Prompt Post Round Six
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Gladio has a Daddy kink
Date: 2018-01-20 08:41 pm (UTC)The reality couldn't be more opposite. He's super subby with the biggest Daddy kink you could imagine. He doesn't want to take control; he wants to be spanked and manhandled and fucked into the mattress.
Thankfully he finds the perfect partner who is willing to do just that.
Partial to Cor or Ignis, but could even be Nyx, Libertus or Ravus.
AU, Ardyn enters voluntary quarantine
Date: 2018-01-20 08:43 pm (UTC)Re: Noctis/any, slutty Noctis will do anything that technically retains his virginity
Date: 2018-01-20 08:50 pm (UTC)What a delicious combination of the 2 wonderful flavors slutty noctis & royal virginity trope
Noctis/Prompto, Silly, Goofy yet still Very Hot Sex
Date: 2018-01-20 09:44 pm (UTC)+++My heart if Prompto says "Whoopsie woo, here comes the goo" while finishing. Like, please. It would give me life.
+++++++If Iggy and Gladio overhear them sometimes and are. Horrified.
Re: Gen, Prompto doesn't back down from Iggy or Gladio
Date: 2018-01-20 09:47 pm (UTC)Re: Noctis/Prompto, Silly, Goofy yet still Very Hot Sex
Date: 2018-01-20 09:55 pm (UTC)(Suddenly reminded of the post talking about how Noct would be the type of dork to grab your boobs during sex and call them Nocttits haha)
Please let these boys be dudes.
Re: Noctis/Prompto, Silly, Goofy yet still Very Hot Sex
Date: 2018-01-20 10:09 pm (UTC)Re: Minifill: Noct/Gladio - abo - It's their duty to bond-bite Noct in an emergency
Date: 2018-01-20 10:10 pm (UTC)Re: Minifill: Noct/Gladio - abo - It's their duty to bond-bite Noct in an emergency
Date: 2018-01-20 10:14 pm (UTC)Re: Gladio/Ignis (One-Sided Caligo/Ignis) + Arranged Marriage
Date: 2018-01-20 10:17 pm (UTC)Luna/Noctis/Prompto, sickfic
Date: 2018-01-20 10:25 pm (UTC)I know Luna has healing powers, but they have to have /some/ limits to them. Maybe non scourge illness is harder to treat or maybe this is an AU where Luna doesn't have healing powers. Whatever makes a potential filler happy.
Persona 5/FFXV Crossover + Chocobros Put A Request On The Phan-site
Date: 2018-01-20 10:30 pm (UTC)+The Phantom Thieves showing up and actually helping fight with their costumes, personas, everything
++The Chocobros don't gete personas but they do get costumes. What the costumes are is up to the author anon
Re: dom!Noctis OT4 - King Noctis and his harem
Date: 2018-01-20 10:42 pm (UTC)Re: Luna/Noctis/Prompto, sickfic
Date: 2018-01-20 10:42 pm (UTC)Shattered Crystal Noctis
Date: 2018-01-21 12:01 am (UTC)+++Noct being concious and talking as soon as his heads back on his torso.
+++At least few pieces are missing...maybe more than few.
Noct is Ravus's prisoner (until Ravus helps him escape?)
Date: 2018-01-21 12:11 am (UTC)Target Acquired.
...Shit.
Gladnis + Spanking/Plugs
Date: 2018-01-21 12:23 am (UTC)+Gladio gives Ignis a good hard spanking when he catches Ignis trying to take the plug out
++Gladio decides when they're going to sleep, he puts duct tape over Ignis's asshole to keep the plug in so Ignis can't take it out- he ties Ignis's hands to the headboard for good measure
+++Gladio eatd Ignis out in the morning
FILL: Ignis/Prompto, undercover owner/slave, 16/?
Date: 2018-01-21 12:37 am (UTC)He opened his eyes and saw only darkness. His knees pressed into his chest. He tried to lift his hands, but they remained bound at his back. He tried to lift his head, and it rebounded face-first into hard ground. His arms tugged at his ankles, similarly bound. Fabric filled the spaces between his tongue and teeth. He heard a man's voice, far above his head.
