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[bananashakeisyum]

sum rarepairs

Also aqua and x

Imma draw more rarepairs later baiiiiii

[khas-lana]

Nyx/Prompto "Biting's excellent, it's like kissing, only there's a winner".

…listen. I don’t know what came over me. I don’t know why I decided I was going to tell this story, but I am telling it and it has a mind of its own. 

Lord help me. 

Word count: 1686

“Biting’sexcellent! It’s like kissing, only there’s a winner.” The wider Crowe’ssmirk grew, the more Prompto felt his face flush under her scrutiny. Sure, shehad had a few drinks – they all had – but there was something else in her tonethat made him uncomfortable. The more he tried to ignore it and take his eyesoff of her, the more he could feel her gaze. Libertus’s laugh shook the table,and Noctis, that awful best friend of his, was even trying to hide his laughterbehind the palm of his hand. Jerk.

Crowewriggled her brows and Prompto jumped, landing himself flush against the sideof Insomnia’s hero himself, Nyx Ulric. He winced and looked over his shoulder,half expecting Nyx to be laughing, half expecting him to be angry for bumpinghim in mid bite of his meat skewer. Instead, Nyx gave him a look of compassionand, skewer still in hand, draped his arm over his shoulders and pointed it atCrowe.

“That’senough. You’re scaring the kid. Don’t strip his innocence away just because you’vegot none left for yourself.” There was a teasing lilt in his voice, but Promptocould tell by the way Crowe leaned in and bit the meat at the end of the woodenstick that it was the final thing she was going to say about it.

And whatwas that all about anyway? Sure, he had heard that biting was a means ofarousal, but he had never been bitten, nor did he have any plans to bit anyone.Unless that was something they wanted, then maybe he would. When push came toshove, he just wouldn’t know until that situation came upon him, and with hiscurrent track record, Prompto doubted that would be happening anytime soon. Fornow, he was just glad that he got to hang out with his awesome best friend andhis best friend’s entourage.

He alsotried not to notice that Nyx still had his arm around him.

Threemore beers had come and gone before he noticed that Nyx had stopped drinking.Maybe he was on call? That was a thing that the Glaives did, right? Maybe hewas the one responsible for making sure Noctis got home that night? Yeah! Thathad to be it!

Anothertwo beers had been consumed before Noctis finally stood, stretching his armsover his head and pulled out his phone. Prompto watched him with a slightlylopsided grin through bleary eyes. His best friend was so handsome.

“Ignisis still up, so I’m gonna drop in on him.” Prompto nodded, assuming that hewould at least accompany him until they had to split paths, but Libertus andCrowe stood instead while Nyx remained unmoving.

“We havedrills in the morning, Hero. Don’t forget,” Libertus called to them, and Nyxonly waved him off.

“Don’tdo anything I wouldn’t do,” Crowe teased, and Prompto belated realized it wasaimed at him, but Nyx answered in his stead.

“If hedid, he’d still get further than you.” There was that playful intonation again,and Prompto might have imagined it in his tipsy state, but he would have sworn thathe had heard Crowe mutter something along the lines of ‘Lucky kid.’ 

Then she was gone, leaving him alone with Nyx. Not that hereally minded. Nyx was handsome, strong, charming…

Okay. He had a crush on Nyx.

“We should get you home.” Nyx’s voice was right against hisear, low and reassuring, and goosebumps rose on Prompto’s arms as he suppresseda shiver. He might have responded, he might not have, but he definitely whineda little when the weight of Nyx’s arm (had it been there all night?) was gonein favor of taking his hand to help him up. After tossing a few credits on thetable he waved to the staff. Suddenly his attention was back on Prompto and theblond gave him a sheepish, more than likely lopsided grin.

The walk was comfortable, surprisingly, and Prompto foundthat he rather enjoyed listening to Nyx talk about the things he liked, even ifhe didn’t necessarily like them himself. There was passion, fire, and Promptocould relate to that.

“You’re still doing the photography thing, right?” Promptojumped at the question and he laughed off-handedly. Of course, Nyx would wanthim to actually contribute to the conversation. He cleared his throat.

“Uh, yeah! I always have a camera on me, even if it’s justmy phone.” In his mind, Prompto sounded lame, but Nyx just smiled.

“What are your favorite things to photograph?” Prompto thoughtabout that for a moment, then smiled with a little more assurance.

