nascere | LET'S PLAY {open post}

[ here's the thing, they can just buy another suit -- noctis has no problems discarding one and moving on to another, no matter how expensive it costs. keith is sweet and endearing as always, and noctis gently chucks him under the chin, grinning sweetly. ]

Hey, it's okay. I can just buy another one.

[ no need for his husband to fret over a suit, right? even if it's possibly costs more than most people earn in a year. all the same, he's happy to bask in keith's wistful promise, getting on his knees and having a great, dirty facial just for keith. he makes a note to get to it once they're properly alone, and fishes out his phone to give ignis a call while keith fusses, happy to be spoiled by him and quite forgetting, for the moment, about their fight.

hell, it's not like noctis is going to rake his beloved, stubborn man through the coals anyway. it only takes minutes to get out of the bathroom and the event, but noctis doesn't stop there, hefting his keith into his arms and carrying him out and into the waiting car.

heh. if keith gets to do what he wants, so does noctis. ]

( buy another one, noctis, you spoiled prince. keith shoots him a look, always remiss to be wasteful, already knowing from years of experience how best to get stains out of clothes. of course, it's never been lipstick before, but - he'd be a horrible housewife if he didn't at least try.

the thought has him chuckling a bit to himself, but then noctis scoops him up and he yelps, grasping his arms around his neck. )

Noct—

( he scolds, but then they're leaving and keith can't finish it, or he risks blowing their whole cover. instead, he just ducks his head into noctis' neck, ignoring the looks they're doubtlessly getting, relieved once he feels the cool night air on his skin, and then the safety of the regalia enclosing them. keith makes no attempt at getting off of noctis, and in fact just plops down in his lap, giving gladio the room to stretch out beside them. he makes a passing comment about them apparently making up, but keith doesn't give him a lot of attention. he's more or less dozing in noctis' lap, palming under his suit jacket and digging into the warmth of him, the baby happily nudging around between them as they speed off to the hotel. noctis and keith have their own room booked for the night of course, and keith is dreaming about it, while ignis lists off the findings of their successful mission.

it really was a shortsighted mistake for keith to demand coming - he isn't even listening to the debrief. he's just breathing softly, hotly on noctis' collar, mostly asleep in a matter of moments. )

[ there is absolutely nothing that noctis loves more than a sleeping keith cuddling up for warmth, snuggled sweetly in his arms. if he hadn't known keith better than that, he would've sworn that this is just another highly-effective maneuver to cute him into not staying mad at him.

but he does know keith better than that; that he is chronically incapable of something like that makes noctis love and adore him all the more for it. he's nosing into his sleeping spouse as he listens, breathing him in and keeping him safe. keith sleeps soundly, and noctis takes care to protect his sleep as well.

all the way up until their private suite, where he delicately lays him on their bed, taking off his heels before crawling up to kiss him sweetly. ]

Mr. Lucis Caelum. Wakey.

( he wakes up with a soft whine, a curled fist moving to rub against his eye gingerly, smudging whatever was leftover from his makeup across his temple. confused, he looks around at their surroundings, trying to piece together where they are and how they got there.

flopping back, he sighs, a catlike arch to his back as he stretches. he releases a sleepy sound like an exaggerated hum, draping the back of his hand across his eyes. )

I fell asleep.

( like noctis wasn't already aware. keith peers down at him, moving his hands to cup his face before smoothly sliding down, undoing the knot of his tie and the first few buttons of his shirt that he can reach. he hasn't forgotten that they haven't really had a level minded conversation about their feelings in regards to their fight, but if noctis isn't going to broach the subject, neither is he. he's just happy they aren't yelling anymore, and that noctis is here and safe, despite keith ... not really having done anything to see to that. unless fucking him in the bathroom was all some sort of ruse to keep him out of harm's way - although that's just rotten, and keith isn't nearly manipulative enough to stomach what it'd take to lie to him, even for his own good.

for now, he just looks at his collar fondly, pushing the suit jacket off his shoulders. mission's over - they can at least be comfy now. )

Yeah, you definitely did.

[ noctis tells him fondly. it's hard to stay angry with him when he's sleepy and cute, and he's smudging his eyeliner and eyeshadow everywhere and he looks like a panda, a cute and pregnant panda, but noctis doesn't have the heart to tell him that. he's coming to snuggle him, carelessly shrugging off his suit, tugging his tie free and rolling his shoulders to dump his shirt before reaching to help keith wiggle out of that beautiful, form-fitting dress. ]

But we need to get a shower, though. Wash off all the sweat and jizz and stuff. And then we gotta talk.

