#Cor Leonis x reader

[rosemary-morgan]

FFXV - HC’s about your pregnancy and how the boys would take care of you

Female Reader

I have some cute ideas in mind 🖤 Let your dearest boy take care of you 💋 I want to thank everyone who read and support my stuff.

A big thank you to my dear friend @fangirl-ramblings​ 🖤 she has been beta reading for me 🌹

(Pictures/GIF are not mine! Found on Pinterest/Google/tumblr)  

Characters: Prompto, Nyx Ulric, Cor Leonis, Gladio and Ignis

Warning: Pregnant reader, some argument, mention of love making

A little reminder: Requests are open 😋

Prompto:

⦁When you tell Prompto about your pregnancy, he is overjoyed! He can't stop kissing you, he even cries because he is so happy! And you cry with him.

⦁He immediately tells the good news to his friends and they of course rejoice with him. It will not be easy to choose a godfather for the child.

⦁He thinks you are the most beautiful woman in the world. Seeing you like this, with your beautiful round belly, makes him very happy. A part of him lives in you now.

⦁Prompto is so excited! He is already buying so many things for the unborn child. Clothes, toys and books of fairy tales, so he can read them to his child every night.

⦁Prompto gets you everything you feel like. No matter how crazy your cravings are, he would willingly drive hundreds of miles to see you happy. Even in the middle of the night he will get you your favorite ice cream if you ask for it.

⦁He will protect you and the little one with his life.

⦁When fears and worries rob you of your sleep, Prompto will tell you with that sweet voice of his, that everything will be fine. You will hear words full of love that will make your heart laugh again.

⦁He will probably freak out if you get hurt or catch some illness. He will take good care of you, but overacting sometimes.

⦁On the nights when you are in his arms, he is even more tender and loving than he already is. He loves you and the little one in your belly. Sometimes he sings to his child. Softly and in a gentle voice, while he lovingly looks at you and caressing your belly.

Nyx Ulric:

⦁ Your pregnancy is not planned at all and you are afraid to tell him that you are expecting a his child.

⦁ Nyx is speechless at first and just stares at you with wide eyes. You don't know what's going on in his head and what he's thinking about, and that makes you very nervous. Does he want this child? Is he going to freak out now?

��� Your anxiety grows as no reaction comes from Nyx. But when he sees your tears and the sad expression on your face, he wakes up from his trance. He can't stand to see you so sad and immediately wraps you in his arms "Hey, hey... it's alright. It's okay."

⦁ Nyx is very loving and also understanding. He loves you more than anything. As time goes by, Nyx becomes more and more excited that you are expecting a child from him. A little being that grows inside you. A greater gift you could not offer him.

⦁ However, he is concerned about whether he can provide you and the baby with the life you deserve. He will do anything to make you happy.

⦁ His worries are great, but when he sees you, full of joy and also full of love, he forgets his fears. In you he has met his soul mate.

⦁ Your nights are full of love and passion. Nyx shows you how beautiful you are and how much he desires you.

⦁ Nyx and you become even closer.

⦁ Nyx will no longer risk his life so recklessly, for he has a great responsibility. He chooses his missions carefully and is highly concentrated.

⦁ He informs himself about pregnancy, gets books and guidebooks, so that he is prepared for the coming weeks and months. He supports you where he can, because he knows that pregnancy is not an easy thing.

⦁ When your baby is born, he doesn't leave your side and when he finally sees this sweet little creature, his beautiful blue eyes shimmer with tears. "I love you. Both of you", he says as he strokes your hair and kisses you full of love.

Cor Leonis:

⦁ You have been trying to have a child for a long time, but it doesn't happen so easily for you.

⦁ The more time goes by and you don't succeed, the more unhappy you are about it. It is your greatest wish, but Cor also wishes to start a family.

⦁ You start to doubt yourself and are afraid that Cor might leave you. Even though you know deep inside that he would never do that. He loves you and wants to share his life with you.

⦁ But one day, when you think all hope is lost a small miracle happens, You can hardly believe it, but it happened!

⦁ Cor can hardly believe it when he comes home and you give him this beautiful news.

⦁ You kiss each other in tears, Cor showers you with kisses. He can't put into words how happy he is. Lovingly he embraces your face, looks at you with tears and smiles. "I love you, Y/N."

⦁ He lifts you in his arms and takes you to the bedroom where he loves you with passion. It's a long night of you making love. You lose all sense of time, because you are in your own world, forgetting everything around you...

⦁ Cor works less to be there for you.

⦁ You take many walks in nature and when you are not feeling well, he lovingly takes care of you.

⦁ You love his kisses on your belly, you like the way he looks at you; full of love and affection. You have found the man to spend the rest of your life with

Gladio:

⦁ Gladio is completely shocked at first. This was not planned at all! He literally panics!

⦁ He becomes louder, asks you how this is supposed to work? Because as I said, it was not planned at all! He thinks he is completely unsuitable as a father. He has other obligations and can not also take care of a child!

⦁ His extremely negative reaction shocks you. You try to calm him down, but Gladio is much too upset.

⦁ "This shouldn't have happened! Damn it, Y/N!" He doesn't think about what he's saying "What are you doing to me, Y/N?!"

⦁ After that sentence, you can't hold back your tears and Gladio sees that too. He sees your shocked expression and immediately regrets his words. But we know how stubborn he can be and he doesn't even apologize to you at first.

⦁ He leaves the apartment, because he first needs a clear head. He must gain distance from you in order not to hurt you even more. Gladio really regrets his words, but he needs to be alone for now.

⦁ His friend Ignis manages to calm him down and give him some advice. As a result, Gladio calms down and his feelings don't take over his mind. Rational thinking is now the order of the day.

⦁ Gladio really loves you very much and he wants to be there for you.

⦁ When he comes home and finds you crying in your shared bed, it breaks his heart. He asks you for forgiveness and holds you tightly in his arms. "I am so sorry. Please, forgive me. Please, Y/N..."

⦁ He knew what an idiot he had been and deeply regrets it.

⦁ Gladio is very gentle and affectionate in dealing with you. He treats you as if you were made of glass.

⦁ And if anyone is rude or rough with you, oh, God have mercy on them! He becomes overprotective.

⦁ He shows a lot of understanding when your hormones go crazy.

⦁ Lying in his lap, he strokes your hair and is so happy about the course his life has taken.

Ignis:

⦁ When you tell Ignis the happy news, he is overjoyed! You made him the proudest man in the world. His beautiful wife brings new life into the world! Who would not be happy and proud?

⦁ You both knew from the beginning that you wanted children. You didn't want to wait long to have them and now you are going to be very young parents.

⦁ Ignis takes care of you as if you were the greatest treasure on earth. Well, he did that before, but now his protective instinct has also become stronger.

⦁ Ignis cooks you meals that are healthy, but also very tasty! So no boring dishes, just really fancy things!

⦁ Ignis knows that you are going through a special time and that you need every support, and you will get it from him. He does most of the housework because he doesn’t want you to overwork yourself.

⦁ He will prepare baths for you, with fragrant oils, and petals of flowers. And while you take a bath, he admires you, caressing your belly, while he keeps looking at you gently. Full of love.

⦁ He often makes trips with you. Your favorite destination is Galdin Quay. There you spend passionate nights together.

⦁ Sometimes, you sit on the beach at night and look at the stars in the sky. You talk about your future. These evenings will remain in your memory for a long time, because they are very special.

[redara]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Cor Leonis/Reader, Cor Leonis/You Characters: Cor Leonis, Cactuar (Final Fantasy XV) Additional Tags: Vaginal Sex, Fingerfucking, Blow Jobs, Older Man/Younger Woman, Status Ailment, horny status, flowering cactuar, cor trying to be helpful, explicit detail, this is too damn long, No Beta Series: Part 7 of Road Trip Under The Sheet Summary:

Drinking cactus juice is a bad survival tip. Accidentally swallowing cactuar juice is worse. So much worse if the cactuar is in heat.

An innocent hunt with the Marshal takes a turn when you're afflicted with horny status.

[andywinter16]

Alright you got me interested in the Titus x Princess Au. I’m curious though, how would Cor react if he found out about this secret relationship?! Would he tell the king? Would he threaten Titus?! Would he be jealous!?! Scold the princess!? Tell Gladio?! I gotta know!!!

Hi @yuujisbaka ! I am glad you liked it, I admittedly was suprised that people wanted to know more about this AU 🤯😃 Btw, thank you for putting in my head another parts for the AU!princess, that popped in my mind while writing this. Yall for some wild ride in there! (Funny thing, when your ask came I was in middle of writing something else ... I was like " Nope, I need to wrote this first, no no no ... Damn it, I need to answer this or I will forget it)

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Cor actually knew that something was up with Titus. He seemed much more relaxed and happier. Cor went to ask Titus about his suspicions that he had. "Be honest with me Drautos, are you seeing somebody?" Titus face was completely blank. "What it is to you, If I am seeing someone?" Cor had that mischievous smile on his face . "Nothing, obviously. But it would explained the lipstick on your cheek."

Cor was happy for his friend, he deserved all the happiness in the world. He wanted to meet this mysterious partner of Titus, but pressuring Titus into something wasn´t the best idea, so Cor patiently waited. And if he knew his wish would be soon granted, he woudn´t be so excited about it ...

It was accident when he found out about them. It was around the time when Titus took princess with him to Cavaugh. On the way back, Titus escorted princess to her chambers. Cor was actually waiting there for them. ( He wanted to know If both of them were okay) He didn´t expect to find them embracing each other while princess softly kissed Titus forehead. " Good night, my love. Sleep well."

