Title: The Beauty and The Tragedy
Summary: "You're insane if you really think that after everything we've been though, every thing we've accomplished that I would just let it end this way!" She screams and the pain in her eyes breaks my heart into a thousand pieces. "Iris." her name feels wrong on my tongue, I don't deserve to say it. After all I've done to her. I am nothing. The coward prince. The one who ran. The one who ruined her for all other men. What were we thinking when we started this way back when?
Rating: M
Fandom: Final Fantasy 15
Pairing: Noctis Caelum X Iris Amicita
Author's Note: Just a heads up for all my readers. This is a Noctis X Iris story. If that pairing isn't something that you can support I suggest you read something else. For those of you who do intend to read on, I will post chapters as I can. I hope you like it! R&R, I love feed back!
Chapter One: Insomnia
{Noctis' POV}
"I let you down..." her tiny voice catches in her throat and the look in her eyes can only be described as agony. "I never made it to Caem. The empire came...while you were gone." I know my face is almost passive. It's not that I don't care, that is never the case. I'm only thinking, trying not to lose my head, not in front of anyone anyway. I have to be strong, according to Gladio. It's shit. I need to look strong. To appear in control of myself and of the situation.
A million thoughts storm through my head like a stampede of daemons. It hurts. I can't process it all at once. My eyes focus on her face, so fragile. Small tremors wrack her from head to toe and I can see that she's putting on a face all her own. She's a bad liar. Well, she can't lie to me. I bet she could fool everyone else with that stance, those eyes of hers. If I'd never seen her truly scared before, maybe she could fool me too. Only, right now she looks like she did that day in the woods. It's been years since I've seen her tremble like that.
"Let's talk...somewhere else." I murmur softly. Iris nods and looks over my shoulder, offering a broken smile to Ignis, Prompto and her big brother as they slip inside.
"Iris, what's the matter?" Gladio demands as gently as he can.
She moves to open her mouth and I don't want her to have to say it again "I think it would be better to talk upstairs." I answer for her, there's no need for Iris to refer to herself as a failure again.
Our footsteps fill the air as we head up. No one speaks, and I assume it's because my friends have the same feeling I do. Even if they didn't hear her say it, they know something is very wrong here. Why wouldn't something be wrong here? Everywhere I go people die. Everything I touch turns to shit.
"We did everything we could." Iris whimpers softly as she opens up the door leading into our room. Walking inside, the air becomes tense and Gladio leans against the cheap wooden wardrobe. His little sister takes an uncomfortable seat on the pink bergere near the window and Prompto sits beside Ignis on the foot of the bed and I stand beside the door, leaning on it's slender frame.
"Iris." I husk. "You said the empire came here…"
Strands of soft brown bounce as she hangs her head in shame. "Yes, they...they just came in and none of us said a word about…" her breath catches in her throat and she buries her face inside her delicate hands.
"Hey, it's okay." Prompto rasps gently, a smile befalls his tone.
"Yeah, just slow down sis." My bodyguard grumbles with concern.
"None of us said a word about Noct." The fifteen year old squeaks. "And they just...came in and they….." this time when her voice breaks a sharp pain rolls through my chest and into my ribs like so many needles. "Poor Jared." she says finally.
For a moment, we're all completely silent. We know what she means but none of us want to ask just yet. "What do you mean?" Gladio barks and his tone is urgent. "What happened to Jared?"
"There was nothing we could do!" Iris snaps back. Finally, the tears fall. Slow and shimmering they trickle down her cheeks and her hands ball into fists against her knees as they knock together. "There was nothing…"
I bite my lower lip. Not again. We should have been here. I know that in my head, I feel it in my heart. We should have been here. None of this would have happened. Jared would be alive, Iris wouldn't be crying, gods...please just stop crying. My lungs feel hollow, and my chest aches. We should have been here, just like we should have been in Insomnia.
The door creaks open at my side and I turn slowly to see Talcott standing there on small shaking legs. Crocodile tears stream down his reddening cheeks and I kneel before him slowly. I almost know how he feels, my father just died and I don't know what I would have done if it had happened even a year earlier. Jared was all Talcott had, and he's so young. Even if I can almost understand, almost doesn't cut it, there are no words and I was never good in the pep-talk department, but I try nonetheless. "It's...not right." I rasp. "We should have been here." as I speak, the orphaned boy sobs and I maintain my best poker face.
