Chapter 4: Trouble in Paradise

A/N: Finally, Ignis gets some. LOL!

Ignis felt a tension in the air whenever Gladio and Ella were in the same room together. By the tones of their voices when they talked, there was a problem. He conveyed his problems to Freya, Ella's little sister and his lover, but she merely shrugged it off by saying that it was normal for couples to have disagreements. That calmed Ignis a little bit until the straw broke the camel's back one night.

He was roused from his fitful sleep by the sounds of shouting coming from Ella's room. He couldn't see what time it was but his body clock told him it was a little bit past midnight. What would anyone be doing up that late? Maybe it was his paternal nature getting the better of him, like it used to when he and the guys were camping, but it was far past bedtime. He got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom, listening to the arguing. He recognized Gladio's booming voice and Ella's shrill one and he wondered what they were arguing about.

"They've been doing that for the past half hour," Freya's voice was a whisper. "I don't mean to eavesdrop but I can hear them from the living room."

Freya must had been watching a movie when she heard the arguing start. She had a tendency to watch movies late at night on the weekends. She was a night owl and Ella went to bed earlier. He wondered what Gladio and Ella were arguing about.

"What's happening?" asked Ignis, bending to whisper in Freya's ear.

"I don't know," whispered Freya, sounding a bit annoyed. "They're interrupting my movie."

"Maybe we shouldn't listen," remarked Ignis, determined to be a gentleman no matter how loud they were.

"Yeah," said Freya, walking away from him. "Goodnight, Ignis. I'll be there after the movie is over."

"Right," said Ignis, nodding once and smiling. With that, he turned and walked back into his room, shutting the door behind him.

…

"Why are you making such a big deal out of this!?" demanded Ella, giving Gladio a blazing look.

When angry, Gladio looked imposing and fury seemed to radiate off of him. "When I say 'I love you', I expect to hear it back!" he retorted, arms crossed over his chest.

"You know how I feel!" shouted Ella, tears burning her eyelids. "Isn't that enough!?"

"I need to hear how you feel!" shouted Gladio, sounding loud enough for the neighbors to hear. "Why is it such a problem for you!?"

Tears started running down Ella's cheeks and her lips began trembling. "You wouldn't understand…" she whimpered, turning away from him.

"What wouldn't I understand!?" Gladio was still yelling and it made her wince. It was so loud that it probably woke the whole house up.

"Leave it alone, Gladio!" she cried, wiping her cheeks. "It's not your concern!"

At that, Gladio's voice softened a bit but he was still loud. "If we're going to have a life together, we need to be open with each other," he said, bending to look her in the eye. "Why won't you say 'I love you' back?"

"I've had a dismal view on love and relationships," she replied, looking down at her feet.

Gladio noticed that Ella was trying to shut him out. He recognized the body language: the way her arms were in front of her chest, how she wouldn't look him in the eye, and how her legs were trembling. Something was wrong.

"What's wrong, Ella?" he asked softly and it seemed the screaming match was over.

"My parents divorced when I was sixteen," she replied, finally opening up. "The only lessons I learned from that are never trust anyone again and don't fall in love. I already failed one of those lessons. In fact, I failed both of them."

"Why is that?" asked Gladio, needing some elaboration.

Ella began crying again and she gripped at his arms. "I love you…" she sobbed, her bottom jaw quivering. "I love you…I also learned to trust you." She collapsed into his chest and began crying into his tank top.

Automatically, Gladio wrapped his arms around her and bent down to kiss her head. "I love you too, Ella," he whispered, holding her close. "Don't shut me out again please."

"I won't," she whispered, resting against him and feeling her fight go out.

Gladio carried her to bed, feeling the fight burn out of him too. That was enough for one night. He was a warrior but he never wanted to fight with her again. He knew that there would be arguments but he never wanted to start them over trivial things.

"We'll never be like them," he whispered to her dozing form. "I love you, and I fight for the things I love." He pressed kiss to her forehead and went to turn the light off to go to bed himself.

…

The next morning, Gladio met up with Ignis to discuss the revelation he got last night. He knew Ignis was seeing Freya and Gladio had an inkling that Ignis knew about Ella from her sister. What he wondered was why didn't Specs tell him.

"So, Ella told you about her childhood last night?" asked Ignis, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yeah," sighed Gladio, narrowing his eyes. "My question is, why didn't you tell me?"

"I beg your pardon?" The innocence in Ignis's voice was not convincing.

