#ffxv smut

[eilaafterhours]

Different Shades: Garnet [Noctis Lucis Caelum]

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

Pronouns: She/Her

Original: Shades of Red: Garnet

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

“Prince Noctis will be proposing to you soon!” 

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

Despite that not happening though…

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

Your wedding

or rather 

The Consummation.

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

Just an old tradition that must be upheld. 

That didn’t make you any less nervous

or horny. 

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

But sometimes those crimson hungry looks would become something deeper.

A Garnet Devour. 

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

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

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

“You took your sweet time.” 

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

Then your gaze met his.

Garnet.

Full of desire. For you.

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

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

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

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

Your breath hitched. “N—Noctis…” 

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

You keened, another wave of wanting coursing through you.

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

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

Your cheeks flushed at what lay between his legs.

He was unsurprisingly perfectly endowed.

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

You shyly pulled them shut. 

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

You simply laid there in a daze.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Fu-ah-ck!” 

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

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

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

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

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

and let you have a taste of yourself. 

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

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

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

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

And Astrals, was it a stretch. 

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

“And you make me feel…so full.”

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

Was unspoken, but mutually agreed upon.

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

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

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

Two orgasms and you felt thoroughly fucked out,

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

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

Your eyes rolled back. 

“Fuck yes.”

It was going to be a long night.  

:) Return of the horny, I guess

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

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

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

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

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

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[itsgeecheebitch]

TITLE: Until Darkness Descends

FANDOM: Final Fantasy XV

PAIRING: Ardyn Izunia x Reader

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTER: 16

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[kissedcloud]

#5

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[mrswint3rs]

More Than He Bargained For

a/n- def gonna write like this more often. It’s sm easier to piece together 😭

NSFW WARNING:

contains- phone sex, sending nudes🙀, mutual masturbation

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Best friend! Prompto who’s been crushing on you since you first met back in high school. Never having the confidence to admit his true feelings, always fearing you’re way out of his league.

Best friend! Prompto who remained friends with you regardless of wanting to be more. Always listening to you rant about your boyfriends who never treated you right. He would. He wanted to so badly, but he was certain you didn’t see him like that.

Best friend! Prompto who’s always at your beck and call. Though he rarely had plans, he always canceled for you if he did. You were his priority even if he wasn’t yours.

Best friend! Prompto who looks forward to all of your texts, no matter what they’re about. He was just happy that you talked to him at all.

Best friend! Prompto who falls asleep on call with you, as a real boyfriend would. Watching and giggling with you as you screen share your favorites on tiktok. Agreeing on the fictional men you find attractive, wishing you’d say those things about him.

Best Friend! Prompto who is utterly shocked at the sight of your naked body via text. Was it an accident? Surely you didn’t mean to send it to him. It was the middle of the night, maybe you just weren’t paying attention.

Best friend! Prompto who sits in chat, just staring at the image before him, dumbfounded. He has no clue on what to say. Should he correct your mistake? Compliment you like he really wants to? Truthfully, he’s never received or sent nudes a day in his life. Sure, he watched porn from time to time but this was different. He knew you. Spent almost all of his free time with you.

Best friend! Prompto who panics internally, feeling so guilty for being turned on to this degree when it probably wasn’t even meant for him. He was hoping you’d realize what had happened, go through the awkward confrontation of the situation so he didn’t have to be the one to bring it up.

Best friend! Prompto who panics even further at the abrupt ringing of his phone. Your beautiful contact photo popping up. The one he took with his camera and adores.

Best friend! Prompto who turns into a stuttering mess as soon as he answers your call. Your voice taking on an unusually soft and seductive tone, one he’d never heard from you. When you ask him what he thought of the picture, time stands still. You really did send it to him purposefully. He didn’t understand where this was coming from. He was so convinced he was nothing more than a friend. Convinced you would never see him as anything other than that. He accepted that a long time ago. So why was this happening now? Out of nowhere.

He goes silent, unknowing of what to say. His cock was growing painfully hard, the image of your pretty tits burned into his brain. He wanted to feel them in his hands, squeeze them, burrow his face between them. Kiss every part of you. But he could never say that aloud. His words catch in his throat, refusing to come out as he wanted. “U-uhm what picture? I haven’t been on my phone, I was playing King’s Knight…”

Fucking idiot. Of course you already knew he saw it. And you knew his gaming console wasn’t in working condition, you talked about it earlier in the day. But that was all he knew how to say. He couldn’t get his overthinking brain to work. He couldn’t think with both heads at once.

Palming himself ‘discreetly’ on the other end, he uses your picture. Thinking he’s pro enough to be silent, but he’s not. Poor boy can’t even control his breath, seemingly forgetting the phone is right up to his face.

“What are you doing now?” you ask teasingly. You weren’t at all oblivious. Fully aware of his feelings for you. Or at least as of recently because he started slacking. Staring at you when he thought you weren’t looking, sneaking screenshots of you when you were asleep on FaceTime. Half the time you weren’t, but you found it adorable. You became more aware of how nervous and red faced he’d get every time you’d hang out. The look he had when you tried on outfits, asking him to judge which was best. He wasn’t subtle at all.

Even you don’t know what came over you. You just had the urge to send yourself to him. Wanted him to lose his mind over you. It felt good. His reaction was expected. Prompto had never even had a girlfriend, that you were aware of at least. It just felt good, being able to make someone into such a mess. His inability to answer your simple questions said enough about how he was feeling, failed attempts at playing it cool. That and his unsteady breathing into the phone.

You knew he was too shy to make a move, considering he’s hidden his feelings for 4 years straight. So you decided to push things. Turning on your camera and setting it up to give him the perfect view of everything. Sat on your bed, propped up by your elbows with your thighs spread apart. Prompto couldn’t contain himself, letting out the slightest moan at the sight before him. Still unknowing of what to say.

“Let me see you,” you request, grinning. “Unless you’re busy playing ‘king’s knight’?”

He had to man up, pull himself together. You were fully on display for him. Giving yourself to him even though he didn’t do anything to deserve it. How did he get so lucky? Was it because you were bored? Or maybe you actually liked him. He never considered that even once. But either way, he couldn’t get out of this, nor did he want to.

So he sets up his phone, positioned on his side table. Taking a deep breath before turning on the camera. He lay there in only his boxers, his bedside lamp illuminating enough so you could see the majority of him. “Is this…good?”

You respond by bringing your hand between your legs, fingers tauntingly circling your clit. “Take the rest off for me.”

He hesitates, he’s never done anything of the sort. But for you, he would do anything. Your wish is his command. He lifts himself, slipping out of his boxers and into nothing, his erection standing tall. It feels so awkward and exposing, yet so natural. The view of your fingers teasing yourself without shame makes him twitch, like a puppy wagging it’s tail.

“Do I have to give you instructions on how to do everything?” So demanding, he never expected it from a sweet girl like you. But he liked it.

He got the memo, pumping a wasteful amount of lotion into his sweaty palm. Putting his insecurities and fears aside, he slowly strokes himself, watching you on the other side. His overwhelming anxiety slipping away as your fingers slip inside your wet hole. His mouth opens agape, yet he’s holding his breath.

He can hear it. Hear the lewd gushing of your pussy as you fuck your fingers into yourself. Hear your soft moans growing louder. As if seeing you like this wasn’t erotic enough.

