Noctis is honestly a little surprised that Prompto actually listens. He crouches for just a second to give his puppy a few loving pets that are really half-pet, half-caress. "Thanks, buddy," he says quietly, before straightening up again to face Angeal.
He liked a little reprimand. That much, Noctis thinks, seems to be true. All Angeal needed to do was say a few degrading words and he had Prompto's full attention. Noctis knows by now, of course, what it looks like when Prompto is flustered and turned on by someone taking advantage of how submissive he can be. Which...is the one thing Noctis has never, ever wanted to do: take advantage of anyone. No, he's not like Nyx, or Angeal, or that Genesis guy Prom's told him about. He doesn't really want to flex like that, especially not on someone he loves, and...honestly, he's probably not even capable of that kind of walking sex god thing.
But what if that means he isn't giving Prompto what he needs? Six, he can't even get it right when he's given responsibility for just one person. It's not that he thinks Prompto isn't attracted to him or anything like that - obviously not the case. But watching the way Prompto just immediately melts into a puddle of arousal and eagerness with people like Angeal and Nyx, it's a bit disheartening.
His snarl only deepens when Angeal speaks again. "You think this is about power?" His words are laced with disgust, which may strike Angeal as somewhat of an overreaction. "This is about...about sanctuary. Ugh, forget it." He huffs out a breath, trying to expel the anger with it. It...sort of works. "I wasn't ready because...I don't know, we've only done this once before and I'm not used to it, okay?--whoa."
Prompto is defending him, just like he defended Prompto a moment ago. Which is nothing new - ever since Prompto joined the Crownsguard, he's been looking out for Noctis just like the others - but in this context it feels somewhat different. A bit of the tension drains out of his shoulders as he watches Angeal for his reaction.
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He liked a little reprimand. That much, Noctis thinks, seems to be true. All Angeal needed to do was say a few degrading words and he had Prompto's full attention. Noctis knows by now, of course, what it looks like when Prompto is flustered and turned on by someone taking advantage of how submissive he can be. Which...is the one thing Noctis has never, ever wanted to do: take advantage of anyone. No, he's not like Nyx, or Angeal, or that Genesis guy Prom's told him about. He doesn't really want to flex like that, especially not on someone he loves, and...honestly, he's probably not even capable of that kind of walking sex god thing.
But what if that means he isn't giving Prompto what he needs? Six, he can't even get it right when he's given responsibility for just one person. It's not that he thinks Prompto isn't attracted to him or anything like that - obviously not the case. But watching the way Prompto just immediately melts into a puddle of arousal and eagerness with people like Angeal and Nyx, it's a bit disheartening.
His snarl only deepens when Angeal speaks again. "You think this is about power?" His words are laced with disgust, which may strike Angeal as somewhat of an overreaction. "This is about...about sanctuary. Ugh, forget it." He huffs out a breath, trying to expel the anger with it. It...sort of works. "I wasn't ready because...I don't know, we've only done this once before and I'm not used to it, okay?--whoa."
Prompto is defending him, just like he defended Prompto a moment ago. Which is nothing new - ever since Prompto joined the Crownsguard, he's been looking out for Noctis just like the others - but in this context it feels somewhat different. A bit of the tension drains out of his shoulders as he watches Angeal for his reaction.