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im trying to make the ffxv/warrior cats AU that nobody asked for and Ardyn is just… the perfect Scourge.
hes the only character ive pinned exactly except for the fact that i think i want it based on the fourth apprentice arc more than the first arc idfk this is mostly just playing around
🐬 (for Prompto!)
Send 🐬 for an AU where my muse is a mermaid/man being kept in an aquarium“Take a picture, it’ll last longer..”
The merman huffed, arms crossed over his chest. He wasn’t even sure if he could be heard through the several inch thick layer of glass that separated him from the rest of world, but Noctis was clearly irritated by yet another customer gawking at him. He figured he should have been used to it at this point It was how it’d been ever since he’d been captured and forced to entertain the humans. Some would take pictures, some would just point and stare in awe of such a creature. Both were equally unsettling.
The blonde saw the lips of the creature in the tank move, but he couldn’t hear past the thick glass in front of him. He did, however, notice the irritated expression on his face.
His face turned to one of concern, glacing around at the tank. “I can’t imagine you’re very happy in there.” He expressed his concern out loud, despite knowing that the merman couldn’t hear him.
Hey! Anybody wanna roleplay... Something? I'll happily roleplay as Prompto, Noctis, or Ignis :D
Or maybe even Ardyn, I'm feeling kinda daring
Selective on OCs/any ship/will do NSFW/crossover friendly/no one liners please
my fursona and ardyn are basically the same
A Dark Future
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No one realized the king was no longer the king. That despite the Empire backing off it was no longer a victory, but a defeat. The king of Lucis had no desire to fight the empire. No. He was going to repurpose the Lucis to expand it. Create more daemons. Seed more spawn.
He was walking down the hall after a meeting, looking curious. “Prompto? What are you doing about?”
“I know you do, pet,” Regis rumbled, sliding fingers inside of him. “What a good pet you are. Going to be bred so much.”
Prompto moaned, grinding against the touch.
He stretched the boy a bit, before pulling down his pants to line his large cock up, sinking into him.
The photographer watched as Regis entered him, the small blonde was moaning and whimpering as he was stretched.
“Good boy,” Regis rumbled, sliding deep into him. He rocked his hips, “Yes, so tight and wet. Like you’ve always imagined being bred like this.”
Prompto groaned, nodding a little. "Being bred always sounded so good," he managed.to get out between moans.
Regis rolled his hips, kissing Prompto’s neck as he slid in and out of the sweet Omega. He was so tight and wet, fitting his large length so perfectly, so snug. The king trailed his hands over his belly, up his chest. “I’m sure it did, for such a sweet omega. You were made to take for alphas. You were made to breed an empire.”
Prompto moaned softly, tilting his head to give Regis easy access to his neck. The omega started to grind back against his thrusts, leaning into his touches.
Regis sucked marks along his neck, thrusting into the blonde. His eyes flashed dark, his scent strong, not just alpha, but dangerous, corrupted. Large hands cupped Prompto’s flat pecs, squeezing them, massaging them. They hadn’t grown yet, but Regis was looking forward to when they did, full of milk for his armies. He rumbled, a low, deep, almost demonic kind of sound as he bounced Prompto harder and faster on his cock.
Prompto was compelled to please Regis, moaning and whining at every touch. His body was so sensitive thanks to the heat that the king kept tapping into. When he took in a deep breath, he caught the odd scent, then he felt the rumble. What little bit of rationality he had left had him feeling uneasy, the scent of fear was hardly noticeable through the sweet scent of arousal. It didn't take long for him to be distracted however, with Regis' more aggresive pace.
The king held him close, drinking in his scent and wanton moans. He rumbled, low and deep, before thrusting up as his knot locked then together. He groaned, grey tinged seed flooding his velvet womb with heavy spurts.
Prompto came as the knot slid inside of him, the sudden stretch tipping him over the edge. He relaxed on the king's lap, legs trembling as he slowly came down from the high of release.
Regis rubbed Prompto’s bloated belly, kissing his neck. He hummed, nuzzling the side of his face. “That’s a good pet. Taking every drop. You serve your king well.”
He let out a soft sigh, the affection relaxing him even more than before. Before long, the young omega had drifted off to sleep, worn out from the intense breeding session.
And again, he wake dressed on the couch under a blanket, but this time Regis only left him a note asking for another tea date soon.
