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Stand By Me	By : Alcoholic_Rootbeer & MistahRoi Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy XV Views: 2715 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N from MistahRoi:
Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out! Between Episode Prompto and hitting a major slump, it took longer than expected. I went after my muse with a club, but the little bastard snatched it away and chased me around in circles thwacking me upside the head instead. BUT I came out victorious in the end! *stands over Noctis proudly* I hope you enjoy!
A/N from MrBenzedrine:
I'm so glad I kicked MistahRoi in the ass until the chapter came out. XD We went back and forth with the conversation toward the end. The first bit is all MistahRoi, but then my Prompto wanted to come out and play a little...it made for a very interesting chapter. ;D
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We will carve our place into time and space
We will find our way, or we'll make a way, say hey, hey, hey
Find you're great, don't you hide your face
And let it shine, shine, shine, shine
So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...
Find me where the wild things are
"Wild Things" by Alessia Cara
Chapter Five: Exposed
Noctis leaned against the side of the Regalia as he refilled the tank, the gentle breeze blowing through his onyx tresses. They made it through the roadblock with the help of Cor and Monica, and now they were on their way to Lestallum to meet back up with Iris. She called Noct when they first arrived at Coernix Station, though he wasn't quite sure why it was him instead of Gladio - he was her brother after all. The car shifted under his weight when he pushed off it to hang the nozzle up on the pump.
"Hey, Noct! So did you see the sign? There's a chocobo ranch! Can we go?" Prompto pleaded with the prince, baby blue staring into his. How could he say no to him? He didn't want to quash the excitement his best friend felt for seeing the chocobos.
"We're going to Lestallum," Gladio butted in as he packed supplies into the trunk of the car. Noct sensed a bit of an annoyed aura coming off the burly man, probably because Iris chose to call Noct instead of him.
"But it'll take days to get there! The chocobo ranch is only a little ways from here. Come on, Noct, can we please go?" Something in the way he whined pulled at Noctis' heartstrings, and he knew he couldn't deny Prompto what he wanted.
"Alright, we'll go. It's not that far out of the way." The pure joy on the blond's face sent Noct's heart aflutter. His excitement must be rubbing off on me. The corner of his mouth edged up in a small smirk. How long had it been since he last saw a chocobo, anyway?
Noctis stared down at the leafy Gysahl Green in his hand and then up at the large bird, shifting his weight from one leg to the other uneasily. He never fed the chocobos at the ranch in Insomnia. How was he supposed to do it?
"You alright there, bud?" Prompto's voice startled him as he came up from behind.
"Uh, yeah, I just… I've never done this before. Feed the chocobos, I mean." A dust of pink graced Noctis' cheeks. The birds were slightly intimidating now that he didn't have all the riding trainers and caretakers with him. Almost as if he sensed Noct's distress, Prompto patted him on the shoulder.
"No need to be afraid of them. Chocobos are gentle creatures," he said as he fed one of them a green. The Chocobo kweh'd, and the blond rubbed down the soft neck feathers.
Noctis approached a chocobo apprehensively, shaky arms holding out the Gysahl Green for it, but it gave him a sharp wark and turned its beak up.
"Animals are sensitive, dude. If you're afraid of them, they'll know."
Noctis took a breath to settle his nerves and slow his heart rate to its natural rhythms before trying to offer the green again. The bird tilted its head as if to study the prince, determining if he was a threat or not. Once it decided that Noctis meant it no harm, it happily plucked the radish looking snack from his hand.
"Now you pet it," Prompto said as he nudged the prince toward the chocobo, taking Noct's hand in his own and offering it palm up to the bird. Noct's breath hitched in his throat as pink dusted his cheeks and ears at his friend's touch. What was with this feeling? This was Prompto - his best friend. Yet, having him so close that he could feel the warmth of his body sent a longing straight down to his...Was it normal to feel this way towards him? No, probably not. But it was there, something he couldn't shake, something that left a feeling of fervor in his heart. He glanced at Prompto from the corner of his eye, secretly admiring the joyful expression on the blond's face at just being in the same vicinity as the chocobos that he loved. In this moment, there was an innocence about Prompto that made Noctis want to give everything to protect. It may very well be the last thing he could protect, after just losing basically everything he had known.
When had things changed for him? When did he start thinking about Prompto like that? Maybe it was that night in the shower. It wasn't normal to fantasize about a best friend, was it? But he did, and he liked it. What could he do but accept it? It wasn't like anything actually changed between them, but he still had a desire to touch Prompto and be touched by him. And why was he noticing all of this now? Was it a lack of constant surveillance?
The raven-haired prince pried his eyes away from Prompto, staring diligently at the chocobo sniffing at his hand. Am I being weird? Despite his efforts, his gaze fell to Prompto's fingers holding onto him. His hand is soft… His heart thumped frantically in his chest as a thin layer of sweat broke out over his skin. Why am I so nervous? It's just Prompto. Get it together, Noct. Noctis found himself reimagining the cave incident, Prompto's weight on him, the grip he had on Noct's hip, the way it felt being pinned underneath Prompto. He didn't think he had that much strength, but he sure proved Noctis wrong.
Heat radiated off of Noctis' face as he thought about everything that took place in the dark between the two. Part of him, no, most of him wanted to feel all of that again. What am I thinking? Noctis pulled his hand from Prompto's and shuffled away from him. "W-We should take on a hunt." He turned away to hide what he was sure was a glowing face.
