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It's just a feeling.

( he slides off to the side a bit, allowing kosmo the real estate he'd taken up on noctis' lap. he's happy to watch, melting into noctis' side, smiling as he coos over their first little fur baby. it makes his heart ache, thinking about how domestic they've become, watching noctis love things as vibrantly as he does because he knows his heart is a bottomless well of affection and love, knows noctis could meet every person on the planet and never have that body of water run dry. he knows he's going to love their child, the little baby that's half noct and half keith, more than anything else in the universe.

this child is going to be spoiled rotten with love. keith props his cheek on noctis' shoulder - sorry, kosmo, but he's stealing one of those hands back, to interlace their fingers. )

You're gonna be such a good dad. ( it's murmured while his free hand lifts up his shirt, flattening a palm against his tummy like he's been doing for the past few hours. ) And ... and we're gonna be better than our parents.

Keith --

[ and that's the thing that makes him go still, stopping his kisses as he looks over at keith, startled by his words. kosmo looks from noctis to keith, then wiggles over to lick keith's face, too -- he doesn't understand much of what's happening, only that it's important! but noctis looks like he's seriously about to tear up, his hand over keith's stomach as if he can feel their baby grow.

theirs, his and keith's, and noctis has sworn to love him forever and ever -- he loves him more than anything and anyone else he's ever met, and this promise that he utters is poignant and bittersweet. they both have never had the best childhoods, their formative years marked by loneliness, and yet they'd found their way to each other. keith had accepted him wholly, flaws and temper and all. keith sees him for who he really is, and his heart thuds against his chest.

they're going to be better than their parents. they're going to give this child all the attention and the love that they'd never had, so that she would never feel alone or cast out, and he's pulling him into his arms again, pressing his face into the crown of his head. ]

And you. You're going to be such a good other dad, too. You're the love of my life, Keith. You're everything to me, and we'll -- we'll be better.

[ gods, they really have to be better. ]

( sometimes it really does blind him, just how vast and powerful his feelings for noctis are. of course, it's not really any surprise - he put a ring on his finger in front of a huge crowd of royal officials and various people on importance, which was no easy feat, but for noctis it was more than worth it. keith has etched their names in the starstuff of the universe, where noctis and keith are synonyms with eternity. they're going to do this. raise a kid, a perfect little girl, in a castle, in her kingdom. keith knows very little about what it's like to grow up rich or with the weight of an inherited throne sitting on your shoulders, but. he will try his hardest, do his best, to understand. he slides his hand affectionately up noctis' wrist, holding his hand there.

it's all kind of getting ahead of himself, honestly. he has to have the baby, first.

affectionately, he turns his head to press a flutter of kisses against his jaw line. keith's expression is deceptively innocent, underlying an effort of mischief. )

You love me more than anything? ( he questions, biting his tongue. it's all for fun, to get noctis to smile again. ) More than burgers and video games? Or ... fishing? Dogs?

Baby, I love you more than naps.

[ noctis tells him -- even if his beloved keith, the sun and stars, the one thing he orbits around shamelessly is making light of it as he obviously's trying to cheer him up (keith is sweet, keith is so sweet noctis loves him even more for it). he catches his face in his hand now, the other flay and splayed over his beloved's belly.

soon it'll grow, it'll fill out and noctis has no doubt that keith would be the best, most wonderful dad, and they would live out their lives together. he's dewy-eyed and full of love, the sentiment making noctis half fear that his heart would just burst from love.

he nuzzles against him, shifting his head so he can steal his lips with his. ]

Keith, I love you more than I've ever loved anyone or anything in my whole life.

[ he confesses, because he can't not. he's pressing his forehead to his, smiling, soft and tender. ] I love you so much, baby. I never want to be without you.

C'mere you.

( sorry, kosmo, you're getting just a little pushed off from your perch on noctis' thigh, so keith can bully his husband into sitting on his lap, hands spread warmly on his lean hips. it's all just to be nearer to him, bumping their foreheads together, sharing breath and eventually sharing kisses, when he can't resist the closeness of noctis' mouth anymore. )

You never, ever will be. You're mine forever.

