I’m so sorry this took so long! I made it a little more lengthy than most drabbles, I hope this makes up for it. “φʕ•ᴥ•oʔ
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Noctis
Rainy day, rainy day, rainy day.
Spring in Insomnia always meant rain, so much rain, it made everything so grey and sleepy like. Which currently led to your predicament of you and Noctis currently curled up on your couch, both tucked up in a large blanket.
It wasn’t chilly, yet the two of you both enjoyed being bundled under a blanket together sharing heat. The man was spooning you from behind as you tried finding something to watch on Netflix, but the two of you had watched almost everything and the list wouldn’t update for another week.
“Just throw on whatever.” You stated to the question Noctis was about to ask, having to stifle a giggle, as you heard him pout. Rolling over to face the man, so you could see the adorable pout on his face, it was one of the cute reactions he saved just for you.
“Why do you always do that?”
“Do what?” You asked, wrapping your legs around his, as he sat down the remote on the coffee table beside your take out boxes.
Noctis scoffed, as he pulled you closer, scooting down further on the couch to bury his head into your neck. Nuzzling you warmly, as you stroked his hair, hearing the man began to doze off, you knew for a fact that you were to follow him shortly as you often did. You joked that the Prince often sapped you like a battery, and made you doze as much as him.
The noise I made should not have came from a human. (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧
FLUFF YEAH!
(I at first read as ‘me’ specifically and was like. They’re just ‘Put her on the back like luggage’ than I read ‘What if I fell?’ and I was like I would die!)
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Noctis–
Noctis flinched, he had just rested his eyes, when he suddenly felt a pressure against his right shoulder, and something wrap around his arm. Blue eyes opened, as he turned away from the window to see the top of your head, one of your arms snaked around his own.
The young man shifted slightly,only to have you mutter softly, nuzzling your head into his shoulder, your hold on him relaxing softly after a quick flinch. He held his breath hoping not to wake you, yet when you didn’t move any further than the nuzzle to his shoulder, the Prince realized that you were still very much asleep.
Moving off the door, Noctis, adjusted, all the while, linking his hand within your own, as he rested his cheek against the top of your head. As he drifted back to sleep, he couldn’t help but smile, your shampoo smelled amazing, or maybe it was you. Either way it brought the man comfort.
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Prompto–
Prompto immediately flustered, his mind bouncing around, ‘What do! What do!’ He didn’t expect this, why did he agree to trade seats with Noct? Right, Noct’s knee was acting up, so he needed the extra room to stretch out.
Yet now he was currently in the backseat, a panicked blush over his freckles, as you laid against him. Your head resting against his shoulder, your hand resting against his thigh, gripping onto the denim cheetah, leopard, ugh he couldn’t even remember what type of cat print he had on his pants.
He went to adjust, only for you to moan softly, before shifting again, pulling yourself even further into the man. It took everything in Prompto to not flail in panic, his back straighten, he couldn’t disturb you, his hands placed in his lap, as he stared at the back of Ignis’ head. He would not disturb your sleep!
“Prompto are you okay?” You called, upon your next rest stop break, the poor guy was holding his back, and limping.
“Yeah, no prob, my arm and leg’s just asleep.” Prompto replied, only to squeak as you moved over, wrapping your arm around his waist.
“Lean on me, somehow I figure this is my fault.”
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Gladiolus–
Gladiolus was so engrossed in his book that he almost didn’t even notice the weight against his left bicep, until you shifted and your hair tickled his arm. Looking over he notice, your eyes fluttering to stay awake, only to watch you lose the fight.
Nudging your shoulder slightly, Gladiolus watched you immediately sit up, he didn’t mean to push you away. Placing his book down, the man reached his arm around your shoulder, watching as your sleepy mind lead you into his side. Believing you to get a knot in your neck from the strange position, Gladiolus moved his hand lower,wrapping it underneath you, before pulling you into his lap.
You let out an embarrassing squeak, before turning your head up to the man, only to feel a hand on your back, rubbing soft circles.
“Go back to sleep.”
You were surprised the man was as comfy as he was, and the warmth from his chest and beating of his heart was surprisingly very calming. Closing your eyes you immediately dozed off.
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Ignis–
Ignis sighed heavily, you all had been stuck in the car for the last 15 minutes due to the torrential downpour, if anything he knew that you would all end up more than likely staying here for another hour if not more.
“Yeah, I dont think we’re goin anywhere for a while Noct.” Prompto stated, pointing toward his phone, showing the large rain storm.
