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Different Shades: Baby Blue [Prompto Argentum]

Content: Oral Sex, Implied Polyamory (Noctis/Reader/Prompto), Semi-Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Light Dom/SubPOV Second Person, Reader-Insert

Pronouns: None

Rewrite of: Shades of Blue: Baby Blue

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“Ahh…an—!”

You sighed to yourself as you forced your eyes to keep from rolling back. 

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

You glanced up at him, finding that those straw-colored lashes were concealing those beautiful eyes of his. 

That wouldn’t do. 

You back off of him, calling his name. “Prompto.”  

Finally, he graced you with those beautiful baby-blue-sky eyes. 

"You've got to stay quiet." You nodded to the side, gesturing to the open hall. "We're in public, y'know?"

He nodded and went to close your eyes, but you stopped him. “Ah, ah…keep your eyes on me.” He flushed even harder, giving you another nod before placing a hand over his mouth. 

“Ah

You smiled. "Good boy." 

You flattened your tongue, giving him a wide, long swipe. Curled your tongue around the head and flicked the very tip. Then dipped your tongue in the slit as a bead of slick spilled from within. And your kitten licks kept him on the 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 little while longer but decided to grant him mercy. You devoured him with more vigor, even using your hands to speed along the process. 

But just as he was about to fall apart, several clacks 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."

"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 prince. 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 previous sexual escapades. 

You removed yourself from him, readjusting both your clothes until you looked presentable enough to emerge from the dark corner. 

“Wha—huh?” Prompto stuttered, obviously unaware of those women's babbling. 

“It’s nothing. I’ve just decided that I don’t want to finish this here… or alone.” You smiled at him, the gaze hiding another deep desire behind it. “I think you deserve to be worshiped.” You stepped closer to him, lips right against his ear. 

“By a princess and prince.”

Then you were out of his space again, holding back a smirk. He looked so pretty looking this red. 

“I’ll go inform his highness. We’ll have someone to fetch you later tonight—”

“Actually…he just texted me and, uh, wants to see me now.” Prompto was staring at his phone in disbelief. 

You took a peek and weren’t surprised to see the prince’s leaking cock sent as one of the attachments. 

You hummed, “I guess he’ll be seeing both of us then.” then gave Prompto a kiss on the temple. “Let’s continue where we left off, yes?” 

“Won’t that end in…” He gave a wobbly smile. 

Of course, Noctis will be mad if the two of you walk in and continue your activities without a second glance, however…

“I don’t care. I told you that you’d be getting worship, so he’ll either join me or be good and wait” You smiled at him, “But I’m sure he’ll be more than happy to oblige.” 

You stepped out into the light, “Well then, I’ll head off first to change. Please get him as riled up as possible, beloved.” 

Prompto watched as you disappeared down the hall, then brought a hand up to his forehead. 

“Those two will be the death of me, I swear.”

Listen, if I ever write a part two for this because maybe this is connected to the other one, I don't know yet. Prompto's genitals will be revealed (pretty sure I know what I'm gonna do, keep in mind that he's not human wink wonk).

Anyway, eat up.

Again sorry y'all got this so late, Tumblr

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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…

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TITLE: Until Darkness Descends

FANDOM: Final Fantasy XV

PAIRING: Ardyn Izunia x Reader

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTER: 16

       He wrapped his toned arms around your waist. Your body welcomed him so completely, gushing liquid arousal every time he filled you to the brim. Lust crazed words escaped his mouth, whispers of how sexy he thought you were greeted your ears. The dark rasp of Ardyn's voice drove you on, making you rock your hips harder and forcing him even deeper inside you.

      Oblivion was close at hand. He could hear it calling his name with the promise of sweet release. Grabbing two fistfuls of your backside, he squeezed hard, forcing your ass to slam harder against his lap. His name was on your lips and he needed to hear more, hear you admit to belonging to no one else but him. “Who do you belong to?” Ardyn rasped. 

       “You.” You said without hesitation like the good girl you are.  

        Ardyn cracked his hand across your ass. “Say it again.” He demanded, his voice rough with desire. He began to meet your bouncing hips with his own thrusts. He was racing towards the precipice of release faster and faster, his muscles clenched, his toes curled, and the overwhelming ripples scoring his senses became even more intense. Ardyn slapped your ass again and chuckled when you tightened in response.

        “You!” You shouted. He smacked your backside once more, even harder this time. His hand sizzled with an unrelenting sting. 

        He growled, “again.” He repeatedly slapped your ass. He didn't stop until fire licked both his palm and your skin. The double assault of pleasure and pain seemed to make you wilder. Your nails scored Ardyn's shoulders, a lusty sob met his ears, and you shoved his cock even deeper inside you.

        “Oh fuck! You, I belong to you!” You cried.

       “Good girl.” Ardyn cooed before bringing his thumb to your clit. 

