The rest of the group isn’t asleep this time. Even you knew when to quit. This time they’re exploring somewhere nearby, wandering around on foot. You hope they get lost. Take a wrong turn and don’t show up for another hour or so. Because this time, the top is down.
The chilly night air nips at your arms and legs, sending shivers throughout your body from moment to moment. Now, there are no windows- no doors to block the sounds that will eventually come forth. There’s nothing to guard your little devious secret from whatever unfortunate or curious soul decides to get too close. And most of all?
There’s nothing to block the vision of you- sitting pretty with your pussy grinding into Prince Noctis’ bulge as he whines underneath you.
It’s fascinating watching him from up above like this. He doesn’t look so Princely with the seat reclined and his lip caught between his teeth. Regardless, you would have to say it’s your favorite few of him so far. So needy, so needy. You just want to take care of him all night long.
But time isn’t on your side. That’s why you do what you can. And you do it good.
He groans in defeat when you stop moving your hips over his lap. His cock twitches beneath you with want and anticipation and need. But a quick shush and a teasing hand pulling down his boxers is enough to get him silent again. You tug at them slowly, pulling the fabric down his legs inch by inch until a nice little present spring free.
It’s hard to see his dick from this angle, but you can tell that it’s fully erect from the way it sticks straight up and slaps against your thigh. A quiet, almost silent sound escapes the dark-haired prince, though he’s more focused on watching your hand reach and around your backside. When your fingers find his cock, you give him a few experimental tugs- relishing the way he hisses from the pleasure- before lining him up with your entrance.
It’s no more than a few seconds of adjusting, but to you, it feels like an eternity. You’ve spent so long dreaming about this. Ever since you laid eyes on his d- no, ever since you laid eyes on him, you knew you had to have him. Now, he’s finally yours. Ready and ripe for the taking. Him and that delicious dick of his.
You don’t waste time. The second you’re lined up, you sink down on him. You’re gasping before the tip is fully in and moaning as the inches begin to fill you up inside. Slowly, slowly, slowly, the stretch is amazing. All too soon, Noct’s hands fly to your hips. Still, he makes no move to force you down faster. His grip on your body alone is enough to tell you that he’s enjoying the tight fit as much as you are.
“Noct, baby?” Your voice comes out all airy and desperate once you finally sink all the way down. Full. That’s all you feel, just full. Part of you wishes you skipped part one and part two just straddle him from the get-go and go to town. The other half of you just can’t think with him so deep inside of you. He’s too thick. Too long and too hot and too much all at once. As much as you want to keep your composure, you’re finding it harder and harder to keep up the facade. “Noct, baby you like that?”
“Y-yeah. Shit-” You’re rolling your hips as he curses, taking the opportunity to make yourself comfortable on his lap. His eyes are on you, half-lidded and dark, as you fuck yourself on his dick. Involuntarily, you clench around him from the mere sight of the Prince looking up at your like you’re prey. It’s different than all that’s happened in the past. He’s not the only one getting pleasured. Even still, you thought you could still keep the upper hand for just a little while longer. But now, he’s looking more and more like the Prince you used to tease and- “Good girl.”
Oh.
Oh.
When you freeze, it’s halfway down his cock with wide eyes and parted lips. You’re panting- panting like a dog by the time he takes over. It’s a silent switch of command. The reigns you used to keep such a tight hold on relinquished in seconds. And he’s there. Picking up the pieces and taking control just like the ruler he was meant to be.
His grip tightens to the point where it’s more than just a simple guiding touch to set the paste. It’s a bruising hold. It’s firm and powerful. It’s taking arms where he knows he’s most needed.
And it’s forcing you to bounce.
You can’t help the sharp gasp as he moves you up and down on his dick. It reaches so deep, so impossibly deep inside of you. It’s disorienting being taken a hold of like this, but with the way he’s making you feel, you don’t want to go back. You can’t go back. Not when he’s making you feel like you could cum in just seconds.
The whiny little Prince you would tease and please is gone. This is the future king you’re riding. This is the future king is allowing you to ride him like the desperate whore you are. You ruining him? What a joke. That was yesterday’s dream. When you all you had to worry about was a dick in your hands or a cock on your tongue. Reality is whimpering like a bitch in heat because that’s what you’ve been reduced to. Reality is falling in love with a Prince’s growls and commands, just because he’s lying underneath you, making himself known between your legs.
