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Just like me you've got needs

Who: Gladio & Ignis
When: evening after Truth or Dare
Where: One of the therapy offices
What: Apologies need to happen
Warnings: None yet?

This should be familiar by now. Wherever Iggy is, whatever he's doing, the tiger lily that has been absent all afternoon slinks over to him, butting his head into one hip, demanding pettings that rustle the limp dry leaves in his fur dangerously. He rumbles a curious sound, gently tugging at the hem of Ignis' shirt. Leo is a little slower than usual, a little less insistent than he'd normally be. The desert heat is dangerous for all of them but the lilies are struggling far more than the others. If Ignis is observant he may feel a damp patch of fur in the big cat's ruff.

So maybe Gladio had let himself cry over his kitten for awhile earlier.

Gradually Leo will lead him to one of the group therapy rooms, pawing the door open and nudging him towards the cushy armchair beside the desk and Gladio settled on the floor beside it, on his knees waiting to see if Ignis would even answer Leo's coaxing or if he was still too mad to face him.

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"W-T-F dude! Y-Yeah, of course I know all about it! It's not like I'm a little kid, I've seen smutty stuff."

Before they'd left Insomnia. And none of it had been gay. But it couldn't be that much different, right? It was still thrusting. There was no way he was ever going to say he didn't know what he was doing.

"Prompto would explode." He was already exploding without a demonstration. Gladio rolls his eyes, stuffs half a twinkie in his mouth and waits for Prompt's protests to quiet down before he speaks again.

"You'd never even considered dudes until I kissed you, bullshit." He lifts a hand to stop a further outburst. "Look just... I know how easy it is to get caught up in a new relationship and get carried away. Just do me a favor and wait until we end up somewhere we can find something at least halfway decent for lube before you two try fucking? The lotion and shit we've got here is old as balls and not gonna cut it."

He does not want to have to deal with the aftermath of them trying to have sex and not using enough lube and someone ending up torn when there's no way to fix things.

Noctis doesn't blush. Mostly because there's honestly not a lot that he allows himself to be embarrassed by. Shit happened. It was part of life.

But this.

This has the blush covering not only his cheeks, but going all the way down his neck.

"You know we've been dating for less than forty eight hours, right? Trust me, it's not gonna happen any time soon."

Prompto promptly attempted to completely hide his face, discovering some new shades of red as he listened. He was still getting used to the idea of dating Noct, and while he couldn't say that his mind hadn't wandered around curiously - he was a young man after all - he was still playing around with seeing Noct in a new light. They're relationship teetered between friendship and romance.

"Whoa, dude, like, whoa. What would we even need that for?"

"Just a reminder..." Yeah they've only been dating for a short time but they were already a lot closer than most people starting a relationship. The shiny new exhilaration of learning someone new isn't there it's adding layers to an existing relationship. He'd barely been able to keep his hands off Ignis for a week before he'd-

Well... Prompto's question gets a snort of laughter and he shoves the rest of that twinkie in his face to stop himself from snapping something snarky back at the blond. And to give Noctis an appraising look, this was a chance for Noct to either correct Prom or admit he has no idea what guys did together either.

At the current moment Noctis was honestly more concerned as to why this was happening to him. Which god had he managed to piss off so badly?

Actually, he knew the answer to that, but he was relatively sure Leviathan had nothing to do with this.

"Prompto." He's can't even look at you right now dude. He just can't. "Please tell me you're joking."

"About what?" his eyes shot down towards Noct, cheeks puffed up a bit as he felt a bit defensive about this. Not everyone had a parental figure in their life. Having only looked at sexy lady stuff, lube hadn't exactly been a major problem.

Oh gods why this.

This was exactly what he was worried about and why he knew he needed to say something. Better to say it and get it out of the way but this was painful. Still he didn't want to make Prompto feel bad for not knowing so he was doing his best to rein in his amusement.

"There's my point. For one thing there's plenty you guys can do that does not involve fucking but lube is a necessity for sex when two guys are involved and if you're new to it a lot of lube. If you don't take the time to stretch someone's ass properly there's a really good chance of tearing which obviously hurts like a bitch, takes a million years to heal, and there's a lot of blood flow near the surface so you can bleed a lot. Add in our limited resources and supplies and you can imagine how dangerous that could be, yeah?"

