Gladio was lounging on the couch and reading his book when Prompto and Noctis finally made their way back to the common room. He looked over the pages and smirked at the blushes that still crossed their features. He'd never seen himself or Ignis look so sheepish before. "Have fuuuuun?" he said, swinging his leg over the armrest playfully, as he imagined Prompto would.

Noctis turned a deeper shade of red. "None of your business."

Gladio closed his book and put it aside. "Well, it kind of is. Considering you sounded like you were on the receiving end of my-"

"Hey!" Prompto cut in.

Gladio chuckled to himself. "Oh, I'm just messin' with you two. You're so easy to get worked up." They both shot him a glare and Gladio had to admit it looked a bit more intimidating from this angle. He shrugged to deflate the situation. "Anyway, Iggy's in the shower and the food should be ready for pickup. You guys want to come with?"

Noctis shook his head and yawned. "I'm gonna try and grab a nap while I can."

"I'll go," Prompto went to the front door and grabbed his shoes before thinking for a moment and picked up Gladio's boots instead.

"I'm still getting used to it too," Gladio offered as Noct replaced him on the couch and closed his eyes. It was odd seeing Ignis' form lounging with a leg over an armrest, his hair un-styled, and his glasses propped up on his brow. "Prom," he whispered. When the larger man looked at him he pointed to Noct and pantomimed a camera. Prompto smiled and took his phone out and took a few pictures before they quietly slipped out the door.

They arrived at the small stall Ignis had ordered food from and the man behind the counter apologized and told them it would be another ten minutes or so. Gladio shrugged and looked around the busy streets. They wandered around the corner before heading into a nearby convenience store. The air conditioning hit him like a wall and Gladio ran his fingers through his blonde hair to let the cold air get to his scalp. "I don't know how people live here year-round," he said as he browsed the coolers and pulled out a case of beers. He figured they'd go well with dinner.

Prompto glanced outside and smirked before looking back at him. "Looks like most of them wear close to nothing all year." He pointed at one girl walking down the street. "That cougar would be arrested in Insomnia for public indecency in those shorts."

Gladio followed his gaze. The woman was probably around fifty and was most certainly not built for that tube top and hot pants. "Cindy wore it better," he offered and Prompto laughed. Gladio looked down at his svelte form and got a mental image of his own. "Or maybe you would. Can't be sure till I see it though. Maybe I'll buy some while I'm here and stand in front of a mirror," he joked. He loved watching the photographer get flustered. "Can't be too hard to find."

Prompto seemed unfazed. "I have a pair already. I just don't wear it in public." Now it was Gladio's turn to be surprised. It must have shown on his face because Prompto leaned closer to him. "I think we're past being embarrassed about little things like a pair of hot pants. Right, Gladio?"

He swallowed, he certainly wasn't used to having someone bigger than him looming over him. Especially with the hungry look Prompto was giving him. Six, was that the way he appeared to people? No wonder everyone said he was intimidating. "Right." He cleared his throat and pulled a bottle of water out of the cooler as well.

A moment later the two of them were waiting in line to pay for their items. Gladio idly browsed the shelves and subtly grabbed another pack of condoms before they made it to the counter. He'd come twice in the last two hours, but if the stirring in his core was any indication the potion still had some unfinished business.

Prompto shifted his weight behind him and bumped into his back in the narrow isle. The photographer seemed oblivious of the contact.

Gladio had been on the receiving end of Ignis with the prince's proportions and that was amazing. especially being as sensitive as the blonde was. He wondered what it would be like being on the receiving end of the monster contained in the leather pants behind him. Under normal conditions Gladio might fear he'd break the smaller man in half, but… these were not normal conditions. Maybe it was time to see what this little freckled body could take.

Gladio looked around and made sure nobody was looking and shifted the weight of the beer so he was holding it under one arm. Slowly, he reached back and ran a hand over the bulge in the pants behind him. He glanced up at the security camera just in time to see Prompto's eyes snap wide in surprise. A smirk tugged at his lips as he watched the larger man behind him start to fray around the edges as he stroked. He knew exactly how hard to rub to yield a reaction without providing any actual relief. Lithe fingers massaged along the length just so, oblivious to the patrons around them. He could feel the flesh hardening beneath the leather and gave a particularly hard grab. Prompto's breath hitched behind him just as the line began to move.