He tries to match your pace, fisting his cock into his hand as if it was your warm, welcoming cunt. God he wishes so badly that it was. He can’t hold back anymore, whines tumbling out of him. He’s not even embarrassed anymore, it feels too good. His whole body is on fire, legs stiff out in front of him. The more you get into it, the more he does. You were thrusting your fingers in and out so fast it seemed like the camera was lagging. Not even trying to quiet yourself. The girl of his dreams was putting on such a perfect show for him.

Whimpering pathetically, twisting and squeezing down on his cock. You made him feel so much better than any plot-holed porn video ever could. Pre cum leaking out from his swollen tip. He can’t take his eyes off of you, barely even blinking, not caring how silly he may look right now. His eyebrows furrowed, mouth dry from gasping and whining. “Mnn does that feel good? Wish you were fucking me right now, hm?”

Your dirty talking almost kills him. Hand picking up speed, almost enough to hurt. “Just imagine how tight and wet i’d be for you, Prompto.”

The way you say his name in that low, needy voice of yours. As if you needed him as badly as he needed you. His hips jerk, balls tightening as well as his core. He couldn’t hold on for much longer. As much as he tried to hold off, his wrists wouldn’t halt. He needed to cum badly, you were forcing it out of him.

It builds excruciatingly until he just can’t. Cum shooting all over his midriff in spurts. More cum than he’s ever produced in his lifetime. His hand slows, squeezing upwards as he milks the last of it out. Having to stop when he gets too sensitive, causing him to squirm and whine in almost frustration.

You were still going, hurrying to finish up. Trying to catch his breath, he relaxed, just enjoying seeing you in your horny state. One pair of fingers rubbing rapidly at your bundle of nerves, the other steadily stuffing your sopping entrance. Your face scrunching as you finally reach climax. It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. The way you nervously giggle after finishing made his heart melt. “We should do this more often..” you say in a quizzical manner.

His length softens against himself, feeling satisfied and suddenly really cold. He covers himself with his blanket after cleaning the mess off of himself. Getting settled for the night. He was going to sleep better than ever. “Yeah, we really should…”

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[daddy-suguru]

𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 ▸ 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬

I’m not adding this since this is a dead fandom I’m shoving onto people’s dash board. And I’m not hoping people read this anyway despite not knowing who this is. So here heye’s go here is a picture of the nocti’s face

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ▸ nsfw, somnophilia, praise

Your eyelids are too heavy to move. You are trying to piece together that Noctis has his face in your neck. And your legs pressed against his sides by his large, rough hands. Which are calloused from the sword that he occasionally wields.

"Needy sweetie." He is rutting his cock against your pussy lips. His cock head is warm, rubbing your clit as he bucks his hips. While he softly groans, his hot breath fanning on your neck as he says,

"You said you would stay up for me. Got me all worked up sending me those pictures. Then you fall asleep on me. But that's ok, your pussy got so wet for me so quickly." You rock your hips as your pussy clenches around nothing. He tells you,

"You are so warm, and wet for me. I haven't stretched you out yet but I want to put it in. Can I put the tip in?" He sits up and places his hand on his cock to make sure his cock stays rutting against your pussy as he keeps moving his hips.

His shaggy dark hair falling across his face, and the moonlight coming from the curtains he opened for the mood lighting, is heightening his sharp jawline. As he parts his pouty wet lips and he softly groans your name.

You softly and slowly mumble, "You can do what you want. Too sleepy move." Your last words slur together. And Noctis smiles as he admires the way the moonlight caresses your lovely figure as it comes in from the right side of the room.

He loves how sleepy are looking up at him with your eyes half opened and a soft smile on your face. As you hold on to the pillows that surround you. Since you say the oversized bed is too lonely without him. So you use the excessive amount of pillows he has around you to pile up when Noctis is there to sleep with you.

"You don't have to do anything but lay there and look pretty." You whimper as Noctis slips his tip past your lips. He drags his tip out and then shallowly thrusts his hips to push his pink tip past your lips. Which he spits on just to hear you whine his name.

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[sanjismywhore]

Breaking The Bed

Gladiolus Amicitia x Reader

Warnings: nsfw, rough sex, afab reader

Gladio is a giga chad and breaks the bed

Re-upload because something glitched

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Gladio’s hips rutted against yours. His palm perched up on the swell of your ass while his other hand pressed into the curve of your spine. He used his strength to keep you pinned flush against him, chest to chest, while you rocked back and forth on his lap; kissing him softly.

The softest sigh escaped your lips as a low moan echoed through his mouth. He felt the vibration course through him, causing him to smirk and suck gently on your lower lip. His mouth slid down your neck. The gentle kiss was followed by his tongue licking at the sensitive spot under your jaw.

He moved lower to nip at your throat, making sure to cover every inch of skin with his kisses. You hands tangled in his hair as his fingers trailed down your front. Teasing the skin along stomach before settling over your clit, rubbing circles around it as he kissed you hungrily.

Your legs wrapped tighter around his waist, squeezing his length, letting a whimper slip smooth off your tongue like silk to his ears. “Gladdy…”

A moan ripped deep within his throat, pushing himself harder against your center. His hands moved from your clit back up to cup your ass.

As if sensing your need, Gladiolus lifted his hips upwards, burying himself deeper within you. His thick cock stretching you out even more, “You drive me crazy, y’know that?” He grunted with pleasure as your walls hugged him tight.

You could feel every thrust, every slight movement of his cock perfectly. Moaning his name once again, you tried to bury your face into his chest. His chuckle, as boisterous as it was, gave you goosebumps.

Gladio brought one of his rough hands up to cup your face. As he stroked your cheek with his calloused fingers, he mumbled. “Eyes on me sweetheart.”

Your gaze shifted upwards so fast it almost made you dizzy, but it never left his face. You didn’t think you would ever get tired of watching him; the way the darkness in his amber eyes bored into your soul with hunger and desire. Or how he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth when his gaze drifted towards your lips.

“Just look at me.” He grunted. You could feel his other hand press harder into the small of your back, forcing your hips to roll against the movement of his thrusts.

Your breath hitched with each one, feeling the burn in your core build. Gladio leaned forward to capture your lips again. Moaning softly in the entanglement of your lips, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

Your hands ran through his locks, pulling him closer. Gladio let out a deep moan in against your lips deepening the kiss even further. As you began rocking more urgently into his body, he squeezed your ass. You gasped against his mouth.

He chuckled under you, “You want more?”

You swallowed thicky, nodding vigorously. Your hands fisted the fabric of his tank-top, tugging him closer to you until his head dipped into the crook of your shoulder. Thanks to his sturdy build, you could lean all your weight against him as he hugged your smaller form.

Enveloping your body into a tight embrace, Gladiolus grunted against your skin as he worked to increase the tempo of your movements. You moaned louder to which he snickered against your lips. With his firm grip never falterting, he leaned backwards with you in his arms until his back hit the plush mattress. You yelped in surprise.

The springs groaned, the wood creaked, and the bedframe knocked against the wall. His cock throbbed within you as he bent his knees, planting his feel firmly on the bed with you still in his lap.

Gladio’s laugh sent a chill down your spine. He covered the side of your face with wet kisses, tickling the skin with his facial hair. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were begging for it, princess.” With his lips close by your ear, you could practically hear the smirk plastered on his face.

