#final fantasy xv smut

[ahdenyadahling]

Final Fantasy XV - Fate & Destiny

Chapter Fourteen- Part One

notes: prelude to smut/mild language

Chapter Fourteen: Instructions

I was rudely awakened the next morning by Gladio kicking my foot. As my vision focused and I sat up, rubbing at my sore shoulders, I saw that he was already dressed. Well, as dressed as Gladio ever got.

“Come on, lazy bones. We haven’t trained in a few days. I’ll let you take your frustrations out on me,” he leaned closer and whispered, “Sexual or otherwise.”

“Why you—” my eyebrows furrowed in offense and he laughed to himself as he exited the camper.

I used the bathroom, brushing my teeth with one hand, roughly brushing my hair with the other. I tied my shoulder-length purplish hair into a ponytail so I would have no distractions before I headed outside.

The morning was cool but more rain clouds threatened to burst overhead. I joined Gladio in doing our morning stretches, but he still had a cocky smile on his face as if pleasing my mother had been a competition that he had won. I was still agitated and slighted that she had sided with him. After warming up our muscles, we found an area between the camper and the road for weapons practice. He summoned his shield while I called forth my new lance. I advanced on him hard, and he blocked, taking a step back, unprepared for the fury I still felt over being embarrassed yesterday. I advanced again, but rolled behind him, pushing him in the back with the tip of the lance. I got a hit on him, finally. He turned toward me, this time, his smile forced.

“Fight me,” I told him.

He summoned his great sword, his eyes never wavering from mine. “You really want to do this?”

I nodded, and he rushed toward me, but I watched his moves. With that big of a sword, his movements were slow, and I easily parried his attacks. After a couple of blocks though, I realized he was still going easy on me.

“I said fight me!” I yelled, my voice carrying over the quiet courtyard.

This time, Gladio came at me, the sword slashing through the air faster than I had ever seen, the weapon seemed a blur. I still blocked and parried, advanced, and within that frenzy, I realized perhaps he was right. There was a tension between us, and I imagined us kissing every time our weapons clashed. It nearly distracted me, but this time, I would not lose to him. As he wound up for a strong hit, I switched to my whip and lashed it around his ankles, pulling hard. Gladio fell, back first onto the hard ground, grunting with discomfort. With the lance summoned again, I straddled him, holding the weapon longways above his throat. “I win.”

He dispelled his weapon, and to my annoyance, found that he was grinning at me, a strange look in his eyes. “Our son is going to be the best goddamn Shield ever.”

My proud smile slipped away, as did my weapon, and I quickly backed away from him. I had forgotten that was one of the reasons why he said he loved me in Lestallum that night. He thought I would give him a strong, capable son to follow in his footsteps.

From my left, in front of the camper, Ignis set down his steaming cup of coffee to clap his hands. “Wonderful, Ahdenya. You’re improving.”

“Thanks, Iggy,” I began to approach him, leaving Gladio laying on the ground, but I heard my mother calling my name from the outpost. After last night, I didn’t want to speak with her either. With a heavy sigh, I approached the gift shop. The smell of breakfast cooking made my stomach rumble.

She clicked her tongue at me but kept her voice low. “Is that any way to treat your betrothed?”

“Mom, we’re not betrothed, or engaged, or anything. I said we’re complicated.”

“I know. I’m just glad to see you handling yourself out there. After that display, I don’t have to worry as much. But I don’t see why you’re fighting in the first place. Just marry one of them and settle down.”

I threw my head back in annoyance. “I’m not going to pressure Prompto into a marriage he might not even want, that he has no idea about right now. I care for him, Mom, but Noct has things he needs to do first, and I’m going to help them with that. I’m not giving Gladio an answer until I get an answer from Prompto. It’s only fair.”

“It’s not fair to Gladio. He loves you. I can see it.”

“If I don’t marry Prompto, I have to die for him.” I began to raise my voice, “Is that what you want, Mother? For me to die? For your precious Gladio to be a widower?”

“Of course not!” She sighed in defeat, “I see your point then. I won’t say anything else.”

“Thank you. Making a decision is hard enough as it is.”

She motioned toward the camper with a nod of her head. “Go on back and clean up. Breakfast is nearly ready.”

I nodded and headed back. Prompto stopped petting a Chocobo to meet me halfway.

“Will you tell me today?”

I sighed and was unable to hide the frustration in my voice, “Ya know, Prompto, it’s kinda hard to talk alone when you’re attached to Noct at the hip.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, is there a reason why you always sleep with him?”

Prompto blushed as he clarified, “Beside, not with. We’re into girls, if that’s what you’re getting at. But yes. There is a reason. Noct… he has bad dreams. He has since his mother died. I found that if he has a little pressure, a little human contact, he sleeps better. And when he sleeps better, I sleep better. So it works for us.”

“Okay,” I shrugged my shoulders indifferently, too annoyed to be sympathetic. “Then think about having Noct stay beside Ignis just for one night. He’s used to taking care of him. Then we can talk. You and me.”

He stammered, backing up a step, “Muh-muh-me? Be-beside you? What about Gladio?”

“What about me?” the Shield questioned, hearing his name and approaching us, intentionally looming over Prompto. His foot-tall advantage made him seem intimidating.

“Um, nothing,” Prompto ducked away just as my mother called us over for breakfast. He couldn’t run away fast enough.

Gladio stood beside me for a moment in silence. I think we were both feeling a bit tense, and I shook my head in exasperation before I asked him, “Gladio, what are we doing?”

“I don’t know. Ever since Ardyn mentioned jealousy,” he looked over at me, “All I see is red when someone else talks to you. Especially him. The thought of you—” he suddenly took me by the hand and began to drag me toward the camper.

“It’s breakfast,” Noctis reminded us, carrying a plate to a picnic bench.

“We’re washing our hands,” Gladio pushed me into the camper before him and locked the door. I turned toward him, ready to fuss at him for being so rough with me today, but he stepped forward, surprising me with a deep kiss, his big hands reaching for my hips. He kept his voice quiet as he confessed, “I want you, right here, right now.”

[cherubfae]

May I request cock warming with the final fantasy boys? Specifically cloud, Zack, and noctis please!!

"soft & warm" || {final fantasy x reader}

ft. Cloud, Zack, Sephiroth, Reno, Ignis, Gladio, Noctis, & Prompto

tags: smut, nsfw, gn!afab!reader (afab anatomy described), established relationships, comfort/gentle sex, descriptive injuries, injured!reader and injured!protective!boys, dirty talk, breeding kink, Reno is a yapper, slight dom!reader in some

a/n: some of these got really long oop!! Also I refuse to leave my BELOVED prompto out of anything so hi, hello, I've added him too! ☺️ Fun fact, I haven't played any FF games other than the og FF7 demo! I'm hoping that'll change soon and I've watched some playthroughs, know the lore decent enough, but I hope to continue writing FF content for you guys! It is one of my fave worlds that I wish to explore properly!

Cloud

Your bedroom would be the only place he would feel comfortable doing this in. Comforted by the scent of you, of your blankets and pillows, the small collection of stuffed animals. Your scent caresses his troubled mind, filling him with longing; for the home he found in you.

Pretty Mako eyes glitter in the dark, shining like the night sky, as you and Cloud are drenched in pale moonlight. His gaze solely focused on your never wavered, even when had shimmied out of your sleep shorts and underwear. The second you climb back onto the bed, he's reaching for you, pulling into his lap and sealing your mouth in a soft kiss. His cock already lined up against your silken folds.

"Thought I lost you today." Came Cloud's soft admittance. "Scared the hell outta me. Need to.. I need to feel that you're real. That you're here. Please." Your warm palms cup his cheek, pulling him out of his dark thoughts. Grounding him to reality. Eagerly, he leans into your touch, embracing you tightly.

"I'm here, Cloud. I'm safe. I love you." You remind, repeating the mantra the two of you came up with when he'd get a little too lost within himself. Cloud kisses you again, cupping your jaw gently. He quietly repeats those last three words to you, barely above a whisper.

A tiny whimper leaves both of you as you sink down onto Cloud. His arms wrap around you tightly, burying his face into the side of your neck. The panicked rose and fall of his chest slowly subsided as the minutes wore on. Gently shifting your position, Cloud lays the two of you down. Your leg tossed over his hip. His protective hold remains on your ass and across your back, his fingers lightly pressed into the skin of your shoulder blades. It's only after you fall asleep in his loving embrace that he allows himself a little cry. Spending the night holding you, unable to fall asleep until the first songbird begins its morning tune.