"Right. We need to make our own money, now." Though Prompto laughed, Noctis heard what he thought was disappointment in his chocobo-loving friend's voice. It created a sinking feeling in the prince's gut, but he shook it off as he trekked to the ranch manager to inquire about a bounty.
"Imperials above us!" Prompto whipped his hand out as his gun materialized, taking hold of it in preparations for battle.
A group of magitek soldiers stepped off the ledge of their dropship, landing and quickly surrounding all four men. Noctis stood back to back with his retinue, long sword appearing before him as his fingers wrapped around the hilt. He lurched forward, pivoting on his left foot as he swung the giant sword into the MTs in front of him. He switched to a smaller sword, using his momentum to ram his shoulder into another trooper, thrusting the blade into its chest as it toppled over. He glanced up to check on the others, who had nearly finished with the other magitek.
"Noct, look out!" Prompto's warning came a bit too late as a magitek trooper sprang up from behind and latched onto Noctis. He struggled in the robot's grasp, but the thing had an iron grip on him and refused to let go.
Bang.
Noctis flinched at the loud pop as the bullet whizzed past his head and knocked the trooper from him. His eyes shot back to Prompto, gun held out, a stream of smoke floating up from the barrel. "Thanks man, I owe you one." The prince glanced down at the magitek; the hole was perfectly centered in its forehead. Prompto was a damn good shot to hit it so perfectly in such a situation. A little tinge of jealousy danced up his spine at just how good he was, way better than Noct. Guns were his weakness. He'd never mastered them during training, always getting impatient at his poor marksmanship and giving up.
An idea struck Noct as the four made their way back to the chocobo ranch, the sun easing down toward the horizon. "Prompto, come here a second," he whispered, placing a hand on his friend's bicep as he slowed their pace, letting the other two get ahead of them.
"What is it, Noct?"
Noctis hesitated momentarily as he tried to quash the butterflies fluttering around in his stomach before he asked his question. He wanted to learn how to gunsling as well as Prompto, to overcome his ineptitude with the only weapon he couldn't get down. Who better to teach him than his best friend? But the thought of being alone with him right now...it made him feel on edge. "Could you, uh." He ran his fingers through his hair and rubbed the back of his neck. "Teach me how to shoot?"
"That's it? Yeah, man, of course." A small smile curled Prompto's lips.
"Yeah. After dinner? We can sneak away."
"Why?" Prompto tilted his head slightly, confused.
Yeah, why? Noct already knew the answer. He didn't want the others around, fussing over him and causing him to lose his concentration. "I'm pretty sure Ignis would object to us staying out so late," Noct said with a chuckle, trying to laugh off his nervousness. It wasn't weird to ask him to teach him his secrets with the gun, or to be alone with his best friend, so what was with the incessant bubbling of excitement he felt at the idea?
"Sounds like a plan to me. What are we gonna tell Iggy and Gladio?"
A smile split Noctis' face and he said, "We can tell them you wanna get some pictures of the chocobos."
"Noct, Prompto, you'll get no dinner if you dawdle back there!" Ignis shouted from the outskirts of the ranch.
Noctis and Prompto jogged to catch up with Iggy as he rounded the corner of the motel.
"What's for dinner, Iggy?" Prompto asked as he matched the man's pace.
"I haven't decided yet. Is there something you would like?"
"Can we have the spicy rib steaks? Gah, I love those," the blond requested as a delighted expression came over him.
"We will need some Leiden Peppers, if you acquire some from the merchant, I will begin preparing the meat."
"I'll go get some," Noct chimed in. He remembered the steaks were one of Prompto's favorites, and he wanted to see to it that his friend enjoyed the meal.
"Woohoo! Dinner's gonna be awesome tonight!"
Noctis smiled inwardly as he split from the other two and headed for the tradesperson. Ever since they ventured beyond the walls of Insomnia, he noticed more and more about Prompto - all the different sides he never saw when they were back in the city. The most endearing side, though, the one Noctis wanted to protect the most, was the carefree, innocent part of him. Prompto's goofy smiles always made Noct feel like everything would be okay, somehow. I just have to keep that smile on his face. Everything will be fine if I can just do that.
"What can I do ya for?" the merchant asked the prince as he approached.
"Some of the Leiden Peppers, if you got 'em." He watched as the man rummaged through his merchandise until he found what he was looking for. He pulled out a bundle and handed it to Noctis after he offered the gil to the merchant.
"Thank ya kindly for the business." The man waved him off as he turned back to the motel.
By the time Noctis made it back to the room, Iggy already had the meat prepared and ready to cook; all he needed were the peppers. "Here ya go, Ignis. Leiden Peppers, as requested." His adviser took the peppers from him, unbundled them, and proceeded to slice them up.
Gladio and Prompto were both seeking shelter from the heat inside the motel room: Gladio with his phone in front of his face, and Prompto staring at his camera's screen intently. Noctis plopped down on the bed beside the blond and peered over his shoulder. "What're you looking at?"
Prompto let out a shrill squeak and shoved the camera down into his lap. "N-nothing. It's nothing. Just some pictures that didn't turn out quite the way I wanted them to." He forced a nervous laugh that made Noct arch a brow. His skill with the camera was one thing Prompto was always confident about. Every insecurity seemed to melt away once he was behind a camera. It was almost as if the camera gave him some kind of clarity that he lacked the ability to see with his own eyes. He always wanted to show the pictures off after he took them, but he was hiding them now.
