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Part of the charm of being in a relationship isn't found in the amor, the grand shows and trapping. Contentment can just as easily come from the little things - or even the silly things - about being close to someone. At first, you're either naturally standoffish or wary or you're intent on impressing them and not looking like a total nerd. That's how the "getting to know you" process works, unfortunately. As you get more serious...you may actually get less so? Maybe you'll let them see your dorky humor, your weird laugh, your bizarre hobbies, your bed head. It could end up that the two of you have more fun playing video games together, Netflixing and chilling, baking cookies, or sword fighting (if you're in the olden days, where Netflix and cookies are scarce). And, really, you can't help that their clothes are so comfortable on you.

It's a good thing you guys are together. You really did gain a best bud.

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Go forth and kill spiders, share clothes, snuggle together for warmth, play Mario Kart, open jars, bake brownies, hang out on the drawbridge of a castle, slay vampires, whatever you dudes get up to. ♥

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Prompto watched quietly as he spoke, nodding. Clearly it was still bothering him, even after so long. He and Noct had that in common, keeping far too much under the surface, letting it eat away at their insides. Surely there were deeper hurts, ones they hadn't yet touched on, but he was grateful to Noct for confiding in him, and hoped he could be of comfort in return.

"It's not fair to compare. We've both had...struggles growing up," Prompto glanced down at the uneaten cake. He'd been too small to remember his time in Niflheim, his original parents, whatever family he might have had, this was his life now, and that's what mattered.

"But thank you."

He picked up the first dessert fork, toying with it in his fingers for a moment before picking up his first bite and raising it in a sort of toast.

"To brighter futures then," he smiled faintly before taking a bite.

They had each other now to help alleviate the hurts and to heal each other. Noctis hadn't exposed himself to other people, Prompto was the first but he trusted him. Besides... Who could he tell if not his mate?

"Yeah..." he was right. They had different lives and different upsets. But that made them who they were today.

Prompto seemed ready to move on. He was better at lightening the mood than he was. He raised a piece of cake on his fork too.
"To brighter futures." and then he ate it and damn that was the best chocolate cake ever. So rich. He needed the port to help cut it but that was sweet too. It was delicious. Just leave him there forever.

Prompto was more than willing to listen if Noct wanted to talk, but he also wanted to help keep the mood light. Noct was probably spending a ton on this evening and it was so nice. Serious talk wouldn't ruin it, of course, but he wanted them both to come away with good memories.

"So good," Prompto's feet kicked happily back and forth under the table as he tried the cake. It was dense and rich and so very tasty. He went in for a couple more bites, closing his eyes and savoring the taste. This was way too good. Imagine having meals like this all the time, Prompto's diet would be in shambles!

"I'm in heaven."

The same went for Prompto. Noctis works always listen to him. Or always try at least. He sometimes was... Lazy. Or distracted. Either way. He was making good memories tonight. Seeing Prompto happy was worth any price.

"Right? It's the best. What do you think of that dessert wine?" he bit into his cake little by little. Small bites made it last longer and didn't overwhelm the palate.

As soon as they're finished with that one. It's the end. Mignardise. It's a plate of miniature macarons. A tiny splash of coffee that tied them together. Except Noctis drank his with a certain... Swiftness. He had to get it out of his mouth. He liked to like coffee he just... Hated it.

Prompto had completely forgotten the wine glass and polished off his last two bites of cake before taking a long pull from the cup. It was much sweeter than the other two, but still helped with the richness of the cake. It was gone in two swallows and after the other two glasses, it did make him feel just a little warm and dizzy.

"It's so sweet," Prompto commented, "I didn't think it would match with the cake, but it's nice."

Prompto took his coffee with plenty of cream and sugar when he rarely had some, but with the plate of tiny cookies, and having just finished his cake, it almost felt like too much.

He popped one of the mini macarons into his mouth, loving the soft, chewy texture and the sweet buttercream filling. It was like a mix between cookie and a brownie put together into a frosting sandwich. He'd looked at them longingly in sweet-shop windows, but never actually tried them. They were every bit as delicious as he hoped.

"I'm stuffed," he sighed happily.

Prompto looked like he was getting tipsy. Noctis wondered if he needed to go home after this. Maybe so. He'd contemplated taking him somewhere else after this but with the alcohol they drank maybe it was best to just go home, hang out, have sex, and sleep. They could sleep in. Noct could just take Prompto out again tomorrow and make a day of it.

"It's pretty good. Better than some of the others." he liked his sweets though. Dessert wine was always going to be his favorite.