Zack

"Are you sure this is okay, baby?" Zack's pink cheeks are bright in the dark bedroom. Though, you can't see his expression, you can, however, feel the heat radiating from his cheeks. With his face hidden in the crook of your neck, you can feel how they burn against your tepid skin. Ever so grateful that your boyfriend runs hot like a furnace. At your nod, he carefully lifts up your bandaged thigh with one strong, warm hand.

His other arm, previously wrapped around your tummy and slightly pinned beneath your body, is able to reach down between your legs and rub slowly, gentle circles around your clit until the nub becomes erect. Pushing your wet underwear to the side, you shiver at the contract between his warm fingers and the leather that conceals the rest of his hand. Spreading your folds open, you let out a pleased moan as his weeping cock rubs at your hole.

"Oh, fuck, honey. Such a pretty noise." Zack's eyelashes flutter. Slowly pushing himself inside of you, mouth dropping open into a fucked out expression. He places a pillow under your injured thigh, letting it rest against his own leg. "Fuck, baby. You're sucking me in so sweetly." He fidgets. "I promised not to move, but I can still make you cum on my cock." Lowly, he growls; his warm fingers return to your aching clit.

Sephiroth

"Are you sure you want to warm my cock, dearest?"Sephiroth frowns, deeply. "I am certainly not opposed but I worry about your health. You took a rather nasty spill today. That vile creature breaking into our home and harming you," Sephiroth bared his teeth in a snarl.

"Are you certain? Hmm, come here then, my love." Undoing his trousers, he frees himself just enough for his tall, heavy cock to stand proud between his parted thighs.

Wrapping a protective arm around your waist, he lifts you. Rubbing his slit against your folds, collecting your juices. He smiles at your cute moan when his cockhead swipes against your clit, repeating the motion several more times. "I will go slow, my angel. Hold onto me." His grip is firm as he slowly pushes his head past your outer lips, easing his thick girth into your hole. A satisfied growl rumbles from his lips once he's fully seated inside of you. Stroking your hair, he pushes your head to rest on his shoulder. "Rest, dearest."

Reno

"Fuck! How are you still this tight...?" Reno gasps, unable to make up his mind on where to touch you first. His hands scramble from gripping your hips, to wrapping around your upper body to cradle you to him, to your breasts, to back to your hips. "You're killin' me, doll. I'm injured, take pity on me?" The redhead pouts, his lower lip jutting out. He looked more like a puppy begging for its owner's food at dinnertime rather than an supposed injured warrior. He was playing with a cool dagger and cut his finger, please take pity on him.

Seeing you glower down at him, Reno stilled, a cheeky smile reaching his face. He had disturbed you while you were working on a thick stack of paperwork, again. He can be quite the yapper when he's around you. Snapping your hips down, he gasped, bucking himself wildly into your warm cunt. Look, he's not above whining if he's in your presence.

"You're really not gonna let me move? :(" He groans at your stern stare. "I know, I know. I was a tad reckless on this last mission, I'm sorry, honey. I'll make it up to you."

"You can make it up to me by being quiet and let me work. If you're good, maybe I'll deem you worthy enough to cum inside my cunt." Holy shit. Reno has never been so fucking turned on in his life.

Ignis

While he appreciates the practice in improving his healing techniques, Ignis isn't quite fond that you have become his primary companion in building said techniques. This time it was particularly gnarly and you were left with several gashes across your body from a fierce daemon attack. He had been ridiculously worried for your safety the moment he saw the creature send you flying back into the cliff side with a swipe of its beastly claws. He will be forever thankful to Noctis for being the first and closest to rush to your aid, allowing Gladio to slay the foul beast; cleaving its head from its miserable shoulders.

Helping you remove the last of your bloodied clothing, the chef clicked his tongue at your ruined, bloodied bandages already haphazardly unsticking from your chest and abdomen. Thank the gods the wounds were shallow enough to not need many stitches. Sitting at the edge of a hidden hot spring, Ignis was determined to help wash away the grime of the day now that your wounds had healed a bit more thanks to his delicious cooking.

"You worried me today, darling." Ignis spoke softly into the cool night, naked as the day he was born, barely audible above the roar of the waterfall. Not too far away, the rest of the group sleeps soundly around a warm, roaring campfire. Your pained expression made his heart ache and with a sigh, pulls you into his warm embrace. You press your nose against his neck and let out a shaky sigh. Ignis holds you a little tighter.

Easing into the pleasant warm water, Ignis wades into the shallow depths with your legs wrapped around his waist. There's a long stone, closest to the waterfall, smoothed into the vague shape of a bench over hundreds of years thanks to the minerals and magical properties of the water. Situated in his lap, your palms rest flat upon his shoulders leaning back to give him a look. Ignis smiles knowingly, unable to fight the adoring chuckle that leaves him.

"Even whilst injured you're so eager for my cock to fill you, hmm? What a tempter you are, darling. A little minx. Come here, I shall indulge a little." Always the one to treat you like glass, he softly slides his tip between your folds, pretty eyes slipping shut into a moan. He looked so pretty like this, biting his lip, and doing his best to stay quiet despite knowing that the prince loved a good show. "We are here to relax, not to fuck like rabbits--" Your slam yourself down onto his lap impatiently, cutting his monologue short. Ignis chokes out a scratchy moan, his hands shooting out to grip your hips. "No, you can't fuck me tonight, oh gods. Be good and sit still. I promise when you are healed, I'll breed you until all you can remember is my name." Ignis nipped at your earlobe in warning.

Gladiolus

Thunder rippled across the sky, dancing in tune with flashes of white-purple lightning. Heavy rain drizzled down the windows, only allowing for blurry glimpses of the outside world beyond the glass. It was chilly. Cold enough to dive deep into your closet to bring your heavier, thicker clothing out from hiding.

Gladio stoked low flames burning in the hearth to life, still choosing to be mostly bare-chested like a sociopath in this cold weather. Still nursing a wound on his lower abdomen, he took his movements slowly. But even when injured, Gladiolus craved physical contact with you. And if you're so cold, how about you come over here and he'll help warm you up a little? ;D

"Shit, dove. Can't believe I'm already all the way in," his deep voice grumbled, partially in disbelief. His cock is impossibly thick, stretching out your cunt wide. The sight alone makes him throb and if he wasn't injured, he'd be fuckin' jackhammering you into the sofa, insatiable, like a bear that found honey.

"Usually ya need more prep to take me. Have you been thinking about little ol' me this whole time?" The playful smack you give his shoulder makes him erupt into laughter, before instant regret makes itself known, and Gladio clutches his side with a wince. "Alright, alright. Don't make me laugh, cutie. M' sorry. C'mere, I'll keep you nice and warm from this frigid weather." Pulling a blanket off the back of the sofa, Gladiolus wraps it around your shoulders and pulls you against his warm chest.

Noctis

"Easy does it, you're still hurt from the fight-- I'm still hurt, too, just be- oh fuck," Noctis whined, bordering on a whimper, "--Careful--," The gasp he let out is sinful. His head falls back against his mass of soft, plush pillows supporting his head and upper body. Your walls pulse and throb around his weeping length, a deliciously slick noise echoing through his room as you sink down completely on his length.

Fighting through every instinct to buck himself into you, Noctis's hands find purchase on your hips. He breathes in deep, shallow gasps, stuttering and with a bit of drool. The sight alone is a heavenly gift from the Six. You throb deliciously around his cock, already collecting slick at the base. Sticky strings drip down your folds, clinging to his pubic bone as he not so subtly sleepily grinds himself into you.

Prompto

What could be more poetic and a clear sign that you and your boyfriend are soulmates than both of you getting bucked off of chocobos and suffering several semi-serious injuries of varied assortment? The tumble was enough to whiplash you two and were then forced by Ignis to stay at the hotel while he, Gladio, and Noctis were to go retrieve supplies in town for dinner tonight. Ignis already planned to have a stern talk with the vendors they'd rented the chocobos from.

To say the chef was perturbed was an understatement. Giving you what he called 'faulty skittish birds'. You and Prompto hadn't done anything to warrant getting tossed off your mounts. It had been a chain reaction. His had been startled first, kicking him off and yours, who had been directly behind his, followed suit. You hadn't noticed much at first until the pain burning beneath your skin grew and spread like wildfire from your wrist up to your shoulder. A broken wrist. Asphalt burned your palms and knees, completely scraped up and throbbing. The small pinpricks of red blood that surfaced from your abrasions were the only thing cooling down the heated, throbbing flesh of your new layer of skin now exposed. Your right knee had been scraped and banged up pretty good, with your ankle most likely twisted.

Prompto had fully broken his arm, being confined to a flimsy cloth brace while his arm remained in his cast-- he was just relieved it wasn't his dominant hand. So he could still take pictures without worry. His pretty freckled skin was also littered with scrapes and bruises.