"Show 'em to me." He reached for the camera, leaning into Prompto.
"N-no, you don't wanna see them. They're… bad. Y-yeah, bad quality." The blond's voice went up an octave as he spoke. He pulled the camera away, holding it out of the prince's arm range.
"C'mon, lemme see." Noctis pushed himself further into Prompto's personal space, grabbing for the closest part of the device and latching onto the strap. "Ha!" He yanked it back toward him, but Prompto jerked it in the opposite direction without realizing that the strap was wrapped around Noct's wrist. The strength behind Prompto's movements left Noctis face down across his lap, one hand tangled in the camera's neck strap while the other braced on his friend's hip.
"Now that's a picture that'd say a thousand words," Gladio chuckled, eyes peering over the top of his phone.
"S-shut up, Gladio." The prince shoved himself up, letting go of the camera and scooting a couple inches away. He folded his arms over his chest, trying to will away the flush he felt creeping up on his cheeks.
"Oh, my bad. Should I leave you two alone?"
Noctis opened his mouth to say something, but the door opened, and Ignis stepped inside with a plate of food, the sweet aroma of grilled meat filling the air.
"Dinner is ready." Ignis served up the steaks, setting four places at the small motel room table.
"Alright, I'm starving," Noctis said as he hopped up and moseyed to the delicious food waiting for him.
"Anyone else looking forward to seeing Iris soon?" Prompto followed behind the Prince. "It'll be nice to see a familiar face."
"Yeah, and if we weren't bumping around out here to see some dumb birds, we'd be there already." The annoyance in Gladiolus' voice made Noctis flinch internally.
Even though the smile never faltered, Prompto's brow furrowed as he said, "Yeah. True. Though, it's obvious who she really wants to talk to." He shot Noctis an obvious wink.
"You got somethin' to say?"
"To you? Nope. And apparently, neither does Iris."
Gladio flung his bulky arm around Prompto's neck and smashed his face into his armpit, locking his hold with his free hand. The blond flailed his arms and tried to pull his head free from the behemoth.
"Dude!" Prompto's voice was muffled by Gladio's body.
"I didn't catch that. Did ya say you give up, chocoass?"
Prompto managed to wiggle himself free of Gladio's grip and gasped for air like he'd never breathe again. "Dude, you totally reek!"
"Well, what do you expect? We've been runnin' all day. It's the smell of a real man!" The chair groaned under Gladio's weight as he eased down.
"A real-ly gross man," Prompto quipped.
"I'd have to side with Prompto on this one. We need showers tonight," Ignis agreed.
The voices of his friends faded out as Noctis ate his dinner silently, letting his mind wander to from the conversation at hand. There was still no word on whether or not Luna was in Insomnia when it fell, and with the announcement of her death...It wasn't like he didn't miss Luna, because he did. Like crazy. But with the pressures of the wedding off his shoulders, it opened Noct's mind to other options that he never considered before. He glanced at Prompto, eyes tracing over the lines in his face, how his hair outlined it perfectly. Noctis was mesmerized by the way his lips moved when he talked, even when he didn't hear a word the blond was saying.
It was Prompto's eyes that showed each side of him; they were expressive, his emotions etched in them for any one of his friends to read. Noctis could easily read those eyes and the words behind them - from the twinkle of excitement about anything chocobo related to the adrenaline fueled darkness when he held a gun in his hand. Something stirred deep in Noct's belly when he thought of a darker side to Prompto. It felt as though a small fire was trying to flicker into life, but he ignored it and pushed it down. What was it, and why did it endeavor to surface every time he thought of Prompto?
Noctis realized he had been staring at his friend and shifted his gaze, forcing himself to look away, despite the fact that something inside him didn't really want to. He said something to Gladio and laughed, making the prince's heart skip. Why does he make me feel so….strange? I don't get it. Ugh, and my stomach. Maybe it was something else entirely? He was under a lot of stress…The trip to Altissia to get married, Insomnia falling, trying to find solid ground to stand on…Maybe this was his body's way of objecting to it all? But when his eyes met Prompto's and his stomach did backflips, he knew that it wasn't simply stress.
"You alright, Noct?" Prompto asked.
"Yeah, I'm… good." His mind grasped for anything to say, but it came up blank - or rather, he didn't want to say what it kept coming back to. How was he supposed to deal with all of this? When did things change? Was it on the cliff? When Prompto held him as he just let everything out? But then… the fantasy… That was before. Was he… Do I… His brow knitted together. No, that's impossible. But was it really?
"So, Noct… you wanna go play with some chocobos with me?" Prompto gave the prince a sly wink, and suddenly the butterflies were working double time in his stomach.
"Yep." Noctis' voice came out in almost a squeak. He pushed himself up and made for the door in a hurry, trying to play it cool as if he didn't just sound like some kind of mouse. He heard Prompto quickly follow suit behind him. His sensorium worked in overdrive, making every little touch and sound have a much more profound affect on him. He inhaled deeply and then exhaled as he attempted to calm his mind. Being alone with Prompto right now, it made him feel insanely nervous and a bit giddy. Being on this journey, they didn't have much time for just the two of them, even to just simply talk as best friends. Now more than ever, Noctis craved that alone time.
The walking distance to the nearby lake was relatively short, to which Noctis was thankful, because it meant he didn't have to make much small talk on the way. Prompto took to entertaining himself for the most part, humming a quiet tune as he sang an improvised song about walking, occasionally snapping a flash from his camera. "Trying to get better at night photography," he muttered, turning the camera to show his friend.
