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Sleepless Nights(@Gladiusturba)
- If he could really foretell the deaths of others, Lightning would have wondered if he could see the death that surrounded her, because technically in her own, correct time, she had died. She was dead. As dead as Serah was, as gone as Fang and Vanille. From her days in Valhalla, the realm deemed the “Unseen World" in lore, it was something akin to purgatory, or maybe just an afterlife. If Lightning would have known of his abilities…she would have wondered if what he felt for her was nothing more than pity. It would make her push away from him even more.
At his comment about her hand she would scowl a bit, yanking her hand back towards herself a bit with a slight scoff. She was being foolish, letting her guard down, as she did before. It was a mistake and she would not allow it to happen again.
"Besides you, I can’t really think of anything else at the moment."
It earned a slight blush from her, turning her head away she would let out the soft “tch" as she crossed her arms over her chest. -
“ Well, try.“
- She would demand, as if giving him an order would suddenly change his mind, but then again Lightning had never been very good with dealing with people. It was her way or the highway, and feelings were best not to get involved. It was all business, very impersonal, that was the goal at least.
She was silent after that, listening to the words of the dark haired prince. He was infatuated, that was for sure, and Lightning would be lying to herself if she said she wasnt the least bit curious about him. -
“You know how it is, dont you? Protecting someone or something. Then you should understand why we cant afford distractions. Noctis, it is best for both of us.“
- She was stern, as evident by the fact she used his name, following this she would look directly at him. -
“Thank you for your help, but I have loitered here long enough. I am leaving tomorrow.“
Trying was something that Noctis didn't reserve himself to. He simply did things or he didn't. There was no in between for leaders. One would either perform and rise to the task or fail. Lightning was that type of person as well, except she only applied that to the "greater good". This is what made him disagree with her decisions the most. Everyone has to worry about themselves sometimes. The happiness of others could wait. But how could he stop paying attention to her when she blushed like that?
"Cute." Noctis teased and gave a light poke at her red cheek before getting off the bed. She may have been significantly older than he was, but he still treated her in such a way. Whether it was a lack of respect or his emotions getting the best of him, the prince had long decided that he would claim this goddess for his own. Even if she made such a desire rather...difficult.
“You know how it is, dont you? Protecting someone or something. Then you should understand why we cant afford distractions. Noctis, it is best for both of us.“
Thus she dove straight back into how they couldn't have distractions. There was no such thing to him, that was what he wanted to believe. Even if Noctis was not king just yet, he one day would be. A king must be greedier, laugh louder, and be more furious than anyone else. They must exemplify the extreme of all things, including good and evil. That is exactly why their subjects envy and adore them. A king serves their own desires and thus their subjects rally and follow behind them.
“Thank you for your help, but I have loitered here long enough. I am leaving tomorrow.“
Of course she would say that. But if she was going to be serious with him, he could only do the same.
"You about protecting someone or something, but you don't seem to understand what even you yourself want." His tone was just as stern, if not more than her. Turning to her, his eyes which were once calm and blue turned into a dark and violent red. Being a leader, being a king, a savior even, Noctis truly believed they set the example for which everyone has deep in their hearts. Every person carried a flame, a desire, to be where people like Lightning and himself were.
"I can tell you not to leave, I can stop if I want to, but I won't. A king, even a future king like myself, can't be indecisive like you. I see it in you, you want things. Whether that be simple possessions, a normal life, or someone to care about you. More than anything, you want something, but you deny yourself. How can you begin to protect one person, let alone everyone you care about when you can't satisfy your own desires?" Noctis' hands turned into fists and his arsenal of weapons burst from behind him. They shattered the very reality from which they were stored and filled the room with a brilliant light.
"On my heart, my shoulders, my body, I carry the will and desires of myself and every single person within this kingdom. And I will never carry anything less than that. I know what's important. If a king must work to attain everything that he and his people desire, then a goddess should be able to bestow miracles upon not only the people who look for her guidance, but herself as well. You may be older and wiser than me, but if you act like this, I may as well take away your burden and carry your dreams as well. Someone like you isn't strong enough!" Pushing her down onto the bed she sat on, he mounted her body and called a sword to his hand. Driving the blade downward beside her face, his dark red eyes continued to look into hers.