Ignis leaned against the back window of the Regalia, he and Noctis couldn’t even switch out, he knew that he could handle this weather, but the split second it took for them to shift would result in both of them being drenched.
“Than it may be best if we all rest.” Ignis stated, as he removed his glasses, he was already getting a headache due to not drinking his 2nd cup of Ebony, only to turn as your head dropped against his shoulder.
Turning those sage eyes over to you, Ignis had noticed that you had been dozing all morning, having not gotten a lot of sleep the night before. Only for you to pass out the moment you all were trapped in the car, now it seemed your body was trying to get comfortable between the two tall men in the back seat.
Moving his glasses to his left hand, the man wrapped his right arm around your shoulders, allowing you to rest against his side. A small smile appearing on his face, as you shuffled closer, your fingers wrapping around the bottom of his suit jacket.
I have been looking forward to this one! Like OMG, this is going to be so much fun. Makes me wish I could draw, so you could see what my mind sees for the boys as babu’s.
I shouldn’t have had as much fun as I did with the Noctis and Ignis ones.
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“Y/N!”
You gasped, turning as you saw the smoke rush past you, then cover the being behind. You glanced down expecting to see yourself as a toad, or covered in slime, yet you were perfectly fine. It didn’t work on you, did the affiliation not work on females? Lucky you!
“Is he okay?”
You gave a groan, before slowly turning around, eyes widen at your boyfriend. Well your cute little pint sized boyfriend…
You heard yourself mutter, “Shiva have mercy on me.”
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Noctis
“Noctis, Noct, wake up sweetie.” You cooed, shaking the tiny Prince asleep besides you in one of your crop tops, curled to your chest, who you could only guess was maybe 4 at the very most. He had slept all night, but every book you had pulled out told you that you had another 32 hours of your boyfriend being stuck ‘chibi-fied’ as Prompto stated.
Those beautiful blue eyes popped open, as the little Prince looked to you laying beside him in the grand hotel bed. Only to squeeze close as he pushed the blankets over his head, letting out a whine. “No.”
“Come on baby.” You called, managing to pull him up the bed, actually rather easy considering when he went limp now, it was just like picking up your suitcase. “Let’s get you washed up.”
“Still a lump in the morning.” Prompto chuckled from the other side of the bed, attempting to get his hair into the typical ‘Chocobo’ style.
“Basically.” You giggled. Lucky for you, your Noctis was rather easy going, and mostly slept while you got him ready. “So squeaky clean, kisses.”
This always seemed to get Noctis perky as he bounced up placing his hands on your cheeks, as he pressed a kiss to your lips.
It’s always about the butts. Bless your thirst, anon. – Dia
Noctis – Noctis would flat out deny you the first time around (”No way, my ass is a one-way street”), making you feel embarrassed for even bringing it up and you refuse to approach him again about it. But the idea sticks in the back of his mind, bugging him over and over as to why you even wanted to do it, finally pushing him to the point that he decides to do his own “research” on it. What he didn’t expect was to actually get incredibly aroused by it, his cock becoming painfully hard as he watched video after video of it. Now reconsidering the idea, Noctis offers to try it with you and you’re elated at the sudden change of mind. You have to take it really slow with him at first, lubing him up well and stretching him out with your fingers, asking him with every action if he was doing okay. Kissing him and stroking his cock seem to help him relax more, and soon you’re pushing your strap-on into him and listening to every one of his every delicious moans, entwining your fingers into his, just happy that he finally gave himself up to you.
Prompto – There was no begging or convincing needed when you proposed the idea of pegging to Prompto. He was no stranger to ass play and was more than eager to submit himself to you. Hell, there are times when he wants to ride you instead, his hands squeezing your breasts and giving you sweet kisses as he rocks into you, and you memorized by the way his cock bounces up and down when he impales himself onto you. When he finally cums, he let’s out the sweetest moans and nuzzles himself into your neck. Prompto even ends up being a little bit of a size queen and he challenges you to use larger sizes on him just to see how far you could stretch him, his freckles standing out even more as his face flushes deeper with every thrust you gave him, crying out to you how he wanted it harder. You just wanted to eat up that gorgeous body of his every time you made him squirm. Prompto loved acting the part of the beautiful little blonde-haired slut for you and he was absolutely all yours.