       You rode him harder, faster, your movements losing their graceful rhythm. He aided your descent into delirium, building you up higher and higher, forcing you to that cliff's edge. “Ooh fuck! Ardyn, I'm gonna…!”

        He captured your lips in a final, searing kiss. His long fingers continued to work your hungry clit and his length greedily devoured your pleasure. “That's it, my love. Cum for me, cum all over my cock.” Ardyn ordered. 

         As if on command you immediately fell apart, head tipped back, mouth contorted in a perfect 'o', and body convulsing as though struck by lightning. A deluge of clear liquid gushed from your stuffed entrance. You were like a small fountain, droplets sprayed from her body, landing on your stomach and showering Ardyn's abdomen. Rivulets ran down your thighs. The musky feminine scent of your release was thick in the air and made Ardyn dizzy with it.

       His thrusts were getting faster, harder, losing focus. That ball of tension was getting smaller and smaller, tighter, and tighter. He stuffed himself as deep as he could inside of you. That fog in his brain was getting thicker and heavier, he was deaf to the punishing slam of his hips against your thighs. His cock pulsed and throbbed, the end was near, he could feel it tugging at his gut, taste its sweetness in mouth, and feel it ripple across his length. A flash white burned his eyes and he came crashing down with a howl.

        Powerful arms crushed you against his chest as he painted your insides white. You both dropped onto the mattress in a tangle of sweaty limbs and panting breaths. His left hand was in your sweat drenched hair and his right was hooked over your waist. Your breath tickled his chest as you both laid there in silence. 

          Eventually, your labored breaths evened out and Ardyn looked down to find you curled up in his arms, fast asleep. He was still sheathed inside of you and his release slid down his softening member. 

        Once the remnants of his lust dissipated, he was slammed head first into a wall of dread. Reality hurled at him at all sides, bombarding him with a myriad of questions he had no answer to. He made a huge mistake, possibly the biggest one he had ever made in his life. Like an impulsive fool he lost control, this time he was not sure if he could bend it to his favor. He wasn't supposed to follow you home, he wasn't supposed to feel anything when he saw you with Gladiolus, and he most certainly wasnt supposed to fuck you and pretend you were his wife.

       He slid a weary hand down the side of his face. When did Ardyn become so disorderly, so impulsive? He was never a slave to his whims and urges, what was becoming of him? What are you doing to him? Ardyn slowly slid from underneath you, the cool night air shocked his flaccid member that was still drenched in the result of your coupling. 

        Sighing, he took in the disaster before him. Welts and bruises decorated your skin, your lips were kiss swollen, and stains from both of your releases covered your bedding. Fuck. Ardyn gritted his teeth, spider webs of black ink branched across his skin, the discordant voices of the scourge ringed in his ears. You threaten everything. If this goes any further Ardyn risks losing his powers and he'll never be able to fight the chosen king.

       Ardyn clicked his tongue. He would rather rot away in that wretched cell again than allow you to strip him of his only chance at revenge. He had the mind to begin phase two of his plans already, spirit you away to Gralae and break your spirit so the gods won't be able to use you anymore. But that may complicate his primary plans with the prince. The man sucked his teeth and grabbed his pants from off the floor.

        No, he couldn't risk acting too hastily. Listening to his foolish impulses is what landed him in this mess to begin with. He shoved his legs into his pants and made it a point to not look at you. But the moment your musky feminine scent drifted towards his nose, he was suddenly reminded of the beautiful sounds you made while he was inside of you, the way you gripped him with your silky walls, and cried out his name in the same way his beloved used to.

     Ardyn scowled, you were a dangerous weapon and he needed to start seeing you as such. Referring to you as a replica, a puppet, a tool in his mind was not enough if his emotions did not reflect the same indifference. He needed to become impervious to your charms, to everything about you that reminded him of his late wife. If he cannot then that would be the end of his quest. He would fall at the hands of his brother's descendant and be lost to the world forever. 

          He gave your sleeping form a fleeting glance. The plan requires that he seduce you eventually but he can't fall in love with you. Tossing on his shirt, he gathered the rest of his clothes in his arms. Perhaps some time apart would do him some good, remind him of your true nature, and help him put his goals back into perspective. The last few years made him grow soft towards you, this only happened because he refused to acknowledge the holes in his mental defenses. 

         Two years should be enough to harden his heart against you, to remind him of what you are and what you are not. He will keep an eye on you from a distance, but he won't interact, not until the day comes to put his primary plans with the chosen king into action. He can't risk any hiccups with you until then. But before he went, Ardyn needed to do something about all of this evidence first. It wouldn't do his plans for you any good if you recall that tonight actually happened, after all. 

[cherubfae]

𝔣𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 || {𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔶}

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

tags: nsfw, smut, gn!afab!reader, established relationships, masturbation, oral, size kink, strength kink, comfort/loving, creampie, rough sex, biting, breeding kink, i tried researching lmao

Gladiolus: The Clasp

Anything that lets him show off his strength! He likes being your big, strong protector and using his body as a tool to his advantage. He's so much bigger than you, his shadow often dwarfs your own, a reminder that he will always keep you safe.

