[Just like his other secret and insecurities he still held, Prompto had been good at hiding this too. He had always scheduled his heats to occur when he had nothing else to do, claiming he was taking a vacation with his parents. In actuality, he didn't really have parents, or at least none that raised him. And he didn't actually go anywhere, just locked himself in his house.
This time, though, wasn't planned. Maybe the medicine he'd been taking was a bad batch? Maybe he had developed some kind of hormonal inbalance? Who knew. All Prompto knew was that it was happening and he definitely hadn't planned on it.
He whimpered and whined, rolling back onto his back to see if maybe that would help. Vaguely, he knew it wouldn't. Nothing had ever been enough to completely ease his intense discomfort. He knew what he needed. He knew what would end the suffocatingly empty feeling not only within his body but within his heart as well. He knew and yet he could do nothing about it. He didn't want to take a mate because he already knew who he wanted. And they were together. And even if they weren't, there was no way they would want him like that.
Tears pooled in his eyes, even as his fingers started to run over his body, trying to ease the tension. With a shameful cry, he spoke one of their names. He wasn't sure which one. A set of warm tears travelled down the heated skin of his face, longing desperately for what he could never have.
Somewhere, his phone gave another jingle that he had a new text message. The noise barely registered in his mind, and he vaguely remembered he was supposed to go somewhere today. His mind provided flittering glances of where his phone probably was; dropped by the door in his haste to get to sleep last night. Then his mind moved on to give him more images from his agonizing fantasies.]
They were supposed to meet up and go to the new Chocobo themed cafe, but for whatever reason he didn't show up at Noct's place. The prince spent a good amount of time laying over Gladio's lap while they waited and played some King's Knight, but after a while he started to get worried. He messaged Prompto once, then again a few minutes later. Finally, he called him, but there was no answer.
Noctis wasn't one to necessarily worry, but he knew that Prompto wouldn't miss this for the world. He'd been looking forward to it more than Noctis had, that was for sure. But that only made the prince worry even more. Maybe Prompto was busy, but usually he at least sent a text... Eventually, he decided to stop by his friend's house. Maybe they'd just find him oversleeping or something. That was it.
So he dragged Gladio with him as they headed over to his Prompto's place. When they got there, he knocked at the door. There was no answer. A few seconds later he knocked again and still, no answer. ]
Do you think he's still home? [He looked over to his alpha, 100% calm and collected. Yep. Totally calm.]
[This isn't like Prompto at all. Sure, Gladio does not know the other as well as Noctis, but over the past year or so since he has become more than just a friend at school, he has enjoyed the blond's company. Even taught him a little bit about self defense , considering being the Prince's friend makes him a target.
It isn't like him to just not show up like this. Gladio can feel the worried vibes coming off of Noctis, and it has him alert and careful. He frowns at the question, staring at the door in front of him. An Alpha's normal sense of smell is usually very ascute, but like most Insomnian Alphas he uses blockers to keep a tighter hold on his urges, though it dulls mostly his sense of smell.]
Try calling his phone again? Maybe he's not in.
[A sudden family issue could have come up, but he would have had time to send st least one text, right? ]
[Unaware of just who was outside, Prompto ignored the knocking. They would go away eventually, right? The slight curiosity wasn't enough to make him get up from his bed and was quickly buried under everything else he was feeling. More... pressing feelings.
He whimpered again as he touched himself more. Two fingers curled within him to press firmly against that spot inside of him before they moved out of him until just the fingertips were left inside, then they were roughly shoved inside again. His other other hand rubbed and pinched and tugged on his nipples before nails dragged down his skin so he could palm his erection. Fingers teased over the head before he wrapped them tightly around it. He pumped himself with a teasingly slow pace, matching the motion of his hand with the fingers inside him.]
More...
[He moaned and pleaded with himself, but he kept the pace. It wasn't the teasing as much as it was...
Thinking about them. Imagining them doing this to him with more than just hands and fingers. It only reminded him that it wasn't enough. He didn't have enough. There wasn't enough sensations, not enough affection, nothing bonding in the act and not even enough pleasure to make up for it. It only made his emptiness feel deeper, yet he couldn't just stop what he was doing.
Quickly, he added a third finger to the two inside of him. He gasped. Not in pain, but in the pleasurable feeling of the sudden stretch. Of course it still wasn't enough. He adjusted too quickly, his body made for something even bigger. He nearly cried again, the frustration getting to him despite the actions that should have only brought him pleasure.]
Please, please...
[Please let his imagination be enough. Just this once.]
[Noctis had shook his head. He couldn't think of anything that he had done to upset his friend. He might have teased him about not studying, but it didn't seem to bother him. They always made those kind of jokes around each other, so that couldn't have been it.]
He didn't sound like he was mad last night. [In fact, Prompto sounded like he was excited about going with them last night, so it was concerning that he wasn't showing up without a call or text. Noctis sent another text and after a few seconds of no answer, he gave another call. Just like before, the call only went to voicemail.]
He's not answering... [He looked up at Gladio again. This time he was obvious about how worried he was. The prince knocked on the door once more, making sure to knock a little harder.]
[Gladio is listening intently, putting all of his senses into it, listening for something that could give him a hint. No noise of the tv, but...]
I think I hear his phone.
[Gladio says, a little sharply at the vibrating noises. Near the door too, which doesn't bode well for either having Prompto, who was as glued to his phone as he was his camera, by the door, or having left it there for some reason. And is that... Prompto's voice?
He puts his arm out, finding his prince and pushing him behind him.]
[Noctis' brows knit in concern and he paused to listen. He couldn't
really hear much, but he knew Gladio's hearing and senses were probably
much stronger than his own.
Whatever his alpha had heard, it was enough for him to push Noctis aside.
How was he going to ope--]
[Prompto once again ignored his phone. It was a little more annoying so soon after that knocking on his door. He had thought whoever it was had left, but then he heard another knock, this one louder.
It didn't seem like whoever was at his door would leave any time soon. He groaned in frustration because the noise kept bringing him back to reality. It kept reminding him that it was only his hands and fingers touching him, and he was alone and probably always will be.
His motions slowed as he wondered if he should just stop and tell whoever it was to go away. He just wanted to stay lost in the fantasy. It was the most he would ever be able to get, and his body was just so desperate and he really wanted to...
But before he could finish that thought and decide what he wanted to do, he heard a loud bang. He gasped and nearly jumped from the bed. His hands flew away from him and clenched at the bed sheets as startled fear broke through the desires of his heat. The adrenaline and pounding heartbeat moved to a different source.
A second later he realized what that noise could have meant. He moved off the bed to tell whoever it was off. Yeah, just... tell them off. Not beg them to... It was dangerous to be around others when he was like this. It was why he locked himself in his house. But he was also positive he could control himself.
As soon as he stood, though, his legs gave out on him, weak as they felt from the desire still coursing through him despite being pushed aside for the moment. He only realized he fell when he stared at the floor, hands bracing him from a complete fall. He cursed quietly to himself and slowly moved to stand back up. He spotted a pair of his boxers on the floor, thrown off of him when he woke up that morning. Almost as an afterthought, he pulled them on then slowly moved out of his room.
When he reached the end of the hallway, he froze. He stared in shock at who he saw. He was dreaming, right? There was no way they were standing there, in his house, right now. The door was forgotten as the glint of desire in his eyes from his heat became more noticeable when he looked at the two he had just been fantasizing about.
Then, embarrassment rose to the surface of his feelings. He'd tried so hard to stop them from finding out what he was, and now there was no way they didn't know. And still all he wanted to do was go to them and kiss them and act out every fantasy he'd ever had of them.
A whine he couldn't hold back escaped his lips and he blushed. Another strong sense of desire shot through him again and once again, his legs gave out from under him. He crumpled to sort of sit on the floor at the end of his hallway. Yet still his eyes did not leave the two standing before him.]
Wh-What are you guys doing here?
[Thankfully, the weak question was all he voiced.]
[Gladio is in the door as soon as it breaks open, sweeping the front room for anyone who shouldn't be there and headed to the hall when he hears those coming footsteps. His pace quickens when he sees Prompto in such a daze, coming closer but hit with a veritable wave of Omega heat that shoots straight through him.
Oh no, he's made a terrible miscalculation. ]
Prompto- [Gasped out, and he leans a little on the wall for support, urges surging through him making his knees weak.]
Prompto, I'm sorry. I couldn't tell from out there. I thought someone was hurting you.
[Gladio can control himself exceptionally well for an Alpha, but Noctis is gonna have to take over this conversation for a bit so he can regin himself in.]
[ Noctis is following close behind. As soon as the door is down, he's nearly running inside, pushing past Gladio to see if he can get to his friend. Gladio stops for some reason, but the prince ignores him and goes to his friend crumbled on the floor. ]
Prom-
[And then he stops nearly mid step. Finally, the scent hit him hard. It was familiar, hot... He was far too familiar with it. In fact, he knew it quite well. It was the unmistakable overpowering scent of an omega heat and it was coming from his friend on the ground.
Suddenly the lack of clothing made sense.]
Ah... [What did he say? Did help him up? Did he apologize for barging in on his friend? Did he ask about his status? That was an incredibly personal question. Plus, omegas were supposedly a rare status-Wait.
... Was Prompto in here with an alpha?
Noctis looked back over to Gladio and saw him trying to keep himself together. He wasn't going to be any help at the moment. He then looked back at Prompto and felt his own face flush. His friend was on his knees, looking up at him, making soft, almost desperate sounds. His face was flushed, and he was only in his boxers, leaving creamy skin exposed. He was still obviously har-
No. He had to stop thinking like that.]
I'm sorry. I was worried that you weren't answering so we ah... [He swallows.] We wanted to make sure you were... okay.