"Turn it this way."
The distorted sound of a voice over the telephone responded. The first repeated his order.
Ignis pulled and pulled at his joined wrists. Through the cloth in his mouth, he growled. His right shoulder knocked into something narrow and hard. He closed his eyes and opened them again. The man said something else to his company. Darkness remained. He couldn't see. He couldn't see.
His struggles grew more rapid. Unable to extricate either hand from its bondage, Ignis began to thrash in place.
He toppled onto his side.
The voice paused in its instructions. Ignis heard an amused snort. Scraping his temple against the ground in an attempt to remove the blindfold, he turned his face in the direction of the voice.
Where was he? What had – oh.
Ignis recalled the ringing in his ears as Prompto's absence had stretched on during the day. His relief at finding the other man safe and well. No, not Prompto. Besithia's slave.
Astrals. Prompto. He hoped the other man had realized what must have happened when Ignis did not return. Contacted the others.
What had given him away? He'd compromised everything.
A sound; the man spitting, above Ignis. Moments later, it splashed against his upturned cheek.
Next, the blindfold was removed. His tie had come untucked and fallen before him. Ignis found himself glaring up from his intolerable position. Unsurprised by the sight of Verstael Besithia's scowl, he tried to conjure his weapons. The attempt failed; his hands had been securely positioned.
The sound of applause rose again, and Ignis's surroundings resolved themselves. A series of tall wooden posts - no - the legs of a barstool. A couch. The unmistakable logo of Arena Galviano winking from flat-screen television displays.
The sidelong glance of Besithia's blue-eyed boy, seated on the floor, one arm and narrow leash curled about both knees.
Besithia's box. He'd been transported to the city while unconscious. A long drive from the resort, where unwitting Prompto waited in vain. His dear, honest friend, whose trust Ignis appeared to be destined to betray. Ignis made another attempt at summoning blade to fist.
"You may as well give up," Besithia's voice said above him. Ignis offered him not even a glance, turning away from the man's feet.
Until he punctuated his discouragement. "Have you forgotten? Your King is dead, Lucian. Your magic is useless here."
Ignis realized how great his shock, that it must have shown on his face, because before he'd realized the words, he heard Besithia's laugh.
"Are you surprised, Amicus? Or, should I say: Ignis Scientia?"
He gasped around the gag at his own name. Besithia looked at his slave, and the boy reached out to remove it. Before Ignis could shout, the boy's hand clapped across his open mouth, muffling his outburst.
"A friend of mine decided to pay us a visit. He claimed to have recognized that boy slave of yours at the party. Do you know what he said?"
Ignis couldn't possibly form a guess. He jerked, trying to dislodge the boy. Ignis looked around for anything he could use, met only by furniture, floor, and carpet.
"Imagine my surprise," Besithia continued, stepping around Ignis's still body on the floor, "when I discovered not one, but two pieces of lost property had wandered into my event."
Ignis tore his head from the boy's grip. "I am no man's property!"
The man came to stand behind him, where Ignis could not watch. Besithia proceeded with his monologue as though Ignis had not spoken.
"Interesting, for a favored pet to the heir of Lucis, how well he hid you from sight. All those years. The difficulty we faced in tracking down your image, even with the power of the Internet, was impressive. How, then, did I know who you were?"
Besithia paused. Ignis realized what he must be looking at as the man recited.
"...and so on. You must know the rest. Imagine the odds of us meeting here."
Ignis owned a copy of the article at home, buried somewhere in a filing drawer. Noctis and Gladio had cut it out for him and written Congrats Specs!, welcome to the big leagues, just below the headline. Was that really the only picture of him on the web? The photo, as he recalled, was terrible. It featured bony, bug-eyed him standing next to one of the most handsome and popular Glaives in the city. The photographer had caught them unaware, and Ignis's eyes and mouth were half-open.
