[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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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...