[Prompto doesn't get Noct's answer before Gladio gives his. He moves easily however the alpha wants him, so before he knows it he's being kissed. He moans into the kiss. The intensity of it spoke of things he had yet to fully understand, and the sloppiness from the angle hid the fact that this was the first time he's kissed anyone. He kissed back enthusiastically, wanting so much more but knowing this was just the start. He had to be dreaming, yet when the kiss ended he still whimpered a little at the loss and pressed in closer to press kisses against whatever part of Gladio's skin he could reach.
He made a pleased noise when Gladio picked him up. Something about his bedroom was mentioned and Prompto couldn't walk right now if he wanted to, but he didn't care where they were. If they accepted him like this, he would do whatever they wanted, wherever they wanted him. At this moment and in his mind, Gladio easily picking him up was more of a show of strength rather than a means to get them to his room.
He felt a gentle tug and opened his eyes, which he must have closed during the kiss. He looked again at Noct, please to see he was still close. It was a good thing his best friend stayed close, because Prompto's hand was still clenched in his shirt. This near promise of what they were about to do was as much for Noctis as it was for Prompto and Gladio. Prompto hoped Noct knew that.]
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He made a pleased noise when Gladio picked him up. Something about his bedroom was mentioned and Prompto couldn't walk right now if he wanted to, but he didn't care where they were. If they accepted him like this, he would do whatever they wanted, wherever they wanted him. At this moment and in his mind, Gladio easily picking him up was more of a show of strength rather than a means to get them to his room.
He felt a gentle tug and opened his eyes, which he must have closed during the kiss. He looked again at Noct, please to see he was still close. It was a good thing his best friend stayed close, because Prompto's hand was still clenched in his shirt. This near promise of what they were about to do was as much for Noctis as it was for Prompto and Gladio. Prompto hoped Noct knew that.]