*Art trade fic for Rainbow-Flyer. Takes place a few weeks pre-game. Similar to 7 Minutes. PWP. Kinky Iggy.

HANDS-FREE

Ignis held up two items before Noctis for him to wear that evening and he was beginning to get impatient with the Prince's indecisiveness. Ignis was already dressed for the occasion in a new vest and tie with tastefully matching trousers and shoes.

Noctis sat, nearly naked but for his boxer briefs on the bed before him. A look of indifference on his face. "I don't know Iggs. I really like both of them. Can't you just decide for me?"

The advisor only held up the two articles up higher. "You are the future King of Insomnia, you will have much more difficult decisions to make in the future. Please at least make an effort for a change… promptly if possible." His voice laced with exasperation.

Noctis scoffed and looked from one item to the other. How he could look so apathetic never seemed to amaze Ignis. He would have to change that. "The black one, I guess," he finally said.

"Thank goodness. Another moment and I was going to make you wear both," he said before tossing the red blindfold aside and clipping the black ball gag into the prince's mouth. "Is that too tight?" he asked. Noctis shook his head as he laid back down on the bed. Ignis reached up and secured the padded hand cuffs to the Prince's wrists. For a moment he debated whether to secure his ankles too, but he decided against it. He traced a fingernail down Noct's neck, down his chest and abs before hooking a finger on the elastic of his briefs.

With all the fabric discarded Ignis took a moment to appreciate the Prince's physique. He had put on a decent amount of toned muscle over the years. No longer was he the lanky adolescent he once knew, but real royalty. Everyone, with the exception of very few, treated him as such. It was in these rare moments that Ignis was able to be the one in charge, rather than the other way around. He relished it, as did the Prince.

Who would have imagined that the future King would like being dominated?

Ignis went over to the locked end table drawer and pulled out the bottle of lube as well as a few toys he kept handy for just such an occasion. He held up each item in front of Noctis, waiting for a nod of the head as to which item to use. Riding crop? No. Wax candle? No. Plug? Not today.

Ignis' brow furrowed. "Please tell me you don't plan on being as indecisive with this as you were your gag. We do have places to be in," he looked at his watch, "a little over an hour."

Noctis just shrugged at him. Ignis was supposed to be the one doling out the mild torture, but the Prince was the one vexing him to no end.

It was then that a devilish smirk tugged at the advisors lips. He'd nearly forgotten. "Well, Highness, if you can't decide for yourself then I'll just have to decide for you." He stood up and went over to his closet, pulling out a package he'd purchased and almost forgotten about. "I was going to save this for my birthday, but this appears to be a good a time to use it as any."

He watched with delight as Noct's eyes grew wide as he opened the package.

It was a generous sized dildo with a curve to the end of it. Ignis held the remote control that came with it before clicking it on. The toy began to buzz as the curved head rotated at various speeds as he played with it. Ignis watched as a hint of panic began to cross Noct's features.

Good.

He crawled onto the bed and rolled his sleeves up, applying a generous amount of lube to his hand before reaching out and tracing a finger up his Prince's rapidly hardening length. Noct moaned lightly as Ignis gradually increased pressure and the amount of skin to skin contact. He watched as an intense flush made its way across Noct's cheeks and began traveling lower to his neck and shoulders.

By now Noctis was rock hard as Ignis began to slowly creep his hands lower and play with his balls and trace a finger around his entrance. All the while the advisor remaining fully dressed and the avatar of composure.

When he inserted a finger and pressed up to the bundle of nerves he knew well Noctis let out a moan around the gag. Ignis inserted another finger and did the same at an agonizingly slow pace while he ignored the throbbing member twitching against the Prince's lubricant streaked abs. When he added a third finger and curved his fingers just so Noctis let out a whine.

Ignis pulled out and turned his attention to his new toy. He lubed it up before pressing the tip against Noct's ring of muscle before slowly pushing it in. When the head cleared he waited a few seconds before pulling it all the way back out and repeated. The noises Noct was making was music to his ears. He was glad Noctis had chosen the gag. Ignis adored watching the Prince's eyes roll back in his head and plead him for more.

Six that was hot.

Finally he stopped the tease and pushed the toy in further until it reached a narrow part in the shaft specially designed to hold it in place. Removing his hand he wiped his lubed fingers off on the sheets before turning his attention to the remote control. "Ready?" he asked. Noctis shook his head 'no' as his thighs trembled from the sensation he was already experiencing. "What a shame," Ignis said as he turned the toy on its lowest setting.

Noct's hips shot off the bed as it began to move inside him. Perhaps he should have tied down his ankles. Oh well. Hindsight 20/20 and all.

He put his hand on the Princes trembling abs and pushed him back down onto the bed. "If you don't hold still I will have to secure you further," he warned. Noct answered by shooting him a glare that was somewhere between agony and nirvana. His hands were trembling against the cuffs and for a moment Ignis was concerned about leaving a mark on the royal wrists. It was a good thing Noctis would be wearing a long sleeve shirt at the event later.

Hand still on Noct's stomach he turned the toy up to the medium setting. Noctis jumped, but held himself to the bed this time. Every muscle was trembling under Ignis' fingers and he could swear he felt the vibration through the layer of flesh and skin. When Noct seemed to almost become accustomed to it Ignis turned it on its highest setting and Noct screamed into the gag.

Ignis held him down as the Prince writhed beneath him. There was a steady stream of saliva coming out from around the gag as he leaned down and whispered into Noct's ear. "Would you like me to let you come? Or should I just push the toy all the way in and leave it there for the duration of the party?"

Noctis looked at him wide eyed and moaned something that sounded like an objection. Ignis actually debated it for a moment, but didn't think he would be able to explain the situation to Regis if his son passed out on the dance floor. He lowered his voice an octave and said, "If I allow you to come, will you be more decisive when I ask you a question in the future?" Noctis nodded frantically, still teetering on the brink of orgasm. "If I let you come will suck me off and let me fuck you into oblivion after the party?" Another frantic nod. "Very well," he said before reaching down to Noctis twitching cock and gave it a few hard tugs as he removed his glasses.

Traveling his head lower, Ignis ran a tongue down the Prince's trembling torso before taking Noct's member into his mouth without any further hesitation. He could feel the vibrations from within as the Prince's cock slid across his tongue and down his throat. It didn't take long before Noctis shuttered and came into Ignis mouth in violent spurts.

Ignis held the load in his mouth and slowly turned the settings on the toy down until it was off. Returning to the Prince's face he reached around his head and unclasped the gag. He barely let Noct draw a full breath before he grabbed his hair and pulled him into a hard kiss, returning the Prince's orgasm to him. When he pulled away Noctis swallowed and looked up at him with blown out pupils and a euphoric expression.

"Good boy," said Ignis as he unlocked the cuffs. Noct's arms flopped down to the pillows. "I suggest you get yourself cleaned up. We now only have about twenty minutes before we're expected in the ballroom, and I will not be tardy." Noctis didn't move for a moment. Ignis picked up the controller and quickly flipped it to high. Noctis yelped as Ignis turned it back off. "Did I stutter?" he said as Noctis slowly stood up from the bed.

Ignis returned his glasses to his face and smirked at his Prince.

He knew he would be more prompt with his decision making next time.