They didn’t meet for a week, all the while the dark seed churning in Prompto’s womb, corrupting his ovaries, corrupting his body.
He let himself out, he couldn't help but wonder why he kept falling asleep during tea with the king, and why he couldn't remember anything. Over the week, his chest had swollen a slightly, preparing for feeding pups, and he kept fiddling with his vest, trying to hide it from anyone. He had showed up for tea again about five minutes late, "Sorry I'm late, um..." He trailed off, unsure what to say.
“That’s alright.” Regis smiled, sitting in his chair. “You’re here now.”
He noticed the swelling in his chest, an inward purr as he was pleased. His body was preparing for his seed to take root and impregnate the boy. A tendril of shadows coiled up Prompto’s body, it slithered until it got to his ear, wiggling in to attach to his mind.
He sighed in relief, at least King Regis wasn't upset with him. Suddenly he felt a strange sensation up his body, but it had a hold on his mind before he could really react.
Regis smirked and the shadow wiggled in Prompto’s mind, giving him shocks of pleasure as it toyed with his composition to make him more fertile.
The added fertility aroused him further, creating a need to be pumped full of cum. The jolts of pleasure made him moan, but it wasn't enough to sate his desire to be bred.
A New Toy
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He probably shouldn’t have lagged behind, probably should have been paying more attention. The others of retinue were still finding their way around, but Prompto had been snatched by a druid monster, it’s tendrils running over his fertile body. One was in his mouth, thrusting gently, as another curled in his pants, rubbing against his wet pussy.
He let out a soft moan, adjusting his stance so he could enter him fully. Prompto winced at the pain that was mingled with his pleasure, feeling a slight burn from the toxins in his blood stream. Almost immediately he started to feel different.
A Promised Pet
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“Ah, you’re awake,” the smooth voice of the chancelor purred as he stepped into Prompto’s cell in Zegnatus Keep. Ardyn took off his hat, setting it on a table nearby. “I was afraid you’d sleep forever, but you did take such a nasty fall off the train. Took a few potions to get you healed up again.”
‘Another strong brood,’ the daemon rumbled, ‘Such a good brood mother.’
Prompto smiled softly, he let himself relax. He was coming to realize that he daemons here really wouldn't hurt him. Quite the opposite in fact.
The drainer returned Prompto to his room to be cleaned and settle as the brood incubated and the daemon seed absorbed into the eggs and Prompto’s body.
He woke up a while later with his stomach still distended. He felt sore, so instead of getting up immediately, he took some time to just relax.
Ardyn had cleaned him while he slept, smirking as he came in. The man rubbed Prompto’s back, purring. “They’re almost ready.”
He let out a relaxed sigh at the gentle contact, his body was sore from both the breeding and the weight of his round belly. "It's kinda wild how fast they grow..." He murmured.
Friends in Need
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Gladio rolled over in his bed at the hotel, sighing as he saw the omega looking nervous. He opened his arm. “Come here, don’t sleep so far away you nerd.”
That look, so vulnerable, with lips like pink pillows and eyes with pupils blown, made something feral grip Gladio’s stomach. An almost animalistic noise left the shield as he picked up the boy’s hips, thrusting deep into him, cock pressing into his womb each time.
Prompto gasped. There was a growl, a shift, and then Gladio was fucking him reckless abandon. The omegas whimpers immediately turned into loud moans as the shield bucked into him. He was so full, and the only thing on his mind was Gladio.
Gladio groaned, bruising his hips in his strong grasp, alpha scent bombarding him as his hips were, cock popping in and out of his womb, sack smacking against his ass, the wet lewd noises of their fucking filling the room.
Prompto angled his hips, making sure the thick cock inside him was as deep as possible. His own sweet scent mingled with Gladio's musk, and he was moaning, oh so sweetly, each thrust bringing him closer to orgasm.
“Going to come already?” The alpha growled, smirking. “So desperate for a good fucking you can’t handle it, huh? Just having my cock in you makes you want to come. Such a pathetic omega. So eager for the strong seed of a worthy alpha.”
He was grasping at Gladio, hands running over strong muscles as he was drilled into by the alpha. "Oh gods yes, feels so good Gladdy, so good. 'M so eager for your cum, I need to be filled up," he begged. Not even a full minute later, he was digging his fingernails into the shields back and his back was arching as he came, cunt constricting around the thick cock.