It was like being doused with cold water and punched in the face at the same time for Cor. In one second he felt million emotions at once. He remained silent and hide in the shadows of the corridor.

" Are you using her?!" and " You´re old Titus, and she´s young woman with a whole life before her." were some of the words that Cor said. He cornered him in his office the next day, demanding answers. Titus´s got unbeliably mad. "I would burn a goddamn world for her, just to see her smile! I would kill in her name and perish, just for her safety! So stop preaching to me about how she should live. She took me, a broken man and molded him into something better." Titus chuckled bitterly.

Cor ain´t no snitch, okay. So he will not tell immediately Regis about this. But he´s wary of Titus. And even more protective of princess.

Cor and jealous? Well, he is jealous that Titus found somebody to love and share his life with. The safe space that he can be himself. Cor yearned his whole life for that too ... (he will not admit that maybe he nursed crush he was a tiny bit attracted to princess)

If he told Gladio? Oh no, he was more cunning about it. He told Gadio, Ignis and Prompto about his uneasy feeling with princess and her new "boyfriend". So he asked them If they could keep an eye on her. Just for peace of mind, for this old man.

Cor didn´t scold princess, it was the other way around. And trust me, when princess angrily barged into Cor´s office it was a terrifying sight. " Cor Leonis! How dare you, threathed him like that?! You want me to marry that prince of Niflheim so badly?! " And the one that hurt the most. "I though you´re my dear friend, Cor."

[littlemiss-sakura]

Y/n talking with her friends: *blah blah blah* yeah I’m single * blah blah blah*

In the distance~

Regis and Clarus: * looking at Cor with eyebrow wiggles*

Cor: knock it off both of you

Regis and Clarus: you don’t ask her out, we’ll do it for you 😤😈

Cor: hold on I need to make sure I look good

[mandakatt]

FFXV Drabble - Cor Leonis - Carry you home

A/N: My last writing stream was fun! Thank you to those who made it out to watch me wrestle the muse into flexing that writing muscle!

Written for @mogquicksilver​ - Who asked for Cor to carry them home after their legs had given out. Characters: Cor Leonis/Reader  Warnings: None Word Count: 600 Summary: You take a seat, trying to not bring too much attention to yourself on how your body hurts, when Cor finds you. 

Groaning quietly you took a seat on a nearby bench during your trip home. The day had been so very long, and everything hurts. You were surprised just how much your legs were bothering you. 

Heaving a sigh you rubbed your hand slowly against your thigh down to your knee, in hopes that some of the friction would cause enough warmth to take the ache out of your legs, only to hiss through your teeth when they seemed to throb worse.

You jumped with a start however when someone placed their hand on your shoulder, and you turned to look up at them wide eyed. 

“Don’t be scared, it’s just me…” 

“Six… don’t you ever make any noise when you walk?!” 

Cor couldn’t stop the soft chuckle that passed his lips at that before he took a seat next to you. “I saw you were here, and you looked… well it looked like you weren’t feeling well. Are you alright?”

“Ah, I’m fine,” you said quickly as you put what you hoped was a convincing smile on your face. “Just—It was a long day, and I’m a little tired is all.”

Cor lifted a brow a little and you gently turned your head to look away. “What about you? I’m sure you’re day couldn’t have been any shorter than mine…”

“It wasn’t, it was honestly probably longer,” Cor huffed out a little laugh. “But I was in the area and when I noticed you, I wanted to be sure you were ok.”

Turning your head to look back at him you gave him a rather incredulous look. “You… You live closer to the Citadel, why are you out this way?”

“As I said, I was in the area,” and he gave you a soft smile that seemed to warm you from the inside out that you couldn’t help but return it. “And again, are you alright?”

“Oh! I’m fine!” you exclaimed as you jumped up from your seat only to hiss through your teeth as your legs buckled out from under you. You screwed your eyes shut expecting to hit the ground but instead you felt almost weightless… which was an odd sensation in itself. Slowly you opened your eyes to find that Cor had moved quickly enough to slip a hand behind your knees, and the other behind your shoulder, and there he stood, holding you princess style in his arms. 

“I have you, you’re alright…” 

Your face flushed with warmth as you stared up at him wide eyed. “C-Cor! I’m sorry, p-please put me down!”

“No.” 

You squirmed a bit in his arms and all he did was hold you tighter as he turned off in the direction of your home. 

“C-Cor!”

“No,” he repeated again and looked down at you. “You’re in pain, right?”

“I—” you couldn’t look at him as you admitted it and looked down at your hands. 

“I have you,” he repeated again, bringing his lips to gently kiss your temple. “Let me take you home. Make sure you’re safe.” 

“But… but I—”

“Shh,” and he stopped only to adjust you slightly in his arms, more to bring your head to his shoulder. “You’re not causing me any trouble. I want to carry you home.”

You were sure he could feel the heat of your face against his skin as you gave him just a slight nod, more or less gently nuzzling your face against his neck. 

Cor gave off a soft pleased hum as he started walking again in the direction of your home, glad to keep you safe in his arms.  

[thefloorisbalaclava]

So the requests are open. umm... can I get some Cor or mayhaps Regis (if you write for him) something fluff but angsty? 👀

I wrote this request with Cor. I hope you don’t mind!

Cor the Immortal. That's what they called him. He was only Cor to you, though. Your lion. He was no more immortal than the next man, but years of stories and legends had made everyone believe that there was no killing him. You knew better. You were the one who had patched him up most of the time when he came stumbling home in pain.

You had heard him shout in pain. You had heard him beg for you to kill him when the pain was too much to bear, but you could never let him go.

Ten years.

It had been ten years before Noctis came back and during those years there was nothing but darkness. Of course, your Cor, along with a group of other Glaives, kept the citizens as safe as they could. Cor kept you with him but still hidden away. You could only imagine what would happen if you had been hurt...or killed.

He cursed under his breath as you walked up behind him and wrapped your arms around him. "Please don't go back out there," you begged. You felt how he relaxed when you spoke, how much softer he became for you.

"I have to. You know that. It's my duty." He turned to you and gave you a small smile. The wrinkles by his eyes had become deeper over the years and his once black hair had turned grey much quicker than it should have.

"What about me?" you asked sadly. "What am I supposed to do if…"

"I told you not to speak of it. I won't have you talking that way not while I still breathe." He was tired. He wanted nothing more than to stay there with you. He often told you of his dreams of taking you far away and leaving this all behind, but a dream was all it could ever be. "Look at me."

You turned away instead, walking to the little room you two shared. "How long will it be until all I have left of you are memories?" You picked up the only picture of the two of you together.

Cor walked over and took the photo from you, holding it tightly. "I will always come back to you. We will make memories together." He looked down at the photo in his hand and smirked. "I remember this day. Galdin Quay…"

"The day you proposed." You looked down at the ring on your finger. "I had never seen you smile so much. We were so carefree, so happy." You covered your face and cried. "I want that back."

"I want it back too that's why I have to do this."

"But...I can't lose you, Cor."

"You won't." He had never been one to show a lot of emotion, but with you, he was someone else. When he looked up at you, you could see the tears swimming in his beautiful eyes. "You won't," he repeated, his voice cracking.

"Promise me...because I need you here not just for me but for…us." You touched your stomach and looked at him nervously.

He looked down at your stomach then into your eyes. "Us?"

“Yeah...I think so...I mean…” You looked at him. He appeared to be in shock. “Are you upset? You already have so much on your plate and…” You gasped as Cor pulled you into his arms and held onto you as if his life depended on it.

“You just made me the happiest and proudest man alive,” he said before pressing his lips to your cheek then your lips, kissing you with a passion that you thought was long gone. 

“Cor,” you giggled when he finally let you breathe.

“There,” he said, smiling brightly.

“What?”

“You smiled. I’ve missed that. I missed being the one to make you smile.” He touched your cheek and you leaned into his palm.

“Cor...oh, sorry to interrupt, sir. It’s time.” You both turned to the glaive who appeared to be blushing. “Sorry sir...ma’am.”

“It’s okay,” you said. Cor turned to you and sighed but you nodded. “I know. Just come back, okay?”

“I will for you. For both of you.” He kissed you once more and touched you stomach before walking away without looking back. 

“I love you,” you whispered as the door closed.

[ktzuki]

Hello Mitsu! 💜 I was wondering if I could request a cute little set of headcanons for Cor x Fem!Reader where they go out on a spontaneous date after work? Like where would they go? What would they do? How would they act? 💜🐥🙏🏽 Thank youuuu!!! — Moosh :)

thanks for being my first requester ;^; i really like this idea, so i might turn it into a small oneshot really soon !! heres my take on cor on a date (i havent seen much of him so this is suppperr ooc) , hopefully you enjoy this💞 8.02.19

Cor Leonis:

he loves amusement parks

its like, your date spot

your go-to place, just for the two of you

would probably take you if he sees you tired / sad, or when he feels stressed

... or when he just wants to have fun

he doesn't like showing this side to anyone except you

even his closest workbuddy, Regis, has no clue

butttt he probably does, considering all the pictures Cor has of the two of you in his office room

Cor actually really likes being in happy, couple-like areas

fun places > fancy restaurants

wants to wear matching clothing items as much as possible

he's your mickey to your minnie

holds your hand whilst walking around

holding hands with you still makes him blush like a little boy

ANYWAYS, Cor has the most fun on thriller rides

they make his heartbeat race like the way you do

he also loveslovesloves the mugshots that come out of it

secretly keeps all of them

after your ride, he makes sure to buy the picture of the two of you *cough*onlyforyou...*cough*

makes you put your hands up in the air when going down for his enjoyment

even if its deafening, your scream is music to his ears

occasionally plays tig and tag to your next ride

will buy alot of sweets to share between the two of you

"open your mouth, please. i want to feed you."

super mega happy when you say yes !!

always feels appreciative and loved whenever you take him

"thanks, love. thanks for making me feel better."

