[ it would probably be kinder if Reno had said any of those things. and maybe if Prompto had told him this in the sober light of day, he would have—regardless of what Reno thinks, it would be safer for Prompto in the long run.
but it's the middle of the night and Reno's drunk, so. ]
uh huh sure uh huh ;)
I like it too. I wanna keep doin this yknow? hanging out, getting to know each other. taking our time with it
[ and the sex, yeah, that too. but Reno doesn't bother putting that in writing, partly to spare Prompto the blushing, mostly because it's not really about that, anyway. ]
don't say that shit out loud in case they're listening lol
[ "lol" but also for real >:| Reno doesn't claim that energy. ]
it's not weird sunshine. I wish I was there too
can I come over tomorrow?
[ they could finish painting, which would probably mostly involve Reno cheerleading and being a distraction. or they could just hang out. doesn't really matter, it's the together part that matters. ]
pssshhh dude you don't have to ask if you wanna come over just come over i'll probably be up anyways
[ because he's got so much pent-up energy that it'll be impossible to sleep for long, and a run around part of the city sounds so good right now. even at nearly two-thirty in the morning. ]
or did you mean like later tomorrow cuz i don't know how hungover you're gonna be haha
[ or a little later, that's just his estimate. Reno's not much the type for hangovers, and also not the type who needs a lot of sleep, even if he will lay around in bed for as long as he's allowed to. ]
think you'll be up? I figured you might
I remember you bein a morning person from how you left me in bed the morning after that one time
๐ just teasing just teasing
[ he's just joking, of course, about the morning after their first time together, when Reno had woken up to find a note from Prompto saying he'd gone out somewhere. ]
i left a note!! i didn't think you were gonna wake up so soon promise next time either of us spends the night i won't go anywhere or i'll wake you up and tell you
anyway all you gotta do is let me know i'll be here
[ he doesn't want to say waiting on him, not exactly, but that's kind of what he's implying. unless, of course, he just makes his way over to his place right now—also another tempting thought. ]
[ he is who he is... he cannot be any other way...... ]
the bed got cold
[ of course he woke up! ]
you can go wherever you wanna go baby. I wasn't really upset, just giving you a hard time
but I won't say no if you wake me up before either
I'll text you first thing when I'm up, okay?
[ putting out his cigarette and going right over to Prompto's right now seems like a pretty damn tempting idea, but Reno's already been too honest tonight and he's not sure if he can be held responsible for whatever else he might say if he were there. tomorrow morning is probably safer. ]
[ he's already got a wall of text ready to go when reno mentions giving him a hard time, and prompto immediately deletes it. that he's so insecure about trivial things drives him crazy, but he really doesn't want to mess any of this up.
he likes reno a lot a lot. ]
you sure you're gonna be okay? i mean not that you aren't just sayin since it's late and you're drunk
gotta look out for each right?
[ and mostly, he's still riding that line of thinking about seeing him. ]
[ Reno reads the texts and he can tell. he can sense it, that what Prompto really wants is to come over, or to have Reno go over there, to see each other even though they just sawa each other, and it's stupid o'clock in the middle of the night, and Reno's drunk and, and, and.
and he wants to, is the thing. Reno's been more honest in these texts tonight than he thinks he has in a long time. ]
makin it hard for me to behave, sunshine
[ he should say no. he sighs, but he's smiling down at his phone. he should say no. ]
[ it is stupid o'clock, and prompto's never really wandered around the city so late before. not on his own, not with anyone else. he wonders if he should be concerned about that and immediately decides It's FineTM when reno asks him to come over.
he doesn't question it again. instead, dragging his fingers through his hair, he grabs his key and is already out the door before he even has a chance to reply. ]
omw
[ a one-handed text, finding the silence creepy enough that he doesn't loiter as he walks. somehow, though, it makes him brave enough to take a stab at flirting without some sort of subtlety. ]
[ the text both makes Reno laugh and knocks the wind out of him a little. it's shockingly bold from Prompto, who usually blushes when Reno even looks at him a certain way. ]
then I'm not gonna behave even a little
[ his windowsill overlooks the street in front of the building, so Reno keeps an eye on it as they text, looking for the glow of Prompto's phone. when he sees it, he watches fondly until Prompto is close enough to hear when Reno sticks two fingers in his mouth and whistles down at him. ]
[ if he had time to check his messages, he really might have blushed a little at that comment. as it is, he's trying to keep his steps even and nearly jumps out of his skin at the whistle from above. so that??? he was definitely not expecting.
the moment of panic is fleeting as he looks up. ]
You scared me, [ prompto calls back, just loud enough that reno is sure to hear. ] What're you doing hanging out the window?