Gladio rumbled at the constricting pressure, forcing his cock in and out of him through his orgasm. He took a breath of Prompto’s heat scent, so fertile and delicious, driving him pound and break him.
He squirmed, holding onto Gladio like his life depended on it. Gladio's cock was stretching him so wonderfully, and his strong musk going straight to his womb, which was ready to be fertilized but Gladio's seed.
The shield growled against his lips, thrusting hard and fast, his knot growing. Soon it locked them together and he roared as his hit, heavy seed pumped into Prompto’s sweet womb to fertilize him.
He groaned into the kiss, feeling his knot begin to swell. Once it caught, Prompto came hard, his back arching off the bed. His chest was heaving as he laid and caught his breath, looking up at Gladio through his lashes.
A Dark Future
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No one realized the king was no longer the king. That despite the Empire backing off it was no longer a victory, but a defeat. The king of Lucis had no desire to fight the empire. No. He was going to repurpose the Lucis to expand it. Create more daemons. Seed more spawn.
He was walking down the hall after a meeting, looking curious. “Prompto? What are you doing about?”
“I know you do, pet,” Regis rumbled, sliding fingers inside of him. “What a good pet you are. Going to be bred so much.”
Prompto moaned, grinding against the touch.
He stretched the boy a bit, before pulling down his pants to line his large cock up, sinking into him.
The photographer watched as Regis entered him, the small blonde was moaning and whimpering as he was stretched.
“Good boy,” Regis rumbled, sliding deep into him. He rocked his hips, “Yes, so tight and wet. Like you’ve always imagined being bred like this.”
Prompto groaned, nodding a little. "Being bred always sounded so good," he managed.to get out between moans.
Regis rolled his hips, kissing Prompto’s neck as he slid in and out of the sweet Omega. He was so tight and wet, fitting his large length so perfectly, so snug. The king trailed his hands over his belly, up his chest. “I’m sure it did, for such a sweet omega. You were made to take for alphas. You were made to breed an empire.”
Prompto moaned softly, tilting his head to give Regis easy access to his neck. The omega started to grind back against his thrusts, leaning into his touches.
Regis sucked marks along his neck, thrusting into the blonde. His eyes flashed dark, his scent strong, not just alpha, but dangerous, corrupted. Large hands cupped Prompto’s flat pecs, squeezing them, massaging them. They hadn’t grown yet, but Regis was looking forward to when they did, full of milk for his armies. He rumbled, a low, deep, almost demonic kind of sound as he bounced Prompto harder and faster on his cock.
Prompto was compelled to please Regis, moaning and whining at every touch. His body was so sensitive thanks to the heat that the king kept tapping into. When he took in a deep breath, he caught the odd scent, then he felt the rumble. What little bit of rationality he had left had him feeling uneasy, the scent of fear was hardly noticeable through the sweet scent of arousal. It didn't take long for him to be distracted however, with Regis' more aggresive pace.
The king held him close, drinking in his scent and wanton moans. He rumbled, low and deep, before thrusting up as his knot locked then together. He groaned, grey tinged seed flooding his velvet womb with heavy spurts.
Prompto came as the knot slid inside of him, the sudden stretch tipping him over the edge. He relaxed on the king's lap, legs trembling as he slowly came down from the high of release.
Regis rubbed Prompto’s bloated belly, kissing his neck. He hummed, nuzzling the side of his face. “That’s a good pet. Taking every drop. You serve your king well.”
He let out a soft sigh, the affection relaxing him even more than before. Before long, the young omega had drifted off to sleep, worn out from the intense breeding session.
And again, he wake dressed on the couch under a blanket, but this time Regis only left him a note asking for another tea date soon.
They didn’t meet for a week, all the while the dark seed churning in Prompto’s womb, corrupting his ovaries, corrupting his body.
He let himself out, he couldn't help but wonder why he kept falling asleep during tea with the king, and why he couldn't remember anything. Over the week, his chest had swollen a slightly, preparing for feeding pups, and he kept fiddling with his vest, trying to hide it from anyone. He had showed up for tea again about five minutes late, "Sorry I'm late, um..." He trailed off, unsure what to say.
“That’s alright.” Regis smiled, sitting in his chair. “You’re here now.”
He noticed the swelling in his chest, an inward purr as he was pleased. His body was preparing for his seed to take root and impregnate the boy. A tendril of shadows coiled up Prompto’s body, it slithered until it got to his ear, wiggling in to attach to his mind.