[ he tells him gently, because strangely enough, he's not as sleepy as keith is. it's a good thing, though, it means that noctis can take care of his husband and get him washed up nicely and ready for bed. he moves off of him now, stripping off the rest of his clothes and steps onto the carpet, comfortably naked.

he's reaching out a hand to him, kissing his knuckles to reassure him that no, he's not mad. ]

C'mon, baby.

Mkay.

( groggily, keith wakes up, one second at a time before he heaves himself up, so noctis can strip his bra and leave him completely naked. he's soothed by the kiss, pleased enough to know that they're past the yelling phase of fighting and more into the actually coming to an agreement. it works, because keith has plenty on his mind he's ready to have a level minded talk about. for now, though. showering is priority. keith leads them into the bathroom, turning the spray on something nice and hot. it only takes moments to heat up and then he's bullying noctis inside, molting himself against his side, arms snaking around that handsome, slender waist.

he takes a deep breath against the side of his throat, turning to mouth against his collarbone. )

You smell so good. Whatever cologne you're wearing is nice.

( they can both wait until they have clothes on to argue. for now keith is enjoying being close to him, baby happily bouncing between them, as keith licks his neck. whatever he's wearing is different from usual - special. keith hums into it, gathering some soap and rubbing it across noctis' body. )

It's the one you bought me for our anniversary.

[ he reminds him sweetly, because even if he was mad at keith he hadn't stopped loving him or treasuring the gift he'd bought him. happy to help soap keith up too, he's grinning down at his belly, rubbing over where he can see their baby bouncing. ]

Hello, little baby. You like it, huh?

[ he's rubbing his belly again, before humming softly and kneading soapy fingers into his ass. noctis cuddles close, admiring him for himself before soaping up keith's dick too. mmm, nice. ]

She's happy we're not fighting. She was throwing a fit earlier.

( making daddy sick while he's on mission is very rude, you know. all for the best though, because if keith hadn't insisted on coming, he'd be alone in a too huge room right now, so. at least there's that upside. he relaxes as noctis rubs over the stretched skin of his stomach pulled taunt, shimming a bit as they drift to naughtier places. keith tucks a smile up against noctis' mouth, chuckling soft enough to get lost in the sound of rushing water as he scratches his fingernails down noctis' chest, scratching loose the dirt and sweat and jizz involved in fucking your husband in a public bathroom.

their baby's foot is pressing up hard enough against his stomach to poke out a bit, just under noctis' palm. )

I was thinking about names. You know, just in passing.

Hot-tempered. Like you, then.

[ noctis murmurs thoughtfully, looking down in open fascination when he feels their daughter's tiny little foot press very very lightly against his palm. oh, he will never get tired of this. he will never not marvel at the wonder of this tiny, determined little life.

he's tugging the showerhead out, more to rinse keith off, then himself, enjoying this sweetly intimate, domestic thing. eyes warm, he asks, ]

Yeah? What were the ones you thought of?

And you.

( ok maybe not as bad as keith, but. okay, actually not at all. keith gives him an apologetic look. why couldn't their child be as calm as noct?

thoroughly rinsed, keith ducks his head under the spray just to get it wet, before turning the water off entirely and using noctis' strong arm to help himself out of the shower. he grabs a towel for him to step into, something warm and fluffy, enveloping him entirely. )

Gwendolyn. Or maybe something more Galra, like Yula? ( his mouth twists, in thought. ) I like names with nicknames, though. Maybe something else.

We can definitely look through the different names.

[ noctis tells him helpfully, happy to be dried off and drying keith off in turn, fluffing the white towel in his wet hair before grabbing a robe and helping his husband into it. he takes good care with him, aware of just how slippery the floor is, and takes keith's hand when they're appropriately robed up and dried for the evening ahead.

there still are things they need to talk about, and he's leaning in to press soft kisses against his cheek, murmuring. ]

You can't do that again, Keith. Promise me.

( it's a luxury suite, fitting of someone of noctis' undercover stature - rich, but understated just enough to be ordinary in the wealth. keith, now warmed by a robe and a kiss, tugs away from noctis and walks over to the kitchen, hungry as ever. at least he's eating for two, though.

after a short look around he finds the makings for peanut butter sandwiches and sets to making them each one, letting noctis' request sit in the open air between them while he mulls it over. he's twisting the cap off the peanut butter when he finally clicks his tongue, butter knife clenched loosely in hand. )

Fine.

