#final fantasy xv imagine

[zeroth-writes]

Healing Red -Noctis Lucis Caelum-

masterlist | request

Prompt: i have a request bout noct where the reader is a white magician, however her powers turn red n strong when shes angry or sad (like scarlet witch), that happens sumtimes and then, when noct is in great danger, she cant control it and unleashes a massive amount of power and saves him, the rest is up to u :)

Pairing: Noctis Lucis Caelum / Reader

Summary:

Word Count: 900 A/N: I haven’t seen the wandavision series or anything else besides the main marvel movies, so the beginning scene is kinda ‘inspired’ from the age of ultron movie.

For a split second, your heart stopped. In front of you was Noctis, lying face down in the dirt. A Yojimbo stood over him. His sword raised far over and behind his head, ready to strike the fallen prince.

Your muscles exhausted from the endless battle. All attempts to stand quickly halted. Either by an enemy striking you or your own body giving out.

You glance up just in time to see the deamons sword begin it’s long decent down. From your position on the ground your arm reaches forward, hoping to summon a barrier or something protective. 

Yet nothing happened.

Your body ached with each movement you made. Even the attempt to use magic drained all the energy you had.

With your last bit of strength you managed to pull yourself up to your knees. Head hung low, long panicked breaths. With one final burst of energy, you let out a scream.

Nothing else could be heard over the loud screech released from your mouth. Around you the enemies begin to fall. Their weapons and armor hitting the ground with a loud clank of metal slamming against various materials and objects.

Once the noise you were creating stopped, Everything went dark.

♡♡♡♡♡

For what felt like hours, you felt yourself slipping in and out of consciousness. Drifting into the darkness only to feel yourself constantly being moved. Body carried in someone arms, resting on a leather seat, gently placed on a soft sofa.

Slowly you begin to wake up. The silent void replaced with distant. Voices became clearer as words started to connect. You were able to recognize the tones and place them to a person. Ignis.

“I’m not sure on their situation. They’ve been out since we found them.” For a minute he was silent before speaking again. “Yes. I’ll keep you updated, Goodbye.”

Your heart almost broke at the sad tone within his voice. The royal retainer let out a long sigh, likely pinching the bridge of his nose. Before anymore could be said the sound of a door opening came.

“Any updates?” Ignis asked the new person. “Nope, I’m guessing nothing from you.” A deep voice answered. “They haven’t made a peep since we got them here. Prompto has yet to return.”

A creak filled the room before footsteps became louder then stopped in front of you. A hand found itself on your head while a voice softly whispered to you.

You stir slightly at the contact, causing the person touching you to jump back.

“Y/n” Ignis spoke half worried and half excited. Slowly you begin to open your eyes as they adjust to the bright light surrounding you.

In front of you stood 2 different men, both looking with different expressions. Ignis stood worried as he was unaware of how you were feeling while Gladio was excited with a small smirk resting on his bearded face.

“Glad to see you awake”

Gladio spoke first while moving to sit next to you while Ignis began hounding you with various questions.

A loud gasp caught all of you attention. Turning toward the doorway a smile similar to before spreads across your face. Standing by the opening, still in his winter coat, stood Prompto. Tears filled his eyes as he rushes to you with open arms.

“Does that mean Noct is also awake?” He whispered

You quickly pulled away with a worried and shocked expression. Even though you’ve only been awake for a few minuets, you failed to worry about the missing person.

“What wrong with Noc?” You questioned looking in everyone’s direction for an answer. Simultaneously everyone glanced toward the closed door.

As you walked toward it, reasons began to spill out

“He never woke up. We found the both of you alone in a field. He had wounds all over him. You, not so much but still unconscious.”

You closed your eyes and remembered back to that night. 

You and Noctis surrounded by enemies. You defeat one and two more materialize in its place. Before you knew it, you were completely swarmed. Everywhere you look was covered by the unmistakable purple haze of a deamon. 

While they weren’t attacked you physically. The magic usage itself was tiring enough to make it difficult to stand on your own.

Soon you fall to your knees in exhaustion, causing all but a handful of enemies to turn their attention towards Noctis - who is just as exhausted as you.

As the hoard of enemies begin to clear away from the prince, you glance up to see the damage only to see him lying on the ground.

Your eyes snap open at the memory of your power blast filling your head. Your heart begins to ache once you realize, you did this to him. Not only did you kill the the enemies, you also hurt the one you were trying to protect and save.

In a rush, you hurl yourself on the floor to kneel in front of the sleeping prince. You hand clasps around his. The other stood back with a confused look resting on their faces at your sudden outburst.

That shocked turned to amazement as both your hands and his begin to glow and red hue. Silent filled the room as everyone observed your actions from a distance.

The long silent finally lifted as a long groan filled the room as Noctis sat up rubbing his head.

[midgarangel]

Hiii, I didn’t see the one u wrote abt noctis, but I would like to give u a suggestion in case u still planned to do it, maybe something like he gets jealous of u w other guy and the mc finished sucking him off or smthing like that. Btw I love sososo much all ur fics and u have such a good taste !! Tysm for everything ^_^ ♡

ꗃ seven minutes | noctis

summary: partying was never your forte but you find yourself at one with the crown prince, who you happen to have a crush on.

contents: nsfw! noctis x fem reader! p*rn w plot, smut, noct is jealous, secret crush, drinking games (they’re not drunk), seven mins in heaven, oral (both receiving), penetration, semi public sex, alt universe kinda, prompto, luna, and cindy mentioned.

words: 10k…damn i went crazy.

authors note: you’re so sweet, tysm for requesting this!! jealous noct was such a good idea, i hope it’s similar to what you had in mind <3 i couldn’t resist adding some kind of plot lmao.

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It started out as a simple favor for a friend. You were never really the type to spend your weekend partying and drinking in some house on the outskirts of the kingdom, but the crownsguard trials had just ended, and the past week was spent pulling all-nighters. Studying in the library had left you feeling utterly drained. You usually preferred the quiet and peaceful serenity of curling up with a good book in your room, or the occasional coffee and bookstore date with Cindy and Luna. But tonight, you found yourself in the unlikeliest of places, all because you had promised Luna you’d help her ‘unwind’ after a stressful week. 

The bass thrummed through the floorboards, rattling the plastic cups strewn across all visible surfaces of what appeared to be an extremely packed house. Everywhere you looked, you could see other people at ease—laughing, dancing or playing drinking games to take their minds off of how badly they’d gotten their asses kicked by the trials. 

Luna was in her element. She was always the more social of the two of you, and she already had roped you into drinking with her. She grinned over the rim of her cup, nudging you with her elbow as she shouted above the music.

“Wow, so many people came out tonight!”

You nodded, scanning the crowded space with a contemplative gaze. Some faces were familiar, most were not. Citadel was a huge city but you were among a smaller cohort of future advisors, with whom you shared most of the same interests with. It was unsurprising that you didn’t see many of them here tonight. 

Except for one—no, two—standing at the far end of the room leaning against the wall, looking just as out of place as you felt. It wasn’t the fact that you recognized them or that you felt your heart flutter inexplicably in your chest. No, it was the fact that among them stood Noctis—the guy you’d been silently crushing on for a year now. Not to mention he was the crown prince.

For a moment, you considered looking away and pretending you hadn’t seen him at all. It certainly would’ve been easier that way, instead of having to admit that you were staring at him in a very obvious way. But your gaze lingered, unable to take your eyes off of the way his fingers gently grasped the red solo cup in his hand, the way his black hair was slightly tousled, as if he’d either run his hands through it multiple times, or he’d just rolled out of bed and was dragged here, just as you were.

The latter was most likely. In the times you had seen him around the city, whether it was in passing, in the library, or out by the docks fishing, you’d find him either zoning out or completely locked in on what he was doing. You always found the sight endearing and slightly hilarious.

Despite the fact that you’ve spent the better part of a year admiring him from afar, you hadn’t really talked to him much at all. The boy standing to his right, looking much happier to be here than Noctis, was Prompto, who you were much more familiar with. 

There had been more than one occasion in which you had to borrow one of his cameras for a project or had been recruited into a study group with him and others in the library. Therefore, your sort-of acquaintanceship, sort-of friendship with Prompto had begun to blossom over time. The fact that he also happened to be Noctis’s best friend was really just a coincidence. 

And the fact that Noctis’s blue eyes had now caught your gaze from across the room, and was staring right back at you? That was just poor luck. 

You could feel the flush creeping onto your cheeks as you quickly looked away, back to Luna who was now dragging you through the sweaty crowd to refill her cup with the suspiciously strong and not totally horrible tasting jungle juice. You let her refill yours without much protest, though you could still feel eyes burning through your back as you handed her your cup. 

“Who’s the guy?” Luna asked, her smile almost teasing as she clinks your plastic cups together before taking a large gulp. She never misses a thing. She knew exactly who he was.

You fake shrugged, forcing yourself to not crane your neck around to stare at the pair again.

“Huh? Oh, just someone from my program. You’ve met Prompto, right?”

He’s definitely come by your apt before to swap cameras, although the interactions were often brief, but polite. Still, you’d be surprised if she didn’t know who he was by now.

“I know Prompto,” She nodded, her eyes crinkling with an almost amused expression, “But I was talking about the hottie standing next to him.” She said, still acting oblivious. She just wanted to hear you finally admit it after all these months.

Your cheeks flushed an ever deeper shade of red. At the sight, she chuckled and exclaimed.

“I knew it! You do have a crush on Noct!” 

“Luna!” You hissed at her, but thankfully the sounds of the party drowned out the noise.

It was hardly a secret to Luna that you had a crush. You just never found it pertinent enough to actually warrant a conversation about it. It’s not like you stood a chance with him anyways. He was quieter, yes, but there was no denying that he was popular. He was next in line to become king. Noctis was rarely alone, without Prompto or other members of the official crowns guard following closely behind him. The times you did catch him alone were usually in the library while he was knocked out, and you were trying to find your next read.

Ok, so maybe it was more of an obsession than a crush, but you’d always assumed you did a good job of hiding it. Clearly, you were wrong since it didn’t go unnoticed by Luna. But who could blame you, when Noctis looked like that?

“I can definitely see the appeal,” She smirked. Before you got the chance to reply, she cut you off and asked, “Why don’t we go over there and say hi?”

Your eyes widened, your heart skipping a beat at the idea. Say hi? Now? You’d barely spoken a few full sentences to Noctis in the year you’ve shared trials with him. What the hell would you even talk about here, in a smoke-filled, loud house basement? 

“Are you serious?” You almost scoffed at her, shaking your head in vehement objection. “No way! Absolutely not—” 

But before you could reject her proposal, she had already started to drag you by the arm, shuffling past scantily clad bodies on the dance floor, to the opposite end of the room. A part of you considered running away right then and there, but the moment Noctis popped back into view, your brain stopped functioning. The sight of him leaning against the wall so nonchalantly in his black tee and dark washed jeans, his head thrown back in a laugh from something funny Prompto must have said, had left your gut stirring and your mouth going dry. You weren’t nearly drunk enough for this. 

Prompto spotted you first, his face visibly lighting up as you and Luna slipped past the beer pong players and approached them.

“Hey! I didn’t know you were coming out tonight.” 

You forced yourself to smile, purposely avoiding Noctis’s eyes as Luna’s hand still gripped your arm.

“Oh, hey Prompto. Yeah, I'm here with my friend. You remember Luna, right?”

He nodded in recognition and Luna dropped your hand to wave, her grin infectious, “Nice to see you again.”

Prompto suddenly turned to Noctis, his tone lilted playfully, “Noct, you know her, right? She’s in trials with us.” 

Noctis stiffened ever so slightly, his hand tightening around his cup as the attention was brought back to him. The movement was so miniscule, you doubted anyone else had noticed it but you. When his eyes suddenly met yours, you were struck by how breathtaking they were, how they almost seemed to swallow you whole, forcing all semblance of speech or thought out the window along with the rest of your ability to reason. You were left breathless when he spoke, his voice deep and measured.

“Yeah, I know her.” 

He knows you. You opened your mouth to speak, unsure of what to say next, but the words died on your tongue. That was it? No elaboration? Even Prompto had expected Noctis to say more, but when he didn’t, Prompto awkwardly cleared his throat and looked back at you and Luna with an almost sheepish expression.

“Right…well, I’m glad you guys could come out tonight. So how do you think you did on that makeshift mission?”

The conversation continued, but Noctis’s attention was already directed elsewhere, as the nearby sound of chanting from other students participating in a drinking game filtered above the blaring music. You watched as he shifted his eyes from yours, almost purposefully not looking in your direction. You weren’t sure why it bothered you as much as it did.