He sighed in relief, at least King Regis wasn't upset with him. Suddenly he felt a strange sensation up his body, but it had a hold on his mind before he could really react.
A New Toy
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He probably shouldn’t have lagged behind, probably should have been paying more attention. The others of retinue were still finding their way around, but Prompto had been snatched by a druid monster, it’s tendrils running over his fertile body. One was in his mouth, thrusting gently, as another curled in his pants, rubbing against his wet pussy.
The Druid worked him through the orgasm, pumping him full of potent daemon seed. Risking impregnating the fertile omega with daemon spawn. But maybe one time would be safe, right?
The Druid slipped out of him, laying the boy on the ground as it left. Distantly, Prompto could gear the others calling for him, looking for their friend.
The orgasm was probably one of the best he'd ever had, and once he could think straight, he stumbled to his feet. He groaned, his cunt sore, then slid on his right pants as quickly as he could. He looked around to make sure he had all of his belongings before turning on his heel and running towards the voices calling for him.
The next time it happened was in the forest. The group was looking for the next tomb of the kings, when a misstep ended with Prompto down a hill, having to find a way back to the others. Alone in the dense forest, the sound of humming could be heard, and at a lake Prompto found the most gorgeous looking man sitting on the edge of a rock. It wasn’t just a man, as his mermaid tail swayed in the water and scales gathered in defining places along his body.
His eyes were indigo as they turned to Prompto with a dazzling smile, voice deep and strangely hypnotic. “Ah, a visitor? I get so few. Come here, no need for silly clothes. The water is perfect.”
He groaned, standing up slowly, trying to survey his wounds. He had an ache in his shoulder, and he cursed, wishing that he had a potion on him. Prompto wandered for a while before hearing a voice, humming.
He followed it, coming upon one of the most beautiful men he'd ever seen. Then he spotted his mermaid tail. He stared until he spoke, the words drawing him in. He wasn't sure why he didnt argue. "Oh, uh... Okay..." He stripped, removing one layer after the other while he came closer, leaving a trail of clothing behind him.
“that’s right,” he rumbled, guiding Prompto into the water. The man’s hands ran over Prompto’s body, cupping where his chest had swelled from the last daemon. He hummed to him, squeezing Prompto’s breasts.
“So pretty,” he hummed, “Such a good boy, aren’t you? You still have the mark of a Druid in you. Did he fill you womb with cum?”
He groaned softly, feeling the gentle soft hands caress him. When he mentioned the druid, his face reddened. "Y-yeah..." He nodded.
“It felt so good, didn’t it?” He rumbled, pressing his body close to Prompto’s. A slit opened in his tail and a large thick cock slipped free, rubbing against Prompto’s belly.
He nodded again, the memory made his cunt wet, the liquid already starting to coat his thighs. He felt the hard cock rubbing between them, making him blush. He reached his hand out to touch his chest. He hesitated, for just a moment before trailing his fingers down, coming to a rest on his hip.
A Promised Pet
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“Ah, you’re awake,” the smooth voice of the chancelor purred as he stepped into Prompto’s cell in Zegnatus Keep. Ardyn took off his hat, setting it on a table nearby. “I was afraid you’d sleep forever, but you did take such a nasty fall off the train. Took a few potions to get you healed up again.”
‘Another strong brood,’ the daemon rumbled, ‘Such a good brood mother.’
Prompto smiled softly, he let himself relax. He was coming to realize that he daemons here really wouldn't hurt him. Quite the opposite in fact.
The drainer returned Prompto to his room to be cleaned and settle as the brood incubated and the daemon seed absorbed into the eggs and Prompto’s body.
He woke up a while later with his stomach still distended. He felt sore, so instead of getting up immediately, he took some time to just relax.
Friends in Need
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Gladio rolled over in his bed at the hotel, sighing as he saw the omega looking nervous. He opened his arm. “Come here, don’t sleep so far away you nerd.”
That look, so vulnerable, with lips like pink pillows and eyes with pupils blown, made something feral grip Gladio’s stomach. An almost animalistic noise left the shield as he picked up the boy’s hips, thrusting deep into him, cock pressing into his womb each time.