Instructing you to wrap your arms tight around his neck, he smiles when your eyes meet his. Slick cock sliding against your hole, bumping against your sweet spot, he pushes into you slow and deep. With your legs around his waist, Gladio grips you tightly, groaning as he bottoms out inside of you.

He is so strong and his stamina is something to shudder at. If you want to top him, he's all for it! He just really enjoys you handing over the reigns and letting him not only show off but to please you in every way that you deserve! Gladiolus loves being able to fuck himself into you when you're pressed up against the nearest wall, laughing at how your little hole clenched around his thick cock. He nips and kisses at your throat, eager to feel you cum around him. It makes him absolutely ache.

Ignis: Missionary

For the most part, Ignis likes to keep things pretty simple and routine. That's not to say he doesn't enjoy other positions, but missionary gives him the best view of you. He loves being able to dote on you, to see your reactions close-up, and learn what exactly makes you tick.

When he's feeling especially needy, he makes you hold your thighs to your chest with his hand. His intense eyes fixate on where his cock meets your hole, transfixed on the way your body so eagerly sucking his tip in, begging to pull him in deeper.

His voice gets really husky when he's close, his accent thick, almost growling out of pure lust. Ignis lives to praise you, intertwining your hands and begging to cum together.

Noctis: The Butterfly

Being the one on bottom can sometimes make him really shy, so he prefers to be on top! Noctis is a service top through and through. If he's really tired but still really needs you and wants you both to get off, Noctis is pretty partial to the spooning position. It's just sooo easy for him to slip into your hole from behind. Letting his hands rub and stroke any part of your skin he can reach, littering the back of your neck with hickies, panting hotly, eyes trained on how well you take his cock.

When he has a bit more energy, he loves using the butterfly position! With your ass hanging off the edge of the bed, your legs propped up on his shoulders. He's sweet, stroking the soft skin of your thighs, losing himself completely; rutting into your hole with even, smooth thrusts.

Noctis isn't super vocal, mostly soft grunts and pleased sighs, but you can easily tell when he is feeling really good. How his head tilts back, mouth open in a low groan, and his blunt fingernails dig into the meat of your thighs. He lovessss the sound of the freaking bed beneath his thrusts and loves being able to make you feel good too!

Prompto: Cowgirl

Honestly, he's good with anything!! Sweet baby just prefers to be able to see your face! Prompto needs it like he needs air to breathe. He's certainly not opposed to positions like doggy, being able to jump himself into you from behind is great, it can just make him feel disconnected if he's not able to see your face or your reactions.

He wants to know that he's doing okay! That you're not in any pain or discomfort! Sex with him will be loving and fun. And while not opposed to quickies, Prompto would rather be able to take his time with you. He doesn't like calling it fucking, because that's not what you two are doing.

Prompto gets really whiny and whimpery. He's a very vocal man. Unable to control his soft moan when you sink down on his cock, cheeks ablaze, his hands flying to grip your waist firmly. It not only helps keep you balanced when you ride him, but also helps keep him tethered to reality. That you're real and this is really happening. That he gets to make love to you.

He also doesn't mind helping you carry the burden by keeping your thighs parted in his strong grip, thrusting into you from below in a cowgirl's helper pose. Last thing he wants is you sore in a not fun way :((

Cowgirl allows him to look at your face all he wishes with his back resting on the pillows. At any moment if you're too tired or if your leg starts cramping, he'll flip you two over (without pulling out if he can do so), and lie you back against soft sheets. Missionary is also pretty great too.(:

Sephiroth: Doggy-Style

Biter. He is possessive, a biter. A claimer. There's something so hot about having you face-down on the bed, white-knuckling the sheets as Sephiroth pounds into you from behind. He has a massive creampie kink and he's not gonna stop filling your hole until he is completely satisfied.

He's gonna fuck his cum back inside of you with his fingers, spreading his seed all around your hole. Nipping at your shoulder, he slams himself into you, using his strong weight to keep you pinned to the bed relishing in the sounds of your desperate moans and the bed wildly creaking; the headboard snapping against the wall hard enough to chip the paint.

If you're lucky, perhaps he'll decide to breed you, whether or not you're physically able to carry his child or not. He's gonna make you take every load you have to offer.

Reno: The Tight Squeeze

This man exudes switch energy and he's pretty versatile when it comes to the bedroom! Before doing anything, he loves oral. Reno thinks it's so fucking hot when he works his tongue over you, lapping over your sweet spots. His fingers dig into your thighs, keeping you pinned to the bed. He's messy, sloppily making out with your most intimate parts. He's gonna make you cum on his tongue before he even thinks about sinking his cock inside of you.