So, as the night progressed, you, Luna, and Prompto continued to converse. You made it a point to not bother attempting to include Noctis in on the conversation. Not that he seemed particularly interested in it anyways. Maybe it was the alcohol starting to infiltrate your system, disinhibiting your usual introverted personality, or maybe it was just the fact that he looked like he’d rather be anywhere else but beside you, and your already fragile ego had been wounded. Regardless, your laughs came easier, your smiles wider, your demeanor overall more friendly and familiar with Prompto as you placed a gentle hand on his shoulder when he said something funny, your eyes softening when he said something sweet. 

If either Luna or Prompto seemed to notice the difference, neither of them commented on it, though Prompto didn’t seem to mind the subtle flirting. It wasn’t your intention to do so out of pettiness. Prompto was cute, and he did seem to like talking with you. But he wasn’t Noctis, and both you and Luna were well aware of that fact, since your eyes would occasionally and inconspicuously veer towards Noctis, who continued to lean against the wall, looking rigid and impassive.

Eventually, the sound of chanting in the next room grew louder and Luna arched an eyebrow.

“Sounds like they’re having fun over there…you know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you play drinking games.” She said, nudging you with her elbow.

Prompto smirked, “Is that so? Maybe we ought to change that.” 

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Noctis’s back straightening at the comment, the liquid in the drink he’s been babysitting sloshing around uneasily. You leaned a little closer to Prompto then, your shoulder grazing against his arm as you roll your eyes.

“I’ve played drinking games before.”

“Yeah? Like what?” Prompto asked, his tone teasing, “Never have I ever? Two truths and a lie?”

Luna giggles at his comment, and you can't help but snicker in response, “No, smartass, this isn’t high school. I mean real drinking games.” 

“Well, I’m down if you guys are down,” He offered, to which you can only look nervously at Luna. You knew automatically that her response would be a quick and resounding yes, but you still felt apprehension, especially when Prompto nudged his stoic, stupidly handsome best friend who’d barely spoken a word.

“What do you think, Noct? You wanna join us?”

You held your breath and waited for Noctis’s response as he shrugged nonchalantly, looking almost bored as he answered,

“Sure, I guess.” 

Both you and Luna blinked at him, surprised. Neither of you were expecting him to agree. Another round of cheering from the room forced you to look away. You took another long sip of your drink to steady your nerves, though seeing Noctis push himself off the wall so effortlessly, stalking over to where the commotion is coming from, made it just a tad bit more difficult to ignore the thumping of your heart against your ribcage. 

The four of you walked up the stairs to enter a crowded living room where everyone sat in a circle, the music blasting through a bluetooth speaker. You shuffled past the people blocking your view in the congested hallway, accidentally brushing your hand against Noctis’s when you stepped into the room—the slight contact sending shockwaves through your body, forcing you to sharply pull away as if he burned you. 

It was only then that he finally looked at you, your bodies practically squished together as you tried to adjust your standing position to give him some room. The moment his eyes flickered to yours, you felt your breath hitch in your throat, the sudden close proximity making your pulse quicken. Up close, he looked even more striking. The air was suffocating, and you realized when Luna pressed her body against you from behind, that there was simply no room for you to scurry away, no place to hide in and wait for the partygoers to eventually leave.

This room was even more full than the rest of the house, with people jam-packed together like sardines. When a couple emerged from a nearby closet, their clothes disheveled, lips swollen and breathing heavy, you understood why the sound of cheering was so loud before. 

Noctis turned still as a statue, his eyes peering over you with an unreadable expression. For a moment, you were sure he was going to finally say something, but the overhead lights of the living room flickered and your attention was momentarily diverted. 

The other students, crouched around the circle with an empty bottle centered between them, notice his presence. Noctis, being the popular guy he is, is immediately called out. 

“Look who it is!” A girl you didn’t recognize smiled at him coyly, and you were once again made aware of how out of place you seemed to be. “You’re just in time! We’re starting another round of seven minutes in heaven.”

Your stomach dropped, not just because of the fact that Noctis was immediately dragged into the shenanigans—of course he would be, he’s the prince, he’s good-looking, and people eat up that brooding quiet charm like dessert. You hardly know the man standing beside you at all. 

Luna, standing conveniently behind you, had lightly shoved you. The force propelled you forward, causing you to stumble into the circle, making your presence known. 

“I-” Noctis started, shaking his head slightly as if to decline. 

“Nope, no backing out.” Prompto pushed on his shoulder, almost knocking him into you. Prompto’s smile was mischievous as the girl finally acknowledged that you existed, scanning you up and down as he added, “You too. Time to prove that you can handle a real party game.”

You stammered out a protest, shooting Prompto a look that could set the house on fire, but the girl simply shrugged and said, “Sure, come on over.” 

Luna beamed at you as you were forced into the game, watching the bottle spin round and round. The first couple chosen stayed inside the closet for the full seven minutes, and maybe a few seconds longer. The entirety of that time, the group had listened in, cackling as the sound of thumping against the walls of the linen closet and a loud moan were heard. You were utterly mortified having to sit there and watch the scene unfold. At least Noctis, who was sitting criss-crossed on the floor next to you, appeared to be just as uncomfortable as you were. 

When the timer went off and someone knocked on the door, the couple tumbled out of it, looking pleased and flushed all at once. You quickly ducked your head when the bottle spun again, exhaling in relief when the next two people were called, and neither of them were you.

Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but you found yourself muttering under your breath bitterly as the minutes dragged on. “What a nightmare.” 

Noctis let out a quiet laugh and your eyes widened, your head immediately whipping to the side towards the sound. “Tell me about it.” 

Heat crept up your neck at the realization that it’s you he’s talking to. A small, lopsided smile tugged on your lips as you replied, “Well, you look as thrilled to be here as I am.”

A pause ensued, and for a split second you started to feel the fear flooding your nervous system once more. Had you said the wrong thing? Was he just trying to be polite? Does he secretly hate you, and that’s why he’s barely said a word this entire time?

“That obvious, huh?” He voiced after a moment, scratching at his nape. His fingers brushed against his disheveled, dark-colored hair. Your legs felt like gelatin when he smiled at you. It’s a small, almost strained smile, but a smile nonetheless. 

Before you could respond, a loud voice cut through the music and chatter, “Alright, seven minutes is up!” 

Someone stood to knock on the door and the game continued. You’re not sure how many couples had entered and exited the closet, nor how many minutes you’ve been sitting there, quietly reeling over the fact that Noctis actually spoke to you.

Eventually, when the bottle spins again and lands on Prompto, you're so swept up by that brief interaction with Noctis, that you didn’t even notice the second spin of the bottle, or the fact that it landed on you. 

A hand shakes your shoulder, your face crumpling in confusion as Luna chuckles, “Your turn!” 

“Wait, what?” You fumble over your words as faces you can barely place names to, hands you don’t recognize tug and pull on your body. 

The shock is evident on your face as you’re pushed and shoved into a small, cramped space. Prompto’s body practically collides with yours before you even get the chance to fully register what’s happening. And yet, despite the staunch dismay and bewilderment of the situation, your eyes stay fixed on the only face in the crowd who doesn’t look as exuberant as the rest. As the door slammed in your face, the only sight you see, etched into your mind like a tattoo that will probably never fade, is that of Noctis clenching his fists at his side, his jaw tightened and his eyes displaying an emotion you’ve never seen on him before.  

The light in the closet, a single, dimly-lit exposed bulb above your head flickered. Your heart stuttered, your body frozen like a deer caught in the headlights. You didn’t even try to move from that spot until Prompto cleared his throat, his cheeks tinged pink as he says, “Well…this took a turn.”

A deep exhale escaped your body, a breath you didn’t even know you were holding in flowed through you and your back slumped against the wall. A part of you wanted to bury your head in your hands and groan, but you didn’t want to hurt Prompto’s feelings. This was the very last thing you wanted to happen tonight, and had you known while you were getting ready in the mirror earlier that evening that this was how the night would turn out? You would’ve kept your ass inside your room. 

Outside, the party carried on, the sound of muffled laughter and drunken chatter seeping through the cracks of the door. Your hand reached for the door handle. Locked. Of fucking course it is.

“Umm…” Prompto spoke hesitantly, his eyes shifting away from yours as he too slumped against the opposite wall, his legs pressing against yours in the confined space, “Are you alright?”

You could’ve lied. Or you could’ve let the alcohol take over and just do what everyone expected you to do. But you didn’t do either of those things. 

“Fine,” You croaked out, your mind still racing with thoughts of Noctis watching you being thrust into a linen closet with his best friend. 

Why does it matter? Why would he care? He’d barely spoken a word to you all night—if you really wanted to let loose and forget about your stupid, pointless infatuation with him, this would be the perfect opportunity to do so. Yet, the iciness of his gaze, the cold, dead stare as his eyes met yours…something about it had set something off inside of you, flipped a switch you didn’t even know was there. Your body felt hot, too hot, and you couldn’t get the image out of your head. 

“We don’t have to do anything,” Prompto offered awkwardly, his voice small as he finally met your eyes again. “We can just sit and talk, if that’s what you would prefer.”

You nodded and swallowed a lump in your throat. You’re unsure how much time had passed before you found your voice again. “I probably shouldn’t have come to this stupid party.” 

Prompto didn’t reply right away. When he did, his eyes softened, “You’re not having fun?”

“No, not really.” You admitted, reluctantly. Another sigh escaped you, and although you know Prompto, know that he’s not the type to judge you or do anything untoward, your anxiety remains.

He probably sensed it, since he didn’t make any attempt at moving closer, nor pressing you for further explanation. He eventually let out a quiet chuckle.

“Yeah, I kind of figured that. Noctis isn’t really the partying type either. I’m guessing Luna is the reason you’re here?”

You let out a sound halfway between a scoff and a sigh, “Pretty much, yeah.” 

He adjusted in his seat, his knees knocking against yours as he tucked his knees to his chest, allowing you more room so you don’t have to touch him. He really is such a gentleman. You almost felt bad for resenting this as much as you did. 

“Can I ask you something?” You blurted out before you could stop yourself. 

He nodded, prompting you to continue. 

“Is Noctis usually like that?” The question slipped out before you could stop it, your cheeks heating at the mere mention of him. 

“Like what?” Prompto arched an eyebrow, “Emotionless, with a stick up his ass?” 

You couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of you, but his teasing does help relax you a little. “I was going to say quiet. He’s barely spoken a word all night.” 

“Sometimes.” He shrugged, “Depends on who he’s with.”

You hummed in response, and when Prompto shifted his eyes back to yours, his smile curved slightly, as if he knew exactly why you’re asking, “He’s weird like that. It’s like he’s a different person around people he likes.” 

“People he likes?” You repeated, hating the way your tone almost sounded hopeful.

“Not like that,” Prompto chuckled again, shaking his head, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him interested in anyone like that. Well…maybe one person. But he’s the type that likes to bide his time.” 

You’re not quite sure how to respond to that. Your mind goes back to the that girl who seemed to know him but the fact that he responded to her makes you wonder. Is she that one person? Is he just not the type to date, after all?

You’d spent so much time watching him from afar, when you could’ve found out all of this information yourself. What good did it do, wasting your time yearning for him? Where did it land you? Here, inside of a closet with Prompto.

The topic shifted back to something more light-hearted as Prompto attempted to make you feel more at ease. It worked after a while, and the two of you fell into easy banter, joking about pointless topics. That is, until the seven minutes were up and the knock on the door came. Your body physically relaxed at the sound. Those few minutes felt like an eternity, and the last thing you needed was more teasing from the crowd. Thank god it’s over, you thought to yourself as it swung open, revealing the rest of the party leering over the sight of you.

Your eyes immediately fell onto Luna, whose grin stretched from ear to ear. Her smile dimmed, however, when she realized that not a hair had been moved out of place, not a stitch of clothing had come undone. It’s obvious she was hoping for a little bit of excitement to gossip about later tonight, while drunkenly walking home. You might’ve rolled your eyes at the pout on her face had you not noticed Noctis standing a few feet away, watching you. He leaned back against the wall as his arms crossed over his chest, his steely gaze fixed on you.  

Your steps faltered, and your breath caught in your throat. Why was he looking at you like that? 

Noctis had watched you disappear into that closet with his friend. Not only had you not volunteered to participate in the ridiculous game, but you weren’t even given the choice of entering the closet with someone of your own choosing. What had he been thinking, when he watched that door slam in your face? He couldn’t possibly care that much, not when he could barely stand to look at you, could barely breathe any utterances in your direction. 

Prompto, stepping out behind you, let out a low chuckle as he stretched his arms, “I need a drink. You want one?”

You barely heard him, your frown deepening as Noctis walked away, disappearing into the crowd as he exited the room. What the hell was that?

“I’ll take that as a yes,” You heard Prompto say as he quickly shuffled out of sight.

Luna emerged at your side a moment later, looping her arm through yours as she cackled loudly, “Don’t tell me you just sat there and talked for seven minutes.”

Your face burned. “Shut up.”

She just laughed harder in response, shaking her head at you, “When are you going to learn to live a little?”

