fearlessly | IC INBOX @ PRISMATICA

[ For all the trouble it might've taken them to get here, there's no denying that Amegahara is a beautiful city, unlike one he has ever seen before — and that's saying something, given all the worlds they've been to at this point. The city is rife with things to do and see, and Prompto has his camera ever at the ready in accordance, his memory card already chock full of pictures of the city.

As they have plenty of time to kill now that they're here, it's like something of a vacation, a little getaway. Not that living in Lunatia isn't always kind of a vacation, but this is different. It's a perfect excuse for dates, if nothing else, and as he's still eager to establish the routine of their lives once again, in establishing the normalcy of their relationship.

So he's asked Alisaie out tonight, for a some doughnuts and a little blowing (glass, what did you think I meant). Their first stop—

A little shop called Sweet & Holesome. Hand in hand with Alisaie, Prompto presses near to the glass display case, eyeing a doughnut that is decorated to look like a cake. ]

I can feel myself gaining weight just lookin' at it...

[ Is he still gonna eat one? Hell yeah. He can go for an extra long run in the morning, it's fine!! ]

[ prompto isn't the only one trying to get back to normal. alisaie doesn't necessarily want to be entirely normal, she does not want to forget her time in norvrandt, or let it dull her sharp edge too much for fear of falling into complacency, but living as she was living, ever on edge and focused on threats that were not real was not feasible. she was burning out, self-destructing, and she needs to face the fact that she is here, that she may very well be here for a long time. there may yet be work to do in norvrandt, sure, but at least the worst is over, she needn't worry about the fate of the first, she can focus her efforts here, where she is.

everything has been easier since she allowed herself to break a little.

easy enough that she can be absurdly excited about something so simple as a doughnut, now. leaning into the glass, alisaie is all but pressing her nose to it, sweeping her eyes hungrily over the array of confections laid out seductively before them. ]

They look exquisite..

[ she breathes through a soft, wistful sigh, before she's turning to gently pinch at his side. ]

Yes, I think there is a love handle forming as we speak.

[ Maybe he should have saved the doughnut shop to be their last stop, because he knows just how much Alisaie adores sweets and this will certainly leave her in a good mood...wink wonk. Some of these doughnuts are even kind of...uh, suggestive, not that...doughnuts exactly put Prompto in the mood to get frisky.

But they do put him in the mood to be sweet, and even as she pinches his side, he chuckles and nuzzles to her temple, already grossly affectionate like ten minutes into the date. ]

Hey! These love handles are for you, so you better appreciate 'em.

[ Then, he turns his attention back to the dessert case. ]

So...which one are you gonna try first?

[ First of many, presumably. ]

[ they sure put alisaie in the mood to get fricky!! has he even listened to the filthy sounds she makes when devouring a particularly delectable treat? lewd, i tell you. ]

You ask me to choose a favorite star in the sky.

[ she says, dramatically, through a wistful sigh. ]

I suppose I shall have to try one of each, to be thorough.

[ He sure has listened to those sounds, and probably been a bit jealous, tbh. Pastries get those reactions out of her much easier than he can... ]

One of...

[ His eyes go wide as he glances down at her — there are enough doughnuts here to equal her body weight. But then again, he knows to not underestimate her.

He lifts a brow. ]

Alright, Leveilleur. We'll get one of each, buuut I bet I can eat more of 'em than you can.

[ Gauntlet: thrown down. ]

[ sorry prompto, sugar was her first love.. you mean the world to her, but how can he compare to a cream stuffed doughnut? or a lava cake oozing with fudge? or a fresh, warm cookie straight out of the oven, still soft in the middle? i'm so hungry now..

but she rewards him, at least, with a broad, shining smile when she turns to him, slipping her arms through one of his and giving it a squeeze. ]

Oh, you are begging to be dragged through the mud, aren't you?

[ has he even seen her go wild on a cake?? skinny salad runner boy doesn't stand a chance.. shes already dragging him inside!! ]

[ I'm hungry too, how could you do this to us both...