"Someone like you, indecisive as you, weak as you, is not fit to lead anyone, to save anyone."
Sleepless Nights(@Gladiusturba)
“ Says who?“
- She retorted at his accusation. His arms were wrapped around her abdomen firmly and she felt his lips brush against her neck after he so gently had parted the hair that rested over her shoulder. Each time he made such a display she tensed, never quite used to something like that…like this. She almost felt like she never would be.
Her face was stoic, as if cast in stone, until the slight frown and twitch of her eyebrows knitting together made it evident that she was alive. She knew better than to struggle against him now, but that did not mean she would give up. -
“ Dont you have better things to do?“
- She let out an exasperated sigh, he surely would have an excuse as to why he was here and not tending to something in the city. Or even defending the crystal which he was tasked to protect. Lightning had never had any interest in such a thing before…but she had to admit, the mystery surrounding such a thing had piqued her interest a little bit.
However, nothing was come before her task of finding Serah, or other duties of the former warrior-goddess. She had her own world to protect, and surely this soon-to-be king would understand something like that.
Placing a hand on his chest she leaned back a bit, creating some space between them while she still was prisoner on his lap. -
“ You mind?“
- She grumbled, her gaze meeting his and looking less than amused. It wasnt as if she hated him though, she found him a worthy fighter, but his carefree attitude seemed to clash with her serious outlook at times. Though she had to admit…she wished she could live as carefree as he did sometimes. He seemed rather..happy. She might have been happy too…if her whole world wasnt absorbed by chaos and she was written out of the timeline, forced to serve an impulsive goddess, and lost everyone she had come to care about… -
“Don’t get too attached, I have to leave sometime.“
"Says the guy who notices the pink haired girl gripping onto his hand."
Immediately returning her retort with a comment of his own, Noctis was rather content with this situation. Having her in his lap, he could feel every movement she made. Even the feeling of her muscles contracting and tensing as he placed his lips on her neck. For one reason or another, he found it...adorable. She was older than him probably, not just because she slept for so many years. But age didn't dictate who controlled the situation. It was simply a matter of skill.
Of course she would return with another cold remark. She always would in times like these. Giving up was definitely not in either of their natures. While she was cold and stubborn about it, Noctis would be brash and wild. They were quite different in how they approached certain subjects, but they still aimed for the same goal. Except when it came to being close like this.
"Maybe."
"Besides you, I can't really think of anything else at the moment." As honest as he would be, Lightning would not take that comment well either. Their relationship, forever to remain unlabeled, would always be like this. She would make a comment, he would make a comment, she would make a cold retort, and he would respond with an action such as kissing her. Rinse and Repeat.
If this king was ever to have a queen, Lightning would be it. But even he knew that she would eventually leave. Feeling her hands press against his chest, he could feel her wanting to distance herself from him. And yet she still sat in his lap.
"I'll admit I'm becoming rather infatuated with you. But as much as you enjoy pushing me away, I know you feel the same. Maybe you've come up with some backwards reasons to not dislike me, but you still like me." It would seem the prince's eyes weren't just for seeing the death in others. Though it was all speculation and Lightning could easily deny it, Noctis wanted to believe Lightning wanted something for herself. Even if she felt bound by her duties, she should still try to attain the things she personally desired. Living for someone else's benefit, someone who was never even there to appreciate her efforts, a goddess that simply let people die, was a being that did not deserve Lightning.
"And when you leave, I will still be just as enamored with you all the same. Can't forget a true goddess like yourself, now can I?"
Sleepless Nights(@Gladiusturba)
- Why did it always seem as if he was always trying so hard after her? Didnt he realize falling in love with her…with anyone, was going to distract him from protecting his kingdom, just as much as it was going to distract Lightning from leaving this place and continuing on her own journey. However she would never admit to that; to him or even to herself.
Between the pauses in their exchange where she would softly gasp for air, she became consciously aware of his fingers laced with hers, and the fact that she would tightly grip his hand sometimes.
