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[ never before has alisaie so deeply, keenly known what it is to feel bittersweet.

arriving on hydaelyn again, surrounded by the familiar walls of the rising stones, eorzea's peoples and lands safe, restored, full - is it not what she had dreamt of since first she awoke in that icy pod? since she looked out over a wide vista of stars and attempted to process the fact that her home was gone? mourning an entire world had been a monumental effort, and when the news had come that their homes could yet be salvaged she had never been more relieved.

that relief, of course, had been soon followed by a sweeping despair. they were to return home, and only home, the natha had a duty to fulfill, to see to it that everything was restored exactly as it was, no exception, no compromise. for the greater good, they had insisted, and alisaie's heart had broken clean in two. she had made so many connections, so many close friends, she had carved a life out for herself on el nysa and -

- and prompto. to lose him forever was an ache she could not bear. she had already lost so much, so many, and to lose him.. of course she fought. she railed and shouted herself hoarse, she petitioned the natha again and again, begged, but they would not be moved. and so she was home again, surrounded by familiar walls and familiar friends, but on her clothing she could still smell prompto's skin, the sensation of his last kiss clinging to her mouth like a ghost.

a week of stunned grieving was all she allowed herself, but alisaie would not be defeated. traveling to other worlds.. it is possible, she has seen it done. the ascians, the warriors of the first - all had traveled between the planes, and alisaie was entirely certain, with all of her heart, that his eos was one of the many echoes, the worlds connected to her own by the sundering of the mothercrystal. prompto was gone and yet he still somehow felt so very close, just out of reach of her touch, her voice, her heart.

the pregnancy, of course, had been.. entirely unexpected. the natha had rendered them sterile, but she can only assume that they had reversed it some time before their restoration of their homes, long enough for him to quicken within her womb and leave her with a soul to remember him by, a sweet child with her own dark eyes and prompto's fair hair, and smile, and laugh that breaks her heart to hear. but gods she loves him, this little sunshine boy who thrives on touch and love, who sleeps well and smiles often and gives her the extra drive she needs to work, to finish, to find the way to drive open the doorway between their worlds. it is unstable, and unable to linger for long, it is entirely possible that this is a one-way trip, that she will never be able to find her way back, and that is all that stalls her. prompto is her heart, her husband, the mother of her child - but hydaelyn is her home, her family is here, and the thought of leaving her brother behind forever, leaving urianger, and the scions..

gods, it is nearly enough to unmake her, to convince her to abandon her work.

but they remind her, all of them, that prompto too is her family, that their child deserves to know his father, that if she does not make this step she will never see him again. she will.. simply have to do it again, to find a way to keep the doorway open. and if she has not, at least she has said her goodbyes, she has made her peace, and decided what it is that she needs.

and so that is what brings her here at last, to eos, where the air is thick with darkness, where the aether is in upheaval. gods, this is the home he had returned to? this is where he has been? the atmosphere is heady and oppressive, the roads swarmed with terrible daemons. she had made the right decision.

finding him, however, was much more difficult. finding her way to a well lit station had been difficult enough in a foreign world, and she had learned quickly to arrange her hair to cover her ears, avoiding questions she does not have the time to answer. but soon enough she had learned of him, where he was, and how to arrive there - to a city called lestallum, the last great bastion against the doom hovering on the horizon.

alisaie's heart is pounding when she arrives before the worn wooden door, in a narrow staircase with yellow walls, the paint peeling and the light harsh. she's ruffled and dusty with travel, exhausted and anxious, smelling of sweat and chocobo but once she had arrived in the city she could not bring herself to wait another second before searching him out, finding him. hefting the sleeping child higher on her hip, alisaie presses a kiss to his pale blonde head, taking a deep, stilling breath.

and she knocks. ]

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[ alisaie sure does love reaping the benefits of what she has sown in having taught him to be a strong independent man who is not afraid to talk about sexy things in the bedroom. not that it wasn't cute when he was nervous about every little thing, and blushing any time she mentioned a boob - she will miss those days, in some ways, but.. his confidence is even more alluring. giggling against his mouth, alisaie rocks her hips up against his, arching her back to press her breasts comfortably into his hand. more of that please!! ]

Then you had best hurry up and fuck me..