And yeah, he kind of knew how this would end before he even suggested it, but it's worth it just to see her smile like that. Chuckling warmly, he follows her into the shop, squeezing her wrist before dropping his voice just a smidge. ]

Let's sweeten the pot... [ He nudges his nose to her temple, murmuring: ] Loser eats a doughnut off the winner later tonight?

[ There's really no loser in this situation, but whatever, this sexy doughnut town has him feeling all randy!! ]

[ ahh, it smells even better inside than she had hoped it would.. this sexy doughnut town is amazing. they can live here forever. alisaie is just about ready to lean in toward the display cabinet when prompto offers his little deal. this foolish boy..

her happy smile curves subtly into a sharp, malicious smirk, and she leans up to brish her nose to his ear, whispering - ]

You had best save room, then, or you'll be far too full to lick the whipped cream off of my thighs tonight.

[ lewd!!!!! and confident. alisaie uses FEMININE WILES. she doesn't plan to lose, prompto, so he'd better prepare his gut for tonight when he's got to eat ten doughnuts off of her after she inevitably beats his ass at this!! ]

[ Oh, he loves it when she looks at him like that, even if it's a little frightening at the same time. That's probably why it's so sexy, honestly...

A soft chuckle rolls in his throat, though his cheeks still flush with warmth. Maybe they should just skip the contest and go straight to the bedroom, but no!! They have much to see and do in sexy doughnut town!

So instead, he's going to (lewdly!!!) pinch her behind before strolling right up to the counter to address the foxy figure behind it. ]

We'll take one of everything, please!

[ They're generating the chroma to pay for it right now... ]

[ he's resisting her so well!! not even stammering... prompto is becoming too powerful...

still, she knows she's at least kicked him off-center, and that will have to be enough for now. the clerk looks quite surprised by their order, momentarily taken aback, but alisaie nods very seriously - no, it is not hyperbole, they definitely really want one of anything. the prismal shakes her head, then laughs - "okay!" - and begins preparing.

at last alisaie draws away from prompto to approach her true love, peering hungrily into the glass display. ]

I suppose we shall have to freeze some.. [ ... ] Mayhaps we should get two of everything?

[ She unleashed his thirst and has begun to master the art of not breaking out into hives when talking about sex in public. Maybe he even finds it kind of exciting...but don't get any ideas about doing it in public, Alisaie!!!

Anyway, Alisaie has made it clear that she isn't joking about her request in a very Swanson-esque manner. Getting one of everything might be a little excessive, but as she says, they can just save some for later, and—

What. ]

Two? That'd be, like, fifty doughnuts! There's only two of us, Ali!

[ He was joking about gaining weight but NOW HE IS ACTUALLY CONCERNED. ]

Do you know how many miles I'm gonna have to run to burn that off?

[ stop being a prude and bang her in a restaurant, prompto!!!!

except she's gonna lose the mood, because he is being so weak right now. alisaie sighs and rolls her eyes, and her shoulders and head with them, exhaling hard in a great big sigh. what does she see in this weak boy?? ]

Oh, stop whining.

[ she drawls, standing straight and turning toward him with her arms crossed. ]

If you're too frightened to gain a pound, skinny boy, I will save them all for myself.

[ Look, he banged her on the beach, cut him some slack already!! His bottom lip juts out at her reprimand, but he's still holding out his hands to take the first couple of boxes that the baker brings him. They are past the point of no return! ]

Hey, this skinny ass is all for you, babe. You gotta promise to still love me even if I get chubs.

[ He's kidding...but also sort of not. He's very self-conscious about his body, okay!!! ]

[ not the same!! people weren't watching their hotness. probably. anyway, her eyes absolutely light up when the box is brought forward. and another box. and another.. they're going to have pastries for days!! alisaie is smiling like the sun. she probably never smiles this way for prompto. ]

Of course I will. I mean, someday you're bound to get a little flabby, aren't you?

[ there's no denying that middle-age spread is a thing, especially if your metabolism is predisposed toward the chubs.. alisaie swipes her chroma (or however the heck they pay in this game), and takes the large bag filled with boxes in one hand. turning toward him again, she gives him a firm poke right in the belly. ]

Besides, you don't keep it for me, you keep it for you.