"Just give me your list of what you need. I shall purchase them if I see them. We'll buy you two some desserts if we come across something especially delicious." Ignis promised, leaving with the boys not long after, Gladio giving a teasing wave as they left. They would definitely be gone for at least a couple hours.

Turning to look at Prompto, he gives you a bright smile managing a tiny thumbs up with his broken arm. The small scratches marring his freckled face make your heart ache. Today could've gone much worse than it did. You were thankful the worst was only broken bones.

"I know something I'd like for dessert." Prompto spoke aloud. His purple-blue eyes squinted into slivers as he grinned cheekily; a tiny flush of pink crossing his face. "We've got a bit of time. Think I could tempt you to hop on a different mount?" He giggled at his own joke, wiggling his eyebrows.

"What if I want to say yes to that ride?" You smirk at him, Prompto immediately going silent with flushed cheeks. He was good at fishing out flirtatious comments when it came to you, even after all these years together, but still wasn't able to handle them being given right back to him. Instantly he's scooting himself to rest his back against the headboard. He struggles with his belt buckle, wiggling down his jeans far enough to pull his cock out. Already dripping precum down his shaft.

It takes a bit of maneuvering, with the both of you dealing with broken limbs, each one on the opposite side. Prompto steadies you to the best of his ability, pushing your hips down onto his cock fully. His Adam's apple bobs in his throat, held tilting back as you cover his neck in little kisses.

"Missed how warm you are, pretty. It feels like it's been forever." Prompto pants, half-lidded and oh so smiley. "Guys are always getting in the way, not lettin' me have any alone time with you. Wrap your arms around my shoulders. Need'ta touch you." He groaned.

Doing your best to avoid any bruises, you do as he says. Pressing his thumb to your clit, you gasp loudly. Prompto is quick to pull you into a firm kiss, stroking your clit with messy circles. Very thankful to have the shoddy motel room to yourselves.

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[sanjismywhore]

Breaking The Bed

Gladiolus Amicitia x Reader

Warnings: nsfw, rough sex, afab reader

Gladio is a giga chad and breaks the bed

Re-upload because something glitched

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Gladio’s hips rutted against yours. His palm perched up on the swell of your ass while his other hand pressed into the curve of your spine. He used his strength to keep you pinned flush against him, chest to chest, while you rocked back and forth on his lap; kissing him softly.

The softest sigh escaped your lips as a low moan echoed through his mouth. He felt the vibration course through him, causing him to smirk and suck gently on your lower lip. His mouth slid down your neck. The gentle kiss was followed by his tongue licking at the sensitive spot under your jaw.

He moved lower to nip at your throat, making sure to cover every inch of skin with his kisses. You hands tangled in his hair as his fingers trailed down your front. Teasing the skin along stomach before settling over your clit, rubbing circles around it as he kissed you hungrily.

Your legs wrapped tighter around his waist, squeezing his length, letting a whimper slip smooth off your tongue like silk to his ears. “Gladdy…”

A moan ripped deep within his throat, pushing himself harder against your center. His hands moved from your clit back up to cup your ass.

As if sensing your need, Gladiolus lifted his hips upwards, burying himself deeper within you. His thick cock stretching you out even more, “You drive me crazy, y’know that?” He grunted with pleasure as your walls hugged him tight.

You could feel every thrust, every slight movement of his cock perfectly. Moaning his name once again, you tried to bury your face into his chest. His chuckle, as boisterous as it was, gave you goosebumps.

Gladio brought one of his rough hands up to cup your face. As he stroked your cheek with his calloused fingers, he mumbled. “Eyes on me sweetheart.”

Your gaze shifted upwards so fast it almost made you dizzy, but it never left his face. You didn’t think you would ever get tired of watching him; the way the darkness in his amber eyes bored into your soul with hunger and desire. Or how he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth when his gaze drifted towards your lips.

“Just look at me.” He grunted. You could feel his other hand press harder into the small of your back, forcing your hips to roll against the movement of his thrusts.

Your breath hitched with each one, feeling the burn in your core build. Gladio leaned forward to capture your lips again. Moaning softly in the entanglement of your lips, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

Your hands ran through his locks, pulling him closer. Gladio let out a deep moan in against your lips deepening the kiss even further. As you began rocking more urgently into his body, he squeezed your ass. You gasped against his mouth.

He chuckled under you, “You want more?”

You swallowed thicky, nodding vigorously. Your hands fisted the fabric of his tank-top, tugging him closer to you until his head dipped into the crook of your shoulder. Thanks to his sturdy build, you could lean all your weight against him as he hugged your smaller form.

Enveloping your body into a tight embrace, Gladiolus grunted against your skin as he worked to increase the tempo of your movements. You moaned louder to which he snickered against your lips. With his firm grip never falterting, he leaned backwards with you in his arms until his back hit the plush mattress. You yelped in surprise.

The springs groaned, the wood creaked, and the bedframe knocked against the wall. His cock throbbed within you as he bent his knees, planting his feel firmly on the bed with you still in his lap.

Gladio’s laugh sent a chill down your spine. He covered the side of your face with wet kisses, tickling the skin with his facial hair. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were begging for it, princess.” With his lips close by your ear, you could practically hear the smirk plastered on his face.

His movments slowed momentarily, giving you a moment to catch your breath and adjust to the change in gravity.

With every slow thrust, Gladio whispered sweet nothings in your ear, encouraging you to get lost in your own rapture. “Just relax and enjoy the ride.” He kissed the top of your head. His words filled your entire world, wrapping you in an intoxicating cloud of lust.

And suddenly he pistoned his hips hard, thrusting up into your soaked cunt with exertion. The loud smacking of his hips became drilled in your head as he drove into you repeatedly.

You laid on his chest helplessly as he held you down with his own brute strength. His grip was tight on your body as he buried his face into the space between your shoulder and neck.

He slammed his cock into you relentlessly, balls smacking against your ass with each thrust. He pounded into you as if he was trying to fuck himself through every inch of your body. ”Fuck me,” You huffed as the wind got knocked out of you.

It was an order, not a request. Gladio didn’t hesitate to comply. Grinding his cock into you, he thrusted his pelvis hard against yours as if that would help you find release faster. He just kept fucking into you harder and harder. Your pussy clenched around his throbbing cock, soaking the entire length. And he still fucked you with everything he had.

His hands gripped your hips tightly, holding you down as he pounded into you. His breathing was heavy, labored. His chest heaved with each thrust. His eyes were closed, his face contorted in ecstasy.

He moaned as he felt you clench around him, your wetness dripping down your thighs.

As he kept thrusting, he realized that he would only continue to get lost in you. No matter how far he could climb to chase his high, his desire remained insatiable.

Even now, hours later, dawn was approaching. After what had felt like a lifetime to Gladio, his dick still throbbed, desperate for more.

Straddling your figure as you laid on your stomach, he ground his hips down into you. Either of his hands rested on your hips as he fucked you mercilessly from behind.

The sheets were wrinkled in your grasp, pillows scattered around. Both of your bodies were drenched in sweat, hair disheveled. Your clothes were no where to be found. Presumably somewhere scattered on the floor, but you paid no mind.

He was still pounding into you, stretching you open so that you could take him, and only him. Every time his hips made contact with your ass, it jiggled—to which he found amusing.

Gladiolus smiled slightly, running his finger down your spine. A shiver of delight rippled through your body. His smile grew into a full fledged grin. Sitting up straight, he continued to pound into you. “Beautiful.” His purred to himself.

He knew he had you completely enthralled by his cock. “Gladdy,” You moaned his name, arching your back against him. He smirked as he watched you writhe beneath him, continuing to pump himself into you as your thighs shook, clenching around his cock.

Occasionally he would hold your waist tight and push your face down into the pillows below, whispering the most vulgar obscenities to your ear.

“Shit, babygirl.” “Yeah, you like that?” “Fuck yeah, take that cock.” “So fuckin tight.”

He would slam into you over and over again, abusing your swollen pussy with such ferocity that it caused a sharp pang of pleasure to shoot through youe core. Then he’d shealth himself deep inside, growling through clenched teeth. “You’re takin me so well.”

Every second you spent with him felt like forever. But it couldn't have been any more satisfying. He was make love to you until you shattered from his lips; his touch; his words, his cock.

His fingers dug into your hips; nails scraping against your skin, creating small trails of bruises. “You’re mine, y’know that?”

You could only respond in moans or whimpers. Your speech barely comprehensable to him, but he didn’t care. Every sound or movement you made told him all that he needed to know.

It was a wonder how no one knocked on your door to complain about all the noise. Not Prompto or Ignis, or the other motel quests. Not even Noctis. In the back of your mind, you wondered if the others had been listening throughout the night, but the thought was soon drowned out by your own moans.