[ she murmurs, catching his lip between her teeth and giving it a sharp little tug. she may or may not already be wet enough for him.. don't look at her, she's thirsty!! and it's been awhile!! AND the whole hurry-up-and-fuck-in-under-a-time-limit is also kind of a turn on..

but just in case he needs a little help, she jams one hand between them to find his cock. come on prompto jr, up and at em!! ]

[ It has been awhile, and so he won't need much to get aroused, either. Not that it ever does, really. Prompto is a simple boy, and easy to please. They're both eager and putting the pressure on themselves to perform quickly. The last thing he wants right now is to hear Louie calling for them from his bedroom...

But with any luck, he won't get blueballed. A soft groan flutters against her skin when she touches him, his hips wriggling against hers, pressing his cock into her palm. One hand remains at her breast, working her up, while the other slips between her thighs, dragging along the delicate folds of her pussy. Damn, she is pretty wet already...and gods, it's so hot when he can feel how much her body wants him.

He straightens, a finger dipping inside her, while his thumb brushes her clit quickly. As they're on a time limit: ]

Promise I'll go down on you after if you don't come...

[ He knows how female orgasms work now, it's not as easy as it is for him!! And as unfair as it is, his is more crucial to the baby making process. But he wants her to have a good time, too! Hell, maybe he'll go down on her anyway, just because he's a considerate husbando like that. ]

[ ah he is so considerate!! what did she do to deserve such a sweet and doting husband.. alisaie smiles for him even as his hands move over her body with such succinct care - teasing her nipple, rubbing her clit, he knows just how to get her worked up nice and quickly, which is kind of paramount right now, all things considered. they really must perfect the art of getting a quick bang in in the laundry room while the dino nuggies are cooking.. either way, she murmurs sweetly and bites her lip, warm pleasure already beginning to ripple in her belly. ]

That's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me.

[ she says, cupping his face between both of her hands, which means letting go of his cock, regrettably, but he's already pretty ready to go, and they're not here for a handy!! her voice is teasing, but she also means it; alisaie has watched the sitcoms and seen the romcoms where the men don't bother to please their women.. she knows how lucky he is!! and he also isn't wrong. it'll feel good, but they probably don't have time to work her up to a proper orgasm, and unfortunately the gods are cruel and made the female orgasm OPTIONAL. she won't hold it against him, not when it's baby making time. ]

But don't you worry about me, my love, you do what you have to do to put a baby in me.

With pleasure.

[ He really gets the better end of the deal, here, since he both gets to get off AND possibly put a baby in her! Both things he loves to do. Her handiwork (heheh) and his own thirst has stiffened him up nice and quickly, and which his hands on each of her thighs, steadying her, he sinks against her, sliding his cock insider her in a smooth, fluid motion.

He bites his lower lip, eager to savor the warm, wet feeling of being inside her...BUT THERE IS NO TIME TO DILLY-DALLY!!! Soon he starts to roll his hips, thrusting into her, willing Prompto Jr to go off quickly like he hasn't in years. He used to come so quickly, surely he can live up to those good old days again! ]

Mmm...I've missed this...

Me too..

[ she loves their children more than anything in the world, but gods if she doesn't miss just.. having sex just because!! and spending long mornings doing nothing but making love and eating pizza in bed. the good old days..

anyway they might be going for speed here, but that doesn't mean it still doesn't feel nice when he sinks into her body, deep and full; she can feel the heat of his cock, that sweet, sinful pressure, and alisaie exhales in a shiver, swallowing thickly, and humming in the back of her throat.

but this is not the time to savor it.. much as she might like to. prompto is already pumping away like a bucking bronco, and she has to do her wifely duty and help him get there faster!! so she looses her hands from his shoulders and takes both of his hands, guiding them over her breasts, and squeezing. she knows how much he loves the boobies!! and tempting as it is to say something quippy like what, you missed coming in ten seconds? she must keep focused on TASK and not distract him. so she says his favorite words instead. ]

There's my good boy.. such a good boy.. you want to fill me up good, hmm? My good boy can't wait to fill me up with a baby..

[ dirty talk about BABIES, prompto probably has a breeding kink. ]

[ I hate that you have made me realize that this is absolutely true...

But he sure does love hearing that. He loves to be her good boy, and to be told so, in that husky, hot tone of hers that he knows so well. He grasps at her breasts when she prompts him to, filling his palms with the soft, supple warmth, letting her words roll over him. Oh, yeah, that's nice, that's just what he needs... ]

I wanna fill you up with ten babies...