[ he isn't going to assume he'd been smoking, buuuut. ]
[ Reno can't help but laugh, watching the way Prompto startles visibly even from his third-floor window. there's really something about him, something that stirs an oddly protective instinct in Reno that he hasn't felt for years and years and years. ]
Waitin' for you. [ and definitely not smoking...... Reno super subtly and super carefully leans forward slightly and puts his cigarette out on the windowsill. he doesn't drop the butt yet, though (he's waiting for Prompto to go into the building before he does that). ] Hurry up, sunshine.
[ he waits until he sees Prompto disappear into the building, then drops his cigarette butt out the window like an asshole and closes the frame behind him. then he crosses the apartment to pull the door open, leaning against the doorframe while he waits for Prompto to come up the stairs. or the elevator, whatever. ]
[ he barely hears the rest of it, dashing inside and deciding that the practical thing to do is climb the stairs as quickly as possible rather than wait for the elevator. the fact he's a little out of breath once he reaches the top doesn't hinder him, trying to calm his racing heart on his way to reno's apartment. there's really no reason things should be like this, all that excitement curling tight in his gut as he sees him waiting at an open door.
his smile is bright. ]
You know... it's extra creepy walkin' around in the city this late. [ or early? whichever. ] Totally worth it though.
[ he would absolutely do it a hundred times if it meant that reno was waiting for him at the end of it. ]
[ the way Prompto grins when he catches sight of Reno earns an answering grin, slow and a little lazy but sincere nonetheless. there's still a little of the alcohol swimming in Reno's veins, just enough to have him easy as he waits for Prompto to be within arm's reach. ]
But you made it, in one piece at that. Out of the dark. [ not that Reno's surprised. Prompto is so bright, Reno thinks he could chase the shadows away all on his own; there's a reason Reno calls him "sunshine," after all.
when he's close enough, Reno reaches out to hook his fingers in Prompto's waistband, uses the grip to pull him in so Reno can wrap his arms around Prompto's waist instead. he did say he wasn't going to behave, after all. paying no mind to the fact that they're still in the doorway (who's going to see, at this hour, anyway?), Reno presses their lips together, firm but sweet. ]
Uh huh, [ he agrees, though it's mostly muffled against reno's mouth the second he kisses him.
prompto had never figured something like this could feel so easy with another person. he's been comfortable around noct for years now, but that's a different sort of affection. this is a little more complicated, especially when he'd just previously confessed that he liked reno. (and reno had said the same.) it's dizzying, hardly bothered by the idea of kissing him out in the open. he curls his arms around him, ending the kiss with a slight huff as he nudges his nose into reno's. ]
Drinking and smoking. Dude. [ it's a gentle tease, not minding it so much with reno's proximity to distract him. ] I should've just asked you to stay.
[ but this is all new to him, so... he's learning it as he goes. ]
[ the kiss ends in that quiet, amused noise from Prompto, and Reno interrupts him with another quick kiss, unable to help himself. when they pull apart again Reno manages to look at least a little sheepish, although he promptly ruins the effect by winking. ]
I'm a man of many vices. [ and the nicotine addiction is old, deep-rooted at this point. Reno's had a cigarette in his mouth since before he even joined ShinRa, twelve-odd years ago. Prompto has his work cut out for him if he's aiming to break Reno of the habit.
but that's neither here nor there, for now. Reno's arms settle around Prompto's waist as he steps back to pull them both into Reno's apartment. he stays close, enough so that he can brush faint, barely-there kisses against Prompto's mouth as he says, ] But I woulda stayed if you asked.
[ it's just a tease, really. he hasn't the right kind of motivation (yet) to change anything about reno, and what's more, they're still navigating this thing together. still learning about each other. the thought is brief, a rush of estranged fear settling into the back of his mind as he follows reno and returns each of those kisses with one of his own. ]
I know, I know. [ he whispers it, loosening his hold on him so he can cup reno's face in his palms. ] I'm here now, so...