Reality is wondering how the hell you’re going survive to gear four.
Under normal circumstances, you’d be able to answer such a mundane yet open-ended question easily. Just say “yes.” Or say “no” and elaborate. To you- to anyone really- such a question never required much thought. A response would just flow from your lips in an instant. It was too never hard.
But that was under normal circumstances.
Circumstances that don’t involve you bracing yourself again the doors of the Regalia on two shaky legs. They also don’t involve you trying to bite back moans and gasp that threaten to slip out as a certain Prince crouches below you, kneads the soft skin of your thighs, and makes a meal out of your pussy.
“M-mhm!” You nod, answering the three boys in front of you with a less than convincing smile as you bit down on your lip. Before you can give a follow-up comment, you feel Noctis give your thigh a squeeze before moving to suck on your clit. Immediately, pleasure shoots up your body like lightning. The sensation causes you to let out a squeak, causing the group’s looks of concern to deepen. “Umm... I-I’m just feeling a little off, that’s all, haha…”
They don’t press you further as you trail off with an awkward laugh. Instead, Ignis, Gladio, and Prompto turn back to each other to continue the conversation they were previously having before speaking to you. You watch their backs for a couple of seconds, half-listening in on their discussion but the words just go in one ear and out the other. It’s hard to keep focus when someone keeps insisting they tongue fuck you mere inches away from their friends.
When you determined that the three unknowing voyeurs are too involved in their conversation to pay attention to you, you take the chance and look down with a glare twisted onto your face. In your view is half of Noctis’s face. The other half is conveniently making quick work of your pussy, trying so hard to make you come undone in such a public setting while his hands hold up your skirt.
His eyes are really what get you. Those beautiful blue eyes of his that you previously adored have become nothing but a menace to you as arches a perfect eyebrow and looks up at you deviously. He doesn’t bother trying to play innocent. Not when he subtly guides your hips into riding his face. He’s more than ready to get proper revenge for all those times you spend toying with him. Whether it was taking charge or being a tease, he wanted to get back at you. No, he needed to get back at you.
And what goes around, comes around after all.
Your legs are really starting to quiver. Both from his onslaught and from being in this position so long. It’s getting so bad that your thighs are threatening to close in on his head (though you have a sneaking suspicion that’s exactly what he wants from you). But every time you try to move- try to run away from him- his arms are right there. Circling your hips and tracing small patterns in your skin to calm you down. To distract you while your mind starts to slip. And when you try to fight against the feeling, his grip only tightens.
You’re his. You’re his to do whatever he wants with. And what he wants now? Simple.
His meal.
“Noct-” His name rushes out of your mouth breathlessly. It’s taking all your strength to keep your voice to a whisper and to keep your hands gripping onto the car door instead of burying them in his hair. “Wha- What are you-”
“Cleaning my cum out,” He answers easily as he pulls away from your poor, overstimulated pussy. You can’t help but shiver at such foul language coming from your sweet little Prince as you glance down at him. The area surrounding his mouth is glistening with your juices. It’s embarrassing to see just how wet and messy you are down there but it was even more embarrassing to see him slowly lick his lips as he refuses to break eye contact with you. “Or did you want to keep it all for later?”
He accents his question by flicking his tongue against your clit. You draw a sharp gasp, hips wiggling as he dives back in to finish what he started- and this time, he moves with purpose. Your mouth falls open into a silent gasp as your chest heaves up and down. Wave after wave, white-hot jolts of pleasure are sent through your body as he sucks and licks, and ohmygod, what is he doing to me??
The noises he’s making are sloppy and loud and wet. It’s too much. It’s way too much. Your eyes flutter shut as he supports you further by practically holding you up while he eats you out. You’re moving your hips wildly, just chasing every feeling that he gives to you as that familiar feeling starts to tighten in your stomach. You’re starting to get close to the edge and he can feel it too.
“That’s it.” He pulls away just to murmur against your skin and press a kiss to the inside of your thigh. “That’s my baby.”
He speeds up. Sucking harder. Licking faster. There’s no mercy in store for you.
“Mmm, Noct!” You’re falling apart. You had always been the one on top. Always. So how did you end up here? Princes don’t belong on their knees. And especially don’t belong princes don’t belong on their knees for some tease like you. “Mmm, please, please please-”
No mercy at all.
