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Ignis x Fem!Noctis
Date: 2016-12-20 08:26 pm (UTC)Bonus: Ignis feels slightly guilty afterwards due to the fact he thought she was in love with Prince Lunes of Tenebrae but she really loves him and they start a secret relationship
(As for the name of gender flipped Noctis you can use whatever name you want I just used Noctia because it was the only thing I could think of you can use whatever name you want I've even seen some people use Stella as the name for fem!noctis.)
Love Before Dawn (Ignis/Fem!Noct) (1/2)
Date: 2016-12-30 04:51 am (UTC)Ignis startled awake at the buzz from his phone, groping with a half-awake daze before his fingers grabbed the cell and he tilted it towards him. Call from Noctia at 3am.
"Highness?"
"Iggy?" His Princess's voice was soft, and scared, and what little sleep had still lingered in the back of his mind evaporated in an instant. Thousands of possibilities jammed into his head at once, all of them horrible and terrible. Since Noctia had hit her teen years in earnest the two of them had drifted apart just enough that it was rare for her to seek out Ignis when she needed something 'trivial', but she still relied upon him for 'the big stuff'.
He had a pair of jeans tugged over his boxers in a matter of moments, still leaving his head tilted to hold the phone as he did.
"I... will you come over?"
He froze for a moment. The request was... odd. "Your quarters?" He asked, clarifying. That was not exactly where he expected his Princess to be at three in the morning when she called him, but it was better than many other options he'd conjured in the instant he had to fear.
"Yeah," she answered, voice soft and tiny. "Please, Iggy?"
Noctia rarely... pleaded with him. "Of course, Noct. It will be a matter of moments."
He hung up after her acknowledgement, tugging on a clean shirt, sliding on glasses, and after a quick visit to the restroom to rinse sleep from his mouth and eyes, he made short work of the distance between their quarters.
Noctia, of course, lived in the royal wing in a room befitting her station as Crown Princess of Lucis, and Ignis lived a few floors away in a room that befit his own station as a member of the aristocracy in close service to the Crown. He tapped on the door lightly, and was shocked when the door was flung open and he found himself with two armfuls of sobbing Princess, her barely decent in a dressing gown.
He eased her through the door and shut it, doing his best to tend to her while simultaneously comforting her as best he was able.
"It's alright," he assured her, even though he still had no idea why he'd been summoned. "Quite alright, I promise."
She pulled away just enough to put some space between them, which assuaged some of the worst of Ignis's guilt from visiting the Crown Princess in the middle of the night with her not decently attired at all, but what followed was more than unexpected, her hands reached to him, tiny hands rubbing against his chest and then trailing down to his stomach, first on what seemed to be a thoughtful mission, but it quickly descended into soft touches that might have comforted Noctia but were no comfort to Ignis.
"Highness?" He asked, putting some verbal distance between them even if he felt powerless to pull away.
"You're alright," she said, with wonder and a tone that suggested this was a comfort to her. "You're... here and..." A wet sob came from her mouth, and when Ignis wrapped his arms around her again to comfort her, her hands slid up to his shoulders, and then around the back of his neck, rubbing and touching, her nose pressed to his chest, nuzzling there, and Ignis was only a man...
He couldn't help the way his mind fuzzed for a moment at the sensation of Noctia's nose brushing through the thin cloth of his shirt to press against his sternum, and became even more muddied by the way she reached up on tip-toes to press her face to his neck, her soft lips brushing against the exposed collarbone.
"H-Highness." His voice stuttered at the shocking, and far too welcome, intrusion. "I understand you're upset..."
"Shhhh..." And the instinctual part of him that caved to her whims hushed, and he looked down to see her look up at him, sinfully long, dark lashes framed huge blue eyes that looked up at him with a wet sheen, full of wonder and hunger... She pulled him close, their disparate heights made close by the way he willingly bent to touch her. "Say no." Her lips weren't quite touching his, but they were close enough that he could taste her breath on his own lips.
