Noctis doesn't like what he sees in the mirror but Ignis is there to tell him otherwise
Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV
21 Feb 2021
“Hey Iggy, how do you feel about role play?”
“I assume you’re referring to sexual role play as opposed to amateur dramatics.” Ignis said while Noctis turned over, looking up at him with those captivating blue eyes bright and twinkling with mischief.
“I was thinking that there’s one that could be quite easy...” Noctis began, grasping Ignis’ hand and kissing his palm, expression softening into one of seduction. “...since you’re already my employee…”
“In the office, yes. But outside of the office I’m your boyfriend."
Ignis is a smart, young professional who is assistant to a CEO of a large and successful business. Noctis is the CEO of a large and successful business.
The fact that they had first met in a bar and started a relationship not long before they became employer and employee had been a complete coincidence.
(Written for the Ignoct Spice-a-thon! Prompts: Lace, Mirror, Trust + Extra Spice)
Three weeks spent in Tenebrae for some necessary negotiations, the only saving grace being the corset he commissioned upon seeing the shop on his first day strolling through the charming town surrounding Fenestala manor. It was what he saw in the window that caught his attention, even more so when he noticed the majority of corsets on display were for the male body and his thoughts went immediately to his husband. The waistcoats the mannequins wore were finely made from the best material Eos had to offer, but what he saw on the inside woke a very greedy part of Noctis. Corsets with see-through panels, leather or lace, but one piece called for his complete and utter attention. It looked sleek, but dangerous, the contrast between fabric and embellishment reminding him immediately of Ignis.
(For the Ignoct Spice-a-thon! prompts: lace, mirror, trust + extra spice)
Daylight cascaded so beautifully upon the wreckage, from which sprouted new scaffolding, new homes, new hope. People -- Glaives and Guards, Lucis-born and not, lost and found -- roamed the streets and worked together and based in the light their King brought back to them.
It was then, as tactless as ever, as Noct-ish as ever, Noctis scratched his head and yawned and asked Ignis to marry him.
(For the Ignoct Spice-a-thon! prompt: lace)
Fifteen year-old Noctis is in deep in the throes of puberty and he’s having...problems. He turns to Ignis, of course, for help.
Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with Square Enix or any production studios behind the Final Fantasy franchise or Final Fantasy XV; I am not making money from this work and I do not own the rights to FF in any way.
- Part 1 of Prince and Sword: IgNoct Stories
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