“Did Ardyn create an illusion to trick Prompto into thinking Ardyn was Noctis?” Ignis shared the same theory as the prince.
Inside the cell, Ardyn smiled back at Prompto. “Of course I was worried.” He answered and then stepped closer to the blonde, pulling him to an embrace. “I was so worried about you.” Ardyn rubbed Prompto’s back, soothing him in a comforting manner. Not long did his hands stray from his back, went down to his waist, then to his hips. Prompto didn’t think much of it. He was just relieved that Noctis still cared about him. That time on the train when Noctis attacked him, he thought about that for hours on end in this same cell. But now that Prompto knew it was a mistake, and that maybe Noctis was just tricked by Ardyn that time, he was immensely relieved and so he welcomed the prince’s touches. He trusted him with all his heart after all.
Ardyn, still flaunting Noctis’ image, pulled away from Prompto so he can whisper something to him. “I was so worried, Prom.” He said in a soft voice. “I went in here with no real clue where to find you. I almost lost hope but it’s okay because we’re together again.”
Prompto’s face brightened up with joy at the prince’s nice words. He blushed slightly since it wasn’t everyday that Noctis was so open with his feelings.
“Yeah.” Prompto whispered too. “Thank you.” He smiled, this time holding true joy in witnessing his best friend caring for him.
“Ardyn!” Gladio shouted at the illusionist. “What are you saying to him?!”
Noctis couldn’t do anything but watch Prompto falling prey to Ardyn’s trap, just like what happened to him on the train.
“I was so stressed out in finding you.” Ardyn continued in that soft voice. He brought his hand up to caress Prompto’s cheek gently. “I had to battle so many daemons.”
“Oh...” Prompto felt guilty at that. “I’m sorry for being such a trouble, Noct.” The blonde felt a pang in his heart as he said that. Somehow it didn’t feel right to say those words.
“I was wounded many times while looking for you… and now I’m so tired.” Ardyn leaned against Prompto for a moment; then brought the blonde down to the floor. That earned a grunt from Prompto, being crushed under Ardyn’s weight knocked the breath out of him.
“I… Noct..?” Prompto was confused with what was happening. He thought that maybe Noctis was too out of it to function at the moment. “Are you okay? If you’re wounded, you gotta let me see it so I can work on it or something.”
Ardyn loved the little act he was putting on for sweet, trusting Prompto. He straddled the blonde, sitting on his thighs. He knew the boys outside had a clear view of them and that was exactly what he wanted. He brought his hands to the hem of Prompto’s shirt and dragged it up to reveal his chest.
“Noct?” Prompto blushed in embarrassment. He was torn between shoving off the prince and pulling down his shirt. With how forward and strange Noctis was being, Prompto ended up freezing on the spot, too frazzled to do anything.
“What are you doing to him!?!” Noctis was back into screaming and throwing his summoned blades at the gate. Like before it produced nothing good but a smug grin coming from Ardyn.
“Just let me do this, Prom.” Ardyn whispered close to Prompto’s ear. “Let me do this in return for freeing you.” He said then proceeded to lick the shell of his ear.
Noctis could see the look of betrayal on Prompto’s face from the outside the cell. “No!” The prince threw his sword haphazardly against the bars. “That’s not me! Prompto!”
Prompto bit down on his lip as he felt hands roaming his chest and abs, fingertips teasing his nipples and hips grinding against his. His blush had spread brightly on his face, making it obvious that he wasn’t all that against this.
“You like doing this with me, Prompto?” Ardyn asked with a wicked grin.
Prompto was scared, but he nodded anyway since it seemed that that was the answer ‘Noctis’ wanted.
“That’s not me, Prompto!” Noctis was still fighting. He could see where Ardyn was heading. There was no way he would let that happen to his best friend.
Ardyn liked the look of fright on the blonde’s face. Tears looked to be ready to spill from his expressive eyes and that blush was present all over the boy’s face, neck and arms, accenting his adorable freckled skin. He was curious if that blush spread down there too. Ardyn didn’t waste any time undoing Prompto’s pants and pulling them down along with his underwear.
“W-wait!” Prompto squeaked, his hands shooting down to cover his groin. “Wait, Noct...”
The three outside the cell held their breath, wishing that Prompto had noticed the deceit Ardyn was serving him.
“Sh-shouldn’t you.. uhm… do this with other royalty?” The blonde stammered, tears finally falling. “I mean… I’m nothing, Noct. I wouldn’t feel good… I think.”
