The Sleepy Prince

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"Dark Cravings" ((Why do you tempt me with these memes?))

children-of-estheim

Oh fuck. 

They really shouldn’t be doing this. The fact that Rain was doing this at all was something that he could barely comprehend in the first place– after everything they’d argued about and struggled with, he’d thought that maybe they’d put this all behind them. Noctis was rather good at ignoring things and putting his own feelings under lock and key and then– 

Etro, they had only been dancing. He could hardly think– why not? Passing through a city with this kind of nightlife he’d thought; we deserve to take a break and have some fun and now everything was the dark corridor they were in, Rain’s mouth on his neck and pulsing bass from the huge room they had just been in. He exhaled sharply and buried his hands in the other man’s rose strands, pressing back against the wall as he tried to decide if he should stop him. He didn’t want to, and that scared him even more. Instead, Noctis tilted his chin up; just giving Rain more access to the pale expanse of sensitive skin that his mouth was attacking. 

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For that moment that Rain pulled away, Noctis felt like time had stopped. Even the ground-shaking music was… nothing. It was all gone. He locked eyes with the other man; breathless. He wasn’t naive. He wasn’t wondering what was happening– no, he knew. And he wanted it. 

He easily arched up to meet the kiss pressed to his mouth, lips parting only slightly at first though the action showed just how much he desired this. He wanted to taste Rain on his lips. Wanted to memorize all of it so that he couldn’t lose it if this became another thing that Rain would later deny him. 

And Goddess help him, his heart was pounding so fast he felt light headed. 

Noctis’ hands slipped from Rain’s hair and slid down his back, coming to grip greedily at his slender hips instead and somewhere in the back of his mind he thought it felt familiar. Had they ended up like this that night they had had too much to drink to remember any of it? He still greedily wished for those memories and had selfishly replaced the events of that night with countless fantasies of how it could have happened. But this? This was real. 

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A soft moan eventually escaped him as they continued to kiss. Feeling the Prince’s arms wrap around him made his face flush, not that anyone could tell since they were along in a dark corner. Gently his fingers combed through the dark soft locks, about to wrap his arms around the Prince and hold him close when someone walked by.

Suddenly feeling shy a bit embarrassed he pulled away, shoved his hands in his pockets and cleared his throat awkwardly. Naturally by now his face was just about as pink as his hair.

“Um…”

Don’t say it.

“M-Maybe we should-”

For the love of Etro don’t say it, he’s gonna think you wanna fuck again!

“-go somewhere a little more private?”

It was about now that crawling under a rock to hide sounded like a good idea…

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They were both flushed enough for anyone who looked to think they were probably plastered. Rain’s nervously spoken suggestion only barely reached his ears over the music. For a moment that felt like an eternity, Noctis looked at him in silence. 

Then, he reached out and took the other man’s wrist, turning on his heel to march towards the entrance. His head was spinning momentarily. He didn’t want to think too hard about what Rain had suggested or what exactly he meant by it but-- sure, they could go back to their room. Whatever they were going to do then-- he didn’t care. He wanted to kiss Rain and never stop. 

Okay. Maybe he’d let those feelings get a little more pent up than he’d meant to. 

Breathlessly, he looked over his shoulder as he all but dragged Rain with him. “Are you going to tell me not to get any ideas? Or tell me not to kiss you?” 

[veritasxinxsomnis]

Dark Cravings (imaosoreyihavenowillpower)

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It was normal to find himself being pulled away by Prompto. He didn’t think anything of it at first, and then he was pressed against the crumbling brick wall of the place they were passing through, the blond’s mouth on his skin like electricity. He was so caught by surprise that he moaned aloud; eyes fluttering shut as his legs went weak and he pressed against the wall to keep his footing. The princes’ hands tangled in Prompto’s hair desperately. 

“Don’t stop--” But he should. Fuck they shouldn’t be giving in like this-- not when someone could come looking for them or some beast in the wilds could come upon them at any moment. 

Noctis should have cared about all of those what if’s a lot more but he simply... did not. 

[veritasxinxsomnis]

"Dark Cravings" ((Why do you tempt me with these memes?))

children-of-estheim

Oh fuck. 

