Hey dears,
next chapter up :). I'm sure you couldn't wait to read what happens next, so I wrote diligently the whole Sunday through on this chapter to make you all happy ^_^Y. I hope you like it! I had certainly a lot of fun writing it!
Prompto has changed ... a lot, haha. But I think I managed to write him still in character, what do you think?
ben4kevin: thanks, it was finally time for the Reunion to happen ;)))
Lisa: Thank you very much, my dear :)! Glad to hear from you! Don't worry, next chapter will be focused on Bahamut, so I hope everyone will understand his true motivations. And YESSS! Prompto has longer hair! Imagine his older design only two years older :). And of course I did it only for you my dear, you know I love it to make you blush and faint, haha ;).
Enjoy this chapter everyone!
WARNING: m/m lime (sexual situation at the end of the chapter happening), mature readers only!
Kamuel
Chapter Fifteen - Home - Prompto POV
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I'm back home, for good.
Back to Noct.
Back to my own timeline. At last.
How many nights spent in loneliness have I longed for this day to finally come?
Feels like an eternity to me since that moment when I've been saved by my past self and arriving at ancient Accoris ...
How many months, or even years, have passed for me since I last saw Noct, since I last saw everyone? If my guesses are right, almost two years have gone by since then.
The shattering noise of glas makes me jump in fright, bringing me back to reality. I crouch down with a soft laugh at myself, to gather up the broken bits of glass and to throw them away. It seems, the only thing that hasn't changed, is me still being a clumsy fellow.
Thank Etro for Atlas and Chronus, bless those two. Without their insights and advice at a time where my hectic state of mind ruled my actions, a few days before my departure I wouldn't have given such a proper thought about setting up this place with enough clean water, food, clothes and space for a warm and cozy shelter - among other important things that Noct and I would need out here to survive a few weeks.
As I glance at the wide and soft handmade bed, I scratch the top of my head somewhat embarrassed while asking myself if the large ammount of cuddly duvets with their fluffy blankets and all the cozy cushions and perceived amount of hundreds of pillows were indeed not a little bit too much ...?
Noct hasn't seen the interior of this space yet.
My shoulders give a shrug. What am I exactly fretting about?
It's all for Noct.
Everything in here is intended to aid me in adding to his comfort.
And, if there is anything that Noct is needing the most right now, is time for healing. For pleasure and comfort, in preparation for some major energy consuming tasks that he has to accomplish soon.
My hands haven't stopped trembling with excitement at finally being home again, all alone with my beloved soulmate ...
With Noct.
How damn much did I miss to have him close ... all this long waiting has been so terribly painful.
I won't lie, the longing for him has grown to massive proportions over the long time we've been separated and I can't wait for us to touch intimately again.
A smile stretches over my lips when I hear sounds of water dribbling and splashing outside of these walls.
After anouncing firmly that he wants to hear proper answers and information from me, Noct has silently taken his new clothes, a soft towel and Atlas's favorite soap that I sneaked inbetween the fabrics, and has stomped his way out to clean his body all by himself.
Oh, believe me when I say, that I would have loved to join him. But there was something very awkward in his posture that made me rethink my decision to tease him and to stop myself from asking if I might help out to scratch some of his itches ... it might have come onto him a little bit too strong me thinks.
Well, it's expected after all this time. I have to admit to be disappointed that we didn't hug or kiss yet, I would have thought after finally meeting each other again that he would be estatic, to be eager to have me inside his arms again. In the same way I would have been in his stead.
The only thing that reassured me in that moment were the deep emotions I could read from his face. All those complex feelings, coloured in different shades, that were playing intently inside of his beautiful eyes. I recognized the love and the desire he has for me - before he almost ran out of this cave in a hurry as if the devil himself was after him.
I chuckle and shake my head in good humor at his weird behaviour.
Maybe after we have eaten and have talked in detail about our situation, and have exchanged all vital information, he will be able to open up to me as he did once before. He needs to. It's the only way for him to get his powers back ...
I stand up to clean up the small kitchen counter, having prepared lunch just now for the both of us. It's only a light vegetable soup - serving broth with freshly baked bread. And some fruits for dessert. Nothing out of the ordinary as I didn't exactly inherit Ignis's cooking genes, but it's still delicious and perfect for warming us up and helps to chase away the clammy chill. I did learn many useful things back in Accoris and the wicked ability to stop time does help a lot in preserving fresh food over centuries.
Actually the entire place around this cave was set in a stasis for many thousands of years. Chronus and Atlas did help me to set everything up for this day, for when I would come back at the right time and place to save the life of my soulmate.
It was Noct's destiny to figure out some important things about himself first, else I would have come back much sooner and I could have prevented all the things that happened to him so far. I wanted to return back to the moment before I 'died', to save him from his future pain and suffering, but I wasn't allowed to go that far back into his past, not allowed to tamper with his own free will.