[ there's a slight shrug, something in his body language that says he doesn't know what else to say. and rather than dwell on that, he drags him forward to kiss him firmly until there's nothing else to do but deepen the kiss and hold onto him. ]
[ it's okay, though. Prompto doesn't need to say anything more; what's important is that he knows. that's enough. his hands cup Reno's face and Reno shivers a little at the contact, leaning in to meet Prompto.
and Ramuh, it's easy. it's the easiest thing in the world for Reno to return the kiss, barely enough attention spared from it to make sure they don't run into anything as he walks Prompto back toward his bedroom. objectively Reno is sure this should terrify him, but his flight instinct is dulled, leaving room for nothing but his affection and desire for this gorgeous man in his arms.
the bedroom is dim, lit only by one lamp and whatever light spills in from the living room when Reno nudges the door closed behind them. he finally pulls away from the kiss when they reach the edge of the bed, gaze studying Prompto's face for a second before he smiles. ]
Can I? [ his hands shift, slipping under Prompto's shirt to rest against his skin. they just saw each other earlier, after all; Prompto might not be in the mood for more. ]
[ how they make it anywhere without tripping or stumbling over anything is a miracle, especially when prompto tends to find every hole to fall into. he isn't able to question it, not with reno looking at him the way he is and then sliding his hands under his shirt. almost immediately, he arches into the touch and leans into him; it helps him fight the blush that's threatening to heat his face and the back of his neck. ]
Yeah. [ his voice is quiet, a hum of anticipation and excitement to it. ] You don't have to ask. I wanted to come over before you even said anything.
[ might as well admit it. he hadn't been exactly subtle, and now that he's there, he can personally see to reno's well-being.
when he kisses him this time, it's with an unbalanced eagerness, slipping out of his shoes as he invites reno to do whatever he likes with a pleasant hum. his fingers skim reno's side and slip between them, tugging at the button of his pants and a lot more confident about what he's doing. once is all it takes apparently, and anyway, he figures reno wouldn't be asking if this wasn't something he wanted too. ]
[ the admission, made easily and barely without blushing (except for a faint pinkness in the tips of his ears), makes Reno grin as his hands slide more confidently under Prompto's clothes. he holds Prompto's waist steady as he toes out of his shoes, then pushes his hands up, lifting Prompto's shirt until he can tug it up and over his head. ] Yeah. But I like hearing you say yes.
[ he pulls his own shirt off next, tugging it by the back of the neck until it slides over his head, and then brings a hand up to cup Prompto's face so Reno can lean in for another kiss. his hands skim over smooth skin, tracing with his fingertips the lines and curves of Prompto's body, places Reno knows by sight and now tries to memorize by touch.
when Prompto has his pants undone, Reno wiggles enough to let them slide down his hips, then steps out of them as he gently urges Prompto back toward the bed. his own hands drop down to Prompto's pants as well, first teasingly brushing his cock before he pushes at the elastic waist to drop Prompto's sweats as well. ]
[ he doesn't need much encouragement, sucking in a breath at that tease of a touch before nipping lightly at reno's bottom lip in response. then, he pulls away, making quick work of his clothes. he thinks there's something sort of trivial about them when they're meant to be naked, and at some point in the future, prompto might not mind spending an entire day like that with him. at least he isn't as nervous now, sitting on the edge of the bed and scooting back. ]
Welllll.
[ there's a playful tone to his voice, parting his legs just a little and grinning at reno. ]
I can say yes as many times as you want.
[ and there it is—the blush. he flushes hot and warm, beckoning him with a gentle wiggle of his fingers. it's not exactly a come-on, but he's relaxed and wants to have fun. he's learned to associate those sorts of feelings with reno, gaze sliding over him in a way that's both appreciative and memorizing. (note to self: ask reno if he can photograph him some time.) ]
[ the fact that Prompto can be so shy sometimes and then strip out of his clothes and put himself on display for Reno in the next breath is unbelievably hot. he thought so their first time, too, and it's no less stunning now. Reno spends a moment just looking at him, the flush in his cheeks, the long pale lines of him on Reno's bed. ]
Ah, hell. [ Reno exhales softly, then climbs onto the bed, leaving the last of his clothes behind as he does. he crawls up over Prompto and, with a grin, covers Prompto's whole body with his own, pressing him back into the mattress so Reno can push his face into the curve of Prompto's throat and pepper his skin with playful kisses. ] You're the prettiest fuckin' thing I ever saw.
