nascere: (30)
𝔑𝔬𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔰 𝔏𝔲𝔠𝔦𝔰 𝓒𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔲𝔪 ([personal profile] nascere) wrote 2018-01-01 04:19 am (UTC)

Yeah, well, I'm going to touch your croissant.

[ Noctis teases his accent, because damn it really is pretentious and Prompto is so right. And also because they're terrible together, they really are, no one should allow them to be married because this is what happens. He's riding high on Ignis' laughter, loving how he sounds and musing that he hasn't heard that in so, so very long. The dedicated octopus is snagging the tray, accidentally spilling some coffee onto the covers, but it's finally set on the floor. It takes some creative maneuvering and Noctis getting off of him, but he's back on him in record time, peeling off his own briefs because he wants those hands right on his ass, please and thank you.

Kissing his nose, then his mouth, angling their hips so that he gets to curl his hand around both their cocks as he grinds up against him, sliding against his, he knows that he wants more than anything to be inside him, to celebrate what they've made for each other. He's moved, he's so deeply in love that he would die happy if his life ended right now, right here in his beloved's arms. They're going to need a change of sheets and new breakfast after, but he doesn't care.

This is what he needs, this is everything that he needs right now. ]

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