They really shouldn’t be doing this. The fact that Rain was doing this at all was something that he could barely comprehend in the first place– after everything they’d argued about and struggled with, he’d thought that maybe they’d put this all behind them. Noctis was rather good at ignoring things and putting his own feelings under lock and key and then– 

Etro, they had only been dancing. He could hardly think– why not? Passing through a city with this kind of nightlife he’d thought; we deserve to take a break and have some fun and now everything was the dark corridor they were in, Rain’s mouth on his neck and pulsing bass from the huge room they had just been in. He exhaled sharply and buried his hands in the other man’s rose strands, pressing back against the wall as he tried to decide if he should stop him. He didn’t want to, and that scared him even more. Instead, Noctis tilted his chin up; just giving Rain more access to the pale expanse of sensitive skin that his mouth was attacking. 

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Actions spoke louder than words they said. While there had been a bit of tension between him and Noctis since that awkward morning at that Inn they both seemed to keep whatever emotions they felt to themselves. 

It was the Prince’s idea to relax for a while, dragging him out for a bit of dancing even though Rain had two left feet. Being so close to him got his heart pounding, and really he had just reacted without thinking. One moment they were dancing, and the next he had Noctis shoved up against the wall gently kissing and nibbling at his neck.

To his surprise he wasn’t shoved away in the slightest, even given some silent encouragement. For a moment he pulled away and breathed out a soft sigh, but then moved to gently kiss the Prince on the lips instead.

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For that moment that Rain pulled away, Noctis felt like time had stopped. Even the ground-shaking music was... nothing. It was all gone. He locked eyes with the other man; breathless. He wasn’t naive. He wasn’t wondering what was happening-- no, he knew. And he wanted it. 

He easily arched up to meet the kiss pressed to his mouth, lips parting only slightly at first though the action showed just how much he desired this. He wanted to taste Rain on his lips. Wanted to memorize all of it so that he couldn’t lose it if this became another thing that Rain would later deny him. 

And Goddess help him, his heart was pounding so fast he felt light headed. 

Noctis’ hands slipped from Rain’s hair and slid down his back, coming to grip greedily at his slender hips instead and somewhere in the back of his mind he thought it felt familiar. Had they ended up like this that night they had had too much to drink to remember any of it? He still greedily wished for those memories and had selfishly replaced the events of that night with countless fantasies of how it could have happened. But this? This was real. 

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[veritasxinxsomnis]

"I might have had a few shots." [somanytochoosefromUGH]

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“Prompto. You know how you get–” There was no point in trying to talk him out of something he’d already done. Noctis sighed and gave a half smile. 

He tilted his head slightly and leaned to one side, trying to act like he wasn’t totally checking his best friend out. Well. He was kind of always checking him out– but now he was looking forward to whatever antics that would be coming their way. 

“Now I’m going to have to make sure you don’t make a fool out of yourself.” He teased. 

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“Yessir…” The blond is all but tripping over himself as Noctis pulls him along, not entirely because of the alcohol he had consumed. Sure, there had been a decent amount of drinking, but for Prompto? The words and implied promises in the princes’ voice were far more intoxicating than the alcohol. He was still a little easily overwhelmed by everything, and with even fewer barriers and thought processes for him to get caught up in, this was all the more consuming.

Of course, Noctis doesn’t want to let Prompto get away with much of anything either, if his words are anything to go by. The gunner really should have known that the prince would have been this– this damn infuriating. There was nothing that the blond could even do because he was being dragged around (to Etro even knew where, he wasn’t exactly paying attention to the things at that point…). The gazes and looks of those passing by didn’t even register to him, he was too focused on Noctis.

And trying to calm his racing heart. Though that, he was beginning to think, was a lost cause.

“Noct… why are you being so mean…” The whine is low as he presses his forehead between the princes’ shoulder blades, irked at being ignored, even for a moment.

Then he is being issued a command and– oh, well then. The blond blinks at Noctis, almost startled, before he finds himself rushing to comply.

He was so screwed.

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Up the couple of stairs and into the camper. He had to use a good deal of his upper body strength to get Prompto up the steep incline and onto the little foldout couch. He slammed the flimsy door behind them and flipped the locks into place before turning on the blond, laughing. 