It wasn't planned that the wormholes would be that unstable. I had to jump into several different wormholes, only to come out every single time at the wrong time and place - it got me many failures and tries to do it right and to reach the right timeline. Whoever said that time travelling is easy has obviously never time travelled themselves. Knowledge alone about time travel isn't sufficient, but the combination of your skills and experiences help it to be.
I will never forget the relieved and awed expression on Noct's face, when he first opened his sad eyes and saw me standing there before him. I knew that he gave up on life and was about to say farewell. The look of his swollen red eyes and the trails of his tears on his face made my heart ache with love and pain for him and I would have done everything he would have asked me at that moment to avenge what has been done to him. I was ready to blast Bahamut into the deepest parts of hell if I hadn't learnt from Chronus that their meeting was intended to happen by the will of the Divine ...
To think that I could have almost lost him to Bahamut's anger. Alone this thought is making me wish to go back out there and bring an end to the Archeans sheer madness for wishing to kill his one and only best friend he has ever had.
Noct and the Archeans share a tightly intertwined past, which only in this lifetime is about to find its deserved conclusion.
For everything that Noct has gone through, I have to say he is emotionally quite stable. I'm glad that I was worried for nothing. Speaks of how strong he truly is ... his potential to grow is immense and I'll do my best to accelerate the growth of his strength and magical power with all that I have, with all that I am.
After all, this is why Noct and I are here in this cave in the first place.
For sexual healing. For getting his alien power back to function at full force and to fill up his energy reserves to the limit.
I just don't know how he will react to the fact, that to get his strength and power fully back, he would need to improve his self-control by a mile first and foremost.
I smile in a secret way while polishing the silverware for the upteenth time.
Yeah, he doesn't know what will hit him, since from a personal experience I have quite the idea of what he is in for.
In this regard I changed a lot while I've been away.
As somebody who always loved to tease the hell out of him, I'll make sure to thoroughly enjoy watching him squirm in pleasure within the next few days.
Yeah, I'm glad to be back.
...
Setting up a stasis spell over the hot lunch for it to stay warm, I wash my hands clean and wait for Noct to come back. Meanwhile I busy myself to lit all fireplaces inside this place ablaze with my magic, litting up every candle and all the lamps around me.
When I hear his footsteps above coming nearer, I quickly take a last look around to make sure that everything is ready and tidy before sitting myself down on my chair in front of what would be our future dining table.
I furiously try to stop my eager fidgeting around on my seat.
Hell, I even imagine Chronus saying to me: 'Prompto, do yourself a favor and get your head out of the clouds. This isn't your honeymoon. You have a serious purpose.'
But still, who can blame me for craving for Noct's presence so much, especially after all the time lost between us? I can't wait to catch up on everything that I've been missing all this time. And I'm sure he feels the same.
Just then the woody door opens up with a loud squeak and I see his feet stepping down the ladder, slowly revealing himself dressed into the new clothes I gave him. As he is stretching his arms up to close the door after him, his shirt is lifting up and his trousers are slipping a few inches down on his hips and my mouth is hanging wide open at the alluring sight he is unknowingly teasing me with.
I've forgotten what kind of fit body he has, filled with muscles in all the right places while still looking slender and sexy.
I hope his hearing isn't as good as his sight at night to accidently hear me swallow.
Seeing his still damp, glossy hair clinging so temptingly against his long neck, water still dripping downwards inside the collar of his black, snug-fitting t-shirt that is not long enough to hide the low riding and comfortable but still tight trousers on him, I start to feel hot all over. He is presenting me quite the sliver of delectable creamy looking skin underneath, where I can almost make out the beginning of the firm rounds of his buttocks and this makes me salivate instantly.
Fuck. It's been definitely too long for me without his touch.
I close my mouth with a snap just in time, smiling brightly at him when I see how he is jumping down the last few steel treads of the ladder, getting his boots off from his feet to set them against the wall and then turning around, glancing in my direction.
My inviting smile freezes itself on my face.
Something is wrong.
Noct is avoiding my eyes.
I watch how he is awkardly standing there for at least a minute, my twisted face starting to hurt from the wide smile that feels as if it's gone into stasis, both of us not knowing what to do or say.
What has happened for him to be that awkward around me?
One of the last memories I have of him is the one, of when he couldn't wait for us to be alone at night, for us to make love for a whole week uninterrupted. I remember him winning this funny bet with Ignis.
Now that we are finally all alone, day AND night without any interruption whatsoever, definitely for longer than only one week, he gives me the impression of wishing to be anywhere else but in my presence.
It shouldn't hurt me, I know that he experienced things that have in a way changed him a lot. And being forced to give up on life, only hours before, isn't something to forget that easily. It definitely left a deep scar on him ... but ... God, I just wish he would ... damn.
"Ehm, ...", my first sentence starts as eloquent as ever, so I clear my throat once and make an inviting sign with my hand at him. "Please, take a seat. I made lunch ... figured you would be a bit hungry after all the previous chaos around you."