"Oh, now you'll show me?" Noctis raised a cool eyebrow, trying his best to hide a smirk. It didn't work so well.
Prompto seemed to ignore him, giving a light shrug as his response. "I think I'm going to have to find a lens that helps with lighting. That, or maybe there's a setting...I didn't get to finish my photography classes before we left." He smiled weakly. "First world problems, right?"
Noctis nudged his friend in the shoulder with a playful air about him, which made his friend's smile grow. It did everything to Noctis' heart at the sight. Seeing Prompto happy filled the prince with pride.
"So, how far out is this lake?"
"Not too far, according to Ignis' maps," Noctis replied, reaching out and grabbing Prompto by the elbow to stop him from tripping over a log. They fell back in step a moment later, Prompto having not looked up from his camera once. Apparently, he trusted Noctis enough to keep him from making a fool of himself - Noct was almost tempted to let him fall, just once, but that'd be too cruel. "It's a good thing I'm not Gladio. He'd have let you fall on your face five times by now."
"I wouldn't be out here if you were Gladio," Prompto mumbled nonchalantly, though the tips of his ears darkened in color. Maybe it was just the lighting...
"Iggy?" Noctis offered.
"Ha. Ignis is too stubborn to go out into the woods at night. - And you're too stubborn not to go."
"I live for danger."
"And danger lives for you."
A few more bends in the path later, and they came across the lake far off in the distance, glistening the last rays of sunlight back at them. "Great, there's even a dock. Maybe we could-"
"Uh uh. Sorry, dude. We came out here for target practice, not so you could fish." Prompto summoned his pistol into his hand to solidify his words. "Next time."
"Come on, five minutes?"
Prompto glanced over at the dock, and then back at Noctis. "Tell you what. You hit that boulder over there, and you can fish all you want tonight." He offered his gun out to Noctis. "Go on."
"From this distance? There's no way."
With a smirk, Prompto shrugged. "I mean, if you're too chicken."
"Gimme the damn gun." The prince wretched it out of his friend's hand and moved closer, taking a step onto the dock. He raised the pistol and tried to aim, nervousness blooming inside of him. He took a shot and missed, the bullet whizzing past the boulder into the tree line. "Gah! It's too far."
"Really? You sure about that?" Prompto took the gun and lazily outstretched his arm, barely looking where he was aiming before he pulled the trigger. Dust and broken bits of boulder flung off the side of the giant rock, signifying his success.
"Show off."
"This coming from the guy who puts the 'cock' in cocky." He winced. "Uh, that sounded better in my head than it did out loud…"
A tinge of warmth spread across the bridge of Noct's nose and through his ears as he realized that his mind took a different meaning to Prompto's words than he was sure his friend intended. "Yeah, well… I…" he fumbled over the words. "Gun." He held out his hand, giving up on a decent comeback. "We came out here for me to learn, so tell me your secret."
Prompto hesitated before responding, "Secret? There's no secret to it, buddy. Just lotsa practice." He flipped the gun in his hand and placed the wooden grip in Noct's.
"Can you at least give me some tips?"
"It's what I'm here for, isn't it?" Prompto stepped up behind him. "Hold the gun up, using both hands." His fingers wrapped around Noct's wrist and lifted his arm, putting the barrel of the gun at eye level. Noctis' other hand braced against the bottom of the weapon.
"To aim, you're gonna wanna line up your sights with your target." He pointed to a groove at the back end of the barrel. "This is your rear sight," he said before his finger moved to the notch on the front end. "This is the front one." Prompto's arms wrapped around Noctis' as he held the prince's aim steady. His chest and abdomen were pressed against Noct's back, and he took a shallow, jagged breath in. "And when you're ready, you squeeze the trigger. Remember to keep both eyes open and on point." He slipped his finger over Noctis' on the trigger and popped off another round, the kickback pushing his body into Prompto's.. "Now you try on your own." He stepped away, leaving a chill where his body heat once was.
His body was on fire. He felt it in every body, muscle, and cell and it all swam south of his waistline. What was coming over him? How could his body be reacting so intensely to a touch like that? It was no different than when Gladio trained him. Or was it? The way Prompto pushed his body into Noct's, the light graze of his fingertips along his skin, the warm tickle of his breath in Noctis' ear… It was definitely different. Sweat beaded on his forehead from the intense heat and the sweltering fire burning inside him. His arms trembled as he readied to fire another shot, but it burrowed into a tree trunk instead.
"Ya gotta stay steady, man, otherwise you'll never hit the target."
"No shit." The words came out a little harsher than intended.
"I haven't seen you this nervous since I found your stash of dirty magazines in high school."
"Shut up…"
"Dude, is this...porn?" Prompto snorted a laugh as he rolled out from under the bed to retrieve his pencil. Studying hadn't been going according to plan, not with the blond cracking jokes or slinging paper wads every five minutes, and now...Noctis sat horrified at his desk as he watched his newfound best friend wave a stack of pornographic magazines in his direction.
"Shut up. Don't act like you don't have any." A light pink blush graced his cheeks while he tried to play it cool. He thought he hid his stash better than that, but Prompto still managed to find it in no time.
"Not like this," Prompto answered, plopping back on the bed and giving the top one a once over. "I mean, how old are these? Don't get me wrong, the boobs in here are sa-weet!" He tilted his head to the side. "But don't you, you know, wanna watch 'em move?"