[Damn, this was bad. Heat or no heat, he shouldn't want them as badly, nearly as desperately, as he did. Noct was his best friend, an omega like him. Biologically, he shouldn't even want him like that, right? But Prompto loved him. He'd been able to admit as much to himself for a while now. And okay, maybe there could be love without sexual attraction, but that wasn't the case with Prompto for as much as it probably should have been. Maybe it was because of the... attempted modifications that his biology was apparently fucked up, but that was something to worry about later. Then there was Gladio and that was a little more normal, but still pretty messed up. They weren't as good of friends as he and Noctis were, but they were still friends. And Gladio was at least an alpha which made Prompto's desire (and maybe some other budding feelings he wasn't ready to name yet?) for him more normal. But he was Noct's alpha. His best friend's alpha. The alpha of the man he loved.
Gods, this was so messed up.
Still, he couldn't focus too much on every reason why this was bad. Not when he looked between the two guys he wanted more than anything else in the world right now. Not when he saw the hints of flickering desires in their eyes reflected back at him.
Or was he just imagining that?
Screw it, he wanted them, he could still pretend they wanted him back, right? He blushed lightly at the concern they clearly had for him, but he couldn't help the little moan that released itself from his lips at the thought that Gladio broke down his door to try to save him. It pleased his omega instincts greatly that the alpha he desired would do something like that to keep him safe.
He tried to remind himself yet again that Gladio already had Noct, but said omega was standing close to him, looking down at him with what he imagined to be a look more than it was. Noct's concern, while not quite as pleasing to his omega instincts still made his heart pound. Gods help him, he really did love Noctis. Fuck. This wasn't helping to abate his desires.]
I... I um...
[While he loved their concern, he had no idea what to do with their apologies. He should be the one to apologize. He... should have answered his phone? Was that was it was about? He shouldn't have made them worry because now they were here and... and they knew. Maybe if he just told them what he was, they wouldn't have been here either, they probably would have figured something like this. They could have avoided it, not have to sit here and smell him while he was probably giving off all these pheromones or whatever they were.
He should apologize.]
I... I'm...
[He tried to swallow down his emotions, his pain at having forced them into this position, his desires still ever present. His eyes watered again from the frustration and despair at not being able to voice what he wanted to. And from the constant reminder that even so close, he could never have them.]
[It's a little easier, once Noctis is in his line of sight. Gladio mentally slaps himself to pull together and leaves the wall. He steps to Noctis and Prompto, kneeling down to be close to the other.]
Let's get you back to bed, alright? I'll take care of the door in a bit.
[The door is the last thing he wants to think about, and Gladio shares a long look over Noctis' head, a silent conversation had with their eyes.]
You have anyone with you? We don't wanna intrude.
[He really doesn't, but at the same time Gladio wants nothing more than to curl around Prompto and make him give up those little hot noises for him. But he's got a lot of disipline for an Alpha, because as a Shield he can't be distracted by every Omega's heat he comes across.
Even if it was their friend, who he's never had any idea about but he wants to treat him the same way he does his own Omega more and more my the second.]
[ Noctis had looked back at Gladio for guidance. Help. Anything? How could Gladio be so composed? Prompto was shirtless on the ground. His lips were practically swollen, his face was flushed, and he was letting out some of the most beautiful sounds that the prince had ever heard. How could the alpha keep himself in check when this was right in front of him?
Noctis shouldn't have been thinking these things He was... an omega, which meant he probably shouldn't want that, right? He was supposed to only want his alpha. They had a bond, swore an oath... And Noctis did still care for his shield but seeing Prompto now...
Well, he would just have to ignore it. Or at least try to.
Slowly, he took a few steps closer towards the blond and knelt down on one knee. He knew exactly what Prompto was going through. He knew the strong desire to be touched. He knew how desperate he must be for it. ]
Hey, let's get you to bed.
[ He reached out and touched his friend's shoulder. This was either going to make things better or worse for both of them. ]
[Prompto was used to his own scent by now, so he was able to clearly notice the otherwise relatively subtle difference when Gladio came closer. The distinct alpha scent worked to both calm and excite him. It distracted him completely from his worries and before he knew what he was doing, he leaned closer.
The words of his friends filtered through his mind, yet still he couldn't stop leaning forward until he had an arm wrapped around whatever part of Gladio he could reach, trying to keep him close while he pressed his head against him. His other hand had also reached out and clenched tightly to Noctis' shirt. He tugged on it slightly, in response to feeling Noct touch his shoulder.
He tried to bite back the moan from the simple touch, but even that innocent touch felt so much nicer. He attempted to close his eyes, to try and gain some control over himself again, but it was pretty much useless.
At least he still had enough control to answer their questions this time. He shook his head even as he refused to pull away from Gladio, causing his head to lightly rub against him.]
There's no one else.
[It was pointless to try to get control anymore. He would just fail anyway. He opened his eyes and looked at Noctis, still refusing to leave his spot and his hold on both of them. His blue eyes were a little darker from his desire, but maybe Noct would be able to see more? Prompto wasn't really doing a very good job of hiding things like he used to be able to do so well, but he couldn't really think about it enough to care right then.]
[Promto reaches for him and it is...Harder than he thought to say no to him. He knows the otherz knows it isn't a trap meant to distract him from his duty. Hell, Noctis isn't even trying to assert him as a Alpha already bonded or pull Gladio away, and that is a whole other story in itself.
He can't help it. His arm wraps around Prompto's back, kneeling close to the other. A low growl starts from deep in his chest, rumbling and responding to his heat in a way that is clearly a promise.
But, no. He can't. Unless-]
Noct. [Quiet, the Shield's eyes dark, and he says what needs to be said.] I won't do this without your okay.
[ Gladio's arm wraps itself around Prompto and he can hear the low growl that he's all too familiar with. He knows he should say something. He knows that he should probably stop this. They were bonded... Gladio is his, and Prompto is his best friend. If he let this happen, then what would that mean?
The prince presses himself closer to the other omega. He smells different. It's a scent that Noctis is familiar with it, but at the same time there's something distinctly different about it that he can't describe. Either way, it has him practically burying his face into Prompto's neck.
He's only pulled away when he hears his name. Right. He had to stop getting distracted. He looks over to his shield with dark eyes. ]
I... [Was this really okay? Was this the right thing to do? He wanted this, Gladio might want this, but did Prompto? Was this just his biology or...] If Prompto's okay with it, then I am.
[Prompto releases a noise he's never heard himself make before; a low, deep hum that responds to Gladio's growl, letting the alpha know that he wants him and accepts him. His eyes nearly close again, but he can't look away from Noct. Especially not when Noct moves closer and it's almost enough. He's almost completely surrounded by them. If only he could feel them pressed against him...
But then Gladio speaks again and all of the sudden he's reminded of the very real possibility that he could be rejected. He stills, his breath catches in his throat, and not even Gladio's alpha scent could calm him from his fear. He looks at Noct with wide eyes, fear and sadness clear in them, as if he was already expecting the refusal.
The answer he got wasn't what he expected, but it shocked him into motion. If all it would take for his fantasies to actually come true would be to convince them that he wanted it, then he would do whatever he could to convince them. Almost immediately, he answered.]
I am!
[He tightened his hold on Noctis' shirt, tugging on it a bit in his desperation. The heat did influence him, but in this moment, it only made him honest with them.]
Please, Noct, I want you guys. I've always wanted you. Please say you'll stay with me?
[Somewhere inside him, he knew he was asking a lot; they were an already bonded pair. They didn't need him even as he felt like he needed them. Still, he couldn't just not say anything. They were right here. So close, so very close. Any worries over the consequences of his confession were too much to think about in his heat.]
[Gladio is eased by that hum, only in mind however, the alpha instincts in him screaming with a need to claim the other. Heat floods through him and his cock is stiff in leather pants, yearning to claim Prompto as well, to make him his as much as Noctis was.
Eager insistence finally does him in, along with the permission and want from the other two. Gladio nudges Prompto with his chin to meet him halfway into a kiss, torrid and claiming with a promise of working him through the heaf like he needs. It is sloppy in this position but he doesn't care, and when he pulls away he hefts the blond up in his arms and himself back up to his feet.]
[ They're kissing and Noctis isn't quite sure what to really think. It looks sloppy, but it's the prince knows exactly what it feels like to be kissed like that. It's hot, messy, and almost desperate. It's a kiss that promises a good time and a large knot filling him up.
But this isn't about him. This is about Prompto and if Noct has to sit back and watch for a while he doesn't mind. It's not like the view is bad.
Gladio pulls Prompto up with him and Noctis tries to follow and keep up. He's got an arm around Prompto's waist and he tugs him gently in the direction of the bedroom. ]
[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.]
[Gladio is- Well, Gladio is mostly working on instinct now, through occasionally a quick catch of Noctis in his vision pulls him out to remember right, this is for all three of them.
He purrs deep in his chest as Prompto continues to kiss all over, making it to the other's bedroom without managing to be distracted. He leans in and puts Prompto on the bed, curled over him to engage in another messy, claiming kiss. It's a promise. That he will leave his scent all over the other. That Prompto will be full with his knot soon.
But he does manage to pull away, just for a minute.]
Noct, keep him busy while I go barr the door? [It isn't actually a question, by this point. His voice is rough and low with want, and he drags his prince in to kiss him as well, sharing how prompto tastes with him.] I wanna see you kiss him for me, make him ready the same way you get ready for me.
[Noct follows them on to the bed. Gladio is curled over Prompto and kissing him wherever he can. He knows it's to cover the other omega in his scent, to claim him as his own. Theirs? If Gladio claims Prompto does that mean he's Noctis' as well? There's a lot of questions he has, but he quickly forgets them when he's dragged closer to them.
He kisses his alpha back, opening his mouth for him and submitting. He groans against Gladio' mouth when he tastes something different. There's still the overwhelming taste of his alpha, but there's something sweeter. Something distinctly different that makes him harder and want more.
