#regcor

who gets up first in the morning

Cor is always the first one up. He doesn’t even need an alarm, years of conditioning mean he can’t physically sleep in past 7am at the very latest. While Regis sleeps, he’ll stroll around the apartments, cleaning up any remaining messes from the evening before and preparing breakfast. Three mugs of coffee, one for himself and two for Regis, alongside various fresh fruits and yogurts. The smell of the coffee is usually enough to draw the King out of his bed, even if he does look half-dead. 

who suggests new things in bed

Surprisingly enough, or perhaps not, Cor is anything but vanilla in bed. The first time Regis discovered this side of him, he nearly had a heart attack from the shock rather than anything else. Not that he’s complaining. Most of the time Cor will suggest things when their either eating dinner or reading before going to sleep - either way, he always does it with a straight face as though they were discussing reports. 

who cries at movies

It depends on the film! Regis is most likely to blubber when something emotional happens, especially if it concerns children, but Cor has been known to cry at certain films. Most of the time it’s war films that get to him, most hitting far too close to home, however if it involves an animal dying or going missing you can bet there’ll be tears in his eyes.

who gives unprompted massages

Cor is the King of unprompted massages. Regis will be relaxing on the couch, his legs stretched out in front of him while he reads or watches the TV, when Cor will appear out of nowhere. He carefully shifts Regis’ legs out of the way before sliding onto the couch, pulling his legs into his lap and carefully massaging his right leg. He’s well aware of how much pain Regis is in daily and takes pleasure in helping him however he can, even if it’s something as simple as a leg massage.

who fusses over the other when they’re sick

It’s not often that Cor gets ill, he has a pretty impressive immune system, but when he does get ill it’s usually something very serious. Most of the time ending up with him in the infirmary for a week or so. When this happens Regis will send as many hours as possible by his bedside, waving away Clarus and the doctors when they try to get him to go back to his apartments - if only for a shower. Even once Cor is deemed healthy enough to go home, Regis is constantly hovering around him, watching for any signs of a potential relapse. Cor was once forced to climb out of the kitchen window and scale the side of the Citadel to escape Regis’ watchful gaze. 

who gets jealous easiest

He’ll deny it if anyone ever points it out, but Cor gets insanely jealous, not that many people actively flirt with the King of Lucis. However, occasionally a noblewoman or man, will try their luck and if Clarus isn’t trying to usher them away, Cor will be there in a heartbeat. Hovering behind Regis and glaring at the offending party until they slink away.

who has the most embarrassing taste in music

Regis has the absolute worst taste in music. Anyone who has ever had the pleasure of going through his CD collection or his music library will tell you that. Cor absolutely refuses to let him be the DJ when they’re driving, the last time he did he came away from the trip with ‘Spice Up Your Life’ stuck in his head for days.

who collects something unusual

Cor collects bottlecaps. He has a small chest full of them that’s he’s picked up in his travels. Whenever he returns from covert missions, Regis knows that there’ll be a small bag full of them tucked away somewhere. He isn’t one for proudly showing off his spoils, but he also won’t complain when Regis sits beside him while he sorts them out and checks for any doubles. 

who takes the longest to get ready

Since becoming King Regis usually takes over an hour to get ready in the morning, even with Cor’s help. In the beginning it would take them forty minutes to get his regalia on, what with the frankly ridiculous number of layers. However as the years go on and the Ring takes its toll on his body, it takes him longer. There are times when they have to stop halfway through so he can catch his breathe and let his muscles rest for a moment, and when this happens Cor will kneel in front of him and massage the sore limbs until Regis feels strong enough again.

who is the most tidy and organised

Cor is an absolute clean freak, he cannot stand things being out of place and don’t get him started on dirty surfaces. Having spent most of his childhood living on the streets in permanent filth, desperately bundling up his meagre possessions in the corner of whatever alley he’d made his home that night, he refuses to allow himself to go back to that. Six knows how many things he’d lost by accidentally leaving them behind or losing them amongst the rubbish. As a result he loves having everything organised and in it’s place, knowing that if he needs it, it’ll still be there.

who gets most excited about the holidays

Regis is like a child when it comes to the holidays. It’s like he saves up his energy specifically for those few days. He goes all out on the decorations. The Citadel might have a light dusting of festive cheer, but their apartments is another thing entirely. It’s like Regis bought an entire store’s worth of decorations and was determined to use absolutely everything, including the confetti on the table. Birthdays? Confetti. Shiva’s Day? Confetti. Astrals Eve? So. much. damn. confetti. It gets everywhere and he honestly hates it but he’ll accept it if it makes Regis happy.

who is the big spoon/little spoon

They switch on a regular basis. It depends on who wants what that night. Most of the time however, Regis enjoys being the little spoon.

