FFXIV - A Night in the Cold
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squeaklingsTitle: A Night in the Cold
Wordcount: 1811
Fandom: FFXIV
Rating: M
Warnings: Sexual content, post EW vague spoilers
Summary: After falling into frozen water in a bid to save her, Eon and Alisaie have an intimate chat.
Notes: I very much ship them. My headcanon has ARR, HW and SB lasting at least a year each, so in this timeline she is at least 19 and he is 21. Beta version.
"You stubborn, foolish man!"
Eon tried to respond, but his body didn't seem to be working right. He was moving, but he was looking at the sky? Gods it was cold, so cold.
"When we get back I'll…" Alisaie didn't finish the sentence and Eon smirked. Tried to smirk. Was he being dragged?
Suddenly the sky blotted out and they stopped. Alisaie moved around his side, setting something on the ground, but he couldn't see what it was. He was sleepy–should he sleep?
"Don't!" She was there right in front of him, her braid hanging over her shoulder. He tried to reach for it but his arm didn't want to move. "You can't fall asleep, not yet."
She moved out of sight and he heard shuffling, some mild cursing, and then a fire sprang up beside him. Oh, that felt very nice.
"Eon, you need to help me." Alisaie was beside him again. "I'm going to sit you up so I can lay down a blanket, but I can't lift you. Are you ready?" He nodded. …thought he nodded. Alisaie hooked an arm under his shoulder and hefted, and he did his best to help push himself up. After a few failed attempts they finally succeeded in sitting him up, but the air was much colder like this and he started shivering uncontrollably.
"I know, I'll get you warm soon, just hold on." She laid out her bedroll and then grabbed his and set it to the side. Then she pursed her lips, her cheeks flushing red, and knelt beside him.
And then she started taking his clothes off.
"Huh?!"
"If you stay in these you'll freeze to death. I'll set them to dry by the fire and you'll be wrapped in the bedrolls." She didn't quite look at him. "A blizzard started just a little bit before I found this cave. It's interfering with my linkpearl. This is the best way I know to help you."
She'd shimmied him out of his coat and was working on his shirt. Eon tried to help but his arms felt heavy and he just wanted to sleep.
"You shouldn't have done that," she said quietly, but he could hear the anger and fear under the surface. "I would have been fine." Her voice failed as he finally managed to lift his hand to press against her cheek and she clutched it. "Stubborn, foolish man."
"Worth it," he croaked out, before the world started spinning and he fell forward on top of her. She managed to keep them upright, but barely. Her voice sounded very far away.
Really, he just wanted to sleep…
**
Something warm was pressed against his chest, and he pulled it closer only for it to let out a small squeal.
"E-Eon, are you awake? Oh thank the gods."
"Hnn?" The warm thing shifted, and Eon's eyes flew open. Alisaie lay curled up in his arms, both of them snuggled up under his bedroll, and both of them very naked.
"I kept telling you not to fall asleep," she continued, oblivious, "but once the fire really got started and you warmed up some I couldn't really… Eon, what's wrong?"
He made a choking sound and tried to gesture, but just brushed the back of his hand along her ribcage instead. Alisaie stiffened at the touch.
"Why–" Words seemed to fail him. Sleeping naked was normal for him, but he was very sure that was only the case for him.
The younger elezen flushed but her voice was steady. "To prevent hypothermia it's best to remove any wet clothing, and shared body heat is the best way to raise core temperature." She sounded like she was reading from a manual. "But body heat transfers fastest skin to skin, so," her voice faltered ever so slightly. "I…"
"Thank you." The words sounded lame, but he couldn't really think what else to say. His mind was going every which way as it was.
After returning from Ultima Thule they'd talked about things left unsaid too long, and since then they held hands and kissed when no one was looking. He'd be lying if he said he didn't have thoughts about more, but he didn't want to ruin what took them so long to finally build.
Alisaie smiled, some of that witty fire back in her eyes. "Of course. I couldn't just let you freeze– Eon?!"
He hugged her tight, their chests pressed together as his arms easily circled her small frame. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pressed her face against his neck.
"Don't you ever do that again."
"Can't promise that."
"You stubborn, foolish man!" He chuckled and she leaned her head back enough that he could see her angry blush. "I don't see what's funny."
He pressed his forehead against hers. "That's the third time you called me that."
"I'll call you that as many times as it takes to get it through your–" She cut off abruptly as he shifted and kissed her lips.
Well, so much for not ruining things.