He gives no answer, but is shuffling his feet in small walking steps towards his chair. With a rised brow I continue to watch how he is placing the towel over the back of his chair, placing the small box with the soap on the table and sitting himself carefully down, pulling the chair closer to the table with a screech. He is clasping his somewhat shaky hands on the surface, waiting. His rigid stance tells me he clearly doesn't know what to do with his hands. The damp strands of his hair can't exactly hide the expression on his face from me this time. Usually his fluffy soft hair would be falling all over his eyes, hiding them, and making it hard for me to read what he feels.
I squint my eyes to get a sharper view of him, and then I finally get it.
He's an absolutely nervous wreck inside.
Heh, that's unusual for him - at least in my presence.
If I wouldn't know that this would offend his sensibilities, I would start to tease him because of his shy behaviour. I miss the fun banter between us. It's as if we have switched our personalities if I wouldn't know it better. Whatever it is that is occupying his mind that much, must be some pretty heavy nerve-wrecking material.
I resign myself to give him enough time, letting him to decide when to initiate any serious physical contact between us.
I wish only for a comforting hug, or a sweet kiss - nothing else. For now.
Seeing that he isn't willing to speak yet, I get rid of the stasis spell around our food and take his empty bowl to fill it up with the delicious smelling broth. I place the bowl before him, careful of the heat, and push a plate full of baked bread towards him. Everything smells really tasty, so I really hope the food is to his liking, knowing how picky he can be about food in general - a remnant quirk of his childhood.
"Enjoy your meal. It might not be at the level of Ignis's cooking skills, but I did watch him long enough in the past to know how to cook this vegetable soup."
He throws a surprised glance at me as he is taking the spoon into his hand, probably amazed that I have indeed been cooking this. After taking a spoon full of the hot liquid and tasting it, I hear him saying quietly: "Thank you. It's delicious."
Gosh, I could pinch his cheeks and give a victory dance around the table when I see the corner of his lips rising up. He finally gazes into my eyes for a long moment and then he goes back to his food, ripping a piece of soft bread in half to bite into it.
'The way to a man's heart is through his stomach', they say. Now I know why that is.
I love him so much.
For some time we continue to eat in comfortable silence. The previous awkward atmosphere hanging between us having dissipated into nothingness.
Thankfully.
After he finishes, Noct is pushing his empty bowl to the side, leaning back on his chair, and when I ask if he wishes to have a second serving he is shaking his head negatively in thanks. While he waits for me to finish my meal, I watch him from the corner of my eyes looking around this place. I can see how impressed and curious he is while taking everything in.
This place doesn't look like something you would expect hiding underneath a cave. I'm quite proud of myself for insisting for this place to be spacious, warm looking, inviting and cozy. There are very soft but thick carpets placed on the floor to keep the cold ground away from reaching our feet. The various magical fireplaces installed on each side of the walls, and all the low litted lamps and burning candles, manage to breathe inside this otherwise empty and cold space a much needed life and warmth. The whole atmosphere becomes instantly cozy because of it. Tastful decorations that I took from Accoris with me are hanging on the walls or set on the night table beside the huge bed to fill up the room with a few things, so that it looks properly lived in.
I notice how his gaze is drifting further along to the corner of his right, the one with the fluffy huge bed aligned against the wall and how he is quickly averting his gaze away from it, glancing up to the wide thick carpet hanging on the wall above, which keeps the cold of the stony walls from seeping inside this place. His eyes move now at the kitchen counter on his left side, there is a proper sink unit installed, from where clean drink water runs out. There is also a cooker and a small oven where it's possible for me to cook all different kinds of meals for us.
And then his drifting gaze stops at the second wooden door that is located right behind me.
Reading the question from his curious eyes that are fixed on the door correctly, I say in humor: "The room behind us is frozen in time. I would recommend you to not set a foot inside without asking me first. Except you want to get a taste at being stuck inbetween dimensions. I set all the important materials and food that we will need in stasis, you could say they exist outside of time. We don't need to worry that things would rot in there while we live here."
He is clearly amazed by this, his face glowing with interest, leaning forward and wanting to hear more about my new abilities. "What else did you learn?"
Feeling glad that he seems to warm up to me and behaving normal again, I set my spoon aside and explain: "Noct, for you to understand my inheritance, I need to start at the beginning. Let's make ourselves comfortable, because this might be a long story and it will take a while ..."
Just then I see him glancing quickly at the only comfortable place inside this room - the bed. And then I get to see his face blush deeply red and his eyes stare at his clasped hands without moving an inch.
I roll my eyes inwardly. Great. It's my fault now that he grew nervous on me again. I should have worded my sentence a bit clearer.
Feeling my patience thinning out when he refuses to look up at me, I grit my teeth before I say bluntly with a tight smile: "Noct, relax. I didn't imply for us to jump straight to sex."
At the 'sex' word he is visibly jumping up in his skin and I sigh out in exasperation.
What in the world is his problem? I just can't figure him out anymore. "Look, you act as if this would be a bad thing ... I mean the physical contact between us. Don't bother to hide it, I can read it already from your body language."
