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Fan of Ravus? Or Ardyn? Well you won't want to miss this preview by @blackwraithtea! 

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: FFXV - Fandom, Final Fantasy XV Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ravus Nox Fleuret/Ardyn Izunia Characters: Ardyn Izunia, Ravus Nox Fleuret Additional Tags: ravdyn, ardyn x ravus, ravus x ardyn, Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, handjob, Public Hand Jobs, Teasing, prompt request Summary:

Ardyn has another tea with Ravus, but this time he's ready to make the next move.

For @blackwraithtea. Thank you, my dear, for the constant support! I hope you enjoy this surprise prompt!

Prompt: “People like you have no imagination.”

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Ravus leaned against a wall on the far end of the large ballroom, glowering at the attendees in their finery while swirling a flute filled to the brim with champagne. “Who would even waste their time with this dreadful charade? It’s just an excuse for these pretentious nobles to drink and traipse around like idiots.”

Tilting his head to the side, Ardyn took in Ravus’s sour expression with a bemused grin. “You know, ‘dreadful charade’ is not far off, but I think you’ll find it’s what goes on behind closed doors  that truly draws them here.”

“What do you mean by that?” Ravus nearly spat at the Chancellor.

He plucked the long-stemmed glass from Ravus’s hand, examining the thin streams of bubbles dancing in pale gold, before downing the champagne in one draught. “People like you have no imagination.”

“Tch.” Ravus crossed his arms over his chest. “Why don’t you tell me then?”

Without warning, Ardyn swooped in front of Ravus and pinned him against the wall, wedging his thigh firmly between Ravus’s legs. Strands of wine-colored hair brushed his cheek as a low voice dripped thick like honey in his ear.

@dustofwarfare-blog​ wanted Ardyn/Ravus dirty talk for day 20, and this was so much fun to write!  Except somehow the dirty talk turned into dirty talk about dismemberment, so like, warning for that.  Takes place in Devotion BDSM AU!

Words: 827, Rating: Explicit, AO3 link here

"Tell me," Ardyn says, running his hands over Ravus's bare back as he slowly fucks him, "what is it about me that turns you on the most?"

Ravus doesn't reply, so Ardyn stops moving.  Ravus can't push back against him, not restrained as he is: on his knees, ankles locked to a spreader bar with his wrists secured between them, face pressed into the mattress.  Over the years Ardyn has learned that Ravus wants to be punished too badly for punishment to be a deterrent.  Disinterest is far more effective to get him to obey, as much as he'd like to pretend he doesn't care about it.

"You never doubt yourself," Ravus says finally.  "You . . . know me."

"Mm, I do, don't I."  He gives Ravus another couple of thrusts, enjoying the way his breath catches.  Sex isn't something Ardyn needs, so much as something he indulges in when it becomes convenient.  His desire for domination can be met in innumerable other ways, many of which involve a nontrivial number of people dying.  But it's something Ravus needs, and Ardyn needs Ravus if he's going to execute his plans, so he may as well enjoy himself while he's at it.  "I was thinking of something rather more explicit.  When you're away from me for weeks, out on missions, do you think about me?"

"Yes," Ravus hisses as Ardyn hits him with a particularly hard thrust.

"And when you do, what do you imagine me doing?  What's your favorite fantasy?"  Ardyn may be a lot of things, but humble has never been one of them.

"This," Ravus replies, his wrists tugging at the cuffs and making the padlocks clank against the metal of the bar.  "You, making me-- making me talk."

Ravus/Ardyn commission for @dancingfox! Thank you for commissioning me ☆!