You rolled your eyes and ignored her comment, but as time passed and you continued to stand there, watching the ridiculous spectacle continue to unfold as more couples entered and exited the closet, you couldn’t stop wracking your brain over the strange encounter. 

You tried to shake it off, sipping at your drink that Prompto had returned with, even smiling a little when Luna was eventually selected and winked at you before disappearing into the closet with some dark-haired stranger. Still, Noctis lingered in your mind—the fact that he hadn’t returned had stuck with you, as did the expression on his face when he left. You weren’t sure why you were still standing there. Maybe you were simply waiting for Luna to be finished. Maybe you were trying to convince yourself that you weren’t actually thinking about him. 

Regardless, your attention was divided when Luna eventually came out with her lipstick smudged and a giggle at her lips. You smirked at the sight, and at the crowd whooping and cheering. 

You didn’t notice the presence lurking behind you at first. It wasn’t until another hand was placed on the bottle, to spin it once again that you felt a shiver go down your spine. 

“I’ll play again,” A low voice spoke above the chatter, and your body stilled at the sound. 

You turned your head slightly, the air suddenly thick and charged with something you couldn’t name as your eyes met Noctis’s. The air was ripped from your lungs. Your heart stuttered. He didn’t say a word, didn’t acknowledge your presence as he turned to the girl running the game.

“Didn’t get picked the first time?” She teased, stepping back as he leaned down to spin the bottle himself. “Go ahead. Dealer’s choice.”

The entire group reacted instantly. A ripple of interest, some laughing, others watching intently. Even Luna’s eyebrows shot up to her forehead, watching with clear intrigue as the bottle spun round and round. Everything felt in slow motion, as if time itself had stopped the moment the bottle finally came to a stop, and all eyes flickered to you.

No. No, that can’t be right. 

Your eyes lifted from the glass bottle, catching the flickering of the overhead lights reflected against its surface. There was no mistaking it. The bottle was pointed to you, and you alone. 

For a moment, you wondered if Luna was playing a prank on you. You wondered if Noctis had made a grievous mistake and meant to land it on that other girl, who he clearly knows better than he knows you. But the second you faced him, the moment you saw the way his jaw had set, his blue eyes expressing something you couldn’t name, you were struck by reality like a slap across the face. 

And in that moment where everything had paused, the only thing grounding you to the present was him. You couldn’t even imagine what your expression must have looked like as Luna’s hands began to push you forward, back into that small, restricted space. The strange thing about it was that he didn’t even look shocked. He didn’t seem surprised at all, when you went in there with him. 

The door slammed shut and the force of it must have caused the single, exposed lightbulb in the closet to blow out, because you were suddenly entrenched in darkness. Your heart was beating so rapidly you were sure he could hear it, could feel the way your body burned beside him. 

He shifted on his feet, unintentionally trapping you there in front of him. In the somewhat darkness, you could just barely make out the tips of his hair, or the blue of his eyes as they locked onto you. Your back pressed against the wall, and you could feel how close his body was to yours.

“The…the light went out,” You said foolishly, feeling the need to speak just to fill the silence. At least then, maybe he wouldn’t hear the shaky exhales escaping you.

“Yeah.” He replied, and the softness of his voice sent a shiver down your spine. 

You could feel the heat coming off of his body, though he wasn’t quite touching you. Even the noise of the party outside was drowned out by the sound of your shared quiet breaths and you silently prayed to whatever deity that might be watching your pitiful self flush scarlet, that he wouldn’t notice.

For a moment, neither of you said anything. Then, his voice low and even, cut through the silence.

“We don’t have to do anything.”

Your stomach twisted, your nervousness palpable. The words were meant to reassure you, and on some level it did. But this was seven minutes in heaven and you were here with him . When else would you ever get this chance to be close to him again? What opportunities would you be rewarded, going back to admiring him from afar—your latent, hopeless crush?

“I know,” You said in response, your voice barely above a whisper. “Prompto said the same thing.”

Based on his reaction, it was probably the wrong thing to say. The silence thickened and the darkness amplified every sound—the slight rustle of clothing as he shifted again, the barely-there hitch in his throat. He was closer now, close enough that you could feel him towering above you, and if you moved just an inch, your chest would be pressed against his.

“Prompto, huh?” He spoke again, his voice lower than before, a slight rumble in his tone, “Did you want to be in here with him?”

Something in his tone made you falter. You could barely see his eyes in the dark, but you could feel his breath against your face now, could tell by his expression that the question wasn’t joking, nor was it casual. 

Your tongue felt swollen in your mouth, your throat dry as you replied, “No, not at all. I didn’t want to be in here with anyone.” 

Another pause ensued. 

“But you’re here now.” 

You swallowed a lump in your throat, “I am.”

Seven minutes. You had seven minutes to make the most of this opportunity. You knew logically that after tonight, you might never interact with Noctis again. Outside of this moment, with his breath mingling with yours in this tiny, cramped space—the warm air hitting your cheek as you gazed up at him—you might never have the chance to be courageous like this again. 

“Noctis,” You began to say, noticing the way his body visibly stiffened at the sound of his name, “Did…you choose me on purpose?”

His breath hitched in his throat again, and for a split second, you immediately regretted asking the question out loud. It’s a stupid thought—he barely knows you.

But your anxious thoughts were laid to rest when he finally replied.

“What if I did?” He whispered, his hand coming to rest against the wall, effectively caging you in. 

Your fingers clenched at your sides. You hesitated to speak, licking your lips before forcing yourself to breathe again, “I—”

The way he asked the question, soft and sure, sent a sharp current through you, curling at the base of your spine, making it impossible to focus on anything else. Heat rushed through you in a way you’ve never experienced before—a desire so formidable it took you by surprise, ripping the words right out of your mouth. 

“I meant what I said.” He interrupted, his expression unreadable as his palm against the wall clenched to a fist, “We can just stay like this. No expectations.”

His body, still hovering over you, tensed. He hesitated, and in that brief moment of reluctance, you realized what was so difficult for you to see before. He chose this, chose you, for a reason. It wasn’t because of the alcohol, or the stupid game.

You took a deep, shaky breath, mustering up the confidence to look him in the eye to see a heaviness in his gaze that you’ve never seen before. You didn’t need to use your words to show him what it was that you wanted. You’d wasted enough time, trying to come up with the right thing to say, only to chicken out at the last minute. Slowly and unsure, you lifted your hand in the darkness, grazing against the fabric of his shirt. It was barely a touch, hardly anything. And yet, the moment you made contact, he froze. 

For a moment, he was rooted to the spot, as if turned to stone. Then, as if a dam had burst inside of him, he surged forward. Something in him finally snapped and he pushed you back, pinning you with the weight of his body. The motion stole the breath from your lungs and you gasped when you felt the hard, solid heat of him. He used the opening without hesitation, his fingers tangling in your hair, tilting your head back as he leaned in. 

“Tell me to stop,” He murmured feverishly, his lips centimeters from yours, “and I will.”

Stopping was the last thing on your mind. All you wanted, all you needed, was for him to keep going. Your lips parted, but no protest came. For once, you let your actions speak for you as you pressed your lips to his, lost in the heat of the moment. 

It was a soft, tentative kiss. Your lips barely tasted his before he let out a strangled sound in the back of his throat. Before you got the chance to pull away, his grip on your hair tightened and he hungrily claimed your lips with his own.

It was heated, hungry and messy—and it was everything you had wanted and more. There was no hesitation, no room for second thoughts, only the inevitable. A soft, broken sound escaped you, and it wrecked him. He pulled you closer, his mouth moving against yours with a desperation that left you reeling, as if he were trying to consume every last piece of you. You deepened the kiss with an urgency that surprised you, your fingers gripping onto his shoulders as if to tether you to the present.

He groaned softly against your mouth, his tongue delving past your lips. His other arm circled around your waist, anchoring you to him as you slowly began to lose yourself in the sensation of him—his intoxicating scent, the hint of alcohol on his tongue, making your head spin. Your spine was practically glued to the wall, his body crushing you in a way that should’ve hurt in such a confined space, but the intimacy of it all only strengthened your hunger for him. 

You should slow down before it goes too far. You should put an end to it before these seven minutes are up. You should stop before you're forced to face the world outside of this small slice of darkness, of depravity, that you could only ever experience in your innermost hidden fantasies. But the idea of stopping now, especially as Noctis’s knee slid between your thighs, nudging them apart as his hand slowly traveled down your side, was inconceivable to you.

His hips rocked against yours, the thick ridge of his erection grinding against the softness between your legs, forcing a low moan from your lips as your fingernails dug into the muscles of his back. His deathlike grip on your hair tightened as his mouth moved to your jaw, his breath coming in rapid pants as he nipped and sucked at the skin. 

“Noctis…” you gasped, his name falling from your lips like a plea. 

He shuddered at the sound of your voice, as if trying to reign in his desire. You whimpered, your head falling back against the wall as he trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down the column of your throat. He panted against your skin, speaking rushedly in between kisses.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me? How much you occupy my mind?”

A rush of desire flooded you, centering between your thighs and making you squirm against his knee. You instinctively grinded against him, the damp fabric of your lace panties pressed first against the fabric of his jeans as your skirt lifted. 

So much was happening, too much for you to reason or rationalize. You tore at him with an animalistic side of you you’ve never felt before, clawing at his back, rubbing against him, whining and whimpering as he nipped and sucked at the skin of your neck, down to your clavicle.  You were sure, right then and there, that he was about to hike your skirt up and fuck you senseless against the wall. You couldn’t stand it anymore, and tugged impatiently on his own hair while he continued to fist yours, to bring your lips to his again. You needed to taste him, to savor him on your tongue, knowing you may never get the chance to do so again. 

And in that moment your mouths collided once more, you felt yourself falling deeper and deeper into a hole you knew you wouldn’t be able to crawl out from. A part of you wondered if this was all a dream, if you’d perhaps drank way too much and passed out somewhere, dazedly fantasizing about this very scene. But reality came crashing down before either of you were ready, and a knock came at the door. 

“Fuck…” You murmured when he finally lifted his head, his heavy breath mingling with yours. 

When you finally caught his eyes again, the sight of him looking so thoroughly kissed, hair mussed, lips swollen, cheeks flushed with desire, nearly undid you. You could feel a sharp throbbing deep within your core, causing you to squeeze your thighs together. He groaned at the sensation, his knee still pressed tight against your soaked cunt, covered only by a ruined pair of panties.

The visceral unease his blue eyes had cultivated within you, the knot in your stomach, the slight tremble of your hands at the thought of his perfect, pale face contorted into something resembling pleasure because of something you may have done, had you thinking utterly sinful thoughts. But then the knock came again and Noctis let out a low, frustrated growl for an entirely different reason. The spell had finally shattered.

You started to push on his chest.

“Noctis, we…we have to-”

He didn’t budge. You were more drunk off of him than you were the alcohol, and even though the party outside was still ongoing and the seven minutes were over, some primal urge took over as his eyes stayed fixed on you, dark and full of lust. You barely registered what was happening when you saw Noctis lift his hand towards the closet door. For a second, you thought maybe he was going to open it and walk out, but he made no attempts at letting you go. 

Instead, he pressed his hand against the door and you could see the lights from the cracks beneath it, filtering from what appeared to be outside. 

“CROWN CITY POLICE! COPS ARE HERE! EVERYBODY OUT!”

The shout came from within the house and you could hear the chaos outside of the door. Your eyes widened in panic as you heard the rush of movement, followed by a chorus of shouting. You felt a pit in your stomach as you struggled to break away. 

Noctis pulled his hand from the door to cage you against the wall again as doors slammed, and people scrambled out of the house. The party was emptying. You had to get out of there, fast, before the cops came. 

You swallowed hard, your breath ragged and your entire body flustered and disoriented as you slowly pried your fingers away from his shirt.

“I…we-”

But before you could fully pull away to reach for the door, before you could put any distance between you, Noctis’s hand shot out again, threading his fingers through your hair and yanking hard, pulling you back to him. You gasped at the sensation, feeling a tinge of pain and desire as he cornered you against the wall again. Your body shivered as he leaned in close to your ear. 

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Your pulse roared in your ears, your body practically melting against his as he grazed your ear with his teeth.

“Noctis…”

His mouth moved down your neck without any rush or urgency. It was as if he was enjoying it—taking his sweet time in watching you fall apart.

The chaos outside had slowly faded until there was only silence—the two of you forgotten inside of this closet as the party cleared out. He didn’t seem to care at all that there were cops coming, although from the suspicious quiet, you couldn’t help but wonder…

The flashing of the lights from outside, the flickering overhead, and the blown out light of the closet you were trapped in…It all started to piece together. 

He paused, letting the silence of the empty house sink in as he pulled away to look at you. No more shouting, no more rushing footsteps. You blinked, dazedly.

“There are no cops outside, are there?” 