They pull away and he nods at Gladio's suggestion. He never thought he would end up kissing his friend, especially at the suggestion of his shield, but now he's more than willing to do it. The prince pulls away and moves to Prompto's side. His hand tilts the other omega's chin up and he looks into blue eyes.]
A-are you sure about this? [He huffs before he pressed his lips to the bond's.]
[That purr only gives incentive for Prompto to kiss more, even as he can't take his half lidded gaze from Noct. The gaze has to break once he's in his room though, because Gladio kisses him again and his eyes once again close from the pleasure. He moans again and still doesn't quite understand the full meaning of the promise within the kiss, but he's starting to, if the way his body wants to arch into the alpha is any indication.
Almost too quickly, Gladio pulls away. Despite the unspoken promise, Prompto can't stop the protesting whimper that escapes his lips from the loss. But oh. They're kissing instead. The sight gives him mixed feelings. He's both honored and a little more turned on from being able to witness the bonded pair, but then his heat is also making him a little envious. He wants to be included too. And then, for a brief moment, worry flares in his chest that he might be coming between the two, and not in the good way.
But as soon as the worry starts, it stops. He would never let that happen. Besides, they both wanted him, or at least they had both agreed to this. And he wanted them both. Badly. Desperately, in his heat.
He finally released Noctis' shirt, but only so he could slip his hand underneath. He trailed his fingers against his best friend's skin, wanting to go higher or lower or anywhere, really, but he was still happy for the contact. Their kiss ends and Gladio speaks and suddenly Prompto is left with an imagined mental image of just how Noct 'gets ready' for Gladio. He moans quietly at the imagined image, then again at what that could mean for him.
Noct touches his chin and his head is easily moved so that he could look directly into Noct's eyes. His answer is spoken nearly before the question is even asked.]
Yes.
[He moves his other hand off of Gladio and instead tangles it in Noct's hair to pull him closer and further into a kiss. Prompto still isn't experienced, having only the two kisses with Gladio that Noct has seen, but he's just as enthusiastic as he was with Gladio. Almost instantly he opens his mouth for the other omega, licking and sucking and nipping at his lips.
He speaks through little pauses in their kiss, trying to make sure that Noct wouldn't have to ask that question again.]
More than sure. Always wanted you. Wanted you both... for so long.
[And if there was ever a moment when he couldn't get right back to the kiss, he would nuzzle him, or kiss his neck or cheek, or wherever. It was much harder to ignore the insistence of his heat; the 'distractions' were too closely tied with it now to really be called 'distractions' anymore. He squirmed a little, uncomfortable with the way his boxers confined him and rubbed against his skin. But there wasn't much he could do about it, even as he moved his hand from under Noct's shirt to tug at the waistband.]
[Gladio is reluctant to leave the other two, but he can't exactly relax and do his duty to Prompto if they aren't safe. Considering his strength and how hard he had gone at the door. Gladio had nearly broken it off its hinges. He takes a few frustrating minutes to fine a setup that works, moving a bookshelf in front of the door while tucking away a thought to take care of this later, before heading back to his two Omegas.
(His? Well, yes. Noctis has alwayd been, or rather he has always been chosen for the Prince. Prompto, on the other hand...)
Gladio sheds his shirt and toes off his boots as he makes it back, coming closer. He knows Noctis will do a good job for him as he always does, and Gladio woulf lothe to hurt their friend even if it was just the rush of heat.]
]Kissing Prompto is a bit like kissing an overenthusiastic puppy.
It's messy and full of energy, but it's so hot. Prompto never stops and
Noctis is almost unsure how to keep up. Kissing him is so unlike kissing
Gladio. He's used to his alpha taking control and slowing him down. This is
the opposite and he's not sure if he should keep up or force him to slow
down.
Prompto squirms and Noctis can't slow down for the world.
The prince's hands work their way down where they grope and rub the other
through this boxers. He can tell already that he must be aching. He doesn't
know how long he's been in heat, but he's familiar with the hot desperation
that comes with it. Noctis kisses his way up Prompto's jaw, making sure to
lick and suck in certain areas. If a few marks are left in his wake, he
does't notice. At least not now. There are words whispered against his skin
and the most beautiful high pitched noises coming from his friend.
Fingers slip beneath the waistband to stroke at the cock he finds
underneath. He continues to nip at Prompto's neck before he whispers in
his ear. ]
Come on, let's get you ready for Gladio. You want his knot, right?
[Prompto gasped at the first touch Noct gives him, even though his boxers are still in the way. It's already better than touching himself, but those damn boxers! Why did he even put them back on? He tugs at them again just as he rocks up into Noct's hand and they finally move down a little bit, but still not enough.
But then Noct is licking and sucking on his skin and he can't help but tremble and moan loudly. So close to certain spots, but not quite. He feels breathless in his desperation and desire. He hopes marks are left even if they're not really in the right spots.
Noct's hand moves off of him, but only for a moment before he's touched directly. Prompto must be breathing because he let out an even louder moan. Noct's hand feels so much better than his own and he rocks into that hand again. His own hand clenches tighter in Noct's hair, making sure he doesn't pull away.
He shouldn't have worried though, because Noct speaks and Prompto takes that as a promise too. He doesn't actually know what it feels like to have a knot inside him, but gods, he's wanted to for a long time. He needs it.]
Aah, yeeees. Please. More. Noct...
[Please get him ready! The words are hard to say around his panting desperation and moans.
He hears Gladio's voice and his gaze instantly darts from his best friend to the alpha that just reentered his room. He barely remembered why Gladio had to leave for a moment in the first place, but now he was back. And shirtless. It wasn't anything Prompto hadn't seen before, but he'd never get over just how good Gladio looked. And those muscles.
He moved into Noct's hand again. He looked between the two of them, wanting both of them so much. But he couldn't find the words anymore.]
[Prompto is so noisy, beautiful cries of want escaping him that Gladio wants to hear forever, for him. It's not just for him, but for Noctis as well. While Alphas' arent known for sharing, this is one way he can make an exception.
Gladio goes through Prompto's aide drawer, pulling out a found vial of lubricant for his personal use, and passes it off to Noctis.]
Don't be too slow, Noct. We'll have time for that later. Right now we've gotta be good to him, very good, and we will, Prompto.
[Gladio's deep voice is meant to soothe, as he takes up a spot at the head of the bed. A large man like him trying to fit with two other people takes up space, so he reaches to the blond between Noctis and himself and pulls him up a little, settling Prompto's back and shoulders low against his stomach.]
[Prompto is hauled to lay on Glaido's stomach and Noctis follows as
he continues to kiss the blond along his jaw and neck. He takes the lube
from his shield's hands and pops open the top. The prince knows that he
should hurry things along a lot more but he can't help himself. He wants to
take his time. All the desperate pretty noises Prompto is making are
intoxicating. He gives the cock in his hand a few strokes, hoping to get a
few more noises out of the other omega. ]
But I am being good to him. [Noctis' tone is playful against
Prompto's skin and he pulls away for just a moment to give Gladio a
look.] Isn't that right, Prompto?
[His fingers reach lower and he's a little surprised to find that
the other is already slick. He knows he should probably start a little
slow, but he enters two fingers into the blond, anyways. It's a little
tight, but he takes them easily enough. Noct lets out a soft moan as he
pumps his fingers.]
Damn, he's already loose. [He crooks his fingers, searching for that
spot inside of his friend.] He's practically ready for your knot
right now.
[Prompto moans again at the words, at the promise. When he's pulled onto Gladio and Noct follows, Prompto can't help releasing the soft, happy noise that built in his chest. He gives up trying to take off the boxers. Hopefully they'll come all the way off eventually. Instead he moves his now free hand up towards Gladio, fingers grasping at his side even as he turns his head in a way that will arch slightly into Noct's kisses while also being able to feel the direct contact of Gladio's skin against his cheek.]
Yes...!
[Was it an answer to Noct's question? Was he simply saying it because Noct had finally moved his fingers lower, teasing at his entrance for a bit before moving them inside? He moaned louder again and rocked against those fingers. In all actuality, it was still teasingly slow, but Prompto would take what he could get from them.
He turned a bit more to press kisses against Gladio. Used to his own scent, he only felt surrounded by the scents of the two people he'd desired for a long time. Yet still he wanted more, needed more. Probably boldly, but too far gone to care, Prompto shifted again, moving lower down to rub against Gladio's crotch. The hand that gripped the alpha's side slid down to wrap around the wasteband of his pants instead. He kissed the material, then licked it. It... tasted like cloth, rough against his skin, but he could feel the heat of the alpha through the material. It was actually rather cool, compared to his own heat, but only in the most pleasing way.]
Yeah, I... I already...
[It was hard to think straight with everything going on around him. But he didn't want them to think they could hurt him. He was so beyond ready!]
I can take it, please.
[He nuzzled Gladio again, as if to prove what he meant, and opened his eyes to look up at him, desperate desire clearly shining in his eyes.
In the next second, that desire darkened more just before his eyes closed again. A louder moan ripped its way past his lips and he rocked down hard on Noct's fingers. It seems the other omega found what he was looking for, and it left Prompto panting and trembling again. He might come again, but while he knew it would probably be better than the little ones he managed to get from himself that left him 100% UNsatisfied, he wanted to wait until he'd at least felt Gladio inside of him.]
Gladio is a little impressed at the good job Noctis does, working on Prompto, trying to keep his attention long enough to make it not hurt. They both know from experience how hard that can be, that the desperate, needy edge of heat ignores common sense.
But they show Prompto that he doesn't have long to wait, that they are working on it. The blond is quick to grope through Gladio's pants, paw and mouth at them enough that he finally just pulls them down. The heavy sent of alpha fills the small room and Gladio grasps the base of his cock, well on his way to full hardness from just the sight in front of him.