The bed croaked in response to your passionate lovemaking. The wooden frame beat the wall over and over and over again in sync with Gladio’s thrusts, scratching off the paint.

You felt his bare chest make contact with your back as he leaned down, mixing his sweat with yours. His lips ghosted over the shell of your ear, gently nibbling on your skin. Your name fell from his lips with a grunt. The sound was music to your ears.

You swore to the Astrals that you could’ve fallen apart right then and there.

You let out a soft cry into the pillow, shuddering from every overhwelming sensation.

“Fuck (Name),” He kissed your shoulder blade, leaving light trails of teeth marks as he slowed the ferocity of his thrusts while still making sure to reach the most peasureable depths inside you

Gladiolus growled against the crook of your neck, feeling your cunt flutter around him. “Oh shit…” He grunted, grinding into you harder. His breathing grew heavier as he wrapped his arms tight around you. Your body was practially buried beneath his weight.

You bit down on the pillow, muffling out a moan into it. His large hand caressed your lower abdomen as he pulled you tighter to his body. The bed squeaked under him as his hips rolled along with yours.

Your back arched against his hard chest, your legs trembling from both the excitement and exhaustion. Your muscles tightened in an instinctual reaction whenever he took you this far. “Please.” You whimpered just loud enough for him to register, aching for relief.

Picking up speed yet again, Gladio shut his eyes and clenched his teeth. Sweat beaded his forehead, dampening the strands of hair that hung onto his forehead. His muscular thighs tensed and flexed as he continued his relentless pounding.

You whimpered weakly, burying your face deeper into the pillow. Every thrust caused your clit to sting from overstimulation.

Coincidentally, every hard thrust caused the bed to croak louder and louder behind the lewd sounds.

Gladiolus let out a loud grunt, slamming into you with renewed vigor. Your breath caught in your throat, you couldn’t believe that this was happening. He continued to thrust with an intensity that left you trembling, unable to stop yourself from cumming right away.

A faint cracking could be heard coming from somehwhere in the room, but you didn’t pay any mind to it. As a final thrust brought forth your orgasm, it felt as if the walls came crumbling down. You emitted a loud cry of ecstasy.

And with yet another orgasm for the night, the bed finally gave out one last croak before collapsing in on itself.

CRACK

The bed’s legs cracked first, then the entire bedframe gave in and fell flat to the ground.

There was a pause that lasted way too long, leaving you both dead silent. It was like the world had stopped. Neither of you moved, almost too scared to break the bed further.

It took a few seconds to register what happened. Thankfully the mattress didn’t slide off during the event, so neither of you got hurt. Both emitting soft gasps, Gladio was the first to lift himself up to check out the damage.

You whined as he pulled out of you, leaving you empty and still trembling from your orgasm. And while his cock was still standing proud, still leaking with want, he ignored it entirely.

He got off of you. Rubbing the back of his neck as he grimaced at the state of the bed.

“Shit…” He cursed, reaching for the broken bed frame.

“Is it bad?” You weakly sat up, cheeks flushed and eyes puffy. “It’s gonna cost us a couple thousand Gil...” Gladio shrugged, glancing back at you.

Groaning, you pushed yourself up from the pile of pillows. Your legs wobbled as you stood, letting the blood rush to your limbs once you regained your balance. “You think Iggy’ll lecture us later?” You chuckled softly, leaning forward to grab onto Gladio’s forearm, using it to steady yourself.

“I bet he’ll make us cook for a week.” He laughed, assuring you with a soft peck to your cheek. “I’m gonna have a great time explaining this to the owner...” He grunted, briefly leaving your side.

Walking around the room, he picked up the clothes scattered all over the foor. “We really outdid ourselves didn’t we?” Gladio added with a small grin, looking down at you with amusement.

You laughed softly to yourself and pulled yourself together. “Yeah, definitely did.” You glanced at the mess of the bed again, then looked at him.

“Never expected you to be so… passionate.” You smiled sheepishly.

Gladiolus scoffed, sliding his boxers back on. “Well you weren’t expecting a gentle giant, were ya?” He teased. Walking over to where you stood, he pulled you towards him and kissed your temple.

“Nah, never.” You grinned up at him, resting your hand over his chest. “You made it worth my while.” You whispered, giving him a small kiss on the cheek.

He let out a satisfied hum, “That’s not all I got in store for you, babe.” Playfully squeezing your ass, Gladio pulled you in for a kiss. After a couple more minutes he broke the kiss and turned away from you, grabbing his phone.

“Get yourself dressed and go see Iggy. He’ll probably let you sleep in his room.” He uttered as he put his pants back on.

As you picked up your clothes and shuffled towards the bathroom, you turned back to look at him momentairly. “And what about you?” You asked.

“I’ll stay here and call the front desk.” He answered as he grabbed his shirt from the floor and put it back on. “Don’t tell Ignis just yet. Wouldn’t want him getting pissed at you for my mistake.”

[demon-dm-22]

Creatures of Light-A Final Fantasy XV fanfiction.

Chromium definition: a chemical element with the atomic number of 24, a steely-grey lustrous hard and brittle transition metal.

The Empire trained her into a weapon, something fierce and uncontrollable. Riddled with anger, she vows to carry out her goal to assassinate the prince's companions.

But the Shield tempered her, unfurling her potential. Together with his brothers, they create a bond stronger than fate. The Last King is given One Thousand Days to bring peace to the Astrals, and prove the worth of Humanity. Will he be able to accomplish the feat, or will the world be drawn into Darkness forever?

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A life-long friend slowly realizes his true love for his King, unraveling at the seams. Will he be able to admit it? Or will his pride outweigh his affection?

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/55369693/chapters/140479867

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[savage-rhi]

hi ! I'd like to request ignis from ffxv with a male/gn reader having their first time, but reader is dom and very gentle and loving if that's okay..? it's okay if not, take your time ! thanks in advance ! (I don't know if I was supposed to add this but thylacine !)

Light from the outside world barely streamed through the curtains as Ignis sat on the edge of the bed. His usual composed demeanor gave way to something more vulnerable as he trembled. He had been going steady with Y/N for some time, but he hadn't anticipated this moment would arrive so quickly.

Ignis swallowed hard as he met Y/N's gaze, his eyes betraying a hint of hesitation beneath their steady surface. He could feel the gentle pressure of Y/N's hand as it cupped his cheek, and he leaned into their touch, relishing the warmth of their fingertips against his skin.

"Are you sure about this?" Y/N's soft voice peered through the fog of Ignis's clouded mind, the whisper easing tension that had remained unspoken.

There were a million ways this could go wrong, and for the first time in a long while, Ignis didn't care. For years, perfectionism had been his Achilles heel; tonight, he wouldn't let it get in the way of desire.

"I am," Ignis finally replied, admiring how Y/N smiled at the trust laced in his voice.

With a slight nod, Y/N leaned in and gently kissed Ignis's lips. His movements were careful, but there was no mistaking the affection in his touch. Y/N's hands slowly unbuttoned Ignis's shirt, casting it off to the floor as their fingertips traveled across his skin. Each trace was deliberate, as if they were mapping out every inch of him, committing the terrain of his body to memory. Y/N took their time exploring him, wanting Ignis to feel cherished and loved.

Ignis's hands found their way to Y/N's shoulders, gripping lightly to ground himself in the moment. His breath hitched as they kissed along his collarbone, and he felt their lips trail down his chest. Sparks flew down every nerve in his spine, and as his affection for Y/N blossomed further, Ignis could feel himself losing track of time. None of his obligations as the royal prince's retainer and his responsibilities to the kingdom paid any heed to his heart. What mattered most was being present with Y/N at this moment.

There was absolute trust in Ignis's eyes by the time Y/N finally eased his body back onto the bed. His gaze bore his soul, just as vulnerable as he was naked before them. He couldn't help but pull Y/N down for another kiss, letting out a soft moan at hearing them whisper words of reassurance and dedication. He felt shivers run down his arms, already melting before joining Y/N's body.

Words couldn't define what Ignis felt when they connected, nor could he put a singular feeling onto his emotions. All he knew was he was safe and could trust Y/N to guide him to the end.

Ignis's breath hitched as Y/N moved against him, their hands tracing patterns across his skin. He gasped softly, his fingers curling into the sheets. Whatever was left of his composure slipped away as he surrendered himself to the sensations that climbed the peaks of his body.

As Ignis lost himself, Y/N's heart swelled with affection--unable to stop smiling as they watched him let go, trusting them completely. Ignis was always precautious and didn't like giving up control. It made sense, given his station among the royal family and the responsibilities he bore, but it was a challenge to navigate in a committed relationship. The guttural moans that left his mouth, the way his toes flexed against the blankets, how he was left a whimpering mess, it was like seeing another person underneath the exterior that Ignis wore like a shield--and Y/N was beyond grateful getting to see this other version of him seep through the cracks and into freedom. He was so beautiful; it was hard not to come undone right then and there.