He is clasping his beautiful hands with their long and slender fingers much tighter together, furrowing his brows. I'm aware that there is something holding him back. I don't intend to sound needy, but I can't help myself from adding: "Just look at us. Fools we are. We haven't seen each other in a damn long time and we have yet to hug or to give each other an innocent kiss in greeting. How about holding hands? Caressing each other? Aren't we lovers anymore? Soulmates? God help me now, I still love you as fiercly as ever, you know that? But you can't even fathom how many nights in the row, two years Noct, did I dearly wish, craved, longed to see you again. For you it's been only barely four weeks without me. And now you and I are finally here. Together. Alone. The Noct that I did leave behind would not have hesitated even for one second. I'm not blaming you or anything, but seriously, don't you find your sudden awkward and distant behaviour around me as strange as I do?"
His head is immediately shooting up and his gaze is fixed on mine. "No, don't misunderstand ... it's not because of you ... I did miss you just as much, my feelings haven't changed at all, they have only grown over time. It's just ... that I ... I'm- He is stopping in the middle of his sentence, swallowing hard once and I wait for him to finish, curious to hear what has bitten him to act like that.
When it becomes clear that I won't get to hear his explanation, I say softly: "It's okay Noct, in truth, I didn't expect anything between us to happen." He looks as if I just slapped him in the face, hard. Guess this didn't come out right. But I refuse to apologize, I'm sure he'll come around when he's ready. "Look, we need to catch up, right?. And as I said, I have a long story to tell. So, let's just lounge on the huge bed, I promise not to come on to you. It will definitely be better than sitting for long hours on a stiff chair, don't you agree?"
I don't wait for an answer as I take the empty bowls and the spoons away to clean them up after sending the leftover bread and fruits into stasis for dinner.
From the corner of my eyes I follow his hesitant movements towards the bed, relaxing my shoulders in relief when he is getting on it and making himself as suggested comfortable against the pillows - at least as comfortable as he can allow himself to be, with all the weird thoughts battling out a fierce war against another inside this handsome head of his. Shaking my head at him, I finish cleaning up the dining space, and as I'm patting my hands dry on a towel, suddenly memories of our first night in the caravan at Coernix's gas station flood my brain and make me shiver in pleasure. I remember that night quite well, even when for me it happened so long ago. When we fell all over each other in a sexual haze, the tension all evening had become unbearable for us. How Noct almost devoured me, pressing me against the wall to bite, to kiss and lick at my skin as if being completely obsessed with me ... and now? Now it seems as if this ardent obsession and desire of his has cooled off over time.
It is how it is.
No matter how disappointing.
In a way this is a new beginning for us. Both of us have changed over time and we need to get to know each other again, so this makes sense.
I shouldn't mourn after intimate pleasures so early, not before we hadn't even properly talked.
I truly wish things could have happened differently.
And I really shouldn't be that selfish ... we are alive and well. This is the only thing that matters. This is the most important thing and I should focus only on this for now. As I'm truly greatful that we are okay, considering everything.
Making my way to take my place on the bed across from him, I make sure to give him the space that he needs to not feel pressured into giving in to something that he isn't ready for. If he notices the unusual distance between us now, he doesn't comment on it. I fluff up some pillows behind me to lean on and when I'm sure to have his thorough attention I start my tale.
I begin by telling him of my first experiences in Accoris, of how I met my past self named Chronus and his husband named Atlas for the first time. Of what happened to me when Atlas, Noct's own past self, has used his sexual healing ability on me on that afternoon. At this part Noct's eyes get dark with jealousy and I quickly step in to repeat to him the same words that Chronus has told to me on that evening. That in truth we are all one. We are the same souls, me and Chronus, him and Atlas. Each one of us sharing the same experiences and love, time and again through reincarnation. We are each others soulmates through and through, for eternity.
Now I can see him relax and his gaze becoming warmer with understanding, sending me an apologizing nod.
"And after the first day there, " I continue, "my true mission to retrieve my inheritance began. Does the name 'Crystal of Chronos' say something to you?"
"Yes.", he says softly, crossing his arms. "The knowledge of this name ties into my own tale that I need to share with you as soon as you have finished to tell me yours." Sounding sad, he adds: "What I know so far about it, is that this Crystal originally had been in the posession of your family, the Chronos bloodline, before Aldercapt took it forcefully away and ... killed everyone after he failed to activate it."
"I'm surprised you know that much already. Good, this will make my tale a lot shorter." I take out the pendant that was hiding underneath my shirt all this time. A beautiful shard shaped into a key, the delicate looking object reflecting back the warm light of the magical flames inside this room around the walls, painting our surroundings in blotches of breathtaking colours resembling the rainbow.
Curiously, Noct is shifting closer to me to get a better look at the shard. "It's so beautiful ..." He rises his hand to touch it, stroking over the smooth surface with the tip of his forefinger.
I smile softly. "Yes. It's divine.", I say, actually meaning Noct himself, sneaking a glance into his beautiful eyes when he looks up to meet mine.
For a few long seconds our eyes are glued at each other.
