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Prompt Post Round Six

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lool yes someone please fill this

Purely self indulgent prompt after a giant blowout with my own dad. I need daddy and daughter bonding fluff between Clarus and Iris. I dont think I have ever seen real interaction between them in a fic before.

Can I just see small Noctis and Papa Regis sitting together watching The Lion King, and Regis thinks it's just going to be a cute kids movie but he starts getting major feels.

Mostly the scene in the field where Mufasa tells Simba that he'll always be with him:

"The great kings of the past look down on us from those stars... so whenever you feel alone, just remember, that those kings will always be there to guide you. And so will I."

And the scene when Simba talks to Mufasa's ghost:

"Remember who you are. You are my son, and the one true king."

And Regis reflected on the reality that there are people like Scar who would and have tried to kill a small little cub like Noctis.

I just want all the Regis angst!

Childhood=ruined, lol. Seriously though I think about this a lot. +1.

Kept it short and sweet. Hope you enjoy!

***

He spread her cheeks and she shivered, part due to excitement and part due to the shock of hot breath against this most intimate of places. Her pale flesh was soft and supple in his hands. From where she lay on her front, still half-clad in lace stockings and her ivory dress, she could only see him out of the corner of her eye, his face and chest reflected in the grand bedroom mirror. Eagerness coloured his features. He took his time kneading her thighs, her ass. He looked in fascination at everything that had up to that point stayed hidden between her legs. Luna wasn't embarrassed. As of two hours before, Noctis was her husband.

She had dreamt of this moment, of a time when both of them could shed clothes and secrets and shame to be bare and wholly human in front of each other. The first touch of his tongue drew an inhuman sound out of her, one that she didn't know she could make. Noctis took her by surprise. After a couple of licks across the entire length of her crotch, he chose to forgo her cunt and focus instead on the fluttering hole above.

“Noctis…” she squirmed in place, trying to look over her shoulder, but his sighs and firm grip reassured her this was exactly what he wanted. The lacy thong that she had been wearing at the altar was discarded on the floor; the flowers of her bouquet scattered around the room along with Noctis’s clothes. He had bumped against the furniture while she dragged him to the bed, caught in a biting kiss. And now his nose was pushing against her tailbone as his tongue buried itself deeper inside her.

Luna hadn’t realised how loud she was moaning until she heard herself, saw herself scratching at the sheets. By that point she had stopped caring. Despite the scent of fresh soap clinging onto her, the entire affair felt so delightfully filthy. She called out his name and he responded by making his licks more loud, more lewd. Soon, Luna was unconsciously rubbing herself against the bed, seeking any friction that she could find with despair unbecoming of her usual composed self. His fingers had found their way inside her, and with his tongue penetrating the spare hole, Luna felt full. Her arousal dripped down his chin, mixed with his saliva. The cold side of a pearl necklace touched her nipple and Luna reached to roughly grab and squeeze both inside her palm.

Noctis came untouched after hearing her orgasm. Luna turned on her side, her face flushed red, her throat hoarse, her small breasts heaving with the effort it took to breathe. Her new husband looked up from his work with a smile full of mischief and Luna pulled him down for the dirtiest kiss they had ever shared.

“Do I even want to ask where you learned about this sort of thing?”

“Guys need to pass the time somehow on the long road.”

BLESS YOU, ANON! <3

So we've all seen ardyn/noct fics and ardyn/prom fics, but I don't believe I've ever seen one with both? I'd die for something where our dear trash man gets his hands on both the boys (kidnap? blackmail? magical fuckery?). I want Ardyn rough fucking them, humiliating them in front of each other, making them do shit to/with each other, using them against each other; the whole depraved nine yards. Just a lot of mindfucking and literal fucking and shame. Doesn't have to end happy! Bc I'm gross.

