princeofnight | MEME: Catch All

“I win,” Noctis panted as he straddled Gadio’s chest with his sword pressed against his shield’s throat. The fight had been fun but long, weapons coming into play soon after it had started. The prince was flushed and had a smug grin on his face as he looked down at Gladio.

“Say it.”

Well fuck, this was weird. To be in this position. Gladio had been trying so damn hard too, because he did think the throne was going to get them into massive trouble. But he could not deny the truth.

"You win."

The grin just grew at Gladio’s words and the sword disappeared into the air. Noctis leaned down and kissed Gladio, enjoying his win.

He earned the win, through a lot of hard work. Honestly, Gladio was quite proud of him when it came right down to it. Because this was Noctis, doing his best to win a fight. But it also meant he'd had to practice to win. Which meant working on his sword play.

So he let his Prince have the kiss, his arms wrapping around Noctis to hold him close. Maybe he could distract Noctis and keep him in this room.

Noctis had worked on his sword play because he very much wanted to have sex in the throne room and he thought Gladio would never change his mind. Though Noctis definitely wouldn’t have been sad if he had lost because being tied to his bed at Gladio’s mercy definitely was on par with having sex in the throne room.

Noctis kissed Gladio deep, licking into his mouth as he shifted and laid out on top of his Shield. His hands ran through Gladio’s hair before Noctis gave it a gentle tug and pulled up a little so he could look down at the older male.

“Come on. The Court isn’t in session today and my father went to some celebration. Tonight is the perfect time.”

The kiss was good, burning,a nd he wanted it quite a bit. Wanted it and wanted to pull Noct's clothes off, wanting him. But... Shit, did he have to do that. Gladio sighed.

"Yeah, I know, you won. Just, if we get caught, I blame you>"

“Blame away,” Noctis said grinning like a cat that had caught a canary. “But I will make it worth any trouble we might get into.” Noctis leaned down again and gave Gladio a gentle but quick kiss before he was up off of the older male.

Noctis offered his hand to Gladio.

"You hope," Gladio mumbles as he stands. No, this time he's not taking hte hand. There is so much risk here.

"How long until people are due around?"

“You made a deal with my Gladio.” Noctis dropped his hand when the older male didn’t take it as hell to get up. He was still grinning from ear to ear.

“No one should be back till tomorrow. I did think this threw.”

Yeah, he did.

"Alright then. But you've got to figure out how to drive off any guards that might be around."

“An order from their Prince should work, right?” Noctis asked, smirking a little as he made his way towards the door of the training room knowing Gladio would follow.

“So…. do you want to take me over the arm of the throne… or be sitting in it and I ride you? Or both?” Because Noctis had been thinking about this for a while.

"Perhaps," Gladio says, and of course, he absolutely was following. But he's doing his best to stay calm here.

"Is this really the time to talk about this? People could walk by."

“An order and a sock on the door handle should do it,” Noctis said, tormenting Gladio a little bit because the younger male enjoyed it. He would proudly claim responsibility for any early white hair Gladio might get in the future.

“Well those are your two options. Think about it.”

Gladio snorted in amusement. In spite of himself, he found that amusing. But no, he didn't think that would work at all. No doubt Noctis was going to make him go gray. Maybe in response he should shave his head like his father did.

"Order then. But that's as much as I'm involved in sending them away."

“I meant you have two options for positions. Think about them. I’ll handle the guards,” Noctis said, shaking his head as they grew closer and closer to the throne room. There wasn’t a heavy guard presence because the king was out and the council wasn’t in that day. Honestly Noctis had planned this little bet and adventure pretty well.

Again he made an amused noise, remembering a movie that he'd once watched with the Prince. But quoting Fifth Element at someone was just never the way to get laid in his opinion.

"As you wish."

But quoting the Princess Bride was the better option? Noctis gave Gladio a look, a raised eyebrow, before looking back to where they were heading. It didn’t take them long to get to the throne room.

With an order in his ‘Prince voice’ Noctis sent the guards away saying that Gladio needed to double check security or something and they didn’t need the guards getting in the way.

Once they were inside, Noctis closed the large doors, and locked them. He turned to take in the large throne room where he would sit one day as King, Gladio would be on his council not as his Shield but a fellow Nobel.

"Come on, big guy."

Of course it was. It was all about a man saving the royal he loved and knowing that he'd be taking her back where she belonged. Well, untli you discover that the Prince is evil.

It's a long hall to the throne, though, and Gladio watches, his eyes darting around thoughtfully. Maybe one day they'd be able to do this without getting in trouble too.

"Surprised you want anything to do with the throne right now."

“Well what I want to do on the throne isn’t very princely, now is it?” Noctis pointed out as he headed for the throne, heading up the steps without hesitation. Gladio was right though. Noctis tended to avoid this room the most but he had gotten the idea of having sex on the throne when it wasn’t his throne and Noctis just couldn’t get it out of his head.

Well, Gladio had lost. Ain't much he could do about that. Gladio followed after the other, light on his feet up the stairs.

"You bring stuff, to keep this all clean?"

“Mmmmm no,” Noctis said with a shrug of a shoulder. He hadn’t thought that far. He had only thought of the exciting part and not what comes after it. “Don’t want to get the throne dirty?”

Of course not. Gladio sighed.

"No, not really. I'd really rather not get lectured for desecration of royal property."

“Little too late for that, isn’t it?” Noctis asked, smirking like a cat that had caught the canary. “Or do I need to remind you of all the things we’ve done together?” Noctis’ smirk just grew as he continued to climb the stairs.

"You're no one's property," Gladio corrected as he followed his prince. Once more into I imagined dangers. "So that's not a good point."

“I’m property of the throne,” Noctis corrected as they finally reached the throne. He paused in front of it, taking in what would be his seat one day. He frowned at that thought. “I’m property of the Lucis bloodline. I’m not a free person, Gladio. I don’t get to make my own choices.”

"The throne is a future property of yours," Gladio countered as he moved to lay his hand on Noctis's line. Please, don't do that.

"You're free, this is your choice."

From this thread

..you wouldn't?

No, I wouldn't.

Oh.

You want to cuddle me?

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