Gladio – You were really taken aback when Gladio just simply agreed to pegging, shrugging his shoulders at you like it wasn’t a big deal. His logic was that given all the stuff he’s put your body through, maybe it was about time that you got to have a little more fun with him. It was almost intimidating taking on a man so much larger than you, but that’s what added to the thrill of it. When you are first entering him, he gets impatient with you, thrusting back on the dildo himself when you didn’t go fast enough for him. He asks you to pull his hair, rather hard actually, and you twist your fingers into his mane and give it a hard yank. Gladio grunts at your blatant display of dominance, the electrifying feeling of having power over another surging through you as you really start to get into it with him, rolling your hips and sending the dildo deep into his ass. He ends up cumming all over the bed after a few tight strokes of your hand and a few rough thrusts of the dildo. But he wasn’t finished yet, and in true Gladio fashion, he flips you over on your back and fucks you mercilessly into the bed for your second round that night.
Ignis – It took a lot of getting to know and understand each other’s sexual desires before you could work up the nerve to bring your fantasy up to him, only having one boyfriend prior to that who ever actually agreed to it. And it shocked the hell out of you when you end up breaking his usual cool exterior, him becoming immediately flustered when you bring the topic up, obviously striking some sort of kink chord within him. He admits that he’s used toys a few times on himself before, but never with another person. Placing your hand on his clothed cock, you suggest that he wears a butt plug prior to that night’s activities, just keep him nice and loosened up. His cock immediately jumps to attention at the mere suggestion, and you lick your lips and giggle in his ear before leaving the room. Later that night, much to your surprise, you discover he took your recommendation to heart, so you had no problems as you enter him fully from behind, his throaty moans only encouraging you to fuck him harder. You finally get the man to to unravel under you and he cums hard, but only when you give him the okay to do so.
SFW Content Type: Scenarios- Gen!Reader x Chocobros Content Warnings: Reader with an Attitude, SFW, Fluff, Angst, Feels.
Oh my goodness— this one was extremely fun to write! Thank you for your request, and I hope that you enjoy these small scenarios 🙂 I deviated a little in some scenarios from the original prompt; I do hope this is still okay? ^.^ Please find the scenarios under the ‘read more’ cut! 🙂
A/N: Yes, hello, would you like 2660 words of word vomit for a demon au that no one asked for? Of course not, but here it is! Dedicated to @spheri just because.
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You always had to mentally prepare yourself for days whenever you had to visit the Citadel for work. Honestly, you suspected that people relied on you because they thought you were fearless. Of course, that wasn’t the case. You were human, waltzing into a den of demons—there was fear, but you weren’t about to let it get in the way of your work.
The car had dropped you off at the front gate where you went through the check-in process, handing over all your identification documents and pinning a badge to your front pocket, fully visible to anyone you passed. You made sure it was pinned properly; it was the only thing that was protecting you. As far as you knew to your eyes it looked like a badge, but to a demon, it was meant to a warning beacon, ‘this is one is to be unscathed’, but you felt like it was more, ‘this one is meant to be important and therefore likely more fun to play with’.
prompt: how would the chocobros react to seeing bruises on their partner from intimate moments?
noctis:
bruises don’t happen that often with the crowned prince
if they do its usually in the form of hickeys
get this boy into the right mood and you’ll have bite marks all over your chest
your neck is even less common than anything. given the amount of attention noct grew up with in the crown city such markings on a known partner would garner way too much attention and scrutiny from the media so he’s trained himself pretty damn well to hide any give away of his sex life
noctis tends to be rather smug when he does leave marks in coverable places on his lover
that bite on your chest? thats the mark of a king
he gets a rush from that sense of regal pride and subjugation
but he doesn’t take it too far. he is sure to know your limits
if he ever leaves a mark unwanted by his partner he will apologize profusely and be certain to reign himself in in future endeavors
he may be a king, but when it come to you, the power is shared
prompto:
prompto is the master at accidentally leaving hickeys on his partner’s neck and shoulders
he usually doesn’t intend on it, but without fail he gets too caught up to think about the mark he might leave
prom likes to get impossibly close to his partner during intimate moments
he’s terrified that one small move will make them leave or disappear forever
he’ll often bury his face in his partners neck, just basking in the way their skin feels against his lips and the smell of their hair and body
what start as soft kisses often end up as nips and bites, his mouth sucking on the soft flesh as his partner whimpers beneath him
lost in his affections he forgets that too much attention to one spot can leave a mark for days to come