"Y..you're incredible," Y/N whispered, pressing their forehead against his. Ignis's eyes opened, his gaze locking with theirs.

"So are you…" He replied, his voice barely more than a breath as he reached up and pulled Y/N into a tender and desperate kiss as if trying to convey everything he felt in that one action.

The pace remained unhurried for quite a while as Y/N and Ignis moved against each other. Each wanting to stretch the moment on for as long as possible. Finally, climaxing together, the pair shuddered as they rode out the high of their coupling. Y/N's name left Ignis's lips many times before feeling their quivering arms pull him in for an exhausted but affectionate kiss, only to stop for air as they gasped.

Afterward, the room filled with only Y/N's breathing intermingled with Ignis's unsteady sighs. He laid his head against Y/N's chest, the warmth of their bodies pressed together.

"Thank you," Ignis murmured, his voice content. He smiled as Y/N kissed the top of his head.

"There's nothing to thank me for," Y/N whispered. "I'm glad you let me have you."

Ignis hummed in response, his eyes closing as he relaxed into Y/N's embrace. He wondered when his body would stop fluttering as his mind replayed what had transpired for the last few hours. He was both scared and exhilarated, unable to fully convey the extent of his experience. So he latched onto Y/N's words and held onto them like a light in a storm.

"As am I…" Ignis weakly replied, feeling himself fighting yet yearning for rest. He knew whatever lay ahead between himself and Y/N was the start of something even more beautiful than previously envisioned.

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Final Fantasy XV- Fate & Destiny

Chapter Fourteen, Part Two

notes: smut/sex/mild language mature 18+

I took a step back, hitting the foldout bed with the back of my knees. “But… it’s daytime! And everyone’s right outside the door!”

“It’ll be quick. I just need to know that you want me, Deni.” He took me by the shoulders, “I need a little assurance that you’re still considering me.”

I stepped to my right, putting a few inches between us, not bothering to hide the venom in my words, “And a quickie now is the way to prove that?”

He sighed, realizing the error of his ways. “No. You’re right.”

But I don’t think he was completely wrong. My mind tells me I did the right thing, but my body was just as ready as his to make this happen. I reached out and clutched his belt buckle as he began to turn away. He paused, glancing back at me.

My heartbeat pulsed hard throughout my body as I whispered, “We’ve got about five minutes before they get suspicious.”

The first minute went by with fevered kissing and insults that our boots couldn’t come off faster. Boots, pants and underwear scattered across the floor. We didn’t waste time removing our tops.

Minute two. Kissing and getting a real look at each other in the daylight. He was at full attention when I touched him, and from between my legs, his fingers came away wet.

Minute three. I was standing facing him, pressed against the bathroom door when he entered me. It was amazing, and as he pumped at me, groaning with effort and pleasure, I clasped his shoulders tight. Breathing hard, I began to think maybe I could spend my life with him.

Minute four. My trembling knees made standing awkward, so he carried me to the bed he and Ignis had occupied just a few hours before. We had to lay length-ways, and he grabbed my hips, pumping faster. I feared we were rocking the camper and everyone would know what we were doing, but it felt too good to stop.

Minute five. Gladio slid the pillow from the pillowcase and muttered that he was ready. I had no idea what that meant until he pulled out, ejecting into the pillowcase instead of me. He lay beside me, panting, and he smiled. “I love you, Deni.”

Minute six. I sat up on my elbow to lean over and peck his lips. At that moment, I was ready to say those words. “I love you, Gladio.”

He sighed in relief that I had finally admitted it and took me into his arms, pulling me onto his chest. “Let’s take today off and lay here until tomorrow morning.”

The door handle jiggled, and someone knocked. “Come on, how long does it take to wash your hands? Your breakfast is getting cold.”

I pulled away in fear that we would be found half-naked like this, and I reached for the blanket.

“Noct,” Gladio deduced. He ran a finger down my side before sitting up. “Well, duty calls. Need any help?”

I shook my head as he got up, walking bare-assed to find his clothes and wash up. I got up after, wiping myself down with a wet washcloth and then dressing. Catching my reflection in the bathroom mirror, I saw my cheeks were still bright red with exertion and my legs felt like limp noodles. I shooed him toward the door.

“Go on,” I told him, “It’s been too long already. I’ll stay in here, and wash this pillowcase too.”

With a nod, he followed my suggestion and stepped out.

I stayed in the bathroom, washing my face, washing dirty clothes, wondering if I wasn’t doing something terrible. It felt so right when we were together, but I always had doubts afterward.

“Here, babe!” Gladio called out. When I opened the door, he was gone, but there was a breakfast plate on the table. I hung up the wet clothes over the shower curtain to dry, fixed my hair, and sat down to eat, a smile on my face from hearing him call me ‘babe.’ Not a minute went by before the door opened and Ignis joined me at the table.

“Really?” was all he said, a stern, disappointed expression on his face.

My expression didn’t falter, thinking of Gladio’s smile as he said he loved me.

“You do realize your mother was outside.”

The pancakes were good, but the eggs were especially fluffy. I really did miss my mom’s cooking. I purposely replied with my mouth full, “She approves.”

“Excuse me?”

“Have you talked to Gladio? Because he’ll tell you the same thing. She likes him. Have you ever spoken to him about his future? Or do you just lecture people until they give in to you?”

“Actually, most people respect what I have to say.”

“Fine,” I took another delicious bite, “Go talk to them.”

Ignis shifted in his seat uncomfortably, but he continued, “Ardenia, this... business with Gladio… you understand he’s not serious, right? I’ve known him a lot longer than you have, and I… I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

I set my fork down, suddenly losing my appetite. Perhaps I was correct to have doubts about him. “Why would you say that? Are you implying that he’s lying to me, just to...” I couldn’t say the words; I didn’t want to admit out loud that we were messing around. Luckily, we heard Prompto’s voice outside.

“Hey guys! It’s Umbra! Umbra’s here!”

Ignis stood and I followed suit, but he paused at the door, turning to me. “I will not lie to you. And I will not lie for them. I think he has the best of intentions, but don’t expect results.” With that, Ignis stepped outside.

Drawing a deep breath, I tried to steady my nerves and my shaking legs. Now was not the time to wonder if Gladio was using me or not. Following Ignis out, I saw Noctis leaning over a gray dog with white markings on his eyebrows.

“Hey boy,” Noctis greeted, taking a small red notebook from the dog’s collar. He flipped through a few pages before writing a message inside, slipping the book back into place before any of us could see what he sent.

“Where’d the dog come from?” I asked quietly.

Despite the awkward lecture a moment ago, Ignis answered amiably, “Umbra is a messenger between Noctis and Lady Lunafreya. He allows them to communicate although they haven’t seen each other since they were children.”

“They haven’t? But they’re getting married?”

“Some people have a deeper calling than basic desires.”

I frowned, taking offense.

Noct stood as Umbra ran forward a few feet, then paused, looking back. Noct smiled, “Guess he wants us to follow him.”

Without time to gather our belongings, we rushed after Noct and Umbra past the Chocobo Post, past the truck trading weapons, to a small, quiet clearing.

There ahead, Noct was speaking to a fair-skinned woman with silken black hair that reached her slim waist. She seemed to appear out of nowhere, as no one saw her approach. Her dress was finely tailored in black and white. She spoke in riddles, but only Noct and Ignis seemed to understand the meaning. She never opened her eyes while she spoke, and I wondered if she was blind.

I stepped closer to Ignis to whisper, “Who is she?”

“You can see her?”

“Why wouldn’t I? That’s a strange question.”

“She is a link between the Six and the Oracle, making the Gods’ Wills known to her alone. Her name is Gentiana.”

I was too far back to hear all that was said between this person- deity?- and Noct, but the storm clouds threatening earlier began to produce purple lightning, and I heard her say something about Noct finding power in three locations. We had only turned for a moment to talk and witness that strange lightning, but both Umbra and Gentiana had vanished by the time we blinked.

“Noct,” Ignis adjusted his glasses, “I suggest we make this our top priority.”

“Yeah,” Gladio agreed, “Deities over Royal Tombs.”

The prince nodded and we headed back to camp to pack up. I really didn’t want to face my mother after what had just happened in the camper, so I busied myself helping one of Wiz’s few employees saddle up the Chocobos. Noct procured us a few more bounties from Wiz, and Prompto got to fulfill one of his lifelong dreams by renting a team of Chocobos for a day.

