Chapter Text
The hotel in Lestallum had seen better days, as had the city itself, and that observation extended to the hotel pool on the roof. The blue tile was chipped and faded, the concrete was stained with exposure, and the plastic strapping sagged on the poolside chairs. None of that mattered to Iris Amicitia for two reasons: one, that she was having the time of her life, and two, because she couldn't see it.
She stood in the middle of the swimming pool in water up to her chest, her arms outstretched, one of Prompto's spare bandannas tied over her eyes in a makeshift blindfold, and a look of intent concentration on her face.
"Kweh," she said.
"Kupo," came the answer from all around her, and Iris lunged. Someone nimble and swift evaded her grasp with a gasp of laughter--Prompto, Iris thought, as her fingers closed on nothing but his wake. "Aw, dammit!"
"Now now," Ignis said, somewhere behind her. "Language, Miss Amicitia. There are children present."
"Ahah! Iris said a bad word." Talcott's voice came from much higher up than usual; he was too small to play at the same depth as the rest of them and Noct had him on his shoulders.
"Ooooh," Iris said, and tilted her head first this way and that to try and gauge the distance, smacking the top of the water in irritation. "I am so gonna get you guys."
"Not likely at the rate you're going," Gladio said, and then surged easily out of Iris' reach before she could catch him. "Phew. I'm just glad Iggy's not It anymore."
"I know, right?" Noct bobbed slowly away from Iris, not able to move any faster with Talcott hanging on to his slippery shoulders. "I think he was cheating."
"I think you're all underestimating my keen--ah! Not so fast, Iris!" Ignis sidled out of her reach with inches to spare, and resumed his lecture. "As I was saying, I've worn glasses my whole life, I know how to get around with my vision compromised---Prompto, you're going to get caught."
"A-ha!" Iris shouted, and spun around to grab Prompto, who had been lurking right behind her unnoticed like some kind of menacing grouper. He was too close to get away as Iris latched onto him and didn't let go. "Got you! Now you have to be the Chocobo!"
"Igggniiisss!" Prompto wailed, as Iris took off her blindfold and smacked Prompto with it, "You traitor!"
"Hey, Prompto," Noct laughed, letting Talcott down so Ignis could have a turn carrying him, "Haven't you ever read any history? Betrayal from within is how most regimes fall, you know?"
"I knew it," Prompto said, tossing back his wet bangs and putting his bandanna around his face. "It's always some backstabbing bastard you trusted."
"Ooooooh," Talcott said, eyes wide. "That's a really bad one!"
Prompto winced under his bandanna. "Ahh, sorry, T-cott. It totally is. My bad."
Ignis clicked his tongue. "Prompto, honestly."
"I don't know if us moogles are gonna put up with such a potty-mouth chocobo," Gladio said, sloshing ominously in Prompto's direction. "Are we, Talcott?"
"No!" Talcott cheered. "Go get him!"
"Gladioooo," Prompto said, lifting up one corner of his bandanna and then putting it back down when he realized how close Gladio was to him, and backpedaling rapidly through the water. "You keep away from me!"
"Hey, I thought you were supposed to find us," Gladio said, without slowing down. "I'm making it easy for you. Kupo."
"Ahahaha no you aren't let me go augh Gladio put me down somebody help--kweh!" Prompto's shout ended on a gurgle as Gladio picked him bodily up out of the water and then dropped him back in again like a cannonball, sending a massive splash up into the air and over everyone else. Prompto surfaced with his blindfold down around his neck and his swim trunks barely held on with one hand, and he lit into Gladio with a wet bandanna and a string of profanity that ruined any hope of preserving Talcott's innocent vocabulary.
"Needs another rinse," Gladio said, and ducked him under again.
The entire game fell apart after that, because everyone was laughing too hard to keep playing and it was clear that--whatever the rules were--that Prompto had lost and Gladio had won. Also, it was well past Talcott's bedtime, as Ignis reminded them all.
"You guys go ahead," Prompto said, kicking off from the pool wall and into a lazy backstroke. "I'm gonna do a few laps till I get tired."
"I'm not tired either," Talcott insisted.
"I know you aren't," Ignis said, gently toweling the boy's hair. "But we all must do our duties. Speaking of, Noct, are you coming?"
"Ahh, I think I'll hang out a little bit too," Noct said, his arms folded on the edge of the pool, chin on his hands as he peered past the rooftop lights of the city and into the dark sky beyond. "Not feeling really sleepy."
Ignis arched a knowing eyebrow at him, but said only, "Very well."
"If you're staying out here, Noct," Gladio began, "Maybe I should--"
"Gladio," Ignis said, with a tiny cough, "I highly doubt any Daemons are going to dive-bomb the lido in your absence. Besides, you should see your sister to her room."