Noctis felt his heart breaking at what he heard. “Why are you worried about that?” The prince’s voice cracked. Tears welled up in his eyes as he watched Ardyn thoroughly ignore Prompto’s words. He swatted the blonde’s hands away and laughed at the sight of his sex. He pulled Prompto’s pants down to mid-thigh then pushed both his legs sideways so he can have a view of his ass.
“He can’t be really…” Gladiolus was too shocked at Ardyn’s roughness. He saw him spit into his hand and rub the slight saliva against the crevice of Prompto’s ass.
Ignis could hear Prompto crying, sobbing. That coupled with the lewd squelching sounds, it was horrifyingly easy to tell what Ardyn was doing to their friend.
Ardyn undid his pants and freed his cock. Like what he did to Prompto’s hole, he made hurried work of spitting into his hand and rubbing that scarce ‘lube’ to coat his dick. Seeing the blonde snivelling made him hard. Knowing this blonde’s friends were watching him getting raped made him even harder.
“Wait...” Prompto pleaded shyly. “Please don’t.” He mumbled while not making eye contact, curling in on himself as if wanting to make himself smaller.
“I’m sorry, my sweet, but I can’t possibly stop now.” Ardyn’s wording revealed to Prompto that this man was not indeed his best friend. But it was too little, too late. He can’t get himself out of this situation by now.
Ignis cringed at the scream that tore through what he knew to be Prompto’s voice. The scream was followed by deep breaths and pleading, the shuffle of clothes and squelching still resounding in the background. The adviser ground his teeth in anger. He felt useless.
“Aah..!” Prompto’s screams and sobs echoed in Gladiolus’ mind. He could see the blonde reaching out for something to hold on to as he was fucked dry. His dull fingernails scratched at the tile floor, a fruitless effort.
“Oh dear.” Ardyn stopped his thrusts, to everyone’s relief. He pulled out of Prompto slowly and saw that there was red streaked with his spit on his cock. He pulled out completely and poked at Prompto’s hole with one finger. Prompto cried out in pain and then rolled over onto his stomach so he can crawl away from his rapist.
“Don’t worry, sweet boy.” Ardyn cooed. “I don’t mind the blood.”
-------- Thank you for the comments, OP! I feel bad for doing this to Prompto T_T i ruined a perfectly good chocobo is what i did
Were you worried about me? (2/?)
Inside the cell, Ardyn smiled back at Prompto. “Of course I was worried.” He answered and then stepped closer to the blonde, pulling him to an embrace. “I was so worried about you.” Ardyn rubbed Prompto’s back, soothing him in a comforting manner. Not long did his hands stray from his back, went down to his waist, then to his hips. Prompto didn’t think much of it. He was just relieved that Noctis still cared about him. That time on the train when Noctis attacked him, he thought about that for hours on end in this same cell. But now that Prompto knew it was a mistake, and that maybe Noctis was just tricked by Ardyn that time, he was immensely relieved and so he welcomed the prince’s touches. He trusted him with all his heart after all.
Ardyn, still flaunting Noctis’ image, pulled away from Prompto so he can whisper something to him. “I was so worried, Prom.” He said in a soft voice. “I went in here with no real clue where to find you. I almost lost hope but it’s okay because we’re together again.”
Prompto’s face brightened up with joy at the prince’s nice words. He blushed slightly since it wasn’t everyday that Noctis was so open with his feelings.
“Yeah.” Prompto whispered too. “Thank you.” He smiled, this time holding true joy in witnessing his best friend caring for him.
“Ardyn!” Gladio shouted at the illusionist. “What are you saying to him?!”
Noctis couldn’t do anything but watch Prompto falling prey to Ardyn’s trap, just like what happened to him on the train.
“I was so stressed out in finding you.” Ardyn continued in that soft voice. He brought his hand up to caress Prompto’s cheek gently. “I had to battle so many daemons.”
“Oh...” Prompto felt guilty at that. “I’m sorry for being such a trouble, Noct.” The blonde felt a pang in his heart as he said that. Somehow it didn’t feel right to say those words.
“I was wounded many times while looking for you… and now I’m so tired.” Ardyn leaned against Prompto for a moment; then brought the blonde down to the floor. That earned a grunt from Prompto, being crushed under Ardyn’s weight knocked the breath out of him.
“I… Noct..?” Prompto was confused with what was happening. He thought that maybe Noctis was too out of it to function at the moment. “Are you okay? If you’re wounded, you gotta let me see it so I can work on it or something.”