My heart is almost leaping out of my chest when I realize how close we sit to each other and when the heady scent of the soap he used on himself is reaching me I clear my throat. Regretfully shifting a bit away from him to increase the distance between us.
His gaze becomes unreadable.
"Sorry." I whisper, feeling the need to explain myself even when he is the one who needs the space. "You distract me when you are that close."
Now his eyes flash with something dark and heavy, I can feel the air around us shifting and becoming hot, but I don't want to push my luck, so I better take us back to the topic at hand. "Ehm, this is of course only a small part of the Crystal. A small, but potent token that I have inherited back in Accoris. You could say, it grants me the gift to have full access to the real Crystal of Chronos that is in Niflheims possession in this timeline as we speak. This functions as a key, or better said, I am the key that this pendant will fully activate in the presence of the Crystal. The powers you've seen me use until now are only a sliver of what the full Crystal is capable to grant upon its heirs. But you, as the new King of Lucis, should know how this works. Regis had used the potent power of the Lucian Crystal to uphold the protective shields around Lucis for almost his entire life. Just think what you would be able to do with that much energy at your disposal. The system of the Crystal that so far has been for over one hundred and thirteen generations in your family, works in the exact same way as mine. This means, to get full control over your Crystal, you need to acquire the key first, which in turn will activate your inner powers to release the full spectrum of the Crystals potential."
"I see ... but how to find the key? My father hadn't told me yet any of the true hairloom secrets. Well, he died before he could, and when I met him in the Astral plane we had other issues to discuss as you know. It is a tradition in our royal family to only learn about such secrets when the previous King is retiring. And the truth is ... I think my father never intended to retire, he never wanted for me to follow his footsteps. I always had that inkling that he didn't want me to suffer the same fate that he did. And i saw what the Crystal's power did to him ... " Noct is frowning at me with worry. "It was draining him, he was aging fast and it weakened his soul."
"Noct, this won't happen to you. For two reasons.", I explain to him to put his worries to sleep. "The first one, you have found your soulmate. With me now forever by your side, your life energy will never completely deplete again. Your father had either never found his true soulmate when he was still alive - or if he did, then they probably both had chosen to stay away from sexual activities."
Noct is punching playfully my arm, saying with a grimace: "Please don't bring up my father and sex in one sentence."
I only smirk back. But then I get serious once more. "The second reason, ever since you and I bonded the first time sexually, both Crystals have been bonding at that time as well. This means, as long as you and I are still alive, the Crystals will continue to feed off and fuel each others energy in an ongoing circle. So you see, our life forces are never going to be consumed by their powerful and draining forces. Do you understand me so far?"
The relief on his face is palpable when he is nodding his head. "Honestly, these news are liberating to hear. I only wish that my father didn't had to suffer so much because of this ..." Noct is looking down, a tired and sad expression on his face.
"Yeah ..." Not knowing what to say, I stay silent for awhile.
Then Noct is speaking up, sounding frustrated: "Without my powers, without spiritual energy, I can't go back to the Astral plane to ask my father about the key. So what can we do?"
"Oh, the answer to that one is simple. Atlas has given me a message for you. He said, your Crystal's key is in truth the crown of the King of Lucis. Only the one selected to be the new King would be able to activate the powers of the Lucian Crystal. It's an important ritual that takes place in an empty room, the retiring King and the new King being the only witnesses to the exchange of the royal crown."
At this I see Noct's face brighten up suddenly in understanding with something very important. I wonder what goes inside his head right now. Either way, this piece of information seems to be vital to him. So I continue: "And this brings us back to what we need to do as soon as we get out of here: Insomnia. I know that Niflheim's airship from today, the one you were travelling with this morning, was scheduled to be on the way to Lucis. But with an angry Bahamut scouting these mountains, we must find another way to get there now. But once we do, we'll probably meet Ignis and Gladio in Insomnia, I'm sure that they have found a way to sneak back inside the capital for the time being."
He is nodding in relief. "I really feel bad that we had to leave those two behind. I miss them a lot."
Without thinking I take his hand into mine, interlacing our fingers together. "Noct, there are all kind of different reasons of why you have me here now. I'm sorry to say it this bluntly, but Ignis and Gladio would have only helped to hold off your progress to get your powers back. I know that they are doing fine and they are waiting for us until the day you and I get back to them. You need to understand that I came to you with a lot of useful information and knowledge that is intended solely for your ears and eyes only. Promise me Noct, that you'll keep everything you learn inside this cave to yourself. I'm very serious. I've been entrusted with so many dangerous secrets that I even needed to properly learn to defend myself under any circumstances."
He is squeezing my hand. "I understand, please trust me. I know how to keep my secrets. ... So, I take it you've grown stronger?"
I squeeze his hand back. "I have." With a playful smirk I add: "I don't want to sound smug, but I'm now a lot stronger than you are."
He jokes suddenly: "Heh, so, does this mean there will be no more wild acrobatics from you on the field to amuse myself with?"