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports

Cor hates losing. No, he detests it. Even when playing a simple child’s game with the Prince and his friends, he refuses to go easy on them. Regis gave up on attempting to get him to loosen up years ago. 

who starts the most arguments

It’s not often that they argue, but when they do it gets nasty. Regis is the one to start the majority of the arguments, primarily because he’s so concerned over how willingly Cor puts himself in danger. He loves his partner and couldn’t imagine his life without him, but sometimes he wants nothing more than to slap some sense into him. Cor, of course, takes offence at being told he’s reckless and defends himself which just continues to get nastier until Clarus or whatever Guard is on duty is forced to physically separate them.

who suggests that they buy a pet

Regis mentions it every now and then, hinting that a cat or dog might be good company for him when Cor’s away on missions, but nothing ever comes from it. They’re just suggestions because while both would like a pet, Cor having had a pet rat when he was younger (his only friend), they know it’s not a feasible idea. They work too much and would hardly have the time to give an animal the attention and love it would need.

what couple traditions they have

Every Thursday without fail, so long as Cor is actually in Insomnia, they’ll finish work by 5pm at the very latest - claiming important meetings - and meet back at home. Most of the time Cor will already be there, dressed in his comfiest sweatpants and baggiest t-shirt, preparing dinner. Regis will shuffle into the bedroom and slip on his pyjamas before joining Cor. They’ll finish up cooking and retreat to the couch with their plates and glasses of wine. While Regis settles himself on the couch, Cor will close up the curtains. Once all that’s out of the way, they’ll pick a TV series to binge and spend the rest of the evening there. 

what tv shows they watch together

The Secret Lives of Glaives - A parody show about what the Kingsglaive get up to in their spare time. Though if Cor’s face is anything to go by, not all of the stories are made up.

Chocobos, Green and Chicks Oh My! - A documentary on every day life at Wiz’s Chocobo Ranch. They’d been there once in their youth and ever since then Regis has loved the birds, and if Cor’s completely honest with himself he does love watching the Chicks grow up. 

There’s a tonne of other tv shows they binge regularly, but those are their favourite two.

what other couple they hang out with

There literally are no other couples they can ‘hang out’ with. The closest they ever get to it is formal dinners with other nobles, though Cor will often wriggle his way out of those. 

how they spend time together as a couple

Outside of their official duties, they love just lazing around together. There’s always so much pressure on their shoulders that it’s nice to just do nothing, be it cuddling or attempting the 5000 piece puzzle Noctis bought Regis two birthday’s ago. (Cor swears that the thing is evil and the pieces are cursed)

who made the first move

It was actually Cor who made the first move. It took him a while to realise that Regis was subtly flirting with him, and that the platonic hugs lasted a little longer than those shared between friends. Finally, with a promise for Clarus to give them an hour alone during the New Years Celebrations, Cor makes his move. He and Regis were quietly talking on the Royal Balcony attached to the Ballroom when Clarus shut the doors. Regis had been confused by the action until Cor had grabbed hold of his face and said ‘You can fire me afterwards if you don’t feel the same’ before kissing him. Needless to say no one was fired and neither man spent the evening alone.

who brings flowers home

Regis brings all sorts of flowers to Cor. Sometimes he’ll collect bouquets from the Citadel’s gardens, the gardeners helping him select one that conveys love and affection while also looking visual appealing. Other times he’ll convince Clarus or his guard for the day to sneak him out to the nearest Florist. 

The owner has long since gotten used to the King showing up out of the blue and makes sure to take him into the back room to keep him hidden from any passing customers. Regis loves his trips there because of the various smells and the general pleasant feeling he gets being surrounded by so many flowers. These bouquets are always larger than those from the gardens, and are filled with bright colours with a Lily or two hidden amongst the others - they’re Cor’s favourites. Each bouquet brings a smile to Cor’s face and takes pride of place in the centre of their living room until the last bloom dies.

who is the best cook

He pushed the door open to the garage, and saw that there were rows of cars parked. Keeping his head down, he went towards the last row, and then towards the wall where he saw the car he was looking for. It was parked in its own unique spot, away from the rest, in a position that one could leave or return at a moment’s notice without having to worry if they will fit in the spot or not. Rather than go to the driver’s door as he was often instructed to do, he instead went to the back passenger door on the right, and gave a quick jerk on the handle, pleased to feel it give way under his touch. 

The top was up on the car, giving a false sense of privacy because really - where would they be private in a garage? Not possible, but he didn’t let those thoughts linger as he saw what he’d been anxious to see, and why he’d taken the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator. 

