck, fingers sliding up to the back of my head to push my surprised lips firmly onto his waiting ones and his tongue already ravishes my mouth as if wanting to swallow me whole. I moan keenly as he is falling back onto the pillow, pulling me down with him to lie fully on his nude body - neither of us were sleeping with clothes on as they were still damp and dirty a few hours ago. And then he proceeds to knead my unclad bottom cheeks with his skilled hands lustfully against his groin and our hips align and are starting to move all on their own while our kisses intensify. My legs are spreading on each side of his slim hips to have better control over my thrusts, rubbing our arousals sensually with each moment of my hips over his. My hands grasp frantically the sides of his face while we kiss wetly and deeply and we groan out passionately, and holy shit, now I'm absolutely sure that we won't stop ourselves from devouring each other! So I break our kiss with a gasp, propping up my upper body on my elbow beside him, and without pondering for too long, I take both of our hard cocks into my hand and start pleasuring ourselves with swift and firm strokes, rubbing solid hot flesh against hot flesh, as we don't have much time now to venture into the more unrestricted erotic pleasures that we both crave at this moment.

Now it's my turn to study his beautiful face, as he is throwing his head back deep into the pillow behind him, black hair spreading all over the white fabric, ruffling the glossy hair strands up as he is stretching his delectable looking throat before me, bending his back erotically and swallowing hard after letting out a lustful cry. A cry which I can only answer with much needier strokes of my now slippery hand, and I close my eyes to focus on my ministrations when I feel that the tendrils of his power begin to support our mutual pleasure. And if I'm not completely wrong, for the very first time, he is feeling the same intense pleasure that his power only gave to me until now. I can read this from his expressions reactions, because right in this moment I watch him looking up at the ceiling with wide, glowing red eyes and he is groaning out in such a stimulating way, that I can feel ourselves instantly inching closer to climax.

I sense my inner intuition, as it is making me suddenly aware of the possibility to control his tendrils of magic with my will as well, now that our life forces have been bound together, and a rush of something so -carnal- is taking a hold of my muddled brain! I suddenly want to gift him back all the untold pleasures he had given me before and I focus intensely on the magic tendrils to charge with my life force and to move every fiber of his alien power to enter the untouched spot between his sexy buttocks and for them to concentrate and stroke relentlessly over his sensitive point of pleasure deep within, over and over and over again. The same movements, the same pleasuring, as he did so many times to me, hoping he is loving and enjoying this as much as I did. Just from remembering how intense and amazing this feels, I let out a craving moan for him as my rapidly stroking hand, now wet with precum and sweat, is gliding so deliciously over our hard cocks to bring us over the edge. I have now a hard time focusing on anything else.

And holy hell ...

I gasp out loud at his natural sultry movements under me, because he is seriously too sensual right now! I drink up every move and sound that he makes with huge greed!

His back is now bending even more, his chest touching mine, his limbs trembling all over, his beautiful hands balled into tight fists and clutching the blanket beneath him in a fierce grip with his long fingers, the muscles on his arms strained and the veins on his skin visible, which are throbbing with unadulterated need for more. The incredible sight before me makes me almost lose my mind. And then his head is moving rapidly from side to side, sounds of raw pleasure escaping from his wide open lips, his face bearing an absolute titillating expression. And just when he is glancing deep into my eyes my breathing stops.

Gods ... this heavy look of passion in his eyes should be forbidden, he is capturing me, begging me, pleading with me, as if not sure if I should end this heart-stopping erotic torture or if I should intensify all these mad feelings inside of him even more. Locked with him in a sexual haze I decide to do the latter, lavishing onto him everything that I feel for him at once, trying to fill up every single pore of his heated skin in his immense carnal need. I'm almost drowning deep down into those beautiful red eyes of his, which now are slowly rolling back inside of his eyelids while they close tightly, hiding themselves from me. And I earn a keen, immersed groan from his lips that makes my cock twitch eagerly against his. These simultaneous raw sensations, the sexual impressions both on his painfully hard cock in the front and on his sensitive prostata deep inside on the back are shattering his senses with a blast. His white teeth start clenching visibly from the growing arousing pressure, harsh inhales and exhales escaping him through his slender nose, and then he is stretching his head far back into the pillow once more to rise his hips up and with a prolonged pure wild cry he is spurting his hot seed all over my hand and up to his sexy chest.

Never in my life did I have the pleasure to watch something as hot and beautiful and intimate as the sight of Noct coming apart from pleasure before my eyes!