Moving you into the position he'd like most, Reno lies you down your tummy. Pressing his weight against your back, his hands rest on top of yours. Kisses soft like butterfly wings press along your shoulder; loving and sweet. Slowly he pushes himself inside of you from behind. Your legs remain straight while his legs are slightly spread, framing the backs of your thighs. Every thrust is sensual and deep, molding you to the shape of his thick cock.

Zack: Speed Bump

It's a lot like doggy style but has you lying down on your tummy with a pillow beneath your hips. The last thing Zack wants is for either of you to accidentally strain a muscle when trying to make the other feel good.

Warm hands stroke your back, settling down at the base of your spine just above your buttocks. Weepy cock slides between your cheeks, getting you nice and wet for him, his hips dropping a few inches lower to sink himself into your main hole.

It depends on his mood but he can be loud or he can be more quiet, letting subtle whimpers fall from his cute, kiss-bitten lips. His mind feels like putty, only able to focus on grasping handfuls of your ass and thrusting you backwards onto his dick. If he's not careful, he's gonna cum all too soon.

Cloud: The Rocking Horse

Not really one to have a preference, Cloud can be pretty fluid. One day he might prefer missionary to doggy-style, and then another he'll lose himself with you sitting on his lap facing him with his cock buried as deep as it can go. He's rather smug with how you gasp and whine at his neck, stroking your naked skin. Cloud adores the close skinship, just being able to snuggle close.

He likes how intimate it is. Allowing him to hone on how warm you are. Every clench of your hole around his cock and soft, breathy whimper. He definitely doesn't mind taking things slow especially after that initial first stretch of his cock rubbing along your walls. He gives you all the time you may need to adjust. With his hands on your waist, Cloud slowly rolls his hips against yours holding you close. A featherlight touch traces patterns over your body, marking an invisible map.

It's also the easiest way for him to pull you into a kiss. Sex needs to be slow and intimate for him sometimes. A breather. He wants to be able to take his time, to touch you all over, because he knows sooner rather than later; you always end up milking his cock so, so good. He's also a big fan of cockwarming.

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Shades of Blue: Baby Blue [Prompto Argentum]

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

Pronouns: None

Rewrite: Different Shades: Baby Blue

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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

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Happy birthday to me ;)

Here’s a super self-indulgent and very smutty Promptis fic hehe

I’ll get back to my super late Sicktember fics tomorrow. Gonna go do some birthday stuff today! Thank you for your support 🩷

Rating: E

Media: Final Fantasy XV

Characters: Prompto and Noctis

Summary: Prompto has been feeling hot and bothered lately, specifically zeroing in on his best friend’s rear. When they finally get alone time, he is beyond thrilled to satiate this feeling.

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TITLE: Until Darkness Descends

FANDOM: Final Fantasy XV

PAIRING: Ardyn Izunia x Reader

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTER: 15

TW: Mild Dubcon

    Warm sensations crawled up the back of his thighs. The tip of his shaft kissed your clit, your slick covered every inch of his cock. Ardyn looked down at you, your wide doe eyes were overflowing with tears but you didn’t resist or complain. It seemed you weren’t impervious to all forms of emotional manipulation.

       Grabbing his length, he worked your juices over his engorged flesh before lining the tip of his cock with your entrance. Your nails pierced his biceps, your entire body going taut like a rubber band being pulled beyond its limits. Despite your obvious fear he bullied his inflamed cock head into your folds. 

       Warm wet heat surrounded his flesh. You were clamping down so hard around him it was almost painful.  Your intimate walls seized his member in a vice-like grip, your internal muscles convulsed in an effort to push him out. Ardyn continued to gradually ease himself in, forcing your body to part for him. 

      Soft silky walls hugged every inch of his shaft the deeper he went. A surge of electric pleasure illuminated his entire body. He felt like a junkie receiving his first hit after a week of abstinence. Endorphins ignited a fire in his bloodstream and only added to the euphoric high he found between your legs. 

      The urge to slam into you, fuck every single thought out of your head that wasn’t about him, was immediate once he fully sheathed himself inside of your heat. But he fought against it. The fire in his blood over your hidden relationship was mostly extinguished, leaving behind an unquenchable need to ruin you for any other man. No one else would be able to please you as thoroughly as he did, no one else would know your weak spots as well as him. 

      Just as Ardyn expected, the gods fashioned you to be an exact replica of his late wife, right down to your erogenous zones. He remembered how his Aera liked to be touched, how she liked to be kissed and fondled, and you were no different. Your body sung just as sweetly as hers, every lick, every suck, even the slightest caress, had you moaning and writhing the same way she would. 

       So he stood still inside of you, allowing you to get used to his size. A gentle tide of sensations kissed the entire length of his cock. Your tight silky heat contracted around him as though trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from him. 

      You whimpered below him. “It hurts…” You whispered. 