When he stopped to speak, she was silent, her eyes looking away in the darkness until the nickname sparked her irritation. The annoyance flashed over her face in a spark, and while her left hand might have locked with his, her right hand was free, as were her knees as she brought them up to knee him in the gut. -
“ Tch, what did you call me?“
- If he wanted a nickname, it would be “Light” - It was the name her friends used for her…and that would be all she would accept. Light or Lightning. She would rather stay away from things such as Warrior Goddess, Savior…they were more burden than anyone knew.
Princess, Pinky anything of that sort was simply unacceptable.
Sitting up in the darkness, as she shoved Noctis off her, and look at him with a sigh. Placing one hand on her head she closed her eyes and was silent before opening her eyes to glance at the Prince. -
“This is just a bad idea.“
- She murmured as she slid out of bed once more crossing to the window and crossing her arms over her bust as she looked over the city that she barely knew. -
“ …“
There it was. That little click of her tongue. Another sign she was slightly annoyed. Actually. She just did it whenever she was annoyed, over anything. And before he knew it, her knee was lodged into his abdomen. This was to be expected. Perhaps he was getting carried away with calling her "princess". He took a deep breath to regain his composure and looked over at Lightning.
She always went on like this after they had some "fun". Even if Noctis had found someone of the opposite sex he could be comfortable around, she just had to go and make it awkward again. While Lightning seemed to put some deep meaning lined with riddles around her thoughts, Noctis knew what he wanted. Conflict in one's heart wasn't an aspect fitting of a future king.
"You say it's a bad idea but..." Noctis wrapped his arms around Lightning and pulled her back onto the bed. For a warrior goddess of some sort, she was still rather small. As feisty as she could be, Noctis enjoyed holding her close, even if she would threaten to hurt him or actually hurt him.
"I know you enjoy being coddled like this, no matter what you say is bad or not." He teased and pulled her into his chest. It was still early and he had no news from his sources. So this would, more than likely, be another day to spend with the person who he wasn't allowed to call "princess." But, he still felt like teasing her a bit more. Freeing one of his arms, he brushed the hair away from her neck to plant a quick kiss.
"And more importantly, you like being bad with me."
Sleepless Nights(@Gladiusturba)
- His laughable attempt at a joke did not amuse the pinkette. It actually proved to be what earned him a scoff as she crossed her arms over her chest and furrowed her brow in response. A sigh emitted from her lips as she rolled her eyes a bit. -
“Right…“
- She drew out the word just so he knew how much her tone dripped with sarcasm. Warming up an ice princess, was that some sort of joke? A pickup line? Lightning had no idea.
The next claim did come as some sort of a shock. Touchy? What did that even mean? She had never craved human interaction…though that was a lie. Sometimes she did miss the warm embrace of her mother before she passed away…and even the occasional hug from Serah was welcome…admitting such things was just..not something that was acceptable to Lightning. She rather bury the desire deep in her memory like the others she had.
She closed her eyes with a deep sigh, before uncrossing her arms and placing one hand on her head. Her fingers weaved through her slightly messy pink locks before she opened her eyes again and was met with the close proximity of Noctis. He was leaning over towards her on the bed, while she stood at the side looking down at him.
His lips meeting hers came as sort of a surprise. Many times she had bitten him, shoved him off of her, and other such violent tendencies… only a select few times had she given in and allowed him to kiss her..and even kiss him back. These…were one of those times.
From a woman’s standpoint, there were worse people to kiss…much worse. He was well groomed, and had a good pedigree, if that stuff mattered. From Lightning’s standpoint, she had started to wonder just when she had stopped struggling against him and even returned her half of the kissing action with her own small force. -
A scoff. An angry sigh. Whatever you want to call it, that was Lightning's default answer for everything she didn't feel like replying to. Who knew she would leave the comfort of the sheets and covers just because he touched her. She was rather fond of her spot after all as she curled up the same exact way every night. But even now, he could tell that even though she wasn't quite happy with him, she wanted to be covered in her blankets again.
But even from her position she would return the kiss he bestowed onto her lips. Every now and then she would feel affectionate. It was rather adorable. Though she was rather aggressive and hesitant about it at first, she slowly warmed up to him. Or rather, she just felt like being close this morning. Either way, he would accept this opportunity to taste her lips just a few moments more.