He softly shook his head, smirking softly as you finally pieced it together. You stuttered,

“Your powers-”

“Elemancy. Just a spell.” He finished for you, flickering the light of the closet back on, emerging you both from darkness. It was more apparent now just how close the two of you were. With his body crushing yours against him, his fingers still threaded through your hair, his mouth hovering above your own. “Magic, I guess.” 

He devoured your lips again, tangling his tongue with yours. He wasn’t giving you a chance to breathe, to speak at all. The fact that he’d manipulated the situation to keep you here with him. He didn’t give a fuck about the party, he’d only wanted to prolong this moment of holding you in his arms for as long as possible, damn the consequences.

You let out a shaky sigh, clinging onto him with desperation as you kissed him back. You felt tears start to prick the corners of your eyes. After so long, to know that your feelings weren’t ignored, weren’t being rejected. It seemed too good to be true. 

“Stay with me.” He murmured against your lips. 

It didn’t sound like much of a request. It sounded more like a command, especially with the way he tugged on your hair, baring your throat to him and moving his lips there once again. His hips jerked forward and you could feel the way the softness of your body pressed against his erection, strained against the fabric of his jeans. 

You let out a lewd sound, moaning loudly as he bit at a particularly sensitive spot on your neck. His hand slid under the hem of your skirt, fingers skimming along the smooth skin of your thigh, inching higher and higher until he could feel the heat of your pussy through the damp fabric of your panties. Noctis groaned into your neck, his hips jerking forward as he rubbed his fingers along your clothed slit.

“You’re so wet,” He whispered against your skin, his fingers teasing at your entrance as he pushed your panties aside, “Did I do that to you?”

You could only whimper in response as he continued to tease you. His other hand slowly moved from your hair, traveling under your shirt to feel the expanse of skin burning against his hand.

“Seven minutes is not nearly enough time for what I want to do.” He muttered, grazing his nose against your neck, inhaling your scent and reveling in the way you felt—so warm and soft, fully submitting to him. 

“I—I didn’t think…” You shivered as his hand traveled up to the lace of your bra, teasing the edges of it, “you noticed me…”

He paused his movements then, his expression suddenly serious as he pulled his face from your neck, “How could I not notice you?”

You’re speechless for a moment, unsure of what to say when he slowly removed his hands from under your skirt, from the underwire of your bra. You almost whined in protest at the loss of contact, but when you saw him slowly sink down to his knees, your eyes widened. 

Noctis’s blue eyes flickered up to meet yours as he knelt before you, blazing with an intensity that stole your breath. His cheeks were tinged pink, his mouth slightly parted, his eyes hooded. He looked almost delirious with his desire for you as he slowly trailed his fingers up your thighs, hooking around the waistband of your panties. 

His touch lingered on your skin, and you gawked at him.

“I’ve noticed everything about you since the moment I first saw you.”

He slowly began to drag your panties down your thighs, his eyes never leaving yours as he continued to speak. 

“I’ve noticed the way your cheeks flush when you’re nervous, how your eyes light up when you laugh,” He said in a low voice, tossing your panties aside carelessly, his hands gripping your hips. You could feel the heat of it, the promise of what was to come and you trembled in anticipation. 

“I’ve noticed the way you bite your lip when you’re concentrating,” He pressed a soft kiss to your inner thigh, “especially when you’re reading during trials”

Your breath hitched and he looked up at you again, smiling softly, “I’ve noticed you watching me sleep. Why else do you think I go to the library on weekends?”

You thought about stammering out a sheepish reply, a protest maybe. But then his mouth is back on your thighs again, his hands squeezing your hips as you look down at him. 

“And I’ve definitely noticed the way you look at me,” His breath hovered over your bared center, so close to where you wanted him to be. “Like you wanna devour me.”

He leaned in closer, running his tongue along your soaked slit in a slow, teasing lick that has you gasping and fisting your hands in his black hair. He hummed in satisfaction at your reaction, his grip tightening on your hips.

“I wanna do the same.” 

And with that, he delved in, his mouth latching onto your dripping cunt like a man starved. Your head fell back against the wall as a moan tore from your throat. He groaned against your pussy, the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure up your spine. He ate you out like he couldn’t get enough, like his sole purpose on earth was to be here, between your thighs. He’s determined to make you come as he focused his attention on your clit, sucking on it gently as his eyes flickered up to meet yours and you nearly came undone just like that—just from the sight of him on his knees, spreading you open and feasting on you with wild abandon. 

At the same time, he slid two fingers deep inside of you, fucking you with his fingers and his tongue, as you bucked your hips against him, seeking that friction that made you lose control. You couldn’t help it. You felt your thighs start to tremble, your ragged breathing coming out in sharp gasps. You teetered on the edge so quickly and he knew it, doubling his efforts as his tongue moved against you faster, his fingers pumping in and out of you, all in an effort to feel you coming on his face. 

You gripped his hair so tightly, you’re sure you’re probably hurting him. If he cared, he didn’t show it. He just moved faster, spreading you open with his long fingers, riding the waves of your pleasure as you shattered against his mouth. You could tell he enjoyed it by the way he was lapping at you like you’re the most decadent of wines, the most delicious nectar he’s ever tasted. He didn’t stop licking you, drinking in your ecstasy like he was addicted to it until your orgasm started to subside. He slowed the soft strokes of his tongue over your sensitive flesh, as he felt the way you clamped down around his fingers, pulsating and squeezing him tight. 

“Oh…oh my god…Noctis,” You whispered shakily, your entire body wracked with tremors as he pulled his fingers out of you, sucking them dry as he finally moved away to breathe. 

He looks so good like this , you thought to yourself—palming his aching cock in his jeans, face glistening with your release, gasping for air like he’s ran a marathon. 

But he’s not done with you yet, and he wasted no time standing from his knees, mouth crashing against yours as his hands slid under your skirt to grip onto your ass, lifting you effortlessly against the wall. Your legs wrapped around his waist instinctively as he practically manhandled you. You could taste yourself on his lips as he covered your mouth with his, moaning against your lips.

“You taste so good.”

He rocked his hips against yours. The friction of his hard, throbbing cock trapped in his jeans, rubbing against your bare pussy was absolutely maddening. 

One hand slid up your side to wrap around your throat, his thumb brushing over your racing pulse point, not hard enough to choke you, but enough to remind you who was in charge here. He pulled you hard against him so you could feel every inch of his desire for you. 

Almost crying out at the feeling, the denim of his jeans gree damp with your arousal.

He let out a deep, broken sound from the back of his throat. He reached down with his free hand, fumbling with the button of his jeans before popping it open and shoving them down enough to free his erection.

You watched as his cock sprung out, long and leaking with precum. Your mouth nearly watered at the sight.

He teased your entrance, coating his length with your slickness, and you gasped at the feeling, at the heat of his velvety skin as he slid against you, moving the swollen head against your clit.

“Oh…oh fuck…”

“Tell me you want it,” He demanded, his voice low and guttural as he squeezed your throat again. “Tell me and I’ll give you everything.”

You could barely speak, barely do much of anything but mewl and whimper against him as he claimed your lips again. Even if you could speak, you doubt you’d be able to say anything of substance, but he still wouldn’t fuck you—not until you verbally said yes, not until you made it clear this is what you wanted.

He kissed you sloppily, his fingers pressing against your neck as you mouthed feverishly, “Please…please-”

His hand moved from your throat to rip at your shirt, tugging the fabric up and off in one swift movement. He took a moment to just look at you, the way your chest heaved with each shaky breath, the way your skin reddened and your lips parted as you gasped for air. His mouth moved to the tops of your breasts, his hand caressing and squeezing the soft flesh through your bra, feeling your nipples hardening under his touch. 

“I need a yes” He whispered sharply, moving his hand to guide his hard length to your entrance.

“Yes! I want it!” You practically yelled, impatient and needy. “Fuck…yes, please-” 

He groaned, tugging your bra down to take your nipple into his mouth, sucking and flicking it with his tongue. You’re a shaking, moaning mess when he finally surged forward, slowly sinking your body down onto his cock. He barely gave you any warning as he buried himself inside of you with one smooth motion and you felt so full of him, so blissfully stretched open that you almost screamed out the wrong name again.

“Noctis!” You squealed, trying to control the volume of your voice, knowing there’s no more chattering or music to drown out the sounds of your pleasure.

The discomfort is there for only a second as you adjust to his size. He lets out a guttural groan, his lips releasing your nipple with a pop as he begins to give the other one the same treatment.

“God…you feel so perfect. Even better than I imagined.”

You clawed at his shoulders, burying your face against his neck as he pulled out to the tip before slamming your hips down onto him again. You whimpered as he set a brutal pace; The impact of him fucking up into you was hard enough to cause the hangers in the closet to fall off of the rod. 

He growled against your skin, biting down hard enough to leave a mark on your neck.

“I’ve thought about this so many times, lying in bed at night, stroking my cock to the thought of you taking me like this, squeezing tight around me. You like it like this, don’t you?”

His hands gripped onto your ass hard enough to leave bruises as he pounded into you, the obscene sound of it filling the tiny room. 

“Y-yes,” You admitted, the sound muffled as you sobbed into his neck.

His body was pressed so tight against yours that every moment he made inside of you, had his pelvis grinding against your clit, sending shockwaves of ecstasy straight into your throbbing cunt. You could hardly stand it, could hardly stand how rough he was being with you. You hadn’t anticipated any of this, but now that you’ve felt every inch of him, every ridge and vein of his cock sheathed inside of you, you couldn’t imagine ever doing this with anyone else.

“I wanted to be gentle,” He rasped greedily as he yanked at your hair again, tilting your head back to kiss you, swallowing your cries as he fucks you harder, faster. The head of his cock slammed against that perfect spot inside of you with each powerful thrust, making you see stars.

“I wanted to take my time with you and enjoy this, but I can’t wait any longer.”

“I…I can’t-” You tried to speak, but your words came out a garbled mess as he pulled his lips away, pressing his forehead against yours as he huffs into the air.

“Yes, you can,” He groaned, accentuating every word with a deep thrust, “You can take it, baby.” 

The look of complete and utter desperation in your eyes must have set something off in him because he continues to feverishly rut into you, moaning your name in the most beautiful tone you’ve ever heard, his eyes pinching shut as his face contorted in pleasure. The sight of him so pussy drunk had you coiled so tightly, you felt ready to burst.

“Please,” You cried, lost in the haze of sensation, your voice echoing off the closet walls as your nails dug into his skin, “please don’t stop. I’m so close…”

He could feel you tightening around him, your legs starting to shake, your walls starting to flutter. His radiant blue eyes flashed with something almost animalistic as he kept his dick deep inside of you, grinding his pelvis against your sensitive clit with every shallow thrust until you felt your nerves set aflame. 

“Then come for me,” He demanded, his voice raw and desperate, causing the last remainder of your resolve to snap. “Let me feel you.“

All in an instant, before you could even process it, your body seized and you came with a sharp, piercing cry, sucking him in with your throbbing cunt as wave after wave of the most mind blowing orgasm you’ve ever experienced, flooded your entire nervous system. You clung to him, trembling and mewling as you’re pulled under the waves of rapture, and you knew right then and there that Noctis had absolutely ruined you for anyone else.

He held onto you tight, his hand still fisted in your hair. His other arm wrapped around your waist as he emptied himself inside of you, capturing your mouth in a passionate, almost tender kiss—so unlike the harsh, feral and animalistic lovemaking from before, if you could even call it that. But as you both come down from your high, he doesn’t stop kissing you, doesn’t stop rocking his hips into you to prolong your pleasure as much as possible. He wanted to come inside of you but the pressures of being king one day lingered in his mind.

Noctis kept you there for who knows how long, softening inside of you as he gently lets you down from against the wall. You could barely breathe, could barely stand or move, but he’s so gentle with you as he helped you onto your feet, pulling out of you slowly. You winced from the sensitivity, the slight ache between your thighs, but he continued to kiss you as you felt the stickiness down your thighs. 

“You did so good for me,” He murmured against your lips, his voice softer than before, his touch reverent as he caressed your damp hair back, out of your eyes.

“My good girl.”

“Noctis…” You sighed, your voice hoarse from all the moaning. 

He smiled softly, pressing a kiss to your head.

“Yes?” 

You looked up at him, seeing the loving gaze in his eyes, causing your heart to thump in your chest for an entirely different reason. He’s always looked beautiful to you, whether he was smiling at something stupid Promoto said in trials, or dozing off in the library. But here, you thought to yourself—drenched in sweat, eyes glazed over and a goofy smile on his face—he looks more beautiful than you’ve ever seen him.

“Can I taste you too?” You whispered shyly. 

He shuddered as he felt you lightly tug on his cock, peppering his face with tiny kisses was enough for him to give in.

“You don’t have to…”

But you were already kneeling.

“Too late.”

With a soft giggle, you trace your tongue along the length of him. He reaches out, his fingers tangling gently in your hair, guiding it away from your face.

His voice is soft but commanding as he whispers, "Come up here for a second." Obediently, you rise to your knees, leaning in as he places two soft kisses on your lips. The gesture is tender, and intimate. It speaks volumes.

