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 Welcome to Round One of the FFXV Kink Meme!

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UPDATE 2/21/2017: ROUND ONE IS CLOSED FOR PROMPTS. Please feel free to continue posting fills. Round Two will open for prompts and fills on 3/1/2017.

 

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Fill: Ignis/Noctis, Somnophillia

[(Anonymous)]

And here's the second one! Warnings for non-con, use of drugs.

Ignis knows it’s wrong. It’s criminal. If he were caught it would be a charge of treason, to touch the prince like that. Even worse would be the gross violation of Noctis’ trust and friendship.

Despite the condemnations running through his head, his hands don’t even tremble as he carefully measures out the proper dose for a man of Noct’s weight. He whisks the drug into a single pastry’s worth of cream filling, then sets that bowl side to finish the filling for the rest of the treats.

He fills the pastry shells and sets aside the special one. It wouldn’t do to get it mixed up with the others.

The door bangs open. “I’m back!” Noct calls, strolling into the kitchen. “Smells great in here, Iggy. Ooh, these look good- ow!” He jerks his hand back when Ignis raps it with a spoon.

“Those are for after dinner,” he scolds.

“Yeah, fine. Let’s eat,” Noct says.

As they eat together, Ignis questions the prince about his day. “–so that startled the chocobo, and it jumped, and I fell off,” Noct complains. “I had bruises all down my back and leg where I landed. I don’t even know why I have to learn evasive riding anyway. I like chocobos, but no one rides them in the city. That’s what cars are for.”

“The king needs many skills,” Ignis tells him. “And chocobos are still used for certain events. What if an attempt were made on your life during a royal procession?” he points out.

Noct scowls, slouching. “Then I’d fight back and kill whoever tried,” he argues, with all the certainty of a nineteen-year-old with extraordinary magical capabilities.

“Perhaps,” Ignis allows. “Finish your supper.”

After dinner comes dessert, and if Ignis watches a little too closely to make sure Noct finishes every drop of the filling… well, Noct doesn’t seem to notice. “Want to find a movie to watch?” Noct asks when they’re finished.

“You should be studying,” Ignis argues half-heartedly, but allows Noct to overrule him and turn on some mindless action movie.

It’s not long before Noct’s head begins to nod, and he lays down on the couch and sticks his feet in Ignis’ lap. “’m bushed,” he mumbles, closing his eyes.

Ignis silently watches to movie for a several minutes more, until he’s certain the drug has taken hold.

“Noct?” he asks quietly. When there is no response, he tries again. “Noctis,” he says loudly, shaking Noct’s leg. A slight snore is the only reaction. Perfect.

Ignis stands, lifts Noct, and carries him into the bedroom. He undresses his sleeping prince and gently arranges him on the bed, stepping back to admire the other man’s body.

After a moment, he can’t wait any longer. He pulls the supplies he brought out of his pockets and sets them on the bedside table, then removes his own clothing and sets it neatly aside.

He opens the small bottle of lube and coats his fingers with it, carefully pressing one finger into Noctis, watching the prince’s face for any signs the drug isn’t working correctly. Noct remains peacefully asleep, breathing deeply, so Ignis soon adds a second finger. He works Noct open slowly, scattering kisses over his face and torso.

When Noct is prepared, Ignis gently rolls him over, making sure he can still breathe freely. He puts on the condom he brought and adds more lube, then positions himself on top of Noctis.

He groans as he pushes in, biting at Noct’s neck. Noct’s skin is smooth and creamy, reddening gorgeously from his teeth. Even relaxed in sleep, Noct is tight, and Ignis can’t hold himself back from thrusting hard into him. Noctis doesn’t respond, moving only with the force of Ignis’ motion, and it’s the most beautiful thing Ignis has ever seen.

All too soon, he’s overcome with the pleasure, shaking with the force of his orgasm. He lets himself fall against Noct, resting there while he catches his breath. When he can move again, he strips off the condom and ties it off. He cleans Noctis carefully, and gathers all the trash in a plastic bag.

After he’s finished, he dresses Noct in his pajamas and opens a potion, carefully pouring a few small sips down the prince’s throat. He makes sure Noct has swallowed, to take care of any lingering aches or bruises he might otherwise have left behind.

He gets dressed and goes to hide the bag in his briefcase. He’ll stay until he’s certain the drug will wear off with no ill effects, and then he will return home and try not to think of how many more doses he has, and how often he might be able to find the opportunity to do this without Noct getting suspicious.

If he continues to be careful, he thinks Noctis might never notice.

Re: Fill: Ignis/Noctis, Somnophillia

[(Anonymous)]

Ooo I likes both too. Stellar job,anon!