[ his kisses make their way along Prompto's jaw to his cheek, then to his mouth, where he presses a longer, lingering kiss that slowly deepens. Reno can't get enough, his hands wandering slowly and appreciatively over Prompto's body until finally he pulls back from the kiss to look down at Prompto. ]
[ he isn't sure he'll ever get used to the compliments. some part of him craves them, of course. it's natural, isn't it? to want to have the person you like tell you these things? and it causes him to blush even as he tips his head back and allows reno to have whatever he thinks to take, holding his breath at the feel of all those kisses and the warm heat of his mouth. the desire that pools in his belly causes him to squirm just a little, fingers idly mapping the angle of reno's shoulders as they kiss.
that he can sense reno staring at him while he has his eyes closed must say something. he just doesn't know what. ]
We talked about this, didn't we? [ he teases, pressing a hand to reno's cheek. almost gently, prompto tucks a loose strand of red hair behind an ear. ] But you'll probably disagree if I say you're pretty again.
[ which is just a thing, and prompto certainly doesn't mind it. not really. instead, to distract them both, he curls an arm around reno's neck and pulls him in close to kiss him deep and slow and with every bit of what he feels for him right there in that moment. ]
[ Reno grins at that, tilting his head a little into the warmth of Prompto's palm against his cheek. ] I don't disagree... just ain't used to hearing it. [ but he can't deny it's a nice thing to hear, that it makes him feel a little warm inside his chest as he leans down to return the kiss Prompto presses against his mouth.
the thing is that this territory is new, for Reno. he's not used to wanting to be this gentle. but there's something about Prompto that sets him off-kilter a little bit, something that makes Reno want to take care of him and, even more surprisingly, makes him feel like he might be able to. like maybe his hands are good for something other than violence.
when they pull out of the kiss to breathe, Reno spends a second with his forehead pressed to Prompto, his hand at Prompto's waist and thumb brushing along the line of his lower rib. after a second he shifts, moving slightly to the side but staying close, just changing position so he can slide his hand up the back of Prompto's thigh, over the curve of his ass, his fingers slow and curious about whether Prompto is still a little loose from the sex they had earlier in the day. ]
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but it's the middle of the night and Reno's drunk, so. ]
uh huh sure uh huh ;)
I like it too. I wanna keep doin this yknow? hanging out, getting to know each other. taking our time with it
[ and the sex, yeah, that too. but Reno doesn't bother putting that in writing, partly to spare Prompto the blushing, mostly because it's not really about that, anyway. ]
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who says we can't?
i mean unless we somehow disappear from here or whatever
but i don't wanna think about that :P
it's not weird that i kind of wish you were here is it?
even tho we literally just saw each other not that long ago??
[ if he were to admit it, it's because reno makes him feel far less lonely than he does on any given day at any given time. ]
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[ "lol" but also for real >:| Reno doesn't claim that energy. ]
it's not weird sunshine. I wish I was there too
can I come over tomorrow?
[ they could finish painting, which would probably mostly involve Reno cheerleading and being a distraction. or they could just hang out. doesn't really matter, it's the together part that matters. ]
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pssshhh dude you don't have to ask if you wanna come over
just come over
i'll probably be up anyways
[ because he's got so much pent-up energy that it'll be impossible to sleep for long, and a run around part of the city sounds so good right now. even at nearly two-thirty in the morning. ]
or did you mean like later tomorrow
cuz i don't know how hungover you're gonna be haha
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[ or a little later, that's just his estimate. Reno's not much the type for hangovers, and also not the type who needs a lot of sleep, even if he will lay around in bed for as long as he's allowed to. ]
think you'll be up? I figured you might
I remember you bein a morning person from how you left me in bed the morning after that one time
๐ just teasing just teasing
[ he's just joking, of course, about the morning after their first time together, when Reno had woken up to find a note from Prompto saying he'd gone out somewhere. ]
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i left a note!!
i didn't think you were gonna wake up so soon
promise next time either of us spends the night i won't go anywhere
or i'll wake you up and tell you
anyway all you gotta do is let me know
i'll be here
[ he doesn't want to say waiting on him, not exactly, but that's kind of what he's implying. unless, of course, he just makes his way over to his place right now—also another tempting thought. ]
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the bed got cold
[ of course he woke up! ]
you can go wherever you wanna go baby. I wasn't really upset, just giving you a hard time
but I won't say no if you wake me up before either
I'll text you first thing when I'm up, okay?