"I'm fine," Iris said, wringing out her hair with a towel. "Gladdy, if you want to stay--"
"I insist, my dear," Ignis said, and gave Gladio a look that could have cracked the Regalia's front fender. "It's the proper thing to do, as I'm sure Gladio knows."
"Oh," Gladio said, finally picking up on Ignis' meaning. "Got it. Yeah. C'mon, Iris, I'm with these morons all the time, let me have a break! How about I go over to the market and get us avocado smoothies as a midnight snack?"
"Can I have one?" Talcott wanted to know. "Plleeease, Ignis? I'll promise I'll go to bed right after?"
"Where have I heard that before?" Ignis said, and smiled over his shoulder at Noct as he closed the pool-area door behind them. There was a not-subtle click as the door was locked, and someone very kindly shut off most of the overhead floodlights. The rooftop was left in the soft, borrowed glow of Lestallum's city lights. Without the harsh illumination, the battered pool took on almost a mystical glow, and all the old scars of time and use faded away.
"He's never heard that before," Noct said, once they were alone. "He never had any trouble getting me to go to bed."
"I've had plenty of trouble getting you into bed," Prompto answered, easing up alongside Noct with a knowing smile. "As a matter of fact I still haven't managed to get you in an actual bed."
Noctis raised an eyebrow at him. "Yeah, I wonder why that is? Maybe because Ignis and Gladio are always sleeping like five feet away?"
Prompto moved in a little closer. "I can be quiet," he said.
"Prove it," Noct dared him.
Prompto did. For a long moment there was no sound except the quiet slosh of the pool filter, and the omnipresent hum of the Exineris plant that went unnoticed in the daytime. It was Noct that made a noise first, a low, hungry sound into Prompto's open mouth on his own. He slid his hands through the water to wrap around Prompto's waist and draw their bodies together, until the leg Prompto was using to tread water slipped easily between Noct's thighs and pressed firmly up against him. Noct tossed his head with a soft hiss at the pressure, and Prompto's laugh was dark against his bared throat.
"Now I know why you didn't get out of the pool."
"Shutup, it's your fault." Noct groaned as Prompto pushed them both against the pool wall, rocking his hip slowly against the hard curve of Noct's cock. "Kept grabbing me during the game, always about to lose those stupid chocobo-print shorts of yours--"
"If you don't like them," Prompto said, teeth closing on Noct's earlobe, his hands wandering everywhere they weren't allowed to go in daylight, "why don't you get rid of them?"
"Don't tell me what to do," Noct said, and then took two handfuls of the loose fabric of Prompto's swim trunks, and yanked them off.
"Wow," Prompto laughed, as his shorts floated off towards the deep end of the pool, leaving him in nothing but his soggy leather bracelet. "You sure showed me, Noct."
Noct pushed off the wall with a dangerous grin. "Not all I'm gonna show you," he said, and dove.
Prompto made a wild grab for the side of the pool, but even then he wasn't fully prepared. Not for the swift kisses Noct brushed against his belly and certainly not for what he did after. Prompto let out a soft cry of pleasure that nobody else heard as Noct's mouth opened and then closed around him, so much hotter than the pool water, and somehow wetter as well.
"Noct," Prompto breathed, to nothing but the stars above, as the king of Lucis sucked his cock down below the flashing surface of the swimming pool.
It couldn't last, because even the heir of house Caelum needed to breathe once in a while, and Prompto sagged back against the faded blue tile with his face flushed and his ribs heaving as Noct surfaced. Prompto felt like he was the one that had been underwater.
"Little too deep over here for this," Noct said, blinking pool-water from his eyelashes. "Get over to the steps."
Noct's rank had a way of showing at odd times, like how he never bothered to say please except when he wanted to, and went places with the expectation that he would be followed. A king had no call to look over his shoulder. But in this case, the note of authority gave Prompto a strange thrill, and he shivered in spite of the muggy night air as he swam in his king's wake.
"Do you think there's security cameras up here?" Prompto kept the water up to his shoulders, just in case.
In answer, Noct stripped out of his own trunks, tossing them in the general direction of his pool chair. "Do you think we'd be doing this if there were? This isn't Insomnia, you know."
"Yeah, I know." Prompto scooted back onto the wide pool steps, legs still in the water. It didn't even feel like Lestallum, to be honest. Far above the streets, the perpetual stink of uncollected trash and grilling meat dissipated entirely, and the noise and lights faded away. The stars were reflected on the surface of the swimming pool, and they shone in the drops of water that Noct tossed out of his bangs. Moonlight gleamed on his wet skin as he slid up and over Prompto and kissed him, sweet iced tea and chlorine on his lips.
