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promise it'll be good for you tho

[ Not that Prompto expects a response since he assumes Nero either went to shower or fell back asleep, and since he's not too far from their place, he makes it quickly enough. He pulls himself out of his shoes and wanders in the direction of the bedroom; hearing the sound of the sink, he swings around to knock on the bathroom door and poke his head inside. His smile is soft. ]

How long have you been in here? [ Trying not to judge, but you know. ]

[He’s been in the shower for a gross amount of time to make sure he did the job well. Nero rinses off just as Prompto comes to the bathroom.]

I can’t tell you. It’s embarrassing. But I’m clean now. Even my hair.

[It might have been misconstrued as bragging if he wasn’t just a mess of a human just an hour ago. Nero shuts off the water and grabs a towel to wrap around himself before he steps out to greet Prompto with a kiss (yeah, he brushed his teeth too).]

[ Well, as steamy as it is, Prompto doesn't mind so much, especially when he gets a good view of Nero's naked body before he covers it with a towel. That still leaves his abs, chest, and shoulders to ogle, and if his hand slips down a little when they kiss, it has absolutely nothing to do with feeling him up. None whatsoever. ]

You smell good. [ It's a quiet hum. ] Did you wanna stay in? We could get something to eat and come back. Whatever you feel like doing.

[ And he kisses him again for good measure, hoping it'll make him feel better. ]

[Nero might have stayed naked if he was home alone, or looking to bump uglies with Prompto but he's not sure he would have been able to get into the mood (he would, he totally would).]

Thanks. [Weirdly, being felt up by his boyfriend perked him a little bit but not in the way it usually happens. Just the attention alone was making him feel better, so he returns that next kiss slowly, taking his time as he scoots by him to find clean clothes to put on.]

I'm glad you came even though I was being dumb about it. [Nero stares at Prompto for a moment like he wants to say something else but just bumps their foreheads together for a second.] I should put on pants.

[ He's missed these sweet interactions so much that he almost doesn't mind, leaning into him a little harder than necessary with the touch of their foreheads. ]

It's hard not to. I get it. [ More than most, unfortunately. It's why he's already tried pushing it away so he doesn't have to think about it. ] Do you wanna... Hey, I've got an idea. [ It pops into his head right as Nero mentions pants, and Prompto gently grips the front of that towel, letting his hand slide down a little to palm him through the material. He pushes up onto his toes, sliding an arm around his shoulders as he kisses his jaw, his ear, and softly, he nuzzles against him as he squeezes Nero gently with his hand. ]

If you want to, I mean. You can say no if you're not feeling up to it. [ Because he is definitely going to get down on his knees eventually if he says yes. ]

[He misses V, he really does, but at a certain point bringing it up all the time probably isn't going to help him move past that. Nero is sure Prompto can tell so there's even less reason to vocalize those feelings at that moment.

And even if he was going to say something, the sound that he makes when Prompto's hand travels down to grab him makes it so that Nero is afraid to say anything at all out of fear that there's no coherence. So he nods his head to the idea, not yet sure what it entailed besides more dick touching and towel pulling. Nero shakes his head, drawing Prompto closer against him and kind of shuffling toward the edge of the bed a little.]

No, I want to. [He's already half hard if that's not proof enough.]

[ He follows easily with the movement, stretching up to press another kiss to his mouth and then another. There's something sort of exciting about this, wanting to be close to Nero and also wanting to help him forget about all the things that had happened up until then. Prompto can't really say he knows exactly how Nero feels, especially when there had been something more between him and V considering all the stuff from their home world, but he understands enough that they both need a distraction. He opens his eyes so he can guide Nero down onto the bed, giving him another little squeeze through the towel before he's seated.

Then, without saying more, he gets down onto his knees and gently nudges Nero's thighs apart. ]

I wasn't kidding when I said I missed you.

[ He nuzzles at his collarbone, licks gently down his chest and lower, and as he moves, his fingers begin to loosen the towel to get at his cock and stroke him until he's completely hard. ]

[The feelings are complicated since he did have feelings for him that he couldn't really explain, but at the same time he remembers having wished that maybe it should have just been he and Prompto alone from the start. Now that he's gone he hates that he ever had that thought and it weighs on him even though he knows thinking something doesn't equate to acting on it to make it happen. These were conversations for another time. Or, hopefully, never.

He settles easily, just watching Prompto like a man hypnotized as he moves to his knees and pushes Nero's legs to make more space.]

There are so many ways to interpret that, though.

[Nero laughs, leaning forward for a better view as Prompto gets up higher on his knees to get to his chest only to work his way back down. He runs his hand along his boyfriend's side to encourage him, making little quiet sounds in response to the attention, growing hard and heavy right in Prompto's hand.]

I missed you too. So much.

[ He hums, a soft little sound in the back of his throat at those touches and then just to answer him. There hasn't been much opportunity for Prompto to do this sort of thing, but he likes it a lot more than he probably should, breath a bit faster as he pushes the towel completely away and finally gets to the main goal. His mouth finds the tip almost instantly, slowly working his way to taking more of him in. How it's so easy to forget that Nero is bigger is honestly lost on him, but he makes the most of it, sucking at him almost gently before pulling off and licking down the length of him. ]

You should tell me what you think I meant then.

[ It's said between pressing his mouth against him, head tilted just slightly so he can look up and meet his eyes.

There's a soft warmth to the way he stares at him, a flush to his cheeks since he's on his knees and sucking him off. The warmth of chroma is also there, spurring him to touch more, and he drops his focus to those thighs, smearing a hot kiss to the inner part of one as he idly strokes Nero's cock. It feels like it's been too long since he's taken the time to appreciate him, so now seems as good a time as any. ]

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