Prompto gasped. There was a growl, a shift, and then Gladio was fucking him reckless abandon. The omegas whimpers immediately turned into loud moans as the shield bucked into him. He was so full, and the only thing on his mind was Gladio.
Gladio groaned, bruising his hips in his strong grasp, alpha scent bombarding him as his hips were, cock popping in and out of his womb, sack smacking against his ass, the wet lewd noises of their fucking filling the room.
Prompto angled his hips, making sure the thick cock inside him was as deep as possible. His own sweet scent mingled with Gladio's musk, and he was moaning, oh so sweetly, each thrust bringing him closer to orgasm.
“Going to come already?” The alpha growled, smirking. “So desperate for a good fucking you can’t handle it, huh? Just having my cock in you makes you want to come. Such a pathetic omega. So eager for the strong seed of a worthy alpha.”
He was grasping at Gladio, hands running over strong muscles as he was drilled into by the alpha. "Oh gods yes, feels so good Gladdy, so good. 'M so eager for your cum, I need to be filled up," he begged. Not even a full minute later, he was digging his fingernails into the shields back and his back was arching as he came, cunt constricting around the thick cock.
Gladio rumbled at the constricting pressure, forcing his cock in and out of him through his orgasm. He took a breath of Prompto’s heat scent, so fertile and delicious, driving him pound and break him.
He squirmed, holding onto Gladio like his life depended on it. Gladio's cock was stretching him so wonderfully, and his strong musk going straight to his womb, which was ready to be fertilized but Gladio's seed.
A New Queen
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Ardyn had been watching the young omega since their first incounter in Galdin Quay. How an omega among a beta prince and two alpha guards had not yet been taken and filled to the brim was beyond him, but he would remedy that flaw shortly. After all, who better to help begin his new plans.
When the chocobo fanatic was fiddling with his camera, a spell was brewing on Ardyn’s fingertips. They were alone outside the caravan, the others having turned in early. So it was only them and the Astrals Ardyn cared not for.
He walked up behind the boy, playing a hand on his shoulder as his spell sank into that soft, pale skin. “You look to be frustrated, young one.”
Ardyn rumbled, watching his queen rubbing the prince’s bloated belly. It was a sight he found overwhelmingly beautiful. “He did very well indeed.”
Once the knot deflated he laid Noctis in the nearby bed. Petting Prompto’s hair, he looked at the blonde omega, “It may be best for you to stay with him tonight, love.”
Prompto nodded, looking up at his alpha and leaning into his large hand. "Yeah... I'll keep him safe, your majesty." He reassured.
Noctis and Prompto ended up staying up late into the night, just talking, of course with the occasional rambunctious laugh echoing down the hall. They caught up, Prompto telling him everything that had happened to end him up here and speaking oh so highly of his alpha. Noctis wasnt as convinced, but for some reason he couldn't muster a will to try and escape. Once they finally fell asleep, they were in each others arms.
A maid brought a tray of tea and breakfast for the two of them, adding an extra blanket to keep them warm. Ardyn was in the King’s chambers, standing out on the balcony to look over the ruin that was Insomnia, the foundation for which his empire would grow. Daemons littered the streets, but oddly enough it was not to destroy and fight, but build, reconstructing the city in a...better image, Ardyn likes to say.
He came back in, closing the doors and curtains, returning to th desk of paperwork talking of the soldiers exploites, his servants of the Empire. Tenebrea was there’s and a hub for military restock and civilian gatherings. They’d quietly rounded up a few omega’s to be used in breeding new soldiers. And now, the king had Noctis to add to his lists.
By the time the two woke up, it was probably closer to noon. Prompto decided to take Noctis around, showing him once familiar rooms and halls. All the while he was gushing about how nice life has been here, how kind Ardyn has been to him, and how happy he was to have his best friend back.
Noctis felt... uneasy. Prompto hadn't really been around to see the trouble Ardyn had caused for his friends. But he was comforted by the fact that Prompto seemed happy, that he was still himself. He knew deep down that he still needed to fulfill the prophecy, but right now he needed to be with Prompto more.
Ardyn was walking down the hall when he saw the two and smiled. His scent was strong, filling the hall as they got closer.
“Hello, my queen.” Ardyn bowed, taking Prompto’s hand to kiss the back of it. “Did you two sleep well?”
Prompto grinned, a light blush blooming across his face. He still wasn't entirely used to the affection, but he adored it nonetheless. He nodded, "other than staying up like, super late, we did. I didn't realize how much I really missed Noct." He was delighted, Ardyn was great company, but Noctis and Prompto were always inseparable.