In any case, Noctis would pull away with a smile and grab onto Lightning's hips. He lifted her right off her feet and back onto the bed. Man handling the ice princess was something only he had the pleasure of doing. Positioning himself on top of her body wouldn't be taken without backlash, but at this point, he knew she could be calmed by feeling warm again. With his body leaning against hers and the covers surrounding her body again, she would perhaps be more compliant.
Without so much as another word, he dove right back into her lips. While Noctis didn't lack experience, he felt almost tentative to kiss Lightning again. She did have a tendency to get a bit...nippy. Quite literally. But that just raised the stakes and excitement. Her soft and pink lips were too inviting to resist. But as added precaution, his right hand would pin down her left hand. Though "pin" was quite the exaggeration once his fingers had laced between hers.
If she wasn't going to fight back, Noctis would take full advantage of the situation. For quite some time, the only sounds in the room were being made from the shifting of their bodies beneath the covers and his lips trying to capture hers. The display itself seemed rather one sided, but he made sure to be gentle with the prize he coveted. Noctis wanted, desired, and quite often lusted after Lightning. But even he would stop kissing her eventually to utter a few choice words.
"So tell me, princess. Do you want me to stop?"
Perhaps this was a good a time as any to use a pet name for her. Maybe. Possible. Or she would punch him.
Sleepless Nights(@Gladiusturba)
- While hospitable, it was far from Lightning’s choice to be staying here while she scoured the city, or rather Noctis’ men searched for Serah. However much she struggled though, it mattered not, as the man would not take no for an answer. Leaving Lightning in this apartment day after day.
They had slowly learned to cope with sharing a bed, not in any way romantic, Light made sure of that. It was purely platonic the way that they slept next to eachother. Each time the Prince would get a little touchy, he was met by a fist of the pinkette who, even in sleep, refused to let her guard down all the way. It was a reminder that he needed to cut the crap and stay on his side of the bed, not touching her.
Though she seemed to sleep peacefully most the time, the truth was she never let her guard down. She was aware of the Prince’s breathing, change of position and when he wasnt asleep but laying there still and stealing a glance at the back of her. While he made it known he was awake, she kept her eyes closed and listened in the dark…because Lightning was certainly no friend of sleep, not after sleeping 500 years.
The first word made her face tense a bit, he often called her cute. In order to keep her facade of sleep up, she did nothing, though her mind seemed to roll her eyes for her.
The shifting of linen alerted her to movement and then the warmth of another's touch around her shoulders would make those blue eyes open and brow furrow. Without warning hands would shove the Prince away as she leaped out of bed and stared down at him. -
“ What the hell do you think youre doing?“
- Her voice was even in the dark, with just a hint of her usual hostility. It had been a bit since they went through this, but no where had she given permission for such behavior. -
Hostile as usual. Truth be told, he had come into contact with nicer behemoths than this woman. Having her stare down at him with such anger through her blue eyes was a laughable threat at best. At this point, he was far too captivated by her to find her threatening. Perhaps she was much like a puppy trying to hold its ground. In response to her anger, he could only laugh at her a bit.
Bits and strands of hair stuck up from her head as she continued to stare down at him. He let out a sigh in response and shrugged his shoulders as he continued to lay down. Noctis wasn't about to get up for this confrontation. What could she do? Cast a spell on him? Actually. She could. She could actually shoot a fireball in his face right now. Sure he could do the same, but the last thing he wanted to do was set the apartment on fire. Ignis would scold him for days.
"Eh....warming up an ice princess?" Noctis delivered the reply not in a pompous and confident tone, but almost as if asking a question. Indeed, she was an ice princess. Her body was never warm, but always had a chilling sensation to the touch. Truth be told, he actually liked it. Though it almost seemed as if she died every night with her quiet breathing and cold skin.
"You know. Even you get touchy." The claim would perhaps come as a surprise to Lightning. But even in her sleep, she would turn and touch him. Specifically, she would turn to her right, hold his arm, get too warm, and turn back again. Perhaps she didn't sleep with enough people to know exactly what she did. But, night after night, Noctis had accepted this would occur and let her do as she please.
"Besides that...." Using her vulnerable position to his advantage, Noctis rose from his spot and planted his lips onto Lightning. Another act that they had gone through before. Though sometimes she was much more hostile than others. It depended on how cold she felt at the moment. His lips took the opportunity to lightly take in her bottom lip. Did all guardians of Etro have such soft lips?