[ putting out his cigarette and going right over to Prompto's right now seems like a pretty damn tempting idea, but Reno's already been too honest tonight and he's not sure if he can be held responsible for whatever else he might say if he were there. tomorrow morning is probably safer. ]
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he likes reno a lot a lot. ]
you sure you're gonna be okay?
i mean not that you aren't
just sayin since it's late and you're drunk
gotta look out for each right?
[ and mostly, he's still riding that line of thinking about seeing him. ]
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and he wants to, is the thing. Reno's been more honest in these texts tonight than he thinks he has in a long time. ]
makin it hard for me to behave, sunshine
[ he should say no. he sighs, but he's smiling down at his phone. he should say no. ]
come over?
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he doesn't question it again. instead, dragging his fingers through his hair, he grabs his key and is already out the door before he even has a chance to reply. ]
omw
[ a one-handed text, finding the silence creepy enough that he doesn't loiter as he walks. somehow, though, it makes him brave enough to take a stab at flirting without some sort of subtlety. ]
by the way
no one said you had to behave
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then I'm not gonna behave even a little
[ his windowsill overlooks the street in front of the building, so Reno keeps an eye on it as they text, looking for the glow of Prompto's phone. when he sees it, he watches fondly until Prompto is close enough to hear when Reno sticks two fingers in his mouth and whistles down at him. ]
look up
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the moment of panic is fleeting as he looks up. ]
You scared me, [ prompto calls back, just loud enough that reno is sure to hear. ] What're you doing hanging out the window?
[ he isn't going to assume he'd been smoking, buuuut. ]
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Waitin' for you. [ and definitely not smoking...... Reno super subtly and super carefully leans forward slightly and puts his cigarette out on the windowsill. he doesn't drop the butt yet, though (he's waiting for Prompto to go into the building before he does that). ] Hurry up, sunshine.
[ he waits until he sees Prompto disappear into the building, then drops his cigarette butt out the window like an asshole and closes the frame behind him. then he crosses the apartment to pull the door open, leaning against the doorframe while he waits for Prompto to come up the stairs. or the elevator, whatever. ]
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his smile is bright. ]
You know... it's extra creepy walkin' around in the city this late. [ or early? whichever. ] Totally worth it though.
[ he would absolutely do it a hundred times if it meant that reno was waiting for him at the end of it. ]
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But you made it, in one piece at that. Out of the dark. [ not that Reno's surprised. Prompto is so bright, Reno thinks he could chase the shadows away all on his own; there's a reason Reno calls him "sunshine," after all.
when he's close enough, Reno reaches out to hook his fingers in Prompto's waistband, uses the grip to pull him in so Reno can wrap his arms around Prompto's waist instead. he did say he wasn't going to behave, after all. paying no mind to the fact that they're still in the doorway (who's going to see, at this hour, anyway?), Reno presses their lips together, firm but sweet. ]
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prompto had never figured something like this could feel so easy with another person. he's been comfortable around noct for years now, but that's a different sort of affection. this is a little more complicated, especially when he'd just previously confessed that he liked reno. (and reno had said the same.) it's dizzying, hardly bothered by the idea of kissing him out in the open. he curls his arms around him, ending the kiss with a slight huff as he nudges his nose into reno's. ]
Drinking and smoking. Dude. [ it's a gentle tease, not minding it so much with reno's proximity to distract him. ] I should've just asked you to stay.
[ but this is all new to him, so... he's learning it as he goes. ]
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I'm a man of many vices. [ and the nicotine addiction is old, deep-rooted at this point. Reno's had a cigarette in his mouth since before he even joined ShinRa, twelve-odd years ago. Prompto has his work cut out for him if he's aiming to break Reno of the habit.
but that's neither here nor there, for now. Reno's arms settle around Prompto's waist as he steps back to pull them both into Reno's apartment. he stays close, enough so that he can brush faint, barely-there kisses against Prompto's mouth as he says, ] But I woulda stayed if you asked.
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I know, I know. [ he whispers it, loosening his hold on him so he can cup reno's face in his palms. ] I'm here now, so...