       “Shhh…..” Ardyn replied, kissing your forehead before kissing every other inch of your face, your eyelids, your cheeks, your nose, and your lips. “You're doing so well, darling. Taking me all the way to the hilt, such a good girl you are.” He praised, your face brightened despite your obvious discomfort. 

        The crushing grip of your silky heat relaxed a bit and Ardyn began to move. He set a slow gentle pace. Warm tingles curled around the base of his cock every time your feminine walls pushed against him. It reminded Argyn of the first time he made love to his late wife. She felt just like this, her moist cavernous heat wrapped around him like a tight embrace. 

        Her fingers would card through his silky tresses, her soft kiss swollen lips would press against his ear. Ardyn buried his face against your neck, inhaling the floral aroma that was his Aera’s favorite scent. 

         Just like that, the room melted away. All thoughts of the prophecy, of Gladiolus, the gods, you, everything eroded away and he was finally back in his wife’s arms. He planted a kiss against your neck and relished in the shiver that wracked your body. 

         “How I’ve longed to feel you like this again.” Ardyn said. The past 2,000 years were cruel to him. His immortal body still carried the memory of the spears that pierced his flesh, of the freezing cold that rendered his fingers and toes frostbitten and numb, and the abyssal darkness that crushed him at all sizes. All the while he thought of her, her smile that could light up an entire room, her intelligent eyes and cheeky humor, and her laugh that chimed like temple bells.

           Ardyn wanted to remember her as she was, jovial and full of life. Sometimes his final moments with her would bleed into his happier memories and choke the air from his lungs. There were times where he could still feel her blood warm his hands. The oppressive darkness would split like a parted sea and conjure images of her bleeding out in front of him, their unborn child writhing in agony inside of her belly. 

         He crushed his lips against your mouth, his rough hands grabbed and caressed every inch of your skin he could reach. Even as you lay underneath him, the agony of his past still followed him like an unwanted companion. Ardyn prayed for death for centuries while rotting away in that putrid cell. The memory of his wife’s face grew weaker and weaker till all that remained of her was the pungent scent of iron, the sight of blood soiling her pristine white dress, and the darkness that devoured the light in her rapidly dimming eyes. 

         Ardyn thought he would never see her again. Death eluded him. The gods’ ignored his plea. And his soul was marked for destruction, forever keeping her out of his reach. But against all odds she found her way back to him. For this one moment, this one second in time, Ardyn could be with her before she slipped away from him again. 

       “Mmm…fuck. Do you feel it?” He groaned. His fingers bit into the plush softness of your thighs as he spread you wider. He couldn’t get enough of this feeling, of the tight heat that drenched his thrusting cock in slick, of the feminine gasps and whimpers that filled his ear, and the smell of lavender that tickled his nostrils. “This is the extent of my desire for you, how much I've missed you.”

       His gentle strokes suddenly picked up speed. He slammed into your intimate place, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every stroke. Ardyn needed more of this, more of you. His hips became a blur as he plunged even deeper inside of you. Your bed groaned in protest of his violent love making, your headboard repeatedly slammed against the wall. 

       “A-Ardyn, too much!” You cried.

        “Not enough, it'll never be enough”. Ardyn said.  He groaned aloud and uttered soft curses as your perfect body rippled and shivered around his sensitized cock. A cocktail of chemicals flooded every part of his body, making him feel as light as air. A distant part of his mind knew you weren't her, his late wife, but for now, just this once, he'll let himself imagine that you were. 

        Being around you for the past thirteen years was like cutting a rusted knife across a partially healed wound. He had been bleeding out from the moment he first laid eyes on you. Hooking your legs around his narrow waist, Ardyn shifted his hips and began to target that soft spongy spot deep inside of your canal. 

       You threw your head back against the pillow and he continued to stroke that area with his cock. “Mmm…oh Aera. I love you.” Ardyn said, you clenched down hard around his pistoning length. He bit his bottom lip, loving the way your body protested his retreating length every time he pulled away. 

        “Ardyn…” You moaned wantonly. He then sat back on his haunches and pulled you up to sit on his lap. His length sunk even deeper inside of you. With both hands on your hips, he bounced you up and down on his cock. He nearly choked at how hard you clung to him, how greedily your body sucked him in as he impaled you completely on his cock. Sweat skated down the column of your neck and he captured it with his tongue. You wrapped your arms around Ardyn’s neck. A symphony of feminine moans filled the air. A lustful haze darkened your eyes.

       Your kiss swollen lips formed a perfect ‘o’ as Ardyn massaged your juicy walls with his shaft. “You are absolutely stunning like this. I could look at you all day and never grow tired.” He was correct. You looked like a goddess, hair mussed and skin glowing with the afterglow of your arousal. You mewled and pressed yourself completely against him. Your soft breasts pressed against his hard pectorals. The press of your naked skin against his felt wonderful and made Ardyn snap his hips up, in and out, over and over.

