[ 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.
( 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.
[ 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.
( 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.
[ 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. ]
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[ 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.
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( 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.
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[ 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.
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( 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.
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[ 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?
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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.
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[ 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.