*Continued by popular request.

THE ARRANGEMENT

CHAPTER 1

King Noctis panted hard as he gripped the hips of his queen as she rode him. The dragoon's strong legs trembling as Aranea clamped down around him, drawing him in further. He sat up, taking one of her nipples in his mouth as she raked her fingers through his hair. Reaching down her scarred back he gripped her curvaceous ass and thrust up into her hard. He was so close.

"Do it," she said breathlessly, her silver hair stuck to her face with sweat. She shifted her hips just so and Noctis saw white as he came. A few shuttering moans later he lay back onto the bed as Aranea slid off him and lay at his side. She brushed his hair out of his face with a slender, calloused finger. "Well done my King."

Noctis tilted his head toward her and smiled. "You too." He hadn't been sure what to expect of the former mercenary after their wedding. She knew their union wasn't based on love (though he respected her) or for political gain. She understood that he'd come to prefer his Crownsguard over anyone else. And she understood that she was essentially there as a baby maker in exchange for the title of Queen and all that entailed.

And Aranea was totally content with that.

She had some added conditions of course. Biggs and Wedge were to get their own luxurious quarters in the Citadel. Once the heir was old enough to be away from their mother Aranea was free to go be the Hunter Queen she was. In the future she may be encouraged to bear another heir, but that would be discussed at a later date.

Ignis also suggested a clause added that Aranea and Noctis could have whatever bed warmers they wanted so long as nobody outside the marriage got pregnant and their partners would be regularly screened for STD's.

Leave it to Ignis to be wildly practical about bastards and diseases.

It made sense considering Noctis didn't seem to be the only one who had the habit of sharing his bed with more than one person at a time. He obviously suspected Biggs and Wedge, but didn't see a reason to ask. She never outright asked him about his other lovers either, though it was obvious that she knew.

What an interesting arrangement they had.

"Penny for your thoughts?" she asked after he'd been staring at the elaborate ceiling for too long.

"Hmm?" Noctis was drawn back to the here and now. His post coital mind had been wandering. "Oh, actually I was just thinking of baby names."

She chuckled and smacked his shoulder. "Really, what were you thinking about?"

He chuckled back. Despite the whole scenario she had proven to be pleasant company and a generous lover. Noct had to admit that he was warming up to her. "No, really I was."

A smile crept to her lips. "We've only been at it for a fortnight."

"Can't hurt to think about it."

"Well, so long as you don't go naming him or her some boring name of a king or queens past I'm alright with it. I don't want my child to be the third or fourth of anything, Night Light."

That was the nickname she'd come to call him by when nobody was around. Noctis was warming up to that too.

"I think you'll like the choices I've been thinking of," he said.

"Oh? Care to tell me?"

"Well, if it's a girl…"

The Master of Ceremony, Commander of the Kingsglaive, and the Refugee Liaison sat around the small café table in their civilian clothes. They'd arrived a few minutes apart from one another to give the illusion that they hadn't all emerged from the same apartment only twenty minutes before.

Shortly after Noctis and Aranea's wedding Ignis arranged to rent a small apartment in the north business district not far from the Citadel. The room was small, but luxurious. It fit the king size bed with room to spare and had a very respectable kitchen for the space available. Plus it had jets in the oversized soaker tub. An unexpected perk.

While those who attended the wedding were privy to the fact that it was a marriage of convenience, they still didn't want the King's (and by proxy their) relationship being on the cover of the local tabloids.

So far the news of the Hunter Queen and the secret wedding that almost nobody was invited to was still the main focus of gossip. That being said they hadn't been able to see Noctis much after the nuptials. Other than scheduled trainings, meetings, and official business of course.

Their orders of coffee came and Prompto scooped a large spoon of sugar into it before adding milk. Ignis drank his black while Gladio only added a bit of cream. "I don't know how you guys drink coffee without sugar," said the blonde.

Ignis blew in his cup and took a small sip. "Well Prompto, have I ever told you that how one drinks their coffee reflects what kind of person they are?"

Prompto considered this a moment. "So… does that mean I'm light and sweet?"

"Indeed," said Ignis.

"Strong and bold for me then," said Gladio. "What about you, Iggs?"

Ignis took a small sip and put his mug down before saying, "Bitter."

Prompto almost choked on his coffee as Gladio burst out laughing. Only the slightest smirked grazed Ignis' lips.

When Prompto was able to breathe again he leaned over the table. "Did you just tell a joke? Oh my gods I gotta tell that one to Noct later."

"Another meeting?" asked Gladio when he stopped laughing.