+the boys have feelings for each other, whether established promptis or just crushes is up to you

+the boys offering themselves up to try to protect the other one

+humiliating shameboners from watching/being watched by the other

+++++++++prompto is susceptible to mindfuckery and gets off on the nasty treatment and noct gets off on that

in no way required but aphrodisiacs and/or mindbreak would be THUMBS UP EMOJI

no bathroom stuff or emeto please. Violence is fine if you wanna go that way, but nothing too severe

god bless us, each and every one

omg yes pls!! +1000000000

So I spoke to Iris after Talcott gives you the info about the ice cave, and it's the first time I ever heard this little gem of dialogue from her: "If there's trouble, use Gladdy as a meat shield!"

This is the kind of humour I can appreciate. And now I want all the really borderline inappropriate, morbid jokes these two say to and about each other (and their family in general) to cope with the likelihood of grievous injury or death.

I want to see Gladio the up and blindfold his partner and make the sweetest most tender love to them. Praise kink all the way!

Yessss please

Ah I do love me some gallows humor!

Oh man. This is gorgeous and so, so well-written. Thank you for this absolute gem.

I am adoring every second of this.

HOLY I... I WANNA SOMEONE TO WRITE THIS

+1000

Hey so I felt like I wrote a ton but somehow it's not actually that long, so I apologise for this being shorter than this prompt deserves and also less smutty than I expected. I started off with one thought but this kind of got away from me. Hope you enjoy! Warning for description of a pretty bad leg wound.

***

Six months into the darkness, she clings to him while she cries. "It's just too much," she sobs. "I try, but I can't keep a happy face all the time."

Prompto rubs a hand in soothing circles on her back. "Yeah, I know," he says, "me too."

*

A year into the darkness, she rises up on her toes and presses a tentative kiss to his lips.

"Iris," he says, hands on her arms to hold her back, "you're sixteen, and I'm twenty-one."

"I don't care," she says.

"But I do."

*

Two years into the darkness, she starts training in earnest. Gladdy and his friends spar with her when they're around; when they're not, she tests her skills against the Glaives, hunters, and Crownsguard.

"You're getting a lot better," Monica tells her. "I don't think I've ever had a recruit come along as fast as you have."

"Must be the Amicitia blood," Iris says with a grin.

*

She's a few months past 17 when she kisses him again. "We talked about this," Prompto says, and Iris frowns.

"I'm not a child," she says, hating how petulant she sounds. She's been out hunting by herself. She's taken down a mindflayer single-handed and has the scars on her ribs to prove it.

Prompto sighs. "I know you're not."

"Then what's the problem? Do you not want me? Because you look at me like you want me."

"I-- You're too young. Can we just leave it at that? Please? You should . . . find somebody your own age. I want you to be happy."

Iris frowns and wonders how old she'll have to be before she's not "too young" anymore.

*

"Do you still think of me as a little girl?" she asks her brother as she vaults off his shoulders to stab a naga in the eye.

"You'll always be my kid sister," Gladdy replies, swinging his broadsword in a wide arc, cleaving the naga's head from its body. As it dissolves in a puff of black smoke, he shoulders his sword and turns to her. "Why're you asking? Did someone say something to you?"

"Not really."

He slings his arm around her shoulders and squeezes. "Anybody talks shit about you you whip out that spear and show them you ain't no little girl."

Iris laughs, leaning into her brother's warmth. "Thanks, Gladdy."

*

She tries to find somebody her own age. She goes out a few times with a boy whose mom works at the power plant. He holds her hand and kisses her on the cheek and it's all very nice and not at all what she wants. He's never so much as held a weapon before.

She tries dating a hunter -- a boy whose parents are dead and who wants nothing more than to throw himself into a fight. He pushes her up against the wall in an alley and when his hands start to wander she loses her nerve and shoves him away.

It doesn't escape her notice that Prompto doesn't really have anyone either.

*

They bring Prompto back to Lestallum in the back of a pickup truck. He's not in good shape, and the hunters who found him were out of curatives. Iris follows Ignis and Gladdy as they take Prompto back to a room at the Leville.

