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Ignis/Noctis cross dressing

[(Anonymous)]

Ignis sees the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, a woman who steals his breath away--which is surprising because he has faithfully been in love with his charge since he was a child. He decides to take the jump and approach her, because her silky black hair and red dress that glitters under the lights. She looks so much like his prince....

Noctis needs a night out at the club with Prompto without anyone needing to know who he is... and definitely doesn't expect for Ignis to wrap his arms around his waist and then nuzzle against him.

"You are utterly ravishing, my dear."

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Gimme sexy and sultry Noctis in a red dress absolutely charming the shit out of Ignis, Ignis realizing only when Noctis whispers his name ("I never told you my name...") who it is.

Bonus points if you have Ignis fuck Noctis against a wall outside, with his dress riding up against the bricks.

Bonus points if Gladio's with Ignis and realizes immediately who it is and doesn't tell him for shits and giggles.

Infinity points if Noctis talks about how long he's waited for Ignis to do that.

Re: Ignis/Noctis cross dressing

[(Anonymous)]

Seconded so hard I might have to do this one myself♡♡

Fill: Re: Ignis/Noctis cross dressing 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

A/N: I filled in my own prompt since no one else wanted to…

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Ignis didn't particularly want to be out; he had a meeting with the King at noon about Noctis’s welfare since graduation and then plans to spar with Gladio after. Then it would be returning to Noctis’s apartment, making more Tenebraen pastries, helping the prince with his calculus homework whilst pining over what could never be.

At least, that was how Gladio phrased it when he threw a leather jacket at Ignis’s head.

“We’re going out. Just looking at you is making me sick. All this woobly emotional crap is getting hard to wade through, Iggy.” His friend stared at him with big brown eyes, pleading. It was almost comical coming from a man who could bench press a car. “You’re even making me sober. Just go out there, find yourself a hot piece of ass, fuck it senseless and let it go.”

Let it go.

“I don't need to gyrate against someone in a club like a common animal to take care of my base urges. I assure you, if I have the urge I’ll take care of it myself.” He was hardly a virgin; there was a time in university where he had taken to trying new things that had been off limits before… it had been when Ignis was away from Noctis for long enough to realize that the pull he had to the prince was more than just lust…. He had felt lust before. Whatever was happening, it was something that certainly had another layer under the surface.

“You wouldn't be so uptight if you did.”

“It is absolutely none of your concern--”

“Look, Iggy. I get it. You’re in love, you’re devoted, yada yada ya. Fine. I’m not here to try an’ convince you otherwise. What I am trying to do is getcha to come out with me, get drunk, get fucked, and let off some of that tension. It isn’t good for you.”

Gladio was trying his best to be a good friend, but all Ignis could see was black hair and blue, blue eyes.

Gladio sighed. “Just come out with me, be my wingman?”

Fighting with the Shield was futile. He may as well have given up, and it was clear to Gladio that he had already won the round and the night.

So there they were, packed into one of the popular clubs in Insomnia like fish. The name “tHe sIXx” was emblazoned across the doorway, though Ignis was not sure what could have made anything in the place holy. In fact, from the garbage bags piled high outside, Ignis could certainly imagine that the Six would certainly not enjoy a place of such… ill repute.

It smelled just as bad, too. The moment they were through the door the music and scent of bodies and sweat made Ignis feel a little lightheaded.

“Think he recognized us from those shots in the magazines,” Gladio said as they passed, though Ignis would have been shocked if anyone in Insomnia didn't know who they were as of late. The paparazzi made it their mission to track down the prince. Ever since the gag order ended after Noctis graduated, the prince’s photos could be taken at any function or public place; prior, only the King’s carefully selected official photos were available to allow Noctis the “chance to learn and experience life in a manner befitting any young person of Insomnia.”

Ignis hated it only second to Noctis, who had already quit his part time job at McCaelum’s after one photojournalist caught him dozing into his burger during a break, his Kingsglaive flicking fries at his head.

Since then the prince had found himself spending most of his time in his apartment goofing off, at least until the shock of the prince with drool down his mouth, nose covered in fast food grease disappeared from popular culture.

Ignis wasn't sure when that would happen, but to be fair neither did Noctis.

Gladio caught his attention by slamming a glass tumbler into his hand, a stream of steaming liquid sloshing out and onto his hand. It didn't burn, but it definitely wasn’t cold.

“What is this?” Ignis asked as he stared down at the concoction Gladio handed him, seeing that the flames were real, though they didn't seem to be hot. How peculiar.

