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Prompt, write, draw, comment, and most importantly have fun!
(You can also check out our Pinboard for Filled or Unfilled prompts)
UPDATE 3/2/2017: Per the Rules thread: Do not hijack prompts. If someone posts a prompt for one pairing, don't comment to say "I want to see this for [other kink]" - post your own prompt for the other kink). To that end, if you are unclear on a prompter's kinks/DNWs, please feel free to ask about them. If you ask about kinks/DNWs or to clarify a prompt, you are in no way obligated to fill it.
Additionally: Do not repost prompts from the previous round in their entirety. By this we mean copying and pasting prompts without any changes. If you see a similar prompt to a prior prompt, that is not a repost. Obviously prompts that are reposted per the above rule do not count either. (After all, they will be similar but not the same.)
ROUND TWO IS NOW CLOSED FOR PROMPTS!
Go ahead and keep on filling away, we will open up round three for prompts at 0000 EST, Saturday April 22, 2017.
Fill: 8/? Re: Gladio/Noctis - war prize AU
Date: 2017-03-09 04:44 am (UTC)The morning they were set to travel to the neutral city of Lestallum to finalize the surrender of Lucis, Noctis clung, dripping and furious, to the foot of the bed, stared up at Gladiolus, and lay back down.
"Really?" Gladio said. Noctis turned his back to the king and dragged at his sodden blanket. Gladio sighed and pulled it out of his grip. Noct curled in on himself instead, dripping a pool onto the floor.
"I can't begin to explain how little time I have for this shit right now," Gladio said, and grabbed the young man by his dark hair, dragging him up. Noctis cursed and struggled to rise faster than Gladio could pull, and ended up on his knees, hanging over the edge of the bed.
"Thank the gods for that collar," Gladio said, when Noct glared daggers at him from over his shoulder. "I'd be what, ash on the floor right now?"
"Lightning, definitely," Noctis said.
"Yeah, you were good at that. Well, now that you're up, get dressed. We're going to Lestallum."
When Noctis saw the clothes waiting for him on the chair, he flinched. "Gods, what is that?"
Gladio smiled. "Lucis makes a big deal about treating their gifts properly. That means decking you out like that doll you were made up to be that first time."
Noctis shivered, lifting the fine, blue cloth tunic in both hands. "May I make a request, Your Majesty?" Gladio nodded. "Keep treating me improperly. This is a nightmare. It won't even cover my ass."
"Not supposed to. You've seen that style before. Throw it on, princess, daylight's precious."
Gladio had to admit, when Noctis was dressed and pulling awkwardly at the waistband of his soft pants, that it was a ridiculous outfit. It was made to show off, and Noctis' strong points weren't exactly his legs. Or his ass. Or his shoulders, even. Honestly, he was a bit of a mess all around. He was more attractive when he was moving, when his bright eyes were darkened by biting sarcasm and his smile twisted sideways just so...
Noctis seemed to be reading Gladio's expression. He placed a hand on his hip and twisted round to get a look at the curve of his own ass. "So, Your Majesty," he said. "Want to ravish me yet?"
"Less talk, more action," Gladio said. "Bathroom, now. It's a long drive."
It was. Noctis slept most of the way, curled up at Gladio's feet while Cor shuffled his legs awkwardly the next seat over and tried not to stare. When it came to sleep, the prisoner proved to be fairly shameless.
Gladio kicked him awake thirty minutes out to the city, and between the two of them, they managed to throw enough gold and silver jewelry on Noct's shoulders and arms to shame a magpie. There were even earrings, long, dangling ones dripping with crystal, and when Noctis hurriedly brushed his hair back into a semblance of order, they reflected spots of light onto his cheeks.
"You should wear this without the nightmare tunic," Gladio said, impulsively. Noctis' smile was anxious and wan.
"King Regis would love that," he said, and sat back down at Gladio's feet, wrapping his arms around his knees.
For a moment, Gladio considered bringing up the subject of Captain Drautos again, but decided against it. Between him and Cor, the most they got out of Noct was that Drautos was "an asshole, okay?" and "not a threat to you," neither of which explained the agitated state the mere mention of his name brought on. Gladio had to chalk it up to political in-fighting, and resolved to send one of his spies in the Citadel to scope out Drautos' offices some day soon.
When they arrived in Lestallum, Gladio hooked a chain to Noct's magical stasis collar, and gently pulled him out onto the street.
The city was awash with banners and posters advertising the "treaty," a kind name for the cruel act of surrender, and with every poster featuring King Regis' face that they passed, Noctis grew more and more withdrawn. He was entirely distracted by the time they made it to the Leville, and when they found a light luncheon tray waiting in Gladiolus' private suite, Noctis reached for a muffin reflexively.
He stopped with it halfway to his mouth, carefully set it down, and sank to his knees.
"Astrals, I'm too tired to care," Gladio said. But he sat next to the table and passed the entire muffin down anyways, letting Noct's chain fall to the rug.
They had a blissful thirty minutes to stare out the window at the steaming piles of trash in the adjacent alley before Talcott, Gladiolus' page and family friend, arrived to inform the king that the envoy from Lucis had arrived and would be at the Leville's dining area for the official banquet.
"Which means dress clothes, Your Majesty," Talcott said, grinning at Gladiolus' resulting threat of exile. He tripped out the door with a whistle, and Gladiolus made to pin on his ridiculous formal cloak. He was adjusting the clasp on his shoulder when he heard a faint clinking of metal behind him, and pale fingers appeared at his shoulders from behind to hold the clasp in place while he locked it. Noctis worked on adjusting the cloak, and when it draped over the king's shoulders to his satisfaction, he drew away, leaving Gladio's back suddenly cold.
"Permission to stay behind, Your Majesty," he said, in a soft voice. Gladiolus didn't respond. He simply picked up the lead of the chain at the prisoner's neck and walked him to the door and down the stairs. With every clank of the chain and shushing clatter of the finery at Noct's shoulders and neck, the former prince came one step closer to the room where King Regis, his retinue, and the new Prince of Lucis sat in wait.
Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Gladio/Noctis - war prize AU
Date: 2017-03-09 05:16 am (UTC)Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Gladio/Noctis - war prize AU
Date: 2017-03-09 06:10 am (UTC)Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Gladio/Noctis - war prize AU
Date: 2017-03-09 06:12 am (UTC)