Prompt: #19 Analyze

Summary: It was an interesting case study.

A/N: This is pretty much a one shot.

Perscrutor is Latin for "to search through, examine".

Perscrutor

An avid student was never something she would ever profess herself to be. As a princess and noblewoman she had, had a thorough education to be sure. She had many suitable and admirable accomplishments that she had accumulated over the years. If she were ever to list those on paper, her repertoire would be very long. It might actually impress, but this in no way made her a very good student. She was not a very studious sort of person to most things. Her attention span had always been short. Her lessons were always far too long. They seemed endless. Once she mastered one subject, there was always another to replace it. There was always another topic, another subject, another bit of information that she absolutely had to know. Even though the why was always a puzzle to her. So, she studied and tried to study very hard just so that these endless lessons would be no more. If her brain were a hard drive, how much capacity would she even have left for the things that she found more enjoyable in her young life? It must be quite full. Sometimes it felt like it would burst with all this needless information that she had already filled it with.

What did it say about her that she can still be considered a student now that she had reached adulthood? In a very unconventional sense one could say too. Her actual studies had ended long ago, when she had taken up her rightful duties as a princess. This particular lesson was also entirely of her own making either. It was a deviation of something she had learned in her studies of human biology. A subject she had not exactly excelled at either. She could not say she had even liked it. Not that she found herself to be the professor of this particular deviation either, but the subject was of her own choosing. Something she elected instead of having someone else choose it for her. This made all the difference to her. She does not think she has ever studied something so thoroughly when compared to anything before it. Even her short attention span seemed extended when in the session of this remarkable, enthralling class. Nothing before had ever so fascinated and intrigued. It did not matter how much she learned, she always craved more. It was an endless study that she did not mind in the least. Even should this lesson go on as long as she lived, she does not think it would ever stop surprising her. This unique lesson of the senses, which her biology tutor had never mentioned could be so ensnaring. All at once all of her senses had been enticed. There was never the inclination to stop the stimulation either. It was quite addicting, not to mention arresting.

Sometimes, she was not even aware that she was examining Noctis so intently. Her eyes seemed to stray to his figure and remained fixed at any given moment. He seemed to be an abundance of dark, extreme contrasts with many layers that she struggled to solve. A more complex puzzle, she had never seen in her life. Her ultimate score would be to finally look upon the secret person so protectively hidden within his emotional armor. For it was that very same being that so completely captured both her mind and her heart and all her senses. Her eyes were captivated first and everything else was captivated as they went along. That is, the further her studies took her.

Equally stimulating was the fact that he studied her as intensely as she did him. To be the object of fascination to the very one you found so fascinating made it all the more enjoyable and exciting. Their studies had begun with close observation first. They had watched each other intently at any convenient opportunity. Even when the opportunity was not so convenient. Such close examination had her regarding every subtle and obvious movement that he made. The flash of his eyes, the clenching of his hands, the precise movements of his arms and the steady strides of his legs. Even the rich almost lyrical sound of his voice. He was very sleek and dangerous and a marvel to behold. She already knows she will never tire of studying him so fervently. Sight and touch were honed in.

Then of course, it naturally progressed from there. Observation could only suffice for so long before it was replaced with another need, yet another urge. Curiosity and longing pushed them toward what she had come to view as inevitable. She soon found that she wanted to touch him and have him touch her in return. Her sense of touch begged to be indulged. This soon became just as important as always needing to look at him. It became essential. The amount needed had also started to increase in stages. They had brushed hands first. His gloves had been unusually absent from his hand and the contact of his skin touching hers had been electric. The shock as their shared energy entwined caused a sensation that was most pleasing. It increased the craving. Soon he became bolder with this newness. He found excuses to touch her lingeringly, much like they had for studying each other, until he did not even bother anymore. Which in turn, made her inclined to touch him unhindered as well.

It carried on to the next stage of closing the remaining distance between them. Just touching with their hands soon became insufficient. They had roamed over safe zones but were soon moving across the line to not so safe. It was a tease and a dance and the lessons became more advanced. He would brush his shoulder against hers. Then she brushed her chest against his and one day, their hands no longer were the only means that they touched. Lips came into the equation. Even that came in it's own stages. A quick impulsive peck. A lingering kiss of soft brushes. A pointed press of plumpness. The closeness brought another sense to be indulged, scent. Being so close to him when they began to linger closer to each other gave her an opportunity to catch the faint, natural scent of him. Then they needed to taste.

The last sense to be satisfied was unavoidable after all the rest had been obliged. When she thinks about it now, she should have realized at the very beginning that this lesson of the senses, this class was one she would never be given an actual final exam. Even when she finally did solve each level of Noctis' complex defenses. There was always something new to learn about him. She was still not an avid student on any other subject, but the thrill of knowing the surprises and endless stimulation to her five senses had no end gave her joy. There was never a graduating from this and she found she did not mind it at all.