"I...I...I couldn't stop them." the words leave his shaking lips so broken.
All I can think as my head shakes is, of course you couldn't, you're still a kid. "But I won't...let the empire get away this this." I promise him. I need him to believe me so this doesn't destroy him later. "They'll pay…" I hesitate, I can hardly breathe, "For what they've done. I promise."
"I-" Talcott rubs his eyes with his hands that are wound tightly into fists, "Believe in you, Prince Noctis." as he turns, he continues to tremble and he saunters down the hallway. I stay there, kneeling in the doorway.
"I'm taking Talcott." Iris' determined voice breaks the short moment of silence. "And we're going to Caem."
"Iris, we can't start making-" Gladio tries to reason with his sister only to be cut off.
"We can't just sit here and do nothing!" The young girl exclaims as all the strength in her voice bubbles down to soft weeping.
My eyes fall on her crying form and pins and needles burn inside my chest, pricking away at my insides until they go numb all together. Her cards are all on the table, she's such an honest person. Even though she's had to be strong Iris knows that it's okay to cry sometimes, she feels safe with us and I'm glad for that.
Still, of the thousands of scenarios running through my head, the one I keep replaying is the one that means so little now that the ordeal is over. Iris could have died here today with Jared or in his stead. We could have lost her, I could have...no. I can't think like that now. I'm the Prince, damn it, I can't lose it here. Iris wants to take Talcott to Caem. It's a good idea, they'll both be safe there.
Everyone's on edge. Gladio is leaned up against the wall now, with his forehead pressed against his forearm. Prompto and Ignis are just staring at the floor and Iris is still lamenting. All I can do is look at her. I don't know how to help. That day, in the woods, she swears I saved her but all I did was find her. She clang to me, she calmed down when her tiny hands started to grip at my shirt. I stayed with her, that's all I did. I don't know what to do now and it's driving me crazy. How can anyone stand this? What can I do? What can I say? Finally I manage something, something simple. "I understand."
Iris stands, and she walks past me. "I need to go talk to Talcott. I need to make sure he packs….all the right things. Please...just…" she draws in deep breath and shudders, "Tell me when we're leaving." Her shoulder brushes my arm and she disappears down the hall.
"We shouldn't leave Lestallum until morning." Ignis states plainly. "If the empire sent soldiers to tear this place apart looking for you and they failed to find you chances are they will block off the bridge for several hours before giving up entirely. "Even if you wish to fight them now, I implore you to take into consideration that it is indeed going to be dark soon and we will have-"
"Iris and Talcott along for the ride." Gladio cut the other man off with a sharp sneer. "We're stayin' here tonight, no if's and's or buts." My armed guard grumbled as his cold eyes turned to meet my own. "I might let you drag us out at night to fight those monsters but you're not gonna' put Iris in danger."
"Whatever." my voice is a rasp. "I'm gonna go take a nap." A ghost of my body materializes where I once stood as I warp down the hall. I need to find Iris. I need to hear her say that she's okay. I round a corner, leaving behind another shell that dissipates in seconds as I warp up a flight of steps onto the third floor.
At the very end of the corridor, Iris is standing in front of a room that I assume she's been sleeping in. Her shaking fingers wrap around the handle. I know Talcott is on the second floor so she must be done talking with him. I grit my teeth and warp to her, materializing between her and the door. Her eyes widen and she gasps. I wrap my arms around her shoulders and pull her close "Sorry." my voice is an awkward murmur. "Didn't mean to…"
"Noct." She squeaks as her fingers curl into the black cloth that makes up my t-shirt. "What are you doing?" I can hear her smiling through her tears. The way she trembles against me makes the veins in my arms swell. I feel like I'm going to burst. What the hell is this?
My eyebrows knit together and I bite the inside of my cheek, tossing words around on my tongue."I just...don't like seeing you cry." It's the truth. It also seemed like the right thing to say. The only thing I could think to say that wouldn't sound flippant or patronizing.
"You don't need to worry about me." She squeaks as she tips her head back and looks up at me with her big brown eyes. "See...I'm okay." her glossy pink lips pull into a smile and I press my lips into a hard line. "Noct, what you're going through, it's so much worse so please...don't worry about me!" the fifteen year old chirps.
I squeeze my eyes shut and turn my head to the side "Iris."
