Tales From Insomnia

incandescent

soulmate au. implied nsfw. no, i don't write full-on nsfw.

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You know at least twelve other people from high school who would kill to be in your position right now.

His touch is gentle and reverent as he slides his hand up your thigh and rests there, rubbing gentle circles into the soft skin. His other arm tries to tug you closer (even though if you got any closer you would merge), the remnants of your conversation from earlier in the day were still printed on his skin, as it was mirrored on yours. Slowly, deliberately, his lips find home on the top of your head once, twice.

"I got lucky," he admits into the darkness. "To have you."

What he wants to say goes unspoken.

To have a soulmate who loves me for me. Not for who I am. To have someone who loves Noctis more than she loves the prince.

You smile warmly into his chest.

"Could say the same about you," you say quietly.

Noctis hums quietly. "Could'ja?" he says, voice doubting. As ever, the darkness helps him be vulnerable; it allows him to open up to you.

"Yeah," you say quietly and, while the boy has an ego the size of Eos, sometimes, you know better than anyone how fragile that bravado really is. "I could."

You don't have to clarify that you don't mean that just because he's the prince. He already knows.

You also know he's smiling from the tone of his voice as another kiss finds a home on your brow. "I love you," he says.

"I love you, too," you tuck yourself around him. "More than you could ever guess."

"Eh, I think I have some idea," replies he. "Must be about...a fraction of how much I love you."

You pretend to scoff, insulted as you playfully swat at his shoulder. "Then yours must have to reach beyond infinity. Because that's how much I love you."

"Oh, it does," he leans down. He's still grinning. You can make it out in the darkness, as his forehead touches yours and your noses brush. You can feel his breath fan against your lips as he speaks. "All of that and more."

"That's impossible," you say. "I'm still fairly sure I love you most."

He laughs and doesn't bother with a rebuttal as he leans in even closer to close the gap between you.

The kiss that seals you together is electrifying. You try (and fail) to ignore the jolt that arches through your body and settles between your thighs as his grip tightens on your thigh and hauls it up, over his hips. When you laugh, he laughs with you as he rolls you onto your back and you fall back into his sheets in a tangle of limbs and laughter and love.