"I can't resist playing with you when you wake me up."
Sleepless Nights(@Gladiusturba)
Another day, another terrible sleepless night. Awaking in the darkness, Noctis' hand brushed away the light sweat from his brow as he let out a sigh. It had been like this for a few nights now. On and off he would awake in the middle of the night in silence. It would just so happen that the person next to him was rather...quiet. His eyes glanced toward another human being in his bed, Lightning. While some could only assume they were interacting in...inappropriate ways, no one would have to worry.
Lightning was more than happy to not even keep the prince in her sights. Noctis could only assume she didn't know exactly what she wanted. And with that, he would go about his day as usual until he came back to this apartment. Keeping her here while his sources searched for Serah was in his favor as to keep an eye on the mysterious woman. Even though she was snappy, sharp tongued, and ill mannered when she was awake, Lightning became quite docile while sleeping.
She wasn't loud, she didn't snore, and always fell asleep first. Perhaps that was the stress that always hit her at the end of the day. One could only assume this prince with a mix of emotions couldn't help but try and hold the ice princess he wished to covet. Unfortunately, that never worked out in his favor. Whenever anything touched her, she would simply brush it off or pull away. Even now, he would turned toward her and touch her arm, only to have her shake lightly in response.
It was cute. Sort of. For such a peaceful sleeper, she needed to have things her way. If she was too warm, she would kick off all the covers onto him, causing Noctis himself to get too warm. Too cold? She would pilfer all the covers away. Even so, the face she made while she slept was rather peaceful. There was only one word he could use to sum up her appearance in this state.
"Cute." One thing Noctis could get away with were light kisses on her cheek. Though they weren't really "together", the two had some rather "close" encounters with each other. She knew, but would not accept his feelings or her own feelings. While he felt everyone was entitled to their own desires, she stripped that right away from herself. Though, on this night, he would get carried away and put his arm around the sleeping guardian. Such contact would alarm her to his presence which would result in a, more than likely, violent reaction. And the prince would let out a blatant and very clear...
"Fuck..."
Noctis+Lightning Kiss by 分山分貝子
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Noctis+Lightning Kiss by 分山分貝子
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Noctis+Lightning Kiss by 分山分貝子
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ooc; So I am still around, and would totally love to be more active if anyone wants to thread~
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Light in the Darkness [Open for Lightning and Noctis ]
Her gaze locked with Lightning’s; the look in Rinoa’s eyes was one of pleading. This journey meant more to the both of them then this man knew. She knew that Lightning was upset, and she was sorry about that, but taking it out on this man wasn’t going to help either of them. Right now finding Squall, and Serah was more important. Whatever had happened between these two was just going to have to wait for another time, and hopefully it wouldn’t involve them throwing projectiles at each other.
A smile came to the angel’s lips when the pinkette finally backed off. Yes, she knew that Lightning was still disgruntled but she had finally lowered her weapon and that’s what mattered. Rinoa and her could discuss this later if the pinkette decided she needed to vent. Lowering her arms, Rinoa turned to the black clad man and rolled her eyes. His little quip was very unnecessary, and she didn’t need him riling up the soldier again! This man was acting very childish, and it was beginning to bother even Rinoa. Placing her hands on her hips, she let out a soft sigh. There were more important things to focus on right now. One being how they were going to find Squall and Serah. They had wasted too much time in this city, and they hadn’t gotten any leads from it. They had to start moving on.
Just as Rinoa was about to walk over to Light to inform her of their departure, she was interrupted by the dark haired man again. Her gaze landed on him and she canted her head slightly. She hadn’t expected him to even care about their real reason for being here. Just being in his presence for this long let her know that he really liked pestering Lightning. This, of course, only meant one thing: he liked Lightning. Well those two had involved themselves in each other past the point of friendship, or whatever they had. That was probably why Lightning was angry. He was one of the few people that knew how to get under her skin. It reminded her a bit of her and Squall, but she was the one who teased him. But they never drew weapons at each other. No, they protected one another, and she was sure this man would end up doing that if something happened to the pink haired soldier.