“The Infernian,” Gladio explained as he showed his own glass--solid blue with only the top of a beautiful clear ball of ice sticking out of the liquid. “I got a Hydraen. Drink up, Iggy. Let loose.”

Ignis did not particularly want to let loose, but he knew from the look Gladio was giving him that if he didn't drink he would only delay the inevitable.

There was no getting out of this one, he surmised.

Ignis held out his drink, letting the flames flicker in the light. “To…” Ignis stared at the drink and the fire.

“To getting laid and moving on,” Gladio raucously laughed until his voice seemed to echo through the room. A few people had looked up and over to the two of them, and Ignis could only shake his head and down the drink in its entirety. The flames puffed out and the liquid went down, burning a fire down his throat and straight to his belly. It filled him, letting a pleasant feeling rise through his skin, making his cock jump at the feeling of his pants digging into him.

He should have known better than to have trusted Gladio as he looked up, eyes narrowing.

“What was in that concoction you just gave me?”

Gladio clucked his tongue. “Nothing dangerous. Nothing illegal, either. Just a bit of a Mettle VX. Should help with your vitality; makes you horny as fuck, too,” Gladio said as he pounded back his own drink. When he finished it he licked his lips and winked at Ignis. “You can thank me later, but Iggy-- turn around and look at that number in red.”

Ignis didn’t want to turn around, because turning around meant admitting to Gladio that perhaps, fine, it was better of him to have done something like this than to have fallen to pieces in front of Noctis, but… he did it anyway.

He didn’t regret it. Maybe it was the liquid rushing through his body, the way the Mettle VX was giving him an edge that he hadn’t felt since he sinfully allowed himself to bury his nose into Noctis’s hair one night when the prince had fallen asleep on his shoulder. Maybe it was loneliness. But, Ignis was pretty sure it was something more like lightning… or perhaps, like fire.

She looked like him.

Ignis wasn’t sure what he really saw first--her black long tresses, her lush lips, her dainty nose, or her vivid blue eyes. Those eyes, so full of life and laughter made something inside of Ignis pull tight. She was close enough that Ignis could see her silhouette in the constant sway of changing colors. She was wearing red, like passion and blood and the drink he had downed a moment ago; it was the way Noctis’s mouth would look if he had dared to crush their mouths together.

She really, truly looked like him; it was in her lashes, in her cheeks… and yet Ignis knew that she was different.

He could have her, couldn’t he? No one would accuse him of abusing his station, no one would look twice. She was a woman; Ignis wasn’t usually inclined to women, but…

She wore his smile like Ignis wore his heart on his sleeve.

“Go get her, Iggy. She’s too pretty to be there all by herself.” Ignis turned to see Gladio with another drink in his hand, rocking on the balls of his boots. “You’ll thank me later. Trust me.”

Ignis took a look at the drink in Gladio’s hand-- a violent purple that made Ignis’s eyes water, but he quickly took that from him and downed it, not even wincing when the electricity in his mouth went down like a spark. He needed the courage-- Ignis was not typically a shy man, and he had been involved in sex many times before and would no doubt many times after…

Yet there was something about her that Ignis could not quite put his finger on…

Ignis was pretty sure it was the Mettle VX and whatever was in the last drink he had downed, because there was something like a sheer fog in his mind; he could handle his liquor, but this was something different….

He realized it very quickly when he crossed the dance floor toward her, seeing her turned around. A pert, round ass and a long, sinfully delicious neck and there, nestled at the base of her throat at the point her dress met her choker, could Ignis see the hint of an Adam’s Apple.

That suited him just fine.

So, using the courage of the booze and the Red of her dress, Ignis boldly reached out and let his fingers sun against the lace of her dress and around her, pulling her body taut against his.

“You look utterly ravishing, my dear,” he murmured into her black hair.

She even used the same cologne he did.

Re: Fill: Re: Ignis/Noctis cross dressing 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

Aww, OP :(.. .
I was the potential non from before buuuut *looks at long list of prompts and unfinished fills*

Anyways! This is good, tho. Yeah...don't take strange drinks from Gladio B).

Re: Fill: Re: Ignis/Noctis cross dressing 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

If you want to, go for it... I am still writing it but it would be nice to see if you want to give it a try. Gladio and drinks should never be trusted...

Re: Fill: Re: Ignis/Noctis cross dressing 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

holy shit this is great this is so good

*camps out in this thread*

Re: Fill: Re: Ignis/Noctis cross dressing 2/2

[(Anonymous)]

You can find the complete version here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9720320