The smaller man released his grip and casually placed the beer and other items on the counter before paying. He stole a glance at Prompto readjusting himself in his pants before paying for his soda and following him out. "Are you nuts?" Prompto said when they were back on the sweltering roads. "Someone could have seen you."

Gladio turned and shot the photographer a mischievous leer. "Sorry, it's tough to keep my hands to myself with such a sexy hunk of man-flesh following me around." He chuckled at his own compliment. Prompto glared lustily back at him.

They rounded a dark corner, heading back to the take-out place when suddenly Prompto pulled the case of beer out of his hand and used his other hand to pin him against the brick wall. "Ouch! Prom, what are you…"

Prompto got real close to his face. "If you're trying to play some sort of sexy game of chicken I can tell you right now you're going to lose."

Gladio chuckled. He loved a challenge. "Yeah? And why is that?"

"Because," Prompto leaned in and rubbed his still hard member against Gladio, resulting in an unintentional gasp from the blonde. "I know exactly where all my buttons are. I know exactly where I want to be touched and how hard I like to be fucked. So, it wouldn't take long for me to have you coming undone in public." Gladio had never heard the gunslinger speak like that before and it was sending every ounce of blood he had southward. "Besides, I'm just some nameless plebe from Insomnia. You, on the other hand are the noble son of the Amicitia family. And I can think of a few depraved things to do that you wouldn't want in the local gossip column." Gladio swallowed hard. The gunslinger had a point. "So…" Prompto ground their members together through the fabric again and Gladio let out another suppressed gasp. "…since you chose to get me all hot and bothered in public, what do you propose we do about it?"

Ignis exited the bathroom to find Noctis sleeping soundly on the couch, but the hotel room otherwise empty. Prompto must have gone with Gladio to get the food.

He was still getting used to not needing glasses to see. He kept going to take them off before he got in the shower and he even looked around for them once he was dressed. Old habits die hard.

At least he'd found a clean pair of sleep pants and a t-shirt in Noctis' bag. The rest of their clothes needed some thorough washing before they left. Ignis would have to inquire whether the Leville had a dry-cleaning service.

He looked back over at his own sleeping form on the couch before a pang of guilt hit him. Sure, he had acted partially under the effects of the potion with an old lover, but it still felt wrong to do so in Noctis' body. Ignis was walking around in royal flesh and blood. He shouldn't have acted so rash.

Still, he was curious what had transpired in the other room while Noctis and Prompto took their own bodies for a ride. Ignis bit his lip at the memory of Gladio (the real Gladio) inside him so many years ago. Hearing his own desperate moans coming from the other room earlier had only added oxygen to the fire that the potion had reignited. He knew for certain that he would seek Gladio out again when this was all over. Of that there was no question.

But in addition to that, now that he'd become more intimate with Highnesses body, and visa versa he was curious if… Perhaps the embers that had been smoldering beneath the ground since he was six could use a little air as well.

His thoughts were interrupted by the door to the hotel room swinging open so fast it nearly left a dent in the brass door stop. Noctis was yanked violently out of his slumber as Prompto and Gladio stormed in and dumped the food they ordered and other groceries down on the bar. They didn't say so much as a word of greeting before they nearly tripped over each other on their way to the bedroom. The door slammed behind them just before weight hit the mattress so hard Ignis felt it through the floor.

By now Noctis was sitting bolt upright and rubbing his eyes. "What the hell was that?"

"My guess would be a testosterone laden train just made its way through our humble little suite." Ignis said as he poked through the food they'd ordered. Thankfully Prompto hadn't knocked any of the containers open in his haste. He found the vegetable stir-fry he'd ordered and cracked open the provided chopsticks. Normally he'd plate it and sit down properly, but his hunger outweighed his decorum for once. He was several large mouthfuls in by the time Noctis approached and poked through the contents of the bag.

"What did you end up ordering me?"