( like he hasn't said the same thing a thousand times over the years. it's as true as the very first time he said he loved him, and panicked about the implications of it. there's no fear, now. the public is going to be as obsessed with their child as they are with them, and it's going to be a cushy, comfortable lifestyle for the three of them. keith isn't scared of that dedication, isn't afraid of commitment the way he used to be. the only direction he can ever go in is the one that brings him closer to noct.

laying soft, gentle kisses on his nose and cheeks, keith turns up a brighter smile, although his misty eyes that have been on and off crying all day get a little watery again and he lets out a short laugh. )

And neither of us will ever be lonely again. ( not with this bun in the oven. on time, keith's stomach gurgles loudly between them. ) Ugh ... pregnancy cravings are the worst.

Keith --

[ noctis breathes, caught by just how beautiful his husband is when he smiles, and he reaches for his hand, twining his fingers with his, their wedding rings rubbing against each other. it's a reminder of a love they've declared before the kingdom, the alliance, it's a love that they've promised to each other. noctis is overflowing with it, and when keith's eyes are dewy with emotion he hungrily kisses him again.

gods, but he will never have enough. he's cupping his face with his free hand, licking into his mouth and swallowing his cute laughter before he hears the growl of keith's stomach.

he pulls back now, mouthing a silent apology to kosmo as his hand slides down to rest over his man's stomach. ]

Mmm -- what do you wanna eat, baby? I'll get 'em for you.

Hm.

( he hums in consideration, leaning lazily back against the sofa to appreciatively look over his husband, hands on his hips idly pushing up his shirt so he can draw his fingers across the secret, sensitive spot at the base of his spine. he can feel the bumps of scars he's long since memorized, brushing his fingertips across their lines, knowing the pathways entirely by heart.

he huffs, a little. noctis is too good, and his body feel ridiculous. he pulls a face. )

Pickles, I think. And mayo, and beef jerky.

( not unusual on their own, maybe. but together? pretty gross. )

And do you remember those sour candies we got at Hammerhead that one time? Those too.

Oho --

[ noctis wiggles under keith's fingers, sensitive to that proprietary touch -- he can't imagine a time when he wouldn't have allowed keith near it, gently rebuffing him because he was nervous. how was he to know then that the safest he would ever feel would be in keith's arms?

he burrows his face in his neck and smiles, delighted and seduced by that touch. he's pressing soft kisses to the curve of his neck sweetly. then he shifts, fishing for his phone to send a text message to his ever resourceful chamberlain. ]

Mm. Gonna get all those for you.

[ the phone beeps, and he grins down at the phone. ]

In half an hour. Are you gonna eat all of 'em together?

( completely spoiled rotten, keith flushes up to his ears, ducking his head down to press a kiss over noctis' collarbone. he never really expects special treatment because of who he is, but noctis is always sure to give him anything and everything he needs, which makes him feel like the royalty he married into. in response, after the afforded embarrassment, he strengthens his hold on noctis, dropping the tv remote onto the ground so kosmo is startled into moving, and then taking the freed up couch space to turn and lay noctis down on. in between his legs and hovering over him, keith bends and presses a kiss on his stomach in turn, warmly sliding a hand down his thigh. )

Mhm.

( absolutely. he can think of a thousand more gross combinations of food that sound absolutely delicious right now. his tongue catches on the cotton of noctis' shirt, idly nosing it up to press a kiss right above his pant line. )

I'm positive the jerky is your fault. Your meat obsessed genetics are in me right now.

Plenty of my DNA is in you right now. Like my jizz, loads of my jizz...

[ noctis is laughing softly, nuzzling against him and wiggling his brows in open mischief. he's looking up at him in open adoration when he gently but consistently tugs him back up -- noctis loves having his dick kissed and sucked and ass eaten out, but first, he wants to get his keith nice and naked. he's reaching up to pull his shirt over his head.

he wants keith cuddled with him, and he looks down at his husband's stomach, thumbing along the littlest bump. he loves when keith blushes, kissing his cheek and his lips. ]

And besides, you keep loving my meat.

Edited 2019-04-04 11:47 (UTC)

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