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UPDATE 12/30/16: I'm looking for some help! Details here. (I'm always looking for more pinners; this is an open invitation.)
I've added/clarified some rules to make life easier to my pinners. Please refrain from changing the subject lines except when filling or updating a fill. It makes it easier for us to keep track of what we've already looked at. Thank you so much!
UPDATE 1/28/17: We've opened up a Drabble Tree post! Go check it out.
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.
Fill: The Prince and Protector (1/2)
Date: 2017-02-26 08:17 am (UTC)---The Prince and Protector (1/2)
"Pick the one you like, boys! There's one for each of us, and the cute ones we will double team!" said the scarred man holding Noctis at by the neck.
They had been careless, and the gang of bandits had ambushed them at their camp while they were sleeping. They would have made easy work of them had they not been taken by surprise and hit by a Stop spell right away. It was a nasty spell too as Noctis was not only unable to summon his armiger, he was also deprived of his magic. Immediately after the four of them were incapacitated they were each grabbed and dragged by one of the bandits into a circle, the men snickering like anglers who had each caught a large fish. They stood and faced the center of the circle where the leader of the pack and his second in command stood holding Noctis.
The man pulled the prince close and licked the side of his face. "Hmm," he said, "I like this one. He's soft and tasty. I bet it sounds nice when he screams."
Noctis tried to head-butt him but was grabbed by the other man who said, "Got some fight in him still. Feisty little thing."
The leader laughed. "Whattaya say Jorrah? You an' me on this one while the others take their pick from the rest?"
Ignis made a noise and was immediately smacked in the face by the man holding him upright. Noctis turned his head toward him and tried to move but couldn't because of the spell. The two men pulled him to the ground, laughing and hooting.
"Hey pretty boy. You want to run to him? Is that your mamma? You wanna hide behind his legs?"
The two guys who had Prompto did the same to him, and the brute holding Gladio threw him on the ground. Prompto's tiny squeal and Gladio's growl dislodged something in Noctis' chest and he fought to speak.
"'nt them. 'nly, m..."
The leader held his ear close to him. "What did you say, pretty boy?"
Noctis stared up at him from the ground, trying to work his throat to produce sound. "Me. Just me," he finally said.
"You want to service all of us by yourself? What are you, world champion of rent boys?"
"'m a...prince. Royalty."
"What did you say? You're a what?"
"Did he say prince?"
"I think he did. Guy has imagination."
The man holding Ignis let him drop to the ground and walked up to them, holding his chin in his hand. "Wait a minute! I think he's telling the truth. I've seen this guy's picture somewhere. He is the crown prince, or he really really looks like him."
The brute going at Gladio joined their circle too. Now four men where looking at Noctis on the ground.
"I'd say we show him what happens when a punk brags about himself," said the leader, "Let's leave the others alone and have a dip in this one, shall we?"
Noctis couldn't see the others from his vantage point surrounded by the men's legs. But there was no mistaken the sounds Gladio and Ignis made at hearing that. He ignored them. He was the prince. It was his duty to protect them, just as they always did for him. It was his only focus in hopes that when the spell wore off only one of them would be down for the count and the others could hunt down the bastards. He held that fantasy in his heart, imagining himself summoning Rahmu to destroy them after Ignis, Gladio and Prompto had already had gave them what they deserved. When Prompto's restrainers joined the circle of vultures around him he knew he had succeeded. The others were safe. All that was left was to get through this and hope he would be whole enough afterward to at least help the others fight. He closed his eyes and sank into that fantasy as the leader hoisted him by his collar and positioned him on his knees on the ground.
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It's 12:14 AM here and I have to go to bed. I'll post the rest later.
Re: Fill: The Prince and Protector (1/2)
Date: 2017-02-26 10:53 am (UTC)Anyway, where are the bandits getting their magic from? Is Niflheim offering magic to random thugs to help sow chaos?
Re: Fill: The Prince and Protector (1/2)
Date: 2017-02-26 01:27 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: The Prince and Protector (1/2)
Date: 2017-02-26 11:19 pm (UTC)Waiting excitedly for the next part, author!anon~ <3
Fill: The Prince and Protector (2/2)
Date: 2017-02-27 04:56 am (UTC)That’s my life, folks. Other people drunk dial their exes at 11:30 PM, I write porn.