Snorting a laugh in reply, I say: "You bet. I'm relieved having you just admitted of doing that. Being amused about my fighting style. Glad that I was good for something in our deadly battles at least. Next time I should definitely charge you for your illegal entertainment."
His warm fingers stroke softly over mine. An honest smile playing on his lips when he says: "Now I want to catch up to you all the more. I want to become stronger as well."
I look down at our hands with an answering smile. "You will surpass me soon, of that I'm sure." Looking back up, I say: "You know, a lot that I've got to learn from Atlas is actually meant for you. When you get your powers back, I can teach you some new techniques for your Phantom Swords. Parting knowledge to you that even make the Archeans that are loyal to you much stronger. Even Regis wouldn't have known about those, as this knowledge got lost over time."
Noct is smiling wider, clearly happy to hear this, asking me a bit shy: "So ... you know how I can get my powers back? I'm sure you could feel it, because you always were sensitive to the alien force inside of me, but my inner force is either in deep slumber, or ... or it was forcefully taken from me."
I caress his hand to reassure him: "No. Your inner force is deeply asleep. It seems to me that whatever happened to you before has depleted your magical ressources completely. And whenever this happens your powers stay dormant until the day you feed them with new life energy. You are lucky that I'm here. Without my help, you wouldn't be able to wield the Crystals power anymore - for your whole life. I think you know at what I`m hinting at, don't you? And this is also one of the important reasons you and I are here. Alone. In this comfy place."
He blushes and suddenly tries to pull away his hand from me, but I hold it firmly with mine, interlacing our fingers again. "Running away will not make you stronger, Noct. I suggest to you to get over whatever is holding you currently back from expressing your desires fully with me. This is not a game, I'm bat-shit serious. I act only in your best interest. While we are here, I don't seek any sexual gratifications for my own selfish satisfaction. We are going to share everything. There will be time for difficult lessons and then there will be time for making love. You will know which is which when the time comes."
Noct starts to shift away from me, clearly having an issue with this, but I pull him even closer to me, our knees touching. Now he glances away.
"Noctis Lucis Caelum. Look at me.", I say his full name in a hard voice, slowly getting fed up with his skittishness.
When I get his full attention, his shy eyes meeting mine, I say firmly: "The long time I've spent beside Chronus, he teached me a lot about sexual energy and its healing properties. I acquired even more knowledge than the Sex Magic book could have ever given me. I've become a full fledged master in this field. I'm a healer, Noct. Do you know what this means?"
He is shaking his head slightly as 'no'.
"This means, that all healing sessions you and I will be experiencing right here on this bed, are going to happen under the highest moral, spiritual and ethical terms and conditions possible. Trust me to know what I'm doing - I wouldn't be here to help you, if I wouldn't be able to do the sacred mastery of healing any justice with my knowledge and experience." I stop here for a short moment to see if he understood what I just said.
Again, he looks impressed, his eyes staring awed at me.
"And when it comes to us making love ..." I continue in a soft husky voice, letting my desire for him to hear seeping through and lifting his hand up to give an open-mouthed kiss on his knuckles. "Well, I can't give any guarantees for what will happen to you. After such a long time we've been separated, be prepared for my wish to be devoured by you completely."
His sharp intake of breath is making a loud hissing sound and he struggles to pull his hand away from my lips. I can see how uncomfortable he is right now.
Not wanting to push his boundaries, I release my firm grip on his hand, saying jokingly: "Let's just say I found my brain chilling on another galaxy and it wobbled instantly back inside my empty head when we met again. Now I'm ready for the intellectual battle against Ignis you once promised to me on that fateful night before hunting the Behemoth. Do you remember?"
The corner of his mouth is twitching in amusement.
I smile back. "But in all seriousness, everything I know now about sexual healing techniques is self-taught, so you don't need to worry about me experimenting these intimate things with others while having been apart from you. As Ignis said to you once, get rid of any shame or uncomfortable issues you have with sex, because the intimate knowledge that I'm going to share with you will one day save our lives. The sexual energy you'll get out of our bond is invaluable and I know that YOU know that. So please, stop hiding, stop running away from me. I mean you no harm."
Noct is closing his eyes, the shaky inhales and exhales make his body tremble. Then his gaze is back on me, more intense than ever. My eyes grow wide with surprise when I hear the confession that rushes forward and out of his beautiful lips: "You are right. I need to apologize to you. It's just ... seeing you again, looking so maddeningly gorgeous, saving me just when I needed you the most, being there for me when no other could, blowing me entirely away with everything that you did today and with everything that you just said to me ... and Heaven, have I told you how insanely good you look with your longer hair down?"
His free hand comes up to stroke over the strands of my hair and I give a purr of pleasure when his fingers part to comb through them. "And then here I am," He continues, „madly in love with you, but not knowing how to interact with this new version of you, who is so much more confident, and mature, and stronger. And I was about to lose my mind earlier. Because I reeked like a dead rat and I feared you would be disgusted with me once we touch, and because I did lose all my powers that made the sex so pleasureable for you in the first place ... without them, without those alien powers, I feel so weak and unworthy of you-"
I place my forefinger immediately over his soft lips to make him shut up. Then I whisper with a dangerous glint in my eyes: "Stop right there."
