How To Drive The Car (Noctis Lucis Caelum x Reader) - Third Gear
𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲?? 𝗵𝗺𝗺𝗺 𝘄𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘀𝗼 𝘄𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘀𝗸. 𝗼𝗵 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗵𝗲𝗲 :]
𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅. 𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴.
𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁: 𝗼𝗻𝗲 || 𝘁𝘄𝗼 || 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 || 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿 || 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
It’s your riskiest venture yet.
But it's the first time- so it has to be good.
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.