"Really, I'm okay. Don't ever let me add to your list of problems I-"
"Stop talking." I beg softly.
"You have more important-"
"Iris stop." this time it's a pained rasp. I can't look at her. My hands continue to shake and every word that slips from her lips is a bomb going off in my head.
"Please, Noct if you'd look at me, you'd see I'm-"
"SHUT UP!" I bark as my hands grab her roughly by the head. My palms smash into her cheeks and my fingers strain as I stare down into her eyes with an intense glare.
"Noctis." The small girl quips breathlessly as she wraps her fingers around my wrists.
"I don't….have anyone close to me that isn't a servant." I snap. "All my friends work for me, and at the end of the day they'd die for me not because they want to but because the have to, no matter how good they are to me, no matter how long I spend with them, that never changes. They have to put my life before their own and….Iris I never...want to hear you talk like that...you're not my retainer, not a maid, not a….bodyguard. People I love are never straight with me because their problems might end up being mine and it's their job to keep me happy. I'm sick of it. You don't have to put my feelings before your own, my feelings, my life, you have a choice in the matter so-"
For a moment, Iris' brown eyes are wide and full of something assimilate to star-light. "You're such an idiot, Noct. I choose to hold some things back because you already have so much on your plate. I don't want to stress you out, and as for Glady, Ignis and Prompto, they love you. Yeah, the work for you but even if they didn't they'd lay down their lives for you...and they'd still hold back when it comes to their problems because they love you. That's why anybody does anything for you, silly." her tongue slips out and she wets her lips slowly, "It's not because they don't think you can handle it, and it's not because you're the prince...it's because when you care about someone you do everything you can to keep them happy and you share their pain so they don't have to endure it all on their own-"
"No one lets me share their pain, Iris. They ask if I'm alright and then drop the subject." I snap softly as the tip of my nose brushes against her's. "They don't tell me what their feeling, they wear masks, I just…"
"Noctis…" I can feel her cheeks getting warmer as they turn pink. "You can't blame them for that-"
"It's their job! I know!" I bark.
"That isn't what I was going to say and you know it." She whispers softly and I feel her breath against my lips. Her fingers are moving up and down my forearms now, tracing the tree like patterns of my veins as she speaks, "You're always so sullen, Noct and your smile is...such a miracle, you can't blame them for wanting to see more of it."
"Iris." I choke softly on the air in my own lungs.
"You want me to be straight with you about what happened?" she asks gently.
I nod slowly, and feel her bangs sifting into my own as I press my forehead against her's.
"I feel like I failed you and Glady, like I should have done more, I'm not like Talcott, I can fight and I just….didn't. I was afraid, Noctis. I had this grand idea of what my life here was going to be, I was gonna work and make my own way. I planned on helping Jared take care of Talcott, I was gonna make you all so proud and then those soldiers came through the city and started ripping everything apart...so I kept Talcott behind me and….I kept my mouth shut...because they'd killed so many people and...I wasn't ready to stop living when my life had finally started...so I was a coward...and I did everything they asked except give you up...I was so afraid to die...Noct...if I died...I'd never see you again."
Without thinking I close the small space between our lips and she squeaks into my mouth. "What the hell was that?" I murmur soft against her lips as her fingers tremble violently against the backs of my hands that still rest on either side of her face.
Another soft squeak slips from the depths of her tiny throat and my eyes search her's "Iris?"
Blush spreads from her ivory cheeks to the tips of her ears, poking slightly from between the strands of chocolate brown. Her hand moves to the collar of my shirt and she pulls me back into a kiss. Full, nervous lips move anxiously against my own as the taste of her lip gloss mixes with what I can only describe as need.
I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her close to me. We're moving at two different paces. Every move Iris makes is quick, and unpracticed. She buries her ivory fingers within the layers of my hair and pushes her full thigh between my legs. A small groan slips from my lips as I run my hand up the curve of her back, feeling over her shoulder blades through the cloth of her shirt. Unlike Iris I'm taking my time here, feeling her over and admiring the way she feels under my touch. Though, I can't deny, the way she's pulling my hair is making it hard to focus on taking my time.