"Won't be much longer Prompto, promise. I'm gonna take good care of you." Purred out, and with the other so close, he drags the head of his cock against Prompto's face. Shaft rubbing against his cheek and precome slicking the way, aggressive in marking him with his Alpha scent until the large member is resting on his face, Prompto's mouth practically pressed to the hand curled around the base. "All of this is going to be yours."
Managing to tear away his eyes from the sight, he seeks out Noctis, nodding to him. Letting him know to give Prompto everything, that last finger and stretch he needs."
[Noctis continue working his fingers inside of Prompto, making sure
to hit against his spot as much as he can. He knows it's not enough, but it
has his friend trembling and making gorgeous noises underneath him. He
presses his lips to the blond's shoulders and bites at the skin there.
He can hear the sound of the zipper pull down and the smell of alpha floods
his senses. It sends a shiver through Noctis and he lifts his head from
Prompto's shoulder. His blue eyes fixate on the the large cock by his
friend's face. There's a pang of jealousy when he hears Gladio's words, but
he swallows it down, especially when his alpha nods at him. Right. He needs
to keep working the other omega open.
He enters another finger. It's going to be a tight fit, but if Gladio is
careful, it should be enough. A soft sound escapes from his lifts as he
keeps pumping. This is hot, but he wants so much more, now. He knows he
should focus on this task alone, should work on getting his friend ready
for Gladio's knot, but the prince can't help himself. He pulls himself
forward and presses his lips to his alpha's cock. ]
[Prompto gasped at the bite and squirmed against the fingers inside of him. Of course it felt really good. It felt even better than when he did it simply due to the fact that it was Noct's fingers doing this. It was a thought that made him moan again, against the fabric of Gladio's pants.
Then there was movement and Prompto opened his eyes to see Gladio move that material out of the way. His panting breaths picked up more from finally seeing everything Gladio had to offer, from the strong scent that filled the air, from the promising words the alpha spoke. When Gladio quite clearly marked his face with his scent, Prompto gave another moan but it had more of a purring sound to it, answering Gladio's. The omega part of him hummed contently and excitedly, and a little impatiently, but he was finally able to be with the people he'd desired. He would enjoy every second with them.
He nuzzled Gladio's hand in thanks before he stuck his tongue out of his still panting mouth. He licked the alpha's knuckles, then trailed his tongue up towards his impressive cock. At first taste, Prompto couldn't help moaning again. Gods, but he had no idea it would taste this good! He almost closed his eyes again, but Noct had moved and Prompto's gaze flickered to look at him, watching the other omega with his alpha, feeling honored yet again for being able to see such an act, even as his own tongue and lips refused to leave the side of Gladio's cock.]
[He can tell things are ramping up, too hot for all of them and Noctis starting really get into it as well. All three of their scents seem to be egging each other on, making them lose themselves in how good it feels.
Even Gladio himself. Hand abandoning the base of his cock, he puts a hand on each of their heads to hold the two Omegas where they are. His hips stutter forward with a groan and that drags the shaft of his cock over Prompto's cheek, lips and tongue, the head of it kissing Noctis lips demadingly on each thrust forward. He cannot keep that up for long though, because straight heat courses through his veins, and Gladio knows he needs to be inside of one of them, claiming them. NOW.]
Prompto. Up and on your knees.
[He growls out, demands because he has finally snapped. He let's go if the blond to let him up, but yanks Noctis up by the hair to crash his lips against his own, words pouring out of him not a demand, but an order.]
You, Fuck- Be good to him. You're still going to get my cock, but this time is just for him, his first knot. Okay Princess?
[Prompto probably won't need much distracting from the stretch, with how long he has waited already. But Gladio still wants Noctis to help him listen to his needs.]
[Everything is hot. His whole body is hot with desire and he can
feel himself already aching. There's so much he wants, and one of those
things is Gladio's knot. His fingers still work themselves inside of
Prompto. He knows that he has to prep him open, but that large cock is
right there. The hand in his hair keeps him still as it thrusts
upward and into Noctis' already willing mouth.
Unfortunately that doesn't last long. Prompto is ordered to his knees and
Noctis' fingers pull out.
Noctis hisses when his hair is tugged and he's forced off of his alpha's
cock. He lets out a whimper at the loss of contact but then their mouths
are crushed together. Words are practically growled out against his lips
and there is no way he can ignore them. It's an order loud and clear, and
it makes Noctis shudder. The command his alpha has over him (over both of
them) is strong, and the only thing the prince can think about is how he
needs to satisfy him.
If that involves helping out the other omega, then so be it. He gives a
weak nod of acknowledgment.]
[Prompto released another pleased noise as he felt the alpha's hand in his hair, keeping him in place as he moved against them. He moved his tongue a little, licking still, and sucked softly when he could. But he couldn't tear his gaze away from seeing what Noct was doing as Gladio moved. It was almost too much and Prompto moved against the fingers inside of him, needing more and not sure how much longer he could wait before getting it. A quiet whine escaped his lips and almost immediately, he was released and Gladio was giving out orders.
Noctis' fingers leave him and even though they weren't enough, he still nearly cries at the empty feeling. He holds himself back, though, because it didn't seem like he would be empty for long. The promise of getting what he'd wanted for so long is almost going to be fulfilled, so Prompto quickly moves away a bit. He tears his boxers off of him, FINALLY, and throws it back onto the floor somewhere. Then he follows Gladio's order, moving onto his knees beside them. His limbs feel a little shaky, but they hold. He rests his face against his mattress, head turned to the side so that he could continue to watch the already mated pair. He realizes he's probably on display or something, once they look at him, but the heat wiped away any embarrassment that might have been there from the position.
His hands curl into fists around his sheets, hardly able to wait any more. Once the pair is done kissing and coming to an agreement, Prompto allows the needy sounds to leave his lips.]
[Gladio praises him gently, hand coming up to caress a flushed cheek, running down the Noctis front before he finally tore his eyes away from him. Prompto's whine is a siren's song, and he loves the sound of it.
Pulling himself up, Gladio moves to settle behind the other, a wave of his hand telling Noctis to go wherever he wants. Though it is pretty likely he will want the best viewpoint of the other Omegas face, or watch him take Gladio's cock. Still in his pants Gladio finds the best way to press up behind the presenting omega, cock hot and hard against his ads, quick to nudge between firm asscheeks to find the hole Noctis had been stretching.]
Nice and easy, Prompto. You just let me in and let me claim you, and you're gonna feel so damn good.
[The head of his cock prods at his home as his hands slide firmly over the man's back, settling on his hips and holding him securely, safely, claiming as Gladio begins to push in, steady and forcing him open around Alpha cock inch by inch.]
[ Noctis lets out a soft sound at the praise and reluctantly pulls away when Gladio motions for him to move. Prompto is presenting himself to them and even to another omega, still looks tempting. But for now, Noctis moves to the side and simply watches while Gladio positions himself against the stretch hole.
Noctis finds himself moving towards Prompto's front. He remembers his first time, remembers the impossible stretch and burn. Gladio's cock isn't something to take lightly. ]
Just relax. [He presses his lips to Prompto's cheek, then temple and runs a hand through blond hair.] Just let him in and it'll feel nice.
[For the moment, he can do his best to ignore his own desires. He can try to ignore the desire and need to be filled. He needs to make sure Prompto feels good.] You'll be ours, soon.
[While he did like watching their moment, he was still somewhat impatient, so when they parted and moved closer to him, he felt his excitement increase. He shifted a little, but stilled when he felt Gladio against him. He whimpered again and pushed back to feel him more firmly before Gladio took hold of his hips and prevented any further movement. Gladio's words made his breath hitch with his ever increasing desire and he clenched tighter to the sheets.]
Yes, yes, claim me, please, aaah...!
[Gladio started to slowly push into him and Prompto could only clench his fists tighter. Despite the prep, he was still nearly painfully tight. Tears sprung up in his eyes, but he was sure it was more from the satisfying feelings of the stretch than any kind of pain. Besides, his body adapted fairly quickly, knowing that this is what he was made for, loosening some. He was probably still tight, he could still feel every part of Gladio within him, but the pain faded quickly.
Then another inch was pushed in and his body repeated the process.
Prompto breathed deeply, little soft noises leaving with every inch pushed into him. Gladio knew what he was doing because without those hands holding him still, Prompto probably would have hurt himself by pushing against Gladio to take all of him all at once. Noct was helping too, kissing his cheek and running fingers through his hair, talking to him in ways that made his desire sing more within him.]
Mm... yes... want to be... yours...
[He gasped the words out and released the sheets with one hand to place on Noct so he could lean closer and kiss him back again.]
[Taking an Omega for the first time is a wonderful experience, yet agonizing in how tight he is, I. How all his alpha senses scream at him to shove deep into Prompto in one go, fuck him until his knot expands to stretch him wide and his. Gladio pants harshly wirh the exertion of keeping it to something the other can actually take, finally starting a firm pace as his hips rock into the other.
He growls low from deep in him, both Prompto and Noctis' names on his lips. Each thrust forward pushes his cock deeper into the Omega until he has completely taken it, the base of Gladio's alpha cock just barley swelled up with the start of a knot promising an even wider stretch he would have to take.]
There you go, that's it. You're mine now, ours. And there is no taking that back, Prompto.
[There has been too much waiting already, and Gladio can't do that any longer. Slow solid thrusts become a little faster as he fucks the Omega into the sheets, one hand coming down off his hip to put a large warm palm to Prompto's chest, solid and reminding him who he was with, where he was. The other hand still holds him steady as Gladio claims him so incredibly thoroughly.]
"It's okay. We got you. You're ours, now." It's whispered against lips. He knows how hard this must be for his friend, how intense it is. Being claimed for the first time is overwhelming. The stretch of the alpha's cock is almost too much (especially with Gladio's cock) and the emotions that go with it are so much to deal with.
Noctis' own body is hot and he can feel his own heat beginning. It was making it hard to think, but he tried keeping his head clear. He had to think past the insistent need to be filled and focus on Prompto.