Prompto sank back into the water with a gasp as Noct's mouth moved down, his legs floating easily over Noct's shoulders. Noct lifted him up like he weighed nothing at all, raising Prompto out of the water until the aching curve of his cock broke the surface. If there were any prying cameras, there was now nothing they hadn't seen, but Prompto couldn't manage to care. Not as Noct pressed an ardent kiss to the flushed tip of Prompto's cock before drawing him in, cradling Prompto against his tongue, his hungry little growl sending a ripple of sensation right down to Prompto's fingertips and the arches of his feet. Prompto scrambled to get a grip on the stair rail, before losing his grip on everything else.
It wasn't like Insomnia at all.
Noct had done this the first time on a hotel rooftop in the middle of the night, when they'd surprised each other with their own eagerness and daring. It was then, and every time after, almost more than Prompto could get his brain around. Noct was greedy with his mouth and his hands, a king from a long line of kings, and Prompto floated trustingly in his hands and denied him nothing. Noct bowed his head and made it a command by doing so; and Prompto, with Noct's name a rising moan in his throat, obeyed.
"I thought you said you could be quiet," Noct laughed, pulling Prompto towards him for another kiss. Prompto tasted his own come on Noct's tongue, and he was not shy about how much he liked it. He buried his hands in Noct's wet hair, tangling their legs together and sinking them both against the steps. Noct was hard and insistent against Prompto's belly, and he fully resolved to do something about that.
"I can be," Prompto said, fingers trailing down Noct's flat stomach, "not that I want to be."
"I sure as hell don't want to be," Noct said, and put Prompto's hand where he wanted it.
"Impatient, your highness?" Prompto kissed a drop of water off Noct's nose, as a cute counterbalance to the fact that he was fisting his cock under the water. Prompto wondered how long he could hold his breath, and then, as Noct arched up and groaned with need, Prompto wondered something else entirely.
"Hey. You wanna..." Prompto let the offer hang unspoken, but even as half of a suggestion, its full impact was plain. Prompto had Noct's cock in his hand; and his involuntary reaction to Prompto's suggestion was both telling and flattering. Prompto thought he heard a hard-won note of caution in Noct's voice, even as Noct's pulse thudded against his palm.
"You want to?"
"I wouldn't have said anything if I didn't," Prompto said, but he felt like a herd of startled garrulas had been let loose in his stomach. "I mean if you don't want to, that's--"
"Of course I want to." Noct scowled, but it was one of deep thought. "But can we? I haven't--"
"Oh," Prompto said, and while the garrulas were still there in his stomach, they all sat down at once and left Prompto feeling acute disappointment instead of nervousness. What he was suggesting was more complicated than a furiously-quick jerking off in the tent before Ignis finished breakfast or a double blowjob behind a motel sign; neither of them were prepared for it. At least, Prompto didn't think they were.
"Wait a second," Noct said, and surged up out of the water, showering Prompto with a small rainstorm in the process. He yanked his jacket off the chair and patted down all the pockets, and returned triumphantly with a strip of wrapped condoms in his teeth.
The garrulas started running around again in Prompto's stomach, and he boggled at Noct's find. "Where did you even get those?"
Noct separated one packet from the rest, doing his level best to pretend he'd done it before and in fact did it all the time and it was absolutely not a big deal, but he didn't fool either of them. "They're in every mini-mart, Prompto."
Prompto was not convinced. "In black iridescent latex?"
Noctis snorted. "Okay, no. Gladio gave them to me when we left. I think it was meant as a joke, for the wedding." Noct put the extras down on the edge of the pool, and tried to hide his shaking hands. "I tried to tell him that the entire point of a royal wedding is not to use birth control, he tried to tell me that it's just Crownsguard standard equipment for carrying water and sealing off wounds and stuff, I pointed out that they were lubed and wondered if there's really that much action going on in the Crownsguard, he told me to ask Cor about it, and I told him to fuck off. And then he said at least I should fuck off safely. Asshole."
Prompto's voice was very uneven. "I'm sorry, all I heard of that is something about fucking and assholes and that's what we're trying to do here so maybe let's do that before my brain catches up with me and I flip out and spend the rest of the night in the fetal position by the 5' marker."
Noct eyed him through his drippy bangs. "Are you telling me that I'm talking too much?"
"Yes," Prompto said, and kissed him. He tried to pull Noct back over him, as they'd been before, but Noct shook his head in a gentle no. Prompto broke the kiss to ask what was wrong, but before he got a word out the world spun around him. It ended with Noct on his back on the pool steps and only barely in the water, cock in his hand, eyes reflecting the pool-light back up at Prompto and the sky beyond. He was all onyx and sapphire--rich and rare and impossibly beautiful--and Prompto's mouth went dry with longing.