The way she's kissing me is almost draining, it's like she's trying to suck the air from my lungs and I don't mind it. I'm dizzy. "Iris." I gasp against her gaping mouth. "Iris you're-"
"I can't-" she gasps softly, "I can't help it, Noct. I can't think of a time since the day we met where I haven't been in love with you, and right now I-"
Anger surges through my veins and I swing Iris around, slamming her back against her hotel room door. A loud thud bounces from one end of the corridor to another and I claim her mouth with a bruising kiss "Don't say that." my voice is a sneer as she moans into my mouth. "It's not fair!" I snap as her fingers cling to the back of my jacket, reaching over my shoulders, trying to pull me closer. "Do you hear me?" I growl in between rough, wet kisses. Her tender tongue brushes against my own and a fire pools inside my belly. "Do you-" She kisses me with a passion as her fingers tangle in the strands of my black hair. "Understand-" I groan as she slams her tongue down my throat. My hand grips her thigh aggressively, as I slam her harder into the door. A small gasp escapes the depths of her throat and I capture her face in my hand, my thumb pressing into her left cheek while the other four digits pressed into the right. "It's not fair."
"You told me to be straight with you." She whispered breathlessly, her small pink tongue coated in my salvia practically hanging out of her mouth as she panted.
Our eyes meet and her hand drops back onto the door knob. She gives it a twist and I shift forward, kicking the door shut behind me. I reach back and lock it with a twist of my fingers. The door is shut and locked, she's mine now, in this room, behind this door, in this moment, Iris is mine and I am her's and nothing else exists until it ends and that door opens again.
Shrouded in darkness as shadows pour into the room, I push Iris against the closed door and trail hungry kisses down the hollow of her throat as my fingers shift beneath the hem of her shirt, feeling over the tender flesh of her naval. Her sweet moans fill the air and chills roll up my legs, fanning the fire building up inside of me. "N-Noct." She quips, nudging her head against mine, trying to push me back. "Please, it feels-"
A smirk contorts my lips as I disappear and materialize behind her, my back to the door and her back to my chest. I feel her stiffen as I wrap my arms tightly around her and begin my oral assault on the most sensitive part of her neck. The moans that spill out of her this time around are heated, and uncontrolled. Oh Iris, you have no idea what that sound is doing to me. My mouth continues to work down the curve of her neck, stopping where her clothing begins. A squeak spills out of her as her knees knock together and her body squirms against my own. "N-Noct...y-you're abusing your powers." she moans.
"What can I say?" I murmur, pulling at the shoulder of her vest with my fingers to expose more of her skin. "I'm not exactly responsible." my teeth graze her flesh and she arches into me.
"I've never...done...anything like this before."
"That's okay. Neither have I."
"Really?" She squeaks.
"Yeah, I'm kind of….engaged." when I say it I feel the shame fill my eyes and I'm glad she can't see my face.
Iris swallows so hard I hear it clear as day, "R-right...should we...should we stop?"
"I'm engaged, I'm not in love."
"Noctis, don't…"
I turn her toward me, keeping a strong arm hooked around her waist."I haven't seen her since I was eight years old, Iris."
"But-"
"And even back then, I was interested in her because she was the only other kid I ever got to spend any time with. This marriage...it's a marriage of convenience…"
"Noct...if you keep talking….you'll be miserable all your life! Some things should just never be said and-"
"It's not real." I pull her into a kiss, and she balls the lapels of my jacket up in her hands, pushing them against my chest. "This is real. I've known you every day since the day we met, she's hardly even a memory, she's pages of a notebook, you...are standing here in front of me."
"Say her name...look me in the eye and say her name Noctis...and if you can I'll-"
"There's only one name I want to say right now." I push her hard against the door and slam my tongue down her throat as my hands guide her legs around my waist. As the kiss deepens I can feel Iris melting against me. She doesn't want to talk about why we shouldn't do this anymore. My fingers run up her exposed thighs as her skirt rides up and I feel her legs tighten around my waist.
Iris' hands continue to cling to my jacket and I smirk as I capture her wrist and whisper "Do it."
Pink highlights her beautiful features, even in the dark I can see the way she blushes. With one bold shift of her hands, Iris casts my black jacket to the floor, somewhere it will be forgotten until morning. "It's just my jacket." I murmur softly against her cheek, trailing kisses down to her delicate jaw line.
"Y-yeah, so?" She gulps between excited breaths.
"So I can feel your heart-beat through your clothes." I tease as I lay my hand down where her heart beats rapidly.
"Noct-" She whimpers and I shift the hand I've laid on her chest over just a bit and palm her plump breast. The soft mound is full and heavy in my hand as I bring my fingers down and squeeze her gently. Iris cries out and my cock throbs in immediate response.