You lower yourself again, your lips hovering just above his dick. Starting at the base, you let your tongue glide upward, slow and carefully. The light touch is barely there, more a tease of your breath and warmth than anything else, but it’s enough to make his body jerk in response.  

A broken whimper escapes his lips, his voice barely audible as he murmurs, "Fuck..." His restraint is fraying, unraveling with every flick of your tongue and every teasing kiss.  

You smile, savoring the way his body reacts to your every move.

As your lips glide over the sensitive head of Noctis’s dick, you gently swirl your tongue in slow, deliberate circles. His sharp intake of breath is a symphony to your ears, and the low, strained sigh that follows makes your pulse quicken.  

His grip on your hair tightens, the pressure both commanding and gentle, urging you to keep going. You slide your tongue down savoring the way his body reacts to every touch. Without hesitation, you take him deeper into your mouth, letting his length sink into the wet heat of your tongue and lips.  

"Ahh, fuck," Noctis whimpers, his voice shaky and raw.

His hand presses against the back of your head, not forcefully, but with enough insistence to hold you in place. You fall into a rhythm, your mouth working diligently as you hollow your cheeks.

"Don't close your eyes, baby. Look at me." Noctis’s quiet groans and labored breaths spur you on, each sound proof of his unraveling.

As your hands join in, massaging the base of his cock, you glance up to see his expression. His teeth are buried in his bottom lip, and his head is tilted back, eyes locked on the ceiling then instantly back on you. You started to swirl your tongue back and forth along his shaft as you took him a little deeper, letting his tip just kiss the back of your throat.

“Keep going…just like that.” His praise is everything and his voice is so raspy.

You hum in response, the vibrations making his hips buck against your flushed face. Your delicate licks turned into sloppy gags as he thrusted a bit faster to fuck your reddened little face.

He came down your throat with a low whimper as you tried to drink every last drop of him. You could hear a low shudder in his voice as he watched you lap up his cum.

He helped you up, pulling you in for a kiss. He could taste himself on your lips, a hazy smile on both of your faces.

“Let’s get out of here.”

After a few more pecks, and getting dressed, you and Noctis slowly exited the closet hand in hand.

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[animelovelover123]

Noctis and Reader having sex in their tent while trying to stay quiet. Not wanting to wake any of the other guys up. OOP-

Hope you don’t mind that I added some characters and changed the scenario for most, but I put Noctis first and made it the exact scenario you were hoping for, so you can only read him if you want.

Pairings: Noctis, Prompto, Ignis, Gladio, Lunafreya, Aranea, Ardyn, and Regis x Reader

Disclaimer: Though it is fun to imagine having sex/foreplay in these situations, public sex is often illegal. And, even if no charges are pressed, if the people around you find out, they can become uncomfortable or even disturbed. I advise not doing such things publicly for everyone's safety and comfort.

Trigger Warnings: Some forced restraint and covering of mouth.

FF XV x Reader Sneaky Sex

Noctis

“Shh, I know, I know, stay calm.” Noctis instructed from behind you, his voice both patient sympathy and stressed whisper, as he paused his movements. He had only got the head of his cock in but you were already whimpering. “You’re not hurt, are you?”

Noctis fingered you for a good while to loosen you and get you used to keeping quiet so as not to disturb Gladio, who was sleeping a mere feet from you. Prompto and Ignus were also in the tent, though hidden by Gladio’s large frame, so you had to listen closely to know if they were awoken by your movements. It was lucky that Noctis’ bag, with lube and condoms, had been so close by and you had snuck into the prince’s sleeping bag without rousing the others from their sleep. That didn’t stop the nerves of the moment.

“Can I keep going?” Noctis asked. Once you gave the signal, he started pushing deeper, making it feel like the air in your lungs was slowly being forced out. Once fully in, Noctis stilled again, hugging you close as he spooned you. “You feel so good.” Noctis moaned into your ear.

It didn’t take long for him to start moving. Not wanting to draw too much attention, he kept to slow, shallow thrusts. Even then, with each movement came the soft rustling sound of the sleeping bag, Noctis’ panting breath, and occasionally a squelching sound from the lubrication. He pressed his face against your back to try to muffle his own sounds, but very quickly he felt his climax approaching. One of his hands slid down your stomach to play with your sex, his hand and fingers moving as fast and aggressively as they could without moving his whole arm.

The sounds you two were emitting were soft like they were happening the next room over in a cheap hotel. It was enough to not wake anyone else. At least up until you both came. You were the first to tumble over the edge and had the foresight to quickly cover your mouth. Noctis, however, let out a sharp whimper as he finished, releasing his seed into the condom where you can still feel its heat.

This sharp, almost pained sound got Gladio to sit up quickly.

“What’s happening?” He asked, groggy and eyes not yet adjusted to the dark, but ready to jump into action to defend his friends if need be. He sat alert until his eyes adjusted and he could look around. Ignis and Prompto were fine, and you and Noctis? Well, it looks like you snuck into his sleeping bag, which made Gladio scoff in amusement. With eyes closed and no movement, you both seemed to be sleeping soundly as you cuddled. “Someone must have made a noise in their sleep.” Gladio decided before lying down once again, letting his eyes fall closed once again.

Noctis was too scared to say anything, but as a form of communication, to show his affection, praise for your acting, and your camaraderie in this shared secret, he kissed the back of your neck.

『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』

I’ll be honest, I really like this kink in stories. So stressful and naughty. I am going to have a lot of fun with these.

Prompto

“Alright, I got my camera, I’m ready to go,” Prompto says as he walks up to where you had asked him to meet you early in the morning. “What did you want me to capture?”

The poor boy had no idea what you had planned nor was he ready. The first couple touches and kisses, he, though bashfully, accepted with a giddy smile. But then you reached for his belt and sank to your knees.

“W-what are you doing? Wait, but we’re out in the open! Ya, I know we are in the bush and there's a waterfall, but what if we get caught? What if- aaAHaaa~” Promto’s whole body twitches when you take him into your mouth.

He doesn’t know what to do with himself. One hand clutches his camera while his other rotates between clutching the rock behind him, his clothes, his hair, and covering his mouth. He occasionally reaches for your hair but can’t bring himself to grab you, as if you were far too good for him to even touch. Part of him says he should stop you, but you felt so good~. Your mouth was so warm, your tongue dragged against the underside of his dick perfectly, and the way you would sometimes look up at him with those beautiful eyes of yours, it left Prompto barely able to function.

Is this what you wanted him to take pictures of? How beautiful you were when gifting him with a blowjob? Prompto tried to aim his camera to get a good shot, leaning back over the rock to get you in frame, but he was far too shaky. If he did take a photo, it would come out blurry. There was one brief moment, though. When you skillfully bring him to a climax and his body tenses up, he stills and his grip on his camera tightens enough to press down the shutter button, though the sound of it going off is drowned out by his squeaky cry of bliss.

Thankfully, you both made sure to check his camera before returning to the group to make sure you move any compromising shots to a different SD card for… private viewing and so your secret escapade did not get revealed to your friends. Prompto, however, gave it away by how he walked back like a newborn fawn taking its first steps.

『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』

Poor sweety Prompto, it makes me want to dominate him.

Ignis

You were napping in the back of the Regalia, as you often did, while the others set up camp a good 100 meters into the brush. They had even been kind enough to get the windows tinted last time they were at Hammerhead so it was dark and cooler for you. Ignis had returned to the car to pick up a forgotten cooking pan and check in on you. It should have been a quick trip, but it had been over 15 minutes, so Noctis went to check.

“Hey Ignis!” Noctis called as he came up to the Regalia.

“Yes, your highness?” Ignis replied in his usual professional way. He stood on the opposite side of the car with the door open and hands on the car roof, meaning that Noctis could only see him from chest up.

“Everything alright? Did you find the pan?”

“I did indeed.” Ignis only reached his hand down and somehow retrieved the cooking utensil. He lifted it for Noctis to see, then gently tossed it over. “Unfortunately, our companion is feeling ill. I will be late returning as I check them over.”

“Damn, alright then. Hope you feel better soon, feel free to rest as long as you need.” Noctis called out to you.

You go to respond, but all that comes out is a groan as Ignis bucks his hips, causing his cock to bottom out inside you. Thankfully, that was enough of a response to satisfy Noctis, who soon after returned to the campsite. Once gone, Ignis let out a sigh, his hands coming up to rest atop the roof of the Regalia for a moment to regain composure before leaning down and back into the car. Each and every movement he made dragged his arousal in and out of you just a bit, enough to get your blood pumping but nowhere near satisfying enough.

“That was quite the scare, my dear,” Ignis said as he leaned over you. You were face down, knees on the cushioned door sill, chest pressed into the leather seats, and rear in the air. “Let us be quick. I would hate to be caught in such a compromising position,” He grinds into you, making him groan deeply and his muscles tense. “but I can’t seem to tear myself away from you.”

『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』

Funnily enough, when I first played ffxv I imagined all the main boys and sneaky sex scenarios but never bothered to write them down. This is the only one I remember.

(　´Α｀)

Gladio

“The meteor is a chunk of their planet that got thrown into space when they destroyed their world.”

“But how could they survive the trip across outer space on a hunk of rock?”

“They didn’t.”

Noctis, Prompto, and Iris sat on the floor, eyes glued to the screen, invested in the movie. Ignis was watching as well, though his mind seemed to be elsewhere as he did not react much to reveals and action scenes. As for you and Gladio? You two were sitting in the back of the group on the couch with a large blanket wrapped around you both as you played a dangerous game.

“How you holding up, baby? Not falling asleep, I hope.” Gladio said in a practiced, relaxed tone, his words vague enough so that if anyone but you heard, they would think nothing of it. He hoped he could get you to speak and break composure, awarding him the victory. The trap was set, and if you fell for it, the two fingers already inside you would stab at your sensitive spot. His arm was around your back and you leaned together in just a way that he could reach your whole but with the blanket as a cover, it looked like you two were simply cuddling.

Your hand was wrapped around his rock-hard length, stroking it in a slow motion to both keep the sound down and offer pleasure, but nowhere near enough to satisfy the King’s Shield. You have already caught him bucking his hips up occasionally into your hand. In response to his trap, you drag a nail along the underside of his cock. The mix of pleasure and a bit of pain made Gladio take in a gruff gasp.

His eyes go wide and he glances at the others to see if they noticed, but no one even looked back at you and him.

“You’re playing with fire now, baby,” Galdo growled into your ear. Suddenly, he pulled his fingers from your needy hole and grabbed your hips. He began to lift you and bring you closer. “Why don’t you sit on my lap then~”

『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』

Weirdly enough, this was the hardest for me to write, not for lack of ideas, but for too many. You two could fuck in the forest, while camping, in a cave, in an ally, during a festival in Lestallum, in a movie theater. I started writing some of these, but would get a paragraph or two in before deciding I liked a different idea better. I’m happy with my choice though, even if it took a while for me to land on it.

Also, anyone catch what movie the gang is watching?

Lunafreya

Luna’s eyes gently flutter open and are met with a vast field of blue. The countless sylleblossoms around her made it look like she was submerged in shallow water. When she sat up a bit straighter, she felt that her head was a bit heavier than usual. When she turned to look at you, who sat behind her with a bundle of blooms in your hand, she knew what you had been doing to entertain yourself while she rested.

“Braiding flowers into my hair again? You do so enjoy that, don’t you? Though I suppose I should not be leaving myself susceptible to you.” Luna chuckled. “Yet, is this not what I have been gifted? My prayers and wishes granted; I have added the True King in driving the darkness from our stars, rid the world of the dreaded scourge, and now that my calling is fulfilled I am free to live the life I dreamed of,” Luna gracefully turns around to face you, her legs tucked under her in an ever proper position. “to be with the one I love.” She leans a bit forward, a shy, tentative request to be touched. When you do touch her, your hands wandering and your lips pressing against her warm skin, she gasps and shudders.

Was this truly alright? Did she truly deserve this? As she had seen the King of Kings complete his quest, the starscourge gone, and the gods resting again, there was not much left for the oracle to do. So then…

“Would you embrace me?” Luna asks you breathlessly, her cheeks flushed pink and her eyes half-lidded. “I have been waiting for this moment, for you, for so very long. I feared I would never get to see you again. So please, dispel the rest of my doubt and let us finally become one in heart, soul, and body.”

『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』

I kind of cut out before the sneaky sex happened, but I just watched Luna’s goodbye scene again and I am in pain. I just want to see the poor girl happy and free from her burdens. She is so sweet and pure yet strong, I love her.

Aranea

“Ah, what a rush!” Aranea pants as she rips off her faceguard.

“Another great showen there capin’. Betcha princy boy couldn’t have done it without ya.” Biggs said as he welcomed Aranea back onto her ship. Aranea offered a humored, proud scoff as she entered.

