gunslinger–extraordinaire:

noctisluciscaelumffxv:

He looked into the blond’s eyes as he spoke, still in shock slightly, not taking his gaze off of the blond.”You-you likes me as well?” he truly never knew. “I.. I wish I’d have told you sooner” he said biting his lip. “We probably should wait ‘till.. later” He didn’t want to, but he had a function to attend to. “.. and hey, how do you know I wasn’t just teasing you then, that this whole thing was a lie” he half laughed, but couldn’t deny it longer himself as he bit Prompto’s bottom lip gently. He blushed slightly at Prompto’s question. He’d liked him for ages, heck he even dreamed of this moment, but he never imagined them actually being together. The fact that the blonde was in front of him, asking him the question he never thought his ears would hear he almost passed out.”You mean like us? for real? You w-want to be my boyfriend?” He didn’t even wait for a reply as he grabbed the blonde by his shirt, pinned him to the way and gently pressed himself against him, grinding slightly as he did. He parted their lips for a moment, as he breathlessly replied. “Yes.. Yes I will be yours” A grin on his face as he deepened the kiss, losing his hands from his shirt and snaking his arms around Prompto, smiling into the kiss.

_{The gunner was taken by surprise when the Prince suddenly swapped their positions—Prompto now being in place where Noctis was just moments ago, back against the wall, the Prince pressing his body against his, grinding into him nonetheless. God damn. He had to admit that Noctis being in control like this was arousing but right now was not the time—he was making it so damn hard on him to keep himself in check. Cerulean orbs flickered open briefly to meet his gaze when he accepted, a smirk finding it’s way to Prompto’s lips. Though before he was able to respond, his lips had become occupied with the Prince’s again—not that he minded. The marksman’s hands found themselves settling upon the other’s hips whilst they kissed, though after a few moments the blonde broke the liplock, jagged breaths escaping him. “—You’re makin shit really difficult right now, y’know that..” If this kept up he really wasn’t going to be able to help himself.}

He chuckled lightly as the blond pulled away to tell him how difficult he was making things, but Noctis couldn’t resist. He waited all this time and he didn’t want their moment to be over. He eventually pulled away for breath. “Your right…” he laughed. “Let’s go get ready for this function then” he sighed, he really didn’t want to, but being a prince came with responsibilities. He laced their fingers together and led walked through the gates together, making their way to the princes quarters. "You do realise father won’t approve.. I’m the last heir to that fucking throne“ he tutted.  ”Not sure if you’ve realised but.. we can’t exactly reproduce“ he smiled as he opened his bedroom door.