“Sorry-- I didn’t mean to be. You’re just really cute and... I guess I didn’t like the idea of you being that cute in public... for...everyone to see....” He smiled awkwardly and shrugged before coming to settle next to Prompto, a playful expression on his face. 

“I’ll make it up to you now though. Anything you want.” He said, voice slipping back into that lower register again. His heart was pounding. How’d he get himself into this situation again-- Oh that was right, he couldn’t keep his hands off of his slightly drunk boyfriend who he was still ... not supposed to tell anyone about. Yep. 

Noctis was usually cool and level headed. He had a threshold of course; a breaking point like any man-- but Prompto had been good at getting him into trouble ever since they were little. When Prompto was involved it was as though his judgement went flying out of the window without his permission. 

The prince licked his lips once and then went in for the kill, bringing their lips together in a heated kiss. 

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kidnapped/imprisoned starter sentences

“Not eating the food I give you is not going to make me give you nicer food.” “You should be grateful I come down here and talk to you at all.” “Listen to me or I’ll treat you even worse.” “I picked you off the street because you were beautiful. You should feel flattered.” “You don’t need freedom if I give you everything you need.” “You can come out of the basement if you give me a very good reason to let you.” “What’s this? Are you trying to get away from me? You should know better.” “Get on your knees and pray I’ll forgive you.” “Oh, you’re hungry? Sing me a song and you can have my leftovers.” “Don’t cry, I’m keeping you safe down here, away from the world. You don’t need it. You only need me.” “Freedom is a burden. You should be glad I took it away from you.” “I bought you some new clothes. Please wear them tonight at dinner.” “You don’t get to decide anything, understood? I make the rules and you obey them if you want to remain unharmed.” “You’re nothing but a little doll I get to play with.” “I own you.” “Don’t worry, I’m not going to take away your virginity just like that. I’m saving it for something special.” “I’m not going to kill you. Not yet.” “If you’re good, you can shower with warm water today.” “Crying won’t make me stop hurting you. It just encourages me.” “You’re so young…” “I love it when you scream, but I will only stop when you can’t scream anymore.” “I’m sorry, I completely forgot you were still down here.” “There’s someone coming to join me tonight. I’m sure you’ll be quiet, or I’ll have to kill my guest again and it’ll be your fault.” “You’re going to have some company tonight. Try to think of him/her as your little brother/sister. I want you to do to him/her what I do to you, understood?” “I’m bringing some friends along to show them how well trained you are.” “How dare you talk to me like that. Wash your mouth, with soap. Now.” “It’s been a pleasure watching you grow up. Your mummy and daddy would have been so proud of you.” “I brought you some food. Now crawl over here and lick it out of the bowl like a good pet.” “I think you should remind me why you’re worth keeping alive down here.” “Tell me how much you love me and you can have your dinner.” — “Hello? Is anyone down here?!” “Oh my god, what is this place? How can you still be alive? I’ll get you help! Please hold on.” “You don’t have to hide from me. I’m trying to help you. I won’t hurt you, I promise.” “What happened to you? How long have you been kept here?” “Hello? Where am I?! Who are you?” “Have you ever tried to escape? Do you think it’s possible if we work together?” “It’s the police! Show yourself!” “Is that really you? Oh my god, I found you, I can’t believe I found you…”

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domestic/family starter prompts.

[veritasxinxsomnis]

“Just a little while longer.”

“Can you come tuck me in?”

“Come on, I’ll tuck you in.”

“Did you sleep okay last night?”

“C’mon, read me something! Just like old times.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“Can we stay in tonight?”

“Will you stay with me?”

“Shh, it’s okay.”

“Go to sleep, go to sleep.”

“Hold my hand.”

“C’mere, it’s alright.”

“You’re fine.”

“You’re apart of the family.”

“Hug?”

“Gimme a kiss!”

“Can I snuggle with you?”

“Your breakfast is getting cold!”

“Tickle, tickle, tickle!”

“I got you something!”

“No, go back to sleep.”

“What are you smiling about?”

“He’s such a downer.”

“Here, I’ll zip you up.”