His hand reached forward and he stroked the blond's cock as he continued to whisper words of encouragement against his lips.
[For a while, all Prompto could do was moan. He didn't feel like they had properly claimed him yet, but he was theirs. He was theirs for a long time now, they just didn't know it. He hadn't wanted anyone else like he wanted them. He hadn't felt for anyone else the way he felt for them. And now they were here, finally giving him what he thought could only ever be fantasies... saying words like he was theirs. That they would take care of him in this time of need. He moaned louder at the words, panting breaths released against Noct's lips in between the half-kisses he gave him.
With one hand braced on Noct, and feeling securely held by Gladio, Prompto released the sheets with his other hand and moved it on top of Gladio's hand. When Gladio was finally all the way inside of him, more tears fell. It was definitely due to the pleasure. He couldn't really focus on anything other than the wonderful feeling that most of the emptiness was finally, finally gone.
He whimpered again as his heart silently cried out his love for them. Then Noct's hand moved lower, over his erection and Gladio started moving and it was too much. It was everything he'd dreamed. That cry became verbalized, though it was just a jumble of words.]
Aaah... mmmm... Nnnn... Gggllll.... hah!
[Worked up as he was, he came. It was so much more intense than he had ever been able to do on his own during his heats and he shuddered and whimpered and gave other pleasured noises. It felt so good. They made him feel so good.]
[Poor Prompto is so overwhelmed that the other can't hold anything back, his noises, the near sobs of pleasure as those first few thrusts do him in. Gladio's knot still puts pressure on the Omega's entrance, the Alpha waiting for a chance to be let in before it's too big to make its way past. Instead of relaxing though Prompto tightens around him and came, trying to say both of their names and Gladio groans, holding onto the other, grinding deep into him even with the oversensitivity of the blond just having his orgasm.]
Oh fuck, Prompto.... Don't worry, there is more where that came from. You're gonna get all of it tonight, I promise.
[It's been a long time since he and Noctis first tied together, but he remembers how long it took to coax the Prince to let him in knot and all, almost the entire heat. Prompto is older though, but just as needy and with the experience between the three of them, they can make it happen much sooner than that.]
[It wasn't long before he felt Noctis felt Prompto tense beneath his
touch. He let out a soft groan against his skin as he felt his hand covered
in seed. He's ready to let the other omega take a moment to breath and let
his body catch up, but apparently that's not what Gladio wants. Gladio
pounds into the other and the prince doesn't know if he should tell him to
stop or not. So instead, with his free hand, he runs his fingers through
Prompto's hair and presses his lips against his temple.]
Fuck, Prompto. You're doing fine.
[He pulled away a bit before he pulled his hand covered in seed away
and brought it to his mouth. He gave it a curious lick before he put two of
his fingers into his mouth and sucked.]
[Prompto only took a short moment to come down from the best orgasm he'd had, but he stayed just as eager, however. Despite his orgasm, he didn't want to stop. He still wasn't technically theirs yet. He needed to be theirs. He moaned loudly when it seemed like they knew what he needed before he even voiced it. Both of their words were encouraging and he wanted to give them encouragement back.]
Yes... more... don't stop...
[He pushed back against Gladio as much as he could within the alpha's firm hold. He whimpered again, wanting to feel the knot inside him but unable to do anything about it on his own. At least his orgasm relaxed him a bit, so maybe he could get it soon? He hoped he could get it soon.
But Noct distracted him slightly. Through half-lidded eyes, he watched the other omega lick and suck off his release. It was probably the most erotic thing he'd seen so far. His cock, still hard despite his recent orgasm, gave a twitch in interest and a soft moan worked its way past his lips. He wanted to kiss Noct again, but he didn't want to stop watching what he was doing. The hand on Noct moved lower to squeeze his ass a bit, then moved around to rub at his covered erection.
There were still clothes between them. Why were there still clothes between them? He moved his hand up to yank on Noct's waistband.]
[Even despite just coming, Prompto isn't satisfied enough, won't be until he gets what was promised. Even Gladio continuing to fuck him at a steady pace doesn't help, not when the Omega wants, needs a knot inside him.
Despite what people might think, Noctis has been Gladio's only partner. He knows the Prince and his needs without words anymore, so having Prompto like this is different but good. Demanding his knot like this Gladio knows he shouldn't deny him, so he won't. Instead both big hands settle warm on the blond Omega's ass, a thumb gently pressing against one sidd the rim off his ass, full of the Alpha's cock, to gently massage and pull him open a little more.]
Alright Prompto, here it comes. My knot's all yours now.
[He looks up and Noctis briefly, steadying his resolve to keep going with his Prince's permission, because knotting is so very intimate. Pushing in is surely a little painful, but Prompto feels so damn good that Gladio can't help but let his Alpha instincts take over as he does so. Leaning over to bite at the back of their friend's neck as he pushes himself all the way in, immediately swelling so much thicker to keep them tied together and prevent them from being pulled apart.]
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This time, though, wasn't planned. Maybe the medicine he'd been taking was a bad batch? Maybe he had developed some kind of hormonal inbalance? Who knew. All Prompto knew was that it was happening and he definitely hadn't planned on it.
He whimpered and whined, rolling back onto his back to see if maybe that would help. Vaguely, he knew it wouldn't. Nothing had ever been enough to completely ease his intense discomfort. He knew what he needed. He knew what would end the suffocatingly empty feeling not only within his body but within his heart as well. He knew and yet he could do nothing about it. He didn't want to take a mate because he already knew who he wanted. And they were together. And even if they weren't, there was no way they would want him like that.
Tears pooled in his eyes, even as his fingers started to run over his body, trying to ease the tension. With a shameful cry, he spoke one of their names. He wasn't sure which one. A set of warm tears travelled down the heated skin of his face, longing desperately for what he could never have.
Somewhere, his phone gave another jingle that he had a new text message. The noise barely registered in his mind, and he vaguely remembered he was supposed to go somewhere today. His mind provided flittering glances of where his phone probably was; dropped by the door in his haste to get to sleep last night. Then his mind moved on to give him more images from his agonizing fantasies.]
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They were supposed to meet up and go to the new Chocobo themed cafe, but for whatever reason he didn't show up at Noct's place. The prince spent a good amount of time laying over Gladio's lap while they waited and played some King's Knight, but after a while he started to get worried. He messaged Prompto once, then again a few minutes later. Finally, he called him, but there was no answer.
Noctis wasn't one to necessarily worry, but he knew that Prompto wouldn't miss this for the world. He'd been looking forward to it more than Noctis had, that was for sure. But that only made the prince worry even more. Maybe Prompto was busy, but usually he at least sent a text... Eventually, he decided to stop by his friend's house. Maybe they'd just find him oversleeping or something. That was it.
So he dragged Gladio with him as they headed over to his Prompto's place. When they got there, he knocked at the door. There was no answer. A few seconds later he knocked again and still, no answer. ]
Do you think he's still home? [He looked over to his alpha, 100% calm and collected. Yep. Totally calm.]
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It isn't like him to just not show up like this. Gladio can feel the worried vibes coming off of Noctis, and it has him alert and careful. He frowns at the question, staring at the door in front of him. An Alpha's normal sense of smell is usually very ascute, but like most Insomnian Alphas he uses blockers to keep a tighter hold on his urges, though it dulls mostly his sense of smell.]
Try calling his phone again? Maybe he's not in.
[A sudden family issue could have come up, but he would have had time to send st least one text, right? ]
You didn't do anything to piss him off, right?
Guess you guys get a masturbation reply >.>
He whimpered again as he touched himself more. Two fingers curled within him to press firmly against that spot inside of him before they moved out of him until just the fingertips were left inside, then they were roughly shoved inside again. His other other hand rubbed and pinched and tugged on his nipples before nails dragged down his skin so he could palm his erection. Fingers teased over the head before he wrapped them tightly around it. He pumped himself with a teasingly slow pace, matching the motion of his hand with the fingers inside him.]
More...
[He moaned and pleaded with himself, but he kept the pace. It wasn't the teasing as much as it was...
Thinking about them. Imagining them doing this to him with more than just hands and fingers. It only reminded him that it wasn't enough. He didn't have enough. There wasn't enough sensations, not enough affection, nothing bonding in the act and not even enough pleasure to make up for it. It only made his emptiness feel deeper, yet he couldn't just stop what he was doing.
Quickly, he added a third finger to the two inside of him. He gasped. Not in pain, but in the pleasurable feeling of the sudden stretch. Of course it still wasn't enough. He adjusted too quickly, his body made for something even bigger. He nearly cried again, the frustration getting to him despite the actions that should have only brought him pleasure.]
Please, please...
[Please let his imagination be enough. Just this once.]
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He didn't sound like he was mad last night. [In fact, Prompto sounded like he was excited about going with them last night, so it was concerning that he wasn't showing up without a call or text. Noctis sent another text and after a few seconds of no answer, he gave another call. Just like before, the call only went to voicemail.]
He's not answering... [He looked up at Gladio again. This time he was obvious about how worried he was. The prince knocked on the door once more, making sure to knock a little harder.]
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I think I hear his phone.
[Gladio says, a little sharply at the vibrating noises. Near the door too, which doesn't bode well for either having Prompto, who was as glued to his phone as he was his camera, by the door, or having left it there for some reason. And is that... Prompto's voice?
He puts his arm out, finding his prince and pushing him behind him.]
Back up, I'm gonna open the door.
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[Noctis' brows knit in concern and he paused to listen. He couldn't really hear much, but he knew Gladio's hearing and senses were probably much stronger than his own.
Whatever his alpha had heard, it was enough for him to push Noctis aside. How was he going to ope--]
Wait, you're not going to--?!
[He couldn't be serious?!]
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It didn't seem like whoever was at his door would leave any time soon. He groaned in frustration because the noise kept bringing him back to reality. It kept reminding him that it was only his hands and fingers touching him, and he was alone and probably always will be.
