fearlessly | IC INBOX @ PRISMATICA

[ It's almost like a dream, to be with her like this again, after so many weeks where he was afraid they might fall apart. They make it home hand in hand, hearts still warm and full, greeting Pea with joy and relief. They shower together, washing away the sand and sweat, but also the hurts and regrets they had inflicted on one another. They dress in warm, comfortable, familiar clothes, together, no longer afraid of sharing too much, of being too close. They are reclaiming themselves, and though the night is deep and late by the time they finish up, he isn't quite ready for bed yet. He still needs to unwind.

So he's only too happy to spend a little more time with Alisaie before they head off to sleep, his hair (and fur) fluffy and damp and his clothing loose and comfortable. His tail wags lazily behind him as he accepts the mug Alisaie presses into his hands, his smile warm and earnest as she settles down onto the sofa.

This is so, so nice. ]

Thanks, sweetie...smells great.

[ And because he's an idiot, he takes a sip right away. It scalds a bit going down, but it is good!!! ]

I said be careful!

[ that isn't careful, prompto!! she sees that flinch. but if he wants a weird-feeling burned spot on his tongue then she cannot stop him.

with her own mug cupped between her hands, alisaie drops down onto the sofa beside him, pressed near to his side. she's spent the last few weeks keeping her distance, shying away from contact, but now it as if a cord has been cut and she can allow herself to feel closeness again, to appreciate being near to him. he's warm, and he smells so good and familiar.. ]

I told you it was hot.

[ she says, turning her head to nudge his cheek with her nose, and press a brief kiss to the corner of his stupid burned mouth, before she's carefully blowing the steam from the surface of her own mug. ]

[ While he would have been more than willing to give her some space if she needed some after how...intense their earlier rendezvous had been, it's no small comfort when Alisaie instead chooses to press right up against him. Prompto maneuvers so he can wind an arm around her, Alisaie's head situated comfortably against his shoulder. His mouth curls beneath her lips, before he rests his cheek against the top of her head, trying another sip of tea after blowing on his mug. ]

Noooot as hot as you, honey pie!

[ Didn't she miss his stupid flattery????

He falls silent then, sipping his tea before pressing a soft kiss behind one of her furred ears. It's a few moments before he speaks again. ]

...this is nice.

[ He missed this. Just...existing next to her, alongside her, in a way that just fits. ]

[ she did not miss it even one iota no..

but she did miss this, yes, being near to him, being near to anyone, really. it's comforting, and honestly.. relaxing. even before norvrandt, alisaie always kept things in, held her head high, always carrying a tension deep in her gut that she never let go, or allowed anyone to see.

until prompto came along, at least, and carefully pried down her walls and braved the fire around her heart. a year in the first had seen those walls raised again, higher and stronger than ever, but somehow they have found their way through them again, broken and bruised and bleeding, but together. ]

It is.

[ she agrees, and takes a long, slow sip of tea, one leg sliding over his to hook over his knee. ]

I'm sorry I.. that I..

[ she starts, then purses her lips tightly together. ]

For everything.

[ Of course, Prompto has already forgiven her. He had forgiven her the moment she apologized the first time, when they were undone in the sands on the beach, but it's still important to hear the words now, too, after they've had time to calm down, when their emotions aren't so wildly rampant. He exhales a low, quiet breath through his nose, a smile just curling his lips. ]

...Me, too. Whether or not I had a point, I...I didn't have to get so harsh, and I-I wasn't supposed to let myself get carried away like that again. I'm sorry.

[ It doesn't matter who was right. He still shouldn't have talked to her like that, and even if he's been frustrated and afraid, that was no excuse to lash out like he had. He never wants to yell at her like that again, with the intention to hurt, to win. ]

I...I knew you needed more time. I'm...sorry I didn't give you more.

[ He would wait for her forever, but he didn't do a great job at proving that. She was right about him, too. He is too needy, and maybe he asks for too much. ]

[ she hadn't apologized to earn an apology in return, so alisaie is quick to shake her head. ]

Gods only know how much time I would have needed. It was unfair to make you wait.

[ given enough time, yes, she.. would have come around. it would have been difficult, and slow, and painful for them both to wait and wait and wait, so even though their argument tonight had been difficult, it was probably for the best. mayhaps it was not right of him to push her, but neither would it be right for her to string him along for moons and moons if not longer, waiting for her to figure herself out.

honestly, there was simply no.. good or easy way through this situation.

they are past it now, at least. she need only be sure that he knows that she is sorry, that she regrets just how long she made him wait, and respects how painful it was for him to hang in limbo for so long. it may have been a year for her, but for prompto it had been only a handful of days since he had a loving, happy girlfriend who cared for him and was not afraid to show it. ]

The moons gave us little enough choice. In the end, I suppose it was for the better.

