Prompt Post Round Six
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Fill: Ignis/Prompto, undercover as owner/slave, 11/?
Date: 2018-01-18 05:50 am (UTC)Prompto felt a low chuckle against the back of his neck. His blood ran cold. Prompto turned his head.
A familiar ratty scarf brushed the tip of his nose.
"Verstael, Verstael," drawled the low, creeping voice of Ardyn Izuna against Prompto's ear. "You need only ask, old friend, and the empire I will lay at your feet."
Besithia replied with an exasperated scoff.
"Ardymmmph–!" Prompto shouted into the gag.
Ardyn cut him off with a fraternal pat against the shoulderblades. The impact set him stumbling forward, even as he tried to turn and face the Nif chancellor, reaching out for his weapons. But the man was upon him before he could blink.
"Up you go, now," Ardyn said, digging his thumbs into each of Prompto's wrists. The boy shouted and involuntarily let go. His firearms tumbled to the ground.
Ardyn gripped the collar and hoisted Prompto in the direction of the seated research chief. Prompto threw his arms out to grab at the lip of the chassis, fighting against the other's attempts to shove him in. He reached one arm back, and tried to retrieve his handgun from the Armiger to no avail.
"What's this?" Besithia asked.
Prompto's fingers and toes had gone completely numb. He'd turned away as soon as he heard Ardyn's voice, and couldn't bring himself to look at the man.
Besithia sighed in exasperation. "I haven't got time for your games. The night's events have yet to be finalized, and I've half a mind to call the whole thing off just to get it off of my hands."
"Allow me to stand in, then, and spare yourself the trouble." Ardyn tipped his hat to the scowling old man, ignoring Prompto, who continued to squirm and struggle against the collar. "You know how I adore a good midnight soirée. Speaking of..."
"Incultam's pet?" Besithia cast a clinical glance over Prompto as he said it. Prompto shoved back against Ardyn, using the car for leverage.
"Indeed. We're well acquainted, one might say." Ardyn steered Prompto into the open door headfirst as he said it, seemingly oblivious to the boy's continued protests. "I believe you two enjoyed a little rendez-vous last night."
"You know that, you pest," Besithia said. "You yourself insisted on coming by to collect the boy for his master. What is this about?"
"My friend," Ardyn said. He paused for dramatic effect. Prompto squirmed in his grip.
When Besithia remained impassive, waiting, Ardyn continued. "Do you recall the child who was stolen from the Zegnautus facility?"
"The one those Lucians absconded with?"
"Precisely."
What? Not the next thing he'd been anticipating from Ardyn's mouth. Prompto slackened for a moment in confusion, which was all it took for the man to urge his body over the last several inches of space to drop before Besithia's shins. Besithia was looking past him at Ardyn with new interest.
"I thought you'd like to see the fine young man he's become, these twenty-odd years later."
Prompto couldn't breathe. Between the gag and the collar, the heat of Ardyn's presence at his back, the gravel of his voice vibrating against Prompto's back – an overwhelming sense of suffcation gripped his throat. He tried to say something through it. The words he was hearing filtered against a buzz of white noise that filled his ears. What on earth was happening? What was this?
Ardyn continued with a brisk pat against the back of Prompto's head, as though this were just a lunch date and he a nonpartisan participant. "So, as thanks for bringing your pets to Insomnia, I've brought the boy to you."
He gripped a fistful of Prompto's hair, and twisted him to face Besithia properly.
"Time to meet daddy dearest," he murmured. Prompto whimpered through his nose.
"Go on, take a look," Ardyn said.
Heedless of the boy's attempts to jerk away, Besithia first reached out with one curling hand and restrained Prompto's right arm in an unshakable grip, sneering at his attempt to pull away.
He delicately peeled back Prompto's wristband. Prompto dug his teeth into the gag, as hard as he could.
This was it. The worst moment of his life. Picturing how it would happen had kept him up all night, or woken him in a puddle of sweat, so many times.
He hadn't slept for a week when Noctis told him Ignis was running a background check, not knowing himself what the man might find. He'd thought about runnning away, balanced the grocery money his parents had left against a bus ticket and haircut.
Besithia actually let out a surprised sound as he uncovered Prompto's deepest, darkest secret.
There it was. The black ink stood against his bare skin for all the world to see.
