Whisper in My Dreams
Ardbert Hylfyst x Female Warrior of Light Reader
My first foray into writing FFXIV fics, and it's a smut fic lmaoooo
I tried to write the Reader as ambiguous as possible so that she could be read as whatever race you prefer, but there may be minor references to Reader being a Miqo... especially since my WoL is a Miqo lolol. There's also minor reference to Reader's job being the type to wear armor, but it's pretty negligible.
Also... I think this might be my longest, single-chapter fic to date 😳😳
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Contains: SPOILERS FOR SHADOWBRINGERS, TAKES PLACE POST-SHB, a bit of angst, WoL is also kinda depressed and lonely, yearning and longing, soft and gentle Ardbert, teasing Ardbert, this is WoL's first time, references to past relationships for WoL, soff dom Ardbert, gentle sex turns rough (but it's welcomed and wanted)
~ Masterlist ~
You sat in stillness on your usual perch alongside the grave of your beloved friend. The snow surrounding you fell gracefully, granting both tranquility and sorrow as your mind careened with one too many thoughts.
It was a rare moment of idleness for the Warrior of Light.
For once, no one needed your services.
For once, no one needed you to come to their rescue.
But... who’s coming to your rescue?
You quickly stamped down those untoward thoughts. It was unbecoming for a Warrior of Light to think such a way.
Loneliness quickly dug even deeper than it ever had before.
Ever since leaving the First and having Ardbert merge his soul with yours, a disquieting solitude would often harass you. The Hume had been a nice conversation partner during the nights at the Pendants. It was a relief to share in the pains of being a Warrior of Light with him. Although the Scions and the people you’ve met on your journey were some of your greatest friends and allies, none of them could truly understand the heavy weight of being the Warrior of Light as well as he did.
Now, you could no longer hear nor see your counterpart. As forever grateful as you were for Ardbert’s sacrifice, it still caused severe pangs in your heart. Pangs you were feeling now.
Your faithful chocobo gently nudged your shoulder, warbling softly for you to take refuge in Ishgard. The sky had long since gradated to darkness, and the wind was on the cusp of howling.
“... You’re right, old friend,” you heeded, standing up with more exerted effort than usual. “Let’s go get some rest.”
After safely stabling your faithful companion, you made your way to Cloud Nine, smiling and waving with a tired looseness to those who knew you.
A relieved and pensive sigh left you as soon as you closed and locked the door behind you. You then began the arduous process of removing your armor until you were left in your small clothes.
The fire from the fireplace chased away whatever chill nipped at your skin, but still, a deeper coldness was left in your heart.
With a heavy heave, you threw yourself onto the bed, willing yourself into unconsciousness.
“Well now, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”
You gasped, sitting up frantically as though you had awoken from a terrible dream.
“O-oi, calm down! It’s me...!”
A pair of hands gently grasped your shoulders in an attempt to ground you back to your senses.
You continued gulping for air, eyes darting back and forth wildly, unable to comprehend where you were.
Those same hands shifted to cradle your face, focusing your crazed gaze on the owner.
“Hey, look at me. Focus on me. Deep breaths.”
You heaved heavily, hands grasping at those of your comforter. Your eyes zeroed in on warm blue ones. Ones that you recognized all too well.
“There you go.” A chuckle. “Not quite the meeting I was expecting upon meeting you again but having you gasp for me is always welcome.”
“H-hush up, Ardbert...”
The Warrior smiled kindly at you, thumbs gently stroking your cheek. Ardbert uttered your name softly. “Hello.”
You closed your eyes, leaning into Ardbert’s warm touch and feeling the way such a simple gesture was able to melt away all the coldness you felt.
“I miss you...”
“Aye... I miss you too.”
You and your counterpart sat in complete stillness, basking in the moment of trust in comfort. Reluctantly, however, you eventually pulled away to take in the sights around you.
“Where... are we exactly?”
The realm you found yourself in was basked in a soft glow of light with endless fields of anemones stretching as far as you could see. No celestial bodies were found in the sky above, yet it seemed as though lights twinkled and gleamed with glee. No breeze coursed through the air, yet the anemones waved back and forth in a steady tempo.
“Your guess is as good as mine. But, there is something I know for certain.” Ardbert sat himself next to you, his shoulder brushing against yours as he settled himself. “ I could feel the loneliness that burdens you so.”
You let out a humorless laugh. “Is my plight that obvious...?”
Ardbert gave you a look. “We share the same soul. I can feel everything that you do.”