Ignis swallowed his mouthful. "There's some crab ragoons, boneless spare ribs, chicketrice curry, anak and broccoli, and some eggrolls. Take your pick. I know you must be hungry."

Noctis poked around before deciding on the ragoons and unceremoniously stuffed a whole one in his mouth. Ignis paused at the sight and suppressed the look of displeasure. He didn't much care for watching himself stuff his face like a drunken teenager. Though when Noctis cracked one of the beers open and chugged half of it, he supposed he really wasn't too far off. When Noctis burped, his resolve cracked. "Could you please use one iota of the table manners you were brought up with?"

Noctis stuffed half of another ragoon into his mouth. "No can do, Specks. I'm starving." He pulled another beer out of the case. "If you prefer I could shotgun a beer instead. Do you still have the Regalia keys lying around?"

"Absolutely, not."

Noctis pouted. "Aww, is Ignis upset with the sight of him letting loose?"

Ignis didn't dignify the question with an answer. Instead he put a piece of broccoli in his mouth and tried his best to ignore the moans coming from the second bedroom.

Noctis glanced over to him with another mouth full of food. "Wha' rr ooo eeetn?"

Ignis rolled his eyes. "Could you please swallow your food before speaking?" He ate a bite of pepper and onion.

The Prince swallowed. "What are you eating?" he grimaced. "Are you making me eat vegetables?"

Ignis looked down at his food and back to Noct before smirking at him. "I suppose I am. Got to get some vitamins and minerals into you while I can." He ate a piece of mushroom to prod the prince further. "The tides have turned. Eh Highness?"

Noctis reached over the bar to take the container, but Ignis moved away in time. "Give me that."

Ignis chuckled and dodged another grab. "I think not. I'm still hungry."

Noctis moved the food out of the way and crawled over the bar. "Give it," he said before jumping toward him.

Something in Ignis took hold and in a flash of blue he was on the other side of the room. A bewildered Noctis slammed into the refrigerator where he stood only a second ago. Ignis looked over to Noctis and smiled. Now this was interesting. He popped another piece of broccoli into his mouth as the prince ran around the bar toward him. "That's not fair, Ignis."

Ignis warped again an instant before Noct got the container out of his hand. They did this little game of cat and mouse several times, Ignis taunting him by eating another vegetable whenever he missed. The prince was relentless, but by now the container was mostly empty.

Standing next to the couch Ignis waited for Noctis to get close before trying to warp again. This time nothing happened and he suddenly felt a little light on his feet. Noct tackled him full force into the couch as the container fell to the floor. Noctis smirked down at him victorious as Ignis realized he must have run out of magic for the time being. He'd seen it happen to Noct in the field, but to experience it first hand was dizzying.

"Gotcha," said the prince, grinning like an idiot.

It was just now that he realized Noct had him pinned to the couch, his whole body resting against him. Ignis was still shirtless from the shower and Noct was only wearing one of Ignis' undershirts and slacks. Their noses were only inches apart from one another. When blue eyes met green Noct's cocky smile faded. He could feel the other man's heartbeat through his chest as Noct's pupils widened.

There was some hesitation, but when Noct glanced down at Ignis' lips the strategist just went for it. Ignis' first thought was that it was odd kissing himself, but when he closed his eyes all he could feel was Noctis. The voice and proportions didn't matter. All that was beneath his lips was the faint aftertaste of take-out and the prince. How many times had he wanted to do this, but would never let himself admit it? He was the right hand of the future king and he would have never risked the loss of trust or planted the seed of awkwardness for a wayward fantasy.

But now, as hands traced along his abs as a hardening member ground down into his thigh, those reservations were forgotten. The sounds of their kisses were only broken with half gasped moans. Ignis traced a hand up the back of Noctis' head and grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled hard. It was one of his secret little kinks, having his hair pulled, and when Noct let out a pleasurable gasp Ignis took a moment to enjoy the view. Throat exposed Ignis leaned in and captured Noct's pulse in his mouth and was rewarded with a few hard thrusts against his own aching member.

"Fuck, Ignis…"

He leaned in a little further and bit down lightly on an earlobe. "Yes, Highness?"