"You're….so sensitive."
"I-I'm pretty sure it's...just...you." her pink lips form an innocent smile and it drives me wild.
"Better be." I murmur, throwing her down on the bed. It shifts under my weight as I crawl up onto it. The comforter is a pastel blue covered in a floral pattern, It reminds me of Iris, of sunlight. I settle between her legs and kiss the side of her knee, trailing soft bites and kisses down the inside of her thigh. Every small move I make causes her to buck and shift.
"Noct!" she giggles. "Stop it! Tha-that actually tickles."
My blue eyes shift upward, to look at her, to see the innocence on her face. I can't believe anyone can giggle like that with their legs spread, exposing a pair of black and white striped panties. Does she even realize how exposed she is? Probably not. Though, I didn't really notice until now either. Iris is soaked, and the shape of her most intimate place is outlined perfectly in the flimsy striped material covering it.
"What are you staring at?" she asks biting her lip as she stares down at me.
I don't answer her, instead I shift upward and place a kiss on her womanhood through her clothes. Her hips shift and her knees try to come together as she knots her fingers in my hair. "Noctis this is embarrassing!" She squeals.
My tongue slips out of my mouth and licks upward, pushing softly against her. Iris' head falls back and I feel her start to relax. Her breathing evens out as I curl my fingers into the crotch of her panties and drag it to the side, exposing her flesh. She's beautiful, pink and practically glistening with need. There's a small amount of dark hair and I can't help but smirk as I press a kiss to the small pink bulb that is her clit. A squeak slips from her lips and I roll my tongue over her cunt, licking up her want.
"O-Oh god Noct!" she whines softly, rolling her hips upward excitedly.
I wish I weren't, but I know I'm blushing, I can feel my cheeks heating up. When she moans, it makes every hair on my entire body stand on end. She lights my soul on fire.
As my tongue mulls her over, lapping up all she is, caressing her entrance and fondling her most tender flesh, Iris' moans quiet and she breathes, long shaky breaths. Delicate ivory fingers move through the layers of my hair and she bites her lower lip "Aha!"
I glance up, not taking my mouth off of her for even a second. She's covered her mouth with one hand. Her pretty brown eyes are full of lust and need and me. A violent tremor rolls through her legs and I shift backward, leaning up onto my knees, I push her legs upward, so her knees press against her chest. The sweet girl's head whips to the side and she keeps her mouth covered as my hands guide her panties down her thighs. The flimsy fabric catches on her toes and she squeaks. "Are you alright?" I ask softly as I discard her underwear to the floor with my jacket.
She doesn't answer, only nods without turning her head to look at me. A small, admittedly sadistic chuckle escapes my smirking lips as I watch her, "Are you sure?"
"Mhmmm." She squeals nervously still looking away.
"Iris." I tease. "It's impolite not to look at someone when they're talking to you, and it's treason when it's me."
She cracks a smile and I press my thumb against her clit, rubbing circles over it in a rhythmic pattern as she writhes beneath me. "Noctis you jerk!" She rasps as her eyes finally meet mine.
"Jerk?" I smirk.
"Yeah...y-you've got me almost naked and you're still-"
A glint fills my eyes and I release her legs, pulling her into my lap "Still what?"
Iris blushes and looks into my eyes "Still fully dressed."
"Now, whose fault is that?"
"It's...you're you...and….I" her words come out in the form of a blurt. "Treason." she teases, sticking her tongue out at me.
"You're afraid to undress me because I'm a prince?"
"No….that's not it at all, actually. I was just teasing about the treason." she presses a kiss to my ear lobe and a shiver rolls down my spine.
"Treasons not a game, Iris." I can't help teasing her, though I know even if I hadn't joked earlier, the smile on my face would give me away. She makes it so easy to smile. "What is it though?"
"I told you, I've loved you….as long as I can remember and-"
"You worried I won't live up to your standards?"
"Like that would ever happen...I'm just nervous in general." her brown eyes lid as she curls her fingers under the hem of my shirt.
"Just do it, like you did with the jacket, no big deal."
"Your skin is under here….it's not like the jacket." She bites her lip.
My eyebrows raise and I pull her hand under my shirt, guiding her fingers over my stomach and up to my chest. Pink streaks across her cheeks and I swallow the knot in my throat. "Now you're making me nervous." I muse, my blue eyes shifting to the side.
