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A Royal Relaxation

Merry Early Christmas @tickleraptorss! I’m your secret squealing santa this year! I absolutely love the Chocobros and was excited to see your prompt come my way. I hope you like it and have a wonderful end of 2022!

Life in he royal capital of Insomnia was not the cakewalk some people thought it might be, especially for certain officials...most of all a certain heir to the throne of Lucis. Noctis Lucis Caelum had no idea just how much of his younger years were spent avoiding responsibilities of the crown until he had turned eighteen. Through hard work, medical science and a bit of luck he had overcome the crippling injuries sustained as a child and was now a rather physically fit twenty year old properly considerable for inheriting his father's legacy.

Of course he didn't do it alone, he learned from a young age he would need to surround himself with trusted companions to help keep him standing tall, and that's exactly what he did. Though he couldn't have anticipated that through their years together, Ignis, Gladio and Prompto would end up being more precious to him than just about anything else in the kingdom. Eventually the four of them moved into the same space together, Noctis citing that he needed Ignis to help with his scheduling, Gladio to keep him safe and Prompto to...well that one was more thanks to Ignis insisting that the blond could keep Noctis happy as his friend, but really it was more like he added that goofy element that just seemed to keep things lively in their large condo.

And such a thing was neccessary on days like today, as the prince got out of the car, met by Gladio at the front entrance so his royal guard escort could be relieved of duty...thank god. His tasks lately were so suffocating, listening to old men complain about policies that benefited the common people, how they should be demanding harsher repparations from the empire of Niflheim over recent petty squabbles. Some of them were also the crafty types already trying to butter up Noctis himself, hoping to gain their houses favor with the future king. It was so exhausting and depressing to see the state of the people who were supposed to have his father's back when leading the nation. "Tired Noct?" Gladio asked as the two rode the elevator upwards, the shield of the prince having this comforting air about him as the royal was able to let his hair down, figuratively at least. He leaned against the larger man, groaning slightly. "It's just a lot today...ugh all those bastards care about is their money and reputation. We narrowly avoided a war and all they think of is themselves." Gladio knew better than most how Noctis hated most of his own duties, but skipping out wasn't really an option for him...not if they wanted to avoid a chastising from the old man...or Ignis for that matter. "Well Iggy was whippin something up last I heard, and Prompto's off work today too so you can have the rest of today to relax huh?" He ruffled the prince's hair affectionately, earning a soft chuckle from the twenty year old. The two would then go on to enter the large condo that the four men all shared, curtosey of the crown of course. The smell of something delicious wafted through the air as they came in, Prompto apparently taking a shower before dinner. Ignis of course, greeted the two upon their entry, calling from the kitchen. "I do hope your recent responsibilities have left you hungry Noct...I decided tonight to make something a bit more labor intensive after all." The prince peeked into the kitchen, knowing better than to offer to help since his own culinary skills were lackluster at best. "Oh um...yeah, famished." He said, curiosity filling him to the brim before a certan blond seized him around the middle. "Noooct you're home!" The only issue with the normally welcome embrace of course being that the professional photographer was still wet from his shower. "Gah Prom come on, can't you fully dry off first?" He complained, though with a large smile on his regal face.