[ sksk i apologise for this, i dont really see the light in it myself. maybe because its late... 😩 ]

[florets-in-the-sky]

Meetings (Cor Leonis)

{Fluff} First meetings were never his strong suit, but he thinks he can make an exception this time around.

Notes: Sorry for not writing anything in months, it feels like, but nothing was coming to me and I literally had to tie myself down to finish this one.

Warnings: None

Song: For the First Time

He had to tell himself that his reasons for breaking off the relationship were a beneficial thing. It had been mutual.

You yourself even admitted that. It was a necessary end to something that could have gone so far. He was busy with his work with the Crownsguard, you had other things tying you down and eating away at the time that was supposed to be spent together. But as you curled into yourself cuddled under piles of blankets mulling it over, why did you still feel like this?

It was pure spite and drive that pulled you from the slump. Throwing yourself into work was a lot better than throwing yourself to the void, you decided. And for a time, work was your entire focus. So much so that friends and family began to question if you were all right. You brushed them off with a smile and a shake of your head 

‘Don’t worry about me.’

‘I’ve never been better.’

Those false claims were better than dealing with the pitying looks everyone sent your way.

‘There’s the one.’

‘Broke up with the Marshal recently, right?’

‘I knew he wasn’t the type that settled.’

You placed scotch tape over the cracks and prayed no one would notice. No one could see you crumbling from the inside out if you looked put together. The whole thing was sorted and under wraps. No one needed to no otherwise. 

And of course, the consequence of throwing yourself into your job was losing it instantaneously when the city fell, as if some deity had seen your plight and instead of sending respite, snapped their fingers and watched it crumble. 

It was a miracle that you had been stationed outside of Insomnia at the time of the fall. Your home was gone--family and friends missing. You wondered how many people were still left from the once fabled city. Had he made it? It was out of the question. Of course he had. He was the Immortal after all. He couldn’t die in such an unbefitting way. Those were the lies you had to tell yourself to fall asleep. But more often than not, you lay awake in the dead of the night, thinking. 

So the next logical step was to head to the nearest bar and drink yourself into a stupor. Because how can you recover from that when everything else just keeps coming down around you? Again, not healthy, but it’s all you’ve got left to resort to. Maybe you should have taken up those offers from your friends a long time ago, but it was too late now. They were buried under the rubble anyway. If not that, then lost somewhere out in the wilds outside of Insomnia to the Daemons. No one ever called you cheery, and you suppose you now knew why. 

You were downing another drink, swaying in your seat when he strolled in. The Gods must really hate you. The only thing you could think of was taking the bottle you were holding and slamming it against his head. That was probably bad ex-etiquette though, as far as you were concerned. So you refrained, the only thing holding you back being the quiet whisper of your logical brain. That, and the fact that you had spent so many nights worrying over him and now he was there--right in front of you--very much alive, and every bit the way you remember you loved him. Every bit the way you remember you still love him.  

‘You’re okay.’

‘You’re here.’

‘I missed you.’

‘Don’t leave me.’ 

If you could quiet your aching heart and bruised ego, you would. That breakup was anything but mutual and you know that now.

He barely noticed you as he took his seat, seeming too lost in his own thoughts to even acknowledge you. You were seriously considering revoking what your logical brain was saying and taking the bottle straight to his face. 

Had he not thought about your wellbeing when the city fell? Had he not lay awake at night wondering? You suppose that was selfish. He had the Crownsguard to worry about, the Crown, the now dead king, and the future alive king and his posse. But the more he ignored you, the more your blood boiled. The only thing that stopped you this time was not the internal dialogue, but rather a pair of blue eyes that glanced up and captured you in place with that look.

At first, they were tired and distraught, weary and afraid. You hadn’t recalled the last time you had seen him like that. But in an instant, as if finding strength in yours, they brightened, surprise etching out their shape before it softened them, pupils dilated in the low lighting. You loved those eyes. You still love those eyes. They were the prettiest shade of blue even now. Even after.

“Hey,” he said. 

And you found yourself laughing, out of character for you, but it was hardly something you could find yourself caring about with how intoxicated you were and how absolutely ludicrous the situation was. 

“Hey? The city was just destroyed, and we lost both of our jobs, and that’s your best?” 

His shoulders sagged, shaking with his soft laughter. 

“Y’know, Marshall,” you drawled, fully enjoying his attention on you for the first time in months, “I would have expected you to be anywhere but here. We have some pretty strange luck.”

“Luck?” He cocks his head with a small grin.

You nod, taking another drink. “Yes, luck. We survived. We’re here.” You gestured to the bar haphazardly. “You still look pretty okay.”

His grin widens. “You’re drunk.”

“Not so.”

“You’re not nearly this bold when sober.”

You scoff and are about to take another drink when he takes it from you, despite your drunken protest. You would have fought harder for that bottle, but you were in no state to try. Not that you wanted to. The brief touch of his hand on yours was... welcome.  

So you let him drop you off at the nearby hotel and the only thing you can remember is you muttering something about his eyes to which he smiles. Then you mutter something about his smile and he shakes his head. You would continue to compliment him, but felt far too sick to do much of anything when he finally laid you down on the bed and tucked you in. You swear you felt the slightest brush of lips against your forehead, but couldn’t quite convince yourself it was real.

When you wake up in the morning with a headache that won’t quit and a body that aches, you wonder what compelled you to go out that night and drink so much. A glass of water and two pills are your saving grace for the moment.

You’re still nursing your head and contemplating a nap when you hear the door open and in steps Cor Leonis, Mr. Immortal himself. He’s wearing that usual hard to crack expression that means he’s thinking awfully too hard about something that will probably make him grumpy. It all dissipates when he catches you awake, and he hurries over.

“You feeling all right?” he asks, eyeing the empty glass of water and the absence of the pills he left earlier.

“Head still hurts, but it’s calming down,” you offer with a slow nod so as not to irritate it. 

“That’s good.”

He always was a man of few words, and at times you had found it endearing. Right now it was just painful and awkward as silence filled the room with you and your ex.

“I can pay you back for the--”

“There’s no need.”

More silence.

You clear your throat. “Well I think I should be heading out now.”

“Where to?”

“To find work? To get out of this hellhole? Some of us can’t simply swing a sword around and get paid.” You chuckle and unsteadily get to your feet. You breathe for a moment when you stand, gaining your bearings before heading for the door. “Thanks, Cor,” you manage, casting a glance over your shoulder at him before exiting. 

That wasn’t the last time you’d be seeing him.

~

The next time is purely coincidence you try to tell yourself, and not some trick of the Astrals trying to ensure that he remains a permanent fixture in your life.

He’s still wearing those black Crownsguard fatigues, and he still looks as stoic as ever, even as he sits in this dusty outpost with little to show for his efforts of holding back the Empire and helping the Crown Prince. He looks more of a mess than you think you ever did and the slightest bit of pity has you taking the empty seat next to him.

Just like before he catches your eye and the only thing that comes out is, “Hey.”

You laugh, ducking your head before allowing it to come back up and meet his eyes. “Hey.”

Cor didn’t think he would make it this far into the conversation and seemingly sits there, stumped as to where to go next. That’s your cue. It always has been. And right now, you could use the familiarity. 

“Heard you’ve been helping the Prince.” You cock your head. “How is he?”

He seems relieved that you’ve taken over the conversation, shoulders relaxing at the prospect of talking about something he knows about. “Good. A little wayward, but he’s finding his path. Got a good group with him.”

“I recall a similar group a long time ago heading out on a journey that wasn’t quite as taxing, but still important,” you say with a smile, and he finds himself easing even more under your gaze. You’ve always been able to do that and he’s starting to wonder what made him leave you. What made you leave him.

And pretty soon the both of you are sharing a drink, watching the last rays of filtering sun before retiring into the night. 

This is the most relaxed you remember seeing him, and this is the most relaxed you’ve felt since the break up.

“Can we start over?” you ask hesitantly and quietly, afraid maybe that this would be the sentence to end it all. But you can’t throw yourself into your work anymore. The void will have to do.

He stares at you in painful silence that has you wishing you’d swallowed your words or put them somewhere where no one could find them. But then his gaze eases and he offers a hand. “Hello. My name is Cor Leonis. It’s nice to meet you.”

You laugh, but it sounds like a sob as you take his hand. “Nice to meet you, Cor.”  

 Oh these times are hard

Yeah they're making us crazy

Don't give up on me baby

[rosemary-morgan]

HC’s - You had a bad day at work and the boys cheer you up

Hi everyone (✿◡‿◡)

This is for all of you who are constantly confronted with people/customers in your job who can ruin your day. We always wish for a little cheering up in such situations, right?

So, how about the guys from Final Fantasy? 🖤

I hope you’ll enjoy my HC’s  🖤 A big thank you to my dear friend @fangirl-ramblings​ 🖤 she has been beta reading for me 🌹

Characters: Prompto, Ignis, Nyx Ulric, Cor Leonis

Prompto

The first thing Prompto always does when you come home is to greet you with joy and to kiss you.

He does this today as well,  and his kind and caring nature makes you burst into tears all at once. Oh, you really needed that after that hard day at work. 

You immediately snuggle into your boyfriend's comforting arms and he embraces you. "Y/N? My love, what's wrong?" Prompto is all worried about you and wonders what has you so upset. You don't say anything because your tears won't allow it. Your words are stuck in your throat.