The birds were quite docile now and easy to control. I never realized it while I was training them, but now with five of us together, it was hard to ignore the caws Chocobos made with every single jump. There was no way we were going anywhere stealthily while we rode the birds. I did inform the guys along the way that once your Chocobo trusts you, it will begin to learn new things and become a faithful ride, even respond to a new name. Needless to say, but Prompto was excited and began to ramble off a dozen name options. My favorite was how happy he sounded calling his, “Little Buddy.”

Our path wasn’t hard to follow; rain was coming down in buckets, and we were getting drenched tracking the singular bolt of purple lightning. It led us back toward the behemoth’s lair, and the birds were too frightened to continue inside. We had to go on foot. While the others rushed ahead, I was paranoid about fighting Voretooths in the rain again, or heading back to the quarry so soon, but the lightning led us on a different path. Noct’s destination was in an alcove, where a single leafless, petrified tree stood, embedded in rock. It was covered in a thick, hard substance that reminded me of the crystallized pillars around the Disc. We were about twenty feet back when Noctis placed his hand upon the tree. Lightning struck it, sending a current of energy throughout the prince’s body. He stepped back, and as he turned to us, doubled over in pain, one hand pressed against his temple. I was afraid he had been electrocuted, but he didn’t appear hurt except for his headache. He’d had so many of them lately that I wished I could absorb the pain for him.

Ignis stated, “A small price to pay for communing with Gods and Deities.”

Noct forced himself upright, his lip curled, “Let’s just get to the next one.”

[cherubfae]

how vocal would the FF guys be in bed?

vocality || {final fantasy x reader}

with Cloud, Zack, Reno, Sephiroth, Noctis, Ignis, Gladio, & Prompto!

tags: smut, nsfw, gn!reader, slight subby nature, established relationships

Cloud

Extremely hyper aware of any noise he makes. Cloud gets pretty embarrassed when slightly higher than normal noises leave his lips, especially when he's moaning. If he's in an especially needy headspace, his soft grunts escalate into breathy whimpers. Voice cracking and small pleas to cum, you swear he's about to cry. He's not always great with expressing himself so he hopes it'll translate more through his actions. How he hides his face into your neck and slams his hips into you. Ever the ass man, his fingers digging into said flesh, gripping you tight as you squeeze around him like a vice.

Zack

Certified Yapper #1! He wants to make sure all parties are doing well and having fun! His cock is pretty thick and knows it can be a stretch, so he's definitely talking through taking it inch by inch. Although is voice is pinched off and quiet, like he's holding his breath until he finally bottoms out inside your little hole. Zack's mind and body is completely turned to putty by your beautiful body alone. He speaks to himself a little, partially out of disbelief that someone could feel this good. The faster he goes, the more frantic his voice gets.

Sephiroth

Pretty quiet! There may be a very soft gasp or grunt, like his words get caught in his throat. It always feels the most divine when he first pushes himself inside of you, pinning your knees to your chest. Breathes a bit heavy through his nose when he's close to cumming. He's certainly heavy on the praise. He's more keen to have you make noise than him. If you ask him nicely, he might indulge in this little fantasy of yours. For you, however? Be as loud or as quiet as you want. He knows the ins and outs of your body and he knows them well. Perhaps better than you in some ways.

Reno

Vocal. He is so fuckin' vocal. From the second he's pushing himself into your tight heat to the moment he's cumming either inside or on you, Reno is loud. He might start off on the quieter side, but the second he starts feeling really good and his mind goes hazy, his hips are snapping into yours and he's loudly gasping and moaning like he's an amateur pornstar. "Ah-- shit---, fuck, gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum, baby~. Take it all, yeah? Take it, take it, take ittttt~"

Noctis

Another one who gets embarrassed by the noises he makes. Sex is an incredibly vulnerable thing and an act he doesn't take lightly. His moans are really soft and pretty, breathy at first but end with a mix of a grunt and a whimper. The more comfortable you two get, the more his embarrassment lessens only a little. Even as the years build of your relationship Noct is gonna be a bit pink-cheeked and shy. He tries his best, really!

Ignis

Relatively quiet-ish. He's really good about checking in, seeing if you're comfortable. He will tell you how good you feel around him whilst out of breath, panting hard like he's in a desert. He can get a little shy with the noises he makes and sometimes gets into his head a little if perhaps you don't think he's making enough noise. He feels so, so, so good-- you make him feel good-- he promises!!! Iggy probably won't change anything but should this insecurity build he may approach the topic and ask if you'd like him to make more noise in bed. If the answer is yes, Ignis won't hold back. Unabashedly letting sinful praise and moans alike fall from his lips like a prayer. He's genuinely praising you, mind half- dumb through the pleasure, blubbering about how fucking delicious you feel taking his cock.

Gladiolus

Can go either way! He's more prone to deep grunts more than your average whimper. Gladio has a lower voice compared to the rest of the Chocobos, so when subby noises fall from his lips, they still aren't the most high pitched. He's more along the lines of 'Most Likely to Growl' during. He likes showing off how strong he is and when something turns him off, it's like a wild wolf has taken over him.

Prompto

Certified Yapper #2! The beloved! Once he's able to get over the initial excitement he's giggling and peppering your face in kisses the second he's trying to wiggle out of his jeans. His breath catches in his throat, his gasps comes out in shudders, and when he gets really desperate he's moaning with frantic 'ah ah ah's. He's also let out a growl or two before! When he's adjusting you above him, his fingers curled into your hips, only to slam you down onto of his dick. :)

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[eilaafterhours]

Shades of Blue: Baby Blue [Prompto Argentum]

Content: Oral Sex, Teasing, AFAB Reader, POV Second Person, Reader-Insert

Pronouns: None

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Blondes always made the prettiest of sounds. You hummed, pulling another beautiful moan from his red, red lips.

 You backed off, looking up at those beautiful baby blues. "You've got to stay quiet." You nodded to the side, gesturing to the open hall. "We're in public, y'know?"

He closed his eyes and nodded, placing a hand over his mouth. 

You smiled. "Good boy." 

You flattened your tongue, starting from the base to the head. Curling your tongue around the head and flicking the very tip. You dipped your tongue in the slit as a bead of pre-cum spilled from within. You gave kitten licks to lap up the cum and to keep him on edge. If his hisses and whines were anything to go by, you were doing a pretty good job.

This happened for a long while before he finally spoke up. "P-lease..." God, the way he whispered it had you dripping. The whole ordeal did. 

You contemplated playing with him for a while longer but decided to meet him at a middle ground since he asked so nicely. Taking him in your mouth, you made sure to reward him by going down to the base, then slowly making your way back up to the tip. You repeated the process a few times, making sure to bring him to that edge then come off, giving kitten licks and slow tugs to put him back in his place. 

"How do you wanna cum? On my face?" You pulled down the front of your dress. "My tits? Or maybe..." You paused.

The clack of heels echoed from around the corner.

"My, my, the prince was in such a foul mood today, wasn't he?"

"He was. I've heard it's because of the engagement."

"I have as well. Supposedly, the girl is of Solheim lineage which 

makes her a powerful ally to the kingdom."

"How peculiar. No matter, it's simply a political matter, nothing more."

"And you are happy for such a reason, I wonder why?"

Their group burst out in a fit of giggles that faded further down the hall.  

God, you hated it here. There was always someone saying something behind your back. Something about your status, your engagement with the princess. They’ve even gone as far to say that you’ve fucked every guard, that one surprised you just a bit considering you made sure to cover up your hoe escapades. 

You descended back onto his cock, sucking him hard. His head hit the wall with a loud thump, and he let out a long, loud moan.

"Fuck it all." You grabbed the base, giving it a good twist before giving it one last good suck. 

He came hard, but like the dutiful princess that you were, you drank every last drop. You placed him back into his pants, all neat and nice. You adjusted your dress then stood up, cupping his face.

He was crying. 

You smiled, brushing the tears away with your thumbs. "Was that too much all at once?" He nodded. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine." He murmured, taking his phone out his pocket. "I've got to go, Princess. Noct needs me"

You frowned then took a step back. "Of course." 

"I'll see you later." With a quick peck to your temple, the blonde was heading down the hall and around the corner.

You brought a hand up to the spot as the blood rushed to your cheeks. "Oh dear… this will not end well."

Prompto is so soft, I love him.

Sorry this took so long to finally make it on here lol

Masterlist

[redrocketpanda]

After taking a few weeks break to recover from the DLC, I'm back on my FFXV bullshit and oh my godddddd. I feel so emotional being reunited with my boyysssss. I had to immediately swap everyone out of their endgame clothes bc my heart couldn't take it, esp Noct in his lil king clothes (& sadly I am yet to unlock the Gladio shirtless wear so he's still in his shirt), but I am having a blast playing through the post-endgame content.