His motions slowed as he wondered if he should just stop and tell whoever it was to go away. He just wanted to stay lost in the fantasy. It was the most he would ever be able to get, and his body was just so desperate and he really wanted to...
But before he could finish that thought and decide what he wanted to do, he heard a loud bang. He gasped and nearly jumped from the bed. His hands flew away from him and clenched at the bed sheets as startled fear broke through the desires of his heat. The adrenaline and pounding heartbeat moved to a different source.
A second later he realized what that noise could have meant. He moved off the bed to tell whoever it was off. Yeah, just... tell them off. Not beg them to... It was dangerous to be around others when he was like this. It was why he locked himself in his house. But he was also positive he could control himself.
As soon as he stood, though, his legs gave out on him, weak as they felt from the desire still coursing through him despite being pushed aside for the moment. He only realized he fell when he stared at the floor, hands bracing him from a complete fall. He cursed quietly to himself and slowly moved to stand back up. He spotted a pair of his boxers on the floor, thrown off of him when he woke up that morning. Almost as an afterthought, he pulled them on then slowly moved out of his room.
When he reached the end of the hallway, he froze. He stared in shock at who he saw. He was dreaming, right? There was no way they were standing there, in his house, right now. The door was forgotten as the glint of desire in his eyes from his heat became more noticeable when he looked at the two he had just been fantasizing about.
Then, embarrassment rose to the surface of his feelings. He'd tried so hard to stop them from finding out what he was, and now there was no way they didn't know. And still all he wanted to do was go to them and kiss them and act out every fantasy he'd ever had of them.
A whine he couldn't hold back escaped his lips and he blushed. Another strong sense of desire shot through him again and once again, his legs gave out from under him. He crumpled to sort of sit on the floor at the end of his hallway. Yet still his eyes did not leave the two standing before him.]
Wh-What are you guys doing here?
[Thankfully, the weak question was all he voiced.]
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Oh no, he's made a terrible miscalculation. ]
Prompto- [Gasped out, and he leans a little on the wall for support, urges surging through him making his knees weak.]
Prompto, I'm sorry. I couldn't tell from out there. I thought someone was hurting you.
[Gladio can control himself exceptionally well for an Alpha, but Noctis is gonna have to take over this conversation for a bit so he can regin himself in.]
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Prom-
[And then he stops nearly mid step. Finally, the scent hit him hard. It was familiar, hot... He was far too familiar with it. In fact, he knew it quite well. It was the unmistakable overpowering scent of an omega heat and it was coming from his friend on the ground.
Suddenly the lack of clothing made sense.]
Ah... [What did he say? Did help him up? Did he apologize for barging in on his friend? Did he ask about his status? That was an incredibly personal question. Plus, omegas were supposedly a rare status-Wait.
... Was Prompto in here with an alpha?
Noctis looked back over to Gladio and saw him trying to keep himself together. He wasn't going to be any help at the moment. He then looked back at Prompto and felt his own face flush. His friend was on his knees, looking up at him, making soft, almost desperate sounds. His face was flushed, and he was only in his boxers, leaving creamy skin exposed. He was still obviously har-
No. He had to stop thinking like that.]
I'm sorry. I was worried that you weren't answering so we ah... [He swallows.] We wanted to make sure you were... okay.
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Gods, this was so messed up.
Still, he couldn't focus too much on every reason why this was bad. Not when he looked between the two guys he wanted more than anything else in the world right now. Not when he saw the hints of flickering desires in their eyes reflected back at him.
Or was he just imagining that?
Screw it, he wanted them, he could still pretend they wanted him back, right? He blushed lightly at the concern they clearly had for him, but he couldn't help the little moan that released itself from his lips at the thought that Gladio broke down his door to try to save him. It pleased his omega instincts greatly that the alpha he desired would do something like that to keep him safe.
He tried to remind himself yet again that Gladio already had Noct, but said omega was standing close to him, looking down at him with what he imagined to be a look more than it was. Noct's concern, while not quite as pleasing to his omega instincts still made his heart pound. Gods help him, he really did love Noctis. Fuck. This wasn't helping to abate his desires.]
I... I um...
[While he loved their concern, he had no idea what to do with their apologies. He should be the one to apologize. He... should have answered his phone? Was that was it was about? He shouldn't have made them worry because now they were here and... and they knew. Maybe if he just told them what he was, they wouldn't have been here either, they probably would have figured something like this. They could have avoided it, not have to sit here and smell him while he was probably giving off all these pheromones or whatever they were.
He should apologize.]
I... I'm...
[He tried to swallow down his emotions, his pain at having forced them into this position, his desires still ever present. His eyes watered again from the frustration and despair at not being able to voice what he wanted to. And from the constant reminder that even so close, he could never have them.]
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Let's get you back to bed, alright? I'll take care of the door in a bit.
[The door is the last thing he wants to think about, and Gladio shares a long look over Noctis' head, a silent conversation had with their eyes.]
You have anyone with you? We don't wanna intrude.
[He really doesn't, but at the same time Gladio wants nothing more than to curl around Prompto and make him give up those little hot noises for him. But he's got a lot of disipline for an Alpha, because as a Shield he can't be distracted by every Omega's heat he comes across.
Even if it was their friend, who he's never had any idea about but he wants to treat him the same way he does his own Omega more and more my the second.]
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Noctis shouldn't have been thinking these things He was... an omega, which meant he probably shouldn't want that, right? He was supposed to only want his alpha. They had a bond, swore an oath... And Noctis did still care for his shield but seeing Prompto now...
Well, he would just have to ignore it. Or at least try to.
Slowly, he took a few steps closer towards the blond and knelt down on one knee. He knew exactly what Prompto was going through. He knew the strong desire to be touched. He knew how desperate he must be for it. ]
Hey, let's get you to bed.
[ He reached out and touched his friend's shoulder. This was either going to make things better or worse for both of them. ]
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The words of his friends filtered through his mind, yet still he couldn't stop leaning forward until he had an arm wrapped around whatever part of Gladio he could reach, trying to keep him close while he pressed his head against him. His other hand had also reached out and clenched tightly to Noctis' shirt. He tugged on it slightly, in response to feeling Noct touch his shoulder.
He tried to bite back the moan from the simple touch, but even that innocent touch felt so much nicer. He attempted to close his eyes, to try and gain some control over himself again, but it was pretty much useless.
At least he still had enough control to answer their questions this time. He shook his head even as he refused to pull away from Gladio, causing his head to lightly rub against him.]
There's no one else.
[It was pointless to try to get control anymore. He would just fail anyway. He opened his eyes and looked at Noctis, still refusing to leave his spot and his hold on both of them. His blue eyes were a little darker from his desire, but maybe Noct would be able to see more? Prompto wasn't really doing a very good job of hiding things like he used to be able to do so well, but he couldn't really think about it enough to care right then.]
Please don't go. Stay with me?
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He can't help it. His arm wraps around Prompto's back, kneeling close to the other. A low growl starts from deep in his chest, rumbling and responding to his heat in a way that is clearly a promise.
But, no. He can't. Unless-]
Noct. [Quiet, the Shield's eyes dark, and he says what needs to be said.] I won't do this without your okay.
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The prince presses himself closer to the other omega. He smells different. It's a scent that Noctis is familiar with it, but at the same time there's something distinctly different about it that he can't describe. Either way, it has him practically burying his face into Prompto's neck.
He's only pulled away when he hears his name. Right. He had to stop getting distracted. He looks over to his shield with dark eyes. ]
I... [Was this really okay? Was this the right thing to do? He wanted this, Gladio might want this, but did Prompto? Was this just his biology or...] If Prompto's okay with it, then I am.
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But then Gladio speaks again and all of the sudden he's reminded of the very real possibility that he could be rejected. He stills, his breath catches in his throat, and not even Gladio's alpha scent could calm him from his fear. He looks at Noct with wide eyes, fear and sadness clear in them, as if he was already expecting the refusal.
The answer he got wasn't what he expected, but it shocked him into motion. If all it would take for his fantasies to actually come true would be to convince them that he wanted it, then he would do whatever he could to convince them. Almost immediately, he answered.]
I am!
[He tightened his hold on Noctis' shirt, tugging on it a bit in his desperation. The heat did influence him, but in this moment, it only made him honest with them.]
Please, Noct, I want you guys. I've always wanted you. Please say you'll stay with me?
[Somewhere inside him, he knew he was asking a lot; they were an already bonded pair. They didn't need him even as he felt like he needed them. Still, he couldn't just not say anything. They were right here. So close, so very close. Any worries over the consequences of his confession were too much to think about in his heat.]
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Eager insistence finally does him in, along with the permission and want from the other two. Gladio nudges Prompto with his chin to meet him halfway into a kiss, torrid and claiming with a promise of working him through the heaf like he needs. It is sloppy in this position but he doesn't care, and when he pulls away he hefts the blond up in his arms and himself back up to his feet.]
Bedroom, come on. I'll take care of both of you.
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But this isn't about him. This is about Prompto and if Noct has to sit back and watch for a while he doesn't mind. It's not like the view is bad.
Gladio pulls Prompto up with him and Noctis tries to follow and keep up. He's got an arm around Prompto's waist and he tugs him gently in the direction of the bedroom. ]
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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.]
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He purrs deep in his chest as Prompto continues to kiss all over, making it to the other's bedroom without managing to be distracted. He leans in and puts Prompto on the bed, curled over him to engage in another messy, claiming kiss. It's a promise. That he will leave his scent all over the other. That Prompto will be full with his knot soon.
But he does manage to pull away, just for a minute.]
Noct, keep him busy while I go barr the door? [It isn't actually a question, by this point. His voice is rough and low with want, and he drags his prince in to kiss him as well, sharing how prompto tastes with him.] I wanna see you kiss him for me, make him ready the same way you get ready for me.