Ardyn clapped his hands together as Prompto wheezed against the gag, tears coming unbidden to his wide-open eyes. Besithia's gaze landed on him now, too, for the first time with obvious interest.
Shaking his head and scrabbling to back away still, he heard the door shut and felt Ardyn move closer to press up against him. The larger man's fist still tugged at his hair, his scalp on fire. Prompto could see every one of the teeth in his mouth.
"Oh, how I love bringing families together."
No... It's not true. You're wrong, dammit! Prompto shouted into the gag harder than ever, but the sound stoppered in his sore throat. He kept shouting and shouting, consumed by instinctive fear that overrode the knowledge no one outside would hear him, and even if they could, one look at the collar and no one would lift a finger to help.
He opened his eyes. He looked desperately at Besithia's slave, kneeling across from him at the man's heels, still holding the end of Prompto's leash, but the boy remained impassively staring into the middle distance.
"So it is," Besithia breathed, scowl relaxing in a moment of genuine surprise. He put down his phone and reached for Prompto's face, cupping his chin in both hands. Ardyn's, still at the back of his neck, prevented him from moving back even an inch. "A clone, one of millions belonging to the NH-series. Born of my own flesh and blood."
Prompto's breakfast tried to leap back up his throat.
"How curious," Besithia continued. He dragged his thumbs down Prompto's cheekbones, gaze wandering hungrily. "To think it was able to reach maturity. And without obvious signs of system failure, at that. The genius of my invention is enough to surprise even me."
Prompto heaved around the gag.
Besithia released him. The man leaned back again, to look past the boy at Ardyn. "You have outdone yourself again, old friend."
"I'm afraid the boy still belongs to our dear friend Mr. Incultam," Ardyn said. Oh, shit. Ignis.
His hands had moved up to knead at Prompto's shoulders. Prompto shook off the grip, and Ardyn allowed it. He snapped his fingers, and Besithia's slave shifted. Prompto just had time to feel his leash going taught again before his chin landed against the carpet of Besithia's car. The other boy had trapped a short length of lead against the ground with both hands.
"But I daresay... he's not the most well-behaved."
Prompto jerked again, gasping like a fish, unable to raise his head a single inch.
Ardyn laughed under his breath. He pet Prompto's hair in slow, lazy strokes as he continued to address Besithia. "Perhaps your enterprising young friend will accept a finders' fee," he said.
Re: Ardyn/Noctis, Other FF Villians/Noctis, Bad touch chancellor doesn't look ke to share
Date: 2018-01-18 05:53 am (UTC)Noct/Gladio, watersports
Date: 2018-01-18 06:03 am (UTC)Re: Fill: Ignis/Prompto, undercover as owner/slave, 11/?
Date: 2018-01-18 07:05 am (UTC)ignis/chocobros, everyone wrecks him
Date: 2018-01-18 07:49 am (UTC)+ bottom ignissss wreck him!!!! fill him up boys!!!!!!!!
+ it all takes place in the same room (tent?) while everyone's watching
+ ignis actually attempts to make the contest somehow quantifiable
+ rimming, very light dirty talk, very light d/s is not required but would be A++++
+ each bro actually has a premeditated strategy for this
++++++++ established ignoct would send me into the stratosphere with joy
Any/any: Everyone lives...seriously EVERYONE
Date: 2018-01-18 10:53 am (UTC)Because he wanted to make sure the bodies were there to taunt Noctis with, Ardyn magically preserves Regis, Clarus, Luna and Nyx so that it's as though they died just a second ago.
When Noctis defeats Ardyn there's an explosion of healing magic from the crystal as his bad magic is cancelled out...and suddenly everyone's alive and everyone gets their happy endings.
+ everyone needs a bit of time to get their heads around the age differences: Cor is now the same age as Clarus, Regis and Clarus can't believe Noctis and Gladio are now in their thirties, Luna realises her brother is now fourteen years older than her etc.
++ you can pair up literally anyone: Gladnis, Promptis, Clarus/Regis, Cor/Nyx or whatever.
I just want copious unrealistic happiness, haha!
Re: Any/any: Everyone lives...seriously EVERYONE
Date: 2018-01-18 11:03 am (UTC)+10000
Re: Any/any: Everyone lives...seriously EVERYONE
Date: 2018-01-18 12:13 pm (UTC)(Fill 2/?) Re: Noct kidnapped & prostituted out. Ignis or Gladio buys him for the night.