“... Well, when you put it into words like that...”
The Warrior shook his head, the vaguest hint of amusement on his face. “I can feel a lot of the things you feel,” Ardbert gazed at you, his eyes intense, “and a lot of which I have no qualms about...”
You could feel warmth rise up your cheeks at the implication, knowing full well which feelings and thoughts your counterpart was referring to.
Ardbert hesitantly placed his hand on your knee, leaning forward slowly to give you time to move away if you were unsure. To the Warrior’s pleasant surprise, you also leaned forward, eyes falling shut as you drew closer to him. The anemones surrounding the two of you waved back and forth in a silent cheer as your lips met in a chaste kiss.
You and your counterpart pulled back slowly, your gazes heavy on one another. A second of absolute stillness passed you two before the two of you began kissing one another in hungry earnest.
Desire coursed through between you two, your arms wrapped around the other. Soft moans and purrs left your lips and into Ardbert’s as his tongue prodded and explored your mouth. The Warrior was relishing in your taste and the finality of being able to touch and taste you as he always dreamed since getting to know you, his counterpart.
You pulled away, uttering his name breathily as you pressed your body against Ardbert’s, your hands clutching desperately at his underclothing. Were the two of you always wearing your underclothes, you vaguely thought, not that it made any difference as the Warrior had seen you in your underclothing before in an accident when he appeared in your room whilst you were removing your armor.
Ardbert pressed his lips to your forehead, holding you close to him and relishing in your warmth and firm softness. You, being the gentle tease you could be—upon mustering up the courage to at least—pressed gentle kisses along his jaw.
The Warrior chuckled. “Aye? What is it, darling?”
You purred at the affectionate name. “Would you... lay with me...?” You asked softly, coy eyes looking up at your counterpart longingly.
Ardbert kissed you tenderly, his rough hands caressing your face with utmost care. “How could I refuse you when you look at me like that, darling?”
The Warrior truly kissed you in earnest now, his tongue greedily tasting and savoring your taste as his hands moved to your body, caressing and groping your body through the suffocating confines of your cotton underclothing before slipping underneath to feel your heated skin. You moaned, maneuvering yourself onto Ardbert’s lap, your legs wrapping around his hips.
You, too, began exploring Ardbert’s body, feeling his strong chest underneath your hands. The Warrior growled deeply, pushing you onto the ground in retaliation, the anemones cushioning your fall.
“Truly, you are a minx hiding under the pretense of a skittish kitten, my dear. Or are you a skittish kitten pretending to be a minx?” Ardbert nipped at your neck. “Tell me, which one are you exactly?” The Warrior then proceeded to rip off your top, revealing your breasts to his predatory and heated gaze. You yelped in surprise, a dark blush riding up your cheeks. “Judging by that reaction, it seems that you’re more of the skittish kitten type,” Ardbert chuckled, his rough and calloused fingertips pinching at your nipples and pulling at them.
You let out a strained whine as your back ached off the ground. Your eyes were hazy as you looked up at the Warrior pinning you down.
You thought back briefly in your life, not remembering a time in which you were touched in such a way. Since you were young, you’ve lived a life of pure dedication to dreaming of and training to be an adventurer. Sure, you had shyly eyed the smooth-talking and cunning yet perpetually tired gentleman and even shared comforting kisses with your dearly departed eccentric friend and confidant, but never had you been touched in the way your counterpart was touching you.
“Oi, oi, oi!” Ardbert ground his knee teasingly against the warmth between your legs, causing you to take in a sharp gasp. “Is your mind waning from me, darling?” You whimpered, shaking your head. The Warrior then pulled at your nipples harder. “To think that the esteemed Warrior of Light from the Source can be debauched so easily. I wonder how the people who look up to you would view you if only they knew?”
“Ardbert, please...!” You whined, the pleasurable sensation getting to be too much for her. “St-stop teasing me...!”
The Warrior smirked at the way you were pleading with him and leaned down to kiss you passionately, his tongue leaving you breathless. “Aye, we’ve no way to tell how long we have left in this curious plane of existence, and I’m not so cruel to allow you to leave this place without at least an orgasm.”
You looked up at Ardbert, need heavy in your gaze. “Then please...”
“I hear you, darling.” Ardbert moved his rough hands to your hips, playing with the pantalettes that were snug against your skin. “Is this your first time?” You nodded, a hint of nervousness flashing across your features. “I’ll have to do this properly for you, then.”