“Do you want me to read to you?”

“I know a lullaby. Think that’ll help you sleep?”

“Turn around!”

“Your tie is crooked.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Can we get a dog?”

“I love you.”

“Time for your bath.”

“You first.”

“Lemme wash your hair.”

“Stop squirming!”

“My turn!”

“Mind if I move a bit closer?”

“Can I stay the night?”

“Don’t you dare go outside without a coat.”

“They forgot to flush!”

“Come here!”

“Mom/Dad! They’re being mean!”

“Think we can play a board game later?”

“Don’t be so mean to them, you understand me?”

“Watch your tone!”

“Here. I’ll do it for you. Give me the tie.”

“Don’t slam the door!”

“Eat your greens.”

“Stop playing with your food.”

“Your room looks like a cyclone ran through it.”

“Happy Birthday!”

“They sings like a goddamn crow.”

“Don’t sass me, young lady/man.”

“I don’t like kissing them.”

“I was gone for ten fucking minutes!”

“Read to me.”

“What is going on?”

“You’re crazy, but I like that.”

“Hey, watch out for them, okay?”

“I got the last slice of pizza. I’m gonna have to throw it up for you to get it.”

“We’re out of milk again!”

“Who wants a hearty breakfast?”

“Back in my day….”

“She’s/he’s my annoying younger sibling.”

“We don’t need another kid.”

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“Huh?”

Looking down, Prompto focuses on the fingertip pressed lightly to his skin, tracing the faded and jagged line along his lower ribs. There is a sharp inhale at the touch, the attention bringing the memory of that particular scar into sharp focus, before Prompto lets out a stuttering breath and gives the other a lopsided smile.

“I kinda wanna put a tattoo over that one, whaddya think?” He peers down at the expanse of his skin, more of it littered with scars than he would like, but that one was one of the largest. The mark nearly curled around to his back, following the line of his rib, almost to his spine. It had hurt like hell for the moments that the blond had been awake, he didn’t remember much thanks to blood loss and shock, but hey, he didn’t need to bring that up.

“Either the trajectory of a bullet, even though the thing ain’t straight or…. I dunno, the cityline?”

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“A tattoo huh?” Noctis mused, his fingertips continuing to trace the pale pink-and-white ribbon of knotted skin. He knew it probably wasn’t a great memory, but... he also wanted Prompto to know that there wasn’t any part of him that he didn’t love or treasure. He smirked, resting his cheek against the blond’s chest for a moment before he lifted his head. 

“I mean-- you can do whatever you want. But... I don’t particularly hate scars, y’know.” Hated or not... they made them who they were. He shifted again, lifting himself up before dipping his head down, pressing a trail of warm kisses along the line; wherever he could reach. 

There. Now he couldn’t hate it. No matter how much of a pain Prompto could be, Noctis couldn’t stand the thought of him hating a part of himself. 

[veritasxinxsomnis]

"Dark Cravings" ((Why do you tempt me with these memes?))

children-of-estheim

Oh fuck. 

They really shouldn’t be doing this. The fact that Rain was doing this at all was something that he could barely comprehend in the first place-- after everything they’d argued about and struggled with, he’d thought that maybe they’d put this all behind them. Noctis was rather good at ignoring things and putting his own feelings under lock and key and then-- 

Etro, they had only been dancing. He could hardly think-- why not? Passing through a city with this kind of nightlife he’d thought; we deserve to take a break and have some fun and now everything was the dark corridor they were in, Rain’s mouth on his neck and pulsing bass from the huge room they had just been in. He exhaled sharply and buried his hands in the other man’s rose strands, pressing back against the wall as he tried to decide if he should stop him. He didn’t want to, and that scared him even more. Instead, Noctis tilted his chin up; just giving Rain more access to the pale expanse of sensitive skin that his mouth was attacking. 

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Send "Dark Cravings" For My Muse's reaction to Your's Dragging them into a Dark Room, pinning them against a wall, and kissing them along their Neck..

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Send me "&" for my muses reaction to yours tracing one of their scars.

