This chapter kinda turned into pure smut. But nonetheless, I hope you enjoy!
Lunafreya shifted from her place nestled next to Noctis, rolling her stiff shoulder to bring sensation back to her arm. She looked over to where her friends had been sitting to find it empty, her eyes searching a clock to see the time before remembering the time displayed on her phone and removed it from her pocket.
"Noctis… we should probably move to the bedroom. It's a bit late." She stretched, feeling a few a pop in her arm and her neck, rolling hear head to ease some of the tension from sleeping so awkwardly.
"I'm cozy." He mumbled, nestling deeper into his corner of the couch.
"You'd be cozy sleeping outside so long as you had a shirt to roll up as a pillow. I'm going to go to bed." She replied before standing, stretching with her hands on her lower back. She heard a whine and looked behind her, seeing Noctis reaching for her. "You aren't going to pull be back to the couch. Should you wish to join me I'll be in our bedroom." She answered, giving him a small wink and a smile. He whined again and she rolled her eyes, refusing to give in to discomfort merely to appease him, the ache in her neck too strong to compromise with a night on the couch. She picked up her shoes, and started walking to the bedroom.
The walk was short, but the ache in her knees and the numbness growing in her calves left her relieved at the brevity. She walked over to the closet, placing her shoes inside before making her way to the bed and pulling herself up with a slight groan, wondering why their bed had to be so tall. She shifted onto her side, pulling the blankets up to her shoulder and sighing as she finally let herself relax, the tension in her neck fading. It wasn't long until she heard familiar footsteps, and the mattress shifted as a warm body climbed in beside her.
"I thought you were cozy on the couch?" she asked, turning over to look at him.
"I missed you." He insisted. She smiled and shifted closer to him to place a kiss on his cheek,
"We've been apart all of five minutes my silly King." She chuckled, and lifted himself onto his forearms crawling forward so he was leaning over her.
"I still missed you." He whined again before ducking down to meet her lips, feeling her chuckling under his kiss and pulled away with a pout, "have I lost my touch?" he asked, a grin on his own face as he looked down at her smile.
"Perhaps remind your Queen what her King's touch does to her?" she suggested, eyes narrowing as they tugged into match her sly grin. Noctis ducked in again, nipping at her bottom lip until she opened her mouth, his tongue clashing with hers as her arms tightened their hold and pulled him down to her. He felt her hips shift beneath him and her knees pressed into his hips before lifting to wrap around him and pull him entirely down against her.
"Guess I haven't lost my touch, but didn't realize it worked quite that fast. Thinking naughty thoughts?"
"Be nice." She shot back. "I missed you too."
"I thought we were only apart for five minutes and I was silly for missing you?"
"I suppose I'm allowed to be silly too." She suggested with a shrug, biting on her bottom lip and squeezed his hips harder with her knees, "and you do make me lose my senses." She quirked a brow and he kissed her roughly, and she felt the stubble on his cheek rub against her skin he dragged his lips over her cheek to her neck,
"I know how you make you lose them even more." He whispered against her skin, nipping at her lightly before sucking at her neck,
"You'll leave a mark…" she whispered absently, turning hear head away and arching into him. He hummed against her neck, biting at her again in answer, causing her to hum back. She rolled her hips from beneath him, her toes grazing the skin of his legs though the fabric of his pants. She could feel the pressure against her in response to her touch and sighed arching her back as she pulled him closer.
"You have cover-up." He answered her, sucking at the spot on her neck that he had nipped, feeling her arch beneath his tongue, feeling a quiet moan beneath his lips. "you really sure you want me to stop?" he asked, and felt one of her hands wind into his hair, fingers curling and he smirked at the slight discomfort. "I'm taking that as a no." She moaned again and gave him another roll her hips and he responded in hind with a roll of his own, applying the pressure just where she was looking for and her voice finally found its way from her throat. He lowered himself closer to her, his weight bearing down on her as he slid one arm under the hem of her dress, pushing it up past her hips, moaning a bit as the garment snagged under her until she lifted her hips, allowing him to push it up further. His hands felt her, using the light touches and teasing pinches he knew would drive her wild, refusing to answer the way she wiggled beneath him, loving teasing her until she was nearly tearing his clothing off in her haste.
She sat up, pulling her dress over her head and casting it aside, her hands running down his back to tug at the hem of his shirt, giggling when he kissed her, forcing her onto her back. He parted with her reluctantly when his shirt was bunched up under his arms and she continued to tug, awkwardly leaving the shirt partially removed and caught on his head. He sat up, pulling off his shirt and casting it aside, and lifted a brow at Lunafreya who was laughing at him, feeling quite confused until she reached up to fuss his hair and could only imagine how unruly it was with the way she caught his shirt over his head. Her hands quickly traced the center of his back, hooking her thumbs under the waist of his pants, giving them a test tug, and whined slightly when she realized there was no removing them until she dealt with his belt first. Her hands slid along his skin, biting down on her bottom lip as Noctis met her eyes, her hands fumbling at his belt and any pretense of sensuality was lost after several moments she failed to free the belt from the notch.
"Honestly!" she admonished, feeling her cheeks heat up as she gave up, hands slapping the bed as Noctis reached for the belt and loosened it. Lunafreya reached back up but Noctis grabbed her wrists, pinning them beside her head, kissing her fiercely, tongue tasting her, teeth grazing her lip.
