"You've got to be kidding me." Noct after finding out about Reader's ahem...extracurriculars with Ravus šš
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A long-distance relationship wasn't for the faint of heart, especially for a couple who hailed from different kingdoms, but none of that mattered to Y/N nor Ravus as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking. He was still shuddering above them, his toes curling long after his climax had passed. There was a glossed look in his eyes as he opened them, leaning into Y/N's touch as they played with his hair, twirling some of the white strands with a gentle tug that sent a shiver down his spine.
"You shouldn't keep doing that," he breathes, eyes squeezing shut.
"Or what?" Y/N teases against the shell of his ear, their smile widening as he shifts to look down at them. His brows knit into something serious, though his eyes promised something else entirely.
"We should get dressed," Ravus says instead, sidestepping, a smirk tugging at his lips at the immediate roll of Y/N's eyes. "You don't approve?"
"No," Y/N grumbles. "Especially when I have such a nice view."
They're surprised when he dips his head, kissing their lipsāthen their cheek, lingering just a second too long.
"Maybe we might have time forā"
"You've got to be kidding me..."
Before he can finish, Noctis is standing at the doors to the conference chamber.
All three of them freeze.
For a split second, no one moves. Wide-eyed, caught in the kind of silence that only makes things worse. Then everything happens at once.
Ravus pulls away quickly, grabbing his coat and draping it over Y/N to shield them from view, while Noctis turns on his heel and shuts the door just as fast, sparing the hallway from the scene.
Y/N buries their face against Ravusās side, doing everything in their power not to look up as they mumble, "Oh no..."
"Your Highness," Ravus manages, his voice tight with restraint as color creeps across his face. "Thank you for your...discretion." His chin tilts faintly toward the door.
"You can thank me later when we renegotiate trade deals," Noctis replies with a quiet huff, dragging a hand down his face. "Look, this is none of my business, but...I will sayāto whoever I assume is my secretary beside you, you could do way better."
Y/Nās head snaps up, shooting him a glare, only to immediately glance away again as Noctis chuckles under his breath. His attention shifts back to Ravus.
"I'll buy you five minutes," he says. "Then we have a meeting with the ambassadors of Niflheim."
The door clicks shut behind him, and silence settles in the wake of everything.
Y/N slowly lifts their head, peeking up at Ravus.
āā¦Five minutes,ā they repeat.
Ravus exhales through his nose, dragging a hand down his face before looking back at themāwhatever composure he had left hanging by a thread.
āNot a word.ā
Y/Nās lips twitch. āSo, no time for a round two?ā
His glare flicks just barely, his eyes holding a playfulness only reserved for them.
āGet dressed...ā