"Cut his pants leg off," she directs without thinking, and to his credit Gladdy doesn't second guess her. She boils water and sanitizes her sewing needle and thread while Gladdy works and Ignis holds Prompto still. He's unconscious, but thrashing in his sleep as the blood-soaked cloth is peeled back from the gash on his shin, deep enough to show the white edge of bone.

It's not a pretty business. Prompto wakes up partway through and screams, though it dies off into a whimper as Ignis whispers soothing things in his ear.

Later, when they've cleaned up the blood and Prompto is safely tucked in bed to sleep, Iris throws her arms around her brother's waist and cries.

"You did good," he tells her, petting her hair. "You did good."

*

"Hey," Prompto says with a weak grin when Iris comes in to check on him. He's sitting on the couch, his injured leg elevated on a pillow, with more pillows tucked around his cracked ribs. "I hear I have you to thank for patching me up."

"Guess all that sewing practice was good for something more than just clothes," she says. "How are you feeling?"

"Oh, you know. Mostly like a pile of warmed-over chocobo dung, but I'll live. How 'bout you?"

"I'm just glad you're going to be okay." Iris sets down the bag she's brought with her and starts unpacking it. "I've got some green curry if you're hungry. Ignis gave me the recipe and helped me make it, and Gladdy taste-tested, so I think it came out okay."

"You didn't have to cook for me," Prompto says, but his stomach gurgles appreciatively at the smell. Iris grins.

"I wanted to."

She sits next to him on the couch, tucked up near his head. Prompto tells her about the first time he had Ignis's green soup curry, and Iris does a ridiculous impression of Ignis coming up with a new recipe. It's comfortable, and it's good, and it warms Iris somewhere deep inside.

*

Three years into the darkness, Iris turns 18. They throw her a party -- nothing fancy, just dinner with her friends. Ignis bakes her a cake, Gladdy gives her a dagger that she can slide into the side of her boot, and Talcott gives her some ribbons for her hair, which she's been growing out.

When everyone else has gone, Prompto gives her a kiss.

"Sorry I made you wait so long," he whispers against her lips. She slides her arms around his neck and pulls him in.

*

"Touch me," Iris says, between breathless kisses, "please."

"Iris," he says, fingers tightening on her waist. She grabs his wrist and tries to move his hand down, but he doesn't budge, instead pulling back to press his forehead against hers. "I don't know if--"

"Don't tell me I'm too young."

". . . Your brother would kill me."

"It's none of my brother's business what I do or who I do it with," she replies testily. "I make my own decisions. And if he gives you crap for it I'll kick his ass."

Prompto laughs, and Iris can feel the puff of his breath across her lips. "How can a guy say no to that?"

Grinning, she kicks his feet out from under him. He goes down hard, with her on top of him, and then they're kissing again and she's straddling his waist and his hands are finally, finally moving.

They don't take off any clothes that night, but when Iris is alone in bed, she remembers how Prompto's hands felt on her breasts and the curve of her ass and shivers with anticipation.

*

"Are you sure?" he asks her, when she slides her hands under his shirt.

*

"Are you sure?" he asks her, when she takes off her top.

*

"Are you sure?" he asks her, when she opens his belt.

*

She's never been more sure of anything in her life.

*

"I'm heading out on a hunt today," he tells her when they meet for lunch. "Probably be gone a couple days at least. I should swing by Hammerhead and make sure Cindy's doing okay too."

"Okay," Iris says with a sigh. She doesn't notice at first that Prompto's stopped eating and is looking at her intently.

"Want to come with me?" he asks, and she almost drops her fork.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I mean, you hunt alone around here all the time. I dunno why nobody ever goes out farther with you. You're at least as good as any of the other hunters out there."

Iris can't help jumping out of her seat and pumping her fist in the air. "You bet I am!"

*

The first day of the hunt, they take down two mutant coeurls and dig up some supplies from a long-abandoned hunter's shack. On their way to a haven for the night they fight through a group of flan and an iron giant. They work together smoothly, though by the time they put up their tent they're both exhausted and aching.