But the kiss she returned was fierce as she cupped his face with both hands. As many stolen kisses as they'd shared, none had been quite like this. She readily parted her lips for his tongue, careful of his fangs; they'd learned the hard way regarding those, and Alphinaud was kind enough not to mention his sister's swollen lip the next day.
"Hey, Ali, can I –" He whispered against her mouth, breaths heavy when he finally broke the kiss.
"Yes!"
Eon chuckled and kissed her again as he loosened his grip on her. His left hand trailed up and down her back, teasing her skin with the tips of his nails, while his right snaked between them and cupped one of her breasts. Alisaie ran her hand up and down his arm before settling against his back.
Her breast was small in his hand, her nipple hard from either the cold or his touch. Eon circled his thumb across the firm nub, excited by the little gasps she made against his lips. He tried to casually shift his hips away from hers so she wouldn't notice how hard he was getting; kissing and touching was one thing, that might cause some issues.
But she hooked her ankle around his and he froze. "I'm well aware," she said, lips never leaving his. Her hand on his back traveled down to his hip.
"Ali?"
"I was very patient," she continued, tracing his side until he shivered. "But I thought, maybe," her voice faltered and he felt her blush, "I would let you lead."
Oh. Oh. He'd been so nervous about going too far and she'd been…
He grinned against her lips, his own face as heated as hers. His fingers danced across her breasts, down her ribs and to her hips as he pulled her closer, his dick hard against her thigh. She gasped and playfully smacked his side when he squeezed her ass, but quickly caught her breath when he trailed his lips down to her pulse.
He could feel her heart beating as he nipped at her neck playfully, careful of his fangs against her smooth, pale skin. She leaned her head back to give him better access, breasts pressing against his chest. Gods, she tasted good. Felt good, too, as her leg hooked around his and pulled him closer.
"Ali," he whispered against her neck as he rolled her onto her back. As soon as she could she wound her arms around his shoulders and tangled her fingers in his hair. His ears flicked as her fingers brushed against them and he shivered.
"Ticklish?" She asked, and scritched the base of one ear. He moaned softly and she laughed. "I've always liked your ears."
"Feels nice." He pressed his face against her collarbone as she touched his ears and did his best not to dig his nails into her hips.
"Is your tail this sensitive, too?" She finally trailed her hands down onto his back and he peeked up at her face through his lashes. "Just, you know, wondering."
Eon grinned and kissed the swell of her breast. Alisaie sucked in a breath. "Not telling."
Whatever answer she may have given died in her throat when he gently pulled a nipple between his lips and ran his tongue along it. She gasped out something that may have been a curse and pressed her fingers into his back. Her nails would never be as sharp or long as his, but they still pinched.
After a few minutes he switched to her other breast, and she reached down to lift one of his hands up to her lips. He started to lift his head to question her, and then she slipped one of his fingers into her mouth and every thought vanished from his mind. If his dick wasn't already hard it definitely was now, and he nearly started rutting against her before he stopped himself.
"Ali," he growled, and she eyed him with what he could only think of as haughty defiance.
"It's not fair if you're doing everything," she offered, her cheeks bright red but a coy smile on her lips. She kissed his knuckle.
"That's–" He gasped when she shifted her hips slightly, and even Alisaie seemed surprised judging by the sound she made. "Ali, I –"
Not looking quite as confident as before, Alisaie smiled and twined her fingers with his. "I have wanted this for a long time," she admitted, suddenly unable to meet his eyes. "At least since we settled in Camp Broken Glass."
Eon swallowed thickly. That was months ago. They'd been dancing around each other all this time despite wanting the same thing.
"It's still a bit nerve-wracking though," she chuckled, and pressed their joined hands against her heart. "I did hope you'd catch on by now."
"I was afraid of going too fast." He pulled away enough so he could clearly see her. "I was surprised when you kissed me back in Old Sharlayan." She’d come into his room while he was recovering from their final battle, and let him know exactly what she thought.
Alisaie rolled her eyes but her smile was bright. "Foolish man."
"You do like saying that," Eon smirked, and leaned down to kiss her. As he did the bedroll slid down his shoulders and he made a sound somewhat like a yelp. "Gods it's cold!"
Alisaie laughed, bright and loud, and pulled him into her arms. Her lips were warm and soft against his. "I forgot where we were…." She kissed him, just a quick peck on the lips. "Maybe we should wait, and give this another try in a warm room on a soft bed?"
Eon's ears perked up and he grinned despite the blush darkening his cheeks. "I'd like that."