Date: 2018-01-18 12:25 pm (UTC)-----
It had been over two years since the last time Noct made a run for it, and the boss still wouldn't let him so much as take a piss without someone there to make sure he wasn't jimmying open a window. The cameras in his room he didn't mind, not really, but if he could have raised an objection to having a Niff guard follow him to the grocery store and back, a hand on his arm at all times, he would have.
As it was, he folded his arms on the wall of the second floor hallway of the brothel, lying against them as the guard took one of the benefits of the job. This one liked things fast and hard and impersonal, which suited Noctis fine, since all he had to do was brace his feet and wait.
At least the boss wasn't there. The brothel madam he could handle. He even got to keep his tips sometimes if she was in a good enough mood, but the boss liked to fuck with him, to remind Noct of everything he used to be. Everything he was now. Not like he could ever forget.
Noct pushed himself upright as soon as the guard was done, and pulled up the waistband of his tight black jeans. He had another long night (and gods, they were always long nights) and he couldn't help but kick himself mentally for letting the perfect chance to run go slipping through his fingers.
All he needed to do was tell Ignis and Gladio, who were standing so close he could lean over and whisper in their ears without the cameras picking up. Just two words: I'm Noctis, and the Crownsguard would protect him, would tear the fucking brothel to the ground if they had to. Noct could go home.
Where everyone would know exactly what he'd been doing while his father overturned the whole of Lucis to find him. Where Gladio and Ignis would know how easily Noct had rolled over, how casually he'd learned to take pleasure where he could find it, how unfit he was to rule. The boss was right, had always been right. No one would want him back after this.
So he'd let them go.
"Nox!" He groaned. The Madam again, dressed this time in a lace sheath dress and glittery high heels, leaning on the stairs. "I called you four fucking times. Someone's at the bar asking to block out most of your night to themselves. Looks like a bit of a bear."
"Great," Noct said. He yawned as he walked down the stairs, slow as he could just to spite her. "Can I take a sick day off tomorrow to recover?"
"Your pimp's here tomorrow," the Madam said, and Noct's blood turned to ice. "So you get two days without extra clients. Don't push it."
"Lucky me," Noct said, but even he could tell that his voice didn't have the same lazy cadence as before. He sped up on his way past the Madam, and turned into the bar to find Gladio there, wearing a long flannel shirt and pants that probably cost a year's worth of Noct's earnings.
Gladio raised a hand in a wave, and Noct tried to gather himself, putting on what he hoped was a natural smile. It did the job, bringing a grin to Gladio's stubbled face, and Noct walked over to drape himself onto Gladio's lap.
"Hey," he said.
The last time we saw each other, you were grounded for lying about your age so you could get that tattoo.
"Hey," Gladio said. "Thought I'd take you up on that offer."
"Where's your friend?" Noct asked.
Why didn't he know me? he didn't say. We had slumber parties since I was five. And what the fuck did he do with his hair?
"Out on a job," Gladio said. "Looking for someone in Lestallum."
"Hope he finds them," Noct said, and couldn't help how his fingers tightened on Gladio's arm. "You can carry me up to my room in his place, then."
"What, you can't walk on your own?" Gladio was smiling wider, eyes crinkling in a silent laugh. "Kind of a brat, huh?"
"I'm a fucking treasure," Noct said. "There's a difference. Come on, big guy."
He was close enough to feel the twitch of a shudder roll down Gladio's shoulders. But Gladio just shrugged and stood, lifting Noct bridal-style in his arms. The Madam rolled her eyes, and Noct blew her a kiss before pressing his lips to Gladio's ear.
"Why didn't you finish your tattoo?" he asked. Again, he felt a twitch in Gladio's arms, saw his jaw tighten and his smile go slack.
"Personal," Gladio said. Right. Ignis would've gotten the hint. Probably. Noct pointed to his door, and Gladio opened it with a foot.
Noct was deposited almost gently on the bed, where he lay in dejected silence while Gladio closed the door behind them.
There were four cameras, positioned in every corner of the room. Noct glanced at one and winked, then propped himself up on the elbows to get a good look at Gladio.
"You know how to fight?" he asked. Gladio stopped in the process of rolling up his sleeves. "I saw a scar, last time."
"Oh. Yeah, I guess. I get by." Gladio looked uncomfortable, gaze flicking to the side. "Why'd you ask?"