[ there's a slight shrug, something in his body language that says he doesn't know what else to say. and rather than dwell on that, he drags him forward to kiss him firmly until there's nothing else to do but deepen the kiss and hold onto him. ]
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and Ramuh, it's easy. it's the easiest thing in the world for Reno to return the kiss, barely enough attention spared from it to make sure they don't run into anything as he walks Prompto back toward his bedroom. objectively Reno is sure this should terrify him, but his flight instinct is dulled, leaving room for nothing but his affection and desire for this gorgeous man in his arms.
the bedroom is dim, lit only by one lamp and whatever light spills in from the living room when Reno nudges the door closed behind them. he finally pulls away from the kiss when they reach the edge of the bed, gaze studying Prompto's face for a second before he smiles. ]
Can I? [ his hands shift, slipping under Prompto's shirt to rest against his skin. they just saw each other earlier, after all; Prompto might not be in the mood for more. ]
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Yeah. [ his voice is quiet, a hum of anticipation and excitement to it. ] You don't have to ask. I wanted to come over before you even said anything.
[ might as well admit it. he hadn't been exactly subtle, and now that he's there, he can personally see to reno's well-being.
when he kisses him this time, it's with an unbalanced eagerness, slipping out of his shoes as he invites reno to do whatever he likes with a pleasant hum. his fingers skim reno's side and slip between them, tugging at the button of his pants and a lot more confident about what he's doing. once is all it takes apparently, and anyway, he figures reno wouldn't be asking if this wasn't something he wanted too. ]
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[ he pulls his own shirt off next, tugging it by the back of the neck until it slides over his head, and then brings a hand up to cup Prompto's face so Reno can lean in for another kiss. his hands skim over smooth skin, tracing with his fingertips the lines and curves of Prompto's body, places Reno knows by sight and now tries to memorize by touch.
when Prompto has his pants undone, Reno wiggles enough to let them slide down his hips, then steps out of them as he gently urges Prompto back toward the bed. his own hands drop down to Prompto's pants as well, first teasingly brushing his cock before he pushes at the elastic waist to drop Prompto's sweats as well. ]
blanket ๐๐ warning jic
Welllll.
[ there's a playful tone to his voice, parting his legs just a little and grinning at reno. ]
I can say yes as many times as you want.
[ and there it is—the blush. he flushes hot and warm, beckoning him with a gentle wiggle of his fingers. it's not exactly a come-on, but he's relaxed and wants to have fun. he's learned to associate those sorts of feelings with reno, gaze sliding over him in a way that's both appreciative and memorizing. (note to self: ask reno if he can photograph him some time.) ]
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Ah, hell. [ Reno exhales softly, then climbs onto the bed, leaving the last of his clothes behind as he does. he crawls up over Prompto and, with a grin, covers Prompto's whole body with his own, pressing him back into the mattress so Reno can push his face into the curve of Prompto's throat and pepper his skin with playful kisses. ] You're the prettiest fuckin' thing I ever saw.
[ his kisses make their way along Prompto's jaw to his cheek, then to his mouth, where he presses a longer, lingering kiss that slowly deepens. Reno can't get enough, his hands wandering slowly and appreciatively over Prompto's body until finally he pulls back from the kiss to look down at Prompto. ]
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that he can sense reno staring at him while he has his eyes closed must say something. he just doesn't know what. ]
We talked about this, didn't we? [ he teases, pressing a hand to reno's cheek. almost gently, prompto tucks a loose strand of red hair behind an ear. ] But you'll probably disagree if I say you're pretty again.
[ which is just a thing, and prompto certainly doesn't mind it. not really. instead, to distract them both, he curls an arm around reno's neck and pulls him in close to kiss him deep and slow and with every bit of what he feels for him right there in that moment. ]
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the thing is that this territory is new, for Reno. he's not used to wanting to be this gentle. but there's something about Prompto that sets him off-kilter a little bit, something that makes Reno want to take care of him and, even more surprisingly, makes him feel like he might be able to. like maybe his hands are good for something other than violence.
when they pull out of the kiss to breathe, Reno spends a second with his forehead pressed to Prompto, his hand at Prompto's waist and thumb brushing along the line of his lower rib. after a second he shifts, moving slightly to the side but staying close, just changing position so he can slide his hand up the back of Prompto's thigh, over the curve of his ass, his fingers slow and curious about whether Prompto is still a little loose from the sex they had earlier in the day. ]
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