"I can't say that," he admitted. He'd loved Noctia far too long to deny himself what she wanted.
Her lips crashed to his, and what little restraint he'd had until that moment was gone, his hands felt unbound and they slid to the small of her back, and when she tugged herself upward he found his hands naturally on her bottom, fingers teasing at the edge of cotton panties. He tugged her closer, her smaller form easily wrapping itself around him, her strong legs hooked around his back, her dressing gown parted to leave a threadbare, black camisole the only thing preserving her modesty.
Their kiss broke, only for her to lean against his shoulder, her breath sinfully hot against his neck. "Please, Ignis... I need... I need..." Her fingers dug into his back.
"What do you need, Princess?" He asked, with control he didn't feel. Her breasts were pressed to him, he could feel the warmth of her body, tantalizingly close to him, his body was rapidly responding to the proximity of a woman... his Princess.
"You," she said. "Please? You're mine right? You'll never leave me?"
"I am yours," he assured her, and he walked, slowly, towards where he knew he could find her bed, gently easing her down at the foot of it, and she pouted up at him.
Soon she realized the benefits of her position, however, and she reached up to open the fly of his jeans, and then carefully, tooth by tooth, she eased open the front of his pants.
"Ladies first," he said, as much to calm himself as to redirect her focus, and he reached down to the sash of her dressing gown, leaving it to fall away against the foot of the bed, looking down at his Princess. She was dressed in an unadorned black camisole that strained even against her modest breasts, and Ignis pressed his fingers gently to her hips before he grabbed the hem of it only for Noctia to raise her hands in encouragement and he carefully shucked the garment and folded it twice to set it by the dressing gown.
Noctia was left in nothing but plain cotton panties, black of course, and he hooked his fingers to the waist of them, and she eased up, no hesitation in her body or her eyes, to allow him to tug them down to her feet, only for her to remove them by flinging them somewhere behind him with a flick of a leg. She was no master seductress, but she scooted back towards the head of her bed, her eyes never leaving his, and his eyes locked with hers.
She flicked her eyes down and away, and Ignis was released from the spell and allowed to look now, her body was trim, with firm muscles enclosed in soft skin, and Ignis drank in the sight like a man born in the desert.
Her coquettish tease soon turned to nerves, and he felt her run a foot against the leg of his pants, causing him to meet her eyes again. "You're unbelievably beautiful."
"Show me."
The instruction was unclear, but the root behind it was not, and Ignis tugged off his shirt, gently folding it to set beside the discarded camisole, and then he reached down to his undone pants... he hesitated, but when he glanced up to Noctia's eyes again he could feel the want and the plea, and he pushed them down in one smooth motion, barely folding them atop his shirt, and then he pressed his way up the bed, easing Noct up to rest her head on a pillow, and then he began to explore his Princess's body in earnest.
His lips were given free rein to explore, and he brushed them against the slight hollow of her collarbone, nuzzling a bit as she had, enjoying the way she gasped at the action, and then he slid further downward, his lips against her chest, planting a soft kiss against the center of her sternum, to the heart of her magic bound to the crystal, only for her to gasp with a jolt of powerful arousal at the connection.
Ignis pressed his attention to her breasts, exploring the way she liked to be touched, finding she keened when he brushed the pads of his thumbs against her nipples, the rest of her breast kneaded in gentle hands. He returned to her chest, to the hollow between her breasts, his lips pressing there and he could almost feel a visceral connection, an electricity that traveled through his spine and down his belly to bring his cock to painful, needing hardness. She was so beautiful, and Ignis couldn't quite believe his fortune, to have his Princess beneath him, panting for him, and moaning for him to touch her.
Noctia's response, if anything, seemed more intense, and she arched up, panting, and when he caught her eyes he saw nothing but need and want there. His hands traveled down, lower, against her belly, thumb pads brushing the soft skin that sheathed a well-built body, and he had originally thought to tease her, only to feel drawn to her warmth, a finger teasing along her opening as Noctia panted and arched up into the touch as Ignis brushed her clit.