"You just lie back." He whispered, and she felt goosebumps rush down her arms in a sudden chill, toes curling as her imagination went wild thinking what Noctis could have in mind for her. Her fingers curled but her hands remained where he placed them on either side of her head, watching with rapt attention as Noctis slid his pants off, intentionally leaving his boxers on just to frustrate her, she was sure. Gods-damnit he loved to tease her, and she couldn't decide if she loved it or hated it. He leaned in to kiss her again, his lips grazing down to her throat, and kissed the small pink bite mark that was surrounded by a deep shade of red from the way he had sucked at her throat, and he chuckled, his hand coming up to the side of her neck, thumb brushing at the mark that would surely turn into a bruise by morning before sliding further up to play with her earlobe and cup her cheek. She wanted to reach up, to return these gentle gestures, but as soon as a hand moved he was quick to grip her wrist and pin it back down, repeating his earlier request. She whispered his name, and he pulled back to grin at her and wink before returning to his previous task.
His mouth moved down from her neck to her chest, and his tongue causing her to arch her back to encourage him. One hand continued to play with her ear or brush her neck, the other roughly gripped her thigh, fingers digging into her flesh before his thumbs would brush small gentle circles. She whimpered, wiggling her hips and lifting her leg to press her knee into his side again, and he chuckled, taking the hint. He shifted his fingers to where she was desperately yearning, setting her nerves ablaze and she nearly fell over the edge at the barest start of his touch. She whispered his name, and she returned in kind. She flexed her fingers, yearning to reach for him and return this bliss, to hear him moan against her ear and make those lustful sounds that were so un-Kingly she couldn't ever get enough. She whimpered, and her breathing became shallow and more rapid. With a grin, Noctis removed his hands from where they were, and she nearly yelped at the sudden loss of sensation, her knees pressing hard against him as she tried to recover from the brink he pushed her so close to only to draw back.
"Noct!" she chided, cheeks burning.
"Gods damn that look on your face is so hot."
"The look I make when I'm near ready to murder you?" she inquired. He merely laughed in reply and pressed a kiss just under her ribs, then above her navel, and just above her pelvis. Her breath began to hitch again, biting her lip as she had an idea of where he was going with this. Noctis kissed her again, letting his lips linger against her skin, and rested his forehead against her stomach. She's finally pregnant. The thought rose to his mind, and he wanted to enjoy this night, like very night since she gave him the news. There was no more urgency, or desperate hope. Merely her, her hands, her legs, her lips, her warmth. He wanted to drive her wild, and knew the way he had just teased her left her wanting.
"I love you." He whispered, gripping her hips, fingertips digging into her skin.
"For wanting to kill you?" she asked, now a bit confused by his flirting. He laughed, realizing his mistimed endearment and pressed another kiss to her stomach.
"I guess I should make it up to you." He answered. He trailed his kisses lower and she gasped, and strained to keep herself from pressing her knees into his head, or lifting her hands knowing he would merely press them back to the bed. Noctis groaned, feeling the intense pressure in his groin but wanted to draw things out and not join her just yet. He wanted it to last, to be about her. The woman who meant everything to him. His wife, his Queen, and soon-to-be mother of his child. "Because I do love you."
"I…" she wanted to respond in kind, but the things he was doing to her, the sounds he was making, was making rational thought and speaking quite difficult. She sighed, head lolling back against the pillow, her hands gripping it so tight her knuckles flushed white. Her right heel dug into the bed as her leg rocked. He didn't tease her this time, pushing her over the precipice of ecstasy, compounded by the previous denial. "I… I love you…" she panted as she came down from her cloud, blinking through blurred eyes. She reached for him, and this time he didn't stop her as she cupped his cheeks and ran her hands through his hair. He shimmied up in the bed so he was resting over her. "I don't think I'm the only one you've teased." She remarked as her hands trailed down his back, hooking the elastic of his boxers and playing with them until he sat back to pull them off himself, casting them aside with the rest of their clothing.
"You're trembling." He stated, kissing that spot below her ear.
"And whose fault is that?" she inquired.
"Hmm… I dunno." He answered.
"Well. If you find out, do tell him that he's quite the miracle worker." She smirked, and Noctis couldn't hide his cocky grin. She shifted beneath him and the sensation as she brushed against his hips was too much for him to push things off further, and let out a moan as he joined with her, needing to pause so things wouldn't end too quickly. After a few seconds he began to roll his hips, and quickly settled into a rhythm that had her writing beneath him. Her breathy whines and gasps were occasionally punctuated by his name. He lifted himself up so he could reach a hand between them, never creasing his movements as he saw to enhance her bliss with a well-placed thumb moving in rapid circles. Her quiet sighs finally breaking into a quiet moan told him he was on the right track, and he rested his forehead against her where her shoulder met her neck, her skin cool beneath his sweating forehead. He would pause when he felt he was too close to the edge, denying himself release to ensure this would be one hell of a night for his beloved. His hands worked when his hips rested, lips grazing the side of her neck. It was some time later when he finally rested beside her, spent and sated, the pair left exhausted and panting.
"What got into you…" Lunafreya asked with a sigh as she curled up to him, resting her head on his chest despite the light sheen of sweat and how she felt just a bit too warm snuggling up next to him.
"I'd ask you the same question but-" he stretched the last word, "we both know the answer to that."
"Noct!" she playfully slapped at his chest, shaking her head. She nestled back against his chest, her palm resting against him with her thumb tracing the line of his collarbone. "I could sleep for an entire day after that… not so sure my legs are going to work tomorrow." She sighed.
"I'm gonna day that as a compliment."
"To put it lightly." She chuckled. "I love you."
"Love you too."