“Where’s my pretty little thing?” She asks, mind set on how she wanted to release the rest of her adrenaline.

“There on stalk duty, held up in the storage room,” Wedge answered, straight forward and clear like always.

“Right, thanks.” Aranea made a beeline for the storage room where you were. You barely have time to stop your writing and look over at her before she invades your space. “Come here, baby.” She throws her faceguard aside, grabs you by the back of the neck, and crashes your lips together. She is ravenous, rolling her body against yours and nipping at your bottom lip. “Gods, I need this.” She breathes as she grabs your clipboard and throws it behind her somewhere. One of her legs jutted out to push between your legs. Her hand on your neck drags down your chest and reaches for the hem of your top while her free hand plants itself on the wall behind you, trapping you in place. “I can’t wait till the next hotel, so try to keep it down for me, won't you, sweetheart?”

『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』

This one is short, but I also feel like she is such a girlboss that she doesn’t need a buildup, you know? She just goes in and gets shit done.

Also, doesn’t matter if you are a girl, boy, or whatever else, she is on top.

Ardyn

You sat at the long table, an important meeting going on around you, but you could barely hear it over how drowsy you were. You had scrambled out of bed mere minutes ago, throwing on whatever clothes were closest, after waking up far later than intended. Your “kind” lover, Ardyn, had turned off your alarm to let you rest a bit longer after the intense night he had given you, having “forgotten” the early morning meeting today. The way he always had that smile on his face, though, gave the impression that he knew what he had done.

At least you had made it to the meeting in time and could pretend to pay attention as you try to-

Suddenly, your underwear started vibrating, the epicenter coming from a tiny egg-shaped object pressed against the most sensitive part of your sex. Your body reacted before your sense of propriety could stop you from drawing attention to yourself.

“Do you have something to say?” Ravus asked, his glare piercing. The vibration slowed enough to let you decline before it shot up in intensity again.

“Apologies,” said Ardyn, who sat in the chair beside yours. He placed a hand on your thigh and patted it. “My beloved received quite the injury in their last training session and is still recovering.” Then, with the obstruction of the table blocking others’ view, Ardyn slid his hand up your inner thigh until it reached your crotch, where he pressed the tiny egg-shaped vibrator harder against you. “I assure you, they can stay for the rest of the meeting.” He flashed you that smile, charming, knowing, and smug all at once.

『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』

Ardyn being a smug little shit pisses me off and makes me love him all the same time.

Regis

You and your husband, Regis, lie on the large couches on the observation deck of the small yacht, looking up at the stars. You two, along with Noctis, his friends, and Luna, were all enjoying a trip together to celebrate a mix of things. The destruction of the Starscourge, the return of the light, Noctis and Luna’s upcoming wedding, and you and Regis renewing your vows. The youngsters were below deck, still full of life and partying while you and Regis came here for some peace and privacy.

“I have dreamed of this, the world and all those I love being at peace. I can hardly believe it’s real.” Regis sighs, his expression one of tired relief, years of struggle and dwindling hope forever etched into his face as creases and wrinkles. “I spent years fearing what I would lose,” He turns onto his side, gently grabs your hips, and pulls you close. “and now that all is well, I wish to shower you in the love and care still in this weathered body of mine. The affection of which I fear I have neglected to give in my years of worry. If you would still have me.”

Regis held you gently, but even as he moved slowly, each actions were done with passion. The way his lips pressed against yours, his facial hair scratching against you, was filled with love. The way his hands, soft and scar-covered, caressed you was like you were a blessed treasure. And the pleasure he gave you was but a small part of how he wanted to repay you for your patience, loyalty, and love despite all the trials you two faced together. Between kisses and thrusts, he spoke of his adoration for you, his guilt for causing you strife, and his fear that he was not worthy of the life he now enjoyed. Regis lay himself bare before you and you alone, as you were the only one who got to see him without his regal poise and fatherly maturity. You got to see him vulnerable, scared, and needy.

“Hey Dad!” Came Noctis’ voice, sounding a bit drunk, from below deck. “Where are you?”

You and Regis look over at the door, and for but a second that seemed to last minutes, you saw the faces of Ignis and Gladiolus. They turn away quickly though and make their way back below deck. You can hear them talking.

“Let’s head back downstairs.”

“What? Why? What’s up Ignis?”

“Nothing a squirt like you should worry about.”

“What about Noct’s dad?”

“His highness is predisposed at the moment.”

“Can I go see my dad?”

“Can’t let you do that, prince.”

“Hey, Gladio, let me go!”

“I’m trying to preserve your innocence for your honeymoon.”

“What?”

Regis held still, listening as the noises of his son and his friends faded away. He then turned to you.

“Are you alright my love?” His first thought was you, then it started to race with how this could affect the war. But then, remembering where he was and what had happened, he laughed. It was jovial, light, and free.

『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』•『♡』

Dante from Devil May Cry got me into older fictional men and by god I can’t, nor will I, stop!

[sondash360-art-blog]

The stupid crossover continues...

Bonus:

[yourimaginationrealm]

Final Fantasy XV

Noctis x reader (x Prompto)

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How you met his father, the king…..

Let’s say, you still felt uncomfortable around Noctis. No matter how you met him, you stuck between casual calling him and in a bow. That makes him so embarrassed too. But it is hard-core to hear or see him in the  Radio or TV and then act as he would be just an ordinary guy. Even your own parents couldn't believe you and say ‚Yeah that is your wish, right?‘.  However, at lunch time, he is always with you and Prompto. He takes a nap or eats something. At these times, you got used to him and even made some jokes around him. Always a little shy but he noticed your wicked smile while you looked away from him. Prompto is usually on your side to prank the royal friend of yours. He just smirked like you as he countered back.

„Guys , don't forget who will be king someday…“ He would threat. And you dared to say:

„ Yeah, the king of naps.“ Prompto just falls off from his chair due all his laughter. Slowly, you warmed up to the prince who is definitely happy about it. You can feel that he is not different at all. But this feeling crumbled every time, he invites you to his royal home. The feeling that you were million miles different and far away from this boy. The first time, you walked in like a lost puppy. And as you more got into the building, it seems bigger and bigger . You followed Noctis with a free caring Prompto. After a while you entered a fancy room with a large table. The dishes on the nice decorated table were already set.

“Noct?“ you heared a fine British accent.

„Here.“ The prince called out. A slender man with light brown hair which were all drawn back and glasses came from another room in as he bowed.

„Welcome home , your highness.“ Well there it goes.

„Hi Iggy!“ Prompto waved to him. From formal to casual. Then, his eyes met you as he closed the distance between your figures. His hand reaches out to you to shake as you directly accepted it.

„ You must be Lady L/N. Gracious to make your company. You can call me Ignis “ You nod with a light smile and nervous for being called 'Lady'? „And I need to say thank you for taking care of the prince.“ Now, you were more puzzled.

„Huh?“  Even Noctis breathed out.

„I heard you took care of him as he had a bleeding nose.“ His eyes shifted to Noctis as he uncomfortable moved to stand on the other leg.

„Where do you know?“ The prince questioned.

„ A shocked nurse came to the king and informed him about it.“ You glanced to Noctis as he rolled his eyes.

„ Come on, I told her, she shouldn’t annoy my father.“   Prompto giggled behind him.

„ I am sorry but that he got hurt was because of me…“ Ignis smiled a bit .

„ I bet his clumsiness was at fault.“ A Noctis wanted to protest but he continues „ Anyway how was the bento I made? Did you taste that I used the flavour from ....*X*, *Y*"  In the end, you understand just nothing and made him clear that you enjoyed it. In an instant, he vanished to prepare your evening meal.

„He is nice…. „ You mumbled. Noctis sighed

„ Nice like a ragging mother….“ Prompto chuckled.

„ Yeah, but he has it hard with you.“ Then Noctis wanted to hit him on his head as the blonde ducked. „HA !“ He yelled and suddenly Noctis hit him on his stomach. „ Ugh! Not fair!“ The prince smirked only. Then, his eyes wandered to you. You were staring at the fancy decoration with a mouth agape. He was a little afraid that you were too ‚impressed' and will maybe avoid him in the future. Many others did so. He coughed to get your attention. Your eyes reached his as he stuttered

„ A-Are" Really now? „ Are you alright?.“ With wide eyes you nod.

„ I think so….. „ You muttered. Prompto just mentions

„ You haven't seen anything. Wait up when you see-„ Noctis stopped him by giving him a death glare.

„ I am okay. I just go for little girls.“ Embarrassed, they noticed your impressed staring, you left the room quickly to search the toilet. Well, while stamping away, you recognized that you have no idea were the toilet is. „ Just great , Y/N.“ You mumbled to yourself. So you opened every door and peeked inside secretly. Of course, only when nobody was around. Somebody noticed you as you opened the door. You pretended that you need to go in there as you entered a room which you just stared in disbelief. The roof was unbelievable high and the gold and silver decorated the whole room. Your head brought up as you walked backwards. „Wow.“  Then you recognize this room as you contained more details. This is…. The throne room. ‚Holy shit‘ you mind screamed. This was what you had seen on pictures and TV but in reality, it was more majestic. A voice brought you to shriek and turned around abruptly .

„Miss how can I help you?“ His deep voice hollered through the room as you eyes pooped out like pizzas. Few second were needed as you bowed directly and showed your respect .

„ My majesty . I apologize.“ Nothing more could pass your dry throat. He chuckled as he stand up.

„ It seems I startled you. These clothing….. You are in the same school like my son.“ Slowly, he stepped down the stairs. As he climped down seemingly hurt, you just couldn't stand there and rushed to him for help. He smiled at it kindly. Was it okay for you to touch him? Then, he stopped and turned to you.

„ Thank you for your help. But can you tell me your name?“  Again you bowed as you answered him „ Y/N L/N, my majesty!“  His eyebrows knitted as he spoke up.

„ L/N ? Oh, your parents are excellent baker. This Choco chili cake is truly magnificent.“  Oh, when you parents would hear this.

„ Thank you very much, your Excellency.“ There he waved his hands in front of him.

„Stop this formal talk. My duty for this day is done. Just Regis.“ You looked surprised at him as your lips left .

„ Like your son.“ Curiously, he watched you.

„You know my son Noctis personally?“ You nodded.

„ He invited me here for a feast.“ You slowly told him. He started to laugh.

„How bold has this boy become , not tell his father about a female guest for himself.“ After helping him the whole stairs down, the king started with you a light conversation and wanted to know how you met his son. Shyly, you told him that you hit him with the door. You thought, he would be angry instead he snickered about it. „No wonder he would hide it. He got a pretty girl taking care of him.“ You blushed as he smiled at your reaction.

„ I don't think-" Suddenly, the door snapped open to reveal the prince.

„Y/N?“ he asked and then after a shock, realizing his father. „ Father…..“ He gulped. Hell, he didn't told him about her. The king sighed.

„Son.“ He smiled cheekily at his own blood. Noctis avoided his smirk in silence. Just awkward… Then, you said to lighten up the situation.

„So I believe…. This isn’t the bathroom?“ A chuckled is heard from the corner in this room. There stood a knightglaive slightly shaking his shoulders because of your words. Was he the whole time here? Regis spoke up to his son.

„Show your female guest, Y/N, the way to the bathroom,  my son. And behave well around her.“ Noctis breathed out and gestured to come over. You turn and before you could bow, he reached a hand to you . „ I shall take my leave now. I hope, you have wonderful evening here, Miss Y/N L/N. May we blessed meeting again.“ You nodded and accepted his handshake. With a beating heart, you sloppily dragged behind Noctis.

„Wow. I like your father.“You simply stated.

“Huh?!“ He stopped and looked at you. „How long have you been with him?“ you shrugged

„ Quite a while…..“ ‚Oh great!‘ He thought. This meant, tonight is going to held an interrogation by his father. Then, you hold your cheeks.

„He called me pretty.“  ‚Wha-! What did you just talk with him?!' Noctis watched you in disbelief.

King Regis was from beginning a wonderful person and king. His soon death couldn'/t You shake of easily. Thank God ,there were multiple times, you had met him after your first meeting. 

