Prompt Post Round Five

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  Welcome to Round Five of the FFXV Kink Meme!

Closed for prompts | OPEN for fills

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New Prompts are Closed for this round. Please wait until 11/13/2017 for Round Six.

 

Comments

Fill Preview: Only Ashes

[(Anonymous)]

(This week is looking to be hell for me, so I'm posting a tiny teaser snippet until I can sit down to write longer.)
***

Dieka woke up to the low rasp of Ardyn coughing, followed by the slick, wet sound of viscous liquid hitting metal. He pulled himself upright by the handle of the closet door, balancing on his remaining knee.

"Ardyn? Do you need me?" He asked, calling into the stillness of the hotel room.

More retching, and then, "if you would, my dove."

Too dark to try wrestling on his prosthetics, Dieka decided, and pushed the closet door open. The hotel carpet was rough against the irritated skin of the stump of his right leg as he crawled over to the bed. Ardyn was on the verge of tumbling off it, one forearm braced against the floor, head hanging over the metal trashcan he'd half-fallen trying to reach. His eyes were scourge black, shadows echoing across his face and throat.

"Bad night," Dieka commented softly, helping Ardyn pull himself back on the bed and positioning the trashcan closer. It wasn't often that Ardyn's demons overwhelmed his control this badly. "It's the new moon tomorrow. Worst day of the cycle. Do you want me to extend our stay?"

Ardyn made a soft noise and shook his head.

"As you wish." Dieka sighed, resting his head on folded arms, and watched Ardyn breathe, slow and deliberate.

Under the thin light of neon signs and lampposts, Ardyn was pale and worn, marked with the scourge that lived under his skin. Tangled, sweat soaked hair clung to hollow cheeks, traces of black scourge-taint still lingering around his mouth.

It wasn't fair, he thought. Ardyn was the healer who had brought back the sun, centuries ago. Dieka was nothing, a crippled failure of magitek trooper.

It wasn't fair, that he couldn't save the man who had saved him. That all he could do was watch him die, at the hands of a spoiled boy-king anointed by the gods.

Dieka had learned much from Ardyn. But hate - that, he had discovered all on his own.

Re: Fill Preview: Only Ashes

[(Anonymous)]

I am so into this. That is a great last line, too.

Re: Fill Preview: Only Ashes

[(Anonymous)]

I can just see it in video game form.

Dieka vs Prompto both serving their own "king" and fighting 1 on 1 during the final battle.