Noctis stayed quiet, busying himself with looking around. He felt just a little awkward, standing in front of someone who saw him so undone.
Ardyn smirked, “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. It’s the least I can do for my sweet queen.”
He brushed his hand over Prompto’s round belly, winking. He came closer to Noctis, cupping his cheek. When he looked up, Ardyn’s eyes were glowing hypnotically. “I know the prince has been so eager to serve us again, isn’t that right?”
Prompto looked at his king with adoration, watching as he placed his hand on Noctis' face, having a pretty good idea of what was happening.
Noctis gulped, shying away at the touch before locking eyes with Ardyn long enough to be distracted by the magic he was seeing.
A Dark Future
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No one realized the king was no longer the king. That despite the Empire backing off it was no longer a victory, but a defeat. The king of Lucis had no desire to fight the empire. No. He was going to repurpose the Lucis to expand it. Create more daemons. Seed more spawn.
He was walking down the hall after a meeting, looking curious. “Prompto? What are you doing about?”
“I know you do, pet,” Regis rumbled, sliding fingers inside of him. “What a good pet you are. Going to be bred so much.”
Prompto moaned, grinding against the touch.
He stretched the boy a bit, before pulling down his pants to line his large cock up, sinking into him.
The photographer watched as Regis entered him, the small blonde was moaning and whimpering as he was stretched.
“Good boy,” Regis rumbled, sliding deep into him. He rocked his hips, “Yes, so tight and wet. Like you’ve always imagined being bred like this.”
Prompto groaned, nodding a little. "Being bred always sounded so good," he managed.to get out between moans.
Regis rolled his hips, kissing Prompto’s neck as he slid in and out of the sweet Omega. He was so tight and wet, fitting his large length so perfectly, so snug. The king trailed his hands over his belly, up his chest. “I’m sure it did, for such a sweet omega. You were made to take for alphas. You were made to breed an empire.”
Prompto moaned softly, tilting his head to give Regis easy access to his neck. The omega started to grind back against his thrusts, leaning into his touches.
Regis sucked marks along his neck, thrusting into the blonde. His eyes flashed dark, his scent strong, not just alpha, but dangerous, corrupted. Large hands cupped Prompto’s flat pecs, squeezing them, massaging them. They hadn’t grown yet, but Regis was looking forward to when they did, full of milk for his armies. He rumbled, a low, deep, almost demonic kind of sound as he bounced Prompto harder and faster on his cock.
Prompto was compelled to please Regis, moaning and whining at every touch. His body was so sensitive thanks to the heat that the king kept tapping into. When he took in a deep breath, he caught the odd scent, then he felt the rumble. What little bit of rationality he had left had him feeling uneasy, the scent of fear was hardly noticeable through the sweet scent of arousal. It didn't take long for him to be distracted however, with Regis' more aggresive pace.
The king held him close, drinking in his scent and wanton moans. He rumbled, low and deep, before thrusting up as his knot locked then together. He groaned, grey tinged seed flooding his velvet womb with heavy spurts.
Prompto came as the knot slid inside of him, the sudden stretch tipping him over the edge. He relaxed on the king's lap, legs trembling as he slowly came down from the high of release.
Regis rubbed Prompto’s bloated belly, kissing his neck. He hummed, nuzzling the side of his face. “That’s a good pet. Taking every drop. You serve your king well.”
He let out a soft sigh, the affection relaxing him even more than before. Before long, the young omega had drifted off to sleep, worn out from the intense breeding session.
And again, he wake dressed on the couch under a blanket, but this time Regis only left him a note asking for another tea date soon.
They didn’t meet for a week, all the while the dark seed churning in Prompto’s womb, corrupting his ovaries, corrupting his body.
He let himself out, he couldn't help but wonder why he kept falling asleep during tea with the king, and why he couldn't remember anything. Over the week, his chest had swollen a slightly, preparing for feeding pups, and he kept fiddling with his vest, trying to hide it from anyone. He had showed up for tea again about five minutes late, "Sorry I'm late, um..." He trailed off, unsure what to say.
A New Toy
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He probably shouldn’t have lagged behind, probably should have been paying more attention. The others of retinue were still finding their way around, but Prompto had been snatched by a druid monster, it’s tendrils running over his fertile body. One was in his mouth, thrusting gently, as another curled in his pants, rubbing against his wet pussy.