[impatient-traveler]

My favorite part was when he said

and then suffered all over the place

[phoenixwithapencil]

If you are like me and enjoy Prompto angst and are also a person who likes to imagine animatics for your blorbos when you listen to music, I quite recommend Karma by AJR

[dragonsoulage]

✨Rules✨ & What I write ✍🏻

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I am like really shit in doing this stuff, but I have the feeling as a blog you kinda need to do it? Like to make it over all more accurate and idk feeling like a blog ?🤣💀 It’s not like I ever had a blog where I had structure, just like my life ✌🏻 But we will try to make some rules and some clarification for what I write in general ✨

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✨Rules✨

// When it should happen that you place a request, please be aware that I won’t do any OCs, the reader always will be (Y/N) although I try to avoid writing it like this. The character is always just described vaguely so anyone can imagine themselves how they like it ✨

// I am always writing about a fem!reader not that I dislike a gn!reader or anything but writing fem!reader is simply this what I am used to since I identify myself as female. It makes things easier for me and I am doing fan fiction for fun 💜

//when you send me a request it will maybe take some time even when I don’t have any other requests to do. I think we all know the feeling when we need to ✨feel✨ the scenario to actually write it. When I won’t do a scenario you send me I will tell you. It doesn’t mean that your scenario you requested is bad or anything but maybe I don’t feel good enough to write it or simply don’t know how

//sending me ideas is always welcome, especially for smau ✨ or any wishes you might have when I should add a character into another smau etc. I am happy to make it happen when I can 💜

//when you simply don’t like my content that’s fine with me but pls don’t write comments like: who does this and that? Makes no sense to me…blah, blah, blah. Then just scroll further and that’s it. Of course when you have a suggestion what would have made it a little better for you or what I could’ve add this is totally fine, as long as it is respectful. ✨

//pls don’t hint at my damn writing mistakes like grammar and spelling. I really, really try to avoid them as good as I can. But English is not my first language. I use different spelling and grammar tools but I guess some things are still not correct since I don’t pay for a full version for these tools. Like b*tch I pay for 4 streaming services, I have my limits 💀🤣 and for my smau stuff, I take a look and mostly I discover them when I already uploaded I am really sorry for this 🥲

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What I write ✍🏻

//I totally write fluff for you, so when you have an cute ideas I am so damn down for it 🤌🏻 fluffy fluff is balm to my soul 💗

//I am fine to write angst for you, especially for co plex characters that have a certain depth to them. And even when the char maybe is acting goofy I am still up to write something angsty. I enjoy making heartbreaking things. And I am just a girl I like listen to Sleep Token and be all melancholy and depressed ✌🏻

//I would write smut for you without blinking an eye �� I mean writing smut is kinda new to me. But I enjoy being a little smutty and I qm honest I am proud to have a straight face while reading smut in public 🤙🏻 when you have a request with something I won’t do, because I don’t feel comfortable I will tell you. But since I just don’t have enough experience to tell you exactly what I won’t write like any kinks or something, we need to find out but then I will add it here 😊

//I am ok with writing about darker themes, of course I will put trigger warnings in these posts. For example when domestic ab*se is mentioned or r*pe it’s always in a traumatic situation never to enjoy. Like for angsty stories. Just to make this clear. So I won’t write a smut with abusive content but I am ok with writing about these topics over all to make an angsty story.

//when I have anything more to add here I will do it ✨💜 I am simply new doing these serious blog stuff, idk even know what to write into that at all but well this here turned out. 💀✨

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What I write for✌🏻

I watched a lot of stuff I guess but not everything lol 🤣💀 probably I forgot something but well I still can add things 👀🤣 when I watched something new 👀

Demon Slayer

Jujutsu Kaisen

Naruto

Attack on Titan

Death Note

Tokyo Revengers

Hellsing (sorry but Alucard is like my favorite vampire but when you want to request another char like Pip that it fine with me too)

The Apothecary Diaries

I probably watched more that I guess I could write for but, then there are anime I watched, like Overlord but don’t have the urge to write anything to it, these are not listed of course xD But just for your I for your Information I didn’t watch One Piece or Bleach. These are animes that are still on my list ✌🏻

Since I like some specific games and I can count some as JRPGs I would write for these games too. So when you want to place a request for this I am more than happy to oblige 💕✨ even when I mostly post about anime but sometimes even I feel the urge to write the cutest Cloud Strife fluff I can think about. Or when you are into indie horrorgames like Sally Face I would be so happy to write for you💜

Final Fantasy 15

Final Fantasy 16

Final Fantasy 7

Sally Face

So I think we have everything, this was completely improvised and I am writing this like 2 in the morning 💀 well thank you for your attention when you made it this far 🤣🤌🏻 here a cookie🍪 for you and for the special ones a bubble tea 🧋because I am obsessed with bubble tea 🌚✨

[indigosuvi]

Giving Flowers

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

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You'd be surprised to know that, despite Gladiolus being good with people. He had never been given flowers. He didn't mind, and he hadn't really noticed before.

When you met him, you noticed that his name was a type of flower. You both took the time to get to know one another. Gladiolus continued with his usual behavior of flirting, talking, and giving gifts to you. Nothing ever went further for him before. You had planned to give him flowers as soon as you could. You just had to find the perfect ones and the perfect time to give them to you. He was always good at having conversations and interacting with people. Yet, one day, you found the gladiolus flower, and you handed it to him with a smile.

He looked at you and smiled back, taking them from you and thanking you. He didn't say anything else as he looked at them. A smile still remained. The friendly and talkative man was once at a loss for words.

“They're gladiolus.” You said.

He blinked and chuckled. Of course, you would find something with his name. He had never realized it before. He knew, but he just didn't think of it. He still remained silent, holding the flowers.

“Thank you.” He said as he looked at you.

“Have you ever been given flowers before?”

“No, actually, I haven't. These are beautiful.”

He felt slightly bad that he hadn't gotten you anything in return. You didn't mind.

“How do I care for them?”

“Just change the water every so often and cut the stems at an angle. It will help the water be absorbed.”

He nodded. He had never been given flowers before, and he didn't know the first thing about taking care of them. He would try his best, though. They were flowers in a vase. They wouldn't last long anyway, but with the information that you gave him, they would last a little bit longer. He seemed happy with the flowers, and he was. Maybe next time you would give him flowers that he could plant at his house. He did love nature and camping.

“They should last about a week.”

He nodded. “Thank you again.”

“You're welcome.”

He would make sure that they were safe as he drove them home. He wasn't sure the best place to put them. However, he decided that the nightstand by his bed would be a good place. He would get to see them as he woke up and when he went to sleep at night. He wouldn't forget who had given them to him, and when he wasn't busy, he'd take the time to admire them, smiling as he thought about you. He would think of a plan to give you something as beautiful as what you had given him. He didn't have to repay you. You didn't mind giving him things. However, he didn't think he had given you anything as nice as you had to him. You deserve something better, something pretty...

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Tag List: @eli-chris, @imagineherbrightskies

[prynacle]

Merry Christmas to me ✨

[krisssssssy]

[shitpostingkats]

We also have to talk about the uniform standards of the crownsguard. Yes black must be your PRIMARY color yes you MUST have a little skull and crossbones somewhere on your back yes you MUST wear black shoes with red soles yes you MUST have a little belt chain that you bought for 23 dollars at hot topic. Other than that? Go nuts.

[mariogirl369]

Happy birthday to Prompto! (Still feeling bad for him both in canon and Operation Noctis and Epoch Engage...)

[ninemelodies]

do you think the boys (and probably cindy lbr) ever go back to gralea for the regalia?

[genderchrisisspeaks]

Lord Gortash(BG3) reminds me freakishly of Adryn(FFXV) and the mild attraction I feel towards both of them is very much consistent.

[yourimaginationrealm]

Final Fantasy XV Noctis x reader x Prompto __________________

Well, this is something I found on another data storage device.... It's been a while I have written it and I have more... ____________________________ Part 2: How you met his father, the king….. ____________________________ ________________________________

How you met him… 

Noctis was known well. The prince of Insomnia. The son of King Regis. The handsome prince…. And so on. More importantly he goes to a regular school like commoners. Anyway while everybody and every of your friends were swooning about him, you were different. There you stand on the bottom kneeling and swooning about a puppy. ,By the six, nobody could be cute like this!‘ your thoughts run wild as you pet the fury. Only if you can send this to Prompto! Yes , Prompto is a friend to you. And the only one you fantalk about animals. At evening you send each other’s memes or photos of cute pets . Sometimes even he shot themselves. Once you meet him in middle school. He had a little more weight as it should be but he was totally alright as a human. He got the heart on the right place!  And then your father got a small Job outside of the town and you slowly lost contact to the precious boy. Few years later you came back to high school and boom! You bumped into someone tall and thin with freckles on his cheeks and messy hair. Holy your eyes were wide.

„PRO-" Suddenly you were in his embrace and he yell loudly.

„Y/N!! How long has it been?.“ A smile came to your face as you felt the familiar warm and smell of the boy.

„Too long?“ you mumbled in his shirt. However you missed something on him. What it was you noticed as you got a good view on him without his arms around you. That was definitely impressive ….. His overweight or any fat which was on him wasn't on the place anymore.

„What?!“ you screamed. „ Prompto you workout?“ You winked at him while he got flustered and stumbled on his words. „ You look even cute now!“ you smirked at him as he got redder.

„N/N STAAAHP! You say embrassing things . You too!“ He yelled back with eyes closed. Even you felt slightly warm around your cheeks. Because he was the first boy who complimented you. Suddenly, he changed the topic in your chitchat. „Mhhh maybe we got same courses ? Anyway I need to go now and find my friend. Next time or at lunch I introduce him to you.!“ He eagerly told me and hurried into the building.

„Ooookay….. must be urgent.“ 

The first day ended positive in high school. Definitely, because of meeting your old friend. Outside, you watched how the club activities started. Still, you could not decide which you should choose. After while, watching the others play some sports, you felt eyes on you. You look around but couldn't find the person who you thought were watching you. There, you shrugged the feeling away. Again, after a pause, you felt yourself being looked at. With more confidence, you looked around as you still didn’t find someone. Then suddenly, you tripped over something and fell flat on the grass.

„ Ow!“ you exhaled as you saw the culprit was a leg. With black pants. The male who it belonged to is asleep (or pretended to be at this time)  against a tree. You couldn’t make out his face because of his dark blue bangs hiding the most part of his. „Sorry….“ You whispered as you stand up again. And while you stand up, you fucking recognized that your unwanted school skirt was from the fall dragged up. Thank God, the boy was in deep slumber or he had seen your panties with red hearts on it. Tomato red, you hurried from the unconscious one away. Unknown to you, he had the same blush on his face and held back a laughter. ( This incident, he refers later to you on the journey.)

Next day, first classes were chemistry. Oh god, how you hated it. And the worst part, it was with Prompto who only couldn't sit with you because you came a little late due to the traffic. There, you had the table for you alone until someone later than you came to the class and took the seat next to you. Well, it was direct on the door…. With second glance risked, you recognize him to be the boy from yesterday. Only, to saw his eyes now. Bloodly hell and by the gods, what had you missed?! He was hot ….. And beautiful. You directly looked to the teacher with heat on your cheeks. The teacher must often hush the girls from the back seats for a reason as you steal sometimes a glance to the handsome boy next to you. Luck was on you as the teacher gave you teamwork to do with a paper sheet. And, as you shyly asked him about the answer from the third question when he showed it to you lazily. Slowly, you reached the end or your work:

„Finally ! We did  it.“ You let your body fell back into the seat. The bell rang. He huffed and spoke up relieved

„Can get my less sleep from the morning  back.“ With closed eyes he almost dropped his head on the table.

„Not enough sleep huh?“ He smirked as he mocked

„There would be never enough for me….“ You laughed and introduced yourself while giving your hands out to shake it

. „My name is Y/N.“ He took it gently as he gave you a small smile .

„Nice to know you Y/N.“ you waited for him to give you his name but somehow he kept silent.

„ uhm …“ you tried to find the words and asked him nicely. He rised one of his eyebrow. „How is your name?“ Well, that is an ordinary question right? I meant, he blinked multiple times at you and had a slight open mouth. A little did you panic. What was wrong? The blue haired was just speechless. Why could she not know? But would explain why she was so casual with him. That was definitely what he liked . No formal adressing and speaking with him like a normal student. There, you almost asked him what’s wrong as he closed his lips to speak.

„ I am Noc-"

„Y/N!!!“ a whiny voice shrieked through the room as some slender arms hugged your waist. Prompto's head is on your tummy as you looked down at your friend.

„Woaaah Prompto !!“ Still, the nameless boy was utterly confused as the blonde male is holding you and watched the scene in surprise.

„I missed ya! Morning you need to come earlier!“ you rolled your eyes. Like a kid. Before you could ask the boy again with his name he was surrounded from females from your class and they squealed loudly enough for you to leave the room from the annoying girls. Prompto just looked back and muttered

"I believe he is not coming any sooner there out. Come we already go to the next lecture!“ 

The next weeks, you met the pretty boy only on few occasions. Like getting food on your break time and leaving the school while he waits outside leaning on the walls from your school to get picked up. There were some greetings there and here.  However, once you dripped over something on the large staircase and almost fell down the hundred steps as he suddenly appears in front of you and stopped your falling. How he was suddenly there to your rescue is a big question for you until you went with him outside the town. This is going to happen in a few years . You thanked him puzzeled as he held you on place . Some of your female classmates would glare daggers on you because of your closeness with him. He just nods and you start to apologize for leaving him. Somehow your were quite shocked what happened and needed air. Outside, you couldn't just explain yourself why this felt so familiar. He just grapped your both arms as he tried to hold you and says

" Be careful !“ something in your memories just popped up as you recalled the events from the fifth may ten years ago.:

Flashback 😏

Your cat was missing. And you went after school directly to search him. Sadly, you couldn't know where it had gone as you just strolled the streets down. Your already had puffy eyes not only because you missed your cat. You really didn't know were you are. Some people asked you if somethings is wrong and you shook your head. No, no, no, you gonna end this and find her. You wiped your tears away and stamped forwards.  There was a large building which reaches the clouds. There lives the king like always your dad  mentioned to you. Maybe, you can ask the king for help. With confidence, you reached the front door from the palace. The soldiers just watched you amused.