"Don't bullshit me, Iggy," said Gladio roughly. "I know Freya told you about her past."

Ignis sighed and bowed his head. "It wasn't my place to tell," he said softly. "She had to tell you on her own."

"She cried," said Gladio, thinking back to her tears. "I don't like seeing her cry. It makes me nauseous."

"Why is that?" asked Ignis, cocking his head to the side.

"It hurts so badly that it makes me nauseous," explained Gladio, trying to put his thoughts in words. "When she cries, it makes my heart hurt. I want to shield her from pain. Remember, Iggy, I'm the shield. I was always the shield. I may not be shielding Noct anymore, but my status as a shield will never change. You know that."

Ignis smiled. "Yes, Gladiolus, I do know," he replied. "Always the stalwart and steady friend, no matter what."

Suddenly, Noctis came into the room with Luna, who looked rather happy. Gladio noticed there was a glow about her that seemed strange. True, Luna always looked pretty but she seemed to shine today. What was up?

"Hey, guys, where's Prompto?" asked Noctis, looking a bit excited.

"Right here," said the chipper blonde, walking out of his room. "What's up, Noct?"

Noctis and Luna exchanged an excited look. "Should you tell them, or should I?" asked Noct, blue eyes glowing with joy.

"I will," said Luna, placing a hand to her abdomen. "I'm pregnant."

Everyone's jaw seemed to drop at the same time in an almost comical fashion. Gladio and Prompto exchanged a look of shock before looking back at the king and his wife, who both seemed to bask in the glow of joy of expecting parents. Now Gladio got it. She was experiencing the maternal glow that many women had and talked about during pregnancy.

"Obviously, you three will be its uncles," informed Luna, sounding pleased.

Gladio decided to tease Noctis a bit for old times' sake. "I just can't believe the princess actually got Luna pregnant. I mean, who knew he could actually wield a sword." He smirked when Noctis gave him an affronted look.

"Hey!" he shouted, sounding defensive. "I know how to wield my sword just fine! More than fine, actually! Wait, what am I saying!?"

Luna broke down in laughter and had to hold on to Noct to keep herself from falling to the ground. Prompto giggled like a school girl and Ignis could barely conceal a smirk. Usually, Specs admonished Gladio for teasing Noct but he couldn't hold it back. It was too funny to not react to. Gladio smirked, knowing that he hit Noct's weak spot, and chuckled. Noct's face was bright red and he looked like he wanted to punch his pals. However, all the guys went to Noct and Luna and hugged them in congratulations. Noct was genuinely happy that his friends were happy for him. He never imagined he would be a father and it was a bit intimidating, but he defeated Ardyn and sacrificed himself in doing so. No matter the challenge, he would face it head on.

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Gladio and Ella weren't the only ones that had trouble in paradise. Freya was dying. She felt that if she and Ignis didn't hit the sack soon, she would spontaneously combust. They hadn't had sex yet and it was killing her. Every time he kissed her, she felt as if her stomach just went on fire and her body reacted to the kiss. She knew he could smell her arousal but he merely walked away with a triumphant smirk on his face. He was teasing her and she knew it. She didn't know a gentleman could be such a tease.

One night, Freya went into hers and Ignis's room and found him reading a book. If by reading, she meant Braille. She watched as his fingers brushed against each line with great precision and immediately got wet. Those fingers looked so deft, so precise, that it made her imagine what they could do to her. Ignis seemed to notice her presence because he lifted his head and his hand stopped.

"What is it, Freya?" he asked, looking at her but not seeing.

"How did you know it was me?" she asked, trying to sound suave.

Ignis smiled. "Everyone has a scent that I've memorized," he explained. "I recognize you by that perfume you wear. The one that smells like roses. I like it. What can I do for you?"

"Look, Ignis," said Freya, trying not to sound desperate. "I love you, you know that, right?"

Her words seemed to get Ignis's undivided attention. "Of course," he replied, keeping his voice even. "I love you too."

Freya smiled and her cheeks glowed with joy. "I'm not normally like this, but I have this need," she explained, wondering why she felt awkward for telling Ignis this. "I want to be with you in every way. I want to make love to you."

Now, Ignis looked really shocked but he didn't really express it out loud. "Are you sure?" he asked in a serious tone. "I want you to be sure."

"I'm sure," she answered him, giving him a desperate look even though she knew he couldn't see it. "Ignis, I want to love on you."