( it's an easy enough agreement - keith knows he shouldn't be here. not if he wants to protect their baby, which of course he does. he point at noctis with a very threatening butter knife, lifting his brows. )

But you need to stop going on these missions.

[ noctis waits -- he knows that there are times when keith won't take his words too kindly; hell, the recent blowup is proof enough that they are more than capable of one hell of a quarrel if they put their minds to it.

but this reminds noctis of one important, crucial thing: his keith isn't being stubborn for the sake of it. keith had come from a place of concern, of profound care and the desire to see him safe, and noctis can't fault him for that.

he watches him carefully, cautiously, but then when keith makes a counter-request of his own, noctis bites back an instinctive sigh; no, he knows it wouldn't be that easy.

no, he has to be reasonable and calm about this. ]

Why?

( his eyes go up to the ceiling in thought, cheek sucked in for his teeth to gnaw on, before he carries on fixing their sandwiches, hopping from foot to foot. he knows his pregnancy has built in him this tendency to overreact, and he spends some time thinking over if that might be the case now, worriedly knitting his brows. making them snacks is a helpful distraction that keith nosedives into, licking peanut butter off the knife once he's done with it. )

Because.

( he scrunches his nose up, but inevitably sighs, palms flat on the counter as he looks up at noctis, a little intensely, but a little pleadingly, too. )

I know I don't know anything about being an heir to anything, and I know you have a responsibility to your country, but. ( he gestures to himself. ) You have a responsibility to your family, too. Right? Me and your unborn child. What am I going to do if something happens to you, because me and Black weren't there to protect you?

[ ah, that's where they're at. noctis is coming over now, drawing close to him and moving around to take him into his arms, delicately setting the butter knife aside. keith's definitely given this one hell of a lot of thought, and the genuine vulnerability in his words make him soften.

they're not going to fight, not again. no shouting, no freaking out. he cups his face now, urging keith to look up at him. keith is right, on all counts; now that he's married, he can't just go out willy-nilly and get himself into trouble the way he had before.

he has a husband and their child, and he's leaning down to press a kiss to his lips, soft and gentle and designed to soothe. ]

Nothing will happen to me, I promise. And you're right. I have a responsibility to you and our kid. I'm sorry I got mad at you earlier.

( he keens into him, satiated by the closeness. of course he's upset by it - he doesn't like thinking about noctis, doesn't want to think about it ever, but it's something you have to consider when you're having a baby, and your husband is always the first person people go to for help. keith settles his hands on noct's waist, fingers digging into his robe. )

I'm sorry I was mad, too. I know you're only ever trying to protect us.

( that much has been true since before there was an us between them, but that's neither here nor there. keith leans up, pressing a kiss on the height on noctis' cheekbone, letting their foreheads rest against each other. )

I had to stop going on Marmora missions. Not because I wanted to, but 'cause I look like a walrus, and can barely walk a block before everything hurts and I need a nap. ( he tugs down noctis' hand to rest on his protruding belly. ) If I wasn't big, you know I'd still want to be out there. But it's not safe, not for her. She needs both of us. You know that.

( growing up, it was keith's dad. for noctis, it was his mom - he doesn't want their child to know the emptiness that a parent leaves behind. )

And you were trying to protect me.

[ he tells him softly, pressing his forehead to his as he gathers him close, nevermind that the belly's in the way. beyond sex, beyond lust, what they have is a profoundly strong bond, and he cups his face, his hand resting on keith's belly as he finally understands just why keith would do it, stubborn as hell and fixated on getting what he wants.

their baby, he thinks. all for the sake of their baby, and it sinks in, what he's saying -- their child needs both a father and a mother, not what they both endured as children, as he feels a pang of guilt. they'd talked about making things better, and yet here they are. noctis, especially, who'd insisted on going for this mission, forgetting what keith had given up for this, for him.

he sighs, pressing his face into his neck. ]

I love you, you know. And our baby, too. I promise, no more missions.

I love you, Nocty. We both do.

( his hands surge up, threading through noctis' hair gently, idly scratching at his scalp. god, but he really does love him like nothing else in this world - he loves noctis, and how hard he tries, making a real attempt at seeing everything through keith's eyes. it means a lot to him, these agreements instead of further yelling, and it's proof of just how much they mean to each other. they refuse to let the other one go.

pressing a kiss to his temple, keith leans barely back, so he can share a smile with noct. )

I won't stop you if there's something you have to do. I know how important you are, and I'd never come between you and duty.