His movments slowed momentarily, giving you a moment to catch your breath and adjust to the change in gravity.

With every slow thrust, Gladio whispered sweet nothings in your ear, encouraging you to get lost in your own rapture. “Just relax and enjoy the ride.” He kissed the top of your head. His words filled your entire world, wrapping you in an intoxicating cloud of lust.

And suddenly he pistoned his hips hard, thrusting up into your soaked cunt with exertion. The loud smacking of his hips became drilled in your head as he drove into you repeatedly.

You laid on his chest helplessly as he held you down with his own brute strength. His grip was tight on your body as he buried his face into the space between your shoulder and neck.

He slammed his cock into you relentlessly, balls smacking against your ass with each thrust. He pounded into you as if he was trying to fuck himself through every inch of your body. ”Fuck me,” You huffed as the wind got knocked out of you.

It was an order, not a request. Gladio didn’t hesitate to comply. Grinding his cock into you, he thrusted his pelvis hard against yours as if that would help you find release faster. He just kept fucking into you harder and harder. Your pussy clenched around his throbbing cock, soaking the entire length. And he still fucked you with everything he had.

His hands gripped your hips tightly, holding you down as he pounded into you. His breathing was heavy, labored. His chest heaved with each thrust. His eyes were closed, his face contorted in ecstasy.

He moaned as he felt you clench around him, your wetness dripping down your thighs.

As he kept thrusting, he realized that he would only continue to get lost in you. No matter how far he could climb to chase his high, his desire remained insatiable.

Even now, hours later, dawn was approaching. After what had felt like a lifetime to Gladio, his dick still throbbed, desperate for more.

Straddling your figure as you laid on your stomach, he ground his hips down into you. Either of his hands rested on your hips as he fucked you mercilessly from behind.

The sheets were wrinkled in your grasp, pillows scattered around. Both of your bodies were drenched in sweat, hair disheveled. Your clothes were no where to be found. Presumably somewhere scattered on the floor, but you paid no mind.

He was still pounding into you, stretching you open so that you could take him, and only him. Every time his hips made contact with your ass, it jiggled—to which he found amusing.

Gladiolus smiled slightly, running his finger down your spine. A shiver of delight rippled through your body. His smile grew into a full fledged grin. Sitting up straight, he continued to pound into you. “Beautiful.” His purred to himself.

He knew he had you completely enthralled by his cock. “Gladdy,” You moaned his name, arching your back against him. He smirked as he watched you writhe beneath him, continuing to pump himself into you as your thighs shook, clenching around his cock.

Occasionally he would hold your waist tight and push your face down into the pillows below, whispering the most vulgar obscenities to your ear.

“Shit, babygirl.” “Yeah, you like that?” “Fuck yeah, take that cock.” “So fuckin tight.”

He would slam into you over and over again, abusing your swollen pussy with such ferocity that it caused a sharp pang of pleasure to shoot through youe core. Then he’d shealth himself deep inside, growling through clenched teeth. “You’re takin me so well.”

Every second you spent with him felt like forever. But it couldn't have been any more satisfying. He was make love to you until you shattered from his lips; his touch; his words, his cock.

His fingers dug into your hips; nails scraping against your skin, creating small trails of bruises. “You’re mine, y’know that?”

You could only respond in moans or whimpers. Your speech barely comprehensable to him, but he didn’t care. Every sound or movement you made told him all that he needed to know.

It was a wonder how no one knocked on your door to complain about all the noise. Not Prompto or Ignis, or the other motel quests. Not even Noctis. In the back of your mind, you wondered if the others had been listening throughout the night, but the thought was soon drowned out by your own moans.

The bed croaked in response to your passionate lovemaking. The wooden frame beat the wall over and over and over again in sync with Gladio’s thrusts, scratching off the paint.

You felt his bare chest make contact with your back as he leaned down, mixing his sweat with yours. His lips ghosted over the shell of your ear, gently nibbling on your skin. Your name fell from his lips with a grunt. The sound was music to your ears.

You swore to the Astrals that you could’ve fallen apart right then and there.

You let out a soft cry into the pillow, shuddering from every overhwelming sensation.

“Fuck (Name),” He kissed your shoulder blade, leaving light trails of teeth marks as he slowed the ferocity of his thrusts while still making sure to reach the most peasureable depths inside you

Gladiolus growled against the crook of your neck, feeling your cunt flutter around him. “Oh shit…” He grunted, grinding into you harder. His breathing grew heavier as he wrapped his arms tight around you. Your body was practially buried beneath his weight.

You bit down on the pillow, muffling out a moan into it. His large hand caressed your lower abdomen as he pulled you tighter to his body. The bed squeaked under him as his hips rolled along with yours.

Your back arched against his hard chest, your legs trembling from both the excitement and exhaustion. Your muscles tightened in an instinctual reaction whenever he took you this far. “Please.” You whimpered just loud enough for him to register, aching for relief.

Picking up speed yet again, Gladio shut his eyes and clenched his teeth. Sweat beaded his forehead, dampening the strands of hair that hung onto his forehead. His muscular thighs tensed and flexed as he continued his relentless pounding.

You whimpered weakly, burying your face deeper into the pillow. Every thrust caused your clit to sting from overstimulation.

Coincidentally, every hard thrust caused the bed to croak louder and louder behind the lewd sounds.

Gladiolus let out a loud grunt, slamming into you with renewed vigor. Your breath caught in your throat, you couldn’t believe that this was happening. He continued to thrust with an intensity that left you trembling, unable to stop yourself from cumming right away.

A faint cracking could be heard coming from somehwhere in the room, but you didn’t pay any mind to it. As a final thrust brought forth your orgasm, it felt as if the walls came crumbling down. You emitted a loud cry of ecstasy.

And with yet another orgasm for the night, the bed finally gave out one last croak before collapsing in on itself.

CRACK

The bed’s legs cracked first, then the entire bedframe gave in and fell flat to the ground.

There was a pause that lasted way too long, leaving you both dead silent. It was like the world had stopped. Neither of you moved, almost too scared to break the bed further.

It took a few seconds to register what happened. Thankfully the mattress didn’t slide off during the event, so neither of you got hurt. Both emitting soft gasps, Gladio was the first to lift himself up to check out the damage.

You whined as he pulled out of you, leaving you empty and still trembling from your orgasm. And while his cock was still standing proud, still leaking with want, he ignored it entirely.

He got off of you. Rubbing the back of his neck as he grimaced at the state of the bed.

“Shit…” He cursed, reaching for the broken bed frame.

“Is it bad?” You weakly sat up, cheeks flushed and eyes puffy. “It’s gonna cost us a couple thousand Gil...” Gladio shrugged, glancing back at you.

Groaning, you pushed yourself up from the pile of pillows. Your legs wobbled as you stood, letting the blood rush to your limbs once you regained your balance. “You think Iggy’ll lecture us later?” You chuckled softly, leaning forward to grab onto Gladio’s forearm, using it to steady yourself.

“I bet he’ll make us cook for a week.” He laughed, assuring you with a soft peck to your cheek. “I’m gonna have a great time explaining this to the owner...” He grunted, briefly leaving your side.

Walking around the room, he picked up the clothes scattered all over the foor. “We really outdid ourselves didn’t we?” Gladio added with a small grin, looking down at you with amusement.

