Noctis didn't know what was more erotic. Knowing that Ignis (and probably Gladio) were doing something sexual with his body in the other room, or the fact that Ignis had given him permission to do what he wanted with his.

The prince shed his suspenders and unbuttoned the pinstripe shirt. After pulling it off he'd nearly tossed it into some random corner of the room before thinking twice and laying it over the desk chair instead. Being intimate with Ignis' body was one thing, wrinkling his shirt was quite another.

He did the same with Ignis' slacks and glasses before crawling onto the bed and laying on his back. He slid the dark purple boxer briefs down before taking a moment to appreciate Ignis' anatomy. He'd known the man the better part of his life, but he'd never really seen him in anything less than some tank top and sweatpants in the training ring. Otherwise he was always pristinely dressed at all times, as far back as when he was six years old.

Now, he was all laid out to see. To be savored like a good meal… even if he was rock hard and very ready to go.

Noct started running his fingers up firm abs and a surprisingly toned chest. He'd seen some of Ignis' perfectly tailored shirts straining at the buttons at times during their hunts, but he never really had the time to look at those moments. When his hands traced along his neck he shuttered unexpectedly. So he did it again with one hand as he reached down to his throbbing member with the other.

This went on for about a minute before his stomach started to tighten. It was good, but it was slow going. Not quite enough.

He bit his lip and considered something before letting his fingers drift further south and over his balls and further still. Upon contact with the tight ring of muscle a shot of pleasure rang up his spine. Oh yeah, that was better than the neck. Noct stuck his nimble fingers in his mouth and slicked them up as much as he could before turning on his side. He took his member in his one hand and slid the wet fingers of the other to his entrance. As he started to stroke as he inserted one finger and let out a low moan. "Ohhhh, fuck." Noct had never done this to himself in the past. Honestly it had never even occurred to him.

He'd had sex with women before. He was the prince after all and the discreet retainer once in a while suited his needs when he didn't feel like going through the awkward rigors of dating. This on the other hand, was something he would have to try again in the future on his own body. He wasn't sure what it would feel like to him, but on Ignis it felt amazing. Especially with the effects of the potion egging him on.

He'd just inserted a second finger when the door swung open. He flinched and accidentally hit a spot inside him that send a wave of pleasure through his lower half. Still, despite that he shot his best friend a glare as he removed his fingers and rolled onto his back again. "Damnit, Prom, at least knock." He didn't bother covering himself though as amber eyes roamed his form.

It was almost funny to see Prompto's awkwardly lusty expression on Gladio's face. "The guys said you might need a hand."

Noct's initial reaction was to scoff, but when he saw the stiffness in the larger man's gym shorts it twisted his resolve. Part of him wondered if it was the potion or the fact that he'd already been so worked up that made him lick his lips at the sight. "Well, come on then."

Prompto put the bag he was carrying down and crawled onto the bed toward his best friend. His lips ghosted over the hard member before inching his way toward Noct's face. Briefly Noctis wondered what he looked like in his friends eyes. Would he remember Ignis in this prone form, or him? In future moments when he was alone, would Noct picture his best friend slowly crawling over him, or his shield?

All very important questions he would think about later.

"You should have seen them," Prompto said as his pouty lips inched their way towards Noct's as if gravity itself was pulling the strings. Their hard members rubbed against each other through the cotton of Gladio's pants. "Your dick was in my mouth."

Noctis didn't think he could get any more aroused than he already was. Half worked up with his best friend/body guard looming over him with their cocks separated with only a thin layer of fabric. The thought of Ignis and Gladio using their bodies in such a way nearly undid him right there.

"Oh, that's interesting," Noct said in the best Ignis impression he could muster. "What do you suppose we should do to top that?"

Prompto chuckled low, like Gladio would have. "I'm always up for a challenge." He said before lowering his lips to Noct's pulse.

The abrasiveness of the beard against the sensitive skin of his neck pushed him off the precipice of any hesitation he may have had. He moaned and raked his hands through Prompto's dark mane as the larger man lowered his body onto his. Pinned against the bed like this. The heat radiating from their bodies. It was more than any retainer could have ever produced.

Pulling Prompto's face to meet his they locked lips and their tongues battled for dominance as they ground into each other. The pressure alone was nearly enough to make Noctis come, and he would have too if Prompto didn't pull away. "I saw what you were doing when I came in," he licked his lips. "The shop owner said we needed to ride this potion to completion…" He bit Noct's lip. "I have lube and condoms. What do you say we see what 'completion' means?"

"Yes," Noct gasped. Barely realizing what he was saying as the weight from him was lifted and Prompto reached over to the bag he'd dropped at the foot of the bed. There was some rummaging around before Prompto returned with a pump tube of lube and a gold wrapper. He tossed both aside after a liberal amount of the lube was applied to one hand. Noctis spread his legs, welcoming the rough bites and kisses that started at the inside of one knee. Prom slowly worked his way up his leg as a lubed finger teased Noct's entrance. "Don't hold back," he hissed through gritted teeth. "Something tells me Iggy can take it."