While his mate sighed over his cookies, Noctis handled the bill. He barely glanced at the total. He brought cash to tip the wait staff and valet too.

He popped his macarons in his mouth and hummed. They were subtle but delicious. He'd have to have Ignis make more.

"Same. Did you like it? I'll bring you back if you want." Prompto seemed to enjoy himself here and Noct wondered what his response would be to other dishes here. Plus he liked having a special date place that was unique to them being together. They could always go to the Crow's Nest or his beloved sushi bar but they'd been there before they were a couple. This was special to him.

Prompto almost regretted the tightly fitted slacks. The portions were small, but there were so many. He didn't even want to think about how many calories he'd just eaten, even less how much it must have cost. He popped one last macaron into his mouth, wondering if it was considered rude to ask to take the rest home. Was there a fancy term for doggy bag?

"Don't tell Iggy, but I don't think I've ever eaten anything so good, like... like ever," Prompto insisted. It was way too tempting to think of coming again. Maybe just for special occasions. He blushed a little, though it was made all the brighter with the wine.

"Thanks Noct. Like, really, I loved it."

"Your secret is safe with me." Noct smiled. "I'm glad. I like this place a lot." he wanted to make it a regular stop for them, even if just for special events. That's all he came here for too, special milestones, celebrations, nights out from the citadel when he was a kid. It was somewhere to bring Prompto to introduce him to royal life in private. The dining at least.

As they headed out Noct tipped their waiter and then the valet as they got in his car. "Okay... how do you feel? Do you want to go home or do you want to stay out?" he had a stop in mind but it would be open tomorrow no matter how Prompto decided.

Prompto was surprised how lightheaded he felt when he stood, leaning on his chair for support for a moment while he got his feet under him. Was that how wine made you feel? It was warm and kind of dizzying, but not in a bad way. He followed Noct as they left, wanting to hold hands, but not entirely sure it was allowed in public just yet. He didn't even notice as Noct took care of the bill or the valet. There were so many helpful staff it was hard to keep track.

He stepped into the passenger seat, feeling full and content. Go home or stay out? That was a tough one. The heavy dinner made the idea of a food coma sound incredibly tempting. But he was in high spirits and the idea of going other places sounded exciting.

"I feeeeeel... pretty good," he all but bounced on his seat. "Where do you wanna go Noct?"

That was how Noct preferred it. If Prompto didn't notice the money then he was doing it right. He didn't necessarily want PDA but... he would be open to holding hands in the elevator. In fact he accidentally brushed his hand against Prompto's once the doors closed and he just took his hand. That was bold for him but it was nice. Someday when he was king he would do that without any worry what anyone would say. That... was the first time he ever looked forward to being king.

Once in the car he sighed. He was alone at last, no more people to perform in front of. Unless Prompto said yes to staying out.

"I found a photography exhibition opening this weekend and we can go tonight if you want. Or tomorrow if you want to go home." or both if Prompto wanted to split the time. Ignis had found the thing and presented it to Noctis as something to do for his mate. He had not said anything in response to it but clearly it was a good idea. Right? Wasn't it right up Prompto's alley?

Even tipsy, Prompto could see the difference in Noct when he was performing in public and when they were back in the privacy of his car. Just the idea that Noct had thought about taking him out to a photography exhibit kind of floored him. He paid way more attention than Prompto had given him credit for. It was thoughtful and sweet and Prompto was just inebriated enough to be more physical and open in his appreciation.

"Oh! Yeah I heard about that!" he chewed his lip, weighing the two options. Noct probably didn't wanna be out too much longer, and he'd said they could go tomorrow. He definitely wanted to take his time and enjoy the exhibition to the fullest. Tonight? Might be good to just stay in and play games or...

"Let's go tomorrow," he smiled, leaning in toward Noct and letting his fingers trace the shoulder seams of that flawlessly tailored suit. "You look too good to share tonight."

Noct wants to make Prompto happy and he knows he's been neglected so why not take advantage of his affluence and go to all the places he's missed out on? Besides he liked introducing Prompto to fun things. It made him feel like he was doing something worthwhile and like he was a good provider. He did notice what Prompto liked but he wasn't the best at going out of his way to find things like this exhibition. Ignis deserved Prompto's thanks.

Admittedly, Noctis was relieved to go home. He wasn't tipsy, he hadn't had much wine but he still had aspirations of getting laid tonight. Not that they weren't active but...