[ He still doesn't like it, that it came to that at all, but...she's right, too. Whether they liked out it unfolded or not, now they are here, together, touching and speaking and reclaiming who they are as a couple, instead of spending yet another agonizing night apart. Now they can heal. They can work on what they've struggled with, and they can do it while supporting one another.

After another pull of his tea, he sets it down on the coffee table, but only so he can nestle closer to her, winding both arms around her middle now, and hooking his chin over her shoulder. Did she miss his octopus arms in addition to his cheesy lines? ]

...Yeah. All's well that ends well. But y'know, we've got a lot of cuddling to catch up on now...lots of hand-holding...lots of kisses...

[ He's joking. Mostly. But now that the walls are down between them again, he won't be refraining from physical contact, to say the least. ]

[ it's almost.. strange how easy this feels now, how loving him properly again has come back to her like the flip of a switch. mere hours ago she would have shied from his kiss, flinched from his touch, had nothing to give but tense and awkward silence in response to his sweet words.

but now.. now it feels as natural as breathing, like it had once before, a long year ago. her body had remembered, and her heard, but her mind had struggled - now it, too, remembers how to love him, how to allow herself nearness and affection and complete trust. his arms wind around her like an octopus, and she relaxes into them, all of her weight slumping effortlessly against him, though both hands still remain cradling her mug. she isn't ready to relinquish it, even for cuddles.

in fact, she takes another sip. ]

It sounds like you're simply looking for an excuse to be spoiled.

[ Ah, she's caught on to his master plan..but honestly, he's already feeling spoiled enough. Despite how intense their encounter on the beach had been, he would have understood if she needed some distance afterwards, to put the pieces of her heart in order again after they had yelled and kissed and touched. It feels like a dream, to be holding her like this, when not so long ago, even a hand on her shoulder seemed like asking too much. But it isn't a dream, and she's letting him as close as she once did, and he won't question it.

Even if her many tails don't make cuddling as easy as usual...at least they're soft and cuddly too. ]

Nah, I won't charge interest, promise. [ A beat. ] Seriously, though, if any of this isn't okay...

[ He figures it is, or she wouldn't be relaxing against him like this, but still, he wants to make it perfectly clear that she doesn't owe him anything. It's only a joke. ]

[ alisaie turns her head enough to glance at him over her shoulder, her expression sharp. he should know well by now that she would most certainly tell him if this was not okay - she's spent the last several weeks telling him as much, after all.

but she understands what he is saying, and why he is saying it, even if it makes her roll his eyes. ]

You needn't worry. You know that.

[ she says firmly, but not ungently. alisaie would most certainly make her feelings known if this were in any way uncomfortable, he hardly need worry that she is simply humoring him. she wants this. needs it. and if he needs a little convincing, she soon nudges her nose affectionately to his jaw. ]

[ Yeah, he knows right away what a look like that means, and his mouth thins — but it's reassuring in its own way, too. Alisaie isn't the kind of person to lead someone along, or to do something simply for his comfort at the cost of her own. It's just such a departure from the way things have been these last few weeks.

But now, things are different. They aren't back to the way they were before, because Alisaie isn't the person she was then. But she has at last remembered how to love him and show it without fear. She butts her nose along his jaw, and his eyes flutter closed, exhaling a long, low breath through his nose. ]

I sure do know that.

[ He lets a moment pass in peaceful silence before speaking up again. It's been so long since he's found comfort in silence between them. ]

Wanna just...stay like this for awhile?

[ it's good enough, and alisaie soon smiles, her lips curving against his cheek. he needs the reassurance, and she understands that - gods know he deserves it, for being so patient with her, but she can only hope that her continued presence and warmth will be all that he needs to be convinced.

another sip of tea, and alisaie chuckles softly, curling her legs up to her chest and leaning further back against him, her tails wriggling to make room, tickling his chin. ]

Yes, I should say I very much.. wanna.

[ He chuckles softly at the feel of her furry tails brushing her chin — they sure are cute on her, but he's soooort of glad they aren't an all-the-time thing. Comfy as he is right now, they are a little hot...

But he's willing to endure a little extra heat to stay curled around her like this. Hooking his chin over her shoulder as she settles against him. It's so nice just to appreciate this, this nearness, this intimacy, how perfect she fits against him, like she was always meant to be there. At last, he can let all the love and affection pour out of his heart without being afraid, without worrying he's taken a step too far.

And then he just...lets the moment stretch on. He doesn't say anything. He only holds her, and breathes, his eyes heavily lidded, as they settle back into their them-ness that they know so very, very well. ]

[ 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.

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