like noctis, he’ll apologize for marring your skin
but should his partner not mind, he’ll find himself looking at it as a mark of reality
he did that. it was real. you are his, and he is yours
ignis:
bruises from ignis are even more rare than they are from noctis
they almost never happen, however, very rarely he’ll bite to hard on his partners neck or shoulder
ignis is incredibly apologetic for leaving a mark, after all he was raised to be a caregiver
the moment either of you start to see a bruise appear on your neck or shoulder he is on his phone searching for the best and fastest remedies
cold spoon remedy? check. he’s got one ready. and you better be prepared to test out all sorts of crazy tricks to get rid of the mark as soon as possible
even if you insist that its really okay, he will still insist on you covering it or healing it asap
his position is far to great for him to be leaving such lewd marks on his partner that anyone could see
what would be said of him if he could seemingly so easily lose such control to mark his partner
gladiolus:
bruises are almost inevitable with the big guy
its not that he even really tries, in fact a lot of the time he tries his hardest to make sure he doesn’t hurt his partner in the slightest
but being as big as he is and having his strength he is bound to slip up
the most common place for bruises from his love making is on your hips
his hand prints are basically an ever lasting mark on your body from him gripping you tight while he pounds into you
he gets so caught up in the feeling of your body around his length that he forgets his grip on your body can be too much
even if you insist you like it
or that its really okay because you were also too caught up in the moment to notice or care
gladio will be really concerned the first time he notices that his grip left a dark purple mark on your skin
tell him its really okay and his concern will slowly turn to a skewed sort of pride; a symbol of your passion
ardyn:
ardyn can be a real gentleman when he wants to be
but make him snap and you will be in pain for days
some how he can make you feel as though your entire body is bruised just from the way he fucked you
a dark ring around your throat is ever present from his palm pressing on your airways as he pounds into you
“did you say something, love?”
smug pride is clearly written in his features anytime he sees you struggle to walk the next morning
or the way he chuckles as your voice is hoarse from the tension on your neck
adoration is the best way to describe his tender looks at your worn body
#74: Why don’t you just sit there and look pretty?
Articulate adviser, skillful chef, graceful combatant: these
were just a few of the titles Ignis Scientia held. However, talented artist,
specifically painter, was not something you expected from him. While he was a
man of many skills, you figured something had to give. He couldn’t be that perfect.
But he was. Of course he was.
So when he asked if he could paint you, you were surprised
at first but still happy to oblige.
You were not sure of his abilities, but as you watched him,
you could see the lines and creases on his face, expressing a look of utmost focus.
You sat wrapped in a lightly colored sheet, leaving your shoulders bare and
leaving you naked underneath the linen. Your hair cascaded down around your
face and you sat with no sort of maquillage painted across your face. You
looked like you: no edits, no masks, no processed perfection.
His eyes darted back and forth from you to the canvas, and
each time you met his gaze, the butterflies in your stomach took flight.
“Concentrating incredibly hard aren’t you Mr. Scientia,” you
spoke teasingly.
“I want to make sure I capture all of you and every fine
detail,” he replied with a small grin spreading across his face.
“That’s great an all,” you began, “But it has already been a
couple hours. Mind hurrying it up a little bit?”
“Perfection takes time darling,” he chuckled, “Why don’t you
just continue to sit there and look pretty?”
You felt your cheeks begin to heat up, as a smirk started
forming on your face. You were amazed at how even after all this time with him,
he could articulate something so simply and it affect you so drastically. However,
you did what he said and continued to sit. Not for much longer of course, but
you were still thankful when he announced he was finished and called you over
to look.
You waddled over to him holding on to the sheet that was
still comfortably wrapped around you, and eagerly looked at his piece.
Your breath hitched in your throat at the masterpiece he had
created. In no way did you ever think you could look as ethereal as you did and
you were stunned that this was his image of you. Or was it? He was merely the
painter while you were the work of art he decided to mimic unto his canvas.
“Iggy,” you whispered, “It is absolutely beautiful.”
Turning towards you he met your eyes, “My dear, you are the
true beauty. I merely painted what was there.”
You looked to him, a soft smile spread across his face. You
moved a bit closer to him and leaned up, planting a soft kiss upon his cheek. “Thank
you Iggy,” you spoke softly.
He took your face in his hands and brought his lips to
yours. Your eyes fluttered shut as your heart beat a little faster. When he
pulled away he rested his forehead on yours and filled your head and soul with
the simple words: “No my love, thank you.”
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