"We'll make a day of it." maybe he'd find something else to do with Prompto and they'd eat out and... Woah was Prompto coming on to him? Noct's eyes narrowed and he moved in closer to nibble Prompto's ear. He loved that talk, wanted that so much. He wanted to go home and tackle his mate into bed and fuck until the wee hours. Sleep in, then go out for breakfast and stay out all day then come home and do it again.

He hoped he was sexy when he spoke. Prompto seemed to do it so easily. "I could say the same to you... But I better get you behind a closed door."

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"That sounds amazing," Prompto smiled, voice still pitched a little lower than usual, speech the tiniest bit slurred from the drink. When Noct leaned in to nip at his ear, he shied away slightly, fingers brushing over his ear, blush only increasing.

Prompto licked his lips, a little disappointed at the need for discretion, adopting a childish pout. "Car doors don't count?"

It disappeared a moment later as he reached over to slip Noct's tie loose of his jacket. "I guess I'll have to wait. I'd hate to leave a mess in your pretty car."

When Prompto shied away Noctis was a bit disappointed but he leaned in closer to grab that ear between his teeth. Not hard but... That's his.

"It can if you want... I'd rather have more room." then Prompto was pulling his tie out. Oh it was on. He licked his lips.

"You don't have to worry about that... But I mean... If you really want to." he reached over to pull Prompto's tie out too. He still had to drive home but he was distracted. "Whatever you want."

Prompto couldn't help the whimper that escaped as Noct bit his ear. He'd never realized how sensitive they were until Noct. He shivered, but didn't pull away.

"The seats are nice too. Do they go back all the way?" Prompto sucked his lower lip mischievously. The car might be kind of cramped, but it was one of those things that was too tempting not to want to at least try.

"Maybe just a warm-up," he suggested. No reason they couldn't park at home for a little fun and then move things up to their bed. He wasn't sure what it was about the wine that had him feeling so amorous; they were thoughts that often crossed his mind, he just rarely voiced them.

He let Noct pull his tie out, then slipped the knot loose himself, so the tie hung on either side of his collar. The first two buttons followed, exposing just a little more skin.

"We better hurry back, hmm?"

And Noct was going to make a habit of nibbling them. He enjoyed how Prompto sighed and shivered. It was like pushing a button.

"Not that far." Was Prompto planning to ride him in this seat? They went back a little but but not much, the cab of his car was small and inflexible. It was a convertible but that didn't help their situation.

"Warm up? You keep this up I'm gonna have to pull over." Prompto was so reactive thought it was getting Noct worked up. He watched as Prompto's buttons came undone. His first bite becoming visible. Noct had to drive but he wanted to lick that collarbone.

He was aware he had better not start anything in the car. Tinted windows or not, they were vulnerable to being photographed through the windshield. So as he drove he just kept his hand on Prompto's leg. His fingers crept from his knee to his inner thigh feeling for the scarred bite through fabric.

At the next red light he leaned over to kiss him.

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The drive to the restaurant had gone by so quickly, but the drive home felt like it was taking ages. Of course, it didn't help that all Prompto wanted to do was put his hands all over Noct as soon as possible. Pity the seats didn't recline much.

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Prompto got one more button undone, shirt open to right about where his vest began. He spoke with much more confidence than he usually had, such thoughts typically over-ridden with anxiety and worry. He didn't think about how public it would still be, how recognizable the prince's vehicle had to be.

The hand on his knee was welcome though, even moreso as it began to move up his leg, drifting to his inner thigh and the sensitive area Noct had marked him before. He let out an appreciative moan, back arching slightly in his seat. He almost missed it when Noct leaned over to kiss him, but turned to meet his lips just in time, a smile on his own, still tasting of all the sweets they'd had as they left.

It was slower, traffic was heavier and Noctis was only halfway paying attention to the road.

"What, you want me to pull over?" he watched as another button came undone. He found his lip between his teeth and he kept having to focus on the road. His fingers tightened around Prompto's leg. He'd never seen him like this but it was doing everything for him.

He moaned softly into the kiss and then pulled back suddenly. The light turned green. He pumped the gas and hurried them home. Once they were in the parking garage he was free to grab for his mate. His voice husky.

"Come here."

The logical side of his brain knew that distracting the driver was dangerous, but it was taking a backseat now with the warm buzz of alcohol in his system. He was small and slight and a little went a long way, a fact which he'd only found out tonight.

His breath caught as Noct's fingers closed around his thigh, and he could feel just how tight his pants felt as his body started to get excited about the teasing touches.