Wordcount: 1811
Fandom: FFXIV
Rating: M
Warnings: Sexual content, post EW vague spoilers
Summary: After falling into frozen water in a bid to save her, Eon and Alisaie have an intimate chat.
Notes: I very much ship them. My headcanon has ARR, HW and SB lasting at least a year each, so in this timeline she is at least 19 and he is 21. Beta version.
"You stubborn, foolish man!"
Eon tried to respond, but his body didn't seem to be working right. He was moving, but he was looking at the sky? Gods it was cold, so cold.
"When we get back I'll…" Alisaie didn't finish the sentence and Eon smirked. Tried to smirk. Was he being dragged?
Suddenly the sky blotted out and they stopped. Alisaie moved around his side, setting something on the ground, but he couldn't see what it was. He was sleepy–should he sleep?
"Don't!" She was there right in front of him, her braid hanging over her shoulder. He tried to reach for it but his arm didn't want to move. "You can't fall asleep, not yet."
She moved out of sight and he heard shuffling, some mild cursing, and then a fire sprang up beside him. Oh, that felt very nice.
"Eon, you need to help me." Alisaie was beside him again. "I'm going to sit you up so I can lay down a blanket, but I can't lift you. Are you ready?" He nodded. …thought he nodded. Alisaie hooked an arm under his shoulder and hefted, and he did his best to help push himself up. After a few failed attempts they finally succeeded in sitting him up, but the air was much colder like this and he started shivering uncontrollably.
"I know, I'll get you warm soon, just hold on." She laid out her bedroll and then grabbed his and set it to the side. Then she pursed her lips, her cheeks flushing red, and knelt beside him.
And then she started taking his clothes off.
"Huh?!"
"If you stay in these you'll freeze to death. I'll set them to dry by the fire and you'll be wrapped in the bedrolls." She didn't quite look at him. "A blizzard started just a little bit before I found this cave. It's interfering with my linkpearl. This is the best way I know to help you."
She'd shimmied him out of his coat and was working on his shirt. Eon tried to help but his arms felt heavy and he just wanted to sleep.
"You shouldn't have done that," she said quietly, but he could hear the anger and fear under the surface. "I would have been fine." Her voice failed as he finally managed to lift his hand to press against her cheek and she clutched it. "Stubborn, foolish man."
"Worth it," he croaked out, before the world started spinning and he fell forward on top of her. She managed to keep them upright, but barely. Her voice sounded very far away.
Really, he just wanted to sleep…
**
Something warm was pressed against his chest, and he pulled it closer only for it to let out a small squeal.
"E-Eon, are you awake? Oh thank the gods."
"Hnn?" The warm thing shifted, and Eon's eyes flew open. Alisaie lay curled up in his arms, both of them snuggled up under his bedroll, and both of them very naked.
"I kept telling you not to fall asleep," she continued, oblivious, "but once the fire really got started and you warmed up some I couldn't really… Eon, what's wrong?"
He made a choking sound and tried to gesture, but just brushed the back of his hand along her ribcage instead. Alisaie stiffened at the touch.
"Why–" Words seemed to fail him. Sleeping naked was normal for him, but he was very sure that was only the case for him.
The younger elezen flushed but her voice was steady. "To prevent hypothermia it's best to remove any wet clothing, and shared body heat is the best way to raise core temperature." She sounded like she was reading from a manual. "But body heat transfers fastest skin to skin, so," her voice faltered ever so slightly. "I…"
"Thank you." The words sounded lame, but he couldn't really think what else to say. His mind was going every which way as it was.
After returning from Ultima Thule they'd talked about things left unsaid too long, and since then they held hands and kissed when no one was looking. He'd be lying if he said he didn't have thoughts about more, but he didn't want to ruin what took them so long to finally build.
Alisaie smiled, some of that witty fire back in her eyes. "Of course. I couldn't just let you freeze– Eon?!"
He hugged her tight, their chests pressed together as his arms easily circled her small frame. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pressed her face against his neck.
"Don't you ever do that again."
"Can't promise that."
"You stubborn, foolish man!" He chuckled and she leaned her head back enough that he could see her angry blush. "I don't see what's funny."
He pressed his forehead against hers. "That's the third time you called me that."
"I'll call you that as many times as it takes to get it through your–" She cut off abruptly as he shifted and kissed her lips.
Well, so much for not ruining things.
