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“Should have seen those nimbus clouds coming,” Ravus carefully began peeling his soaked tee from his body, the form of his pecs and abs distractingly prominent through the fabric.
“Oh, come on, honey,” you continued wringing out your hair in the bathroom sink, “Can Lucis’s newest High Commander really be expected to be on guard at all times?”
“Actually, yes. There are many things I must-“ he began answering seriously, brow furrowed slightly, when he heard your small giggle. He turned his face towards you with a smirk, “Being facetious again, I see.”
“You’re always so tense, Ravus,” you strutted towards him, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on your shirt still soaked to your form, “That’s the whole reason we even went on a walk in the first place,” you placed your hands on his chest, his firm muscles cool and damp to the touch as the air finally began wafting over his freshly-barren chest. He simply looked up and down for a moment, your touches stirring something within him.
“I’m afraid you’ll catch cold if you remain in these garments, love,” Ravus’s fingertips travelled up your side. The shudder that overcame you could have been caused by the chill of the saturated fabric, but it was surely only intensified by the sensation of his skin through your clothes. He had, for once, opted to not wear his armor over his prosthetic arm for your walk. When all armor was shed, it was a dark carbon fiber arm, looking only a bit robotic. It had taken some getting used to when you first began dating him, but it never phased you anymore. It was simply part of Ravus; just as his silky white hair - momentarily weighed down by rain - had become tied to the image of love in your mind, you loved seeing him so free of burden and facades with you, knowing that exposing that prosthetic meant more to him than mere convenience.
“I suppose you’re right,” you turned your back to him as you gripped your shirt and pulled it from your body with crossed arms at an intentionally low speed. Ravus was not one to let his guard down often, but you were his weakness. Your chest pounded, a smirk crossing your lips as you knew he was cursing the Six, not being able to behold every single moment of your undressing. No sooner than your shirt was off, a hearty chill ran down your back as hot breath whispered on your neck.
“That was a dastardly move, my flower,” he kissed behind your earlobe, running both his hands up your stomach as he pressed his body against your back.
“ Ravus… ” you sighed a moan, knees buckling slightly as he palmed your breasts. His biological hand was always a bit gentler than his prosthetic, but the varying pressures excited you.
“Don’t fall, now,” he whispered, his real hand moving to unclip your bra from the back with a single movement of his fingers. As he peeled the damp garment from your breasts, your nipples perked at the chill. Wasting no time now, he pulled your pants and panties off, the lingering rain only causing a small delay with his gentle strength. Once you had stepped out of them, he carried you bridal-style to his bed, laying you down with care. It was arousing to no end that maneuvering you seemed to take zero effort from him. You longed for his lips on yours, but his mind seemed to have been made up about what he wanted you to experience first. As you looked down your body over your goosebump-covered breasts, a pair of mismatched eyes pierced you from the apex of your legs.
“Quite… fragrant today,” he smirked, kissing languidly down the interior of your thigh, “Meaning you must be in dire need of this,” his voice grumbled low, his tongue nearly vibrating with the frequency of his chords as he licked a line up your labia. A fistful of damp, white hair was instantly sticking to your palm as you cried out for him. The rain shower may have soaked your clothes, but Ravus was tasting the part of you that no weather pattern could control. As he circled your clit slowly with his tongue, you panted and whimpered, feeling your breast with your free hand, sending more pleasure pulses through your body as you stroked your nipple. You were so lost in the sensation, so lost in what you wanted him to do next, that the clicking of the bedroom door was an afterthought that came much too late.
“Ignis!” you exclaimed, a panic washing over you at the sight of the accidental voyeur, “Ravus, stop,” you gritted your teeth, swatting Ravus’s shoulder urgently while simultaneously grasping for something to cover yourself.
“I-I’m terribly sorry,” he turned his face, “I wasn’t aware you had… company, Ravus.”
Your boyfriend did not flinch to cover his shirtless form; he only cared to ensure you were alright in the midst of this sudden exposure, “I suppose I should have locked the door.”
Ravus remained particularly pacific as he spoke to Ignis, as if to say, “I don’t care what you just saw. In fact, I’m proud someone could bear witness.”