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Rain groaned as he rolled over, head pounding from his hangover. Yeah, there was no way he was getting up to face the day anytime soon. Grumbling as he rolled over once more though he finally snapped awake at the sight of the naked Prince beside him. With a surprised yelp he yanked the sheets off him to cover himself, suddenly insecure. "What the hell Noctis?!"

children-of-estheim

It was clear that Rain wanted answers. Surely Noctis would soon as well but for the moment all he got was a pained groan as the prince turned onto his side, nuzzling into the other man’s shoulder. Even with the yelp and the sudden removal of the sheet that he’d been clinging to, the prince’s eyes stubbornly did not open. 

He stretched a little bit, and said something but it didn’t make any sense; just a garble of sounds that carried an air of purpose but no meaning. Wait– was he really still asleep after all that? Seemed to be the case. 

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Noctis shrugged. He was feeling a bit… Nihilistic after all of that. 

“It’s not like it matters.” Why was he so… put out? What was he angry about? Or hurt? He was too confused to place it. 

Maybe all of that tough talk had been his pride. That was a scary thought. But… it was like Rain had said. He couldn’t return Noctis’ feelings anyway– feelings that he continued to pretend weren’t there. 

“… Wherever is fine.” 

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“You say that and I once again have to remind you I know nothing about this world other than what you’ve shared with me.” He kindly reminded with a soft sigh.

Maybe Noctis just needed some space and more time to rest? Sliding his boots on he grabbed his gunblade holster and headed for the door. 

“Take some time to think about it, take a nap if you need to. I’m going for a short walk. The weather out there looks awful and I’m going to take advantage of it.”

It was certainly a downpour outside, which was bound to keep him calm.

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Noctis wanted to apologize again but just didn’t have it in him. He watched Rain go, that dejected look still hovering on his features. Why was he so upset? Why had he let himself get so ... disappointed? Was that what he was feeling? He sat with his pounding head in his hands, wishing he had Ignis around to cast a cure spell or something. Anything. 

Only in that moment did he realize how homesick he was not only for Lucis, but for the people he’d ended up separated from. He wondered if they’d given up on finding him. He wondered if they missed him this much too. He tried to pretend that he just didn’t feel well-- and that the sniffling was just that-- as he curled up back in bed, one pillow over his head as though that could block everything out. It took him longer than it normally did, but he eventually fell into a deep if not fitful sleep; and that was how Rain would find him if he entered the room again. 

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"Is that my shirt?" [veritasxinxsomnis]

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The blond looks down at the shirt he has on, then back up to the prince with a smile on his face and a shrug. It might be one of the less conspicuous shirts that he has stolen from the other throughout the years and, in all likelihood, it wasn’t the last one that he would steal either.

“It might be. I like the way yours fit, okay?” And that they were the princes. It was a strange little thing, a quirk if you will, of the gunners. Wanting to take what he could from the other, since he was well aware that he couldn’t have what he actually wanted.

Tugging on the hem, the blond shoots the prince a bright smile. “Looks good on me though, doesn’t it?”

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Noctis had truly been hanging on Prompto’s every word– his every breath. His heart was racing to the point that he was sure that Prompto must have heard or felt it– or that he was going to pass out or something equally embarrassing. The prince slowly let his hands fall away from the other man’s face, taking time to memorize freckles that he had always adored with the pads of his fingers.  and then– 

“When did I know what? That you were a brat? Because I’ve always known that.”

The prince let out a groan, utterly let down for a moment. He was waiting on something terribly romantic but… he had to remember that he and Prompto were from very different worlds. In the end, it just made him smile even more– to the point where his cheeks were starting to get sore. 

“You’re such an ass.” He grumbled; but it sounded more like “I love you.” 

“And yeah– Just like this. It’s not like I’ve been pent up for basically forever or anything. Facing it like this is– it’s sudden! Kinda jarring.” He muttered, looking sheepish.

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The laughter that falls from Prompto’s lips is probably the most carefree and happy noise that has come from the blond in a long while. It was light, as if the weight of all his secrets, of this secret had been keeping him down for so long (and, in a sense, they had been).  Sure, he had reconciled himself with being friends with Noctis, at protecting the prince, his prince, with his life, but now? Now he had the freedom for so much more.