[ ONE HUNDRED BABIES!!! It's true, though. Motivated by the thought of all his children running around, playing together, he thrusts faster, harder, biting his bottom lip as he nears his peak. After a few moments more, he grunts: ]

I'm almost, almost...

[ There. He comes, fingernails digging into her skin, as white-hot pleasure rushes over him, his cry held in his throat. He doesn't want to wake up the kids because he climaxed too loud...god. ]

[ you're welcome for this revelation because it sure is true!! but please don't fill her with ten babies, carrying twins alone was a giant bitch okay, she would die..

anyway, things go about as well as can be expected, she can feel him getting there quickly, clawing his way toward it as his thrusts grow more and more frantic. it feels good, but alisaie is also.. super distracted, straining her ears for the sound of pitter pattering feet. thankfully, there are no pitter patters, there are no squeals or cries, and prompto comes nice and quickly, filling her up. alisaie hums, winding her arms back around his shoulders again.

what a good boy!! alisaie tugs him down with her arms and presses a line of kisses along his cheekbone, keeping her legs clamped nice and tightly around his waist. ]

Good job. Do you think it worked? I think it worked.

[ wanna make bets on pregnancy tests?? ]

[ Of course he would bet on pregnancy tests, except he's going to always bet that they're positive. But that sure was a solid fuck, and he feels nice and boneless, curling around her as he hums out his ebbing pleasure, nuzzling his nose to her cheek. ]

Oh, I think it worked...can't wait to welcome our decatuplets...

[ That's definitely not a word. Is it even possible to have ten babies??? He wouldn't mind finding out, even if she would surely beg to differ. And that would be a lot of diapers to change...but just think of all the tiny socks! And all the baby laughs!! ]

Is it too soon for a pregnancy test?

[ they need HARD DATA ]

If you somehow gave me decatuplets, I would never have sex with you again.

[ because that sounds like pure hell if you ask alisaie.. prompto can have his own damn decatuplets himself!! tiny socks are cute and all, but that is so much poop, and so much barf, and they would just.. never, ever sleep again, and definitely never bang again, so even if she refused to give him sex it wouldn't matter because it would never happen anyway.

but alisaie chuckles nonetheless, slipping her fingers into his still sleep-mussed hair, and nuzzling her nose to his temple. it might've been a quick fuck and she definitely did not come, but it still felt good, it always feels good to have him inside of her, to be this close with him, warm and clinging tight. she breathes in the scent of his skin, and gives herself a few moments to relax. ]

.. and it is definitely too soon, but you will be the first to know.

[ she can pee on a stick in like A WEEK OR SOMETHING. ]

[ It's a nice, warm, perfect moment, as it always is after he comes, even if it was quick. The fact that they managed to get the deed done is satisfaction enough, though now they have to play the pesky waiting game...well, maybe they'll just have to sneak in a few more quickies this week to up their odds, heheh.

Lazily he presses soft, fluttering kisses to her jaw and her neck, his fingers dragging up and down her thighs that are still hooked around his waist. ]

Good, I better be...

[ He chuckles against her skin. ]

I love you so damn much.

[ ah, even more than the sex, those sweet words.. alisaie loves to hear them, so very much. even now, after so many years, they still bring butterflies to her stomach, they make her face flush and bring a smile to her face. who could ever tire of being told such sweet, perfect things? alisaie turns her face against his own, nuzzling her nose slowly, softly against his cheek, squeezing her arms around him a little more tightly. ]

I love you, too.

[ she murmurs, her voice quiet but light, warm, doting. she loves him with her entire heart, her entire self. she loves him enough to have punched a whole between worlds in order to see him again, to keep a promise that she made so long ago, when the natha sent them home again, apart. she would do it all over again. nothing can keep her from him, not time, nor even the fabric of space and reality.

gently, she smooths her hands down his back, tracing idle patterns, before nudging his cheek with her nose, seeking out his mouth with her own to kiss him slowly, softly, but with heat and depth, breathing him in. ]

[ Ah, he's missed this so much, the time to simply just kiss and touch one another, appreciating the other's existence at their side. Even with how hectic their lives have become, Prompto has never taken for granted just how lucky he is that she's here. He's amazed and grateful every day, that she somehow managed to cross space and time just for him. It's something he strives to be worthy of, and someday, when the world isn't such a dark place, they'll find a way to go back to Eorzea.

