Someone wrote in [community profile] ffxv_kinkmeme 2016-12-25 10:23 pm (UTC)

FILL: Stuffed, Ardyn/Prompto, MTs/Prompto 2/?

Time passed in a fog. Prompto assumed that at some point, people were giving him water, food, and keeping him clean. A human body needed certain upkeep, after all. But Prompto only had clear memories of the times Ardyn showed to mess with him; to fuck him with dildos while describing fantasies that Prompto could have never voice, though fuck knew he'd had them.

"Soon, we'll graduate to more daring instruments," said Ardyn, as he pet Prompto's leaking cock.

He lied supine that evening - or that day, what did he know anymore? - he's knees bent and a machine keeping his legs spread, one that resembled some of the games at the arcade for getting plushies. There was a mirror overhead, of course, forcing him to see the way his hips jerked towards Ardyn's fist.

When Ardyn shows him a new dildo - one that's still anatomically possible, but certainly larger than average - Prompto can't hold back a moan. His ass is slick and open, though again he can't remember when Ardyn opened him up so good.

"Do you want it?" asked Ardyn.

Prompto bites his lips.

"I'm only doing this in an attempt to give you a little pleasure, you know?" Ardyn gazed down at him with a look of utmost kindness. "If you don't want it. . ."

"NopleaseIwantit." It all came out in a breath, before Prompto even decided to do it.

"Well, if you insist," said Ardyn, beaming down at him.

Ardyn pushed the tip of the phallus against the rim of Prompto's ass, held it there until Prompto considered begging again, then slowly pushed in. The toy stretched him, but not enough to hurt, or even sting. And Prompto so wanted it to hurt. The gentle breaches with constant retreats just agitated him, made his ass clench. Ardyn's other hand remained around his cock, placid, teasing in its stillness.

The image above him was so hot, and so very humiliating. His entire body was flushed red, his nipples peaked in the cool atmosphere. Ardyn was fully clothed over his squirming body pushing that goddamn dildo in and out of Prompto's asshole in a leisurely pace. The machine grasped his knees, keeping his legs open. Finally, the dildo was in all the way, pressing against his prostate.

Just a little more stimulation, and he would come. Just a little bit.

AN: this thing is gonna come in bite-sized updates. Come. lol.

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