But the kiss she returned was fierce as she cupped his face with both hands. As many stolen kisses as they'd shared, none had been quite like this. She readily parted her lips for his tongue, careful of his fangs; they'd learned the hard way regarding those, and Alphinaud was kind enough not to mention his sister's swollen lip the next day.
"Hey, Ali, can I –" He whispered against her mouth, breaths heavy when he finally broke the kiss.
"Yes!"
Eon chuckled and kissed her again as he loosened his grip on her. His left hand trailed up and down her back, teasing her skin with the tips of his nails, while his right snaked between them and cupped one of her breasts. Alisaie ran her hand up and down his arm before settling against his back.
Her breast was small in his hand, her nipple hard from either the cold or his touch. Eon circled his thumb across the firm nub, excited by the little gasps she made against his lips. He tried to casually shift his hips away from hers so she wouldn't notice how hard he was getting; kissing and touching was one thing, that might cause some issues.
But she hooked her ankle around his and he froze. "I'm well aware," she said, lips never leaving his. Her hand on his back traveled down to his hip.
"Ali?"
"I was very patient," she continued, tracing his side until he shivered. "But I thought, maybe," her voice faltered and he felt her blush, "I would let you lead."
Oh. Oh. He'd been so nervous about going too far and she'd been…
He grinned against her lips, his own face as heated as hers. His fingers danced across her breasts, down her ribs and to her hips as he pulled her closer, his dick hard against her thigh. She gasped and playfully smacked his side when he squeezed her ass, but quickly caught her breath when he trailed his lips down to her pulse.
He could feel her heart beating as he nipped at her neck playfully, careful of his fangs against her smooth, pale skin. She leaned her head back to give him better access, breasts pressing against his chest. Gods, she tasted good. Felt good, too, as her leg hooked around his and pulled him closer.
"Ali," he whispered against her neck as he rolled her onto her back. As soon as she could she wound her arms around his shoulders and tangled her fingers in his hair. His ears flicked as her fingers brushed against them and he shivered.
"Ticklish?" She asked, and scritched the base of one ear. He moaned softly and she laughed. "I've always liked your ears."
"Feels nice." He pressed his face against her collarbone as she touched his ears and did his best not to dig his nails into her hips.
"Is your tail this sensitive, too?" She finally trailed her hands down onto his back and he peeked up at her face through his lashes. "Just, you know, wondering."
Eon grinned and kissed the swell of her breast. Alisaie sucked in a breath. "Not telling."
Whatever answer she may have given died in her throat when he gently pulled a nipple between his lips and ran his tongue along it. She gasped out something that may have been a curse and pressed her fingers into his back. Her nails would never be as sharp or long as his, but they still pinched.
After a few minutes he switched to her other breast, and she reached down to lift one of his hands up to her lips. He started to lift his head to question her, and then she slipped one of his fingers into her mouth and every thought vanished from his mind. If his dick wasn't already hard it definitely was now, and he nearly started rutting against her before he stopped himself.
"Ali," he growled, and she eyed him with what he could only think of as haughty defiance.
"It's not fair if you're doing everything," she offered, her cheeks bright red but a coy smile on her lips. She kissed his knuckle.
"That's–" He gasped when she shifted her hips slightly, and even Alisaie seemed surprised judging by the sound she made. "Ali, I –"
Not looking quite as confident as before, Alisaie smiled and twined her fingers with his. "I have wanted this for a long time," she admitted, suddenly unable to meet his eyes. "At least since we settled in Camp Broken Glass."
Eon swallowed thickly. That was months ago. They'd been dancing around each other all this time despite wanting the same thing.
"It's still a bit nerve-wracking though," she chuckled, and pressed their joined hands against her heart. "I did hope you'd catch on by now."
"I was afraid of going too fast." He pulled away enough so he could clearly see her. "I was surprised when you kissed me back in Old Sharlayan." She’d come into his room while he was recovering from their final battle, and let him know exactly what she thought.
Alisaie rolled her eyes but her smile was bright. "Foolish man."
"You do like saying that," Eon smirked, and leaned down to kiss her. As he did the bedroll slid down his shoulders and he made a sound somewhat like a yelp. "Gods it's cold!"
Alisaie laughed, bright and loud, and pulled him into her arms. Her lips were warm and soft against his. "I forgot where we were…." She kissed him, just a quick peck on the lips. "Maybe we should wait, and give this another try in a warm room on a soft bed?"
Eon's ears perked up and he grinned despite the blush darkening his cheeks. "I'd like that."