The words exchanged between the men did not even register as you were too focused on your respiration and how your chest swelled, skin prickling red. The initial embarrassment had all but faded into… arousal. It didn’t bother you that Ignis was still there, his eyes shamefully lingering and stealing glances at you and the Commander, turning his cheeks a rosy hue under the glare of his glasses. Ravus was an excellent lover, his devotion to satisfying you knowing no bounds. Even so, the two of you had discussed that, should a situation ever arise such as this, and you wished to seize the opportunity, then-
“Ravus,” you whispered, causing him to instantly pause his muddled exchange with Ignis and turn towards you.
“Yes, dear?”
You lowered your voice considerably, “Ask Ignis… if he wants to…” you felt your face heating.
“If he wants to…” Ravus whispered back, “Join… us?”
You bit your lip and nodded, already allowing the sheets you had thrown over yourself to slip away.
“How about you ask him, dear?” Ravus grabbed your hand and helped you to a seated position, the sheets now falling and revealing your breasts to the man who couldn’t keep his eyes away.
“I-Ignis?” you called to him.
He actually flinched; a rare sight to see the prince’s retainer so flustered, “Yes?”
“Would you come here, please?”
Now he was really red, “What for? You’re not decent, and I’ve imposed enough.”
“ Please -“ you repeated, slipping the remaining covers off of yourself, “-come here.”
After a mere moment of pause, he latched (and locked) the door and strutted over to you and Ravus, “So, how should we… go about this?”
“Follow.”
One simple word was spoken by Ravus as he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoning and unzipping his semi-saturated jeans before pushing them down his legs along with his underwear with some resistance. Your core quivered with need at the sight of his arousal, your burning only intensifying as Ignis unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a slender yet toned figure. While Ravus moved you with ease to lay you such that your head was on a pillow, your wet hair spilling onto the silky pillowcase with a chill, Ignis discarded the rest of his clothes apart from the small black necklace he wore. As the retainer crawled onto the mattress to lie next to you, Ravus delicately turned you on your side to face Ignis, making you wait a painful twenty seconds as he swiftly applied a condom from the nightstand.
Moments later, with a depression of the mattress behind you, Ravus cradled your form against his, filling in the dips and curves of your body with the complementary parts of his as you both lay on your sides. His hand ran down your side, stopping at your hips. His fingertips sunk tenderly into your flesh as he lined himself up with your entrance from behind, feeling his firm body on your soft ass. As his tip met your opening, you quivered, finally getting what you needed. As Ravus slowly and gently fit himself inside you, your mouth fell open in a gasp, right onto Ignis’s lips. You moaned into his mouth while Ravus groaned behind you, feeling his cock twitch inside your pussy. Craving more, you backed your ass into him on instinct. While Ravus slowly rocked his hips back and forth, holding you gently in place to receive his lovemaking, panting and moaning hotly in your ear as he found pleasure in your wetness, Ignis cradled your body from the front. The sights and sounds of your pleasure were proving to be a huge turn-on for him, his cock twitching and stiffening as it rested between his legs.
“Isn’t she beautiful when she’s moaning?” Ravus grunted.
“Enchanting,” Ignis smiled, caressing your chin with soft fingertips before bringing your panting lips to his once again. He only kissed you for a moment before scooting his body down slightly so that his face was level with your swaying breasts. A warm, wet tongue stroked your nipple, and you nearly convulsed, “Ravishing indeed.”
“Ig-!” you cut yourself off with a sharp moan as slender fingers reached between your thighs and rubbed just adjacent to where Ravus was tending to you. Your boyfriend hissed quietly in your ear as the internal convulsions caused by this delicious supplemental friction squeezed him slightly. He nipped at your nape, mouth panting as his body shuddered behind you at his slowly accelerating pace. Skin and muscle beneath your fingers were the only things keeping you grounded as your tension gradually built; one hand encouraging Ravus as it caressed his thigh behind you, the other discovering Ignis’s slim yet defined torso, even venturing downward to where his V-line reached a protrusion. Ignis’s lips fell open, his eyelids fluttering closed as he twitched in your palm. You didn’t need to do much - not that you could even focus enough to do anything more - to make him bite his lip and blush like a bride.
