FFXV Drabbles/Oneshots {📥}REQUESTS OPEN{📥}

To be Loved by the Sun - Prompto Argentum (smut)

Good luck getting through this without cringing...

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"Prompto!" you screeched as the blond's hug threw off your balance. He had snuck up behind you, winding his arms around your middle and placing a kiss to your jaw. He held you securely as you two swayed side to side.

"Yeah, babe?" he mumbled into your hair, his lips just behind your ear. You shuddered against his lithe form, and the blond pressed another kiss to your ear. As soon as his lips parted from your ear, his tongue darted out, the muscle licking a stripe across the exposed skin of your neck.

With weak knees, you turned your head to look Prompto in the eyes, a hand coming up to caress his cheek. You bit your lip, rubbing your legs together as you brought him down for a kiss. You parted your lips, moaning against his tongue as it slipped into your mouth. The muscle stroked yours, and Prompto's arms loosened around you enough for you to turn around, pressing your chest to his. While your hands traced up his chest and grasped at his shoulders, Prompto's fingers danced across your back, before giving your ass a squeeze. Another moan slipped from you, closely followed by a whine at the feel of his cock pressing against your leg.

You were the first to pull away from the liplock, standing on your toes to bring your lips even with the blond's ear.

"Prompto," you whimpered as your fingers tangled themselves in his tresses. You had barely given them a yank before you were plastered to the wall. Your (e/c) eyes met his near indigo orbs, and a bolt of pleasure shot straight to your core at the look he was giving you.

"There are so many things I want to do to you, (N/n)," Prompto growled, pulling you flush against him and giving your breast a squeeze. Your breathy moans filled the blond's ears, prompting him to latch onto your throat. He could feel every vibration, every movement as you breathed.

"Show me," you whined, causing his cock to twitch and strain against his pants. Even through the lust-fueled haze that surrounded your mind, the carnal expression that took over your lover's face was clear as day as he led you to the single bed in the caravan. As he pushed you onto your back, his nimble fingers reached beneath your shirt, drawing the piece of fabric over your head.

Immediately, Prompto's lips were on your skin, sucking and nipping and marking you as his. His lips wandered to the valley between your breasts, his teeth grazing both mounds in turn. Your back arched, pushing you up into his chest, and he took the chance to unhook your bra. The garment was very quickly lost as he threw it. His lips quickly returned to your breasts, trailing tender kisses across each before they wandered down your stomach.

He stopped at the waistband of your pants, fingers hooking in your belt loops.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes..."

"Good," he hummed against your skin, standing. "Close your eyes."

You did as you were told, and as soon as your eyes closed you felt a piece of fabric cover them.

"Prompto?" Your fingers reached for him, and you sighed when they met the cool strands of his hair. He cradled your face, pulling you into a languid kiss.

"It's okay, just relax," he whispered against your lips, pulling back. In that same moment, you heard his belt being undone before the leather was wrapped around your wrists. Prompto strapped your wrists together before strapping them to the headboard, placing gentle kisses to your face when he was done. "You just need to relax..."

Anticipation building in your stomach, Prompto slid down your body, peppering every inch of skin with open-mouthed kisses. His fingers playing with your pants, he lifted your legs enough to strip you to your panties. He kissed his way up your right leg, beginning at the ankle. His lips seared your skin as he approached your knee before switching to the other leg and repeating his actions.