“You are late.” Cor took off his sword, setting it on the front passenger seat as he got down on his knees in the backseat, coming face to face with His Majesty’s exposed genitalia. “I thought I requested you to be here five minutes ago.” Regis said, his tone carrying a bit of annoyance to it, but Cor knew how to soothe the beast. 

Lowering his head, he gave the King’s cock a loving kiss as a poor attempt of an apology. He heard him hiss softly, and then felt his powerful hand touch the back of his head. “My apologies, Regis. I was stuck mediating one of the Glaives and lost track of the time.” He returned his lips back to the tip of Regis’ cock, swirling his tongue over the tip, tasting the salty essence of Regis. He groaned low, happy to be in this position so soon after their last tryst - which hadn’t been but a few short hours ago. 

“Do not make me wait again.” Nails scraped against his scalp as he put his lips right around the tip of Regis’ cock, then he felt him hold onto the back of his neck as he pushed his lips down to the base. “Yes, Cor….” 

Earlier in the day, he’d found himself trapped in the King’s office, only the King had been doing to him what he was doing to him now. It had been a quick session, as both had been scheduled to be in a meeting with a few members of the High Council, but Regis had told him he wanted something to snack on, which Cor had been trained to know that it meant he was in the mood for something that could only be satisfied by one particular activity. This had been going on for years now, and every single time it happened, it was always a strange phenomenon to him. He still couldn’t believe that after all these years, that Regis was still interested in playing around with him. 

Normally they would have stayed up in his office, but it seemed that Regis had wanted to be a little bit more risque with this session. Not that Cor was going to complain because any chance he had to be on his knees for the King, he would take it. He pulled his head back, leaving just the tip of Regis’ cock resting against his teeth before he pushed his lips back down to the base. He looked up and saw that Regis’ face was slack, his mouth hanging open as a rich moan left his throat, sending a slight shiver down Cor’s back as he gave a good, long hard suck on his cock. 

“You, my boy….are a true deviant…” Regis’ nails dug into the nape of his neck, Cor moaning low as he bobbed his head slowly, more spit collecting in his mouth as he took his time worshipping the King’s cock with his tongue. “Gods, you’re downright….aaaaa….” 

Cor was proud of how he made Regis stop talking, his hand now wrapped securely around his sac, giving his balls a gentle squeeze as he lowered his mouth back down to the base of his cock. This had been perfected after years of being with this man - they were going on fifteen years, so he knew exactly how to make the King moan for him. Relaxing his throat, he took more of his cock, and then released a deep moan as he gave Regis’ balls another good fondle, then casually let one finger slip back to tease his perineum. 

The loud moan that left the King’s throat was soon followed by a dose of unchecked raw magic that was pushed into his body by Regis’ fingers, Cor moaning low as he began to swallow the warm cum as it shot down his throat. He kept his mouth wrapped nice and tight around Regis’ cock until he felt him start to soften against his tongue, his finger continuing to tease that velvety flesh around Regis’ anus. Pulling his mouth off of him with a soft pop he looked up at him before sitting back on his knees, always impressed by the room in the Regalia. 

“Was there anything else that you needed, Your Majesty?” He asked, his voice slightly raw due to the gentle pushing that Regis had been doing with the tip of his cock. “Or are you satisfied?” 

“For now.” He saw Regis’ eyes were closed, and he was panting softly. “You always know how to make me feel good. How do you do that, Cor?” 

“Practice.” Smirking, he grabbed his sword from the front seat, and then carefully opened the back passenger door. “Would you like for me to drive you home now, Your Majesty? Or should I go and get Clarus?” 

“No, you. Please. But, only if you’ll come up for a nightcap.” 

Cor leaned forward and left a kiss on Regis’ lips. “It’s barely past five.” 

“So? I want to drink. And I want you naked in my bed.” 

The smirk returned to his face as he gave a nod of his head. “That can be arranged, Your Majesty.” The keys were pushed into his hand, and then he got out of the backseat and went to the driver’s side. “You good back there?” He asked, as he adjusted the mirror. 

“Hardly. But it’ll do. For now.” The King’s eyes flashed, and he felt his body respond to the heated look that was there. “Let’s go.” 

“Yes, Your Majesty.” 

It took twenty minutes to get to Regis’ offsite penthouse apartment, and then another five to get upstairs. Five minutes later, and the two of them had not a stitch of clothing on, and were hidden beneath the sheets as Regis had his way with Cor for a solid hour, until he had to beg him for a break. By the end of the night, Cor was thoroughly spent; he had to use an Elixir to get his head back on properly, much to the King’s satisfaction. And really, it was to his own too, as this is what kept him coming back for fifteen years - there really wasn’t quite anyone like Regis Lucis Caelum. 

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