I can see his fear openly revealed on his face once he realizes what exactly he has just confessed to me. By the looks of it, he didn't want me to hear all of these tiny juicy little details at the end.
That's when it finally dawns on me.
Just now he looks like a rabbit caught in the act of doing something naughty. A cute, heady smelling, sexy as hell rabbit, who is now backing slowly away from me and avoiding my eyes again. I can see him clearly ashamed about his admission, the red flush all over his face and neck betraying and revealing his true feelings. One glance downwards to his lap and I get my confirmation that he was sexually aroused in my presence this whole time.
When he realizes that I know now how excited he feels because of me, he scrambles his trembling body in a hurry to get as far away from me as possible, gulping dryly.
"Oh hell no, you won't." I growl at him, feeling like a fox who has found his cute rabbit prey, enjoying this situation quite a lot. "I won't let you get away this time, Noct. Not now, when I finally get what your true problem is."
I simply follow his trail, getting up on all fours, inching confidently bit by bit forward with my hands and legs while the soft bed under me is dipping low with my movements. And once he understands a little too late that he can't get away from me anymore, I've already successfully cornered him inbetween me and the wall of soft pillows behind him.
His beautiful grey-blue eyes widen in a mixture of anticipation and dread, and my lips quirk up to a feral smile, slowly closing the last gap between us.
My delectable, turned on rabbit has now no room to escape and it's making me heady with arousal to see him excited like this again. It's definitely been too long for us...
I stop mere inches in front of him, my face leaning into his personal space and I can see that he can't look away from me at all.
So I hiss in a low voice, sounding dangerous to my own ears: "You mean to tell me, that this entire time we haven't embraced nor kissed each other yet, because you thought you didn't smell good?" My dangerous glinting eyes are mere slits, narrowing them as I'm beyond belief at the stupidity of the bleak excuse he gave me, and I guess this must be showing clearly on my face for him to swallow dryly yet again.
His brain visibly overworking itself with highspeed, thought processes backpedaling, as I hear him say in his defense: "Correction: I stank abominably. Stinking to high heaven. I reeked, okay? Not smelling bad, it was nauseating; a very big difference."
I bark out a soft laugh of disbelief at his lame excuse, getting even closer to his wonderful trembling body, stretching my neck forward to reach his throat as I tilt my head to trail the tip of my nose along his soft skin there, inhaling deeply his unique scent. He groans out loud, his shaking limbs shifting under me to a more comfortable position, and I enjoy the view immensely when he leans his head far back into the pillows, stretching his chest towards me, unconsciously inviting me to do more. And then I hear myself murmur in a raspy voice: "You smell absolutely divine ... in fact you smell so damn good I want to lick you everywhere, not a single spot of your skin shall be left untouched by my thirsty tongue." And to engrave my intention and erotic promise on him, the flat of my tongue is licking a wet path firmly from his throbbing pulse up to his Adam's apple.
A dark growl full of awakened desire is rumbling forth from him and I can barely hold myself back from devouring those wide opened, lush looking lips of his.
Judging by the heavy lidded eyes that do mirror the sheer need inside of mine, its potency making both of us moan out simultaneously, oh hell, I almost forgot how intense our bond truly is.
And he really wanted to run away from this?
"You are an idiot." I whisper lovingly. "Such an incredible, sweet, hot and sexy idiot. But I wouldn't want you in any other way."
I watch him writhing under me, stretching his legs out so that I have more room to sit down on his groin.
Gods... the feel of his hardness under me is exquisite... it just became even harder for me to hold back from dry-humping ourselves into oblivion.
When I hear the sensual whimper so close to my ear, a heady sound that is going straight to my own cock, I grasp his chin in a slight painful grip with my fingers, forcing him to look back at me. "And? Tell me, what was your second excuse again? You thought I wouldn't enjoy the sex anymore because you lost all your powers?" I push my groin against his, gaining another amazing sounding moan from him.
"Oh Noct, please. Look closer.", I breathe against him, an ironic smile gracing my lips. And then I hear myself sounding hoarse from the insane urge to feel his naked skin against mine, adding: "You need only to have a proper look at my body." I give another sharp thrust of my hips against his fully aroused cock, the rotating movements intensifying steadily as the flimsy fabric of his trousers does nothing to hide his raw hunger for my touch. He throws his head deeper into the pillows, rolling his eyes back when a keen cry of lust escapes him, and I feel him gripping my hips with more strength to rub himself on me.
Oh sweet hell, how much I missed feeling this. Feeling his blazing heat against me. He feels insanely good against me, my hands stroking over his chest in repeating motions, my fingers just itching to rip his clothes entirely off.
And hell, I shouldn't have looked down in that moment, because the sight of the his erect cock sticking out from under the waistband of his trousers is destroying my ability to think coherently.
My mouth is going all dry with the urge to suck him off.