Prompto notices the slight fall in Noctis’ face, ready to stumble back over his own words, but then the prince is laughing and Prompto realizes that hey, this is gonna be okay. He leans in, pressing his forehead to Noctis and grins, eyes going slightly crossed as he speaks. “Yeah, I am. But I think we can safely say I’m your ass, and you damn well better love it. Me. Whatever.”

It is a sentiment that Prompto completely understands; this has been buried so long the gunner had long since gotten over the idea of his feelings ever seeing the light of day. So to have it happen, and to have Noctis say anything first (do anything) was startling. “Jarring in a really awesome way, I can’t–”

Trailing off, the gunner brings his hands up to curl around the princes’ jaw, fingers threading slowly into his hair. “

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And Noctis again waited for what Prompto was going to say only to find him trailing off, his hands on his face-- buried in his hair. It made the prince shiver suddenly, pressing their bodies together in a rather unabashed show of affection. He slipped his arms around the other man’s waist, lashes fluttering low as his heart hammered in his chest, whispering of anticipation. 

“Th-this is... I...” He wasn’t even sure what he wanted to say, and so he said it in a different way. 

Noctis leaned forward and tilted his chin up just slightly, bringing their lips together again. It was less rushed this time; slow and focused. Warm. He felt his head spinning-- and for a moment he thought he might faint like some storybook princess but managed to stand his ground even as he parted his lips to taste his best friend’s mouth against his tongue. 

This was terrible. And wonderful. And they were going to be in so much trouble if anyone found out, and Noctis didn’t give a damn-- what good was pomp and circumstance when you no longer had a kingdom to call your own? All he wanted was Prompto. He wanted to drown in him; to be swallowed up entirely by that sunshine and super sharp wit that could cut to the bone. 

[veritasxinxsomnis]

Rain groaned as he rolled over, head pounding from his hangover. Yeah, there was no way he was getting up to face the day anytime soon. Grumbling as he rolled over once more though he finally snapped awake at the sight of the naked Prince beside him. With a surprised yelp he yanked the sheets off him to cover himself, suddenly insecure. "What the hell Noctis?!"

children-of-estheim

It was clear that Rain wanted answers. Surely Noctis would soon as well but for the moment all he got was a pained groan as the prince turned onto his side, nuzzling into the other man’s shoulder. Even with the yelp and the sudden removal of the sheet that he’d been clinging to, the prince’s eyes stubbornly did not open. 

He stretched a little bit, and said something but it didn’t make any sense; just a garble of sounds that carried an air of purpose but no meaning. Wait– was he really still asleep after all that? Seemed to be the case. 

[veritasxinxsomnis]

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” Noctis said coolly. “I’m not saying anything about feelings. I care about you as a person. As you.… Though I won’t deny that I’m attracted to you. I probably wanted you something awful last night.” 

He felt his confidence returning to him. That was easy enough to say at least. Hell, part of him now wished that he could remember it in the case he didn’t get a chance at it again. He shrugged. 

“Accepting feelings? Things like that are for children. It is what it is, Rain. Maybe it’s just chemistry. Maybe with time it’ll be more. I’m not going to look at it too close.” His eyes flicked from Rain’s to the floor, indicating that maybe he was trying to dismiss something by cheapening it. 

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“…Fair enough.” Last night had probably been nothing but lust after all. Silently he wondered how enjoyable it had been for the both of them, but still tried not to dwell on it to much.

“Where should we go from here then? Town or city wise I mean. Can’t stay in this inn forever and there’s still no sign of your friends.”

[veritasxinxsomnis]

Noctis shrugged. He was feeling a bit... Nihilistic after all of that. 

“It’s not like it matters.” Why was he so... put out? What was he angry about? Or hurt? He was too confused to place it. 

Maybe all of that tough talk had been his pride. That was a scary thought. But... it was like Rain had said. He couldn’t return Noctis’ feelings anyway-- feelings that he continued to pretend weren’t there. 

“... Wherever is fine.” 