"Did something happen at work?" You nod and Prompto sighs sadly, because he knows you don't have an easy job. Often you come home very sad and exhausted. Loving as he is, he gently strokes through your hair. He stays here with you until you slowly calm down.

He looks down at you with a warm gaze, brushes the tears from your face and gives you a gentle kiss on your forehead. Your cheeks are all flushed, but he thinks that's totally sweet. "Thank you, Prompto. I'm so glad to have you," you whisper as you lean into his hand, which is currently stroking your cheek.

"Come on, Y/N. Let's go for a walk and enjoy the sunset. What do you think?" Prompto knows how good you feel after a walk. And nature especially helps you to calm down. "And after that, we could get some hot dogs? Some fries too? Huh? How does that sound, hon?" His gentle laugh and the soft expression in his eyes is all that makes your heart beat faster. 

It was quickly decided and the two of you head out into nature, walking hand in hand towards the sunset. It is quiet around you. No one to annoy you, no one to be mean and vicious towards you for no reason. Prompto was your angel who knew exactly how to make your heart laugh again.

Ignis 

As you enter the apartment, sighing and dejected, you think about your terrible day at work, which has robbed you of every nerve. But the very next moment you forget everything when you see the many flowers and candles that have been placed in your apartment. Your eyes become wide and you immediately know who has gone to so much effort.

With a gentle smile on your lips, all frustration suddenly falls away from you. The roses are shining in bright red, the candlelight is shimmering so wonderfully. And now, you also notice the fragrance coming from the kitchen. 

"Good evening, my love." Ignis comes to meet you. With a tender smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with love. Love that was meant for you alone. "Iggy. Wow..." 

Gently, he reaches for your left hand as his left hand places itself on your right hip and he gently sways you. As if he wanted to dance. It was meant more as a loving gesture, but you move along in a slow rhythm as you gaze longingly into his eyes.

"This is so beautiful, Iggy. The flowers, the candles... everything. "I wanted to do something special for you." Ignis cooks for you every night, pampers you where he can, but lately you've been so stressed and down that he wanted to spoil you with a special evening.

You kiss him, whispering how grateful you are for his attention. Sometimes you wonder if Ignis is just a beautiful dream. But every time he kisses you, caresses you and touches you, you know he is not a dream.

Cuddling against his chest, you close your eyes and take in his scent. He smells like home, like your personal oasis of well-being. "I love you, Iggy." "Love you too, my love, With all my heart."

This night you enjoy your togetherness. Your home was filled with sweet words and tender kisses...

Nyx Ulric

Sighing comfortably, you snuggle up against the chest of the king's servant. There is no better feeling for you than to lie in Nyx Ulric's arms. You feel safe and secure.

You've both decided to spend the night on the couch watching movies. After the busy day you both had at work, you don't want to do anything. And it feels damn good to just lay around and enjoy the togetherness.

Your snacks are on the table in front of the couch; now laid out in a totally messed up way, it looks like raccoons have been at work, but that doesn't bother you at all. A little mess never hurt anyone.

"I could get used to this," you mumble as you look at the TV, snuggling up against Nyx's chest. Against his bare, warm chest. Nyx strokes your hair as he quietly agrees. It was more of a low hum, for he was a bit tired himself already.

"Thanks, hon. Movie night was a good idea of yours." Nyx just knew what helped you switch off and leave the daily grind behind. Nyx answered you with a tender kiss. You looked deep into his eyes as your lips slowly parted. Quickly, the movie was forgotten as Nyx gently strokes through your hair again and again, keeping his arm around your shoulder to have you close to him.

"I want you to be okay, Y/N," he whispers before kissing you softly again. You're on cloud nine, Nyx was a very special man to you after all. You love everything about this man. His character, his looks, the way he treats you. You couldn't be happier.

You have a simple life, but the most important thing for you was to find each other at the end of the day, to enjoy your young love and to live it to the fullest. 

His kiss deepens, accompanied by a comforting sigh. "What about the movie, Nyx?" You grin against his lips as you say this, knowing Nyx had something else in mind. "Fuck it. You're way more important right now!" Chuckling softly, you pull yourself onto his lap and this time it was you who gave him a passionate kiss...

Cor Leonis

You are pissed off! Pissed off and frustrated! What do people actually allow themselves? Why are customers so eager to ruin your day? You throw the store key into your handbag after locking the door and hope that you won't have to see anyone else today! After this horrible day, you need a week off to calm your nerves!

Sighing, you run a hand through your hair as you make your way home. You really felt like crying at the moment, because it seems like people have lost all respect.

Cor certainly wasn't home yet and that frustrated you even more. There would be nothing better right now than to enjoy the evening with him. Unfortunately, his work often doesn't allow that. But you knew what was in store for you when you married him. Nevertheless, you made a conscious decision to marry Cor Leonis and you still don't regret it.

When you think of Cor, you instantly smile. You don't care about the customers, because in the end they are not a permanent part of your life. But Cor is part of your life and no matter how shitty a day could be, the thought of being in Cor's arms always made your heart smile.

Just as you thought of him, Cor was standing not three meters in front of you. You were so deep in thought that you didn't even notice him at first. He was leaning against his black car, a bouquet of red roses in his hand. "Hey, sweetheart." You love it when he calls you that. Immediately your mood rises and you smile. "Cor!" You rush to him, Cor's gentle smile makes your heart beat faster.

His tender kiss makes you melt away, your knees instantly go all weak. It's a long and tender kiss. "How are you, Y/N? Are you okay?" he asks as he strokes your cheek tenderly. "Now that you're here, I'm doing wonderful." The roses he brought you are beautiful and you can't wait to have them bloom in your home.

You didn't know Cor had another surprise for you. He doesn't drive the usual route to get home, but instead drives in the opposite direction. When you see the car stop in front of a very classy restaurant, you look at Cor with wide eyes. "But... I  look terrible. My hair and my clothes..." But Cor just smirks back at you, leans out to you and kisses you deeply. You instantly fall silent, returning the kiss of the man you so desire.

"You are beautiful and desirable, Y/N." He leans forward a little so that you're pressed into the seat, and you bite your lips in anticipation, knowing how this evening will end. "And if we weren't in a public place, I'd take you right here and now in my car..." "Is that so?"

You both laugh as a last, intense kiss takes place between you before you end the evening together with a romantic dinner...

[alia-turin]

Okay that would be the prequel of I Want You to be Safe and I’m not happy how it turned out. Truth is I wrote 3 different fics, and neither of them seemed right. I guess I am unable to write happy stuff at all since I have started a sequel of the above mentioned and it’s tragic and it’s turning out better (in my opinion). In any case events are happening about 2 years before the fall of Insomnia, nothing major going on in the fic, it was mostly to show how the relationship between Cor and the reader is working. Despite being unhappy with how it turned out I kind of felt like it should be posted in order to explore that relationship a bit further and what is going on in Cor’s head. 

Tag List: @yourcoolfriendwithallthecandy @littlestfangirl @yourcoolfriendwithallthecandy @jojopitcher @birdsandivory 

If you want to be tagged (or untagged) on future fics do let me know. 

Title: I Want You to be Safe [Prequel] Pairing: Cor Leonis x Reader Notes/Warning: SFW, mention of suicide but it’s not the topic of the fic so I believe it’s relatively safe. 

Cor always had issues sleeping the first couple of nights after deployments which was ironic because his whole body was screaming for rest. His brain however couldn’t stop thinking. What could he have been done better, how to prevent the demons and the MTs from coming so close to their outposts and the Crown city, how to save more lives, how to protect Regis, how to make his king use less power but also being effective against the Niffs….

He looked at you, sleeping blissfully next to him and smiled. He wasn’t jealous of your ability to sleep like that, just grateful that one of you can get some rest. Not many things were making him happy these days but knowing there was someone waiting for him at home was a pleasant feeling he had discovered just recently. Funny how all these years he was convinced he doesn’t need something like that, it would be just a crutch, something to slow him down or even make him less of a warrior, but as it turned out things were a bit different. He didn’t realize how envious he was of Regis and Clarus that they had something else in their lives beside their responsibilities until he met you. In fact, he never realized he needed that in his life.

The Marshal walked out of the bedroom carefully not to wake you up. His apartment has turned into your apartment in just a matter of months and as difficult as it was for him to admit it, he liked it. Before you moved in the place was mostly empty, with just the basic furniture and few trophies that Cor has obtained through his missions and travels. Now…there were bookshelves with your books, from when you were in uni and some fiction that Cor was always thinking he should look at but never did. Framed pictures of the two of you, souvenirs that you have grabbed whenever you managed to convince him to take a day off. Sentimental stuff that no one would believe he owned, but at the end of the day he was Cor the Immortal and no one should even know he was taking days off.

Cor waited for the kettle to boil while his eyes were still falling at different places in your apartment in attempt to push his train of thoughts away from demons and death. Memories brought him a year back when you first met. He was written as an emergency contact for one of his men. The guy had attempted a suicide which led to Cor being called in the hospital. There he met you, the woman he was living with now. Foolishly he had asked you out on a date and for some reason you had agreed. Cor still couldn’t believe or explain why. He wasn’t thinking bad of himself or anything but you two turned out to be so different. He was coming from a poor family, nobody in his family did anything impressive by any standard. He was the first one to make the name Leonis known for something and that something was amazing gift with a sword and talent to kill. You on the other hand…you had spent your life living in peace behind the walls, you were educated and now working in a psychiatry ward in a hospital helping people. Your uncle happened to be on the council, which put your family levels above his. You two were coming from completely different worlds and here you were, keeping up with him and he couldn’t even explain why.