Here’s the rest. I should post a warning for this. It is full on non-con (it’s gang rape, obviously. What else could it be?) Non-con is one of my favorite kinks that unfortunately is as rare as a unicorn's butt. Mostly when it says non-con on the tin it's consensual or dub-con inside, which irritates me to no end. That’s not going to be the case here, so if rape bothers you don't read this please. This mother fucker is going to be as dark as Noctis' entire wardrobe. You have been warned.
The Prince and Protector (2/2)
He kept falling on his face until another spell froze him on his knees. The men kept laughing, making lewd comments about his body, and how princely his ass looked. He stared up, and his eyes locked onto Ignis’ who lay on his front on the ground. His adviser had a look of absolute horror on his face as if he was going to hurl at any moment.
‘They shouldn’t be forced to watch this,’ he thought, but there was little he could do about it.
Just then someone grabbed the back of his pants and pulled them down in one move. His underwear followed next and the laughter intensified. The men were circling him like Sabreclaws, discussing who should go first and how they should do it. It was obvious the leader had an advantage. He would have his turn before everyone else, but the talk itself seemed to arouse them. They enjoyed talking about him like he was a piece of meat.
“Look at that ass. It’s so round and white and juicy. I don’t mind giving it a few whacks.”
“Why not? We could spank his ass for good measures, warm it up for our dicks. I bet he’s gonna love it. Looks like a total pain slut, his highness!” The title was spoken in mock.
“You think we could have him from both ends? I really love those lips wrapped around my cock.”
“Hey, hey, guys! Whatever you do, don’t block the view of our guest. This needs to be seen,” said the leader.
The thugs moved out of the way and gathered behind him. He now could see all three of his friends. Prompto was on his side, crying in big sobs. Gladio had managed to somehow get on his hands and knees, but the effort had wiped him, judging by the growls and pants that came from him. Ignis was digging his fingers into the dirt beneath him.
They spread his legs apart and the man who wanted to spank him got his wish. He didn’t know what he was using – the broad side of a sword most likely – but it hurt too much. It was worse for the added humiliation of his friends watching. Their crown prince – no, their king – being degraded like that in front of his Crownsguard. He tried to hold in his cries for as long as he could but after half a dozen blows he lost the battle and yelped with each of the rest. That seemed to turn the crowd on even more as they began encouraging his tormentor with jeers and hoots.
When they were satisfied with the shade of his ass they stopped. He would have felt relief had he not known what was coming next. He felt the leader touch his crack with a cold, wet finger and let out another yelp. The finger traced a path down his crease and dipped into his hole, opening and massaging him with lube.
“Aren’t I nice? Getting you ready for this. We usually don’t do this to smart mouthed punks, but since you’re a prince and all...,” it was the leader again.
He added two fingers, then three, and it began to hurt. Noctis shut his eyes. He heard Ignis pull himself up from the ground and fall back down, panting and groaning in despair.
The leader removed his fingers from his ass and undid his belt. He heard the zipper being pulled down and felt a body on his back. He thought he would collapse but the spell was strong. The man grabbed him by the waist and whispered in his ear, “I want to hear you scream, your highness! Do it for me. Scream nice and loud, will ya?” With one quick jab he breached his entrance and pushed in.
Noctis screamed. It hurt like nothing had before. He was hardly prepared. The man wasn’t particularly big, not even close to how hung Gladio was. But when he and Gladio did it there was love, and petting, and a lot of tender preparation and easing him into it so once it happened all he felt was pleasure and heat. This was hard, and cold, and utterly painful. He put his forehead on the ground and stifled his cries as the man began trusting into him with the force of an angry bull.
It went on for so long Noctis thought he would pass out. His ass was on fire and his knees felt numb. The spell was the only thing holding him upright. Finally the trusts ceased and the man released his ejaculation inside him. He felt like throwing up. It was disgusting but all he could do was keep his forehead on the ground and not look at Ignis, Gladio, or Prompto whose loud sobs were the only other sound beside the noises behind him.
The man pulled out. Noctis took a long, deep breath in the lessening of pain but immediately froze when his hips were grabbed again by another pair of hands and another cock was positioned at his hole. He wanted to cry, to beg that they give him some time, a little break to collect himself and find his bearing, maybe try to find some pleasure amidst the horror of what was being done to him. But he couldn’t even breathe before the next man pushed inside, and then his inhale of breath turned into another exhale of screaming, and his head and chest collapsed onto the ground.