They take turns cleaning and bandaging each other's wounds, then share a modest dinner. Iris finds her heart pounding as she enters the tent. Prompto is inside already, stripping off his shirt, and Iris lets her gaze linger on his body. She waits until he's looking at her, swallows hard, and starts to take her clothes off.

He watches intently as each item is removed, saying nothing until Iris is naked and climbing into his lap. "You're beautiful," he says finally, and she leans in and kisses him.

She lays him back on the bedroll, kissing him over and over as his arms come around her and begin to explore. His remaining clothes are stripped away, and finally they're completely skin to skin, nothing in between. Iris gasps when Prompto's fingers delve between her thighs, and he groans when she slides her hand around his hard length.

When she finally sinks down on top of him, he cups his hand around her face and kisses her again. "I love you," he says, and she replies, "Took you long enough."

*

"They're calling you 'Iris the Daemon Slayer,'" Gladdy says with a grin. "Heard you saved Prompto's ass on your way back from Hammerhead."

"Aww, it wasn't that big a deal. Just a couple Red Giants."

"No need to be modest," Ignis says, "that's quite an accomplishment."

"That's my girl!" Prompto snags Iris with an arm around her waist and pulls her giggling into his lap. "Iris the Daemon Slayer. More like Iris, Slayer of My Heart, am I right?"

"Ugh, please," Gladdy says with an exaggerated groan. Iris laughs, and kisses Prompto, and thinks maybe they'll survive this endless night after all, as long as they have each other.

*snort* omg Noctis ahahahaha bless you anon

i need more IrisPrompto content in my life *___*

this is so beautifully written! I've never even considered this pairing before but you have sold me on it.

Short, but definitely sweet! This manages to be adorable AND hot at the same time. You've sold me on this ship haha

hghdhggh yes ;_;

this whole fic is honestly so good and so hot and so nicely written and exactly to my tastes and I'm so excited for every and any new update; you are so wonderful author!anon!!!!

Yes please!

+1000

This is the kind of prompt I like :D

(A!A) thanks so much! if I sold you I must have done it right haha

(A!A) aww thanks! I think Prompto and Iris would be super cute together.

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Prompt Post Round Six

Re: Ardyn/Terra(KH:BBS), "You look trustworthy!"

Clarus and Iris, father daughter bonding

Regis and Noctis watch The Lion King, angst ensues.

Re: Regis and Noctis watch The Lion King, angst ensues.

minifill: LUNOCT ASS EATING

Re: minifill: LUNOCT ASS EATING

Ardyn/Noct/Prompto - bad touch chancellor non/dubcon

Re: Ardyn/Noct/Prompto - bad touch chancellor non/dubcon

Gallows humour between Amicitia sibs

Dom!Gladio/Sub!Any, tender loving bdsm

Re: Ardyn/Noct/Prompto - bad touch chancellor non/dubcon

Re: Gallows humour between Amicitia sibs

Re: FILL: 3/? Ignis/Noctis/Prompto, following Ignis to a BDSM club

Re: Ardyn/Noct/Prompto - bad touch chancellor non/dubcon

(mini)FILL 1/1 Re: Prompto/Iris, Iris' first time

Re: minifill: LUNOCT ASS EATING

Re: (mini)FILL 1/1 Re: Prompto/Iris, Iris' first time

Re: (mini)FILL 1/1 Re: Prompto/Iris, Iris' first time

Re: (mini)FILL 1/1 Re: Prompto/Iris, Iris' first time

Re: Clarus and Iris, father daughter bonding

Re: FILL: 3/? Ignis/Noctis/Prompto, following Ignis to a BDSM club

Re: The bros, 5 + 1 with groin injuries

Re: Noctis/Any, Short skirt no panties

Re: (mini)FILL 1/1 Re: Prompto/Iris, Iris' first time

Re: (mini)FILL 1/1 Re: Prompto/Iris, Iris' first time