You woke up in the middle of the night to an empty and cold bed. Cor always had hard time sleeping after deployments and no matter how many times you have tried to talk with him about it, he was just brushing it off. Sometimes you could swear that there were three different people living in that body – Cor Leonis, the man you loved who could be kind and very gentle in his own way, the Marshal, leader of the Corwnsguard, ready to do anything for his men and his king and finally Cor the Immortal, a man that had built a wall so high around himself that nothing and no one could breach it.  You walked to the living room where you were sure to find Cor. He was sitting on the couch, drinking tea and scrolling through his phone.

“Cannot sleep?” you ask him as you sit next to him and curl as close as possible to feel some of his heat.

“Have some work to finish.” He switched off the phone screen and turned toward you. It was very dark but you could see how tired he was. His eyes were bright reflecting what little light the room had gathered, but his face looked worn out.

“Do you want to talk?” you knew the answer of this question, but you were asking regardless.

“I really don’t need a doctor.” He always reflected your concern with that. ‘He didn’t need a shrink’, ‘He didn’t need a doctor’.

“How about a girlfriend? Or a friend?”

 Cor didn’t know what to say. He was good at killing demons and commanding soldiers, but the rest was somehow a background. He wasn’t a man of many words and he was used to saying what he meant the way he meant it which often got him in trouble when he was younger. For his relief you never minded his brisk manner, but for his misfortune you could give as good as you got.  

“I really don’t want to talk about that, dear. I just have lots of work and being deployed doesn’t reduce my workload.” He wasn’t lying to you, but he also had no idea how to formulate everything that was going in his head. How to tell you that he was worried that soon the wall might not be enough? How to tell you that he, Cor the Immortal, might in fact not be capable of protecting his king and kingdom from what might happen? How to explain that if something was to happen he had no idea if he was capable to protect even you?

“I can take the day off tomorrow? I don’t have any patients anyway, just some paperwork to complete. We can go out somewhere or stay at home and relax.”

Cor looked at you with pain in his eyes. He wanted a day off, he needed a day off, but…he knew if he was to tell Clarus he is not coming in tomorrow the man will just make a joe how Cor never takes a day off and tell him to switch off his phone and don’t come back until he had rested.

“I will call Clarus tomorrow and check with him.” Truth was he needed a break. He knew he needed a break. He wasn’t the fifteen years old that could relentlessly grind against everything.

“Thank you.” you answered and kissed his cheek. “Will you come back to bed?”

“Give me fifteen minutes and I will be back.” Cor kissed you back and watched you sneak back into the bedroom. Once he was alone he pulled his phone out and unlocked it. He continued looking at the pictures he was scrolling through before you walked in. Pictures of half-humans half-demons, disfigured by the plague. More ghouls than living beings, with little to no consciousness. He had killed five on his deployment and they had brought one for examination at the Citadel. Another thing to occupy his mind and disturb his sleep.

[lemonnyx]

Training Sessions Part I

A smut heavy story in which you are on an overnight ‘team building program’ at the Citadel. Nyx is your boyfriend and both him and you are down with you sharing yourself with some fellow military men.  (idk man, I just wanted to write a smut where Titus, Nyx, Cor and Gladio fuck the readers brains out. So away we go!)

Tagging:

@joker-tracey. @sweetstrawberrycandy, @alicemoonwonderland, @waifuthewhite, @nykamito, @warnjai-17, @fortheloveofeos, @hypaalicious, @shellenew, @insomniasix, @themissimmortal, @jinxulric69, @lady-asuka, @itshaejinju(I know you arn’t down with choking but other parts will not included it, in case you are interested.)

Genre: Smut… it’s all smut. BDSM. Possible triggers for some. (Pain, humiliation, choking, orgasm denial, the whole shebang) If any of that makes you uncomfortable you’re going to have a bad time.

Word Count: 2,293

Pairing: Reader x Titus x Nyx x Cor x Gladio (oh yeah… we all fuckin)

PART 1 of 4

Your body lay still on the soft bed; you gulp down the small lump forming in your throat before taking in a deep breath through your nose. Warm, rough fingers trail down the side of your neck causing your heartbeat to quicken. A gasp would of followed, if it wasn’t for the gag around your mouth. The warm fingers now trailed down your smooth skin, passing between your breasts, then to your stomach before vanishing. You glance down to see him kneeling on the bed between your legs, a proud smirk on his face.

“I’m going to have fun with you doll.” he said, grabbing the hem of his shirt.

Lifting the shirt over his head to reveal his rippling muscles. Tossing the shirt aside he then sits up onto his knees and reaches for his belt buckle. Your eyes quickly found the distinct bulge in his pants, and your body reacted accordingly. Your legs quivered a bit and you arched your back while edging down closer to him.

“Hm?” he questioned amusingly. “Someone impatient?” He slowly began to unbutton his jeans, pulling the zipper down at an unbearable speed. His removed his jeans, revealing his boxers. The bulge stressing to push through,  showing just how big and hard his dick was. That was where he stopped unfortunately. Instead of fulling undressing, he put his hands on the bed and leaned down towards you.

Pressing his hard dick down between your legs he started to move his hips, slowly rubbing himself against your clit. You let out a soft moan and spread your legs wider for him. The pleasure, as good as it felt didn’t last long. He lifted his hip off of you, causing you to whimper underneath the gag.

Your protest was amusing to him. Making him chuckle as he smirked down at you. His gaze quickly traveled down to your breast, and he licked his lips. Inhaling sharply, you held your breath as he leaned his head down. His tongue found the sensitive skin of your right nipple, licking at it in spirals.

He pulled back, the cool air of the room nipped at the wetness making your nipple harden. Next, just the tip of his tongue begins to dance circles around it. Finally, he opened his mouth wider and took your breast, slowly pulling back, sucking hard as he did. A warm sensation pinched at your nipple, when you glanced down you saw that your nipple was between his teeth. He sucked harshly and you let out a small cry. You arched your back, wanting more from him. Small jolts of pain and pleasure filled you until he released the hardened bud from his hold.

Your left breast soon received the same amount of attention. Leaving it hard and radiating with pleasurable pain. His mouth then moved to the skin just under it, sucking hard and long enough to leave a red mark.

He sat back and moaned as he gazed at his handiwork. His face glowing with accomplishment from marking your body. His rough hands moved up along your sides, cupping your breast he slowly started to massage them. Then squeezing harder and harder until you squirmed.

“You can handle it.” He uttered and flicked his wrist.

As your back came off the bed, a loud metal bang echoed around the room. Bound in handcuffs that connected to the metal headboard, you could only move a little as the contraption forced your hands to stay above your head. He chuckled at the sight of you squirming below him, and wanting more from you, he dug his fingertips into your flesh. More pain shot through your body until finally, he let go.

You blinked your eyes and took in as many breaths as you could through your nose. His hands were still on your body as you feel them begin to snake down your sides, right below your breast giving a little squeeze. Then he moved down another inch and another while squeezing. As they made their way down your body, you glanced down and saw the look on his face. Your legs on their own pressed against his body in a useless attempt to close.

His hands rested on your knees, waiting for you to open them. When you didn’t budge, he pried them open for you. Your legs widened, exposing yourself more for him. He stared down at your pussy and subconsciously licked his lips at the sight.

He moved back on the bed and laid down on his stomach, perching his head between your legs. The warm air that escaped from his mouth was so inviting, it took everything in you not to push up in to him. He took exception to that and moved him mouth away. Instead, he turned his sight towards your inner thigh and placed a trail of kisses down it. Then your right thigh received the same kisses. When his mouth inched closer to your heat once more, he kissed the skin around your clit.

You whined, as the pulsating ache between your legs was growing stronger. Gods he was so good at teasing you. Suddenly his tongue flicked at your clit, making your jump a bit from the rough sensation. A few more flicks before the tip of his tongue circled the small bud laying between your wetness. Relief filled you as he pressed his tongue against you in a long, slow lick.

Your eyes fluttered shut slowly as you laid your head back and moaned in pleasure. He licked you over and over, the roughness of his tongue drawing out the intense pressure deep in your core. You wanted to grab his head, hold tight to his hair not letting him come up to breath; instead, you used your legs to touch him. Rubbing one ankle down his side as your other leg bent to go behind his head, pushing him down slightly closer to your pussy. As you pushed him down closer, his mouth clamped down and sucked harshly on your swollen clit.  

Instantly your body jerked from the sensation. It was all too much for being so close to climax. The pleasure changed to pain; it was if lighting was running through your entire body. And he didn’t stop. Crying out your body thrashed around as you attempted to get him off you. His arms quickly wrapped around your legs, holding you in place. You tugged on the cuffs that binded you, feeling the metal dig into your skin as you attempted to break free. You closed your eyes shut and shook your head back and forth hoping he would stop.

Just when you thought you couldn’t take anymore, he pulled away and released you. Your legs landed heavily on the bed and your lungs quickly filled with air. Lingering pain radiated from your clit, taking its time to fade away. You whimpered under you gag as you felt the bed dip. Opening your eyes you looked up and saw the man who had tortured you.

“Hey doll.” he said defensively. “You’re the one who put on that gag.” He brought one hand up to gently wipe his thumb over the cloth covering your lips. He leaned into you, his lips hovering just above yours, “means you don’t have a say in what happens.” Then his hand reached downwards.

You felt the tip of his cock rub around your entrance just before pushing in, slowly filling you. You let out a throaty moan under the cloth.