He is so incredibly done with this conversation right now.

So done, in fact, that he's pulling that sheet back up over his head and putting his hands over his ears so he doesn't have to listen to this.

Oh, wow. All that sounded kind of painful and dangerous, and he'd never really thought about it before but he was wondering now if being with Noct meant he would just. Not have sex.

That was a bummer.

Damnit Noct, why did you flee without him?

Because his hands weren't doing a good enough job hiding him, he pulled his knees up and tucked his head behind them.

"Okay, okay, I won't fuck Noct! Happy?"

At least Gladio knew who planned on being on top now.

There's a fleeting moment there where his imagination gets the better of him and even Gladio has the decency to blush slightly, clearing his throat and glancing aside.

"Not saying never just... stick to blow jobs till we can get our hands on something safer than shitty expired conditioner."

Thanks a lot, Gladio. Thanks to you he's never going to convince this boy to have sex with him. No matter how much proper lube they're able to find.

"Haven't you traumatized him enough?" He's pulling the sheet down to his neck now, glaring at Gladio through the fall of his bangs.

But at least he's merciful enough to reach up and grab Prompto's hand and tug him down so he can hide between him and the wall.

"No one is fucking anyone."

Prompto went down and just quickly buried his face. Okay, it hadn't been totally useless. He didn't really know about the potential massive blood loss or anything, but now it was kind of worrying. Not that they'd been about to go through with it anytime soon. He was still just getting used to the idea of dating a guy, and wasn't sure if that would even last considering the circumstances. Maybe it'd turn out Noct was just desperate for affection after losing Lunafreya.

"Okay."

He wasn't sure what to say. He wasn't mad at Gladio, he was just way too embarrassed for this kind of talk.

Gladio just runs a hand through his hair, giving them both a look. Y'know what they say boys, if you can't talk about it you shouldn't be doing it.

"Okay okay, I'm done. Just... want you guys to be careful." Aaaand he slides off the desk, stuffing that entire second twinkie in his face to toss the wrapper in the trash can by the desk. He's goin, he's goin.

Did you seriously just deep throat a twinkie, Gladio? Because he is never going to get that image out of his mind now.

He shifts, leaning in close to Prompto to whisper that he'll be right back, before actually hauling himself up, like he's going to see Gladio to the door. And then lock it the moment he's gone.

Once they're out into the hallway, he closes the door a bit behind them, trying to keep Prompto from getting anymore embarrassed.

"Look, I appreciate what you're trying to do, big guy. But seriously, we're not there yet. And when we are, I promise, we'll be careful." A deep, very long suffering sigh. "After I get Ignis to talk to him and undo all the trauma you just inflicted. Did you and Liam draw straws for the big brother talk?"

Nah he shoved that shit in his mouth sideways. It's cool. No need to traumatize you guys more. He's surprised when Noct follows him out into the hall and he takes the opportunity to sling an arm around his shoulders and squish him.

"You're young... not there yet and got carried away can be the difference of one too many kisses. Not judging just.. things happen. So before they happen and someone gets hurt I just wanted to... help..." Because as much as Prompto has told him no he still really does care about this sweet sunshine boy and he wants to do what he can to make sure everything is good the first time they do go there. It's part of his weird slut- no harlot nature. He wants to take care of people and that devolves into a lot of caring by sex.

Prompto's off limits but he can still help a little?

"C'mon if anyone's big brothering at you two it's gonna be me. 'side I dunno that Liam's up for doing much of anything just yet." Please don't mind that all too satisfied little smirk.

You have no idea just how off limits Prompto is, Gladio. That is his precious little ray of sunshine and he will fight you for him.

"You know Ignis already talked to me about this stuff a long time ago, right?" Because of course he had. Ignis had always made certain he was prepared for anything. "I know you're trying to help. Just... next time lay off the graphic detail a bit."

Jesus Fucking Christ.

"Listen, Gladio, I'm glad you had a good time, but I don't need to know."

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