So distracted as you were, you were caught a bit off guard when your climax began building, fueled by Ravus’s strong penetrations and elegant moaning as well as Ignis’s rubbing of your clit and palpable arousal, “ Six , I’m gonna-“ was all you could squawk out before you came hard with Ravus seated inside you. Ignis’s movements ceased, but he lingered, applying pressure to your nub as your whole body jerked with seismic waves of pleasure. Both men showered you with gentle kisses and touches as you rode out the full breadth of your orgasm.
“Oh, darling-“ Ignis spoke low and clear, “-what I would pay to witness that again.”
“Perhaps-“ Ravus took a deep breath as he removed himself from you with poise, “-you can help me settle my tab first, hmm?”
Ignis raised an eyebrow, “What might you be implying, Commander?”
“Coy man,” Ravus smirked, tearing the condom off and discarding it in the waste bin to the side of the bed. In the time it took you to roll onto your back, pushing your damp hair from your face, Ravus had risen to his feet, walking slowly to Ignis’s side of the bed, hardness in-hand.
“You’re always using those lips of yours for diplomacy,” Ravus traced a finger along Ignis’s clenched jaw, “Much too serious a calling.”
“ Hmm ,” Ignis snickered, reaching for his glasses, slowly removing them, folding them, and placing them on the nightstand, “I suppose it would be a shame to not indulge every now and then,” he leaned towards Ravus, his hand reaching up his thigh, “Although, if you’d have me use my lips for such purposes-“ he paused, glancing down, then back up, “-I’d think it polite to first-“
“Enough talk,” Ravus pulled the man closer, their lips colliding fervently. From your vantage point, you could see jaws loosening and tongues meeting, the sight of which caused jolts of arousal to shoot through your body.
Ignis pulled away for a moment, smiling, “Y/N’s taste lingers on your tongue,” he glanced at you, throwing a wink your way, “Brilliant.”
“Properly warmed up now?” Ravus teased, though you could see his facade fading; his cock was pleading for release, and though he wasn’t the begging type, his desperation was beginning to peak.
“Indeed,” Ignis settled his hunched form between Ravus’s slightly-parted legs, taking your boyfriend’s quivering length in his mouth, beginning his confident movements and catching Ravus off-guard; a difficult feat.
“Ignis,” Ravus grunted, twisting his fingers in ash brown hair, tilting his head back, “I had no idea…”
“What?” Ignis removed his mouth for a moment, sneering, “That I’ve a penchant for all sorts?”
Ravus smirked in response, “That’s one way to state it.”
Ignis’s tongue licked slowly from the base of Ravus’s shaft up to the tip, causing your boyfriend to grunt with force as his lips enveloped the tip and plunged downward. What you witnessed next was a manifestation of Ignis’s hunger, his instrument still hard and needy, and Ravus’s loss of control as his pleasure caught up with him after fucking you. Ignis’s head bobbed, his cheeks hollowing, his lips making impossibly filthy wet sounds as he made Ravus pant and shiver, even bucking his hips slightly into the man’s face to beckon himself deeper into his throat.
“Prepare yourself,” Ravus choked out. Moments later, release blossomed on your boyfriend’s face, and as his hips jerked, Ignis did not falter from his position, taking what was no doubt a large serving between his tender lips while groans spilled beautifully into the room. Mesmerizing was the pattern of Ravus’s chest as it rose and fell in his afterglow, his hand almost forgetting to release the hair that he had gripped in ecstasy. Moments later, Ignis discarded his mouthful of Ravus’s release into the waste bin and applied a condom before lying next to you.
Your hands were instantly on his body, “How would you like me?”
“Rather forward, love,” he teased, hoisting your body on top of his with minimal strain.
Considering he was in horrid need of stimulation and your pussy had a certain tautness after your orgasm, it was a wonder Ignis didn’t come the moment he became one with you. His groans were low and reserved at first as you lowered yourself onto him, sheathing him within your pussy with a delighted sigh. As you began slowly rocking your hips back and forth, he reached both hands up; one to intertwine your fingers with his, and the other to palm your perky breasts as they swayed. He was visibly holding himself back; you were certain after everything, he wanted nothing more than to pound himself into you until he met his release. However, Ignis was far too much of a gentleman to resort to such methods of getting off. Even so, you had no problem giving this man what he deserved after everything he had done to contribute to two booming orgasms already.