"I-I don't know. I got 'em from Gladio a while back."
"He just...gave you nudey mags?"
"Not exactly. I may have snuck in while he was gone and taken a few." Noctis paused a moment, mind backtracking. "What did you mean by 'watch em'?"
"Uhhh, the internet? What rock do you live under?" Prompto paused momentarily, taking in the prince's lavish room. "Right. Citadel. Gotcha." He gave a low whistle. "Well, us common folk just use our phones. Easiest route to a good video." With a quick turn, he rummaged through his school blazer and produced his phone. "I could recommend a few to start off with…"
"I, uh, I guess. You watch a lot, I take it." If he could recommend some off the top of his head, then surely he spent a decent amount of time on these videos. Noctis never thought to try looking for it on the internet; he was watched so closely that he rarely had the opportunity.
"Something like that. We weren't all born with a nice bod," Prompto smirked. "Yeah, it's just been me and lefty here through puberty. Up until recently, porn vids were the only thing helpin' me out."
"Oh, recently, huh? That mean you don't need the porn anymore? Havin' some luck with the girls?" The prince grinned.
"I, uh," Prompto rubbed the back of his head, his freckles offset by a ring of blush along the bridge of his nose. "Let's just say girls have been kinder this year." He laughed nervously. "N-Not that I'm knockin' it! It's actually been...really cool."
Noctis shrugged half-heartedly. "I wouldn't know. They've always been pretty nice to me. But between Ignis and Gladio, I don't get much time for messing around with a girl." He sighed.
Even though he kept his spritely grin, there was a twinkling of something in Prompto's eye that looked saddened. Still, he continued to smile as he replied, "I don't think I can remember a time when girls weren't all over you. That must be really awesome."
"I've never really noticed. Are they really all over me?" Surely he didn't miss something so obvious. There were some annoying ones that always fawned over him, he usually tuned them out whenever they approached him. But were there that many? Enough for Prompto to point out?
"You kidding?" Prompto's eyebrows shot up. "You're on the top of everyone's bucket list. There's bets - you seriously don't know?" When Noctis shook his head, his friend continued. "Well, it's kind of an ongoing mission of half of the girls in school to have you take their virginity. The other half just imagine it tucked away in their bedrooms, I'm guessing. Geez, man. How do you not know you're, like, the most sought out guy in our school? You're a prince!"
He shrugged nonchalantly at the question. "I guess I just don't pay close enough attention." Noct paused a moment before he asked a question bubbling inside of him out of curiosity. "Have you taken any of the girls' virginities?" Prompto did say that the porn videos weren't the only thing helping him out now.
"More like the other way around," Prompto replied, leaning back on the bed until his head hit Noctis' pillow. "Have you ever...you know?"
"Had sex? Nah. No time. Besides, Ignis is already up my ass as it is." Noct fidgeted with his pencil. "So… What's it like?"
"Honestly? It's...hot. Like, temperature hot. And messy, and….there's so many things you can do with a necktie, you know?"
An onyx eyebrow shot up. "A necktie? What do neckties have to do with sex?" That was something he never heard before. What could someone possibly do with a tie?
"A lot, if you know what to do with it." Prompto smirked proudly. "Seriously, it was like something you could read in a fanfiction...she was really into tie ups. And spanking."
"Wait, so you tied up a girl, then you spanked her? What the Hell kinda sex is that?" He couldn't filter the words into something more appropriate for his station before blurting them out.
"Kinky," Prompto replied with a grin. "Come on, you've never thought about it? All the girls that walk by you, you never once wanted to...oh." Prompto sat back up. "This is all really news to you, isn't it?"
"Uh, yeah. You're gonna have to explain this kinky to me. What exactly does that even mean?" He stared at the blond on his bed, listening intently, interest piqued.
"What kind of vanilla sex are you imagining, dude? - On second thought," Prompto shook his head, "don't answer that." He pushed Noct's magazines to the edge of the bed and whipped out his phone again. "Okay, so kinky really is...gah, it's sorta hard to explain. I guess the word is...adventurous? Yeah." He nodded at the word. "Kinda like that. But there's different levels of it. Like - the spanking? That's level one. Not really all that crazy."
Noctis soaked in the information, storing it away for later use if he ever needed it. "If spanking isn't too crazy, then what is? Cause that seems pretty crazy to me." His gaze focused on his friend as he tried to explain all this to the prince.
"Well, it's not." Prompto blushed. "Erm...well, there's biting. Tying up, like I mentioned. There's hair pulling, and dirty talk, and anal-"
"...Anal...?"
"The term's self explanatory, dude...maybe I'm moving too fast. Here." He pressed a few buttons on his phone. "I just sent you a list of my favorite porns-"
"-You have a list?"
"-A few of them are kinky...okay, all of them. I'd start with Choco-chicks Gone Wild. If you've never actually seen moving boobs before, I don't wanna give you a nosebleed." Noctis frowned, but Prompto continued. "Then there's Mistress Moogle...she's a good segway into kink. All of her videos are top notch."
Noctis slid his vibrating phone from his pocket and unlocked it to look at the list of links Prompto just sent him, mentally checking off the ones he named until a particular one caught his eye. "Behemoth Brothers?" He peered at the blond over the top of the phone.