You laughed softly to yourself and pulled yourself together. “Yeah, definitely did.” You glanced at the mess of the bed again, then looked at him.

“Never expected you to be so… passionate.” You smiled sheepishly.

Gladiolus scoffed, sliding his boxers back on. “Well you weren’t expecting a gentle giant, were ya?” He teased. Walking over to where you stood, he pulled you towards him and kissed your temple.

“Nah, never.” You grinned up at him, resting your hand over his chest. “You made it worth my while.” You whispered, giving him a small kiss on the cheek.

He let out a satisfied hum, “That’s not all I got in store for you, babe.” Playfully squeezing your ass, Gladio pulled you in for a kiss. After a couple more minutes he broke the kiss and turned away from you, grabbing his phone.

“Get yourself dressed and go see Iggy. He’ll probably let you sleep in his room.” He uttered as he put his pants back on.

As you picked up your clothes and shuffled towards the bathroom, you turned back to look at him momentairly. “And what about you?” You asked.

“I’ll stay here and call the front desk.” He answered as he grabbed his shirt from the floor and put it back on. “Don’t tell Ignis just yet. Wouldn’t want him getting pissed at you for my mistake.”

#x reader #ffxv fic #ao3 fanfic #final fantasy x reader #final fantasy xv #final fantasy gladiolus #gladiolus x reader #ffxv gladio #gladiolus amicitia #ff15 gladio #ffxv gladiolus #gladiolus amicitia smut #gladiolus amiticia #gladio x reader #smut #ffxv #ff15 x reader #tumblr writers #writing #fanfic #final fantasy fanfiction #gladiolus smut

[sugaruapologist]

c:\user\sugaruapologist\masterlist

attack on titan

stung by the wasp ft. levi ackerman (nsfw)

ff7r

spider’s eyes ft. tseng (nsfw)

#masterlist #navi #attack on titan #levi ackerman #aot drabble #captain levi #jjk x reader #jjk #jjk smut #aot x reader #aot smut #jujutsu kaisen #ff7r smut #ff7r #ffxv #ff7 tseng #tseng x reader smut #tseng smut #tseng of the turks #tseng x reader #zelda #legend of zelda

[redrocketpanda]

After taking a few weeks break to recover from the DLC, I'm back on my FFXV bullshit and oh my godddddd. I feel so emotional being reunited with my boyysssss. I had to immediately swap everyone out of their endgame clothes bc my heart couldn't take it, esp Noct in his lil king clothes (& sadly I am yet to unlock the Gladio shirtless wear so he's still in his shirt), but I am having a blast playing through the post-endgame content.

So far I've conquered the Pitioss Ruins and upgraded the Regalia to it's D and F types. Absolutely living for this car so here are some gratuitous Regalia shots plus bonus boys reaction pic bc why the f not.

What else should I be looking to do post-end game (other than endlessly sobbing and screaming)?

#SOBBING #I miss them I miss them I miss them #ffxv #still can't get over Noct's beauty like DAMN #also help me get better so Gladio can just be shirtless all the damn time #noctis lucis caelum #gladiolus amicitia #ignis scientia #prompto argentum #final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15 #ff 15 #regalia #ffxv post end game #please tell me there's dirty smut involving Noct Gladio and the Regalia Type-D heheheheh

[itsgeecheebitch]

TITLE: Until Darkness Descends

FANDOM: Final Fantasy XV

PAIRING: Ardyn Izunia x Reader

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTER: 15

TW: Mild Dubcon

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#fanfiction #fanfic #a03 fanfic #ardyn lucis caelum #ffxv ardyn #ardyn izunia #final fantasy xv #ardyn izunia x reader #ardyn izunia smut #ardyn x reader #final fantasy xv fanfiction #final fantasy fanfiction #final fantasy x reader #final fantasy xv x reader #tw dubcon #ffxv smut

[ramenaddicted]

#yaz posts #ramenwrites #help a sista out #my brain can't really focus much #so i wanted to share #things that are on the backlog #mha #mha smut #ffxv #ffxv crack #ffxv humor #ffxv x reader #mha x reader #i need input #prompto argentum #gladiolus amicitia #ignis scientia #noctis lucis caelum #dabi #keigo #shouta aizawa #lady Muzan #muzan kibutsuji #class 1a

[mrswint3rs]

        Camping               

paring- ignis x fem reader

decription- during yet another night of camping with the chocobros, you discover your tent is unusable for the night. you end up having to share with ignis.

25 days of Kinkmas DAY 2 - claustrophilia

       NSFW WARNING:

                 contains- Needy Ignis, brief dry humping, unprotected sex, brief fingering, spoon fucking, both touched deprived, claustrophillia, amateur writing

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"Ahh... I've been trying to make this stew for hours and it just won't come together," Ignis sighs heavily, putting down the wooden spoon he's been stirring the pot with and running his hand through his hair.

It's the end of a long day, and the group is in an isolated encampment, exhausted from another day of hunting and crisis. You've noticed Ignis trying to cook, but something has clearly gone awry, and the usually calm and collected advisor is beginning to become a little frazzled. Gladio is setting up the tents meanwhile Noct and Prompto are playing around. "Need some help, Iggy?" You ask.

"You needn't bother yourself with this," he starts, "But yes, I could use an extra hand." You can see he's starting to get frustrated, a rare sight. You take it into your own hands and work your magic. The stew just needed some thickening up and luckily you had decent cooking experience. Using an old trick, you solved the issue. "Impressive. I wasn't aware you could cook." He hums in approval, noting your hidden talent. "Oh it's nothing...really." You counter modestly. That was another thing Ignis noticed about you, constantly denying and undermining your own skills. He always found that trait endearing.

"It's getting dark," he starts to fix everyone's bowls, "how are the tents coming along, Gladio?" You glance over to see there's only two out of the usual three tents pitched. Usually, Prompto, Noct and Gladio would share the 3 man tent and you and Ignis had your own smaller ones. The boys thought it would be the right thing to do to let you have your own tent, since you were a lady. "There's a giant hole in this one," Gladiolus grumbles, "dunno what the hell happened." It's a shame you wasted your gil on that tent for nothing. "So where exactly am I sleeping tonight then?" You ask, even though you're pretty sure you already know who you'll be sharing with. "You're gonna have to share with Ignis," Gladio confirms your assumption, "ours is cramped enough as it is." You nod and sit down with your bowl of stew by the fire, enjoying the warmth.

Iggy and the others follow your lead, scarfing down their food quickly before heading to their designated sleeping spots. You're the last one to head to bed, actually savoring your food. You make your way to Ignis's tent after putting out the campfire. "Are you still awake?" You whisper softly, in case he isn't. He scoots over as much as he can to make room for you. "Yes, i'm up." You situate yourself, getting comfortable laying beside him. Being back to back, you can feel his warmth. Suddenly you're really aware of how cramped this tiny tent actually is with two people. You and Ignis have never actually been this close either. As he rolls over, you feel yourself stiffen. You can feel the heat of his soft breathing against the back of your neck. If you backed up even the slightest you'd be pressed right up against him. Part of you wants to, but you're too nervous to actually do that. You didn't want to make things even more awkward.