His hot cock pulsing and twitching madly and making my hand strokes even more slippery, bringing me not even a second later over the edge as well, the expressions on his face far too erotic for words! "Oh God, Noct!" I cry out his name hoarsely as the almost violent climax is robbing me of my breath and is rending me mindless with the spiking pleasures it brings!

We are both groaning and whimpering from the bewitching feelings, the craving for each other momentarily sated as my strokes on our softening cocks do lessen, my now wet hand continuing to pleasure our spent flesh, squeezing every bit of lustful drop out of them until they become so sensitive that I need to let go. My trembling fingers now coated fully with the evidence of our unbelievable sensual experience.

Noct is so incredibly beautiful, it's painful in a good way to watch him catch his breath ...

He is pulling me down on him, almost crushing me with his last strength and I start to feel very dizzy with the pleasure of our strong afterglow. I immediately hug him tightly back and I bury my face deep into his neck, kissing his damp skin there and waiting out, until our irregular breaths and furious heartbeats slowly return back to normal. His shaky hands are stroking in languid, gentle movements over the entire skin of my back that is soaked in fresh sweat.

I just have two words for what just happened ...

Heaven and Hell!

With us there is nothing boring, nothing dull and lifeless, it's unbelieveable.

He is kissing the top of my head once and then drawing weakly the blanket over ourselves, just in case the guys outside decide to burst into the caravan right at this moment.

After a long while, where we are just lying there in sated silence, caressing each other lovingly, he suddenly jokes with an absolute erotic and husky voice: "Would you mind terribly, if my brain just left this galaxy to meet yours somewhere over the rainbow, keeping you company for a while? Because it spontaneously decided to stay over there and I fear it won't come back anytime soon."

I burst out in laughter, clutching him tighter, my body shaking in amusement while replying jokingly back: "At least there are now two of us. Utterly brainless guys, but sexy as hell."

He is letting a low sensual chuckle out, continuing the fun banter: "Yes, sexy as hell. This should suffice to keep our mind-blowing sexual relationship going. No need to fear for any exploding brains inside of our empty skulls, as they have already left prematurely for honeymoon - far away and far ahead of their own schedule."

We laugh outloud at our brainless selves, caressing each others skins fondly.

"Wait. This implies our brains have already been married. Imagine now their combined intellectual outpourings! They could become legendary!"

Noct is snorting a laugh and then adding: "If these legendary outpourings are anywhere near as close as the shocking orgasms that we continue to live to feel, than we have definitely surpassed Ignis with his formidable and frustratingly big brain of his. We just need to patiently wait until the honeymoon is over, for our sated brains to wobble their way back home into their sexy bodies and join us to this ongoing fierce intellectual battle between him and us."

Chuckling, I lean sideways to have a better look at his face, my eyes shining in amusement right as he is stealing a mirthful glance at me. I grin back in response, knowing that he just came up with some crazy, but hilarious theory, so I continue to listen intently.

He is laughing softly at my anticipatory expression, articulating comically with his left hand in the empty air and then adding further: "Just imagine, our newlywed brains, no longer virgins, steeled with all kinds of convincing but dangerous words and sexy moves - skills collected and absorbed carefully from various occult languages of the foreign dimensions, where they just had very hot and bookish sex for the entire time, to dutifully learn the extremely volatile vocabulary, memorizing every sentence until they knew every sexual technique backwards."

I slap my palm over my forehead and laugh out at his broad sense of humor. "If I had only known what kind of images I would start rolling into this cute head of yours, with the Sex Magic-book and all the funny no-brain talk. What have I done?! Our brains will never recuperate!"

"Oh hush. Just wait until you heard everything." Now he is leaning sideways to face me fully, and is using his facial expressions as well, in addition to his hands, to boast and to exaggerate his high words of wisdom. And I can't help but laugh the entire time, tears appearing in my eyes because of overexerting my stomach so much, as he continues to tell his tale:

"Are you ready? Now beware! One epic battle of massive proportions begins! Our fully trained brains, filled with infinite prime sexual knowledge versus Ignis's brutally intelligent brain! Our brains dance their boozy-dance in tandem, shaking their fuzzy brainy cotton balls at Ignis, their fatal hits being a constant bullseye! The hits level up now to full orgasmic mathematical algorithms, confusing the hell out of everyone present and exeeding every expectation of any award-winning living or dead eminent scientist alike, as they are sitting in the front row with their stylish 3D-glasses to judge and to witness the ultimate defeat of Ignis and thus staggering him to his weak knees, all because of this smashing fusion of two totally overpowering, totally cosmic brain-tastic geniuses!"