"Er…." Prompto's entire face turned scarlet as he glanced down at his phone, confirming the name. "I...can explain...I mean...I could...but don't make me." He set his phone down and rubbed his hands over his cheeks. "Anyway...um...you can just...pretend that one doesn't exist, okay?"
He watched as the blond practically glowed and fumbled over his words. A chill smirk quirked the prince's lips up. "Well, whatever floats your boat, man. I'm not one to judge."
Prompto glanced up at the prince, relief and a small bit of shock spreading across his features. He took a moment to swallow a lump in his throat and attempt a smirk of his own, but it wasn't nearly as practiced and calm as Noct's. "Cool. Cause I'd hate to have to tell Gladio who took his porn stash."
It was Noct's turn to light up red, the cool, suave expression wiped off his face. "You wouldn't dare…"
"Glad we could come to an understanding," Prompto laughed. "So, uh, are we gonna actually study tonight, or what?"
"Eos to Noct! Are we gonna actually practice tonight, or what?"
Noctis blinked at Prompto momentarily, being drawn out of his memory. His eyes fell on the gun in his hand, still shaking from his nerves. All he had to do was hit the boulder across the water, so why was it so damn difficult? He steadied the sights again, forcing his jitters away by sheer willpower. He moved his index finger to the trigger and squeezed, but the bullet missed its mark yet again. "This is useless! I'm never gonna get it!" He growled deep in his throat.
"Easy there, bud. You will. Try not to look at the target as something you're tryin' to hit."
"Huh? The Hell am I supposed to look at it, then?"
Prompto shrugged. "Like it's something you're striving to touch." He took the gun from Noctis and steadied it in both hands this time, lining up his sight for show as he aimed at the boulder. "The gun is an extension of you. You want something, you gotta reach out and grab it, right?" Bang, bang! Two bullets hit the boulder. He handed the gun back over.
An extension of himself? Was Prompto kidding? A sword was an extension; he could feel every move he made with it. The way it cut through his intended targets, the impact it made. How could he feel that with a gun? There was no way. He took the gun in hand and pointed it back at the large rock, stilling his wavering body. He squeezed the trigger and missed… again. His brow furrowed, and he spun to Prompto, shoving the weapon back at him. "Let's just forget this."
Prompto's lower lip protruded in protest, and the next moment, he grabbed Noct by the shoulder, turned him around, and offered out the pistol. "Nope. Not havin'. Sorry, dude, but you can't just give up on something because you aren't good at it. No way am I lettin' you quit now. Come on. Again." He slipped the gun into Noct's hand, pushed him out further onto the dock, and lined him up. This time, he stepped up directly behind him again, chin resting on Noct's shoulder as he steadied the prince's arms and helped him aim by guiding his arms. "Imagine the boulder is something you really want. Focus on it. Find your opening. Now breathe in-" Noctis did as he was told, surprisingly relaxed within his friend's hold, "-Do you see it? What you want?"
The prince glanced at Prompto from the corner of his eye, the weight of his chin resting gently on Noct's shoulder. He could hear the blood rushing in his ears, his heart thudding against his rib cage. Prompto's body against his, his arms wrapped around Noct's…he couldn't fight it anymore. It felt good. "Yes, I want it." His eyes fell back to the rock, and he buried a bullet center mass.
"Woohoo!" Prompto jumped back and swatted Noctis on the ass, enough to make the prince startle. "Sharp shootin', dude!"
Noctis gave a cordial shrug and tried to ignore the torrid waves of heat radiating up from his groin at the swat Prompto awarded him for a job well done. "I guess it wasn't as hard as I thought." He smirked, pleased with himself.
"Okay, I think you earned a break." Eagerly, Prompto took back the gun, cast his hand out, and dispelled the gun away. "Seriously, you're sweating bullets." His eyes looked past Noctis to the lake. "Feel like taking a swim?"
Noct's eyes follow his friend's gaze to the water glistening in the moonlight. "Ignis definitely wouldn't approve of this, but it's so hot out here. A swim might be nice. Let's do it." He shrugged off his jacket and dropped it onto the dock. "We should probably take all our clothes off so they don't find out. Don't need to explain why half of 'em are soaked." He peeled his sweat laden charcoal shirt over his head and piled it onto the other. He bent down and untied his boots so he could kick them off. Reaching for the button on his pants to unfasten them, he wiggled out of them when he noticed Prompto wasn't stripping.
"Uh...y-you mean...skinny dipping?" Prompto was fidgeting nervously with the band on his wrist. "Like, naked?" He gave a small cough, his eyes drifting to Noct's fingers, still resting on the fasten of his pants.
Naked. He didn't even think about that tid bit of information until Prompto brought it up. The only thing that registered was Ignis scolding them for swimming in a lake, at night, with all the dangers of the wilderness. Was it weird for him to suggest it? But he kind of wanted to…
"Y-yeah. Uh, you can turn around while I get in, and vice versa. The water is all murky so we won't see anything once we're in." It disappointed him a little, but he didn't want to make things awkward between them.
"I guess I shouldn't be surprised," Prompto mumbled. "It's not like you've ever been shy about your body before." The way in which he spoke held a glimmer of contempt - it was so small, Noctis almost missed it - would have if he didn't know his best friend the way he did. "Yeah, I'll, um...turn around." He spun around quickly, cheeks glowing red even in the moonlight. "Lemme know when you're done."