        That familiar ball of tension formed in his gut, curling tighter and tighter with every thrust of his hips.  He dreaded the end of this moment but continued to chase the pleasurable high like a man possessed. Once this moment in time is done, his wife would descend back to the grave and he would be left with the very replica he swore to eventually destroy. 

      Ardyn needed to extend this moment. He relaxed his hold on your hips and bounced you less fervently. Your erect nipples brushed against his chest and he took one in his mouth. The silky firmness of your nub melted against his tongue like a savory treat. He flicked the hardened flesh and nipped it with his teeth. 

       “Ooh…Ardyn, I- so good…” You sobbed. He couldn’t stop his own moan from joining yours when you started undulating your hips. You bounced yourself up and down on his lap, drawing maddening circles with your hips and flooding his senses with liquid pleasure. This time your lips sought his. You kissed him hungrily, biting his lower lip and sucking it into your mouth. Your tongue skated across his teeth before exploring the rest of him. 

      Ardyn moaned against your lips. Gooseflesh broke out across his arms and your hands found their way into his hair. Pleasure zipped through his being every time you tugged on his strands. 

[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.”

[ariseur]

guys i know i do this every time i open my requests and then close them like two days afterwards but i just hit 300 followers and i need more.. ples send in requests asap or something idk.. just send something.. anything…… as an alpha— i cannot be satiated 💔😞

[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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[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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[olivia200312]

Chapter 2: Staying || Bound By Destiny (Ardyn Izunia x Reader)

Summary:

You may have read stories of girls (and boys) being teleported into gaming worlds such as Final Fantasy XV, but have you ever imagined that one of them gets teleported into our world? Y/N is a 25-year-old young woman who just escaped from an abusive relationship. One night, an unexpected thing happened while Y/N was about to sleep. A canon character got transported into her world. Chancellor Ardyn Izunia is known as a tragic man with a devastating past. The Gods from his world decided to punish him by cursing him that he'd never find love and sending him into a new world called Earth.

What would happen when Ardyn meets Y/N? Will he love her?

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Ardyn was awake and he grinned at her, causing Y/N to blush. Just why? Why did she have to have a crush on Ardyn, who is a fictional character? Yet, he was here. She stuttered, trying to say words while placing the fedora hat away on the chair and where Ardyn's trench coat was. 

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't expect you to wake up fast!" Y/N stuttered 

Ardyn showed a sly smile and sat up. "I was just teasing you, my dear." He then looked around, and his sly teasing dropped to a frown. He looked even more concerned. "Where am I?"

"You are at my apartment," Y/N answered Ardyn's question. "I was minding my business when I found something glowing and that's when you appeared."

Ardyn was a bit impressed but he felt also... thankful. This young woman saved his life. If no one stepped in to save him, he would have lived on the streets, on this unknown planet. Wait, this is planet Earth like Shiva said? Is this his punishment? Being stuck on this planet with possibly no way home? How can he work then as the chancellor? Not to mention, he was someone shrouded with mystery. Y/N tilted her head a bit to the side and Ardyn looked at her. 

"Is this planet Earth?"

Y/N nodded. She was surprised. How did Ardyn know that this is Earth? This is not Eos, that's for sure. "Can I ask what happened?"

Ardyn decided that it was best to explain so he did. Y/N listened to every detail. She never heard anything like that before. Sure, some people wrote about a canon character being teleported to Earth, someone being teleported into the franchise world, or a franchise being collaborated with another franchise. She wondered if the government held a deep secret, a special connection with the outside world somewhere in the universe. Was Eos connected to Earth? 

Once Ardyn finished explaining, he didn't stop looking at Y/N. He just noticed something. She was a beauty. And also, she looked a little bit similar to his deceased lover, Aera. Y/N may not have the same blond hair color or blue eyes, but she had some similarities. Y/N was clueless about it but she went on: "Wow... That must suck." She then became suspicious and crossed her arms. "You aren't here to make here forever dark, are you?"

Ardyn couldn't help but chuckle. How foolish she was. He did want to bring darkness in Eos after being betrayed by the Astrals and younger brother, Somnus. No one helped him. Even perhaps Aera knew what was going to happen to him. Why didn't she warn him about it? Or tell him? Ardyn held even anger towards his once beloved. But he missed her dearly. What if... Y/N was a reincarnation version of Aera? Impossible. "No. I failed to bring darkness for my revenge. His Majesty defeated me in a battle."

Y/N couldn't help but feel sorry for him. "It's because of the betrayal, right?"

Ardyn looked at Y/N with his dark eyes, causing her to shudder. She should've been more careful. "How do you know that, my dear?"

Y/N wanted to come up with something, to make Ardyn feel that he wasn't bad. But Ardyn detests lairs and he can detect it easily when someone is lying. She sighed softly and decided to tell the truth. "You are a... a..."

"A what, my dear?"

"Fictional character," Y/N responded nervously.