"Ignis!" His name on her lips, said like that, nearly made him spill against her sheets, but he grabbed the base of his cock, trying to calm himself, and he soon went to work pressing his fingers against her, gently sliding a digit into her, feeling the way her body naturally grabbed at him, trying to milk him for the release she was craving.
"Condoms?" He asked, and she responded with a needy whine that told him the story in an instant: she had none, but knew they needed them.
"Iggy," she complained, a moment later. "I need you. So bad. Just... Please!"
'You're supposed to say no' his mind told him. 'You're supposed to be the responsible one'. Instead he drew his fingers in and out of her, fucked her with his one finger before gently working her body up to accept three.
Love Before Dawn (Ignis/Fem!Noct) (2/2)
Date: 2016-12-30 04:54 am (UTC)She nodded. "Yes, but--"
He cut off her protest with a kiss, but then retreated far enough to search her face for fear or doubt, but when he looked down he saw nothing but her smile, needy and happy. "Are you quite certain of this?"
'You're not supposed to deflower your Princess!' a part of his mind screamed, but she looked up at him, her eyes hooded, her lips parted, and her hair a rumpled mess, what few tears she'd shed before his arrival were long-dried.
"Yes." Her voice was sure and firm, her fingers reached up and tangled in his hair, looking up at him. "I want you, I need you."
"Relax, Highness," he told her, a hand sliding under her to position her just so. "Tell me if it hurts."
"Are you going to call me 'Highness' when you come?" She asked, and that, more than anything, assured him she was more herself again, able to joke at the distance he'd placed between them with his words.
"Noctia," he said, knowing his voice must have been filled with the want and desire he felt in that moment. "Noct." This time he pressed his lips to her ear, his teeth gently nipping at the lobe there. "My Princess," he growled, at least for now she was his and only his, he didn't share her with her country or her duties or her other retainers.
He pressed the head of his cock to her entrance, gently rubbing himself there, her arousal already leaving her wet enough that it was easy to slide against her clit and inner lips.
"Don't tease," she begged. "I need to feel you... please."
Ignis was no saint, the last hour had proven that more than once over, and he could hardly resist the demand from his darling princess, so he returned his tip to her opening, pressing one hand against her slightly trembling thigh, and succumbed to the desire to push, just enough, to enter her. She was tight, even just around his tip, and he felt her tense slightly at the intrusion.
"Eaasssy," he said, his hand returning to calming strokes of her inner thigh even as the wait was driving him mad.
Noctia didn't make him wait long, taking her free leg and hooking it behind his back, easing herself into a more comfortable position and forcing Ignis a bit deeper. She hissed, but not in pain, and her body came with no accompanying tension, and with little encouragement Ignis slid himself all the way home into her body.
"Alright?" He asked her.
She nodded against his neck, nodded and nodded, and reached up to grab at his naked back, her fingers scratching light, possessive trails down his shoulders, and Ignis gave up on a fraction of his restraint, easing himself back just enough to slide in again, sheathed in her warmth. Her answering moan urged him to repeat the motion before her legs conspired to lock him tight to her, leaving him to satisfy her with shallow thrusts of his hips. She pinned him there, owned and claimed and possessed, as she had always possessed his heart, and now his body.
"Harder," she asked. "Just... more?"
He pushed harder, and it was clear Noctia had gotten the feeling she was chasing, her head tilted back and her mouth open as she made a breathy little gasp every time he thrust. "Ig... Ig..." Her body seemed so out of breath she could barely form his full name.
"Yes, Noct?" He asked, unable to shake some of his amusement by how utterly wrecked she'd become under his attentions, but he was in no fit state to brag, his own body wound tight and more than ready to snap at a moment's notice.