Noctis seemed to have a difficult time finding words. "Do you want to… oh shit…" Ignis had slid a hand down the back of his slacks and grabbed a fist full of flesh, pushing their bodies together harder.

"Very much so," he whispered into the shell of his ear and licked it again. "What position would you prefer? I topped last time."

"I… gods… I was bottom, but…I wanna try switching it up." He looked down at him, his lips swollen from kissing and Ignis didn't think he was even capable of looking that debauched.

"Have you…" he corrected. "Has your body ever done that before. Be on the receiving end I mean?" Noct paused, then shook his head. "Give me just a moment then."

He released Noct's hair and slid out from beneath him. His body felt cold from the absence, but he needed to grab some supplies. He didn't bother to knock as he entered the bedroom that Gladio and Prompto were currently in. They didn't appear to notice him, and continued their activities.

Ignis froze half way down to his bag and tilted his head at what he saw. Good lord, he thought to himself at the sight. He wasn't even sure that was physically possible, and yet here it was in front of him. He would have to inquire about the physics later.

Grabbing his things, he took one last look at the two before biting his lip and closing the door quietly behind him.

"They sound like they're having fun," said Noct as Ignis returned to the common room. He'd already taken off his shirt and slacks and was sitting on the couch in only his dark briefs. He was idly rubbing himself through the fabric as the moans escalated from the other room.

"You have no idea. We may end up with a noise complaint if they keep that up." He put down the condoms and lube on the coffee table before sliding off his sleep pants and laying them to the side as well. He debated how he should approach this, but considering Noct's lack of experience in this matter he thought it better to take the lead.

Kneeling down on the floor before his prince he slid his hands up familiar thighs before lowering his mouth to the throbbing cock beneath the cotton. Noctis let out a quiet moan and leaned his head back on the couch. Ignis slid his fingers around the fabric as Noct lifted his hips so he could pull them down. "What should I do?" the prince asked.

Ignis shook his head. "I'll take care of everything. You just enjoy yourself." He saw a bit of hesitation in Noct's expression. "We'll take it slow."

Reaching over, Ignis added a liberal amount of lube into one hand and reached down to his own entrance before taking Noctis in his other. He inserted a finger into himself and winced slightly at the intrusion. This might take a minute. In the meantime he bent down and ran a tongue along the member in front of him. Noctis hips bucked before he did it again, massaging himself with lubed fingers while he worked.

After sufficient teasing, he added a second finger before sliding his lips down over the head, licking lazily as he moved his hand up and down the shaft. Noctis raked his fingers through raven hair as Ignis worked slowly. "Fuck, Iggy. You're so good at that."

Ignis released him with an audible pop before lowering to lavish some attention on his balls. He was rewarded when Noct's breath caught in his throat.

Watching his prince come undone was encouraging his efforts below as he added a third finger and moaned when he hit his prostate. Part of him pictured Noct's view at the moment. How he could see the prince of Insomnia sucking his dick while he fingered himself. The thought itself made Ignis bold and he pushed his fingers deeper and scissored them apart to stretch the muscle wide. His dick twitched at the sensation and finally he felt he was ready.

Pulling his fingers out he tore a condom wrapper open and slid it onto Noct before climbing onto him with one leg on each side of his hips. Ignis liberally applied more lube onto the cock beneath him before kissing his prince again. "Ready?" he asked. Noctis just nodded.

He slid down slowly, savoring the resistance and almost pleasurable burn as the head entered. Noct's hands were on his ass and he could feel him shaking as Ignis lifted before lowering back down on him again. And again. And again. Each time he went further down as he accommodated for the slightly above average size of the cock inside him.

Noct's forehead was resting against his collar bone as he bottomed out, and the prince let out a breath he was holding. "So, tight… you okay?"

Ignis nodded and kissed him before rising up and lowering again slowly. He wasn't sure what was better, discovering that Noct's prostate was unusually easy to hit with every slide down, or that it was his own cock that was doing it. Either way it didn't take long before he started to move faster. Noct's fingers dug into his ass cheeks when he became emboldened and began to thrust up to match him.

Eventually, having his prostate hit so many times in succession was taking its toll and Ignis' legs began to tremble. Thankfully Noctis picked up the slack and held him tight as he thrust up at a glorious rhythm. Ignis never once had to touch himself before he came in intense spurts between them.