Prompto shook his head. "Nah, I'm just gonna see him for a minute. The tabloids are all in a huff that none of the press got pictures of Aranea's wedding dress. Considering the rage that Luna's dress caused before she ever wore it I can see what they mean. Our illustrious queen wants to set up a quick photo shoot in her wedding dress to shut the press up. I'm just gonna see Noct to set up a time."

"You couldn't do that over the phone?" asked Ignis.

"Of course he could," said Gladio. "He's trying to sneak a moment alone."

Prompto turned a touch darker as he glanced around, making sure nobody in the café could hear them. "Wouldn't you? We really haven't seen him socially since the wedding. He's been busy."

"Well, don't get too eager," said Gladio. "We'll get him back eventually once he's put a bun in the oven."

Ignis scowled at him. "You make it sound so romantic."

Gladio finished his coffee and waved to the waiter for a refill. "This is Highwind we're talking about. She did try and kill us once."

Prompto could tell Ignis was getting perturbed. "She also worked with us a great many times as well. Don't forget that." A pause and then. "Do I detect some jealousy?"

The waiter refilled their coffee and said the food would be out shortly before departing again.

"Maybe a little," Gladio admitted.

Prompto didn't say anything, but honestly he was a little jealous of both of them. Aranea for getting Noct, of course, but also for Noctis landing Aranea Highwind. She was strong, gorgeous, lethal, and completely out of Prompto's league.

The mental image of the two of them being intimate together flashed across Prompto's mind's eye, but he pushed it aside to avoid any awkward boners in the open air café. He'd save that thought for later, when he was alone.

Noctis arrived at his personal office early to meet Prompto. Thankfully the earlier appointments he'd had that morning flew by, buying him an extra couple minutes with his best friend. Fortunately Prompto got his text and arrived shortly after he did.

"Hey," said the blonde as they walked into his office and shut the door.

"You got here quick," said Noctis as he took off his long outer jacket and hung it up. "I think I might just start wearing a black suit around. These damned formal uniforms have too many layers. I don't know how Dad did it for so long."

Prompto pouted. "Aww, but you look so regal."

"You would too if you wore fifteen pounds of wool blend." Noct rubbed his shoulder. "Anyway, thanks for coming down so quick. How're the guys?"

"Busy. You should come out and check out the new pad some time."

Noct read that as 'We've been missing you.'

"I will when things have returned to normal around here."

Prompto raised an eyebrow. "What's this 'normal' you speak of?"

Noct opened his mouth to respond, but then closed it again. There really wasn't anything normal about what was going on. Changing the topic he asked, "So, Aranea was wondering if you could do the photo shoot in the throne room about an hour before sunset. Maybe a few on the balcony."

Prompto cleared a spot and sat on the oversized desk, facing his king. "That sounds good. The sun should be coming right through the windows at that time, pending any foul weather. You gonna be there?"

"Sadly, no. An illustrious new restaurant is opening in the east district and they requested my presence for the ribbon cutting." Noctis rolled his eyes. "Never a dull moment."

"Bummer."

Noctis casually walked up to his friend, slowly making his way in between the blonde's knees. He didn't have time for anything intense, but he had been missing the contact as of late. Prompto smelled good. "New cologne?" he asked, placing his hands on his friend's hips.

"Yeah, just got it the other day," he said as Noct rubbed his thumbs over the hidden star tattoos on Prompto's hips. "You like?"

"I do," he said before leaning down into a casual kiss. Prompto retaliated as expected, reaching his arms around Noct's shoulders, pulling him closer. Soon the kiss deepened and tongues joined the mix. Eventually Prompto's back made contact with the fine wood of the table as they slowly ground into each other. Noctis had just had sex this morning, but the familiar feel of his friend-turned-lover began to coil desire back into him as if it was their first time together again.

Unfortunately, the alarm on the phone in Noct's back pocket pulled them back from the moment. Noct gave Prompto one more kiss before reaching for his phone and sliding the dismiss button. He sighed. "I have to go. We'll have to resume this sometime soon. Yes?"

Freckled face flushed Prompto sat up and tried to make himself look presentable again. "Hopefully sooner than later."

"I hope so too."

"Oh hey, real quick question."

"Yeah?"

"How do you like your coffee?"

X~X~X

Well, I'm back. By popular request this another saga in my series that started with one dumb game of Never Have I Ever and a few beers. Plenty more to come. Feel free to check out the other fics in this saga while you wait for the next chapter. It'll be coming up soon.

Shenanigans and smut about.

And maybe even the pitter patter of feet.