“Please, tell me what you want, Iggy,” you squeezed his hand.
“I…” he glanced over at Ravus - who had settled in next to him while your bodies became acquainted - as if to procure an approval for whatever he wanted to say and do to you, “Darling, I… I want you to crash over me, as if the Hydraean herself compels your blessed curves,” he bucked into you, causing you to moan, “And please, don’t stop until I’ve learned what wonders your body may bring.”
“A rather stirring request,” Ravus commented from Ignis’s side, his biological hand resting on your thigh as you sat atop your guest. You thought it a shame that the pair could not see how the redness on their cheeks contrasted so marvelously with the blue, purple, and green hues sparkling from their irises as they both stared up at you, regarding you with the same reverence as an Astral.
Ignis felt quite similar to Ravus inside you; a wonderful thing. As you began moving your hips up and down at an amicable pace, you leaned forward, placing your hands on either side of Ignis’s head for support.
“This good?” you moaned onto his lips, earning you a deep kiss from the advisor, his hands suddenly planting themselves on your hips.
“Oh, dearest -“ he had never sounded so helpless, and you were just getting started with him. His head tilted backward into the pillow, his green eyes closing as they rolled back in time with the rolling of your hips. Pleasure budded between the both of you as naturally as blossoms come in spring. Of course, the inherently taboo nature of fucking another man was a hot enough notion on its own to rouse your continued movements, and a glance at Ravus as your mouth panted, your face hot, revealed a gaze of both adoration and intrigue. The cock of his brow seemed to say, ‘I had no idea you could be so raunchy; I love it.’ Your boyfriend propped himself up to lace his fingers through your hair, kissing you while you fucked Ignis. Though, he could not hold on for long as you pushed down on Ignis’s chest, using it as support as you began bouncing up and down on his cock. Whereas before, you had rocked with grace, slowly enveloping him with poise on each downward stroke, you now found yourself crashing down onto him just as he requested, skin slapping as waves would cascade upon a rocky shoreline.
“ Y/N… ” Ignis grabbed your breasts with both hands, rubbing his palms about them and making you whimper from the friction on your nipples. If anything was keeping you going other than your own sloppy pleasure, it was the motivation to keep Ignis singing your praises and cause his release. While you were preoccupied with your own ministrations, you heard Ignis’s moans stifle along with another familiar sound.
“ Fuck… ” you couldn’t keep your thoughts silent as you watched Ravus take the blushing man by the mouth, kissing him sloppily as you rode him closer to his imminent climax. What you didn’t expect as you pursued Ignis’s finish was that you would once again be overcome with sensation. At the sight of lips on sharp faces mingling and the sounds of your sex, your fingers curled, leaving scratches on Iggy’s chest that you would have to apologize for later.
“ Iggy!… Fuck! …” your head jerked backward as you humped him, milking this second blessing for all it was worth, “ Oh, Gods… ”
As you caught your breath, your pussy and hips still spasming as you leaned forward, Ignis’s face scrunched in tandem with his clutching of your hips, compelling you to stay down as you felt his cock pulse inside you, his nectar spilling into the condom in bursts.
“ Oh , darling… ” his grip on your hips loosened as his body finally relaxed. Green eyes on a placid face marveled at you as you nestled in between Ravus and Ignis. The former man’s skin was shockingly chilly in contrast to the latter whose body was hot from what had just transpired, and you welcomed the varying sensations on your skin which was now damp with nothing other than sweat. Your hair had frizzed beyond normal, meaning only that Ravus would help you tend to it later; you looked forward to that.
“I must… thank you both-“ Ignis turned his body towards you, “-for allowing this with such… enthusiasm.”
“It was beneficial for each of us,” Ravus kissed your cheek, cradling your body with his once again, “Did you enjoy yourself, flower?” he whispered.
“Ravus-” you giggled softly, “-do you really need to ask?”
A chaste chuckle expelled from his lips, “I suppose not.”
As you lay there cradled between them, you noticed evening light streaming in through the windows. You’d not even noticed the thunder and heavy rain that had rapped the Citadel windows while you had lost yourself in a different kind of crashing wetness. Bless Ramuh it had rained.