"You were so confident a second ago." Iris rasps as she places her hand on the side of my face.
"Yeah, you have that effect on me."
"Since when?" She pushes her lips against mine.
"About fifteen minutes ago." I burry my fingers in her dark hair and pull her ontop of me. The sound of our lips rushing against each other fills the room and the bed creaks as we rock our bodies together.
"You never thought of me...before?" The Amicitia girl asks into my mouth.
"I don't really think about...banging." I mumble.
Her eyebrows raise in surprise and she moves to open her mouth only to have me interrupt before she can say anything. "I know, I know. I'mma' guy. I guess I never really got out of the video games and comic book stage. I'mma' prince. I was never gonna get to choose who I married...or slept with anyway. It was always gonna be some rich guy's' daughter or a princess from somewhere else. A stranger. In this case it's not a complete stranger...I guess, but she may as well be. Either way, I never had any reason to look at women like that." I furrow my brow in thought and drag my teeth against her pink lower lip, "I mean, you were one of my only friends and I cared about you….but….the way you said...you were afraid to die...because you might never see me again...it got me thinking...I feel the same…"
Iris' arms wrap around my neck and I can feel her strength. Her lips lay down on mine and our tongues rush out to meet one another. There is no more space left inside my shorts. Everything feels constricted and overheated. My cock throbs violently against the fabric of the boxers constraining it. Her body is crying out in it's own way, I can feel it in the way she breathes, I hear it in the soft whimpers that spill from between her plump pink lips every time we break apart for air.
"Yeah, I think I know what you mean." Iris straddles my hips and pulls me close. "Sometimes ya don't notice things until someone spells em' out for ya, You're pretty dense, Noct." Finally, she's not afraid anymore and she pulls my t-shirt up over my head. Brown eyes shine like the stars as she looks me over.
"See, nothin' special." I smile at her teasingly.
"Stop it, you're perfect." her warm mouth attaches to my adams apple and my eyes close. Small mewls slip from her lips as she sucks gently at the hallow of my throat, trailing kisses down my chest as her hands slide up and down my sides. She's fire on my skin. I lay back and let her have her freedom, she's on all fours now and her bubble butt is sticking up in the air. The further down my torso she gets, the higher she sticks her ass up and the harder I get for her. Fuck, Iris.
When her soft pillowy lips brush my navel my hips lift off the bed and my breathing shudders. "Iris." I murmur.
Innocent eyes turn up toward my face and she gazes at me through a curtain of long dark lashes "Can I?" she quips and I think I'm going to burst.
I nod my head slowly and swallow a huge knot deep in my throat. The rustle of clothing carries on the air as she unbuttons my shorts with shaking hands. "Whoops." She squeaks.
"What's wrong?" I rasp.
"Your boots." Iris shifts gears and starts unlacing my boots. Right. Right. Right. Fucking shoes. Unlike the rest of our clothing, my boots make a loud thud as she throws them across the floor with a tiny giggle.
Once that's taken care of she starts to pull my pants down my hips and I can see that she's bitten her lip. "Have you ever seen…" my voice trails off. I really just want to measure her comfort levels.
"Um...once….I have a brother….when ya live together...ya walk in on...all kinds of stuff."
"I am so sorry." I muse.
She swallows hard and blushes deep, "It's okay, it happens." in one quick motion, she casts my shorts to the floor and my cock slips through the opening in my boxers. It's swollen and throbbing. Hot beads of white drip from the tip and my veins pulsate.
"Noct…" She whispers breathlessly. "That almost looks...painful…"
It is. "I'm alright, don't worry." I murmur.
Her pink lips wrap around my swollen tip and I grit my teeth, suppressing a soft moan. Warmth floods the most intimate part of me and my senses stand on end. I drop one hand back and grab a hold of the headboard. She's teasing right now, testing the waters and seeing how I react. Her tiny tongue is prodding my head, running small hot circles over the tender flesh as my eyes lid and I stare up at the ceiling, trying to gather my baring.
A small mewl befalls her lips and a slurping sound meets my ears as she takes half of me into her mouth. More warmth, more fire. Oh Iris. "Does that feel okay?" She asks softly around my shaft.
"Y-yeah." I quip breathlessly as my legs tense up.
"Is there anything….you want me to...do?"