Luckily, it didn't take long before they got back to the apartment, hidden in the low lighting of the parking garage. Prompto was only too happy to obey, carefully climbing over the arm-rest and the gear-shift, wedging himself between the steering wheel and Noct's lap. Once there, he was only too happy to start helping Noct with his formal attire, loosening his tie and starting on the buttons of his dark shirt.

"You look so good tonight," he breathed, leaning in close, breath in his ear. "So strong and sexy..."

Prompto came over so eagerly. Noct reached out to lift him over his gear shift and into his arms. The way Prompto was whispering to him made chills run down his spine. He needed to get in his clothes, needed to get Prompto laid out before him. He kissed him hard, moaning into his mouth, and licking his lips to before pushing inside.

He lowered his seat back, just a few inches before it tapped the rear window. "At least you won't be sitting on the steering wheel." speaking of which... "these pants are hot as hell on you, wear them more." his ass looked amazing, just like Noct wanted to bite into him. Or just cancel dinner and fuck instead.

He started to unbutton Prompto's vest and move his hands into his shirt to touch him. "You're gorgeous, Prom, always have been."

Prompto was only too happy to kiss him back, the sweet taste of dessert still on his tongue. Noct hadn't taken much convincing, and Prompto was determined to make things fun.

Even the few spare inches helped, giving Prompto room to shift, at least a little. Enough to have fun, at least, and he rolled his hips forward against Noct's.

"Yeah?" he took a breath between kisses, moaning softly as Noct's hands slipped under his shirt. "Sure you don't prefer me without 'em?"

His laugh was playful, but even so, the compliment threw him. It was one thing to flirt, but Noct's praise was so straightforward, so hard to ignore and even harder to accept without blushing furiously.

"W-well. Lucky you and lucky me then. I have such a handsome guy who thinks I'm gorgeous," Prompto managed, finishing with Noct's buttons, fingers playing over Noct's belt for a moment before sliding it slowly out of its buckle.

He tasted like macarons and chocolate cake. And wine. Not a bad combination, they'd have to go back for it another night.

And the few inches helped. As Prompto shifted around Noct inhaled. This was really happening here, wasn't it?

"Hell yeah, I like you without 'em. I like you in 'em too. Makes me wanna take 'em off." he wasn't the best at flirting. He just... told the truth and that seemed to work so far? Prompto seemed better at this than him and he hoped he could just catch up.

"You're cute when you blush like that." he listened to the clink of his belt and it went right to his dick. He felt himself stiffen in his pants. Quickly, he reached for Prompto's belt too. How was he gonna get his pants off in the car... how could he... maybe he could just get them down far enough to get inside...

"Mmmm, I think I can help you with that," Prompto purred in his ear, hands moving from Noct's belt to help with his own, only to realize that yeah, with his legs straddling his mate like this, sliding his trousers down is going to be harder than he thought. Maybe if he can just get one leg free...

Prompto slips one shoe off, leaning his back carefully against the steering column, unzipping his slacks. Thanks the astrals for those few extra inches. He pushes them down over his hips with a blush and it takes a bit of fumbling and unintentional grinding up against his partner, but he pulls his knee in close enough to slip one leg free. He's exposed and definitely fully aroused as he leans back in.

"I'll have to... work on my flexibility," he said with a breathy laugh.

He shivered again, Prompto in his ear made him want to close his eyes and rut into him. His hands moved to Prom's hips and he moaned as they ground together in the attempt to get semi-naked.

Prompto's cock popped out, happy to see him. Noct couldn't resist taking it in hand and slowly stroking him as his Omega made himself accessible.

"Good~ I like it when you strip for me, you can practice anytime you want. I'll judge." he licked his lips and reached between Prompto's legs. "Are you already wet for me?"

If Noct's moan wasn't enough to spur him on, his hand around Prompto's cock definitely had him gasping and rocking his hips forward. He gave a breathless moan, leaning back on the steering wheel, giving Noct a full view of his long, lean body, fingers undoing the last couple buttons to expose his chest and stomach. Noct liked a show? Prompto was happy to give him one now that he was feeling a bit bolder.

"Mmmmm, Noct, your hands always feel so good," he moaned, letting his own hand overlap Noct's for a moment.

"See for yourself," he slid his own fingers lower and in first, coming back slick and wet as he guided Noct's hand to join his. He leaned forward and let his other hand return to Noct's waistband, unzipping the slacks now that the belt was already loosened.

"Got me all worked up, looking like that."

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