Prompt Post: Final Fantasy 15 #1
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final_fantasy_kink_memeHere is the Prompt Post for Final Fantasy 15! As the most recent individual instalment, FFXV has a dedicated post in anticipation of higher activity. This round will close when we reach 5000 comments.
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Rules
1. All comments to the meme must be anonymous. Linking to fills on Ao3 is allowed, but links must still be posted on anon.
2. Concrit is welcome as per the author, but character bashing, kink shaming, and hijacking (derailing prompts with contrary comments or asking for additions to the prompt) are not allowed.
3. Warning for spoilers and subjects such as non-con, incest, underage and character death is highly recommended, but not mandatory.
4. Crossover prompts may be cross-posted in any relevant prompting post.
5. Please link all fills to the Fills Post.
6. Don't be an asshole. Mods reserve the right to freeze, screen or delete at their discretion.
Prompting Guidelines
1. Include the name of the Final Fantasy game/media you're prompting for, followed by the characters involved in the subject title.
2. For pairings use the name/name format (examples: Noctis/Prompto, Locke/Celes, Zack/Cloud/Sephiroth).
3. It's not required but we highly recommend including kinks and content warnings in the subject as well.
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Final Fantasy 1-6 Prompt Post: #1
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Gladio/Noct, Noct is a pushy, dominant top
Date: 2018-03-28 07:48 pm (UTC)Bonus: loyalty/fealty kink
Fill: Gladio/Noct, Noct is a pushy, dominant top
Date: 2018-03-30 05:51 pm (UTC)It seemed a lifetime ago that Gladio had doubted him. Noctis had lived up to everything the world had asked of him and that had been more than a single human should be able to shoulder. Most amazing of all – Noctis had also lived through it.
It had taken ten long, dark years, but Noctis finally sat on the throne where he had always belonged. He lifted his gaze as Gladio’s footsteps echoed in the giant hall. A week after their battle against Ardyn, the sight of Noctis in his rightful place still took Gladio’s breath away.
He ascended the first set of stairs, but stopped on the middle platform, looking up at the throne.
“Pretty late in the day to call for me. I’d expected you’d be asleep by now. I guess some things really did change.”
Noctis smiled down at him. By the Six, Gladio could stand here for hours just drinking in his sight. He’d been gone for far, far too long.
“Come up here,” Noctis said.
Gladio followed the order, coming to stand by his side just as Noctis lifted himself out of his throne. An inquisitive tilt of his head was extended far further down than planned as Noctis grabbed the side of his head and tugged him downwards into a kiss.
“We have had too little time together since I’ve been back,” Noctis said against his lips.
“We’ve had too little time together since we started dating,” Gladio murmured.
Quiet trysts in the underbrush behind the tent, fumbling kisses on the train, ten years of fucking nothing, and now they were just scrambling to rebuild a world that has teetered on the brink. There had never been much time for the two of them. It was just the way it was and Gladio did not usually complain, but gods, sometimes it grated.
The grip on his head grew tighter, fisting painfully into the long, dark hair, which sent bolts down right into his gut. Though he could have resisted, he never did with Noctis. He allowed his king to bend his head back so he could press his mouth to Gladio’s throat. His hands tightened painfully on Noctis’ shoulders. The scratch of his new beard was still unfamiliar and made Gladio eager to know how it’d feel on other parts of his body.
“Still obedient,” Noctis murmured.
“You haven’t lost your bossy streak, either.”
Noctis sank his teeth into Gladio’s neck.
“Isn’t the royal bedroom refurbished by now?”
“I want to do it here,” Noctis said, hands sliding down the over his back, then grabbing Gladio’s ass, yanking him close.
“Well, a royal demand’s a royal demand,” Gladio muttered, shoving his hands under Noctis’ shirt, but stopping himself, calling on the last remaining reason in him. “The doors aren’t locked, though.”
“It’s late. Besides, I’m the Chosen King. Who is going to tell me I can’t have my Shield in my own castle?” Noctis said, bemused.
Still a brat after all these years. However, as Gladio imagined Noctis fucking him over the railing before the throne, not pausing even as some unfortuate Kingsglaive member blundered in, it almost made him groan. Noctis nipped at his throat once more.
“Strip,” he commanded, stepping back.
Gladio licked his lips, which felt suddenly dry. He glanced at the door once more, but then decided to throw caution to the wind, kicking off his boot before he pulled off pieces of the Crownsguard uniform one by one, finally standing stark naked in front of the throne and the king. Noctis looked him up and down.
“So many new scars,” he murmured.
“I wasn’t lazing around waiting for you.”
Noctis traced his fingers over the marred skin, serrated claw marks, burns of ice and fire and lightning, pinpricks of fangs, clean cuts of blades.
“Obviously not.” Noctis halted. “While you waited... did you have anyone else?”
Gladio shrugged his shoulders.
“Nah. You weren’t gone forever, after all.”
The careful blankness in Noctis’ expression dissolved into relief and then satisfaction. He surged forward, pulling Gladio down to crash their mouths together.
Of course he’d waited. He had waited ten years for him because the alternative was convincing himself that Noctis was dead and he had never been able to accept that. His duty to Noctis was written on his skin, he carried his oath to him in his Amicitia blood, and Gladio was sure if you cut him open, you’d find Noctis’ name graved into his fucking bones somewhere. There hadn’t ever been an alternative to waiting.