The Druid worked him through the orgasm, pumping him full of potent daemon seed. Risking impregnating the fertile omega with daemon spawn. But maybe one time would be safe, right?
The Druid slipped out of him, laying the boy on the ground as it left. Distantly, Prompto could gear the others calling for him, looking for their friend.
The orgasm was probably one of the best he'd ever had, and once he could think straight, he stumbled to his feet. He groaned, his cunt sore, then slid on his right pants as quickly as he could. He looked around to make sure he had all of his belongings before turning on his heel and running towards the voices calling for him.
The next time it happened was in the forest. The group was looking for the next tomb of the kings, when a misstep ended with Prompto down a hill, having to find a way back to the others. Alone in the dense forest, the sound of humming could be heard, and at a lake Prompto found the most gorgeous looking man sitting on the edge of a rock. It wasn’t just a man, as his mermaid tail swayed in the water and scales gathered in defining places along his body.
His eyes were indigo as they turned to Prompto with a dazzling smile, voice deep and strangely hypnotic. “Ah, a visitor? I get so few. Come here, no need for silly clothes. The water is perfect.”
He groaned, standing up slowly, trying to survey his wounds. He had an ache in his shoulder, and he cursed, wishing that he had a potion on him. Prompto wandered for a while before hearing a voice, humming.
He followed it, coming upon one of the most beautiful men he'd ever seen. Then he spotted his mermaid tail. He stared until he spoke, the words drawing him in. He wasn't sure why he didnt argue. "Oh, uh... Okay..." He stripped, removing one layer after the other while he came closer, leaving a trail of clothing behind him.
“that’s right,” he rumbled, guiding Prompto into the water. The man’s hands ran over Prompto’s body, cupping where his chest had swelled from the last daemon. He hummed to him, squeezing Prompto’s breasts.
“So pretty,” he hummed, “Such a good boy, aren’t you? You still have the mark of a Druid in you. Did he fill you womb with cum?”
He groaned softly, feeling the gentle soft hands caress him. When he mentioned the druid, his face reddened. "Y-yeah..." He nodded.
A Promised Pet
@soul-at-ease
“Ah, you’re awake,” the smooth voice of the chancelor purred as he stepped into Prompto’s cell in Zegnatus Keep. Ardyn took off his hat, setting it on a table nearby. “I was afraid you’d sleep forever, but you did take such a nasty fall off the train. Took a few potions to get you healed up again.”
‘Another strong brood,’ the daemon rumbled, ‘Such a good brood mother.’
Prompto smiled softly, he let himself relax. He was coming to realize that he daemons here really wouldn't hurt him. Quite the opposite in fact.
Friends in Need
@soul-at-ease
Gladio rolled over in his bed at the hotel, sighing as he saw the omega looking nervous. He opened his arm. “Come here, don’t sleep so far away you nerd.”
That look, so vulnerable, with lips like pink pillows and eyes with pupils blown, made something feral grip Gladio’s stomach. An almost animalistic noise left the shield as he picked up the boy’s hips, thrusting deep into him, cock pressing into his womb each time.
Prompto gasped. There was a growl, a shift, and then Gladio was fucking him reckless abandon. The omegas whimpers immediately turned into loud moans as the shield bucked into him. He was so full, and the only thing on his mind was Gladio.
Gladio groaned, bruising his hips in his strong grasp, alpha scent bombarding him as his hips were, cock popping in and out of his womb, sack smacking against his ass, the wet lewd noises of their fucking filling the room.
Prompto angled his hips, making sure the thick cock inside him was as deep as possible. His own sweet scent mingled with Gladio's musk, and he was moaning, oh so sweetly, each thrust bringing him closer to orgasm.
“Going to come already?” The alpha growled, smirking. “So desperate for a good fucking you can’t handle it, huh? Just having my cock in you makes you want to come. Such a pathetic omega. So eager for the strong seed of a worthy alpha.”
He was grasping at Gladio, hands running over strong muscles as he was drilled into by the alpha. "Oh gods yes, feels so good Gladdy, so good. 'M so eager for your cum, I need to be filled up," he begged. Not even a full minute later, he was digging his fingernails into the shields back and his back was arching as he came, cunt constricting around the thick cock.