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He kisses his alpha back, opening his mouth for him and submitting. He groans against Gladio' mouth when he tastes something different. There's still the overwhelming taste of his alpha, but there's something sweeter. Something distinctly different that makes him harder and want more.
They pull away and he nods at Gladio's suggestion. He never thought he would end up kissing his friend, especially at the suggestion of his shield, but now he's more than willing to do it. The prince pulls away and moves to Prompto's side. His hand tilts the other omega's chin up and he looks into blue eyes.]
A-are you sure about this? [He huffs before he pressed his lips to the bond's.]
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Almost too quickly, Gladio pulls away. Despite the unspoken promise, Prompto can't stop the protesting whimper that escapes his lips from the loss. But oh. They're kissing instead. The sight gives him mixed feelings. He's both honored and a little more turned on from being able to witness the bonded pair, but then his heat is also making him a little envious. He wants to be included too. And then, for a brief moment, worry flares in his chest that he might be coming between the two, and not in the good way.
But as soon as the worry starts, it stops. He would never let that happen. Besides, they both wanted him, or at least they had both agreed to this. And he wanted them both. Badly. Desperately, in his heat.
He finally released Noctis' shirt, but only so he could slip his hand underneath. He trailed his fingers against his best friend's skin, wanting to go higher or lower or anywhere, really, but he was still happy for the contact. Their kiss ends and Gladio speaks and suddenly Prompto is left with an imagined mental image of just how Noct 'gets ready' for Gladio. He moans quietly at the imagined image, then again at what that could mean for him.
Noct touches his chin and his head is easily moved so that he could look directly into Noct's eyes. His answer is spoken nearly before the question is even asked.]
Yes.
[He moves his other hand off of Gladio and instead tangles it in Noct's hair to pull him closer and further into a kiss. Prompto still isn't experienced, having only the two kisses with Gladio that Noct has seen, but he's just as enthusiastic as he was with Gladio. Almost instantly he opens his mouth for the other omega, licking and sucking and nipping at his lips.
He speaks through little pauses in their kiss, trying to make sure that Noct wouldn't have to ask that question again.]
More than sure. Always wanted you. Wanted you both... for so long.
[And if there was ever a moment when he couldn't get right back to the kiss, he would nuzzle him, or kiss his neck or cheek, or wherever. It was much harder to ignore the insistence of his heat; the 'distractions' were too closely tied with it now to really be called 'distractions' anymore. He squirmed a little, uncomfortable with the way his boxers confined him and rubbed against his skin. But there wasn't much he could do about it, even as he moved his hand from under Noct's shirt to tug at the waistband.]
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(His? Well, yes. Noctis has alwayd been, or rather he has always been chosen for the Prince. Prompto, on the other hand...)
Gladio sheds his shirt and toes off his boots as he makes it back, coming closer. He knows Noctis will do a good job for him as he always does, and Gladio woulf lothe to hurt their friend even if it was just the rush of heat.]
We won't make you wait too long, Prompto.
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]Kissing Prompto is a bit like kissing an overenthusiastic puppy. It's messy and full of energy, but it's so hot. Prompto never stops and Noctis is almost unsure how to keep up. Kissing him is so unlike kissing Gladio. He's used to his alpha taking control and slowing him down. This is the opposite and he's not sure if he should keep up or force him to slow down.
Prompto squirms and Noctis can't slow down for the world.
The prince's hands work their way down where they grope and rub the other through this boxers. He can tell already that he must be aching. He doesn't know how long he's been in heat, but he's familiar with the hot desperation that comes with it. Noctis kisses his way up Prompto's jaw, making sure to lick and suck in certain areas. If a few marks are left in his wake, he does't notice. At least not now. There are words whispered against his skin and the most beautiful high pitched noises coming from his friend.
Fingers slip beneath the waistband to stroke at the cock he finds underneath. He continues to nip at Prompto's neck before he whispers in his ear. ]
Come on, let's get you ready for Gladio. You want his knot, right?
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But then Noct is licking and sucking on his skin and he can't help but tremble and moan loudly. So close to certain spots, but not quite. He feels breathless in his desperation and desire. He hopes marks are left even if they're not really in the right spots.
Noct's hand moves off of him, but only for a moment before he's touched directly. Prompto must be breathing because he let out an even louder moan. Noct's hand feels so much better than his own and he rocks into that hand again. His own hand clenches tighter in Noct's hair, making sure he doesn't pull away.
He shouldn't have worried though, because Noct speaks and Prompto takes that as a promise too. He doesn't actually know what it feels like to have a knot inside him, but gods, he's wanted to for a long time. He needs it.]
Aah, yeeees. Please. More. Noct...
[Please get him ready! The words are hard to say around his panting desperation and moans.
He hears Gladio's voice and his gaze instantly darts from his best friend to the alpha that just reentered his room. He barely remembered why Gladio had to leave for a moment in the first place, but now he was back. And shirtless. It wasn't anything Prompto hadn't seen before, but he'd never get over just how good Gladio looked. And those muscles.
He moved into Noct's hand again. He looked between the two of them, wanting both of them so much. But he couldn't find the words anymore.]
Please...
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Gladio goes through Prompto's aide drawer, pulling out a found vial of lubricant for his personal use, and passes it off to Noctis.]
Don't be too slow, Noct. We'll have time for that later. Right now we've gotta be good to him, very good, and we will, Prompto.
[Gladio's deep voice is meant to soothe, as he takes up a spot at the head of the bed. A large man like him trying to fit with two other people takes up space, so he reaches to the blond between Noctis and himself and pulls him up a little, settling Prompto's back and shoulders low against his stomach.]
Soon, Prompto. Soon...
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[Prompto is hauled to lay on Glaido's stomach and Noctis follows as he continues to kiss the blond along his jaw and neck. He takes the lube from his shield's hands and pops open the top. The prince knows that he should hurry things along a lot more but he can't help himself. He wants to take his time. All the desperate pretty noises Prompto is making are intoxicating. He gives the cock in his hand a few strokes, hoping to get a few more noises out of the other omega. ]
But I am being good to him. [Noctis' tone is playful against Prompto's skin and he pulls away for just a moment to give Gladio a look.] Isn't that right, Prompto?
[His fingers reach lower and he's a little surprised to find that the other is already slick. He knows he should probably start a little slow, but he enters two fingers into the blond, anyways. It's a little tight, but he takes them easily enough. Noct lets out a soft moan as he pumps his fingers.]
Damn, he's already loose. [He crooks his fingers, searching for that spot inside of his friend.] He's practically ready for your knot right now.
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Yes...!
[Was it an answer to Noct's question? Was he simply saying it because Noct had finally moved his fingers lower, teasing at his entrance for a bit before moving them inside? He moaned louder again and rocked against those fingers. In all actuality, it was still teasingly slow, but Prompto would take what he could get from them.
He turned a bit more to press kisses against Gladio. Used to his own scent, he only felt surrounded by the scents of the two people he'd desired for a long time. Yet still he wanted more, needed more. Probably boldly, but too far gone to care, Prompto shifted again, moving lower down to rub against Gladio's crotch. The hand that gripped the alpha's side slid down to wrap around the wasteband of his pants instead. He kissed the material, then licked it. It... tasted like cloth, rough against his skin, but he could feel the heat of the alpha through the material. It was actually rather cool, compared to his own heat, but only in the most pleasing way.]
Yeah, I... I already...
[It was hard to think straight with everything going on around him. But he didn't want them to think they could hurt him. He was so beyond ready!]
I can take it, please.
[He nuzzled Gladio again, as if to prove what he meant, and opened his eyes to look up at him, desperate desire clearly shining in his eyes.
In the next second, that desire darkened more just before his eyes closed again. A louder moan ripped its way past his lips and he rocked down hard on Noct's fingers. It seems the other omega found what he was looking for, and it left Prompto panting and trembling again. He might come again, but while he knew it would probably be better than the little ones he managed to get from himself that left him 100% UNsatisfied, he wanted to wait until he'd at least felt Gladio inside of him.]
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But they show Prompto that he doesn't have long to wait, that they are working on it. The blond is quick to grope through Gladio's pants, paw and mouth at them enough that he finally just pulls them down. The heavy sent of alpha fills the small room and Gladio grasps the base of his cock, well on his way to full hardness from just the sight in front of him.
"Won't be much longer Prompto, promise. I'm gonna take good care of you." Purred out, and with the other so close, he drags the head of his cock against Prompto's face. Shaft rubbing against his cheek and precome slicking the way, aggressive in marking him with his Alpha scent until the large member is resting on his face, Prompto's mouth practically pressed to the hand curled around the base. "All of this is going to be yours."
Managing to tear away his eyes from the sight, he seeks out Noctis, nodding to him. Letting him know to give Prompto everything, that last finger and stretch he needs."
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[Noctis continue working his fingers inside of Prompto, making sure to hit against his spot as much as he can. He knows it's not enough, but it has his friend trembling and making gorgeous noises underneath him. He presses his lips to the blond's shoulders and bites at the skin there.
He can hear the sound of the zipper pull down and the smell of alpha floods his senses. It sends a shiver through Noctis and he lifts his head from Prompto's shoulder. His blue eyes fixate on the the large cock by his friend's face. There's a pang of jealousy when he hears Gladio's words, but he swallows it down, especially when his alpha nods at him. Right. He needs to keep working the other omega open.
He enters another finger. It's going to be a tight fit, but if Gladio is careful, it should be enough. A soft sound escapes from his lifts as he keeps pumping. This is hot, but he wants so much more, now. He knows he should focus on this task alone, should work on getting his friend ready for Gladio's knot, but the prince can't help himself. He pulls himself forward and presses his lips to his alpha's cock. ]
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Then there was movement and Prompto opened his eyes to see Gladio move that material out of the way. His panting breaths picked up more from finally seeing everything Gladio had to offer, from the strong scent that filled the air, from the promising words the alpha spoke. When Gladio quite clearly marked his face with his scent, Prompto gave another moan but it had more of a purring sound to it, answering Gladio's. The omega part of him hummed contently and excitedly, and a little impatiently, but he was finally able to be with the people he'd desired. He would enjoy every second with them.