He exhales softly into her mouth, mumbling: ]

Better fulfill my end of the bargain now, shouldn't I?

[ And with a chuckle, his kisses start to move down, along her neck and collarbone, to her navel...

Which is, of course, when a door crashes open in the hall. Their beloved Louisoix is awake... ]

[ prompto's kisses begin to move down, down, and alisaie feels that heat in her belly beginning to tighten again, sweet anticipation building - she's still plenty worked up from their excitingly rushed fuck, and man, it's been a decent time since prompto has pleased her this way. you know, kids always in the way and all - ]

Ugh..

[ alisaie's groan is deep chested and pained, and she lifts both hands to her face, rubbing her eyes with her palms. TYPICAL!! how nice for prompto to have enjoyed his nice morning orgasm..

scowling, alisaie sits up on her hands, pushing prompto up by his shoulders. ]

It's fine. I didn't need that.

[ she'll just be consumed with frustrated lust all day, NO BIGGIE. ]

[ Ah...this is truly a cruelty, and he is of course sympathetic, even if he did get his morning orgasm. But there's nothing to be done for it now, and Prompto offers her a apologetic smile as she pushes him away. ]

Rain check for later, okay? Don't get too tired tonight...

[ HE WON'T LET HER DOWN. She deserves this. At the very least, they were able to potentially make a baby, which was the goal. Stretching his arms above his head, Prompto yawns and retrieves his pants from where they had fallen, before slipping a light cotton t-shirt over his head. ]

What d'you want for breakfast? I'll get it started.

[ She should have a little more of her relaxing morning! ]

[ he sure seems pretty perky in the face of her pain and frustration!! how dare he be so SATISFIED while she is consumed with unfulfilled desire. but she did agree to this, they set out to make a baby.. still, he got her all riled up with promises of oral!! and he's so good at it!! and the fact that he's so happy is very annoying!! alisaie shoots him a hard scowl even as she sits up. ]

Chocolate chip pancakes.

[ her answer is, of course, both predictable and immediate, but sweet melty chocolate in a breakfast cake is all that can soothe her unsatisfied libido. nevermind that she just had chocolate chip muffins five minutes ago!! ]

And ice cold milk.

[ the better to wash down sticky syrup and chocolate. with a sigh, alisaie stands and begins digging through her drawers. ]

I'll be down soon.

[ He had a feeling that's what she would request...and it's just as well, considering it's his signature dish. Prompto has learned to cook other things since starting a family, but nothing will ever compare with his chocolate-chip pancakes. Except, perhaps, his spaghetti...

Anyway!! He blows her a kiss, really only driving home the point that he just got his rocks off and it was great, before disappearing around the door frame to scoop up Louie and head down to the kitchen to start the pancakes. Soon enough, the aroma is filling the house, and he's got a fat stack ready for whenever she comes down. ]

[ goddammit prompto, he sure is laying it on thick!!!! she's gonna remember this the next time he wants a quick blowie in the laundry room while the dino nuggies are in the oven..

alisaie will remember that

but there is work to be done regardless of her sexual frustration, so once he is gone she pulls herself together and stands, cleans herself up, and throws on some clothes. she must be strong.. and the scent of pancakes beginning to cook is alluring. alisaie stops by the nursery to sweep both twins up into her arms, one on each hip, before meeting prompto downstairs. she shoots him a hard scowl, and then louie a sweet smile, kissing the top of his head. ]

What a sweet boy you are, having your father make me pancakes!

[ louie is getting ALL the credit!! ]

[ Wow, this morning bang was literally her idea, she knew the risks!! But don't worry, Prompto won't forget either. He's as loving and attentive as ever! Even if kids can prove quite the challenging distraction sometimes.

Even with the look she gives him when she descends the stairs, he's still in a great mood, she can't rain on his parade! Before she's even seated, he heaps a pile of warm, soft pancakes onto a plate, as well as a few pieces of bacon. ]

For the lady. Louie told me just how you like them!

[ "That's right, mama!" beams the toddler, who sticks another piece of syrupy pancake into his mouth while scribbling with his other hand. ]

[ it sure was her idea, but he could be acting a little less satisfied you know!! he could be thinking of her pain instead of reveling in his pleasure!! it's written all over his stupid, freckled face.. she feels the express urge to punch a dollhouse to feel better, or kick down a trash bin.

but she can't stay mad too long, not when those pancakes smell so good, and not when louie is smiling so brightly, like a little sun. he's a morning boy, just like his dad.. she doesn't know how they manage it.

once prompto piles up her plate, alisaie bounces luci up onto her hip to push her into his arms, keeping luna perched on her opposite hip while she retrieves two bottles from the fridge, to warm up. those pancakes are enticing but.. the twins must eat first.. ]

Well, lucky for me my boys know just how to spoil me.

