#hypxrsomnia

The chilled winter air barely left goosebumps upon her naked figure, Niflheim’s seasons being of far more extreme temperatures. Nevertheless she appreciated the sudden warmth of his cloak, stepping back to leave no room between their bodies. While one hand strayed downwards to cover his own atop her waist, the other shifted to cup his cheek, bringing his lips to hers for a chaste kiss.

❛ Correction, this kingdom would be nothing without you as its ruler. ❜ She whispered as their lips parted for a brief moment, green peering into blue when her fingers stroked his visage lovingly. Aranea was persistent in showering kiss after kiss upon him, entwining digits with the hand that held her close. 

@corditeheart  -  titanic,  genesis turning xu,  start at the beginning.                              status :  doing research + see bottom*. @hypxrsomnia  -  evil noct verse,  genesis possibly taking bodyguard type job??                              start at the beginning.   status : see bottom*. @ofsilverguns  -  U CAME BACK FROM THE CELEBRATING U LILL BUTT,                              TALK TO ME ABOUT A THREAD.

Even the normally composed woman struggled to refrain from bursting into a fit of laughter at the sight of his tangled mess of a tie. The knot was tied so tightly that it would have choked him had she not stopped him from pulling on it. Teeth sunk into her lower lip, her mouth unable to hide the amused smirk which tugged against its corners, all while quiet giggles managed to escape it. Aranea stood in front of him, gloved digits undoing the knot with ease as green irises peeked up at him in brief glances to steal a glimpse of his adorable sulk.

“I think I have a right to laugh if I’m the one who has to save you from this mess.” Though she still attempted to quiet her laughter, not wanting to damage Noctis’ pride too much. “You could have asked me or Specs to teach you. Your ignorance almost choked you to death.” The dragoon steps forward at that, leaning close to purr into his ear. “…I know it’s a kink of yours, but leave the choking to me.”

With the tie loosened, Aranea pressed a kiss to his cheek before distancing their forms once more, her gaze now focusing on adjusting his tie properly. She finished a few moments later, a genuine smile replacing her smirk as she looked him over, quite proud of her work.

"Prince, oh~ prince!" his call is a taunt down the halls of a rusted facility. One long-abandoned by the soldiers of the empire, occupied only by the soulless bodies of a manufactured workforce. His footsteps are slow and deliberate, an edging onward toward his prey. Noctis had no weapons, no power. He'd committed himself to the ring as he'd surrendered himself unto his own fate. Such hilarity made the chancellor giddy in his soul.

SEND IN A “💋” FOR MY MUSES REACTION TO YOUR MUSE KISSING THEIR NECK.

Where had this pleasure come from? The depths of a need untamed by the prince; a dark hindrance hidden among the far-reaches of his mind? Not before had the boy shown indication of a enthralment unto the Chancellor. If anything, his reception had been frosty. One-word responses and the snappiness of a man intent on expressing his distance. For his lips to brush Ardyn's neck as though he were a lover was a surprise in it's rawest form.

The prince's caress was as soft as his skin; an affection as pure as he.