Ever so gently, Ardbert removed your bottom clothing, revealing to him all of you. His eyes gazed reverently at your body, appreciating the view of the swell of your breasts, the expanse of your stomach, and the delicate lips between your legs. He then kissed and worshiped your body, hands grazing wherever his lips weren't, leaving tingles along your skin as your breath hitched with each feathery touch. “Wonderful,” he uttered in reverence as his gaze locked onto your wetness, his nose nudging ever-so-slightly against your little pearl and his breath hot against your skin.
With the appetite of a voracious beast, Ardbert ate you out in earnest, his tongue poking into your warmth and lapping up all the juices you had to offer. A low groan left him and he adjusted your legs to rest over his shoulders, pushing his face as far as he could between your legs. You panted, fingers tangling in his hair as you writhed in pleasure. The constant prodding of Ardbert’s tongue was definitely enough to build you up to the highest of highs you’ve ever felt, but you weren’t quite there yet. You could feel yourself on the very precipice, but just needed that extra push for that downward rush.
“A-Ardbert...! Please...!” You pulled harder on the Warrior’s hair. “More...!” You cried out pitifully.
Your counterpart hummed, giving your dripping pussy one last lick before he focused on your sensitive clit. Ardbert’s chapped lips wrapped around the small pearl licking it once—causing your body to go rigid—before he suckled earnestly on it.
It was as though an electric shock from the Lord of Levin himself shot up your spine and through every nerve in your body. Your vision went white, and a loud, broken cry left your lips as you arched and flailed uncontrollably. Your juices shot out just as chaotically onto Ardbert’s face, who could only groan in delight as he attempted to lap up all that he could of your sweet nectar. It felt like an eon before your vision returned, only to be met with the grinning and dripping face of your counterpart.
“Did you enjoy that, my darling?” Ardbert asked softly as he gently pushed stray hairs from your face, his hand then settling to cup your cheek.
“A-aye,” you croaked shakily. Your gaze then shifted downwards, noticing the veritable and large bulge straining his underpants. “W-we’re not done yet, are we?”
The Warrior gave you a sympathetic smile. “No, darling. Unless you wish not to continue, I was hoping to relieve myself as well.”
You blushed upon noticing the twitch Ardbert’s hardness gave at the implication of what he wanted from you. “W-we can continue, love...” Your eyes turned back to Ardbert’s blue ones, your hand reaching up to rest on his cheek. “I trust you with my whole being, and I know you’ll make me feel good too...”
Ardbert smiled, leaning down to kiss you. “Aye, I’ll take care of you, darling.”
Gently, the Warrior laid himself atop you, his strong, warm chest pressed up against yours, only his arms preventing him from crushing you outright. The two of you shared a passionate kiss as the Warrior ground his hardness against your thigh. His kiss became rougher and hungrier the more he rutted against you. You whined, your hands moving to play with the hem of his underpants.
“W-want you, Ardbert,” you moaned into the kiss, your own hips grinding against his now as your hands slipped underneath his underpants.
Ardbert chuckled. "You little minx!" The Warrior bit your lip. "Very well, since you seem to need it so badly!” With deft hands, Ardbert removed his underpants, revealing his thick hardness to your gaze. You marveled at the sight of his impressiveness.
Without any further delay, the Warrior began to impale you on his length.
He was big.
Bigger than you thought you could take.
You sucked in a pained breath, fingers grasping on tightly to Ardbert to the point that your nails were biting into his skin. The Warrior shushed you gently, pressing loving kisses all along your face and massaging your hips and thighs reassuringly.
“M’ sorry, my darling,” he whispered along your cheek. “It’s going to hurt at first, but I promise it’ll feel better.”
You whimpered softly, holding on even tighter to the Warrior as ilm by ilm, he began to bottom out inside of your tight insides.
“Wicked white, you feel so good around me, darling,” Ardbert growled upon bottoming out, the entirety of his length resting comfortably in your hot wetness.
Ardbert gripped you tightly in restraint, not wanting to hurt you in any sort of way. You could only pant in slight pain as you tried to adjust to the feeling of being so utterly full.
Moments of stillness passed until the pain seemed to have slowly ebbed away into a dull, thrumming need.
“Ardbert... love, need you, please,” you whispered softly, placing your full trust into your counterpart.
“I’ll no longer be holding back, darling. Are you sure?”
You nodded.