[ Thank you for this beautiful baby girl, he sure will accept her!! Prompto presses a kiss to Luci's head and then to Luna's before Alisaie moves to the fridge. ]

There's my bestest girls in the whole wide world...you always know how to brighten my day!

[ He dollops another helping of pancake batter onto the griddle to cook before lifting Luci with both of his hands, nuzzling his nose to hers and making faces until she giggles. He's become so good at multitasking, tickling babies and cooking pancakes at the same time!! Even when one of Louie's crayons falls to the floor, Prompto stoops down to toss it back to him before turning to flip the pancake.

Yeah, he's kind of awesome at being a dad. ]

I'm almost finished with these, so once those're warmed up, I can feed the girls while you chow down.

[ He's still feeling guilty for earlier... ]

[ he sure is awesome at being a dad!! alisaie always knew he would be, but it is one thing to guess at it, and another to see it in action. he was always wonderful with louie, but his dadding abilities have only grown exponentially since not one but two babies arrived. it suits him so well, and she has never seen him happier. where does he find all of this energy?? she does not know, but she is thankful for it.

especially once he is behaving more contritely now, in the face of her suffering. ]

They can have their bottles in the playpen, but if you want to give them their snacks after..

[ that's the messy, difficult part. they're old enough now to sit up and hold their babas themselves, but solid foods are another matter. they're both good eaters, but it takes a lot of time to chop up those fruits and veggies, and luna especially sure does love to spit them back out with mad giggles. making sure they get enough to eat while also not getting covered in splatter is a real challenge!! prompto can deal with that today..

for now, she plops luna down into the playpen, so she can heat up a saucepan of water to warm the bottles. ]

[ Luna sure does love to spit up! Especially on her dad. It's like she knows how much he dislikes it and waits until he's holding her to do it. And then she laughs like it's some great joke!! If he didn't know any better, he'd think Alisaie put her up to it.

After bouncing Luci a few more times, Prompto does the same with her as Alisaie does with Luna and settles her down in the playpen, returning to the last of the pancakes. Good thing they're almost done, because he worked up an appetite! Wink, wonk... ]

Yeah, yeah, I'll make sure we don't have any snaccidents. Right, Louie? Right? Eh?

[ On cue, Louie laughs. They have practiced this. ]

[ ah. they have rehearsed this. alisaie rolls her eyes and drops the bottles into the warm water to heat up. ]

I bet Louie gave you that joke, didn't he?

[ she says, shooting louie a wink behind prompto's back - the boy giggles and nods vehemently, probably lying his little ass off, but she has his back!! alisaie snickers. ]

What a clever little boy.

[ louie beams, his cheeks stuffed with pancakes, and looks at prompto with his chest puffed out, clearly eating up all of the credit without shame. ]

[ Wow, rude!!! But even so, Prompto can't bring himself to take credit away from his son, even if it's undeserved credit!! He steps over to muss Louie's hair affectionately. ]

That's right! Well, it was more of a team effort, but you know Lou is the brains of this outfit.

[ This is absolutely true, Flipping the last of the pancakes onto the glorious pancake pile, Prompto turns off the stove and sets the pan aside to cool. ]

C'mon, enjoy your pancakes already! I'll get the bottles to the girls, don't you worry.

[ wow he sure is working hard to evade her wrath!! and it's working.. now that he is no longer flaunting his great orgasm, her annoyance is beginning to recede - it's difficult to be crabby when you have a cute, doting husband and three adorable rugrats.

when they're behaving, at least. sometimes having children is a little less idyllic.........

but they are all cheerful this morning, no crying or tantrums yet, for which she is thankful. alisaie lifts her brows, and looks toward the pancake plate.. it is definitely tempting her. ]

Well, if you are sure. Be sure to make sure it is not too hot!

[ don't burn little baby mouths!! she knows he won't, but she's a mom, she's going to remind him anyway. alisaie nevertheless abandons her place at the stove to slide into her seat, ready to absolutely destroy this plate. ]