Prompto grinned devilishly and nipped Noct's inner thigh before pushing a finger in.

Noct bucked his hips against the intrusion and surprisingly there was no pain to be had. "More," he said as Prompto added another finger. Now it was a little uncomfortable with the thicker fingers, though Ignis' body was adjusting accordingly. Prompto curled his fingers upward and hit the spot Noct had touched upon by accident earlier and the prince saw stars. "Gods, fuck yeah."

Prompto scraped his facial hair along Noct's toned inner thigh before continuing the motion to run a tongue along the underside of his cock. Noctis looked down and watched in awe the visage of his body guard took his member into his mouth and began to suck in earnest as his fingers moved within him. Ignis' body sang against the administrations and only begged for more as Prompto added another finger. He was far too good at this.

"You've…oh…done this before," Noct managed to say in between moans as a third finger was added.

Prompto pulled his head up and replaced the attention on Noctis with his free hand. "A few times. Not on Ignis I mean, but…" he curled his fingers upward and hit the sweet spot again, "I think these bodies are familiar with one another. If you catch my drift."

Noct's hips bucked and his cock leaked pre-come copiously at Prompto's administrations. "You want to test that theory?" He glanced down. "Gladio looks like he has a lot to offer."

Prompto licked his lips. "In a minute. I'm enjoying this." He resumed lavishing attention on Noct as he twisted his fingers internally.

When Prompto applied pressure on that glorious spot again while he sucked Noctis came without warning. His whole body quaked as he emptied himself into Prompto's mouth in hot shuttering spurts.

When the high passed Prompto swallowed and removed his fingers. He tilted his head to the side and nipped the smooth skin of his inner thigh before smiling at Noct. "That looks good on you. Or it looks good on Ignis… it looks… fuck you know what I mean."

Noct chuckled back and sat up, kissing Prompto as he did. Feeling the rough abrasion of the beard and the smell of Gladio's sporty soap was not something he ever expected to experience beneath his lips, but here they were.

Now that the high of the orgasm had passed Noct suddenly realized how fresh the man on top of him smelled and how he, himself, still hadn't gotten the chance to shower yet. He crinkled his nose. "I think I need to clean up before we continue."

Prompto slid back off the bed and picked up the condom and lube. "We can do both."

Gladio laid back against the armrest of the couch as Ignis rolled on a condom. The strategist had bounced back quickly from his orgasm while returning the favor.

Fuck, Gladio missed this.

They'd started messing around when Ignis was seventeen and Gladio eighteen. They'd wanted it to develop into more, but with their work schedule on top of being two fairly well known figures in the Citadel it didn't seem prudent. So, instead they'd had their stolen moments after training and before meetings. In bedrooms and locker rooms, and even one time in the royal gardens. They'd almost got caught that time.

After that near-miss they'd distanced themselves physically and emotionally and reconstituted their efforts into their jobs. Ignis studied more and Gladio trained more, reconstituting their energies where appropriate. When they did cross paths, they'd been professional and regarded one another with a mockery of friendly ambivalence.

When they started this road trip they'd tried to maintain it. They really did. But more and more Gladio had let his gaze linger on his former lover. He'd savored the time they'd spent together, but intentionally kept Prompto and Noctis in between them when they had to share the tent. It had taken all of his discipline and self-control to keep his hands to himself up until now.

Well… technically these weren't his hands.

"Ready?" Ignis said as he lined up.

Gladio nodded before Ignis entered him. Between the oral and preparation Gladio was already so very close to coming. "Fuck, Ignis…" His words were muffled as Ignis leaned in and crashed their lips together.

Gods, Prompto was sensitive. Every little spot Ignis touched was on fire. Every kiss, every bite, every thrust felt magnified and Six if Prompto's body didn't soak up every little bit of it. Gladio was absolutely drunk with sensation as Ignis picked up the pace.

Their bodies shone with sweat in the mid-day heat of Altissia even with the air conditioning on as they moved together. They might be in different bodies, but they still remembered the moves to this dance.

When Gladio heard Noctis cries of pleasure in the other room (in Ignis' voice) he was done. He came hard, wrapping his legs around Ignis as he clenched down around him. He could feel Ignis tremble in between his thighs and felt his breath hitch against his lips as his thrusts became erratic.

At the last instant Ignis pulled out and ripped the condom off before stroking himself to completion. He came for the second time that day all over Gladio's freckled stomach, mixing the orgasm with Gladio's own. While his breathing returned to normal Ignis ran a thumb through the white substance before bending down and licking it off the pale skin. Gladio's shrinking cock gave a twitch at the scene.