Thankfully for the blond, he quickly retorted so as to avoid a scolding from Ignis. "Hey I'm mostly dry. I'm not dripping or anything, I just couldn't wait to see you!" About now was when Noctis noted that Prompto had indeed rushed out after likely ensuring the minimal amount of drying neccessary, since he was only wearing boxers and not much else. "While blondie here puts some clothes on..." Gladio's voice chimed in, effortlessly lifting Prompto up and slinging him over his shoulder. "You should get in the shower next Noct, take some time in the hot water to cool off, ya know what I mean?" The prince nodded, "Ah yeah, I could use it." He replied, feeling a bit of his own exhaustion creeping in as he went to retrieve a set of evening wear before cleaning up. He didn't miss Gladio dragging him into one of the two bedrooms though, likely to chastise him for running around their place in his skivvies. Just before the rush of water overtook his ears however, Noctis could have sworn he heard the muffled sounds of laughter in the air...maybe it was just his imagination though. Of course, many thoughts were floating about Noctis' head as he stepped into the heated water. For some reason his three partners seemed very much....overly comforting today, in their own ways of course. It gave Noctis some fond sensations in his stomach, the feeling rising into his chest almost enough to ache as he felt like all he really wanted right now was to relax with the three of them, curled up in a cabin somewhere out in the wilds for a week or so. He couldn't deny that more than the others, he tended to crave affection a lot of the time, though sometimes Prompto could give him a run for his money. Once he finished cleaning up he dressed in a comfortable black top, some gym shorts and black socks to keep his feet warm. He spent some extra time blow drying his hair out of course, liking the extra fluff he got from it before making his way out. Prompto, now dressed in pajama bottoms and a tank top, was setting the table while Gladio helped Ignis bring the food over. "Ah right on time." Ignis stated, finally having the chance to come over personally to hug the crown prince. "Welcome home." He stated, before giving a small kiss to the boy's head. "Tonight is grilled barramundi, daggerquil rice and chiffon cake for dessert." As the two made their way to the table, Noctis had to wonder if there was some special event he missed, or celebration he forgot about, but no, apparently the three of them all together just agreed to take the night to relax together. Dinner was a fun and eventful time, the four men having getting plenty stuffed while joking around, soft flirtations being tossed into casual conversation and even a game of footsies under the table with a certain freckle faced photographer. Noctis felt at least somewhat relieved after things began winding down, with he and Prompto double teaming the cleanup duties, he was never quite as thankful as times like this for having a dishwasher. Soon enough while Ignis himself was taking some time to clean up, the other three boys were all on the sectional, watching some random cartoons on the television. Little did Noctis know however, that the tone of the evening was about to go into overdrive. "Hey Noct, you've definitely been in a mood lately yeah?" Gladio piped up, causing the prince to look over and blink. "Huh? Oh well, it's been exhausting yeah..." The prince admitted, hearing Prom chime in from his other side. "Emotionally draining, upsetting, nearly traumatizing?" He spoke with a clearly over dramaticized tone, giving the royal reason to pause his thoughts as he raised his eyebrow. The two of them were acting rather odd, well more than usual, even without Ignis around for the moment. "We figure you can use some tlc, somethin to help you relax and cheer up." His shield stated, the prince unsure as to what he meant before he saw Gladio hold out his hands, palms up.

This gesture seemed rather innocent to Noctis for the time being, as he placed his hands in the others. "I guess...I could definitely use a nice distraction after the week I've had." He gave a soft smile, an expression that unfortunately was replaced quickly by surprise and slight alarm as Gladio's hands closed tightly around his own before raising them up over his head, Noctis forced up into a kneeling position.

"Huh? H-hey what the heck are you-" It was too late for questions, the realization hitting the dark haired young man at the same time Prompto's fingers did. Skittering up and down his now very vulnerable flanks, the blond happily sang out the words he dreaded hearing. "Tickle tickle tickle~" The prince spasmed, always having a weakness that was so easy for the others to exploit. He hated being tickled usually, finding it utterly embarrassing...of course that was usually just when he was on the receiving end. "GEHEHAHA AH ahahaha prohohomptoho nohohHOHO Haha guhuhys comeahahan!" He writhed about almost instantly, tugging at Gladio's grip to no avail. The blond didn't make things any better either, his hands dancing along the very vulnerable ribcage as he made sure Noctis couldn't get his legs off the couch to mount any sort of defense either.

For all his protesting and wriggling around, Noctis noticed that both Prompto and Gladio were tormenting him, and yet neither of them were being overly forceful, just enough to ensure he was able to laugh and not escape. While it was true tickling would never be his preferred method of unwinding, Ignis had always told them that laughter enacted an involuntary relaxed state...so it wasn't like this was the worst thing. "Ah I'm surprised you aren't going after these." An oh so familar voice was barely noticeable to Noctis, before he felt dexterous fingers make a quick dash along his upturned socks. "HYAHah NAha nohoht bohothha Ihihignis hehelp!" The caretaker to the future king walked around to Gladio's side, sporting a bit of casual yet fashionable evening wear of his own as he admired the laughing prince. "Why Noct it's been over a week since I heard you laugh so genuinely. I dare say you could use the break. So why don't I help make things a bit easier?"