Before the high even passed Noctis grabbed him around the waist to hold them together before lowering him onto his back and resumed his desperate thrusts. Noctis leaned down and kissed him with trembling lips before his brow knotted together and he came. Ignis could actually feel it through the condom and part of him wanted so badly to try it again without one in the future. The thought of him being filled with his lovers cum made his dick twitch anew as Noct slowed to a stop.

They stayed together for a moment as Noct leaned his head onto Ignis chest while his breathing returned to normal. "Wow," he gasped.

Ignis smiled and ran his fingers through brunette spikes. "Indeed," he said, smiling. "Though I think you got carried away there toward the end. Apologies if you're a little sore when you get your body back."

Noctis kissed his chest and smiled. "Worth it."

The sound of the head board banging into the wall in the other room pulled them back from their amorous stupor. There was so much yelping and moaning coming from the other room that it was difficult to distinguish who it was coming from.

Ignis tilted his head toward the room. "Care to see what they're up to?"

Noctis only smiled deviously and nodded.

A few minutes ago…

After dumping the food onto the counter Gladio and Prompto nearly tripped over each other on the way to the bedroom. The door wasn't even closed before they were shedding their shoes and shirts. Prompto's pants were still around his ankles as Gladio tackled him. The back of Prompto's legs hit the bed and they both went tumbling down onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs.

There was so much groping and fondling it was difficult to figure out where the shield ended and the gunslinger began.

At some point Prompto ended up with his tattooed back to the headboard as Gladio slid a tongue down the well-earned abs. He wrapped pale fingers around the enormous member and Prompto had to choke a gasp when he realized the fingers barely even touched.

Gladio didn't seem too surprised, of course. "I don't know," he said, stroking it. "I don't think it'll fit."

Prompto looked down at him challengingly. "Oh, we'll make it fit," he smirked. "By the way, I'm not sure if you figured it out earlier, but I don't have much of a gag reflex."

Gladio slid his pink tongue along the underside of the prodigious member. "We'll have to test that out," he said before lowering his lips down past the head. He bobbed a few times before it began to hit the back of his throat and, as promised, he didn't gag. Instead his mouth filled with thick saliva mixed with pre-cum. He pushed harder down, seeing how much he could swallow.

Prompto seemed to sense his determination to try it out, because he was getting up on his knees to allow for a better angle. Now Gladio was on all fours as large fingers traced through blonde locks, egging him on. "You can do it," Prompto said above him.

Gladio took a deep breath before wrapping his lips around it and leaned forward. It hit some resistance at the back of his throat, but with a little help from the hand on his head it began to push further. His eyes rolled back in his head as he imagined what this looked like. He pushed further and before he knew it his nose was buried in dark curls.

Holy shit.

He pulled back in surprise and gasped for air. There were thick strips of saliva stretching between them as Prompto leered down at him. "Told you."

Gladio looked up at him, "Oh you are so doing this when we're back to normal. I have to see it."

Prompto pointed a thumb to the oversized mirror on the dresser next to them. "You can right now."

Gladio glanced over and nearly came right then and there. He looked absolutely debauched and he fucking loved it.

Not hesitating another second, he leaned forward and resumed where he'd left off as Prompto let out low moans above him. Strong fingers fisted around blonde hair as he was pushed further and harder with each adjoining thrust into his mouth. He looked into the mirror to his right and was surprised to see Ignis looking at them in the reflection. Gladio decided to give him a show and pushed all the way down again and held it there for a few seconds.

Involuntary tears flowed down his cheeks and his jaw ached, but listening to the noises Prompto was making was worth it. When he came up for air, gasping and covered in saliva, Ignis was gone.

Part of him was disappointed.

Before he had time to resume what he was doing, Prompto was flipping him over so he was on his back. His cock still glistening as he grabbed the vial of lube and dumped half of its contents into his hand. He palmed it against Gladio's entrance as he began to place hot kisses and light bites all the way down Prompto's torso. He inserted two fingers without buildup and Gladio jumped as he cured his fingers to hit his prostate. The lube was dripping down the crack of his ass as Prompto took his cock in his mouth.