He let out half a moan. "See, now I know why the kid keeps his camera handy wherever he goes. I would have loved a photo of that."

Ignis finished cleaning up before lounging down on the blonde's chest and looking up at him with blown out blue eyes. "Well, when things return to normal and I'm back in my own skin I might just let you take one." He wiggled his eyebrows. "Unless you prefer the view of His Highness doing this, that is."

Gladio took his face in his hands and kissed him, tasting the both of them together. "You mean it? Not the photo part, thought that's nice. I mean doing this again once we're back to normal. I thought we were trying to be professional."

Ignis hummed and laid his head on the blonde's chest. Gladio ran his fingers through sweaty raven hair as Ignis said, "I have a feeling that there might not be any going back after this. Especially considering I don't think I'll ever be able to look at Prompto the same again. You may be wearing his avatar, but that was his lips around my… around His Highness earlier."

"Good point," he said. Once they were quiet again his stomach let out a low grumble. It was only then that he realized they hadn't eaten since… what was it, breakfast yesterday? "Hey Iggs."

Ignis grunted, but didn't lift his head.

"I'm gonna go rinse off if you want to order some takeout. I don't think we'll be getting much cooking done until this potion wears off."

Ignis lifted his head and gave him a mischievous smirk. "How do you know it hasn't already?"

They heard items being knocked over and a loud moan of pleasure coming from the second bedroom.

Ignis and Gladio just looked at each other. "Question withdrawn," Ignis chuckled.

Noctis couldn't fucking believe this was happening. He couldn't believe he was being pinned against the expensive marble tile of the hotel shower. He couldn't believe the strong hand wrapped around his cock as he bucked forward into it. And to top the whole thing off, he couldn't believe it fucking fit in there.

Noct honestly wasn't sure who was more surprised, him or Prompto, when they'd managed to get that weapon of a cock past the tight ring of lubed muscle. Now that it was all the way in it took every ounce of Noct's strength to stay standing. The hot water and slippery tile beneath his feet wasn't helping.

Prompto kissed his shoulder and let out a strangled breath. "Holy shit, Noct…I can't breathe. Feels so good." He put his forehead at the base of Noctis' skull as he slid his hands to his hips. "Let me know when I can move."

Noctis reached down and got a good grip of the towel rack before he nodded. "Go ahead… slow. Okay?"

"Yeah." Prompto pulled back and Noctis let out a strangled moan at the sensation's that threatened to drown him. Even if Ignis and Gladio might have done this in the past, it must have been a while ago because…

"Six! Prom," he moaned. Prompto froze, he must have sounded like he'd hurt him. Noctis turned toward him and saw the look of concern on his face. "It's okay. Feels good. It's just…intense. Gods."

"Want me to keep going?" he asked, hesitant in a tone that was undoubtedly Prompto, despite the octave.

Noctis nodded, unable to form words. He took a deep breath and tried to relax as Prompto started moving again. He had to hand it to his best friend, his restraint was admirable given the situation.

Prompto shifted a little and hit the same spot from earlier. With so much pressure and the new angle he kept hitting it again and again. Noctis clenched his eyes and let out an unrestrained moan as his arms gave out and his elbows landed on the towel rack. Shampoo bottles and soap clattered to the floor of the shower as Prompto picked up speed.

Noctis had no idea how he hadn't come yet. Maybe it was because he'd already come a few minutes ago. Or maybe it was the fact that he was so overloaded with sensations that his body just couldn't pick a direction to go in. Soon the thrusts became erratic as Prompto's grip tightened hard enough to bruise his hips. "Noct," he gasped, "I'm close."

Risking the lack of stability, Noct reached down and began to stroke himself in earnest. "Do it," he moaned, "I'm right there…" With that he felt Prompto's large body hunch over him and place his teeth at the junction of his neck and shoulder. He bit down lightly, but Noct could feel him holding back. He reached back with his other hand and grabbed a fist full of dark hair as Prompto came. Noctis was only a few strokes behind him.

Somehow, they managed to keep their footing under the hot stream of water as the waves of orgasm subsided. Prompto kissed the spot he'd almost chomped down on as he pulled out. That feeling felt almost as alien as it going in in the first place. His friend seemed to know how he felt, because soon the emptiness was filled with three fingers again. Prompto smiled against the side of Noct's face as he gently stroked the sensitive prostate, leaking a few final drops of cum out of Noctis before withdrawing completely.

Prompto slid the glass shower door aside long enough to toss the condom in the toilet before closing it again.

Noctis took a long, trembling breath as he tried to compose himself. "That… was…" He felt shampoo be squeezed onto the top of his head and strong fingers work it into a lather. He was about to say that he could wash his own hair, but at the moment none of his limbs were working. "Thanks, Prom."

"No prob, Buddy."

~X~

On the next episode of Mega Poly Juice Potion, Ignoct and Promptio and maybe even an orgy. Woo!