[ Wow, no, he's never seen her smile like that, not even when he told her he loved her. He's pretty sure she cried then??? And she smiles like this for doughnuts...

...But to be fair, they are delicious-looking doughnuts, and he is not immune to their temptations either. As soon as the bakers set the last box into the stack in his arms, Prompto turns back to one of the nearby tables to set them down. The table isn't even big enough for him to lay them all out. ]

Iiiii don't see why it can't be both for you and me!

[ Because, sure, she's right, there's a vanity to it, he likes to look good, but also, he likes to look good for her! He'll allow himself to splurge tonight, but he'll be up all the earlier to run tomorrow! That's justification, baby. ]

So, you gonna do the honors? Count us down?

[ ah, look at all of these lovely boxes full of goodies, just for her......... and prompto too i guess but whatever. alisaie sets the bag down beside her feet, then sits down across from him, her hands poised over the box, ready to open it, when she pauses. ]

Count us down? What do you mean?

[ is this some weird doughnut ritual in eos?? ]

[ He pauses mid-reaching for a doughnut, casting her a look. ]

To start the competition! I mean, we're doing this, like, hotdog-contest-eating style, right? It's not just how many you eat, but how fast you eat!

[ He may be the one more concerned about his figure, but he also is a boy and can have a bottomless pit for a stomach... ]

[ alisaie looks starkly offended, as if she just witnessed him kicking a puppy. ]

What? And waste the wonderful flavor? The delectable texture? I will not allow you to defile these lovely pastries in this way.

[ he dares to compare these lovingly crafted perfect treats to hotdogs?? ]

[ He wasn't comparing the taste, just the nature of their competition!! His brow flattens into a line. ]

Wait...we're gonna be here awhile, aren't we?

[ If they're really gonna eat all these donuts and not even do it quickly... ]

Mayhaps.

[ she seems 100% ready to sit her ass here all day eating pastries tbh, but she sees that flat expression!! and she will take pity. ]

We can take them home instead, if you like.

[ but she's definitely gonna stuff one in her face along the way... maybe two. or three. depending on how long the walk back is. ]

Wellllll...I kinda had an idea of something we could do after eating doughnuts, but if you wanna go back now...

[ He really should have played his cards better here by taking her to get doughnuts before going glassblowing. His plan was not very well thought-out! ]

What d'you think? Fancy yourself an artisan, Alisaie?

[ ah.. yeah they should probably have worked up an appetite for doughnuts through some hardy glass blowing, but alas. instead she's going to be thinking about her sweet treats the whole time.. but for the sake of their comfortable deito she will try not to think about them too much.

not that she knows what he has planned anyway.. ]

An artisan? Hardly.

[ Look, he's not saying that can't eat any now, just that maybe they shouldn't gorge themselves...though does he trust her to know when to stop... ]

Weeeeeell, if you wanna try anyway, I booked us a class doing this...glassblowing thingy? Dunno, it seemed pretty cool.

[ He's try to sound casual about it so she doesn't feel pressured, but it's clear he's restraining himself. It sounds like a really cute date, okay...!!! ]

[ well alisaie has certainly never tried glassblowing before, but she does know what it is, of course, it's at like every renaissance faire so it must be ye oldey. mostly, though, she's just touched that he would go out of his way to plan something nice for them to do together. not that they don't go on cute dates all the time, but they're usually spontaneous. it's cute when he thinks ahead for them.

her smile warms. ]

Well, I cannot guarantee that I will show any great aptitude, but I would love to try, yes.

[ it does in fact seem pretty cool!! ]

[ Hey, it's not like Prompto is any great artisan when he's not behind a camera, so at least if she fails at it, they fail together, most likely. In any case, at her response, his smile positively beams — he had a feeling she might be into the idea, if only because it is a little more structured than how they usual do their dates. ]

Great! Don't worry, I bet you're a natural at blowin'. [ ... ] But first —

[ He opens the top box of doughnuts on the table, before picking it up and turning to face her with it. ]

It'd be a shame to leave without trying one first, don't you think?

action; foxy daito time

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