“You’re so good for me,” He muses fondly, and you're keening over, only seconds away from tears. “So, so good for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes- yesyesyes,” You nod your head frantically, too far gone to even notice the attention on you. The attention that’s always been on you. “Yes, I’m-”
The rest of the boys aren’t too far away. Distracted, yes, but within earshot. At any moment they could hear something go down. At anymore moment they could sense something happening. It wouldn’t take anything but a few, meager little seconds to look over and see-
The other side of the car. The one barrier between you and your Prince’s unsuspecting voyeurs.
What? You’re brave, not stupid.
Stupid would be trying to ride him again, this time in broad daylight of such an open and exposed area. You remember what happened last time. Hell, your pussy remembers what happened the last time. He left you sore for a couple of days and horny for a lot longer. There’s no way you could keep it on the down-low if you did something like that again. That would be stupid.
Brave, on the other hand, is flashing the white-knuckled prince a coy smile as you pretend to drop a coin right next to the Regalia.
You drop to your knees, leisurely getting on all fours as the coin rolls to a stop just underneath the car. You hear a sharp breath as you brace yourself on your hands and knees. Your too short skirt and nonexistent underwear gave Noctis a perfect view of all the goodies you had to offer. Soaking wet and ripe for the taking- his taking. Couple that with a slow arch of your back as you pretend to reach for the fallen coin and a wiggle of your hips, and you know it won’t be long until you feel his hands on you.
Ask and you shall receive, of course.
It only takes a moment for you to hear him drop down behind you and grab you by the hips. It’s a quick and sudden jerk as he manhandles you away from the car and to grind against his clothed erection. You fall into sync with him naturally, pressing your core against him in a shared rhythm before he takes the back of your head and presses it into the ground. You gasp silently in surprise, but the noise is overshadowed by the sound of Noctis unzipping his pants.
You can’t help the devious smile that spreads across your face as you hear him grunt and spit into his hand. You’re excited. Beyond excited. All this built up just to play with him- to bait him into fucking you right next to his friends. All morning it was a battle. Will he, won’t he? Does he want you, or does he want to avoid getting caught? How far is too far? When does he draw the line?
Clearly, that’s something you haven’t quite found out yet. Test of resolve or not, it doesn’t matter. He’s bolder than you would give him credit for. He’s no longer the dark-haired, blue-eyed prince who stuttered and whimpered just because you got your claws on him. Oh no, now he’s a future King. A future king that’s currently sliding the tip of his dick into your drenched, eagerly awaiting pussy while you both listen to his best friend ramble about absolutely nothing from just a few feet away on the other side of the car.
Your mouth falls open at the sensation of being full, but you don’t dare let a sound fall out. It’s quite stretch as he enters you from behind with the bare minimum done for preparation, but you don’t make a sound. You bite back your moans with half-lidded eyes as Noctis pushes into you, inch by inch until there’s nowhere left for him to go. He lets you adjust- panting as your hands clench into fists, holding in every nose that tries to slip out as you feel its dick pulsate inside of you. Even after all he does to you, he’s still a good boy at heart.
At least, you thought so. Until he moved.
It was a small movement at first. He disguised it as shifting his grip on your hips as moved just the tiniest bit. It catches you off guard as his dick prods against your g-spot so suddenly. You try to look back at him, but all it does is Noctis to arch your back ever further and force your head down. For a moment afterward, the two of you are sitting in complete silence. Your heavy breaths mix with his as his hands glide over your skin. You want to ask him what he’s doing when he starts to flip your skirt up higher. A hand traces thigh always up to your ass cheek with such tenderness, you’re honestly surprised. It’s so sweet how he always-
The hands on your hips return before you can even blink your eyes, and suddenly you’re seeing stars.
“Noct, I-” Your words cut off as he jackhammers himself into your pussy. You bite down hard on your lip as the telltale sound of him slamming into you echoes in the air. In and out, in and out, you’re struggling to breathe. He’s going so fast- he’s making you feel so good. And he took the lead from you this time.
Completely.
You’re not used to not feeling in control.
“Noct-” You hiccup, in-between thrusts directed right for your the little spot inside of you that makes your vision go black. “What if they-”
“Hear?” He finishes your words in a grunt, not even bothering to keep his voice down. “Let them hear.”
Your mind feels fuzzy, and his voice is so warm yet so cruel . He’s fucking you stupid, and he’s fucking you stupid quick. You so dick drunk you wouldn’t even be able to tell if the rest of the group had walked to the other side of the car and had caught you whoring yourself out-