"No... fair..." She gasped up at him, but he felt her pleasure brewing in the way her walls grabbed at him, and her orgasm ripped through her body, demanding him, begging his body to respond in kind, and Ignis barely managed to hold himself back from the edge, from the dangerously primal urge of his own body.
Her pleasure left her legs to slacken and Ignis withdrew from her with barely a moment to spare before his seed spilled across her belly and pubis, his body shuddering with the pleasure he'd held back, and he was barely able to hold himself up as he looked down at his Princess. She looked up at him, those coquettish eyes and sinfully long lashes demanded him, and he leaned in to claim her lips once more before he rolled himself onto his back beside her.
It took long minutes to coax anything but contented hums from her, but Ignis felt her shift beside him.
"No wonder everyone makes such a big deal of that," she said. "That was..." She groaned, pressing her forehead to his chest. "Damn, Ignis."
"Under the circumstances, I'll take that as a compliment."
"I don't think that needs circumstances to be a compliment."
He enjoyed the post-coital afterglow for another minute or so before he allowed reality to intrude, and he excused himself to visit the restroom and retrieve a washcloth wet with warm water, returning to begin the task of cleaning his semen from Noctia's belly.
"I trust you're feeling better?" He asked.
"I hope you didn't just sleep with me to cheer me up."
"An enjoyable bonus," he responded, trying to make light of the rampaging worry that was now taking root in his mind.
There were no immediate regrets on her part, it seemed. That much relieved Ignis more than he could say.
"But, yeah, feeling better too... probably should have... taken you to dinner first, right?"
Ignis frowned. Noctia wasn't talking about this like a furtive tryst in her bedroom, but like... romance.
"Is that..." He struggled for how to say what he needed to without pushing her away. "Is that what you wish from me?"
Noctia was looking at him oddly now, her face unreadable. "Not if you're going to make it one of your checklists. I thought you wanted--"
He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers, silencing her and wishing for a moment he could always silence his Princess with a kiss.
"I love you," he told her. It seemed the time for such a confession, and he could tell he'd unintentionally hurt her. "If you wished a midnight lover who disappeared at dawn I would do so, if you wanted to take me to dinner... I would insist on doing the cooking."
She laughed at his joke.
"I must admit I wouldn't have expected you to... wish me to stay, however." He always knew he shared her. His love for her would never be something he could hold and possess for himself and not share, before tonight he would have said he was happy to remain her friend and adviser and never touch her as a lover in spite of his own affection.
"Why?" She asked, completely guileless and very, very naked.
"I believe most expect you to... make a match with Prince Lunis," he put word to the voices of the closed council chamber.
"He's..." Noctia paused. "I... I do love him, but it's sort of... how I love dad, yaknow? He helped me heal after I almost died," she fell silent again before she glanced over to him again. "And you know as well as I that the Kings of Lucis aren't expected to... not take lovers."
"A tradition that rarely extend to women of lower ranks of the aristocracy, so I hope you understand my concern," he answered, but this time he reached out and tangled their fingers together.
Noctia responded by leaning into him, her breasts pressing tantalizingly to his chest, her lips seeking the tender shell of his ear to brush against... "Will you be mine, Lord Scientia?" She asked, voice far too low and seductive, a voice that shot right to his cock and his heart in equal measure.
He answered with a growl, because he knew she was teasing him, trying to bewitch him, and using the very real fact that her body excited him far beyond reason, and when he pinned her to the bed she chuckled in response, sensing the play behind his actions. "I'm yours," he answered.
Her fingers carded through his mussed hair, pulling him down again into a fierce, possessive kiss, and Ignis found himself pressed tight to her naked form, her lips returning to their place against his ear.
"How many times can you prove it before dawn?"
Re: Love Before Dawn (Ignis/Fem!Noct) (2/2)
Date: 2016-12-30 06:36 am (UTC)Re: Love Before Dawn (Ignis/Fem!Noct) (2/2)
Date: 2016-12-30 07:09 pm (UTC)