"Lick up the sides...a...and…"
"Noct…" she smiles innocently as her fingers wrap around my base. "Are you embarrassed?"
"Be nice, Iris, I didn't do this to you."
"Maybe you just underestimated what I could take." She sticks her tongue out and runs it from where her fingers begin, wound so tightly around me, and drags the wet, tender organ all the way back up to my tip. Agonizing. Slowly. Iris. Please.
A moan breaks from the depths of my throat as she takes my cock down her's. The warmth and wetness is overwhelming. Her always anxious tongue is twisting and turning against the underside of my length and I buck into her mouth excitedly. Pleasure waves roll through my legs and make me weak in the knees as Iris moans around me.
I can't help loving the way she looks right now. Her cheeks are a feverish pink and her lip gloss is coating me, smearing across her pretty face and her eyes, are so full of determination, she's determined to make me cry out for her. She wants me to beg, I can feel it in the impatient way she takes me into her throat, harder, faster with each move only to slow down when she doesn't get the reaction she wants.
It's bliss. She doesn't know it but It's killing me not to let my jaw fall slack, and let it all out. I'm only refusing because I like to watch her try. She's never discouraged, always so cheerful. I move my fingers into her hair and she moans for me once more. This time, when our eyes meet, her's are full of nothing but devotion and it makes me dizzy.
One move downward and my mouth drops open, but she's not getting me that easily. I phase through her, materializing behind her as blue sparks from my after image dance through the air, falling like ash. My hands run up her thighs and I fondle her pert ass cheek through the fabric of her skirt. Iris arches into me and squeaks "Noct, that's so unfair! I had you! I felt it- mmm" she moans and I pull her toward me so her back is against my chest as I pull her top off. Underneath, she's wearing a solid black bra with a white floral pattern adorning her c-cups.
Soft pink highlights her shoulders as I nibble at her collar bone, kissing and sucking on her skin as my hands shift beneath the cups of her bra, fondling her soft mounds with anxious fingers. Sweet, mouth-watering moans escape her lips as Iris balls the comforter up in her hands. "I had to." I whisper against her ear as I fumble with the clasp of her bra. It slides down her arms and I throw it to the side as I push her forward and press my lips to her dripping cunt. "Iris." I whisper against her flesh.
"Ngh! Please d-don't- Noct mm-"
My lips form a smirk against her as my tongue parts her ivory folds, maneuvering gently over the little bundle of nerves that makes her cry out.
"Why?" She squeaks as her hips wiggle in an attempt to free herself from my grasp.
"You were mean." I tease. "Two can play." my tongue prods at her entrance and the taste of her sweet release washes over the inside of my mouth. Iris squeaks and I remind her softly, "Two can play."
"N-Noct! What do you want from me?" she moans as she pulls her knees together and reaches forward, pulling a pillow down so she can bite into it while I swirl my tongue around inside of her.
I reach forward and grab the pillow, stealing it away and casting it to the floor with all the other forgotten things in the room. "Scream." I murmur into her cunt. "For me." My eyes close and I wrap an arm around her waist and begin to grind my exposed cock against her wetness.
"Noctis...I...I can't...w...what if...someone...hears me...oh gods…" she's bitten her lip and her body is shaking with need.
"No one is gonna hear anything." I promise her as I lean forward a bit more, turning her head with my hand so I can capture her lips with my own. Her lips move against mine with a starved hunger and something seeps through, a depth, a yearning. The need she's suppressed for so long. How could I have ever denied her? She makes me so weak.
Without warning, Iris breaks the kiss and twists her body around, pushing me onto my back as her hands discard my boxers to the void that is the floor. We're both naked now. Exposed to one another completely.
She stares down into my eyes and blushes softly "I know you said...you don't think about this stuff or whatever but...do you maybe...have…"
I blink twice, clearing my head and nod as I swallow hard "Y-yeah. I do actually. Gladio doesn't believe in going anywhere without one and Ignis doesn't believe anyone can be too careful so...they both make sure…"
The tiny girl climbs off of the bed, one leg at a time and goes searching through the dark for my shorts. I bite my lip and watch her as she bends down, teasing me with a wiggle of her hips. "Found it." She smiles as she crawls back on top of me.
"Noct…"
"Iris?" I ask looking into her eyes.