As they kissed, Noctis turned him around and backed him towards the throne, pushing until Gladio fell down on it. His knee was between his thighs and Gladio found himself rutting helplessly up against the smooth fabric covering his thigh, cock already rock-hard.
“Turn around,” Noctis said breathlessly, stepping back.
Gladio did, which left him kneeling on the seat of the throne, hands on the armrests. He heard a bottle uncork. Noctis slick fingers trailed between his cheeks.
“You planned this, huh?”
“Yes. I’ve been wanting to do this for days,” Noctis groaned, some of that youthful impatience that used to fill him still tingeing his voice. Gladio laughed.
He felt tight as the first time when Noctis fucked him with two fingers as he mouthed at Gladio’s back. The stretch burned, but Noctis had never taken him gently and Gladio like it that way. He wanted to feel him for a little while even after they where done. He pushed back against his hand and Noctis sucked a mark into his shoulder.
“I decide when you get more,” he told him.
Gladio grunted. “Just hurry up.”
He jabbed into him and Gladio swallowed what had threatened to become a whimper. It hurt. He loved it.
“That’s not the right answer,” Noctis said, tangling his free hands in Gladio’s hair again. “Try again.”
Gladio knew what Noctis wanted to hear, what he wanted to say, and after a moment of silent petulance, he relented gladly.
“Yes, your Highness.”
Noctis hummed and kissed his ear. Three fingers were moving inside Gladio now, wet, teasing him in the most sensitive spot, and fuck, fuck, he needed Noctis to get on with it. Thankfully, it seemed like the decade-long wait made sure Noctis wasn’t in the mood for games, either. Gladio moaned as he felt his fingers leave him and the head of his cock pushing against his entrance instead. Noctis wrapped his arms around Gladio’s barrel chest, pulling him backwards, letting him precariously teeter on the edge of balance for a moment before Gladio grabbed on to the throne again, leaning back into Noctis as his king began thrusting into him, long, deep pushes that had his thighs quaking.
Noctis was biting and kissing his neck over and over and Gladio knew he’d have half a dozen marks above the collar and even his hair wouldn’t hide them all. No matter, he thought, breath going harshly, blood running hot as he heard Noctis pant in his ear. Noctis had a right to mark what was his and Gladio wanted everyone to see.
He lasted a pitifully short time; it was over as soon as Noctis just touched his cock and gave it a few quick strokes. He came over the throne as his king fucked into him, holding him by his hair like it was a leash, and he thought for a moment he would pass out with bliss. Good thing he didn’t ‘cause he would have missed Noctis spending himself inside him, clawing red furrows into his chest. He collapsed against Gladio’s back. For a moment, Gladio let his forehead drop again the cold velvet covering the throne.
“I missed you,” Noctis said quietly.
Gladio cleared his throat, which suddenly felt very tight.
“Yeah,” he managed.
Before Noctis pulled out, he placed a kiss between Gladio’s shoulder blades. Gladio’s knees ached from being pushed against the hard seat so much as he stretched them out. Grabbing his Crownsguard vest, he cleaned his seed from the throne, then balled it up before he put on his pants and boots. Noctis watched him with a lopsided smile. He had tucked himself back in.
“Very respectful,” he joked.
“Bet you didn’t want to sit in that tomorrow,” Gladio muttered. “So am I gonna get to see that royal bedroom tonight?”
“I think that can be arranged.”
They walked side by side out of the throne room, Gladio carrying his vest, shirtless, wearing a thousand hints to what they had done on his skin. He tensed a little as he heard footsteps, but relaxed when he saw it was Ignis, who would not notice he had just slipped out of the throne room half-naked.
“Evening,” he said.
Noctis gave a vague greeting.
“Ah. Are you done now?”
“Done?” Noctis looked at him and Ignis just raised a brow. Gladio could feel heat creep up his neck.
“What... you couldn’t have seen us,” Noctis said.
“You were loud enough that I could get a general impression of what was going on.” Ignis sounded more exasperated than offended, really. Couldn’t get too mad at Noctis doing something fun for once after the shit show that had been his destined fate in life, Gladio assumed. “There are a few things we still need to go over regarding the staffing of the Kingsglaive, Noct. It should only take a few minutes.”
“Okay,” Noctis said, glancing at Gladio. He got on his toes and Gladio leaned his head down to kiss him. “Wait for me in the bedroom.”
“Don’t keep me in suspense for ten years this time, princess,” Gladio said quietly.
Noctis grinned even as grabbed his hand and held it for a moment.
“I promise.”
Re: Fill: Gladio/Noct, Noct is a pushy, dominant top
Date: 2018-03-30 10:31 pm (UTC)Also? Noctis had a right to mark what was his and Gladio wanted everyone to see. SO
HOT.
Re: Fill: Gladio/Noct, Noct is a pushy, dominant top
Date: 2018-04-17 05:18 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: Gladio/Noct, Noct is a pushy, dominant top
Date: 2018-04-03 12:03 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: Gladio/Noct, Noct is a pushy, dominant top
Date: 2018-04-17 05:19 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: Gladio/Noct, Noct is a pushy, dominant top
Date: 2018-04-17 02:52 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: Gladio/Noct, Noct is a pushy, dominant top
Date: 2018-04-17 05:20 pm (UTC)