Ardyn loved the little act he was putting on for sweet, trusting Prompto. He straddled the blonde, sitting on his thighs. He knew the boys outside had a clear view of them and that was exactly what he wanted. He brought his hands to the hem of Prompto’s shirt and dragged it up to reveal his chest.
“Noct?” Prompto blushed in embarrassment. He was torn between shoving off the prince and pulling down his shirt. With how forward and strange Noctis was being, Prompto ended up freezing on the spot, too frazzled to do anything.
“What are you doing to him!?!” Noctis was back into screaming and throwing his summoned blades at the gate. Like before it produced nothing good but a smug grin coming from Ardyn.
“Just let me do this, Prom.” Ardyn whispered close to Prompto’s ear. “Let me do this in return for freeing you.” He said then proceeded to lick the shell of his ear.
Noctis could see the look of betrayal on Prompto’s face from the outside the cell. “No!” The prince threw his sword haphazardly against the bars. “That’s not me! Prompto!”
Prompto bit down on his lip as he felt hands roaming his chest and abs, fingertips teasing his nipples and hips grinding against his. His blush had spread brightly on his face, making it obvious that he wasn’t all that against this.
“You like doing this with me, Prompto?” Ardyn asked with a wicked grin.
Prompto was scared, but he nodded anyway since it seemed that that was the answer ‘Noctis’ wanted.
“That’s not me, Prompto!” Noctis was still fighting. He could see where Ardyn was heading. There was no way he would let that happen to his best friend.
Ardyn liked the look of fright on the blonde’s face. Tears looked to be ready to spill from his expressive eyes and that blush was present all over the boy’s face, neck and arms, accenting his adorable freckled skin. He was curious if that blush spread down there too. Ardyn didn’t waste any time undoing Prompto’s pants and pulling them down along with his underwear.
“W-wait!” Prompto squeaked, his hands shooting down to cover his groin. “Wait, Noct...”
The three outside the cell held their breath, wishing that Prompto had noticed the deceit Ardyn was serving him.
“Sh-shouldn’t you.. uhm… do this with other royalty?” The blonde stammered, tears finally falling. “I mean… I’m nothing, Noct. I wouldn’t feel good… I think.”
Noctis felt his heart breaking at what he heard. “Why are you worried about that?” The prince’s voice cracked. Tears welled up in his eyes as he watched Ardyn thoroughly ignore Prompto’s words. He swatted the blonde’s hands away and laughed at the sight of his sex. He pulled Prompto’s pants down to mid-thigh then pushed both his legs sideways so he can have a view of his ass.
“He can’t be really…” Gladiolus was too shocked at Ardyn’s roughness. He saw him spit into his hand and rub the slight saliva against the crevice of Prompto’s ass.
Ignis could hear Prompto crying, sobbing. That coupled with the lewd squelching sounds, it was horrifyingly easy to tell what Ardyn was doing to their friend.
Ardyn undid his pants and freed his cock. Like what he did to Prompto’s hole, he made hurried work of spitting into his hand and rubbing that scarce ‘lube’ to coat his dick. Seeing the blonde snivelling made him hard. Knowing this blonde’s friends were watching him getting raped made him even harder.
“Wait...” Prompto pleaded shyly. “Please don’t.” He mumbled while not making eye contact, curling in on himself as if wanting to make himself smaller.
“I’m sorry, my sweet, but I can’t possibly stop now.” Ardyn’s wording revealed to Prompto that this man was not indeed his best friend. But it was too little, too late. He can’t get himself out of this situation by now.
Ignis cringed at the scream that tore through what he knew to be Prompto’s voice. The scream was followed by deep breaths and pleading, the shuffle of clothes and squelching still resounding in the background. The adviser ground his teeth in anger. He felt useless.
“Aah..!” Prompto’s screams and sobs echoed in Gladiolus’ mind. He could see the blonde reaching out for something to hold on to as he was fucked dry. His dull fingernails scratched at the tile floor, a fruitless effort.
“Oh dear.” Ardyn stopped his thrusts, to everyone’s relief. He pulled out of Prompto slowly and saw that there was red streaked with his spit on his cock. He pulled out completely and poked at Prompto’s hole with one finger. Prompto cried out in pain and then rolled over onto his stomach so he can crawl away from his rapist.
“Don’t worry, sweet boy.” Ardyn cooed. “I don’t mind the blood.”
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Thank you for the comments, OP!
I feel bad for doing this to Prompto T_T
i ruined a perfectly good chocobo is what i did