"Are you cold?" Ignis speaks up, his voice was soft but it still startled you. You shake your head in denial, you weren't that cold. "You're shivering." he counters. "N-no really I'm..." You're interrupted at the feeling of his body pressing against yours. His arms wrap around your waist, hands resting on your lower stomach. "I'll just have to keep you warm." he whispers softly into your ear, sending a tightening feeling to your core. You didn't know what to say. You're not opposed to this but you never expected to be spooning with Ignis at the end of the night. Not to mention, you hadn't been touched in a long time. His thumb was rubbing slightly over your shirt in comforting strokes.

As innocent as it seemed, Ignis found himself getting excited. He could smell the scent of your flowery shampoo. Your lower half fit just right against him. He felt like a pervert for getting aroused at such a simple thing, but he couldn't help it. He prayed you couldn't feel how hard he was. He's supposed to be a gentleman but being so close to you, feeling the softness of your skin against his was all too much. He could hardly control his urges.

In an act of desperation, he brings his hand under your shirt, brushing across your midriff. His hands were kind of rough yet soft at the same time, the sensation making you shiver. "Is this too much?" He asks. You shake your head once more. "No, it's fine." you reassure. In truth you wanted more. You definitely weren't cold anymore with the combination of his body heat and your growing flustered feelings. He rubs circles on your lower abdomen, gradually going lower and lower. He pulls himself tighter against you, one of his legs pushing between yours wanting to be as close as he can be. "Can I go further?" He asks and waits for your confirmation. At your nod of consent, his hand slides into the waistband of your pants. His fingers rub through the cloth of your panties. The situation felt so unreal you almost thought you were dreaming. It definitely wasn't a dream though, his teasing of your clit was making you even hotter. He could hardly believe his own actions. He's never been this bold and he doesn't know what's come over him. The feeling of your plush thighs and ass trapped right against his length drove him mad. His hand traveled underneath your panties to feel your wetness. His slender fingers rub at your clit for a moment longer before finding their way inside you. You were dripping wet, and so tight. "Ignis..." you moan softly. "Shhh," he hushes you, "Stay quiet for me darling. We don't want the others to find out, we'd never hear the end of it." You try to stay quiet, letting out breathier moans.

Your sweet sounds only fuel his growing arousal. His hips jerk instinctively grinding into you. He starts to pant in your ear at the overwhelming sensation. "I need you so badly," he breathes, "please..." His words made you tighten, you've never seen this side of him before. You slowly start to remove your pants, pushing them down below your thighs and allowing him an opening. "You can have me." you reply. Without hesitation he follows suit, removing his own pants and letting his cock spring free from his boxers. You've never been in a 'heat of the moment' scenario before this. It was thrilling to say the least.

He grips the base of his throbbing member, rubbing it up and down your wet slit before aligning himself at your entrance. Slowly, he starts to push just the tip in to get a feel. You clench around him, sucking him in. You let out a whimper, louder than intended as he goes deeper. His free hand quickly wraps around to muffle you, covering your mouth. "Shhh," he coos, struggling to keep his own voice under wraps, "quiet down dear." His tone was so gentle. He's now submerged as deep as he can reach inside you. Ignis starts thrusting slowly, letting out a low groan. "My word..." His pace begins to quicken as if he can't get enough, your slick walls milking him for all he's worth. The head of his cock hits your sweet spot repeatedly as he spoon fucks you from behind. You continue to let muffled moans into his hand. You're clenching around him so hard he can't control his hips. He ruts into you with desperate need, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he pants and whines. There's no way the guys in the neighboring tent couldn't hear. Everything was still and silent except for the two of you. All the lewd sounds of your pussy gushing with each thrust, the slight swish of the tent as his hips grind into you. This was the greatest thing Ignis had ever experienced.

His hand tightened against your mouth and he could feel your consistent heavy breathing from your nose. He could feel himself getting close. He continues pounding into you, his voice getting even more pathetic and needy as he feels so much needed pleasure. You start to squeeze down on him even tighter when you begin to reach your peak as well. "I'm so close," he whines into your neck, "you're gripping me so tightly.." He can't stop the jerking of his hips enough to pull out, you had such a tight hold on him. His cock twitches, painting your walls with his sticky cum. You release almost at the same time as he does, the desperation in his voice as he filled you- stimulating your orgasm. He starts to slow in his weakened state, hardly able to breathe from the ecstasy he was feeling. You felt his hand loosen its grip and fall away from your mouth, giving you the chance to catch your breath as well.

Completely drained, he pulls out of you and leaving you feeling empty as his seed starts to spill out of you. His body goes limp against yours, his face still burrowed into you. "That was the best I've ever felt." He confesses. You take the opening and interlock your fingers with his, keeping his arms tight around you. He sighs, nuzzling into you and holding you close. "I've always wanted you."

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[seradyn]

Dirty Girl

Thank you for the request love! 💕

Ardyn comes home after a long day and decides to have a bath with his lovely wife. Although his intentions are not so innocent.

Content warning: smut

For @ticklemycucumber ❤️

Word count: 4246

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The hour was late, yet your husband had not returned home. Unfortunately, the occurrence wasn’t uncommon, but you still hated it when this happened. You knew Ardyn was busy, what with being the Chancellor and all, but annoyance still crawled up your spine like a bothersome snake every time he missed dinner at home. The Empire stole far too much of his time.

You sighed. It couldn’t be helped really. So reluctantly, you cleaned up after your evening meal; rinsing plates to put in the dishwasher, and packaging any leftovers to be enjoyed later. It was as you were finishing this task that you heard the front door open and shut with soft clicks. You perked up. That could only mean one thing.

“My love?” Ardyn called from the entrance. Drying your hands on a kitchen towel, you pad out to greet him, chores immediately forgotten. As you enter the living room, you beam at him, pleased to have him home.

“Ardyn,” you respond.

“There she is,” he cooed, matching your smile with a soft expression of his own. He opened his arms for you as you fell into his embrace, burying your face in his chest and resting your hands on his shoulders. His scent tickled your nose, enveloping you in its comforting familiarity. He held you to him, the tips of his fingers tracing small, indistinguishable shapes into your back. He planted gentle kisses to your scalp, his stubble scraping roughly against the sensitive skin.

“Forgive me for my tardiness, my dear,” Ardyn murmured into your hair. “The counsel was being especially moronic this evening.”

You hummed in acceptance, just happy that he was here now. Although his plea did create a perfect opportunity to tease him. “I’ll think about it,” you smirk.

He sighed mock woefully. “Oh, how will I ever make it up to you?” Then you felt a mischievous grin spread across his face. A shiver ran up your spine; he may decide you won’t be getting any sleep tonight.

“Come my sweet,” he said, breaking your hold and grabbing one hand to lead you away. “Let us bathe. It has been a long day.”

You nodded in agreement, following as he led you to your shared ensuite bathroom. You snatched his hat off the top of his head, carelessly throwing it somewhere behind you. He raised an eyebrow at you, but made no further comment. Releasing your hand upon your arrival, he peeled off his fingerless gloves as you closed the door. He placed them by the sink before going to start the water running. Satisfied with the temperature, he turned to see you beginning to lift the hem of your shirt.

“Ah ah ah!” Ardyn sang, smoothly gliding behind you and gently grabbing your wrists. “Allow me.”

