#private dance

I mean, come on, who'd ever say no to such a cute face?

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20yrs and 30yrs

“How old are you?”

The voice is warm against his ear and Prompto grins, grinding back into the man behind him. He can feel the catch of stubble against his cheek as he does and it makes his head spin.

He turns, draping his arms over the other’s shoulder, blue grey eyes gone darker with lust. He leans in, closer than he’s supposed to, even for the private dances, “Old enough.”

The man smiles at him, nice and slow and Prompto thinks he might just break his cardinal rule.

“And how much do I need to get you away from here?”

Normally the question would set him on edge but this man has been in every night for a month, he never touches or pushes or anything and Prompto’s reasonably certain that Aranea trusts him, so....

“It doesn’t cost money.”

He pushes a hand up the man’s cheek, savoring the scruff on his palm, and pushes night-dark strands back, his hips still moving in time to the music playing.

“Then what?”

It’s a purring tone and Prompto dips his head a little further, lips just brushing the man’s.

“A name. Your name.”

There’s a moment where he thinks he’ll be going to bed alone after all and then...

“Noctis. My name is Noctis.”