"Are you sure...I mean-"
I press my lips to hers and snatch the condom from her hand. Once she's underneath me again, I tear the packet with my teeth and roll the latex sleeve over my throbbing erection. She bites her lower lip and places her hands on my chest. "It's going to hurt." I whisper as I position my tip against her entrance.
"I know." She smiles sweetly and knots her fingers in my hair. "I can take it." As she speaks her hips shift toward mine and I inhale sharply. "I want it." She moans sweetly.
Slowly, inch, by inch I slip inside of her. When I tear through her innocence, tears line her eyes and I bite my lip "Do you...want me to stop?"
Her right hand stays on my arm, nails digging into my flesh as her left hand stays buried in my thick hair, pulling so hard pain pricks my scalp. "N-no. Don't stop. I can take it." She whimpers as hot tears roll down her cheeks. I sink deeper into her womanhood and roll my hips slowly, kissing her tears away as I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her body close to mine.
A small squeak slips from her lips and she squirms beneath me "It doesn't hurt so bad."
"Then why are you crying?" I rasp feeling my heart ache.
"Because I'm happy, silly." She pulls me into a kiss and wraps her legs firmly around my waist. I move into her and she trembles for me, moaning needily into my mouth. Her eyes close and her tongue rolls over my teeth, she's exploring. This is different, she feels amazing, I feel safe, like nothing bad can happen anymore.
Our movements are shaky and unpracticed. Nothing is timed the right way. Though, as my hands roll over the curves of her body, we find a rhythm and it's perfect. Cries of passion bounce from wall to wall as her delicate fingers grab at my shoulder blades. I slam into her as hard as my body will allow and sweat starts to bead up near my hairline. It drips down the bridge of my nose and I almost feel bad.
I'm covered in sand, dirt and all the other wondrous musks nature offers. She doesn't seem to care how filthy I am though. Iris presses her face into my sweat slicked chest and moans as she nips and kisses my collarbone. Every time her hands find a new place to cling, my neck, my hair, my shoulders, my back...I feel her silently claiming me. Every scratch, bite and kiss is a brand. Her passion is all consuming, and it drowns the world out. I begin to claim her as well, more than taking her innocence can ever account for. My mouth trails over every inch of her exposed flesh as I thrust into her. Her moans are all the fuel I need to keep going. I taste her tears, her sweat, a mix of our saliva as it drips from her chin.
We're all over each other, as if we're trying to become one person. Not one single inch of skin goes untouched and we explore with wanton fingers.
"I love you!" She rasps. "I love you so much, Noctis." every word is a gasp, she can't breathe and neither can I.
"Iris." I quip as I cup her face in my hands and kiss her lips softly. Her legs tighten around me and I whimper into her mouth. The bed creaks and I pour myself into her needy body. As I do, Iris convulses violently around me and slams her tongue down my throat. "Oh Noct!" she cries sweetly and I press a kiss to her bangs, pushing them away with my fingers, I lay my cheek against her forehead and pant softly, not wanting to pull out of her just yet.
Her chest rises and falls with the violent tempo of her breathing and she laces her fingers with mine. "Will you sleep here with me...tonight?"
I nod my head slowly.
"Thank you." a small smile presses her soft lips and I slip out of her, crossing the room into the tiny bathroom. I drop the condom into the small trash can beside the sink and turn on the sink water, rinsing myself off slowly.
Iris appears in the doorway and tips her head to the side "That's not gonna cut it, Noct. We both need a shower." she muses between labored breaths.
I nod my head and turn off the sink. She's right. Iris starts the shower and I climb in behind her. Dirt and a small amount of blood twists down the drain in a mix of red and grey. My eyes focus on the way her body glistens as water droplets travel down it.
"Your turn!" She chirps.
I kiss her cheek and phase through her naked body, materializing beneath the shower head. I feel her resting her forehead against my back as she places her hand just above my stomach. My fingers lace with hers and I murmur, "What is it?"
"I just….hope….you don't regret this." She squeaks.
"Not a chance." I promise as my hair clings to my wet cheeks. "Seriously, Iris. thank you. For everything."
Laying in bed, Iris rests her head on my chest and I keep a strong arm wrapped around her delicate shoulders. "Have you been sleeping alright...since…" her voice trails off.
I shake my head. "No, I haven't slept much since everything happened."
"I'm sorry, Noct."
"I'll sleep tonight." a small smile creeps across my lips as I caress her cheek with my fingers.