Ardyn was taken aback. How was this possible? Was he a fictional character on this planet? How? He saw Y/N looking nervously at him. He remembered so many victims... The ones he made nervous and killed them. But he could've killed Y/N right now and there. Or some minutes ago but she... saved his life. She was also a beauty and she reminds him of Aera. She was also like a new creature that he had met on Earth. But she was a human like him. He also wanted to see if magic existed on this planet. He has Starscourge after saving many infected ones when he was not immortal at the time. He was only 33 years old and stuck forever in this body. 

"I-I'm sorry to disappoint you, sir. I know that it's a lot to take in."

Ardyn chuckled and even heck, he even laughed a bit! "We are not in public, my dear. This is not Eos now, isn't it? Just call me Ardyn."

Y/N smiled a bit. "Very well then, ... Ardyn." She then stood up and went to her closet. She opened it and searched for a baggy shirt that would fit Ardyn. He couldn't help but watch her. Just as he was about to ask what she was doing, Y/N let out an "Aha!" and showed Ardyn a baggy black shirt. "You can stay here if you want. I don't want you to sleep on the streets."

"That is very kind of you, my dear," Ardyn said with a genuine thankful smile as Y/N gave him the black baggy shirt. "Where may I change?"

"Follow me." Y/N led the way as Ardyn followed her. The bathroom was not far. Y/N turned the light on as she entered her bathroom. There was a bathtub with curtains and a toilet. Oh, the bathtub also looked nice and big enough for your legs to be in the water too. Just imagine a hot relaxing water in the bathtub...

"You can change in here."

Ardyn entered while Y/N closed the door to give Ardyn privacy. She went to the kitchen to make something for Ardyn. What was his favorite food to eat? She decided to make him some (choice). She knew that Ardyn lived for many years to taste all kinds of foods. So, what was his favorite? Ardyn came out through the door and heard noises in the kitchen. He wore now a baggy shirt and he took out his shoes as well. He saw a small corridor/hallway that led towards the front door to the outside and there were Y/N shoes so he placed them down next to hers. He went to the kitchen and there he saw Y/N making food. 

"Ah, you're done. I made some food for you," Y/N said as she turned around with a plate of food on it. "Have a seat."

Ardyn did as told and he sat down. This world is indeed a bit strange for him. He was treated all the time as someone important since he was a chancellor, the one of Niflheim. Y/N set the plate down in front of him and sat down across from him. He began eating while the girl watched him. "How does it taste?"

"Splendid!"

After eating, Y/N led him to the living room. "Now about the sleep. When looking at you and since you are a chancellor, you sleep in beds?"

Ardyn smirked with a chuckle. "My dear, I am immortal, I don't need sleep. But yes, I sleep in beds."

Y/N nodded. "How about I take the couch and you sleep in my bed?"

"Now, my dear, it's not wise for a gentleman to let a woman sleep on the couch," Ardyn said with a frown. "How about we share the bed?"

Y/N stiffed. She blushed. Never had she shared a bed with a man before. But Ardyn is her damn crush and yet he was here! Ardyn grinned once he noticed her blush. Y/N grumbled a "Fine" before walking to her bedroom, Ardyn following close behind. What he was saying is the truth. It's not wise for a gentleman to let a woman sleep on the couch. Y/N was already in her short pajamas and laid down in bed. Ardyn laid down next to her and closed his eyes. Like he said, he didn't need sleep since he was immortal. Y/N moved to sleep on her stomach and slowly closed her eyes. Sleep took her in rather quickly. 

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stung by the wasp ft. levi ackerman (nsfw)

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spider’s eyes ft. tseng (nsfw)

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alkaline ft geto suguru (nsfw , multichapter)

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Different Shades: Garnet [Noctis Lucis Caelum]

Content: Smut, Consummation, Breeding Kink, She/Her, FMAB, Cunnilingus, Squirting, Body Worship, Soft

Pronouns: She/Her

Original: Shades of Red: Garnet

Header: @/boosify

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This work’s concepts, plot and original characters are my own which means I do not allow any sort of creative theft nor do I allow my work to be entered into any sort of A.I. bots. Thank you for respecting my space and boundaries.

A few months ago, if some had pulled you aside, spoken low behind a raised hand and told you:

“Prince Noctis will be proposing to you soon!” 

You would have laughed them off and would possibly still be laughing to this day.

Despite that not happening though…

You now held the title of Princess, having gone through a hurricane of preparation leading up to today. 

Your wedding

or rather 

The Consummation.

You were assured that this was not to secure an heir. 

Just an old tradition that must be upheld. 

That didn’t make you any less nervous

or horny. 

You’d caught his sly glances. It was clear that he was attracted to you.

But sometimes those crimson hungry looks would become something deeper.

A Garnet Devour. 

Finally steeling your nerves enough, you gave yourself one final check in the mirror before hesitantly opening the bathroom door. 