"Like this," Noct said. "It'll be easier. For you. I think."
Prompto nodded, and then tried to figure out how to swallow and breathe and do all the things that normally his body did on its own without having to be told. Noct fumbled with the condom wrapper with his wet fingers and finally gave up and tore it open with his teeth.
"Please tell me you don't have your camera with you," Noct said, and bit his lip as he got it on, Prompto's fingers getting mixed up with his own on the slippery latex as he helped.
"What, you don't want to save this moment for posterity?"
Noct dragged one freckled leg over his thighs. "No, I just don't think I could last long enough for you to frame the shot. Are you--?" Noct's breath hit hard against his teeth as Prompto straddled him, hands braced on the step above Noct's head.
"Ready?" Prompto asked, teeth bared in a grin as he felt Noct nudge up against him, hot and slick and insistent. "Maybe."
"No. I was asking..." Noct lifted a hand out of the water and put it to Prompto's face. "Are you sure?"
Prompto tilted his head and kissed Noct's open palm. "Absolutely," he said, and slowly sank down into Noct's lap.
He'd thought about it before, of course. Thought about it years ago, wondered how it would feel, told himself he was being an idiot even as he got off all over himself and wound up late for class. But no fantasy had ever prepared him for this. For Noct underneath him, his hair floating like a halo in the water and the whole night sky reflected all around him, his face open and unguarded with pleasure as Prompto took him in. No curious fingertip compared to the whole aching weight of Noct pushing inside him, burning and inescapable, forcing Prompto's body to accept the invasion with no terms for his surrender. Prompto made a noise--he could not help but do so--and Noct took a shuddering breath and froze instantly.
"It's too much-- Prompto. I'm sorry, I'll--"
"Don't you dare," Prompto breathed, and ground his hips down for more of it, greedy and shameless, until he felt the soft heat of Noct's balls against him and knew he had everything Noct could give. "Don't you dare try to stop now, oh god Noct it's so good--" The pool water sloshed violently around the steps as Prompto rode him, arched back and utterly possessed, obviously wanted, filled in more ways than one.
Noct struggled to get words out as his hips snapped up to meet Prompto's cadence, his fingers bruising-hard on Prompto's pale hipbones. "Prompto. I'm not gonna last--"
For answer, Prompto fell down over him and rolled them both over, until Noct was above him and dripping water all over Prompto's upturned face. "Don't last," he breathed, lifting himself up for it, hands on his own cock. He didn't know how long he'd been hard, but he knew he was ready, that Noct would take him there. "Just fuck me. Noct."
Noct did not need any further urging, slamming them both together with the same ruthlessness as his battle-fury, when all the arms of his ancestors spun around him and nothing dared stand in his way. He took what he wanted, like a conqueror. Like a king.
Noct made a sound above him as the edges of Prompto's vision went dark, his body tightening like a fist as Noct drove him to the edge and then over it. Prompto had no word but Noct's name and he said it over and over as Noct shuddered inside him, bending down to kiss him as his body answered Prompto's, and they came together like the tide rising to the inexorable pull of the moon.
When it was over they slid down into the water together, still intertwined as they floated against the steps, waiting for their blood and breathing to slow back down to normal. It was several minutes before either of them spoke, neither of them quite sure what to say, unwilling to let the moment go.
"Prompto," Noct said, finally.
"Hmm?"
"Was it... did you like it?"
Prompto eased back to give him an incredulous look. "Do you have to ask?"
"No, it's just--" Noct had trouble meeting Prompto's eyes all of a sudden. "Next time, we'll trade," he said, and then took a sudden interest in the sky overhead, as though he casually invited people to fuck him all the time.
Prompto felt the blood rush to his face as his brain caught up with him, playing scenarios both recent and hypothetical. He had a vivid image of Noct underneath him, legs spread, begging him for it--and felt a wave of vertigo as all the blood that had gone to his face made a sharp u-turn and went right to his groin instead. Prompto shivered all over, while his sated cock throbbed dully in anticipation. "Deal," Prompto said, and his fingers did a little reconnaissance for the future engagement, but it only made Noct laugh and wiggle out of his grip with a splash.
"Not now, Prompto! Sweet Six. We won't be able to walk in the morning."
"Yeah," Prompto agreed, a little bit wistful until another thought occurred to him. "Hey. You think they've already left to get those smoothies?"
Noct went very still as they looked at each other, then, without another word, they rushed up the pool steps to retrieve their swim trunks and find out.
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