So far I've conquered the Pitioss Ruins and upgraded the Regalia to it's D and F types. Absolutely living for this car so here are some gratuitous Regalia shots plus bonus boys reaction pic bc why the f not.

What else should I be looking to do post-end game (other than endlessly sobbing and screaming)?

[fairszy]

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[dollgutzzz]

Surprise fanfic for Noctis’ birthday! After all I put him through, he deserves to get railed by his best friend/crush.

Rating: E

Summary: Prompto has been struggling to sleep lately. This is not made any easier by the sudden feeling of a sleeping Noctis suddenly wrapping his arms around him, making some very scandalous sounds…

[itsgeecheebitch]

TITLE: Until Darkness Descends

CHAPTER: 43/47

FANDOM; Final Fantasy XV

SERIES: The Fall Part 1 of 4

RATING: Explicit

MAIN PAIR: Ardyn Izunia x Reader

SEC PAIR: Gladiolus Amicitia x Reader

      He was gone by the time you woke up the next morning. The pillow and the bedding beside you was cold to the touch, meaning Ardyn had left some time ago. Which was for the best, you would’ve had to confront your mistake if had he stayed, but still. You couldn’t help but wished he did. 

     You grabbed your phone just as you noticed a loose leaf of paper on the nightstand. Picking it up, you read the note that was scribbled in impeccable cursive. It was a short note, simple and straight to the point. He apologized for leaving before you could wake and promised to visit you soon. Your chest smarted from the violent thump of your heart when you spotted a phone number at the bottom of the page.

      A myriad of emotions whistled through your skull  and you weren’t sure which one to listen to. Ardyn had never left you a way to contact him before. At some point you thought he didn’t have a phone, but he did and he finally chose to share that number with you. You brushed your sweat slicked palm through your hair, your heart stuck between your ribs. The correct choice would be to toss the note in the trashcan and forget you ever saw his contact.

       But temptation was a hard drug to reject. Your heart dropped into the pit of your stomach as you saved his number into your phone. A wavy bliss settled over your head in a mad dichotomy to the thunder in your belly. Your thumb hovered over the delete icon. Your skin buzzed with angry nerves that pounded against the underside of your flesh. You should do it. This isn't right. This isn't right. This isn't fucking right! You yelped when the device vibrated in your hand. The blue screen illuminated with a notification. It was a message from Gladiolus telling you he was an hour away and to wake up Iris.

    Guilt made your chest itch as you looked at the undeleted contact one last time. Nausea crept over your neck but you ignored it by throwing on your jeggings and crossing the hallway to Iris's room.  Much to your surprise she was already awake, fully dressed with two duffle bags already packed. She acknowledged you standing in the doorway and you gave her a few words before closing the door behind you. Usually you would say more than just a few words to Iris. She was like a little sister to you in many ways. She was the first of the siblings you befriended despite the five year age difference between you, and your friendship only became stronger once you started dating her brother. 

      Or at least it was strong. You bit the inside of your cheek as shame filled your body with sticky sludge. Much like Gladiolus you couldn't engage with her like you used to. You couldn't crack corny jokes with her, or gush about her brother, you couldn't give her advice, or pretend that nothing was going on. She didn't deserve to be lied to, and you didn't have the stomach to play the faithful girlfriend to her older brother like you used to be.

       The boys arrived an hour later and it was just you and Talcott for the next three days till Monica arrived. Despite leaving days later your traveling party was the first to arrive in Caem. Your phone vibrated insistently in your pocket. Climbing out the car, you pulled out your phone and saw a message from Gladiolus letting you know he and others got sidetracked. They should arrive in two hours. 

       After exchanging a few words with Monica, she escorted Talcott to the safehouse while you departed for the lighthouse. It stood sentinel at the edge of a rocky cliff, overlooking the sparkling calm waters of the sea. By the time you reached it, your quads were burning  and your breaths were straining in your lungs. 

       Despite being an old building, it was in tip top shape. The stairs didn’t even creak as you descended the steps. Reaching the bottom, you found Cor leaning against the doorframe. Arms folded in front of his chest, his lips were twisted in a frown. The faint crow’s feet at the corners of his eyes creased while he pondered hard about whatever was on his mind. 

      Your footsteps reverberated across the floor, pulling his attention to you at last. He gave you a slight nod in greeting, looking up the twisting stairs in search of someone who wasn’t there. “I’m surprised the boys aren’t with you.”

       “We decided to split up for the trip but they’ll be here in a few hours.” You said.

        “Tell’em boys to save the trip.” A raspy voice said through the doorway. You crossed it, your eyes darting to the medium sized boat that bobbed up and down in the waterway. Sitting across from it was Cid. He was hunched over his legs, his forearms on his knees and a toolbox by his foot. “This boat’s not goin’ anywhere.”

         “Cid and I had been working on it for the past few days but it's missing a few parts.” Cor said as he approached you from behind.

         That didn't seem like much of an issue at all. “Can’t you just buy the parts you need?”

         “It’s not that simple.” Cor sighed. “The parts the boat needs can only be constructed using a rare ore called mythril.”

          You turned around. “Well, maybe the boys and I can look for it. Do you know where we could fi-”

          “It ain’t worth the trouble.” Cid cut you off. Your nostrils flared but you tried not to take his abrasiveness too personally. No matter how acerbic he could be, he was still an ally to the crown and a lifelong friend of the late king. But that didn't necessarily mean you had to enjoy his company. He continued. “Y’all gonna hafta find another way overseas, this thing can’t take ya.”

          “Let me and the boys decide that.” You said with a little more bite than you needed. Then you addressed Cor, the more tolerable of the two. “If we could find mythril would you guys still take us?”

       His hands wormed into his pockets, his chest deflating with a heavy exhale. “Finding it isn’t the problem. We know a place where mythril is in abundance, but the roads leading there, and the site itself, is controlled by the Nilfs. We can’t risk the prince getting captured over a piece of ore.”

       “And we can’t risk him not going to Altissa.” You countered before asking, “where is this place?” Your question was swallowed by the tension in the air. Cor held your gaze without saying a word. Unease trickled down the back of your throat. You understood his concern and his duty to protect the prince, but you had your duty too and it was to escort him to Altissa. Was he really going to stand in your way? 

       “Vesperpool,” came a response at last. You faced Cid, surprised he was the one to break the ice first.  “Even if you managed to get in, the place ‘s a dump. If the daemons or the Nilfs don’t kill ya the ruin certainly would.”

       You highly doubted that. “We’ve survived much worse. Give us a few days and we’ll get you your mythril.”

       The men eventually acquiesced and you spent the remainder of your time waiting for the boys with Talcott. Once the clock struck noon, you were by the road in time to see the regalia pull up to the dirt covered ground. 

     Your stomach was in knots for some reason as they climbed out of the car one by one. You had been so confident when you were talking to Cor and Cid, the situation not fully penetrating your brain. But now, you were truly wondering how you and the boys were going to get the ore.  Sure, you and the others infiltrated Nilfheim occupied sites before, but never did you have to deal with both Nilfs and daemons at the same time. Not to mention a crumbling ruins, you sighed, gathering your thoughts before you said, “bad news guys.” 

       “What is it?” Noctis asked, resting his arms on the dirty hood of the car. You told them what you learned from Cid and Cor. By the time you were done, the nervous energy you felt in your gut became palpable in the air. 

      Ignis hummed, staring at the ground in deep contemplation. “That certainly puts a damper on our plans.” He mumbled.

       “Why don’t we sneak in like we always do?” Prompto proposed.

       “Because this situation presents a problem we’ve never encountered before.” Ignis said. “If the roads are indeed under imperial control then we must formulate a plan of entry.”

         Prompto shrugged. “Well, maybe Ardyn would let us in.”

         Your heart bolted into your throat but you kept your face as windless as you could. You don't want to see Ardyn, at least not this soon. You had a promise to uphold, one that you constantly broke every time you saw him. If you wanted to remain true to Gladiolus then you would have to place distance between you and Ardyn, at least until you were strong enough to reject his advances. Unfortunately this situation wouldn't allow you to do that. No matter how you looked at it, you and your friends needed Ardyn's help. You would have no choice but to share space with him before you were ready.

          Ignis scoffed, snapping you out of your thoughts. “He represents a problem, not a solution. We shouldn’t rely on him so carelessly while his intentions remain unclear.”

         “Should we just drive up there and check?” Noctis suggested.

          “That is if we could find a way around the imperial lockdown.”

          Prompto pulled out a folded map from his back pocket. His lips pressed into a thin line as he glanced over it. “Looks like only one road leads there.”