The room that had been prepared for the two of you had only been finished today, giving you no time to admire it before you were shoved into your bathroom, Noctis being ushered in the one adjacent. 

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his bare back facing you, black silk pants hung low.

“You took your sweet time.” 

You startled. His voice had changed. Deeper, commanding, like he was holding something back.

Then your gaze met his.

Garnet.

Full of desire. For you.

As if in a trance, you made your way to him. Nervousness quickly being overshadowed by the dampening need between your thighs. 

Once you were in reach, he extended a hand. Pulling you to sit on his lap, hands immediately finding purchase on your hips. 

Instead of warming you up with pretty words and soft kisses, he instead slipped your robe from your shoulders revealing your breast to the cold air, nipples hardening at the sudden change in temperature.  

He didn’t waste time, mouth latching onto the right bud while his other hand fussed with the other breast.

Your breath hitched. “N—Noctis…” 

His eyes flicked up, red peaking between a current of black.  

You keened, another wave of wanting coursing through you.

“Ah,” He hummed. “I guess we’re skipping this part of foreplay.” You barely heard him in your drunken haze. 

You quickly were snapped out of that though because he roughly shifted your positions. You laid flat on your back now fully exposed while he kicked his pants off.  

Your cheeks flushed at what lay between his legs.

He was unsurprisingly perfectly endowed.

“I can’t blame you for staring.” He chuckled, then glanced at your thighs.

You shyly pulled them shut. 

He chuckled again, telling you to wait a moment, then disappeared into the bathroom. 

You simply laid there in a daze.

But only for a moment because he was already back, lifting your bottom and placing something—a towel under you. 

“Rather not have to call someone in to change the sheets.” He said as those garnet eyes took in every inch of your flushed form, a lot of that attention slick to the wet that coated your inner thighs. 

“Fuck it.” Throwing whatever caution to the wind, he lifted your legs up again 

this time pushing them closer to you and spreading your legs. 

He wasted no time, lips immediately claiming your clit. You threw your head back, biting your lip. Hard. 

He pulled back, “I want to hear you. All of it.” then went back in, dipping his tongue into your pussy then drawing a long stripe back up to your clit. 

That pulled the sound out of you, hands flying into his hair. You swear you felt him smirk. 

He was relentless, building your high faster than you could chase it. At some point, you started rocking your hips in time with his mouth, needing more friction. 

“Ah-aha! I’m—” Right as you were warning him, he plunged two fingers into your very wet pussy, curling them up to push against that spongy part that always made you—

“Fu-ah-ck!” 

Astrals. This was your first time together, and it was like he had already known your body because he did not shy away when you squirted, but instead pushed in deeper, moaning loudly.

You let him indulge until you became too sensitive. “Noctis…” You said gently, sighing when he pulled back. 

And somehow, after an orgasm like that, he made you even more flushed.

His own face was flush, chin glistening, eyes blown and ready for more. 

He wiped his chin, then crawled toward you. He grabbed your face 

and let you have a taste of yourself. 

You had to be light-headed at this point because it tasted sweeter than dessert you’ve had.

“You ready?” He asks, grabbing your hands that had grabbed his face. 

Your own eyes watched as his garnet ones softened, your answer perfectly clear. “Yes.” 

He lined himself up, sliding easily into your sopping wet cunt, groaning as he pushed himself flush against your pelvis.  You moaned loudly, eyes rolling back at the stretch.

And Astrals, was it a stretch. 

“Fuck,” Grip tightening on your hips. “You’re so fucking tight…but you take me so well.” 

“And you make me feel…so full.”

Like you were made for me. Like we were made for each other.

Was unspoken, but mutually agreed upon.

Slow, methodical strokes became rapid pumps in the chase of release. The room filled with labored breathing and slapping skin. You were on the cusp of your release, when Nocits leaned down, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. 

One final thrust against that spongy spot, he had you seeing stars, with him close after as your cunt had him in a vice grip. Your fingers carded through his hair as he trailed kisses along your neck.

Just taking time to cool off and exist alongside (inside?) one another. 

Two orgasms and you felt thoroughly fucked out,

but then Noctis suddenly pulled out, flipping you onto your stomach, then slotting back into your puffy pussy. 

He leaned down, pressing you into the mattress. “I want to fuck you full, then eat you out. Will you let me do that?” 

Your eyes rolled back. 

“Fuck yes.”

It was going to be a long night.  

:) Return of the horny, I guess

Uh, this sure is very different (and very better proofread oh my god there are so many errors in the OG one) from the original.

Not even like just my writing has changed since writing my first smut, but the plot itself. The original one was more…aggressive. The only thing I kept the same was the marriage part, lol.

Oh, also we're 1 away from 100 followers.

Also also, no masterlist because there's only two of these. Maybe if I make more then maybe. We'll see ig

1/20/24 Update: And So, there's a Masterlist

Masterlist 

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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)?