( no more missions ever is a big thing to promise, and keith wants it to be known that he'll never hold noctis back, not from something he wants to do. picking a sandwich up, he sticks it in noctis' mouth, laughing softly to himself. )

Although, I think tonight proved that Ignis, Prompto, and Gladio are good at handling things on their own, sometimes. We were kind of dead weight.

I dunno about you, but I enjoyed being dead weight.

[ noctis tells him slyly, after chewing his mouthful of sandwich. mmm, peanut butter. he loves it. he swallows, arms looped loosely around him as he keeps him close, reluctant to let go of him. he's tugging him closer by his braid so that he can kiss him on the mouth, all peanut-buttery and stuff, a wicked twinkle in his eye. ]

You're important too, you know. I'm just saying -- there's not very much I wouldn't put down for your sake.

[ because they both know his duty to his people come first -- although now they're keith's people, too. he's grinning at the memory, licking keith's lips briefly, playfully. ]

I think they knew what we were doing.

I didn't mind.

( not slightly, not one bit. keith smiles, coy and flirty, sliding his hands up noctis' chest, wrapping one arm around his neck to keep him close. you're important noctis says, and he always knows how to make keith's heart flutter - logically he knows he is, but it's something special when the person you adore more than the stars says it out loud. keith loves him blindly, endlessly. he steps in flush to him, big belly pursed up against his flat one. )

Oh, absolutely. We're many things, babe, but subtle is not one of them.

( it's affectionate. he steal another one of those peanut buttery kisses, humming against his mouth. )

We should probably apologize to Prompto tomorrow.

Mmm? For?

[ noctis polishes off his sandwich, but is far more interested in ravishing the love of his life, especially with that adorable big belly. he's rubbing that belly, too, before reaching down to scoop him up into his arms again, chuckling as he carries him back to their bed, good and proper.

he's giving him an appreciative once over, happy that keith is feeling so coy and flirty, and he's so, so very gone for his keith, lost in just how wonderful he is. he loves him, madly, completely, pinching at a sensitive nipple on his way to their bed. ]

We left him with the hard part. Could've been — nngh. Dicey.

( while they were off fucking, you know. he was on the job. suddenly keith's thoughts are no longer on prompto, and are instead enveloped entirely in noctis, softly sighing as they breach their bedroom, idly kissing at the handsome bend to noctis' jaw. once noctis deposits him on the bed, keith's hands move up to cup his hips, pulling him in closer. )

You know, I'm due soon. Minimum one month.

( he's saying it while he noses noct's robe open, pressing languid, open mouthed kisses across his abdomen. )

Mmm, soon.

[ soon, their baby will come into the world. keith's body has been accommodating her, changing to knit her together, get her ready to see the world, and he can't help but feel another warm surge of affection for him. he's drawing close languidly, leaning down to press kisses atop his head while he feels those warm, sweet lips against the taut muscles of his stomach.

running his fingers lovingly through keith's hair, he hums, shrugging the robe off casually and letting it pool at his feet. ]

So we gotta make use of all the time we get like this, right? Make love to you all day, every day until our baby comes out of you?

( naked, just how keith likes him. a warm tongue darts out to lick the dip of noctis' navel, wayward hands grabbing hefty holds on his asscheeks, daring to dig his fingers in closer to his hole. keith smiles, kissing down to the root of his cock, mouthing at it wantonly. )

We'll still have time after the baby comes, you know. ( he reminds him, although probably not - right after. one man's vagina can only take so much abuse. ) Maybe not as much as we do right now, but.

( parenthood isn't going to stop him from wanting noctis - nothing ever will. as if to prove it, keith ducks his head down, eyes stuck fast on noctis' while he envelopes the plump, velvety head of his cock. eagerly, he laps up the taste off his slit, having some finesse in how he drags his teeth down the sensitive underside. )

Baby --

[ noctis gasps, color rising high on his cheeks as he watches his beloved take his cock into his mouth with incredible ease. he loves him, oh, he does -- he loves what keith does to him, the light in his beautiful blue eyes.

he's grasping his chin, urging his mouth open gently before he nudges into his mouth, eager to have more, addicted to the heat of his mouth. he's worried for him all the same, and he exhales sneakily. ]

I'll make sure you get the best access to care. The elixirs -- I'll make sure you're all healed up. I love you, Keith. I love you so much.

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