Ignis's cheeks went bright pink and he cleared his throat awkwardly, pushing his glasses up on the bridge of his nose as if it was habit. He didn't know how to respond to Freya's proposition and he sighed, feeling ashamed. He was ashamed of being blind, that he couldn't see her properly. He wanted to see her, even if it was only once.

"Freya…" he started, but he was cut off by her soft lips on his.

He reached up and stroked her face, feeling the smoothness of her cheek. As their kiss deepened, he moved his hands through her soft hair and slanted his lips across hers, his tongue brushing her lower lip. He heard a whimper come from Freya and that little cry fed to a dark fire that was starting to burn in his blood. Suddenly, Freya pulled back and began trailing kisses down his neck and chest, pulling his over shirt down his shoulders.

Ignis enthusiastically raised his arms over his head and Freya lifted his shirt over his head, bestowing kisses on his skin and running her hands over his lean muscles. His abdominals contracted under her touch and he groaned at her tender caresses, feeling delicious arousal burn in his belly. As her kisses trailed lower, Ignis felt his manhood beginning to harden and ache for her touch.

"Freya…" he moaned, his voice husky with arousal. "Please, darling…"

Freya smirked, knowing that she hit a sensitive spot, and continued her little quest down to his erection, which tented through his pajama pants. She kissed around the waistband of his pants and began pulling them down to expose his erection. Ignis groaned and fisted his hands, resisting the urge slam her onto his crotch. He helped with pulling his pants and boxers down to reveal his hardened manhood to her. When he didn't hear her say anything, he got nervous that he wasn't big enough for her.

"Wow, Iggy," she murmured seductively, wrapping a hand around his girth and giving it a pump.

Ignis let out a loud moan and began trembling under her touch. He had trysts before back when he was in Insomnia but none of them ever made him feel like this. Usually, he took the initiative when it came to sex, yet he didn't mind that Freya was being the dominant one. He wasn't sure what exactly was happening until he felt a warm mouth wrap around his hardened erection and take a big suck. Ignis's hips arched into her mouth and let out a throaty moan, running his hands through her hair.

Heat filled Ignis's body as her mouth moved up and down on his member, swallowing him whole. He was surprised that she didn't gag but he was glad she didn't. He didn't want to hurt her or make her uncomfortable. Freya let out a hum of satisfaction and he could feel it vibrate through his body, making him moan loudly. He felt his muscles tightening, which signaled that he was very close to releasing, and his head fell back, another moan coming from his open mouth.

"Freya," he panted, tightening his grip on her hair. "Love…if you don't stop, I going to come."

"Good," purred Freya, sounding like a nymph. "Then, do it."

At the sound of her voice, Ignis couldn't hold it back any longer. His hips thrust into her mouth and exploded, letting the spurts land on her tongue. Freya swallowed it all up and licked his member to clean the rest of it up. Ignis let out a loud and his body sagged against the bed, his heart racing.

"That was amazing, Freya…" he gasped, trying to catch his breath. "You didn't have to swallow it."

"I know," she replied, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, "but I wanted to. You always serve people so it's my turn to serve you."

Ignis smiled and affectionately caressed her cheek. "I love you, Freya," he whispered, feeling his heart swell with emotion.

"I love you too," she said, reaching up to put a hand on his cheek. "Now, lay back and let me continue serving you."

"No," said Ignis, pulling her to her feet. "It's my turn. I want to please you."

Freya smiled and laid down on the bed, pulling Ignis on top of her. Before Ignis could do anything, she gleefully stripped down, tossing her clothes off the bed, and showed her nude body off. Even though Ignis couldn't see it, he could still feel the warmth of her body and her curves. He could feel his member harden and erect again. He let his body search for her dripping entrance and he slid his erection into her tight vagina. A loud groan came from Ignis as her inner muscles tightened around him.

He braced himself and began slamming into her, feeling the sensations through every nerve of his body. Freya let out loud moans that bordered on screams and he took that as an incentive to pleasure her like a gentleman should. He placed his hands under her thighs and held her legs up to give him better leverage. He slammed into her, hitting that spot that made her scream out loud in pleasure, and he bent down to kiss her lips, kissing her in a harsh manner and letting his tongue fuck her mouth like he was doing to her vagina.