[veritasxinxsomnis]

Rain groaned as he rolled over, head pounding from his hangover. Yeah, there was no way he was getting up to face the day anytime soon. Grumbling as he rolled over once more though he finally snapped awake at the sight of the naked Prince beside him. With a surprised yelp he yanked the sheets off him to cover himself, suddenly insecure. "What the hell Noctis?!"

children-of-estheim

It was clear that Rain wanted answers. Surely Noctis would soon as well but for the moment all he got was a pained groan as the prince turned onto his side, nuzzling into the other man’s shoulder. Even with the yelp and the sudden removal of the sheet that he’d been clinging to, the prince’s eyes stubbornly did not open. 

He stretched a little bit, and said something but it didn’t make any sense; just a garble of sounds that carried an air of purpose but no meaning. Wait– was he really still asleep after all that? Seemed to be the case. 

[veritasxinxsomnis]

The hysteria in Rain’s voice made him seem almost– it was like he was afraid. Noctis drank in what was being said, frowning with brow furrowed. He didn’t know what to say for a small moment, but he knew that Rain was worried about baseless things. Ignis had taught him a lot; and what had rubbed off on him was his logic. 

“What you are is hardly important. Only that you are…” He started. And Noctis had been pronounced dead one himself; yet here he stood. 

“Do you think… that there’s anyone out there who isn’t broken? Do you think you’re some tragic hero? You’re Rain. Whether I know everything about you or not… whether you’re from some other world, or if you were born here– or even in goddess-damned Niflheim. Rain is Rain. It’s not more complicated than that in my eyes.” It wasn’t some declaration of love. In fact, what Noctis said was rather harsh. But it was from the heart. It was everything that he’d had to tell himself and then some. He set his jaw and stood his ground, refusing to break away from Rain’s eyes with his own. 

[children-of-estheim-blog]

While the Prince’s words were indeed a bit cold and harsh it was enough to get back to his senses. It took a bit to sink in though, making the awkward silence between them reappear before he finally sighed.

“I…Can’t accept your feelings, but I won’t deny them either. You and I are already taking things one step at a time, so we’ll just see where it leads us alright? Though I’m going to need you to promise me something Noctis, swear to me that you won’t die on me. I need to hear that.”

[veritasxinxsomnis]

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” Noctis said coolly. “I’m not saying anything about feelings. I care about you as a person. As you.... Though I won’t deny that I’m attracted to you. I probably wanted you something awful last night.” 

He felt his confidence returning to him. That was easy enough to say at least. Hell, part of him now wished that he could remember it in the case he didn’t get a chance at it again. He shrugged. 

“Accepting feelings? Things like that are for children. It is what it is, Rain. Maybe it’s just chemistry. Maybe with time it’ll be more. I’m not going to look at it too close.” His eyes flicked from Rain’s to the floor, indicating that maybe he was trying to dismiss something by cheapening it. 

[veritasxinxsomnis]

❝The sky is the ultimate art gallery just above us.❞

“You like the stars too?” Noctis glanced up at the sound of the other’s voice. He didn’t know him but– man if he wanted to talk about stars and constellations then there was no way the Prince was going to deny a chance to geek-out like that. 

“I’ve loved astronomy ever since I was a kid,” He added with a small chuckle.

[veritasxinxsomnis]

“The mountains huh? I’m used to really warm weather. It hardly ever snows where I’m from.” He said. Sometimes the isolated kind of life that the Prince had led became very evident in the excited way he talked about things like this. 

“This is… the first chance I’ve had to travel.” It wasn’t under the best circumstances… but that couldn’t be helped. “I’m Noct. Who’re you?” 

[heirsofriezemaxia]

“Heh, and here I’m used to the opposite.” Hence why it was hard for him to find lighter clothes to wear when he traveled like this. At least it wasn’t unbearably hot though.

“Marcus Outway. I’m doing a bit of traveling for my father.” Intelligence gathering of other worlds, though he couldn’t say that much. “Doesn’t sound like you get out much.”

[veritasxinxsomnis]

“You could say that,” Though it wasn’t that Noctis was unlearned. He had lived through books and geography-- and of course astronomy as he had mentioned. The Prince tried to think of something else to say that wasn’t terribly incriminating. He was on the run, after all. 

“I uh... my father always wanted to keep me safe. Y’know, over protective or whatever.”