          Noctis cursed under his breath, “so what are we gonna do?”

         “Ask Ardyn.” You said. The silence burned in your ears as they looked back at you. You ignored the uncomfortable pressure in your belly, your nerves narrowing your throat. “We have no other options.” 

        After a beat, Ignis shook his head. “Even if he is willing to help us, we have no way of contacting him.” 

        You let out a whoosh of air as if you had fallen flat on your back.  Your throat narrowed some more in a silent warning. “I do.” Their silent attention had your lips pinching together. “He gave me his number on our way to the disk.”

         Sweat snaked down your neck as Gladiolus took a step towards you. “Why would Ardyn give you his number?” His voice was leveled but his eyes were enough to wrench your nervousness to the surface. 

        “W-well…” Your heated flesh gave way to beads of sweat along your arms and shoulders. You looked down at the ground as though you could find a viable excuse between the grains of burnt orange dirt. “He wanted me to pass it on to Noct.” You said quickly, your stomach churning with the barely formulated lie. “He said he wanted us to have a way to reach him if we needed him.”

        You heard Noctis grumble something unintelligible under his breath. “He’s been helping us out so far. It wouldn’t hurt to trust him, at least a little. Besides,” you shrugged, “what other choice do we have?”  You wondered if it was a bad idea to speak in Ardyn’s defense. Your friends didn’t trust him and your boyfriend trusted him even less. But it was like what you thought before, the five of you didn't have much of a choice.

       Noctis needed to get to Altissa and the only person who could help you do that was Ardyn. He was always there to help. As of right now, your friends didn't have much of a reason to distrust him. Sure his actions were a little dubious, but his intentions were genuine. Without him, Noctis would have a much harder time reclaiming the Lucian throne. You would all be forced to continue wandering as fugitives until you were either captured or executed.  

     Finally, someone spoke. “I don’t like the prospect but you are right, Aera.” Came Ignis, “it seems we must place ourselves at the mercy of our dubious benefactor once again.” The others didn’t speak but you took their silence as acquiescence.

      “Noct?” 

       The brooding prince rolled his eyes and groan. “We have no choice.” He said.

        You nearly leaped off the ground when you heard Gladiolus’ deep baritone close to your ear. “Make the call on Noct’s phone.” He instructed. “If it's really for him then Ardyn wouldn’t mind.”

        Ignis tilted his head while Noctis handed his phone to you. “Don't you find it strange that he gave his number to Aera instead of handing it to Noct personally?” A zing tore up your spine. Your step brother wasn't looking at you but your fingers trembled as you copied the number into Noctis' phone anyway. A part of you wondered if they would question the explanation you gave, but it was innocuous enough. At least you thought it was.

       Anxiety grazed the back of your neck, making the tiny hairs there stand like the fur of a startled cat. You heard Gladiolus say, “exactly”, and it was all you could do to keep your breathing under control. They suspected you. Even Ignis, who was unaware of your history with Ardyn. What would Gladiolus do if the accusation crossed his mind? You bit the inside of your cheek till the flesh smarted in pain. You should've supplied him with another explanation that night, anything, even the most absurd story would've been better than giving him part of the truth. Now he could easily figure out the lies.

       Prompto leaned against the regalia, his blond bangs casting his right eye in a heavy shadow. “Well, we aren't exactly trusting of Ardyn. Maybe that's why he gave it to Aera?”

       “Doubt it.” Was Gladiolus’ response, he looked at you, a thought you weren't privy to flickered across his eyes. “Once you make that call, delete his number from your phone.”

       You nodded your head and brought Noct’s phone to your ear. It ranged for what felt like a million anxiety-inducing years before he picked up. The dread subsided a bit at the sound of his voice. With the way your friends were looking at you, you couldn't show it on your face and kept the call short. By the end of it he told you to wait two days for him to make a few preparations and promised to call back once everything was ready. 

       You relayed as much to your friends. Their shoulders visibly relaxed but a sort of wariness took residence on their faces, making their brows furrowed at the thought of having to rely on Ardyn no doubt. After a brief moment, Gladiolus unfroze from his contemplative daze and sauntered over to Noctis. “By the way Noctis before I forget. I'm gonna split for a while but I'll be back in a few days.”

       “Where are you going?” You asked before Noctis could. Gladiolus didn't tell you he was planning on leaving. But then again, you weren't exactly communicative with him as of late. 

       He glanced your way. “You'll know once I get back, but before I go I need to talk to you for a minute.” He turned around and paced towards a tree at the other side of the road. Dread stalked your steps as you followed him, making your heart thrash in your throat. Once the two of you were a good distance away, he turned around and folded his arms in front of his chest.

       “Did you delete his number like I asked?” 

         You nodded your head. Silence dragged on as he stared at you with a look you couldn't describe. 

          He sighed. “You need to be careful around that guy. He didn't give you his number only because of Noct.”

           You bit your lip. You knew that wasn't why, he left it after you fell asleep in his arms last night, a fact you hoped Gladiolus wouldn't find out about. Heat rose in your chest when you saw him watching you, scrutinizing you as though he saw your thoughts bubble on your skin. 

          He was quiet for a long time, it made you feel like you were drowning. It didn't help that you held your breath for as long as he held his silence. Finally, he said, “is there something else going on?”

         Your stomach dropped to the ground. “W-what? NO! What makes you say that?”

          His frown deepened. “You looked like you were gonna be sick.” He said.

         Closing your eyes, you forced the nauseating dread from your stomach, balled it up, and shoved it to the back of your mind. “I just…feel stupid that I fell for it. I didn't think about any other…intentions he could've had.” Gladiolus drew you into his arms. His heartbeat pummeled your ear and you felt that sickness crawl up your spine when he kissed your forehead. 

        “It's because you see the good in people.” He said. “It's one of your best traits, but don't let someone like Ardyn use it against you. He's up to something and we all gotta be careful around him, including you.” You let his warning roll over you like the first glimpses of sunlight. He didn't reveal anything new. You knew what Ardyn's intentions were and his desire to shape Noctis into the king the gods intended him to be. It was a revelation you kept to yourself. You wondered if your friends would warm up to him if they knew. Possibly not, he did cause the fall of Lucis and the death of the former king. 

       There was no forgiving that. Even more so his feelings for you…and your feelings for him. Gladiolus pulled away from you and smoothed his hand over your hair. “Watch your back, alright?” He said. “And try not to miss me too much while I'm gone.”

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Your hands slid up your shirt slowly. You lifted your shirt over your head and lowered your pants to the floor. Your shirt was discarded somewhere in the room. Ignis had tried his best to hide emotions, but failed. His hand covered his mouth, his eyes couldn't help but wander, taking in every inch of your exposed skin, frying it to his memory. His pants tightened as he watched your actions. You walked over to him slowly. His breath caught in his throat, and his eyes slowly met yours as he looked up at you. You smiled and moved for your legs to be on either side of his. He started to reach out to touch your hips, but he hesitated.

"It's okay." You said as you took his hands.

"Do you want to do this?"

"Yes, I do. Do you?"

"Yes."

With that, he placed his hands on your hips and slowly lowered you down onto him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and your lips met his. His hand slowly slid up your body, and the other remained on your hip. You moved your arms away from him and began to unbutton his shirt. He gave your hip a gentle but firm squeeze. You slid the shirt down his arms and he helped you take it the rest of the way off. He often wore long sleeves. You had never seen him wear anything less aside from in the bedroom.

You gently pushed him back, and he laid down as you moved to undo his belt and pants, sliding them down over his muscled thighs before taking them off. You slowly slid your hand over the hardened lump in his boxers. He let out a moan and his tip leaked pre-cum. Your fingers grasped the waistband of his boxers and you slid them down before you moved over the top of him. Your hands slid across his abs, his face bright with blush as he watched your movements. His hands grasped your thighs as your hand touched his length. You moved your lingerie to the side as you lowered yourself down onto him, letting out a moan as you did. His hands moved to grasp your hips. You leaned down and kissed his neck. He breathed in slowly and tilted his head back. When you were ready, you slowly began to move up and down. Ignis's hands helped you to move. You began to move faster and harder. Ignis, at times, would thrust up into you. Your moans, as well as his, mixed in the air. At times like this, you were glad that you lived alone with no one to hear or accidentally see. Still, you continued your movements, Ignis rubbing/stroking you. It wasn't long before you came and Ignis followed soon afterward. You laid down on Ignis's chest. He wrapped his arms around you. You breathed in and out heavily, trying to control your breathing from the workout. Ignis slowly slid his hands up and down your back. When you were calm and ready, Ignis moved so that he was now on top.

"Are you ready?" He asked as his eyes met yours. His glasses had been taken off sometime long ago.

"Yes."

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