Someone grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head up. Through the tears he saw the leader standing above him, his erection tall and straight in front of his face.
“Open up, pretty boy. Suck.”
When he refused the man let go of his hair and walked up to Prompto who lay on his side a few feet away. Viciously, as if dealing with a sick dog, he kicked him in the side. Prompto let out a gut wrenching cry and for a moment Noctis forgot his own pain and gasped in horror. The leader walked back to him and once again grabbed him by the hair, positioning his cock over his mouth.
“Now open and suck like a good boy or the next one will be in his face. I don’t mind breaking a cute one’s nose if it means teaching the uppity one some manners.”
He opened his mouth and was choked by the member that filled his throat. The man, despite having come just now, rode his face like a horse, banging his mouth and nose against his pubic hair over and over until Noctis felt faint. He almost forgot about the guy fucking his ass when suddenly coldness filled him again and the hands were replaced by another. A second later the cock in his mouth spurted and he found himself fighting for air, coughing and spluttering everywhere.
There were six of them and they all had their share. There was no respite from their feasting on his body, no point where either his ass, or mouth, or both wasn’t used. When they each had their go they came for seconds. Those who had fucked his mouth went for his ass and those who hadn’t had the chance at his mouth came toward his face. By the time they all masturbated and came on his back as a parting gift he was barely conscious. They released the spell and let him fall to the ground before getting on their bikes and speeding away, all the while shouting and laughing like a pack of hyenas who just had their fill.
He stayed where he was, not even able to raise himself from the ground. It took only a few seconds for Ignis to shake off the remnants of the spell and come to him. His hands were shaking so badly Noctis wondered how he managed to move him and turn him over. As soon as his eyes fell on Noctis’ face he squeezed them shut and tightened his fingers on Noctis’ body. Gladio and Prompto came next, both wearing the same worried, devastated expressions as Ignis. They touched him, tried to sit him up, to somehow ease his pain, and put some clothes on him.
He stayed their hands and looked them straight in the eye, “No,” he mumbled, his voice a faint whisper from too much screaming. He looked at Ignis and fought to put some strength in his speech. “Take me to the Regalia and drive. We’re going after them.”
Ignis hesitated. He opened his mouth to object but one look from Noctis and he stood up and left, leaving Prompto to help Gladio hoist him into his arms. He thought about summoning Rahmu, and about burning motor bikes and packs of wild animals.
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From his vantage point, on the second floor of a nearby abandoned building, Ardyn watched the prince and his entourage leave, chasing after the culprits in their fancy ass car. He smiled and tucked himself in. The experience had been magnificent, absolutely worth handing a bunch of hooligans a hefty wad of gil and two rare spells he had crafted with extremely hard to come by ingredients.
He rubbed the front of his pants and his eyes hooded in pleasure. Just watching the chosen one getting spanked and banged in the ass like a common whore was worth all the spells and gil in the world. The way Noctis cried and moaned as he was punished over and over by those thugs had made him come three times. He longed for the day he would do this to the boy himself, just hold him down and rape him, all his anger and pain released into the body of the one the gods had placed above him. He would take it out on the King of Light and more, make sure he felt exactly how he felt when he had been screwed over by the Six.
He wiped the drool from his mouth and walked out of the building. ‘No yet,’ he told himself. The time will come but for now, he needed the boy to think of him as an ally with shady intentions, if not a dubious friend. Once the so called king gathered all the Royal Arms, and all the astrals were under his control, he would make his move, and Noctis’ experience today would seem like love taps between sheets compared to what Ardyn would do to him.
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There you have it. It was all Ardyn’s fault, muhahaha. FYI I would have given my left kidney for a scene of Ardyn screwing Noctis in the game. Sadly it was the crystal and Noctis in the end. Oh well.
Re: Fill: The Prince and Protector (2/2)
Date: 2017-02-27 05:25 am (UTC)Re: Fill: The Prince and Protector (2/2)
Date: 2017-02-27 05:09 pm (UTC)I would def slobber it up if you'd ever consider writing it--but for now, Thanks so much for the amazing job of quenching this OP's thirst for everything(/everyone screwing) Noct~