He makes a thrilling pause and I widen my eyes playfully in eager wonder.

"But! Our brains are all of a sudden gasping in absolute terror, in dire need for more oxygen! Why? Because! Ignis suddenly brings out this secret weapon from under his sleeve! Kicking the brain-melting Sex Magic book with his feet masterfully in their direction! No evading possible! And now all present and non-present brains do prepare psychically and emotionally for the finishing blow. Why the preparation, you ask?! Because, our own brains just have that intense, love-struck expressions on their brainy faces, absorbing the beyond bees and flowers-Sex Magic book into themselves and they instantly cement their deep marriage with the Holy Red Bow, binding it proudly around their glistening foreheads, through this act the brains are becoming one! The special effects are amazing! They threaten to crack up Ignis's 3D-glasses sitting very high on his brain and hurting his fragile eyes in return! And for their last, supreme attack, they summon their brute Phantom Swords of Lust in bitter revenge! Ignis's brain is now completely falling apart, because all of a sudden, this final battle is culminating into this absolutely insane, crescending spiral of mad burning love! Furious hits after furious hits on his weakened brain, higher and deeper, until it reaches it's fulminant and blinding climax! Gushing it's effusions openly out into the universe! Surpassing even the high-point of the Big-Bang! It is melting everything within the radius of our galaxy with it's gigantic erruption, erasing every brainy evidence in existence! Only our sexy bodies are left standing. And for us to have that happy end that we crave, the sexy bodies live their brainless lives happily long after, having blissfully sex every day, every hour and every minute of their empty lifes. Hoping, that one day, new brains will grow out of their passionate mating. Which would probably start an ongoing cycle of reincarnation of Ignis's calculating brain, hence starting the epic battle all over again. And the sexual adventure continues."

We both roar out in laughter and I shake my head at him. "God! How do you always come up with this hilarious stuff?! It's genius! Crazy, that's what you are."

He is just stretching his tongue out at me in a cheeky way, wiggling it teasingly in front of my face and I immediately lean over to catch his tongue with mine, kissing the breath out of him. Enjoying his wet tongue playing with mine, while we look playfully into our eyes, he suddenly starts tickling me at my sides and I squeal out in laughter, trying to escape his evil clutches, almost ripping the bedlinen apart with my feet and almost falling down from our bed. But he is quickly catching me from behind and continuing to bite and tickle and kiss me silly. I scream breathlessly in laughter at him: "Stop! Ah! Gods! Noct! Please, spare me! Aaah! I surrender! Noct, stop!" and it's only half-heartily that I try to push at his arms, because I love his playful side and I know how much he is enjoying making me squirm and scream in a girl-ish way.

Finally he is letting go of me, ending the sweet torture and I'm lying on my back, trying my best to breath properly again, smiling at him widely and shaking my head in amusement at his antics. Then he is suddenly leaning over me, strong arms spread on each side of my head. His beautiful face smiling softly, and it is enhancing his attractive features so, so much ...

It's frightening at how I do love him. Inside and out ...

"Prom?"

"Hm?"

"Thank you."

My eyes return the soft look of his eyes. I know his thanks aren't meant only for today ... they are meant for our past, our present and for our future.

So I take his hand into mine, interlacing our fingers together. And I give him a honest and heartfelt reply.

"It's my pleasure."

...

"And? Any new results?"

"Ah, Ravus. The Crystal of Lucis still isn't reacting properly. I don't understand, we have tried everything so far, but..."

"I see. Maybe the Crystal is still bound to the rightful heir of Lucis. We need to get a hold on him for the Crystal to submit completely to our wills."

"Why do you think the Crystal is bound to Noctis? Even King Regis didn't have this kind of control over the artifact. Never before has a Crystal been bound to a mere mortal as far as I know, its powers are too volatile."

"You are right, it shouldn't be possible. But something tells me that either the heir of Lucis is more than his family lets on, or he is additionally bound to a special someone, who in turn keeps the Crystal bound to him. Send everyone who is available to search for any leads to his lot. We need to find the Prince before my father does. Archean Titan has been awakened."

"Are you sure Ravus? That's madness! Titan, the Archean of the earth element, is the one who is the most unpredictable! He is beyond your father's control... what had he been thinking?"

"Wish I would know. When you find them, bring Prince Noctis here, it's time to look into his subconscious mind to find the answers you seek. The offer you made, the reason you are here, see that you provide us with the results. Our time runs thin."

"I understand. I can't thank you enough, Ravus."

...

To be continued.