“People. I like catching them in moments that day-to-daylife that they tend to forget. Like, Noct for example gets this really intenselook on his face when he’s focused on things, and Crowe doesn’t really loseherself when she laughs, but when she does, she crinkles her nose and has areally pretty smile, and…”

He trailed off, then frowned, and found a really nice spoton his sneakers to stare at as they walked. Why in the world would Nyx, Mr. Hero,give a shit about his photography subjects? He wouldn’t, and he probably justbored him out of his mind to the point where he needs to go back to the bar andhave a few drinks to forget that this conversation ever happened and remindhimself that he only hangs out with him because he’s the prince’s best friend.

But Nyx, who he only just realized was still holding hishand because he squeezed it, just laughed softly, and maybe he stepped closerto him?

“What haven’t you caught on camera?”

Nyx hadn’t turned and run the other direction, but Promptowas convinced at this point he was only humoring him now. He took a deepbreath, trying to calm his nerves and super overactive imagination.

“Victory,” he said evenly. “I want to catch someone in themidst of realizing they accomplished something they’ve wanted to achieve.” Itwas a simple notion, Prompto thought, one that spoke volumes. It was happiness,relief, and pride all rolled into one.

Silence fell between them and there was a period where Promptocould have captured Nyx Urlic as the cogs in his head turned. The chance wasmissed though, and he barely had the mind to unlock his phone before he wassuddenly back into an alley and pressed against the wall. He stumbled, but Nyxkept him up, and a smirk danced on his lips.

“N-Nyx?!”

Nyx chuckled though and touched the tip of his nose to his.

“Get your camera out,” he commanded, and Prompto immediatelyobeyed, swiping up for the camera on his phone. The lighting was a little dark,but with the right filter he could make it look really good.

And then he felt them, teeth in his neck, lips sucking onhis skin, and Prompto nearly dropped the camera before he was able to actuallytake any photos. But he did, one, then three more, then another several shots,all varying in expression and feeling. When Nyx stood upright again Promptogasped, immediately feeling the knot tighten under his bruising flesh.

“What the hell was that?! Warn a guy next time you plan ontaking a chunk out of them!”

Nyx rolled his eyes, but playfully, and turned Prompto’sphone to look through the photos. If he had any intentions of letting Promptoup from the wall, he wasn’t showing them.

“Will any of these photos work?”

Prompto turned his phone back to him and swiped throughthem. Most of them were way too dark, or the positioning was bad – after all,he had been ambushed – but the ones that turned out were nice. He would have toreally play with the editing tool, but he was certain that the one with hisfingers curled in Nyx’s hair and head tossed back and Nyx licked the mark onhis neck was his favorite. Not to mention, there was more than just victory inthis picture, but dominance, submission, desire…

“Y-yeah. I think so.” Prompto blushed, but nodded as helooked Nyx in the eyes. “You gonna tell me what that was about or not?” Nyxseemed to contemplate it for a moment, and Prompto, in all his five seconds ofbravery, smacked his arm, earning him a feigned look of shock and a soft ‘ow.’

“Maybe I’ve been waiting for the right time to make a move.”

Prompto’s jaw dropped.

“Make a move? On me?” That couldn’t be right. That wasn’tright at all. No way was this happening. Maybe Nyx had been drinking after alland he just hadn’t noticed because he was having such a good time. Yeah, thathad to be it.

“Did I stutter? Yeah, you.”

Prompto must have blushed fiercely then because Nyx laughedand cupped his cheeks.

“Crowe said that biting was a lot like kissing, except therewas a winner.”

He knew it was coming. He wasn’t really ready, but he didn’tback down from it either – not that he could have with a brick wall at hisback. Nyx was kissing him, and he kissed him back timidly, not at all shockedthat he tasted slightly of beer with remnants of the sweet sauce from the meatskewer. There was something unique there as well, but he couldn’t place hisfinger on it. Prompto couldn’t help the elated giggle that slipped past hislips as they broke apart his lashes fluttered on his cheeks.

“So, who wins?”

“Oh, I think the winner is obvious,” Nyx replied as he eyedthe purple-ish hickey he had left.

“Funny,” Prompto smirked, alcohol boosting his confidencetremendously, “I think I’m the winner.”

As Nyx kissed him again, Prompto clicked the shutter on hisphone’s camera again, making sure this time to get the lighting and angle justright. He wanted the proof that he made out with Nyx Ulric in an alley, just torub it in Noctis’s face in the morning.

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