"No reason." Then he could probably take out the guard, if he had to. "Just wondering what I'm in for."
Gladio's expression softened. "I'm not the kinda guy who hurts people for fun," he said. "Was I too rough before?"
Noct lowered his eyelids halfway. "Please. I'm the one who takes the guys who like leather and riding crops. You're good."
"You go for that kind of thing?" Gladio asked. The laugh Noct made was harsh even in his own ears.
"Sure," he said. "Whatever." Gods, this was a mess. "Just kiss me already."
Gladio kissed him like a lover, with his hands in his hair, pressing plush lips to his neck and jaw. He didn't even bother undressing Noct, content to just lie over him, tugging at the collar of his shirt to kiss the exposed skin there. A thousand opportunities ran through Noct's mind, and all of them traced back to the cameras, to his naked body on the Insomnian headlines, to a political upheaval and a look of regret in his father's eyes that would never go away. To a crown he didn't deserve.
Fuck it.
He undressed himself, then, and thrust his fingers in his used hole for Gladio to see, choking down the words he should have said, the truth that lay hot on his tongue. He thought of the guard outside, of the boss' visit tomorrow, of Gladio's sure hands as he was held down and entered so slow that Noct was squirming to meet him, to hurry it up. He thought of laughing together in the sparring ring a lifetime ago, Gladio's hand ruffling his hair, jostling him with an elbow on the way out.
When Gladio began to thrust, pushing Noct face-down on the bed with a hand on his neck, Noct curled his name on his tongue and held it there, sobbing out a moan for the boss' cameras to hear.
Re: (Fill 2/?) Re: Noct kidnapped & prostituted out. Ignis or Gladio buys him for the night.
Date: 2018-01-18 01:29 pm (UTC)srsly though this is so good!!
Re: Fill: Ignis/Prompto, undercover as owner/slave, 11/?
Date: 2018-01-18 01:31 pm (UTC)Re: (Fill 2/?) Re: Noct kidnapped & prostituted out. Ignis or Gladio buys him for the night.
Date: 2018-01-18 01:58 pm (UTC)Re: Any/any: Everyone lives...seriously EVERYONE
Date: 2018-01-18 02:01 pm (UTC)Re: (Fill 2/?) Re: Noct kidnapped & prostituted out. Ignis or Gladio buys him for the night.
Date: 2018-01-18 02:01 pm (UTC)And I WONDER WHO HIS PIMP COULD BE >D
Re: Fill GladNoct, grooming
Date: 2018-01-18 02:25 pm (UTC)THIS IS SO CUTE AND EVERYTHING I WANTED IT TO BE THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON
Ardyn + Ignis, mama bird iggy fussing over ardyn
Date: 2018-01-18 02:54 pm (UTC)Ignis/Ravus, awkward virgin Ravus
Date: 2018-01-18 03:27 pm (UTC)+++Ignis gently talks him through it.
Re: Ignis/Ravus, awkward virgin Ravus
Date: 2018-01-18 03:43 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Gladio - Duty and sacrifice
Date: 2018-01-18 03:46 pm (UTC)Prompto and Iggy too
this is SO GOOD omf ;_; how dare you
Re: Fill GladNoct, grooming
Date: 2018-01-18 03:47 pm (UTC)Re: Fill GladNoct, grooming
Date: 2018-01-18 03:48 pm (UTC)Re: Fill GladNoct, grooming
Date: 2018-01-18 03:48 pm (UTC)Re: Noctis/Prompto: Noctis is assumed Beta but is an Alpha
Date: 2018-01-18 04:06 pm (UTC)What I mean is, I'm seriously considering this, but just wanted to check with the OP first about something: this anon is kind of a slut for ot4, would OP mind if I kept tge focus on Promptis but maybe included stuff like Iggy, an actual beta, trying to separate Noct and Prom while they're still in heat/rut only for Noct to poumce on him and bite him into submission and then make him watch while he fucks Prompto into another screaming orgasm?
(I was way too amused by the thought of Iggy being there because Prompto tried to call him on Noct's phone to tell him what happened only for noct to wake up and start rutting him again while in the middle of trying to explain)
If not it's cool, I'll stick to the original parameters as best I can!
Re: Ignis/Ravus, awkward virgin Ravus
Date: 2018-01-18 04:20 pm (UTC)Noctis, "Burn the Witch!" AU
Date: 2018-01-18 04:25 pm (UTC)