Freya let out a loud groan and she wrapped her arms around his waist, opening herself up to him. She let out cries of pleasure and bliss as tears of joy began to run down her cheeks. This was what she waited for, what she needed. The pleasure was indescribable and it made every nerve in her body catch on fire. Then, she remembered that there were other people in the house and she tried to be quiet. Ignis noticed it and knew that wouldn't do. No, he wanted to hear those lovely noises from her lips.

"My love, why are you being quiet?" he asked when he pulled back from their kiss.

"Ignis, we aren't the only ones living here," she replied, her voice shaking from impending release. "Ella's room is close by. I don't wanna keep them up."

Ignis smirked evilly. "This is just revenge for what I've had to put up with when it comes to Gladio and Ella," he remarked, sounding very devious. "I hope we can keep them up."

Freya smiled at him and began trembling. "Then, don't stop," she moaned, arching her back off the bed, gripping Ignis tightly.

Ignis picked up speed and he started moaning as well, feeling his release coming again, barreling like a train down the tracks. His thrusts became chaotic and he began surging into her, holding onto her as his release started to come. Ignis groaned as his thrusts grew slow and deep and he released into her, spraying his hot seed into her. That encouraged her to come as well. Her inner muscles tightened around him and squeezed him as she drenched his member with her juices, screaming Ignis's name to the heavens.

"Oh, Freya, you feel amazing," he sighed, feeling her warm liquids drench his member.

Freya collapsed onto the mattress, whimpering as her body shook with the aftershocks of her orgasm, and she let out a sigh. Ignis pulled out of her and laid down next to her, gathering her trembling form into his arms. He smiled contently, feeling better than ever, and let out a laugh, surprising Freya.

"What is it, Ignis?" she whispered wearily, looking up at him.

"I was just thinking," he replied happily, "that I don't need my sight when I have you. You are a gift from every god that ever existed."

Freya smiled, feeling her cheeks warm with a blush. "On our planet, the most popular deity to believe in is God," she remarked, sounding like a smart ass, "but I'll take that compliment. You are a gift from heaven, Ignis. I love you."

"I love you too, darling Freya," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Shall we go to sleep?"

"I'll turn the light off," she said, getting up to do just that.

As soon as the light went off, she went back to the bed to join Ignis and they fell asleep in each other's arms, basking in the glow of the aftermath of their love-making.

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Gladio laid awake listening to the sounds of copulation from the room nearby. He felt utter disgust but also pride. Finally, Ignis was getting laid. It was just what he needed. He needed some release from all the stress in his life. Maybe now, he wouldn't be so cross and grumpy. The thought brought a smile to Gladio's face and he chuckled.

The sounds caused the sleeping Ella to stir. "What is it, Gladio?" she asked softly, hugging him like he was a teddy bear.

"I'm just happy that my man Ignis is finally getting some," he replied, wiping a fake tear away. "I'm so proud. I'm like a proud papa."

Ella let out a snorting laugh before falling quiet. "Gladio, shut up and go to sleep," she said tenderly, drifting back to sleep listening to his heartbeat.

Gladio held onto her and fell asleep, thanking every god in the world that he was with this woman.

…

Noctis stirred in his sleep and placed a protective hand over the sleeping Luna's abdomen as if shielding the growing life from darkness. He sighed as he felt Luna nuzzle up against him and he knew that everything was alright. There was no darkness and no threats of daemons here. He could rest easy knowing that they would be safe from the threat of darkness.

"I love you, Luna," was Noctis's sleepy whisper as he snuggled up to her.

Her response was as light and soft as a sigh. "I love you too, Noctis."

The couple smiled in their sleep, feeling absolute peace knowing that their futures would be safe.

…

Prompto stirred awake and he found himself curled up with Cindy, her beautiful naked body resting against his. He smiled and knew that he would never get tired of making love to her. Every time they did it, it always felt like the first time. He pressed a kiss to his southern princess's forehead and held her tightly. Cindy let out a sleepy murmur and she gripped Prompto like he was a cuddly Moogle doll.

"I love you, Cindy," he whispered, pressing another kiss to his love's forehead.

"I love ya too, my Chocobo head," murmured Cindy in her sleep, like she was dreaming that he was talking to her.

Prompto bit back a chuckle and fell back asleep, holding his angel close to him. He was so lucky to have her and he knew it. He was the luckiest man in the world to have such a beautiful woman to love him. With knowing that, he had hope for the future and Noct's unborn child. Everything was going to be okay now. He was sure of it.

A/N: Enjoy this! The next chapter might be a Christmas one.