The look on Prompto's face tugged at Noct's heart as his friend turned his back to him. He was right; he never shied away before. Hell, it wasn't too long ago Prompto got an up close and personal view of the prince in all his glory. But, things were different now. Noct felt differently towards him. He quickly popped the button loose and dropped his pants and boxers before he eased into the cold water. "Alright, I'm done."
"Are you turned around?" Prompto asked, too shy to check for himself.
"Yep, you're good to go."
The blond swayed nervously in place, almost as if giving him a silent pep-talk. Noctis realized he was still looking and averted his gaze into the water, staring at himself in the reflection. His eyes had darkened, but that might have had something to do with the way his pupils were blown to the nines. His ears prickled at the sound of a buckle hitting the dock. Below the water, he felt a twitch in his groin. Without thinking, his head tilted in Prompto's direction as he watched the blond's newly exposed back muscles ripple. Damn, was Prompto really that toned up?
"How's the water?" Prompto called over his shoulder.
"Nice and cold. Perfect for a hot night like this one." He tried to force his gaze away, but he was drawn to the man slowly taking his clothes off. It wasn't right of him to peek, right? But damn…
"Yeah, it's pretty hot out here. And sticky." Thumbs hooked into the loops of Prompto's pants, and Noctis realized he still hadn't looked away just before Prompto slowly shimmied his pants down over the curve of his ass. His really nice, toned ass…Noctis jerked his head away this time, completely ashamed of himself. He forced himself to stare at the boulder they'd used for target practice until a soft splash beside him confirmed Prompto's arrival into the water. "Fuck, that's cold!"
"Heh, yeah, I told you it was." Noct rolled his eyes in a playful manner before swimming out toward the deeper area. "Feels good though, right?" How long had it been since he was able to cut loose and just relax? All he wanted was a moment of normalcy to enjoy with his best friend. Even if he just peeped on him while he stripped and liked what he saw.
"Feels great." Prompto smiled wistfully in Noct's direction. "No offence to Iggy and Gladio, but sometimes I wonder if they know what the definition of fun really is, ya know? 'Cause I'll tell you, it isn't gettin' my ass kicked in training." He gave a light stretch and looked out at the deeper parts of the lake. "How deep do you think it goes?"
"Who knows, wanna find out?" Noct challenged, the corner of his mouth curling up. "Shouldn't be too hard, unless you're afraid something might get ya." He chuckled. The poor guy was afraid of all the creepy crawlies in the caves; there was no telling what kind of creatures might live on the lake bed.
"Uh..." His friend shook his head. "Well I wasn't thinking something was gonna get me...now I am." He reached over to the dock and grabbed onto the edge. "Fuck, Noct. Why'd you have to go and say somethin' like that? Now it's all I can think about…" He looked like a child with those wholesome eyes glancing nervously around the water.
A dark glint sparkled in Noct's eye before he started back toward Prompto. "Sorry, bud, I didn't mean to freak you out. I'm sure there's nothing here that'll be after you." He feigned innocence as his fingers latched onto the wooden planks of the dock. "It's not like this is that big a lake anyway." He inched his foot up toward Prompto's thigh. "But… you never know." He grazed the blond's skin ever so lightly with his toe.
"Wah! What the Hell!" Prompto scrambled for purchase at the dock's edge, flailing and splashing in the water. "Something touched me!"
"Something touched you? What was it?" He kept his grip tight on the wood as he let his leg fall back, lifting the other one, his opposite foot sliding across Prompto's shin and calf. He fought back the laughter, forcing a straight face so he didn't give anything away.
"FUCK!" Prompto squealed, his fingers slipping off the dock as he flung himself forward, arms latching around Noctis' neck, crashing their bodies together. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" One of his legs curled around Noct's hip as he flailed. "Noct, I swear on the love of all chocobos, somethin' touched me!"
The prince's grip nearly slipped when Prompto hurled himself into him, his free arm instinctively wrapping around his waist. It wasn't at all what he expected to happen when he decided to mess with Prompto. And his leg… oh gods… He tried to will his blood from pooling south, but to no avail. And we have lift off. Fuck. "Prompto, calm down. It was me. I'm sorry, I was just screwing with you." He needed to get his friend off him before he noticed.
"Wuh…?" Prompto, continuing to quiver slightly, began to slacken against him, arms still latched tight around his neck and leg curled over Noct's hip. "T-That was you?" He relaxed his arms enough to pry his head back and meet Noct's gaze. If Noctis thought it was hard to keep himself from getting, well...hard before, it was nothing compared to how he felt now, staring into Prompto's crystal-blue eyes an inch away from his nose. "Dude, so not cool." Prompto's breath tickled against the prince's lips.
Noctis groaned inwardly when Prompto didn't let go. It was getting harder to resist every urge he had to lean into him. Without realizing, his arm around the blond tightened, pulling his body even closer. He felt a subtle twitch against his lower abdomen and pelvic bone, between the two of them. What was - was it his…? His face flushed scarlet as he realized exactly what it was. It's Prompto's…..And he's hard.
There was a long pause between the two. It gave Noctis time to observe the subtle way Prompto's freckles fanned out over his cheeks and the way his lashes collected lake water from splashing about. To describe a man as pretty felt weird, but that's the word that came to mind in Noct's head as he tried to decide what exactly to do about the situation they both found themselves in. He swallowed a lump in his throat before clearing it. "You...uh...you can get off, now," he said lamely, instantly embarrassed by his bluntness.
Prompto's eyes widened. "Say what?"