“And I can tell you’re loving this.” Gladio continued with a smirk. “This soaking wet pussy of yours says so.” Turning his head, his attention went to a dark figure in the corner of the room. “Though, honestly I still can’t believe you like watching dude.”

You turned your head and saw the man slumped in a chair. Your boyfriend, who was watching his fellow colleague crawl all over your body. From the outline of his hard dick in his pants, you knew what Gladio said was true. It was turning him on.

Nyx huffed. “Are you complaining?”

You tuned you attention back to Gladio, just as he turned his head back as well. His eyes roamed down your body, “Hell no.”

You heard Nyx chuckle but Gladio held your attention by moving his hips, moving them in such a pleasurable motion that sent small waves of ecstasy through your body. You glanced down to watch as his dick thrust inside you.  

“Choke her.”

Gladio stopped moving and frowned a little. You eyed him as you felt his left hand lightly take hold of your throat. His grip was so light that you were still able to turn and face Nyx. You knew that he wouldn’t be happy with such a pathetic grip.

As you suspected, Nyx frowned and lowered his head in disapproval. “What the fuck was that?” he growled.

“You know I’m not into that stuff.” Gladio protested. “If you wanted her to get chocked out you should do it yourself, or get Titus in here.”

Nyx scoffed at the suggestion. “Well Drautos is in a meeting still with the Marshal, and she can wait a bit longer for me.”

Suddenly you felt Gladio pull away, as he flipped you over onto your stomach. Then you jumped as a stinging smack landed on your ass.

“There. Ya happy?”

Nyx rolled his eyes but didn’t say anything. He just simply adjusted in the chair as his erection was fighting to release from his pants.

Gladio’s hands grabbed at your hips, yanking you upwards. You were on your knees, your ass in the air as you rested on your elbows. You turned your head as best you could and caught a glimpse of Gladio licking his lips again. He rubbed the head of his dick over your pussy before putting just the tip in. Then roughly shoving himself all the way in.  At this angle, his dick went further in you and felt a sharp jolt of pain deep inside you. You yelped and your body surged forward away from him.

“Where the hell you think you’re going?” Gladio questioned. His hands gripping at your hips even tighter, pulling you into him. His dick now buried deep inside you and you whined as you shifted your body, attempting to find a position that alleviated this pain.

A chuckle made you turn your head to look at Nyx. He was sitting straight now, no longer slumped in the chair. His soft blue eyes filled with excitement.

“She always did have a hard time with your size.” He commented with a smirk. His right hand started to roam over the large bulge in his pants. “Fuck her real hard.”

Gladio adjusted on the bed making sure to have a firm grip on you.

“Now that I can do.”

  You little time to brace yourself as Gladio pulled himself almost all the way out. Then he slammed in to you with such a force that it sent a jolt of pain through your body. Over and over, his hips collided against you as he fucked you relentlessly.

You grabbed at the metal bed frame and used it as best you could to stop yourself from moving forward. All while at the same time trying to find a position that helped to lessen the hurt he was giving you. Your pained whimpers were muffled from the gag, but you knew that even if he had heard you, he wouldn’t stop. Which brought a new flame of arousal inside you.

Pleasure mixed with pain started to muddle your mind as you found yourself losing control of your body. Mixed emotions of wanting him to stop, but also silently begging him to keep going. Your muscles tightened and you found yourself shifting again. Trying to move in sync with him rather than against.

“Oh fuck.” Gladio groaned, his fingernails digging into the soft flesh of your body.  

All of a sudden, you felt his thick muscular arm wrap around your neck, pulling you into a new position. You cried out, quickly lifting your upper body up and tilting your head back. This new angle had Gladio hitting you in just the right spot that had your entire body shaking. Your core starting to twist, desperate for release. Through hooded eyes you could see Nyx was beside you now, an amused sparkle in his eyes.

“He did well. Reward him.” He commanded. You felt as his hand reached underneath you. You inhaled sharply through your nose and your vision unfocused at the touch of his single finger toying with your clit. Squeezing your eyes tight, your orgasm flowed over you and sent you reeling. Your body bucked on its own but neither of the men were fazed. Gladio’s hard dick contained pounding into you and Nyx’s finger rubbed over your throbbing clit. Drawing out your orgasm until all the pleasure faded away.

The arm holding you at your neck released and you completely collapsed on to the bed. Laying on your stomach, you felt Gladio still pushing inside you. Your mind was a cloud of fog as you slowly came down from your high. You let Gladio have his way with your body as his orgasm was nearing. Then the sound of him loudly cursing and moaning reached your ears before you felt his weight land against your back.

He huffed, forcing warm air to tickle at the back of your neck. Rubbing the side of his rough beard against your back he took in your scent before lifting up. He sat up with a groan and climbed off the bed. 

You overheard the two men exchanging a few hushed words, then moments later the door open and close.

Part 2 |  Part 3 | Part 4

[littlemiss-sakura]

Cor Leonis Imagine

IF YOU ARE UNDER 18+ PLEASE DNI

Warning: NSFW 18+

This man is just... mwuah *chefs kiss*

Imagine being Cor Leonis's girlfriend who is the librarian of the Citadel. After hours in the library back room, Cor is fucking you roughly on your desk whispering how much of a dirty girl you are and how he loves seeing your face crying and begging for more.

" C-Cor! P-please!"

" Please what y/n? You need to use your words."

He moves his lips closer to your ear. " Tell me what you want me to do y/n." He slows his thrusts as he waits for her answer.

" F-faster! I want you to go harder! S-show me how well Cor the Immortal can please his woman!"

Looking down at her with a satisfied smirk on his lips, he takes in the sight of her body with the dark red marks that he planted along her neck and collar bone. Moving down to plant a sweet kiss on her lips he whispers again, " I love seeing your face and body begging for me like this.

Cor slams his cock deep inside of y/n, making her moan out loudly in pleasure.

" I want you to scream loudly so that everyone in the Citadel knows who y/n l/n belongs to."

©littlemiss_sakura | All my works are written by me - Do not copy, repost, modify or share my works/content onto other platforms

[thatanonymouschocolate]

Just an idea

Imagine Cor finds Prompto and he's really good friends with with the Reader and he hardly has any clue on how take care of children so Reader helps him take care of out lovely Sunshine boy Prompto and also shows Cor how to take care of him in case she's not around (they also treat the rest of the chocobros and iris as they're children in a way as well). As they care for this little bundle of joy they grow feelings for one another start pinning after each other afraid of speaking on said feelings.

[lancermylove]

Trust Me (HC)

Fandom: FFXV

Pairing: Chocobros x gn!Reader, Nyx x gn!Reader, Cor x gn!Reader

Warning: Mentions of past abusive relationship

Requested by: Anon

Prompt: Hey! I love your writing and wanted to make an ffxv request? Could we get how the chocobros, Nyx, and cor would react to an s/o who had an abusive relationship prior to there's and flinches when they get angry/move to fast

A/N: Hi~! Thank you! 😊 I’m happy to get a FFXV request...it’s sad to see no requests for the fandom. 

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Noctis

Noctis found your reaction to his swift movement unusually. He was only trying to protect you from the attack of a stranded creature. 

The prince asked if something is wrong, but you didn't reply, so he assumed you don’t want to tell him. 

Assuming that you would not tell him, he asked Ignis to look into your past. When he got the info about your abusive ex, Noctis was angry; moreover, he realized the reason behind your odd reaction that day. You thought he was going to hurt you, and despite understanding your reasoning, the prince was upset. 

He immediately messaged you to meet him in the castle gardens. Noctis asked, "Do you think I would ever hurt you?" 

When you didn't reply, he sighed and turned you to face him, "I am not the type of man who would hurt someone he cares about. I am a prince, my job is to protect everyone...not hurt them." 

He brushed his fingertips against your cheek and gave a small smile, "Leave your past in the past. I love you and would never hurt you. Please learn to trust me." 

Gladiolus

The first time he saw you flinch as a result of his anger, Gladio felt guilty. He assumed your reaction was due to his intimidating size and thought you were afraid of him. 

But as he pondered over your reaction, he realized that he might be missing something, so being the direct man he is, Gladiolus asked you what prompted you to be afraid of his anger. 

When you told him the truth about your previous relationship, he felt like a jerk for getting angry at you. 

It dawned on him that he was going to have a difficult time keeping his temper and movements in check, but he was willing to try for your sake. 

The second time when you flinched as a result of his quick movement, the shield sat your down and said, "You have to trust me not to hurt you. I have naturally quick reflexes since I have to protect the prince." 

He took your hands in his large ones and whispered, "I promise to never hurt you, nor will I let anyone hurt me. Trust me." 

A few days later, Gladiolus ended up finding your ex and taught them an unforgettable lesson for hurting you.

Ignis

Ignis was shocked when you recoiled as a result of his agile movement. His only intention was to catch the ceramic vase behind you from hitting the ground. 

Right then and there, he realized something was amiss and asked you, "Why did you flinch?"

 You chose to remain silent, so Ignis asked another question, " Has someone hurt you in the past?" 

Your shocked expression was enough to tell him he was correct. 

Ignis apologized and assured you that he would keep his movements in check and added, "My dear, I am a stable man and would never think to hurt you. My upbringing has taught him to respect others."

Ignis rested his hand on your shoulder and smiled, "If your ex attempts to approach you, do notify me immediately. I will be sure to teach them a lesson on your behalf."

Prompto

When he saw you flinch the first time around, Prompto didn't register it. But when he saw you recoil every time he made swift movements, the blond man picked up on it.

"Are you okay? Um...why did you flinch?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

You hesitated by told him about your past relationship. After hearing everything, Prompto would not stop apologizing to you. He gently wraps his arms around you and whispered, "I would never think about hurting you. You...are the most precious person in my life."