Despite his present dilemma, Ignis found himself offended that Besithia had recognized him from it at all.
Something prodded against his lower back, and he clenched his fingers uselessly as Besithia continued. "I did wonder why a Lucian slave would see fit to come sniffing around my affairs. Revenge for your youth? Your master? Or, perhaps, a longing for the good old days? There can be no Citadel whore without a Citadel, after all."
He could hear Besithia's footsteps but still Ignis could not move enough to catch sight of the man.
"What is your aim?" he demanded. A foot landed on the back of his head.
Ignis grunted as Besithia stepped forward to drive his face against the floor.
"Enough of that," the man said. "You've forgotten your place."
"I'm afraid you're mistaken," Ignis began, and the man's weight receded. He received a kick to the jaw for his trouble, cutting off his speech.
"I have no patience for those who put on airs. I'm going to embarass you the way you've embarassed me, boy," said Besithia, a flash of teeth under his upper lip. "You'll beg for the collar. And when that's done, you'll be reminded what beasts like you were made for."
The man replaced his foot against Ignis's jaw. Ignis grimaced, straining still to turn himself, to lift his head, writhing against Besithia's sole as the man leaned ever more of his weight upon it.
"Beg," Besithia said.
"Never," Ignis hissed through his teeth. The pressure increased. He cried out. Besithia pushed, harder, and elicited another cry before stepping off once more.
"We'll see about that," he said, then directed some gesture to his slave that Ignis could not make out.
The boy crossed the room and grasped Ignis's torso with some effort, dragging him forward. Ignis lurched as far as his bonds would allow, but could gain no traction in such a position. He was heaved in short lengths across the floor, knees dragging across carpet and beyond, until they reached the glass window that served as one of the private box's walls. Ignis found himself pressed up against the glass, looking down upon a Totomostro ring.
He'd been mistaken again. This could not have been the same room they attended in the other day. The arena below was much smaller, and the view much closer, than the main stage. No spectator seats ringed the arena, just a two-story ring of one-way glass windows that formed a sheer wall. In the center of the ring, small enough for matches between individual monsters, Besithia's stage had been erected. Bound to a bench was a collared boy, receiving blows from a strap across his tossing shoulders.
"Enjoying the view, beast?" Besithia said.
He gestured with a small remote in front of Ignis's eyes, soon withdrawing it from sight. He heard the click of the television turning on. The sound of pained gasps struck his ears with every lash to the slave below them.
"I believe in ending on a high note," Ignis heard Besithia say while he scanned the reflection of the room in search of an escape.
One blow landed more heavily than the others across the boy's lower back.
The victim let out a shout of pain. A too-familiar voice.
Two pieces of lost property. The man's earlier words dawned on Ignis with terrifying totality. When Besithia's slave pulled him away from the mirror to face all three screens set into the wall, Ignis felt the name catch in his throat.
Prompto.
Noctis/Iris, reproductive sex, TW for underage
Date: 2018-01-21 12:41 am (UTC)+ Noctis being suuuuper gentle because he's afraid of hurting Iris (and is still uncomfortable about sleeping with a 16-year-old)
+ Emphasis on Iris's sense of duty--she's an Amacita too, after all.
Re: Chocobros "4 men trying to take care of a baby"
Date: 2018-01-21 12:44 am (UTC)Re: FILL: Ignis/Prompto, undercover owner/slave, 16/?
Date: 2018-01-21 12:58 am (UTC)Re: Noctis/Iris, reproductive sex, TW for underage
Date: 2018-01-21 12:59 am (UTC)Re: FILL: Ignis/Prompto, undercover owner/slave, 16/?
Date: 2018-01-21 01:21 am (UTC)Re: Noctis/Any Bro or Gen, Prompto teaches Noct how to adult
Date: 2018-01-21 01:23 am (UTC)Re: dom!Noctis OT4 - King Noctis and his harem
Date: 2018-01-21 01:29 am (UTC)