"Huh?" It took Noctis a moment to process his own words. "Of me!" he exclaimed quickly. "N-Not the other way...I…" A swelter of heat flooded his cheeks, and he did what he did best in times of panic - he played it off with a prank. "Hold your breath!"
"What!?" But it was too late for Prompto - Noct scooped him up and tossed him out toward the deeper part of the water. Splash!
Noctis couldn't help but laugh whole-heartedly, trying to force the problem between his legs to go away with determination alone. It was easier without Prompto hanging onto him for dear life. The problem would come when it came time for them to get out of the water. How could he explain it away? Did Prompto feel it like Noct felt his? Maybe swimming wasn't such a smart idea after all. He watched Prompto's head bob above the lake surface. "Did you touch the bottom?"
Water-soaked bangs clinging to his forehead, Prompto spit out some lake water and pinched his eyebrows together. He began to blink rapidly as he grumbled, "Noct funny." He swiped at his eyes with the back of his knuckles. "Dammit, I think I lost a contact." He began to swim back over to Noctis, though he was careful to give them some distance. "Ah! This was my last pair, too!" He splashed a giant wave of water in Noctis' face.
"My bad, didn't even think about your contacts." It was a little bit of a relief; if Prompto couldn't see, he wouldn't notice Noct's rather large issue. "We should head back. Can't do much of anything if you can't see. Do you need help?" Noctis offered out a hand to Prompto.
"You gonna hold my hand on the way back?" Prompto teased, taking the hand gratefully and allowing Noctis to guide him over to the edge of the lake bed next to the dock. He was still rubbing at his eyes as Noctis padded his way back to the dock to retrieve their clothes. It wasn't until Noct cradled Prompto's pants in his hand that he realized he was going to have to walk back to a very naked, very not in the water Prompto. His mouth suddenly felt arid, despite moments ago being filled with lake water. "Hurry up, dude! I need to get this other contact out asap!"
"I'm coming, hold your chocobos, man." After picking up his own clothes and boots, he breathed in, trying to act as naturally as possible as he trekked back toward his friend, completely bare-assed. He carried the clothes in a way that concealed himself before he got close to Prompto. "Here ya go." Handing over the attire, he tried not to look. He already stared him down earlier, leaving him with a nagging feeling of guilt at the back of his head. Noctis wrestled his own clothes on in a hurry, not caring if they were crooked.
Prompto dressed in silence, though he did give an occasional groan. "Seriously, I'm debating about throwing out all your hair products just to get even with you. Now I'm gonna have to wear my glasses…" He groaned again, lacing up his boots and looping his camera strap over his head.
"What's wrong with your glasses?" Noctis asked. It'd been a long time since he'd seen his friend in them, but he didn't recall them ever looking bad on him. "Iggy wears 'em, too."
"When Iggy wears glasses, they make him look distinguished. When I wear mine...well, let's just say, I was teased a lot in school. Call it being triggered or whatever." Prompto leaned his head back and worked the other contact out of his eye, flicking it to the ground. "Must be nice having perfect vision."
"Hmm, maybe. I might look good in glasses though. I bet they'd make me look smart." Noct chuckled a bit, trying to cheer his friend up. "Are you ready to get back?"
"Yep. I kinda like to see," Prompto responded as he put his arm on Noctis' shoulder. "Lead the way, seeing-eye-prince."
The motel room was completely dark when Noctis and Prompto got back - Ignis and Gladio must have already gone to bed. Noct pulled the key from his pocket and gently slid it into the lock, slowly turning it to be as quiet as possible. The two tiptoed into the room, using the dim lights from their phone screens to guide them through the room without tripping over luggage.
"Which one's yours again?" Noctis' voice was barely audible.
"It was beside the table, between the beds."
The prince slinked past the first bed with Gladio and Ignis passed out on it, snatching up the bag and leading Prompto to the bathroom so he could rummage through it. He pulled out a black case and opened it, taking the glasses out and sliding them onto the bridge of his nose.
"Man, I hate these things."
Noctis gawked at Prompto. If he thought the man was attractive before, it was nothing compared to how he looked now. "Damn…" he said under his breath as he admired his best friend. The glasses forced him to focus even more on those blue eyes of his, not that he had a hard time with it before.
"What did you say?" Prompto tilted his head at Noctis. "I knew it. I look like a total nerd, don't I?"
"What?" Noct found it hard to concentrate on the words. "No… No, of course you don't. I was just… um… Gladio's snoring… Yeah. It's gonna be hard to fall asleep with that."
"Oh." Prompto relaxed. "You'll fall asleep in no time. You always do." Leading them back into the bedroom, he tossed back the covers and slid into his side of the bed, peeling off his vest as an afterthought. He dug around in his pockets, retrieved his phone, and waved it. "Wanna play a round of King's Knight before tucking in?"
Noct crawled into the bed next to Prompto. "Bet your ass I do." He scooted in closer so they could whisper about the game without waking the other two, feeling cozy, despite all the awkwardness from their swim. It was nice, a kind of warmth he never knew existed before. It didn't come from the blankets, and it sure as Hell didn't come from the heat outside. It existed in the pit of his stomach, a blazing flicker of a flame when Prompto smiled at him. Noctis wasn't sure what it meant, but he knew he would, in fact, sleep well tonight with Prompto by his side.
What's that? Is that Ardyn humming in the distance? Fuck...next chapter bodes to be an interesting one. ;)
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