Prompto slowly released you and said, "I don't want to lose the only person who has truly loved me, so please trust me...just like I trust you." 

As he spoke, you noticed tears filling his eyes. 

Cor

Cor, being the sharp man he was, realized much earlier on in the relationship that your previous partner may have had been abusive. 

He learned about your movement trigger the day he protected you from an attack. Cor picked up on the other trigger when he saw you backing away in fear after seeing two Kingsglaive members angrily shouting at each other.

He never confronted you regarding your past as he didn’t want the memories to resurface; instead, one day when the two of you were alone, he said in a gentle tone, “Sometimes it is difficult to get over the past, I would know, but you have to push through. I can assure you that I’m here for you, and my only intent is to love and protect you.”

Nyx

Nyx saw the fear in your eyes when he tried to surprise hug you. The glaive member apologized for startling you, and though, he wanted to confront you, he wasn’t sure how you would take it. 

Then came the day where you saw Nyx angry at someone for hurting one of his friends. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw you backing away. After he calmed down, your lover found you and asked, "Are you scared of me?" 

He pushed you a little to tell him the truth, and when you did, Nyx was angry at your ex. He wants to leave right then and there to teach your ex a lesson but knew it was far more important to talk things out with you first. 

"My job is to protect others, and if I can protect strangers, then you can be sure I will protect the person I love with my life," he ruffled your hair and whispered, "I know it must've been hard for you, but know that I will never hurt you, especially not physically."

Nyx pressed his lips to the cheek and smiled, "You can relax around me. Also, if I make any quick movements, it’s either to surprise hug you or protect you. Please, trust me." 

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[copper-wasp]

Cor Leonis x Reader: Sun, Moon & Stars

More sweet, sweet, mature Cor lovin' for y'all :)

I kept editing this for some ungodly reason, and I'm still kind of meh about it, but here it is anyway....

Posted to AO3.

Rating: Explicit

Words: 3697

“[Y/N], someone’s here to see you,” you heard Cor’s deep voice say as you pushed a pin into another location on the map of Insomnia for the Glaives to clear.

Turning, you expected to see a scout with information or your best hunter back with supplies; instead, an older, but still instantly recognizable Prince stood in front of you. Dropping the remaining pins in your hand, you vaguely heard them hit the floor as you blinked hard, making sure he was actually there.

“Noctis?” you asked with a shaky voice, hand blindly reaching in front of you to steady yourself on the edge of the table.

He smiled softly at you, “Hi, [Y/N].”

Looking over at the Marshal, he gave you a reassuring nod before turning to leave you with the now King. Quickly making your way around the table, you threw your arms around his neck, pulling him into a crushing embrace. Ten years since you’d seen him. Even longer since he and his friends would help you with hunts that were a little above your pay grade at the time.

He hugged you back, gently stroking your hair as you squeezed your eyes shut, trying to stop the tears that were forming. You pulled away to get a good look at him, your hands still on his shoulders.

“Wow, kid, you grew up,” you commented with a watery voice, tugging gently on his beard.

“And you still look exactly the same, old lady,” he replied with a chuckle. You pursed your lips at his nickname for you (a ridiculous one as you were only seven years older than him).

“Ah, there’s that nickname I missed so much. I knew there was a reason I liked you,” you teased, trying to keep the mood light. If you started crying, there was no way you would be able to stop. Noctis gave you a sad smile, and you pulled him into another embrace. You couldn’t care less that you were hugging the King, he was still that twenty year old brat of a Prince whose bluntness eventually won you over. Or it could have been due to the fact that he saved you from being gored by a freakishly large spiracorn while you were out hunting together. Either way, he was your friend in addition to being your King.

Finally releasing him, you watched as his eyes trailed over your uniform. “So, you’re helping the Glaives now?” he asked, moving to brush some dust off of your shoulder.

“Mostly,” you replied, bending to pick up the pins you had dropped earlier. “The Marshal kind of took me under his wing after the sun left us. He doesn’t let me go out too often though, says I’m too valuable to lose,” you said, doing your best impression of the Immortal, rolling your eyes for extra effect.

That earned you another smile from Noctis, who agreed, saying that sounded like something Cor would say. You placed your left hand on the tabletop, leaning into it as you looked him over. Noctis’s gaze had traveled to the thin silver band on your ring finger and he looked back up at you in surprise.

“You’re married?” he asked incredulously.

You flushed, not meeting his eyes. “I, um, yes. I am.” You shifted your weight nervously, moving your hand to cover the ring with your right hand. “I may have married Cor,” you said with a grimace, flicking your eyes up to meet Noct’s.

He barked out a laugh, and you cocked your head, giving him an unimpressed look.

“You married the Marshal? You’re not serious?” He stifled his laugh when he saw the look on your face. “Oh, you are serious. You really married the Marshal?”

“Yes, Highness, I really married the Marshal,” you repeated, slowly, to make sure it stuck.

“And it was a sad day when we heard she was off the market,” Gladio said, strolling past the two of you, book in hand as usual.

“Thank you for that ego boost, Gladiolus.”

“Any time, beautiful,” he said with a wink, shrugging at Noctis’s disbelieving face as he made his way to the kitchen area.

“I thought the Marshal was only in love with his duty,” Noctis commented, swinging his head around to spot Cor speaking with Ignis a few yards away.

“Well that much is still true, but I am proud to say that I am a very close second,” you joked, grinning at him. Looking over at your husband, he caught your eye and you motioned for him to come join you. Excusing himself, he walked over to you both with his normal commanding gait.

“Something wrong?” he asked, looking between you and the King.

“His Highness here doesn’t believe we’re married,” you stated, grabbing his hand with yours. You showed the hand to Noctis, a matching silver band on Cor’s ring finger.

“It’s nearly seven years, isn’t it?” the Marshal asked you and you nodded.

“Had a hell of a time finding someone to perform the ceremony,” you commented, looking into your husband’s gorgeous eyes. There were a few more age lines around them compared to when you first met, but they still burned with an intensity that you fell in love with over and over again.

Cor reached up to place his hand gently on your cheek before leaning in to capture your lips with his. It was a chaste kiss, but every time your lips met, you still got a rush of heat throughout your body, like he was kissing you with fire, his mouth always able to warm you up, even if you were chilled to the bone.

“Okay, okay, I believe you. Keep your tongues in your mouths,” Noctis said playfully as you pulled away from Cor’s kiss. He pulled you close to him, placing one more gentle kiss on your temple, his silvery-brown beard scratching against your cheek.

“If my wife is finished with you, I do have something to discuss with you, Highness,” Cor said, looking between the two of you.

“Yes, dear, you can steal him away. I’ve got others to catch up with,” you replied, as Cor raised your hand to his mouth, gently kissing the back of it.

You sighed as you watched the two of them go, unable to stop a creeping sadness from filtering into your brain. Luckily, a blonde ball of happiness trotted over to you, ready to talk your ear off. If anyone could raise your spirits, it was Prompto.

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Because no good deed goes unpunished, the King and his retinue were roped into various favors, leaving you little time with your old friends.

The Marshal decided to join them in destroying the remaining Imperial bases blighting the Crown City, and you spend the hours he’s gone on edge, anxiously waiting for his return. Though he is the most capable soldier you have ever known, the thought of losing your husband, when you had so little to begin with, was terrifying. Your relief when they returned entirely unscathed was palpable, and you refused to let Cor out of your sight for the rest of the day.

You were slogging through cataloguing a box of supplies later that evening, when you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder. Expecting to see a Glaive, you were pleasantly surprised to find Noctis instead.

“Highness,” you said in greeting, setting down your pen and paper. “Did you need something? Or did you just want to see my pretty face again?” you joked, motioning for him to sit at an empty chair across from you.

Noctis smiled at you, taking the proffered seat and immediately resting his head in his hands.

“Long day, huh?” you asked, looking at him solemnly.

“Yeah, something like that,” he replied, fixing you with a stare. You knew that look; it was the one he used to give you when there was a niggling question he wanted to ask, but was unsure of how to bring it up.

“Out with it, Noct.”

“Huh?”

You pursed your lips at him, raising an eyebrow. He sighed, leaning back in the chair. “Just ask whatever it is you want to ask; let me guess, how did the Marshal and I end up married? Or is it how I managed to survive all this time considering I used to practically have a death wish? Or maybe it’s-“

“Have you ever thought of having a family?” he interrupted, meeting your eyes again with a solemn gaze. Your mouth was still open mid-sentence, his question not being at all what you had expected.

“A family? Well, yeah, I guess I have,” you replied, hands fidgeting in your lap. “But a world without a sun is not exactly the best place to have one.... And Cor and I, well, we aren’t exactly of a prime parenting age anymore....” You trailed off, looking at your shoes, wondering where this was coming from.

“I was terrified to marry Luna,” Noctis began, “I knew what was expected of me, but I spent my entire life doing the exact opposite of just that, and it was hard to rationalize that I couldn’t be selfish this time, not when there was another person involved. I was finally coming around, even making plans in my head of what our lives would be when we were together, and it all ended in a second.”

You could hear the rawness in his voice, and you tried desperately to keep your composure. You scooted your chair over to him, placing your hand on top of his on his leg.

“Her sacrifice brought me here, so I could finish this,” he said, looking back up at you. “When I end the scourge, I hope you’ll consider having what I couldn’t.”

You furrowed your brows at him as he squeezed your hand in his. “There’s something you aren’t telling me, isn’t there?”