Her eyes widened a bit when he pulled out a phone. Was he really going to get people to scour the city in search of their loved ones? A picture? Actually she always had a picture of everyone on her person. It was a group shot, of course Squall did his best to hide his face, but Rinoa had held his hands in place. It was after the defeat of Ultimecia, at the group party. This had been after their kiss on the balcony. That was a memory she treasured in her heart, and every time she thought of it it would make her heart skip a beat. She had to find him. Pulling the picture out of her pocket, she handed it to the dark haired man.
“This is Squall. I’m sure Lightning has a picture of Serah, but if she doesn’t Serah looks a lot like Light. They both have pink hair, and the same facial structure. Only, Serah is a bit shorter.”
The sorceress did her best to explain their looks. She didn’t want to chance Lightning socking this man in the face. That would get them nowhere. Her lips pulled into a small smile, and she nodded to him.
“They’re people we care about…And thank you for helping.”
- When her eyes found Rinoa’s she seemed to know exactly what the ravenette was thinking. She would not subject her to the details of the situation, Lightning had never been one for sharing or girl talk. A sigh as she let Rinoa take over giving descriptions. She had only very briefly met Squall, and it almost seemed like a distant memory. The image of the brooding man was vaguely familiar, and certainly not enough to give an accurate description…
As for Serah, Lightning could only remember the face of her sister as she was devoured by chaos Yeul. The desperate reach as she lunged for her and the promise made to never forget her. How Lightning longed for the cheery, younger sister of the past…
Unfortunately, Lightning had no photos of Serah on her. However Rinoa did her best to give an accurate description and Light silently commended her for that. With no much more to add, she nodded in affirmation at Rinoa, but soon seemed to think of one more important detail. -
“Her necklace.“
- Her voice was gruff, and cut through the tense air. Her hands moving from crossed under her bust, to her hips as she let out a sigh. She was irritated that she was accepting help from Noctis, but knew it would be even more of a pain, and really not in their best interest to ignore the help.
Continuing, she gestured to her neck where she had her own lightning bolt charm. -
“ Serah has an engagement pendant. It’s a large silver replica of Cocoon with a diamond in the middle. That idiot, Snow, gave it to her, it’s hard to miss.“
- While Lightning had accepted Snow, she did still tend to think he was an idiot at times. Rather, he let Serah be alone and made Lightning have to send Noel and Mog to protect her, but that was a gripe for another time. -
“Based on pretty boy’s reaction to me, I doubt he has seen anyone matching their description.“
As they went on their descriptions of the people, Noctis took a quick look at the picture he was given. It wasn't much. The man looked rather plain and normal besides the large scar gracing his face. Taking out his phone once again, he took a picture of the picture in his hand. The intelligence division of his "family" could handle this matter. But what was more interesting was that even Lightning was more than willing to accept his help.
“They’re people we care about…And thank you for helping.”
"Mmhmm..." Acknowledging her thanks, Noctis looked toward Lightning. As she gave her explanation, he wanted to ask how he would know what this Cocoon place even looked like. But, that didn't really matter. If she looked like her, that was enough to go by on. That pink hair was very hard to missed as Lightning may have suspected, Noctis had never seen anyone like her.
“Based on pretty boy’s reaction to me, I doubt he has seen anyone matching their description.“
"Based on your reaction earlier, you enjoy my company more than you let on. But that's a discussion for another day." Noctis quickly turned Lightning's statement back onto her. With that alone, he would always have the upper hand in verbal exchanges. After sending the information through his phone and snapping a quick photo of Lightning, everything was set in motion. There was nothing more he could do for them.
"I figure you have been staying in a...less than comfortable living space. You can stay in my apartment, never really use it anyway." Reaching into his pocket, he tossed the key to Lightning. His hospitality was simply natural. It was better to sneak into one's graces rather then be on their bad side. Unless it was necessary, the Caelum family was always open to negotiation. But when people needed to be snuffed out or "taken care of", there was no mercy. Noctis was an especially obedient soldier and took his role very seriously.
"Lightning can show you the way to my apartment, since she's been there before. I could also drive you there, if you'd like." The comment was delivered with a smile that would only remind Lightning what she had done recently. Either way, Noctis walked back over to his car and opened the passenger seat door, waiting for the girls' replies.