You blushed slightly, lowering your arms when he released you. Butterflies settled in your stomach as you anticipated what he would do. Taking a step back, you relaxed into his hold, his arms caging you in as he got to work. He grabbed your shirt, slowly raising it up and over your body, making sure to scrape the back of his knuckles against you and press kisses into your neck. The soft feeling made your skin buzz with pleasure. You moaned quietly at the attention, closing your eyes while turning your head to give him better access. “Arms up,” he spoke into your flesh, and you barely registered the movement of your own limbs obeying him. The garment came off to be unceremoniously discarded on the cold tile floor. You shivered at the sudden chill, feeling goosebumps erupt across your arms.

He dragged the palms of his hands down your sides, relishing in the way you mewled at the sensual touches. His hands were rough with callouses, catching on every bump on your skin. He quite liked this; when you became putty in his hands. You felt the apex of his arousal tent his trousers as it poked your back. You’d have to keep him in check, lest your bath go lukewarm and forgotten.

His hands moved behind you next, undoing the clasp of your bra. You felt the fabric lose its grip as it came undone, helped fully off by Ardyn’s deft fingers. It fell to the floor, but you were unable to really focus on it as his hands came forward to cup both your breasts. You couldn’t help the groans and gasps that escaped you as he kneaded the tender globes of flesh. His thumbs circled your areola gently a few times before pressing down harshly on your erect nipples. Your back arched at the stimulation, each touch sending its own wave of heat through you that pooled in your core. Your womanhood became wet with desire, soiling your underwear.

You reached a shaky hand behind you, wishing to feel his hard member. He quickly grabbed your wrist though, bringing the captured limb up to his waiting lips. He kissed the back of your hand delicately before whispering in your ear, “Patience my sweet.” Ardyn would have you begging, no, screaming for him before the night was out.

You obediently let your arm return to your side. He rewarded you by gently nipping your neck, pulling at the skin as he resumed fondling your breasts. Everything felt so sensitive. Every light touch, every caress burned like fire. The steam from the water added an additional layer of uncomfortable heat. You squirmed beneath Ardyn, the torment simultaneously overwhelming and immensely satisfying. He took no notice of your turmoil though, unfazed as he smoothed over any marks left by his teeth with open mouthed kisses. Tongue dexterous in administering relief. You felt his grip on you tighten, his actions becoming desperate and needy. His fingers dug into you, inevitably leaving bruises in their place.

“Ardyn,” you say in a warning tone. Your whole body ached for him, but you had been looking forward to that bath. He could have his way with you afterwards. When you could both properly appreciate each other.

He stopped his ministrations, his lips leaving your neck with a damp pop. A love mark was sure to bloom there. He nuzzled his face into your cheek, stubble scratching at you. “Apologies, my sweet,” he said breathlessly. “Quite the spell you are able to cast over me.”

His words make you smile. You turn your head and place an appreciative peck on his nose. He chuckles at the action. You can feel it rumble through him and into your back. His hands leave your chest to continue their descent. Even though you asked him to, you can’t help but miss the feeling of his thumbs teasing your nipples. They tingle with the memory of his touch.

Finally, he reaches your waist, taking a moment to hold your hips flush against himself. He hooks his fingers on the elastic strap of both your pants and panties, falling to a crouch as he pulls them down your legs. You lift your feet one at a time so he may fully divest you of your remaining clothes. As he slowly raises, he drags his hands against the inside of your thighs. They instinctively spread for him, your sex throbbing with the need for any friction. He denies you though, his hands continuing until they return to your hips. For a moment you think that’s the end of his teasing, then his hands whip around to grab your ass. You squeak indignantly, surprised but pleased with the feeling. A true laugh left him at your reaction.

He then turned you around so that he may admire your form. His eyes drank in the sight before him. Every dip and curve of your body. Every freckle, every blemish. All perfectly made just for him. Perfect in its imperfections. Sculpted for him alone. No other man would ever lay their eyes on you like this. That he would guarantee.

You blush under his scrutinizing stare, unable to hold eye contact for long. You cupped his prickly cheeks in your hands, drawing his attention away from your nudeness. Leaning up on your toes, you tilt your head to engulf his mouth in a deep kiss. He hums in pleasure, hands raking through your hair. He quickly takes over, his tongue dominating your own and tasting everything you had to offer. The push and pull of his lips was rough with barely held back desperation. You could tell he hadn’t eaten anything recently, as all you could sense was the unique flavor of him. It made you light headed with desire. Your heart hammered within your chest.

You both had to gasp for air when he separated from you with a parting bite. Your lungs burned, but it was entirely worth the pain if it meant you could feel his lips on yours. His breath fanned against your face. Chests heaving in unison, you stared into his golden eyes. His expression is filled with abdoration. You weren’t sure you’d be able to stop him again if he decided to take you there and then.

There was just one, small issue though.

Looking down, you move your hands to his delicate silk scarves, pulling them off roughly and not caring where they land. He smirks at your impatience, satisfied that he alone could cause it. Dragging your hands down his shoulders, they move underneath his soft coat, sliding it off his broad frame. It fell from him and you moved to undo the clasp on his vest. The metal came apart with a click, allowing you to pull this off him as well. Your actions may have been a little too brisk, but you didn’t care. You just wanted his body unobstructed. To feast on his form in much the same way he had done to yours. Your hands moved to the buttons on his dress shirt, pulling them apart with reckless abandon. You felt the fabric strain as you yanked on it.

Ardyn grabbed your hands before you can do any lasting damage. You glance up to find him looking very smug. “Relax, my love,” he purrs, leaning down to place a soft kiss on your forehead before resting his head against yours. “Let us not be so hasty.”

You whimper pitifully at him. You wanted his clothes off now. But you would be a fool to disregard his command. Ardyn’s cruelty could shine through if he was feeling particularly vindictive. With how riled up he already was, not playing by his rules would only grant you anguish later. The unique torture of being brought to the edge again and again only to be left dissatisfied was not something you wanted to experience. Not tonight.

So you reluctantly aqueous. Slowly, deliberately working the last of his buttons apart. “So obedient,” he hums, pleased. You smile as you finally get the last one, running your hands over his shoulders and down his arms as you slide the shirt off. His muscles are well defined, rippling deliciously beneath your fingers.

“Who am I to deny my king?” You ask dreamily, making sure to give him your best bedroom eyes.

He grins like a fox locked in a hen house. The expression is absolutely sinful.

When the garment fully falls away, your breath catches. You take in his bare chest, littered with scars and toned muscle. Sometimes you forget how absolutely gorgeous he is when not presented with the irrefutable evidence before you. You wanted to map out each twisted patch of marred flesh. To ingrained in your memory the way each had its own jagged edges, its own shape. Striping his chest, spotting his stomach, and snaking behind his back. They were all beautiful. They were all undeniably him.

You couldn’t help yourself as you reverently began tracing the twisted shapes with your fingers. The traumatized tissue did not welcome your touch, hard and defensive, but it didn’t matter. Not when Ardyn sighed so contently at the way you worshiped his body. Not when he closed his eyes in bliss, head tilted back. His hands on your hips would tighten ever so slightly when you went over a sensitive spot, only to relax again when you peppered him with sweet kisses. Chest, shoulders, stomach, collar, your lips and fingers left no inch unexplored. His muscles flexed with each breath; you could feel them expand and contract. If you did this forever, it would not be enough to fully demonstrate how much you loved him.