He refused to meet your eyes, just letting his thumb slide over your knuckles as you sat in silence. The creeping sadness was back, unease building in your chest and you swallowed hard, Noctis’s unsaid words coming to be realized in your head. You wanted to say something but you couldn’t, voice failing to work.

He closed his eyes for a long moment; a small smile formed on his lips when he opened them again. “I could demand that you have a baby, if you’d prefer?”

Wiping an errant tear from the corner of your eye, you playfully punched his shoulder before leaning in to kiss his cheek.

“Giving me orders now, huh?” you croaked, forcing your vocal cords to flex. “You should know that doesn’t work on me, King or not.”

He chuckled, grabbing both of your hands in his once again. Your thumb brushed over the ring he wore, and he tensed. You squeezed his hands reassuringly and he met your eyes, but it seemed like he was looking through you.

With a final, wistful look, he stood, straightening his clothes and taking his leave. You watched him until his still unruly head of coal-colored hair disappeared around a corner.

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There were some benefits to being married to Cor Leonis, one of them being that you and he had a small private room at the base, tucked into a corner away from the main area. A former storage room, it was tiny, but with enough space for a bed to fit the both of you and a trunk to hold your clothing.

Your brief conversation with Noctis was weighing on you. The thought of children, of a proper family, well, it seemed like a pipe dream; the Marshal and your fellow Glaives were the only family you had, but they were the family you chose, and you were happy with that. Now His Highness had pushed that earwig of a thought deep into your brain, and you couldn’t help but imagine a surly little boy with steel blue eyes and your narrow chin, or an adventurous girl who looked exactly like you with the exception of having her father’s nose. You saw them playing outside in the sun, freckles darkening on their shoulders and cheeks, their knees and palms covered in scrapes.

“Cor?” you asked, turning into your side to look at him. He was on his back, an arm thrown over his eyes. He quickly dropped it back down to his side and turned his head to look at you.

“Yes, darling?” he answered, arching his back to relieve some tension.

“I think our King ordered me to have a baby with you,” you said softly, eyes flicking up to meet his.

“Is that so?” he replied, not bothering to hide his amusement. You nodded, scooting over to rest your head on his bare chest. Your fingers moved to trace slow arabesques over his pectorals and abdomen, and you tilted your chin to kiss him softly on his jaw. He wrapped an arm around you, rubbing along your back soothingly.

“I would be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it,” Cor said, and you made a little noise in disbelief, your eyes widening. You were about to reply, but he plowed right along, surprising you even more. “But I think that my time to be a father has passed.”

It was true that Cor was not the youngest man anymore, but his mind was still sharp, and his body looked the same as it did ten years ago, all lean, defined muscle that made you nearly drool. Sometimes you still couldn’t believe that this stunning man was your husband, that he had chosen you of all people, a brash and quite often reckless hunter. You dipped your hand down past his navel, feeling him tense as your fingertips skimmed over the waistband of his pants.

He sighed contentedly, pulling you closer to him, and you hooked one of your legs over his, rut hung up his pant leg to touch his skin.

“I understand why you’d say that, but now, entirely the fault of Noctis, I’m thinking that maybe it’s not too late.... I love you, Cor, and I think you would be a wonderful hard-ass of a father to our poor, unfortunate child,” you joked, nuzzling into his neck.

He chuckled, tilting your chin up to give you a languid kiss on the lips, his hands moving to slide under the hem of your shirt. You made a satisfied noise against his lips, enjoying the warmth from his fingertips as they traced over you skin. He raised your shirt up past your shoulder blades, and you shifted to let him pull it over your head. Cor moved your body on top of his with little effort, capturing your mouth in a heated kiss.

“I love you too, [Y/N],” he mumbled against your lips once you broke apart. “You would most definitely be the fun parent.”

You smiled at him, cupping his face in your hands. Cor was weathered and worn, his skin marred with scar tissue, evidence of the long, hard life he’s lived. He was the most handsome man you had ever seen, even so long ago when you were a naive twenty something killing beasts for sport, punishing your body purely for the thrill.

The first time you had kissed, terrified and exhausted after a daemon ambush on a supply run, he made you feel whole, like he was your own personal sun, full of warmth and light. He had quickly pulled away from you, mumbling a stuttering apology against your lips, but you grasped his shoulders and pressed your needy mouth to his, already desperately craving more of his kiss.

Speaking of kisses, Cor was currently working a line of them down your neck, sucking a bruise onto the sensitive skin at the junction of your shoulder and soothing it over with his tongue. You felt his cock harden against your thigh, palms slipping beneath the fabric of your shorts to squeeze your rear.

You made a pleasured noise at the contact, grinding your body down on top of him, earning you a soft groan, music to your ears. You rolled off the Marshal to remove the last of his and your clothing, taking a long, greedy gaze at his naked form, his flushed length standing proudly before you, just begging to be ridden.

You moved to straddle him again, letting your ass rub delightfully against his cock, your slick spreading over his stomach. He reached up to massage at your breasts, teasing your nipples into pebbling, rolling and tugging them between his thumb and forefinger.

You looked down at him, a flush high on his cheeks, already breathing heavy through parted lips.

You smirked, rubbing your sex against him. “Are you gonna put a baby in me, Marshal? Gonna follow your King’s orders?” you asked as his hand trailed down your stomach to part your folds, finding your clit with a practiced ease. His thumb rubbing fierce circles against you, you moaned, trying to stifle it by pressing your closed fist against your mouth. Your room was by no means soundproof, and you didn’t want to confirm what the Glaives already speculated that you were doing at the moment.

“Why don’t you let me inside you and find out?” he rasped, trying to urge you to raise your hips.

“So impatient, my love,” you replied, followed with a lusty moan as he continued his assault on your pearl. “But I suppose I’ll be kind and give you what you want.” You leaned down to capture his lips, teasing his tongue with yours. Sitting back up, you grasped his length, smearing his precum over the head as you lined him up with your wet, welcoming entrance.

Twin moans of pleasure sounded in the room as you seated yourself on him, taking his entire length in one fell swoop. Cor let his eyes close, his hands moving to squeeze the supple flesh of your hips as you rested your palms on his chest.

You started to move, slowly rocking your hips on top of him, focusing on the slide of his cock against your walls as he filled you completely. He thrusted to match the movements of your hips, making you speed up whether you wanted to or not. You moaned out his name, squeezing your thighs around him, sounds of your coupling a gentle white noise.

“I will never get tired of this view,” Cor said with a grin, his eyes glued to where you were joined, flicking up occasionally to meet yours.

“Think you could... nngh... touch while you look?” you asked, panting, feeling your husband thrust up into you hard, continuing to match your rhythm with ease. He had seven plus years of practice, after all.

He licked his lips, trailing his hand torturously slowly back over to your bud, thumb barely even ghosting over the bundle of nerves. He flicked his eyes up to meet yours, irises practically swimming with joy as he teased you.

“Cor,” you whined, scratching down his chest. “You’re such a tease....”

He cocked his head, giving you a smirk. Touching where you were joined, he gathered some of your slick on his thumb, at last pressing it against your swollen bundle of nerves. Cor resumed his earlier ministrations and you stifled a powerful moan, spewing out curses under your breath instead, pleasure erupting at your center, the dual stimulation from his cock and thumb driving you closer and closer to your climax.

A hard thrust and a perfect circle to your clit and you came hard, clenching around him, biting your lip painfully to keep from making too much noise. You fell forward onto his chest, felling him press a gentle kiss to your forehead as your climax slowly ebbed away. He rolled you onto your side, hooking your leg over his hip as he continued to drive into you, his movements giving you little pleasurable aftershocks from your orgasm.

Cor pulled your body flush to his, kissing you desperately. He mumbled sweet words against your lips, his hands coming to rest on your lower back, angling your body so he could thrust even deeper into you. He was close, his breathing ragged and eyes closed, his brows furrowing with every other thrust.

“I love you,” you whispered, kissing down his jaw, feeling his hands press tighter against you as he climaxed. With uncoordinated thrusts, Cor emptied himself into you, the feeling of his seed filling you up absolutely sublime, considering it had been years since you ran out of condoms, and you always found yourself either wearing or swallowing his release.

Placing your hands on either side of his neck, you peppered his face with soft, sweet kisses, delighting in the feeling of his stubbly facial hair on your skin. He gently pulled out of your sensitive cunt, moving your tired leg off of his hip with a caress. He shifted to his back again, pulling you with him, strong arms holding you tightly in his grasp, as if you’d float away if he let go.

You smiled against his chest where your head was laying, listening to his rapid heartbeat slowly return to normal. You scratched at his scalp lazily with one hand, knowing he loved it, and he let out a long breath, tilting his head against your fingers.

Breathing deeply, you let your eyes close, sleepy and sated, squeezing your arm around Cor’s waist. “Goodnight, Cor,” you said softly, snuggling as close to him as you could.

“Sleep well, my love,” he replied with a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

~~~~~

It took a few practice sessions, but exactly ten months, twelve days, and four hours after the Chosen King of Lucis sacrificed himself to restore the sun, you welcomed a healthy boy into the new world. He was just as surly as you imagined, bright blue eyes, dark hair, an absolute spitting image of his father.

Your son had three very enthusiastic godfathers who argued over who got to hold him first.

It took less than a minute for you and Cor to decide what to call him.

You named him Noctis.

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I don’t know if you are still accepting requests but if you are I would love to ask for some Cor leonis x wife reader. Where Cor wakes up naked in bed with a massive headache only to learn that the person in bed next to him isn’t his wife. (Technically cheating Cor) thank you.

:O Omfg lol sounds pretty good. I will put it down <3 Currently requests are on hold >.< Been so much going on but i love this idea