But there is still this little issue that he needs to come in terms with first, before we do anything serious. "And? Do you think my cock feels right now as if it particulary cares about your lost powers? Are you still in denial? Well, let me convince you, Noct." I imagine my husky voice and the look in my eyes are getting the message of the sexual madness and yearning that I feel for him across. While my scorching gaze stays glued on his, I trail my wet lips up to his chin, nibbling softly there a few times with open-mouthed licks and kisses to soothe his abused skin after loosening my tight grip on him.
When he calls out my name, sexual desire clearly written all over his beautiful facial features, I growl posessively at him, my hands placed on each side of his face, saying: "As you can feel now, my cock cares only for your touch and your touch only. It cares now badly for pleasure and release for which only you are able to deliver. And trust me when I say, you alone, powerless, are more than capable to satisfy my dark, insatiable and unfulfilled needs."
„Oh Prom... yesss...", he moans, his hips thrusting up repeatedly to increase the erotic friction between us.
With another growl my right hand advances downwards, halting my fingers over the exposed head of his erection and I tease the wet slit there, pushing the tip of my finger harder against it with rubbing motions, biting on my own tongue to keep myself from moaning when I feel a long spurt of lubricating drops of his precum coating my fingers.
And damn it all to hell, he makes me throw caution to the wind and let him take me here, right now!
"Prom ... aahhnn... " There is nothing contained about his moans now as I keep pleasuring his sensitive shaft. There is nothing holding him back anymore as the thrusting movements of his hips against me intensify, the need for more pressure and proper strokes on his hard flesh entirely visible inside those intense and glazed-over eyes of his.
Pleased with his reactions to me so far, I continue with the flat of my tongue to lick his chin upwards, teasing him, slowly, very slowly. I work my way further up to his tempting, quivering lower lip. Once I reach those luscious looking mounds of flesh that are just begging to be kissed by me, I allow myself to barely touch them. Giving him only a slight taste of what is yet to come as I flick my tongue in small teasing motions over his soft lips. In addition to that I let him feel how badly, wonderfully aroused my own cock is as I continue to assault his senses shamelessly, rutting against him, pressing my finger almost painfully against the slit when I see how much this turns him on, while rotating my hips with the blazing intent to drive him completely mad for me.
I can feel the wide wet spot of his excitement seeping through the material of our trousers, my fingers on his cock feeling slippery from the immense amount of precum, and I feel greedy when I realize how close he is to get an orgasm, holy hell! This is turning me on so much that I almost lose it then and there.
Almost.
"Well? Noct, what do you think? Do I feel against you as if I need your alien powers to blow my brain and cock away?", I murmur against his skin, demanding to get finally an answer, my harsh breaths tickling his lips as I wait.
Noct seems to be sobbing with sexual avidity, shaking his head from left to right, as if completely lost in his sensual impressions and erotic desires he has accumulated for me until now. The sheer ache for a release painted all over his breathtaking looking face as I stop my hand from pleasuring him.
He's simply too beautiful, too precious for words ...
And just then, at the moment when the top of my tongue dives down again to lick over his lips, his own tongue darts out suddenly to have a taste of me, as if begging to be properly kissed.
"Heaven help me..." I utter breathlessly, feeling my self-control slipping, but before I can stop myself my wide open mouth is hungrily crushing down on his with more force than intended, causing both of us to groan out keenly at the same time as if being in carnal heat.
Back in Accoris I craved for his kisses so much, every single night that I spent apart from him yearning painfully for his warmth and taste, and now when I have the opportunity again to ravish his lips I find myself not able to stop.
His hands come up to my head, raking his fingers excitingly through my hair as our open mouthed kiss quickly tranform into ardent tongue-kisses that seem to fuel the longing for each other even more. Noct's eager hands then trail down to cup my buttocks fully into a firm grip, with a measured strength that is making me want to climax on the spot when he's squeezing and kneading them at the same pace as I continue to thrust my groin impatiently over his still half-clad cock.
But just when his hands wander under my belly to open the first button of my trousers, my mind becomes clearer and I pause our hot, bruising kisses forcefully, panting harshly against the side of his face and feeling absolutely delirious and drunk with the sheer need for him to fuck me into the mattress.
Heaven. Only from watching his erotic expression could I become undone now. And the way how he begs me with those dark eyes, glazed fully with a raw urgency to bury himself deep inside of me for us to reach the completion we both madly hunger for ... or, when I read his expression right, with the urgency for my cock to bury itself deep inside of him ...
Gods ... my self-control is on the verge to slip again, I feel myself almost giving in to his wish.
Almost.
But I know that my own self-control is unbreakable by now. It has to be.
So I lick one last time over his alluring lips, relishing their taste while I get up from our bed and licking my lips, and I place myself in front of him, straightening up my shirt and forcing myself to look completely bored.
"This is your first lesson today. As of now, for as long as we stay inside this cave, I won't allow you to touch yourself, nor to ever reach your climax without my permission."
The growing disbelief on his face, as my words finally sink inside his lustful brain cells, is definitely worth the years I had to wait.
...
To be continued.