He nuzzled Gladio's hand in thanks before he stuck his tongue out of his still panting mouth. He licked the alpha's knuckles, then trailed his tongue up towards his impressive cock. At first taste, Prompto couldn't help moaning again. Gods, but he had no idea it would taste this good! He almost closed his eyes again, but Noct had moved and Prompto's gaze flickered to look at him, watching the other omega with his alpha, feeling honored yet again for being able to see such an act, even as his own tongue and lips refused to leave the side of Gladio's cock.]
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Even Gladio himself. Hand abandoning the base of his cock, he puts a hand on each of their heads to hold the two Omegas where they are. His hips stutter forward with a groan and that drags the shaft of his cock over Prompto's cheek, lips and tongue, the head of it kissing Noctis lips demadingly on each thrust forward. He cannot keep that up for long though, because straight heat courses through his veins, and Gladio knows he needs to be inside of one of them, claiming them. NOW.]
Prompto. Up and on your knees.
[He growls out, demands because he has finally snapped. He let's go if the blond to let him up, but yanks Noctis up by the hair to crash his lips against his own, words pouring out of him not a demand, but an order.]
You, Fuck- Be good to him. You're still going to get my cock, but this time is just for him, his first knot. Okay Princess?
[Prompto probably won't need much distracting from the stretch, with how long he has waited already. But Gladio still wants Noctis to help him listen to his needs.]
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[Everything is hot. His whole body is hot with desire and he can feel himself already aching. There's so much he wants, and one of those things is Gladio's knot. His fingers still work themselves inside of Prompto. He knows that he has to prep him open, but that large cock is right there. The hand in his hair keeps him still as it thrusts upward and into Noctis' already willing mouth.
Unfortunately that doesn't last long. Prompto is ordered to his knees and Noctis' fingers pull out.
Noctis hisses when his hair is tugged and he's forced off of his alpha's cock. He lets out a whimper at the loss of contact but then their mouths are crushed together. Words are practically growled out against his lips and there is no way he can ignore them. It's an order loud and clear, and it makes Noctis shudder. The command his alpha has over him (over both of them) is strong, and the only thing the prince can think about is how he needs to satisfy him.
If that involves helping out the other omega, then so be it. He gives a weak nod of acknowledgment.]
I-I'll be good... Promise.
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Noctis' fingers leave him and even though they weren't enough, he still nearly cries at the empty feeling. He holds himself back, though, because it didn't seem like he would be empty for long. The promise of getting what he'd wanted for so long is almost going to be fulfilled, so Prompto quickly moves away a bit. He tears his boxers off of him, FINALLY, and throws it back onto the floor somewhere. Then he follows Gladio's order, moving onto his knees beside them. His limbs feel a little shaky, but they hold. He rests his face against his mattress, head turned to the side so that he could continue to watch the already mated pair. He realizes he's probably on display or something, once they look at him, but the heat wiped away any embarrassment that might have been there from the position.
His hands curl into fists around his sheets, hardly able to wait any more. Once the pair is done kissing and coming to an agreement, Prompto allows the needy sounds to leave his lips.]
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[Gladio praises him gently, hand coming up to caress a flushed cheek, running down the Noctis front before he finally tore his eyes away from him. Prompto's whine is a siren's song, and he loves the sound of it.
Pulling himself up, Gladio moves to settle behind the other, a wave of his hand telling Noctis to go wherever he wants. Though it is pretty likely he will want the best viewpoint of the other Omegas face, or watch him take Gladio's cock. Still in his pants Gladio finds the best way to press up behind the presenting omega, cock hot and hard against his ads, quick to nudge between firm asscheeks to find the hole Noctis had been stretching.]
Nice and easy, Prompto. You just let me in and let me claim you, and you're gonna feel so damn good.
[The head of his cock prods at his home as his hands slide firmly over the man's back, settling on his hips and holding him securely, safely, claiming as Gladio begins to push in, steady and forcing him open around Alpha cock inch by inch.]
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Noctis finds himself moving towards Prompto's front. He remembers his first time, remembers the impossible stretch and burn. Gladio's cock isn't something to take lightly. ]
Just relax. [He presses his lips to Prompto's cheek, then temple and runs a hand through blond hair.] Just let him in and it'll feel nice.
[For the moment, he can do his best to ignore his own desires. He can try to ignore the desire and need to be filled. He needs to make sure Prompto feels good.] You'll be ours, soon.
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Yes, yes, claim me, please, aaah...!
[Gladio started to slowly push into him and Prompto could only clench his fists tighter. Despite the prep, he was still nearly painfully tight. Tears sprung up in his eyes, but he was sure it was more from the satisfying feelings of the stretch than any kind of pain. Besides, his body adapted fairly quickly, knowing that this is what he was made for, loosening some. He was probably still tight, he could still feel every part of Gladio within him, but the pain faded quickly.
Then another inch was pushed in and his body repeated the process.
Prompto breathed deeply, little soft noises leaving with every inch pushed into him. Gladio knew what he was doing because without those hands holding him still, Prompto probably would have hurt himself by pushing against Gladio to take all of him all at once. Noct was helping too, kissing his cheek and running fingers through his hair, talking to him in ways that made his desire sing more within him.]
Mm... yes... want to be... yours...
[He gasped the words out and released the sheets with one hand to place on Noct so he could lean closer and kiss him back again.]
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He growls low from deep in him, both Prompto and Noctis' names on his lips. Each thrust forward pushes his cock deeper into the Omega until he has completely taken it, the base of Gladio's alpha cock just barley swelled up with the start of a knot promising an even wider stretch he would have to take.]
There you go, that's it. You're mine now, ours. And there is no taking that back, Prompto.
[There has been too much waiting already, and Gladio can't do that any longer. Slow solid thrusts become a little faster as he fucks the Omega into the sheets, one hand coming down off his hip to put a large warm palm to Prompto's chest, solid and reminding him who he was with, where he was. The other hand still holds him steady as Gladio claims him so incredibly thoroughly.]
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Noctis' own body is hot and he can feel his own heat beginning. It was making it hard to think, but he tried keeping his head clear. He had to think past the insistent need to be filled and focus on Prompto.
His hand reached forward and he stroked the blond's cock as he continued to whisper words of encouragement against his lips.
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With one hand braced on Noct, and feeling securely held by Gladio, Prompto released the sheets with his other hand and moved it on top of Gladio's hand. When Gladio was finally all the way inside of him, more tears fell. It was definitely due to the pleasure. He couldn't really focus on anything other than the wonderful feeling that most of the emptiness was finally, finally gone.
He whimpered again as his heart silently cried out his love for them. Then Noct's hand moved lower, over his erection and Gladio started moving and it was too much. It was everything he'd dreamed. That cry became verbalized, though it was just a jumble of words.]
Aaah... mmmm... Nnnn... Gggllll.... hah!
[Worked up as he was, he came. It was so much more intense than he had ever been able to do on his own during his heats and he shuddered and whimpered and gave other pleasured noises. It felt so good. They made him feel so good.]
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Oh fuck, Prompto.... Don't worry, there is more where that came from. You're gonna get all of it tonight, I promise.
[It's been a long time since he and Noctis first tied together, but he remembers how long it took to coax the Prince to let him in knot and all, almost the entire heat. Prompto is older though, but just as needy and with the experience between the three of them, they can make it happen much sooner than that.]
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[It wasn't long before he felt Noctis felt Prompto tense beneath his touch. He let out a soft groan against his skin as he felt his hand covered in seed. He's ready to let the other omega take a moment to breath and let his body catch up, but apparently that's not what Gladio wants. Gladio pounds into the other and the prince doesn't know if he should tell him to stop or not. So instead, with his free hand, he runs his fingers through Prompto's hair and presses his lips against his temple.]
Fuck, Prompto. You're doing fine.
[He pulled away a bit before he pulled his hand covered in seed away and brought it to his mouth. He gave it a curious lick before he put two of his fingers into his mouth and sucked.]
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Yes... more... don't stop...
[He pushed back against Gladio as much as he could within the alpha's firm hold. He whimpered again, wanting to feel the knot inside him but unable to do anything about it on his own. At least his orgasm relaxed him a bit, so maybe he could get it soon? He hoped he could get it soon.
But Noct distracted him slightly. Through half-lidded eyes, he watched the other omega lick and suck off his release. It was probably the most erotic thing he'd seen so far. His cock, still hard despite his recent orgasm, gave a twitch in interest and a soft moan worked its way past his lips. He wanted to kiss Noct again, but he didn't want to stop watching what he was doing. The hand on Noct moved lower to squeeze his ass a bit, then moved around to rub at his covered erection.
There were still clothes between them. Why were there still clothes between them? He moved his hand up to yank on Noct's waistband.]
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Despite what people might think, Noctis has been Gladio's only partner. He knows the Prince and his needs without words anymore, so having Prompto like this is different but good. Demanding his knot like this Gladio knows he shouldn't deny him, so he won't. Instead both big hands settle warm on the blond Omega's ass, a thumb gently pressing against one sidd the rim off his ass, full of the Alpha's cock, to gently massage and pull him open a little more.]
Alright Prompto, here it comes. My knot's all yours now.
[He looks up and Noctis briefly, steadying his resolve to keep going with his Prince's permission, because knotting is so very intimate. Pushing in is surely a little painful, but Prompto feels so damn good that Gladio can't help but let his Alpha instincts take over as he does so. Leaning over to bite at the back of their friend's neck as he pushes himself all the way in, immediately swelling so much thicker to keep them tied together and prevent them from being pulled apart.]
Fuck, Prompto...