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[Nero makes a tiny mental note to apologize for that later. It doesn't help his case for trying to express his love in non-verbal ways, but it's quickly forgotten when Prompto tugs hims closer for a kiss. He stays close as he moves, his lips on his boyfriend's as his tongue pushes past them to seek out his tongue.

If it was confusing before to separate where his visceral response to being physically attracted to Prompto from the heat he felt because of how deeply he felt for him, chroma now added another layer of complexity to it all. He never needed a reward for fucking the person he loved, but things in this city worked very unusually.

His movements are loving but firm as he pushes inside him completely each time until there's a little less resistance and he can get into a steady rhythm. Nero uses his weight and gravity further momentum when he he does fuck him harder. There was no clause in the rule book that said he couldn't aggressively make love to his boyfriend. Besides, the sound of damp skin smacking together when they start to sweat is ridiculously satisfying. He never gets sick of this--any of it.]

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[ It's good, it's always good, and he recalls all those softer moments between the way Nero fucks him. How ridiculous, how sweet. Those are all the things he feels as they move together, sighing louder when it gets easier, less resistance and more delicious friction causing him to shiver, and Prompto nudges him, kissing at whatever he can reach as he pants and squeezing at Nero's hips with his thighs. Harder, tighter.

Please, please becomes his mantra, fingers gently gripping at his shoulder and scratching down his back to clutch at his ass and dig in like it'll help him move faster. And at some point, Prompto think he's forgotten how to breathe, moaning loudly as the hand around his cock strokes faster and faster until he's definitely certain he isn't breathing. His orgasm hits him surprisingly sharp and sudden, no extra attention needed from Nero, and he bucks once, grasping for any hold he can get on Nero when it happens. It's dizzying and so good, unsure what to do for the first few seconds his brain drifts back to him.

Then... then, he makes a lazy effort to help, body completely pliant as he kisses at his mouth and jaw and throat. Prompto murmurs his name under his breath, coaxing and encouraging and aware of the words sitting just at the tip of his tongue. I love you. But all he feels is guilt for not being able to bring himself to say it out loud. ]

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[Nero isn't so far behind Prompto, his breathing becoming more difficult when his boyfriend grips him tight. With his legs, his arm, even his insides. He's not going to last much longer than that, but when he looks at the man beneath him he can tell he's holding back something. It's not difficult to figure it out, though. Even for him.

When Prompto whispers everything but what he wants to hear, Nero feels bad that it doesn't do it. So rather than letting his boyfriend see everything play out on his expression, he stops, kisses Prompto to distract him before asking him to turn over.

It has nothing to do with not wanting to look at his lover's face. Nero loves every inch of Prompto's body, and he'd put his life on that. But he helps position him on his knees so he can slide into him again, kissing the top of his shoulder and side of his neck easily because of their height difference. He silently mouths the words he wants to hear against freckled skin.

It's not much longer after than he's close again, pulling out to finish himself the rest of the way with a few strokes from his hand, releasing over Prompto's ass and lower back.]

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[ Something about this doesn't feel right, doesn't make him feel good, but he's still too blissed out to think about it as heavily as he should, moving with Nero and giving him whatever he needs. The new position is strangely intense to someone who's just come, and he drops his face to press it against his arms, breathing through the way he fucks him until there's that warm rush of release across his skin. Prompto shivers and sags into the couch, trying to catch his breath in an effort to say something. To reassure him. Anything.

But he isn't sure he can, not when he knows what would and still can't find it in him to say it out of fear. He's lost too many people that way, obviously conflicted because... Nero deserves more from him than that. If they're going to make this work — ]

Don't think I can move, [ he says instead, trying to stretch out but wanting to still be close to Nero. They're going to have to shower probably too. ] Will you – [ Biting at his lip, he turns his head to look at him. ] Hold me?

[ Maybe that would be enough for now. At least until he can get his own hangups figured out. ]

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[They kind of made a mess, and Nero knows they'll have to get in the shower soon, but for now he doesn't care so much. He's sure they'll figure it out later. He thinks about pulling away now to get to the bathroom, but when Prompto glances back to look at him and asks him to stay close it's not something he can turn down.

No matter how disappointed or upset he might become, he's not sure he has it in him to refuse a request like that from someone he loves. Nero carefully switches spots with Prompto, but lies on his back so he can pull his boyfriend down on top of him comfortably. His arms settle around him securely to keep him there.

It's really stupid when he thinks about it. He knows Prompto loves him, and doesn't know why he's so fixated on the idea of hearing him say it. He shouldn't need verbal confirmation of something he can already feel, but then again Nero is stupid and doesn't make sense all the time, so it is what it is.]

I strongly dislike you.