Gladio gripped the blankets beneath him as Prompto worked his mouth and fingers together furiously. "Somebody's…ahh!" Prompto added a third finger, "…impatient."

"Wouldn't you be?" Prompto said and added a fourth finger. This time it burned with resistance as he worked. "In case you haven't guessed, I have a bit of a size-difference kink. This will keep me in spank-bank material for years."

Gladio's face was hot as he looked down. "Don't bother with a condom then," he growled. "I have a few kinks of my own."

Prompto visibly shuttered at the thought. "Alright."

With that said Prompto got up onto his knees and slathered on even more lube to his throbbing cock before positioning it. Pulling pale legs up to his shoulders before he looked up. Green eyes locked with amber before he pushed in.

Gladio's breath hitched as he bit down on his knuckles. Even with the preparation, he was still a lot smaller than the form bearing down on him. When he felt the head pop in he saw stars as fresh tears flowed down his cheeks. "Whoa, whoa, just a sec." Held a pale hand against toned abs for a moment while he caught his breath. Good lord, he'd never imagined what it would be like being on the receiving end of that thing. He'd have to buy Ignis one hell of a drink the next chance he got.

A few deep breaths later he removed his hand and nodded for Prompto to continue. He pushed slowly, inch by inch as Gladio mashed a pillow into his face and screamed. When he was bottomed out Prompto waited a few seconds before pulling nearly all the way out and pushing back in again at a torturously slow pace.

He could feel Prompto's head loll against his shin. "Holy shit… holy shit…" Prompto was chanting with each thrust.

Finally, the pain began to subside as pressure and pleasure began to trump it. Gladio moved the pillow aside as he slid his hand down to take his cock in his hand. He was already leaking pre-cum as he stroked himself. The pressure against his prostate was intense and he could already feel the coil of orgasm winding up inside him.

Prompto moved and allowed one of his legs to fall off his shoulder, effectively shifting Gladio to one side as he continued to thrust into him at a fevered pace. Gladio propped himself up on one elbow and looked up into the mirror. Prompto's eyes were closed as he bit his lip and dug his fingers into the inside of his calf. The headboard was starting to bang against the wall with every thrust.

Gladio got a better look at the mirror and blinked in surprise. No fucking way.

He let out a moan so loud that Prompto snapped his eyes open and stopped moving. "Oh shit. Sorry, are you alright?"

"Gods, don't stop." He panted and put his hand on a tattooed shoulder. "Keep fucking me and look down."

Prompto looked confused for a moment before he pushed in again. Gladio watched haughtily when Prompto noticed the bulge that was forming on the freckled lower abs with each thrust. He didn't know if the gunslinger was going to come, laugh, or cry as he grabbed his leg and pushed in as far as he could go. The expression on his face was priceless.

Gladio slid his hand down so that he could feel his cock rub against the underside of the muscle.

Something must have snapped in Prompto because he grabbed Gladio's hips and began thrusting erratically like his life depended on it. "Oh em gee, so good. So fucking good." He moaned. "You better fuck me like this later. Oh, gods."

Gladio himself was letting out shameless moans as he stroked himself while his ass was assaulted. There were too many sensations. Too many.

When Prompto thrust one last time and gasp he could feel him coming in hot spurts within him. Gladio gave himself a few more strokes and he toppled over the edge too. He didn't think it was possible to come this hard. His body convulsed as he clenched down onto the member still pulsing within him. The edges of his vision blurred and for a moment he thought he might pass out from the overload.

A few gasping breaths later he felt Prompto pull out. He felt woefully empty as cum leaked out and dripped down the inside of his thigh.

He nearly decided to just lay there and fall asleep when he felt Prompto tap his side. He rolled over to see Ignis and Noct standing in the doorway, grinning furiously. Noctis began to slowly clap. "That was quite the show."

Gladio scoffed. "Shut up, Princess."

Noctis shook his head. "Oh no, after taking a cock like that you're the Princess now."

Everyone, even Gladio, laughed.

~X~

One more chapter to go, and it's gonna be a doozie.