„ I wish to speak with the king" you demanded. In movies you already know how to demand the royal presence. They gawk at you and just laughed.

„Dude, did you hear that?“ his friend nodded and they almost make their pants wet. You pouted.

„Hey if you search your parents asks the guy over there in green clothing he helps you.

„... but my father said the king would help for any crisis and be there for the people?“ You questioned the man who has now a puzzled face.

„ Because he has no time for child’s play.“ Then you walk disappointed away. ‚Why…. I thought he would help me….‘ suddenly you hear a loud ‚meow‘ as you turned around. There, you saw something red gushing into a bush. This could be your cat! You just run after it without thinking. You have to got through a fence . Thank good that you were small and could press yourself through it. Then, you got near to your cat as you called out to her but she just jumped away and run deeper into the garden with various plants. Suddenly, you see people and just hide behind a big tree. ‚Where am I? And who are those people with weird clothing?“  Scratch this, you need to catch your cat.  Slowly, you tip-toed to the next tree. This went on for a while until someone from the building was walking into the garden and looked around what for a noise he heard. There, you lied flat under a bank with you hand on your mouth and you heart beating strongly. You didn't felt when the man disappeared as a voice called out in hush

„You can come out. He is away..“ You looked to the voice came from and found dark blue sneakers. Then, he bends down and held a hand towards you for helping you to get out. A little confused, you took it and stand up.

„ What are you doing here in our garden?.“ A boy in the same age as you (you assumed ) asked you curiously. Suddenly, you got sad and mumbled.

„I was searching my beloved cat… And, I saw it here playing around and yeah somehow I just run after it and….. got here….“ The stranger just stared at you with concern as he offered

„Then, we search together?“ 

With his aid, you somehow managed to get your cat and held it in your arms. Anyway, you both reached even outside the garden and took shelter under an old roof. You squeezed together with the stranger to keep yourself warm.

„ It seems that it goes down for a while.“ He mentioned.

„ But before it gets dark I must return home!“ Silently, you started to sniff as he turns and patted your head.

„ Don’t worry, we somehow get back. I believe we need to get soaked to find back…. The weather is not going to change for a while….“ With wrinkled eyebrows, he watched the sky. Without a warning, your cat scratched you as she jumped from your arms and disappeared into the wilderniss of town.

„Oh no!“ you yelled and started to cry. Your new friend began to calm you as he hugged you and motivated to keep going now. You nodded and sniffled a bit. He reached out his left hand to you.

„We must stay together.“ He smiled and you returned his. Drenched in rain the boy and you run towards the large to tower as he knows that was were you both started your search. After a while running, the boy asked someone for the way and you already took slowly the steps down from a park. Cause the rain, they were so slippery and you began to slip and fell down.

„ Ahhh!“ you screamed as the boy called out.

„ Hey!“ And in no time, he jumped in front of you to stop your falling. You just could make out some blue glitters around him.

„Wha- thank you!“ He smiled and said.

„Just be careful.“ As the sun went down, you and the boy were picked up from a policemen who searched you both. As the police car parked in front of your house, you turned to your new friend.

„I don't wanna go in…. They must be mad…“ You whispered. He nodded and said.

„ Me too. I think my father is over worried too but Gladio is going on a rampage!.“ He remembered the last time, he snuck out and his face got pale.

„But thank you for helping me. I was glad to meet you.“ He turned his face to you and nodded hastily.

„Yes! Even all was a bit scary,  It was even fun with you! Like a real adventure.“ Your eyes lit up.

„ Oh yeah let's do it soon again!“  Then, he smiles widely and laughs a bit. He was more silent over your stroll but now, he opened up and his blue eyes are showing how happy he is.

„Not before you are old enough! You can go on adventure when you old enough.“ The policeman scolded you as you flinched.

„Yes….“ You said. Then you jumped out of the car and waved happily the boy good-bye. Before you knew it, the car followed the main street down and you just realized. „ I forgot to ask him about his name!“ At home your parents were angered but even relieved you came back safe. 

So years went by and you heard nothing from the boy or see anything.

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You realized, it must be the same boy from ten years and him. The hairstyle was back then more wielded and his bangs didn't covered his eyes. Definitely, you must speak it up next time. As you thought about how you  should approach him, you walked to your next course. ‚Damn does he even remember this time? And does it not sound creepy?  Maybe, I better ask him again about his name to start this conversation. Yeah that is right!.“ With new motivation and plan, seriously who thought about someone to approach ? You swung the door open to enter the room. Unfortunately, the door crashed against someone who grunted in pain. 

„Noct!“ an all to well known voice rang out worried. Wait….. As you look behind the door, you saw the boy on the floor sitting on his butt. He held his nose as he glared at your direction. His glare softens as he realized who it was.

„ I am sorry. My fault I shouldn't have-" Then red liquid quilled from his hands like water . OH HELL YOU BROKE HIS NOSE. Prompto searched eagerly for tissues. As he wanted to lay his head back you rushed to him. „No, you should let it all out. Or the blood runs down your throat!“ Your right hand reached his neck as you held him down. A little did he flinch at your contact as he blinked to your side. „Come I bring you to the nurse!“ The blood ran as you helped him to stop it but you just dirtied your hands with it. This was a little embarrassing from the young man as you held the bloodied tissues (thanks to Prompto) softly on his nose. „Really I didn’t mean to swing the door open like that!“  Totally worried, you opened the door to the nurse room. He chuckled and mumbled

„ Don't worry. I didn't pay attention either.“ The nurse in the room just called who it was. „Sorry for disturbing but we have someone here with a bloody nose which can't stop!“ The nurse chuckled behind the curtain.

„Put him on the bed. I help you in an instant.“ Like said, the male sit on the soft bed and waited until the nurse helped him. You just waited with him too. As she puts aside the curtains, she registered who just sat in her room. Her eyes went wide as she bowed. ‚What….?‘ you questioned her weird behaviour. ‚ I apologize I didn't know who entered the room.  There she still bowed her head to the floor. Really now?

„I am sorry but your patient is bleeding like hell and if you don't stop your bowing, he ends up dead from blood loss!“ you mentioned pissed. How stupid is that? The male watches your reaction amused as she almost tripped over her feet and started to stop his bleeding. Like order from you she apologized for her late reaction... Okaaaaaaay.

„Should I inform the king from your injury?“ the nurse asked as she wrote down the report with shaky hands.

„Oh god, please no!“ the male speaked up almost freaked out. „Don't worry him about this little fuss.“  ‚Why the king?‘ you asked yourself.  As you both left the room, the nurse again bowed down . Weird woman…..  You paid for his meal during lunch time as an apology .

„ Really you don't need to. I have plenty food enough from home.“ He reassures. The last words, he muttered inaudible for you. „ Ignis would kill me if his cooked food is untouched.“ Then, like a lightning it struck him. „ Do you eat vegetables?“ he asked you.

„ Huh? Ehm … sure?“ Suddenly, he opened a fancy bento box as a dream sight of arranged food enters your eyes. You gaped at it.

„ There“ he held the delicious food to you. „ You can eat it up. Just give me the box back.“ 

„ You don't wanna eat it?“

„No, I hate carrots and there is a lot of another things in it I hate.  I am happy with the bought food.“ You took the box and start to eat it.

„Thanks…“ Hell whoever did this has a real talent in cooking. „How’s your nose?“ you ask him.

„Better. It stings a little but not broken anything.“

„ Thank the six gods.“ You sighed.

„Hey you two!“ The blonde male waved as he hurried to you.

„ What a surprise  you already known each other for a time?“  You shake your head.

„Well we met on occasions but really known not why?“ Prompto laughed as he said .

„ This is my best friend who I wanted to introduce to you.“ He said proudly.

„ Oh nice. And…..?“  His shoulders dropped.

„AND WHAT?“ he yelled. „You know that it is something.“ The boy warned his blonde friend.

„ Please Prompto. I introdu-" You took another large bite as Prompto let the bomb fall. „ He is The prince from Insomnia . Noctis Lucis Caelum.“ He gestured to your male you sat next to. ‚ What…‘ your mind went blank. You looked back at the called one as he rolls his eyes annoyed from his friend.

„Can you not wait and made everything dramatic,  Prompto?“  Noctis….. Wait you remembered Prompto called him Noct so this can not be a joke. And Noctis is the name from the prince who belonged to the royal Lucis family who rule over Insomnia. And the name of the king’s son. The prince. Bloody hell. That explains why you met him in the royal gardens. You helped at this time that the prince went missing. This explains even the crazy fangirls. And that he was always alone somewhere. You talked him so casually all the time. And didn't recognize the prince of your town. Hell, he must think that you stupid. You almost broke his nose and accused the poor nurse of her behaviour. And ….. eat up his lunch….. You pale. „ Look what have you done now she feels uncomfortable around me!“ He bickered at his friend.

„ But how could she not know?“  Yeah how could you? Maybe you never believed your were able to befriend with the King’s son. You set down his half eaten lunch box.  You turned to Prince Noctis as you fall on your knees as  you exclaimed.

„ I apologize for my treason, majesty!  I accept my punishment. “ Prompto directly took his camera out as he oogled you with wide eyes. Noctis now begin to feel ashamed as all eyes land on him.

„ Treason? What? No , majesty ? I am not my father when you must say ‚ your highness but please stand up!!! Prompto don’t you dare-"

„Too late.“ He giggles as he watches the new shot photos.  You looked up shakily. Noctis sighed relieved as you were on the same level like him again. Prompto snickered as he said

„ This is not how you do it. You need to bow slightly and say ‚your highness‘.“ Like fast you did as said.

„Prompto…..“ The prince groaned

. „I apolgize for my rude behaviour.  I am not to know well with all the royal concept.“ You looked down to avoid his eyes. Again, he sighed as he caught one of your shoulders to get your eye contact. „

Y/n" he remembered your name. „ Believe me I am happy you actually don't. All this royal adressing makes me sick. Please call me just Noctis without prince or highness. Treat me like a normal mate here in school.  I have this enough at home…“ You nod as you still progress that the prince talked to you. Prompto smiled as he touched your other shoulder.

„ Told you he is nice!“ He laughed and added „ But totally lazy.“

„IDIOT what have just said?“ he glared at his best friend. The blonde put his tongue out. After while, you all sat again in silent and eating your foods. Somehow, you finished the royal fancy food. Then, Noctis received a call. „Hello? Oh , it's you  Ignis. Yeah…. Hmm…. Yeah I did eat them. What? Of course, why should I lie? He sneaks a glance to your holding his empty bento box. No. Did you just call because of this?“ he mumbled annoyed. Prompto just broke into his conversation

„ Say hello from me to Iggy!“ You could not believe how casual Prompto was with him and maybe others. As the phone call has ended, Noctis opened from his phone the camera app as he took a photo from the empty food box on your lap. „ That makes him shut up now.“ He smirks evilly.

„Dude…..“ Prompto shakes his head. „Did you just have on your photo the delicious legs from Y/N?“ he arched  an eyebrow.  You blushed at the compliment and the description from your legs. Noctis turned beet red on his ears.

„ Yeah why?“ „Have luck that he believes you.“  Like it was planned a sudden tone signalled  that Noctis got a message.

Your highness, Like it seems the bento box I made is empty. You were right with the food. Please asks the female how the the various creation from vegetables tasted.  I would like to hear her recommendation. And introduce me to her at the evening. If she likes I set up a fine meal for you and her.  Congratulations for your first female friend.😉 Greetings, Ignis

Noctis rolled his eyes as he reads the message. He questioned why Luna doesn't count as female friend but anyway:

„Hey, Y/N Do you have time after school?“ he just asks without looking at her.

„ Uhm..  Yeah a little time I have? Why?“ he shrugged his shoulder as he said.

„ Ignis is ready to make more food  today.“ You nodded as Prompto yelled.

„ Hell yeah, warm prepared food after school!“ He dreamily looked to the sky as Noctis declared annoyed. 

„Did I invite you?“ 

Another beep sound:

Hey sleepy head, Just had meet Iggy, fine legs those you photographed. You got taste. Eager to see her face😏 How far are you with her😚? No wonder you were so motivated to get early in school, hehe. Don’t forget training today! Gladio.

Noctis can only sigh about this and shut down his phone. "Great.... Let's go back to class..."

____________________________ Part 2: How you met his father, the king….. ____________________________