Easier!? Easier for whom!? This cruel four-eyes decided to take ahold of his wrists, freeing up Gladio's own larger hands to dish out whatever additional torment they saw fit. And it only got worse from there, with Prompto taking Ignis' words to heart and yanking his legs back until he was partially leaning on the armrest of the sofa. And as Gladio's fingers began wriggling into his taut stomach, the prince felt his best friend start clawing playfully at his soles. "GAHAHAa AHah ah ahah naha nohohoh nahaha this ihihisn't fahaairrhhehahha aha this is tohorture!" He cried out, tugging on Ignis's hold, though not with all his strength. "Now now, I believe it's perfectly within reason to want to help you relax, we do care after all...so long as you don't laugh yourself sick all over the furniture." Ignis was always so methodical with his taunts, it really got under the prince's skin.

Though words under his skin was nothing compared to fingers under his shirt! Gladio making this point very clear as he felt those strong hands beginning to skitter up along his bare abdomen. "HYAHAHAha Hahah ah ahah youhuhuh suhuhckhahahaha hohohh AH AHAH NAHAHAH!" Tears of laughter began to form in the corners of Noctis' eyes, Gladio taking his words as a challenge as he suddenly chuckled with that sinister deep voice of his before his shirt was shoved upwards, fingers scrambling about in his bare underarms. "What was that Noct? Hah if I didn't know any better I'd say you were wanting something more challenging. And here we just wanna make you happy."

Noctis was shaking his head, trying in vain to kick his legs as he felt Prompto's lithe fingers peeling away his socks. His size ten and a half feet mostly bared for the blond as blunt fingernails began to scratch at his soft arches and claw at the plushy balls. "For real Noct, we want you to smile a bit more. You've got it tough enough already ya know? Least we can do is spoil ya with laughs yeah? Hehehe but uh if you decide to get payback, know that it was Gladdy's idea." The prince in peril shook his head quickly, feeling the tears beginning to dribble along his cheeks as his socks fell from his freshly bared toes now.

For the briefest of moments, he felt like his worries were actually somewhat erased by the men he loved so much. Of course this was swallowed up in the storm of laughter from all four men at the hilarity of the prince's predicament. "Tickle these tooooes!" Prompto would sing out. "Here let's swap Iggy, I bet you want a turn." Gladio's voice was next. "Ah how thoughtful. If I recall, our young royal here always had a soft spot for these." Dexterous hands squeezed at his bare flanks and hips, Noctis cackling like some wicked witch when he heard the briefest intake of air before feeling the older man's lips press to his abdomen, right around his navel as he blew a wicked raspberry. "AAHAHAAAAHAHah! AHah STAHah STAHahap enahahaughheheha ah aha ah CHahaha Chocobohoo CHocoohohoho!" Long since decided on as a mutual safeword between the four of them during their roughhousing, the phrase almost immediately brought the tickling to a halt, a soothing palm rubbing affectionately at his stomach while Prompto massaged his feet, slightly reddened from their treatment.

"Ahah...ahah hah....oh god you guhuuys." Noctis fixed his shirt as soon as his wrists were released, Gladio actually using a pocket tissue to wipe away the tears he'd accumulated on his face. "Heh gotta admit, you make quite the cute little tickle target...your highness." Noct playfully slugged his shield in the arm. "Shuhuht up." He retorted, finally getting into a normal sitting position before feeling Prompto practically wrap around him. "You guys are lucky I'm so tired and stuffed...mmph you owe me." Ignis chuckled softly, moving to sit at the far end of the sectional, propping his feet up on an ottoman before beginning to change the television to something they could all wind down with.

And as the films intro began to play, Gladio getting up to make some popcorn despite the massive meal they'd already had, Noctis was left to cuddle with Prompto, making the blond promise to reapply his socks for him before bed. The life of a prince could be tedious of course, but for Noctis at least, his companions ensured that there was never a dull moment.

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