Eventually, though, much like you had to do for Ardyn, he reminded you to continue with your task of undressing him. He slid his hands down your forearms to place them over your own. You watched as he guided them towards his belt buckle. Ah, he was getting impatient. It was obvious that was what he wanted you to remove next, but the sight of his boots caught your eye. Those would definitely have to come off first. Dropping down to your knees, you decided to take care of that. They come off easily enough, getting kicked aside as soon as they were loose. As an afterthought, you removed his socks too.

Once you were standing again, you rested your head on his sternum. You dragged your hands down his breasts, past his navel, arriving once again at his belt. The leather was of unsurprising high quality, so you were a little more careful about undoing it. Although you doubted Ardyn would really care if you damaged it, your need to please demanded you be gentle. Your fingers took apart the metal clasp before pulling it all the way through and out the front. It fell to the ground with a noisy clatter. When the sound dissipated, you noticed you couldn’t hear the water running anymore. When had that been turned off?

You decided not to dwell on it. There were much more important matters at hand.

Taking hold of his trousers, you sensually worked them down his muscular legs. You made sure to grab his boxers along the way too. His cock sprung free, engorged and ready for you. A dribble of precum leaked down its length, catching on the swollen veins that protruded along his shaft. You stared at it hungrily, tongue darting out to wet your lips. Your sex pulsed with need.

Stepping forward and out of the bunched up fabric, Ardyn grabbed your chin between his fingers. He forced your gaze up at him, signature smirk ever present. He leaned down, past your eyesight. Your vision swam with his wine colored hair.

“You will feel it soon enough,” he whispered into your ear, licking the shell of it to emphasize his words.

You trembled. Oh, you were definitely not going to survive the night.

“Come now.” He placed one hand to the small of your back, guiding you to the edge of the bath. “It would be such a shame to let the water run cold.”

You let him get in first, settling into the no longer steaming water. It sloshed as he seated himself, legs slightly bent. He held out his hand for you, helping you delicately step over the lip and join him. The water welcomed you with a warm embrace. You could tell it had cooled from the time it took you to undress each other though. You settled between his thighs, snuggling into his frame while his arms wrapped around you. The water came up to your neck, soothing any stress away from your tired muscles. You sighed happily, completely relaxed. Ardyn’s excitement still poked your back uncomfortably, but it was easy enough to ignore.

Grabbing some body wash from the built in shelving, Ardyn began cleaning you. His hands gently came over your shoulders, down your arms. Underneath your breasts, across your stomach. Between your legs, your body twitching when he came close to where it wanted him most. He slowly worked the soap into your skin, handling you like one would a delicate porcelain vase. As he did so, you brought a hand up to caress his scratchy jawline. Everything was so warm and comforting. It caused a wave of exhaustion to cascade through you. You fought the urge to fall asleep as Ardyn finished washing your body.

His hands left you for a moment, gathering up some other product. They returned to your head, signaling the next phase of your bath. You leaned forward for him, allowing him full access to your hair. He dampened it before massaging shampoo into your scalp. His fingernails occasionally scraped against you as he worked it in. He was careful to make sure not to pull it though. The care he took while washing you made a small smile grace your lips. When he was done with shampoo, he washed it out before moving on to conditioner. It felt much the same as what came before it, gently worked through your sensitive strands. His revenant touches made you feel so loved. Once your hair was done, it was his turn.

You carefully spun around to face him. You had intended to immediately start returning the favor, but the sight of him beneath you gave you pause.

He looked so utterly handsome like that.

You crawled up his chest, stopping only when you reached eye level. With one hand on his shoulder and the other weaving through his hair, you closed your eyes as you pulled his face down to meet yours.

The kisses started off slow. You both sucked and pushed against each other with equal passion. You loved the sound it made each time your lips parted from each other with a squelch. His hands snapped to your ass, lifting you further up into himself. With each meeting of your mouths, you become more and more needy. Your hands came up to his cheeks, sliding down his neck, across his shoulders and back again, pulling him closer each time. He matched your desire, grip gradually tightening. When his tongue traced the bottom of your mouth, you let him in without hesitation, groaning at the feeling of his slick muscle dancing with your own. Your lungs began to burn, but that didn’t stop him from devouring you. Every time you leaned back for air, he would follow. He even placed a hand on your back to trap you to him. As darkness encroached on your vision, you desperately tugged on his hair to beg for a breath. He moaned into your mouth before finally releasing you.

You gulped down the damp air, disrupting the water as you heaved. Ardyn chuckled at your distress.

“Don’t start battles you can’t win, my love,” he warned. A hand came up to gently brush aside a strand of wet hair that fell in front of your face.

You sighed, smiling fondly at him. He was right, after all. “Couldn’t resist,” you breathe, still somewhat winded.

He hummed at that, amused with your answer. Sitting up, he buried his face in the crook of your neck. “You know,” he murmured. His words tickled you, making you shiver. “The sooner you finish with your task, the sooner we can play.”

Your face flushed with heat. “R-right,” you stammer. The butterflies had returned tenfold. You abruptly grabbed the body wash to avoid looking at him. His shoulders rose with silent laughter. Your labor began, following the same pattern he had used on you almost to a T. He draped his arms over the sides of the tub as you worked.

Your ears burned when you looked down at his cock, still fully erect. When you went between his thighs to finish up, you noticed his grip on the sides tighten considerably.

Once you were done with that, you moved on to his hair. When your hand gently ran through the locks, you loved the feeling between your fingers. It was so soft. You had always loved his hair. Ardyn closed his eyes as you brought water up again and again to wet his head, a smile touching his lips. When it was sufficiently damp, you worked the shampoo and conditioner into his scalp. You made sure to show him the same consideration he showed you, being careful not to pull on anything or massage too roughly. It was done within a few minutes. As soon as you were finished, Ardyn leaned forward and reached past you to allow the water to drain. It gurgled angrily as it went down.

Worming his hands just beneath your ass, Ardyn hoisted you up as he stood. You gasped in surprise, legs hugging his waist and fingers digging into his shoulders. You could feel your heart attempt to explode out of your chest. He carried you out of the bath, dripping water all over the floor. After a few steps he seemed to lose control of himself and threw you against the wall, caging you in with his tall frame. You cried out as the tile slapped you with an icy hand. He looked down at you hungrily.

“I believe I’ve waited long enough.” His voice was deeper, hazed by lust.

You swallowed thickly, feeling very much like a fly trapped helplessly in a spider's web. But the way he dominated you made you unmistakably wet.

He quickly lifted you up again, not strained in the least by your weight. Your back seared against the tile, but it was a distant sensation. Ardyn snatched your lips with his mouth, acting for all the world like he’d been starved and you were a feast. A symphony of moans and wet smacks alighted the room, a perfect soundtrack to the sweet love you were wrought to make. His hips thrust into your pelvis, previewing the rhythm he would replicate inside your sopping core, member grinding into your leg. His lips frantically traveled across your jawline and down your neck, adding love marks in addition to the lonely one he gave you earlier. Your sex pulsed to the beat of your hammering heart. You’d probably look like you were assaulted by tomorrow.

When Ardyn moved up to your ear, he nipped along its perimeter as he whispered sweet nothings with his smooth voice. How he could never get enough of you. How even during meetings, all he could think about were all the different positions he could take you in. How you tasted positively divine on his tongue.

Your volume was picking up. Your body was growing uncomfortable with the lack of friction, screaming for something, anything to remedy the feeling.