With one last kiss to your forehead, Ardbert began to move his hips. His thick length moved in and out of your wetness, stretching you out to accept him. You moaned, now appreciating the feel of him touching you in a way that no other man has ever.
Feelings brought on by the pleasure sounds you were making, Ardbert’s true feelings were finally released, and whatever restraint he had was absolutely decimated. He was a man addicted as he began thrusting into you harder and rougher. You yelped at the sudden change in your counterpart but felt yourself get even hotter and wetter at the way he was rutting up into your wetness. In one single change, you felt how much Ardbert had missed and needed you too. You felt all that he had pent up during his time as an intangible shade release with every thrust to your cervix that you could feel.
You loved it.
You moaned like an animal in heat, your back arching in absolute pleasure as Ardbert lost himself in the feeling of you. Low growls also left the Warrior as he moved down to your neck to nibble and bite at the skin there. Your legs wrapped around his hips to pull him even closer to you.
You’ve never felt so much pleasure in your life. You had wondered why you had waited this long to indulge in these kinds of pleasures, but ultimately, you were glad that your first time was with your counterpart. Your love.
You chanted Ardbert’s name as though he were one of the gods, and he might as well be. It was as though he knew exactly where to hit with his hardness as pleasure shocked your nerves with every thrust. Your mind and vision went fuzzy as all you could think about was Ardbert.
Ardbert gazed down at you as though you were a goddess. The expressions and sounds you were making were angelic to his ears, and it tugged at his heart—and his hardness—to worship your body as you deserved. The Warrior pulled you onto his lap, thrusting all the while as he did so. He was reaching the very depths of your warmth, causing your mewls to become louder—bordering on whorish even—but he swallowed all those up in a passionate kiss, his tongue reaching just as deep into your mouth as his hardness was.
Once again, you can feel yourself on the precipice of pleasure. This time though, you were racing toward the edge with nary a thing to stop you from plummeting into the sweet release. Ardbert also felt your release coming, groaning as your walls tightened around his and your cries got louder and higher. The Warrior bit down roughly on your neck as he really started pounding in you with feral abandon in an attempt to help the both of you reach your ends together.
It was when Ardbert broke the delicate skin on your neck that the two of you tumbled into Eden’s pleasure. You nearly shrieked as you thrashed in Ardbert’s embrace, your juices spraying across his lap as your wetness milked all the thick, white ribbons from Ardbert’s hardness. The Hume kept you locked against him as his hips bucked weakly into you with every spurt his hardness gave until he could release no more.
The two of you sat in stillness, clutching one another and panting hotly. The Hume then laid back, keeping the two of you connected as he rested you on his chest. The anemone swayed in happy contentment in your union with one another.
“My darling... I’m afraid we’ll have to part ways again soon...”
You frowned heavily, turning to clutch tightly at your counterpart and bury your face into his neck.
You terribly didn’t want to part just yet, not after feeling so utterly complete once again, but you knew that you also had a duty to your world.
Ardbert held you as close as could to himself. “Do not fear, my darling. Steel yourself, for if we met now, then surely we could meet again when you need me,” the Hume kissed your forehead, “and I’ll always be here when you need me.”
You looked at Ardbert, your eyes scanning his face, hoping to embed into memory all you could of him. “You promise, my love?”
The Warrior’s hand cupped your cheek gently. “With all my soul, my darling, I promise.”
In one last union together, Ardbert pressed his lips to yours, passing onto you all that he felt for you, as did you.
When you opened your eyes, you were faced with the ceiling of Cloud Nine and the dawn’s rays filtering through the curtains of the window.
You sighed.
What a nice dream you had, but it was all for naught as the emptiness in your heart returned in full force.
You struggled to rise out of bed, your feet hitting the ground with a heavy thud. You trudged toward the wash basin and grabbed a cloth to wipe the sweat from your skin.
When you went to wipe your neck, you felt a stinging pain. Surprised, you pulled the cloth away from your neck and inspected it.
There was blood staining the white cloth.
You rushed to the mirror to get a better look at your mysterious wound.
One look at your neck, and you gasped.
The wound, it was where Ardbert had broken through the skin when he staked his claim on you.
Moments of stillness passed you as you processed what this could mean.
A genuine smile graced your features.
Perhaps it wasn’t a dream after all.
Still can't believe that I wrote something this long.
Anyways, I hope y'all enjoyed my rather self-indulgent ramblings.
Also, if you're interested in the anemone's meaning, I refered to Care of Garden for their take on its meaning. I felt that it was perfect for the purposes of this fic.
