[Prompto is not sure what he'll remember because his senses are being assaulted from every angle- the kiss and its taste, the warmth of being pressed against Noct's body, his all too curious hand wanting to just get rid off his shirt. If he remained the way he was before, he doubts he'd ever allow anyone to take off his shirt. Or that anyone would actually want to do it.
But that doesn't matter now, not when Noct's hand stops just above his belt, sending his stomach and heart right up in his throat. It's thumping so loudly! He nods his head vigorously, cheeks flushed,]
Y-Yeah. Yeah, I am. ...And you?
[Tentatively, he slides his hands from Noct's shoulders down his chest, eyes seeking other's face- is it alright? Or should he stop?]
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Date: 2018-07-12 03:56 pm (UTC)But that doesn't matter now, not when Noct's hand stops just above his belt, sending his stomach and heart right up in his throat. It's thumping so loudly! He nods his head vigorously, cheeks flushed,]
Y-Yeah. Yeah, I am. ...And you?
[Tentatively, he slides his hands from Noct's shoulders down his chest, eyes seeking other's face- is it alright? Or should he stop?]