“Ardyn! Please!” You begged. “Please, I need you. I-”

He placed a single finger over your mouth, halting your pathetic cries. He now held you up with one arm effortlessly. He dragged his cock up and down your dripping cunt, lubricating it with your essence. It wasn’t nearly enough to diminish your desire, but your hips wriggled in glee nonetheless.

“I’m afraid you’ll need to address me properly, if you wish for relief.”

Your heart hammered. Your clit plused.

“Your Majesty!” You yelled, the title bouncing off the walls joyously. “Please!”

You had barely gotten the ‘please’ out when he unforgivingly shoved his cock into your waiting entrance. You screamed with pain, feeling him stretch and fill your tiny frame. It quickly turned into mind numbing pleasure as he ruthlessly pumped his hips. You could feel his shaft throb with every thrust. His balls smacked your ass. You scratched gashes into his back, leaving ugly red marks in their wake. You tried to chant Ardyn’s name, but your voice failed when he found that rough patch inside you. He adjusted his hold on you to angle himself and hit that spot over and over again. All you could do was scream and moan and cry as he filled you up completely.

Your orgasm was rapidly approaching, the coil in your belly taught and ready to spring. The sweet sounds of Ardyn’s pleasure filled your ears. He was getting close too. You tried to angle yourself up and away so you could ride the feeling, but Ardyn refused, smooshing you further against the wall as his hold on you grew painful.

“Say it again,” he growled breathlessly.

It took you a moment to realize he had made a request. “Your majesty,” you moan. “Please take me.”

That got him. Ardyn trembled as he shot hot ropes of cum into your belly. The coil sprang, and you screamed as you pulsed and squeezed around him. Greedily pulling every last drop of his seed into you. You both rode your orgasms for as long as you could, but soon the blazing fire subsided into embers. The room grew quiet save for your exhausted pants. You gasped as he gently pulled himself free of you. You could feel his essence leak down your legs. He placed tender kisses on your cheeks.

“You did so well for me,” he said fondly. “My love.”

He brought you over to the toilet, gingerly sitting you down before he grabbed some tissues to clean himself. Your head drooped tiredly. He cleaned you up as well, causing you to whimper when he went over your still sensitive clit. Then he swiped a towel to dry the both of you off. The fabric was coarse, yet comforting.

When you were no longer wet, Ardyn gathered you up in his arms. You snuggled into his hold, completely content.

“I love you,” he said reverently.

“I love you too,” you answer.

He smiled to himself as he carried you to bed.

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I’m sorry it took so long I wanted to get it done sooner 😭 I can’t decide if I like this piece or not, but as long as the person who submitted the request is happy then I’m happy.

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[daddy-suguru]

He could honestly tell me to get on my knees and I'd drop to them😂

Gladdy would be a pleasure dom would want to eat you out first before anything else. But I could see him getting flustered the moment you suck him off. Something about big guys getting flustered is just top teir gold

also this man is 6'6 so he is biiiiiiiiig

look at this man’s face and tell me you don’t want to ride it, also if you look him up shirtless, the man's happy trail is inviting

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ▸ nsfw, daddy/babydoll titles used, blow job, hints to pussy eat, praise, size kink because this man biiig

Softly you say, "Come on daddy," Pushing his sweat pants down and getting on your knees in front of him. As you look up and continue to say, "Let your babydoll take care of you." Gladio makes no move to stop you as the blood is rushing to his cock, which is no doubt sweaty from working out with his friends.

You take a moment to admire the large bulge that his dark underwear is stretching over. Before you slip those halfway down his thighs with his sweatpants. You lick your lips as you wrap your hand around his cock and hold his veiny, heavy length. You lick the pre-cum that's coming out from his fat tan and pink tip. Before you say,

"Are you sure you don't want me to eat you out?" He loves seeing you squirm, grind your hips, and getting you to cry because he is making you feel too well that you can barely handle it. Overstimulating you is just as fun as when he lets you cool off, and softly kisses you while playing with your nipples. You always got so needy for him again after a few minutes.

"Are you sure you don't want me to eat you out?" He loves seeing you squirm, grind your hips, and getting you to cry because he is making you feel too well that you can barely handle it. Overstimulating you is just as fun as when he lets you cool off, and softly kisses you while playing with your nipples. You always got so needy for him again after a few minutes.

Wrapping your lips around his cock and slowly bobbing your head, taking only his tip past your lips. He loves how your tongue ring rubs against his sensitive cock head. As you stop moving your head and hallow your checks.

Swirling your tongue around his head, as he tries not to fuck his cock a little deeper into your mouth. But you can see Gladio's warm honey brown eyes that he wants to. You let him go with a loud pop and he groans, his enormous chest falling with the shaky groan. You tell Gladio,

"I'll ride your pretty face afterward." There is something so painfully good about the way his beard rubs against the inside of your thighs when his face is in between. It's something you crave. So when Gladio starts over and clean shaves, you pout a little..

"Fuck yes, want you to pretty your sweet pretty pussy on my face? So I can make her feel good and suck on your soft clit until you squirt." Gladio has an obsession with making you squirt and counting how many times he could make you cum in one night. Since he enjoys making sure you're fucked out and tired by the time he finishes if it's not a quickie.

Galdio suggests, "How about you put one of the sofa pillows under your knees at least so you're more comfortable?" You let Gladio go and he steps out of his sweatpants and underwear. Before he grabs a pillow that he hands to you. Then pulls off his shirt before he sits down on the sofa with his legs spread apart to sit comfortably on the large square pillow he handed to you. Which he normally kept on the sofa for him to rest against.

Gladio can't help but praise you, "You're beautiful. I love coming home to see your pretty face, and when you greet me wearing nothing but your panties, babydoll you look so irresistible." Grabbing his cock and spitting on him. As his cock jerks in your hand and you smile as you ask him,

Smearing the spit down Gladio's cock towards the dark patch of hair that his happy trail led to as you ask, "You enjoy seeing me spit on your cock that's so fat my hand can't even wrap around it?" You spit on his cock again, as he groans.

"You look so yummy with these veins and you're so heavy inside my mouth. It feels so good having your cock in your mouth. It just makes me what your handsome cock deep my pussy even more." Gladio is smirking as you praise his cock. He reaches down and cups your cheek.

"Babydoll you are so sweet, you love my cock that much. It feels good inside your tiny mouth?" You suck his thumb into your mouth and go,

"MmmMmm." And then swirl your tongue around it. As you pump your hand up and down his cock, the slick sounds of the spit on his dick make your pussy throb. So you put one hand between your legs and push your panties aside to play with your clit.

"I'm so lucky I get to watch you get off to sucking my cock. You can make yourself cum all you like, I promise I'll make you cum even harder with my tongue when you sit on my face."

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[promptoslittlebird]

The Art of Seduction [WIP]

Noctis Lucis Caelum x OC x Ignis Scientia

"Do it. Deny me."

Ignis knew where this was leading and their exchange had left him harder than he ever thought possible.

"I don't want you." She whimpered through her lie, her small body trembling against his lean, muscular one.

He snarled and with unfathomable speed he had her pinned against the wall, her wrists trapped behind her back.

#ffxv wip #noctis lucis caelum #chocobros #ignis scientia #noctis smut #ignoctis #ignis x noctis #noctis x oc #ignis x oc #ffxv fanfic