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A sweet heat.

G'raha Tia has never been known to be anything other than a man focused on education and research, priotising his pursuit of knowledge over anything else. When the miqo'te experienced his first heat as a young Tia, he immedietely seeked out some sort of way to suppress the need to satisfy his cravings for a mate, and found a solution in a potion given to him by one of the local alchemists. As other male Seekers around him experienced their heats and laid with their mates every season, G'raha could be found with his head stuck in a book, blissfully unaware of the desires of the flesh.

It wasn't until after the events at the Crystal Tower that G'raha would slip up and forget about his concoction , for as the Crystal Exarch, he never needed it. As he became one with the tower, a lot of his more primitive needs were suppressed, including his heat and desire to bed a mate. So when he was finally returned to The First and had his old form back, the need for a suppressant was far forgotten by the ginger miqo'te. That is of course until one fateful day it hits him at the worst possible time and place.

In the empty library of The Studium, the Seeker could not shake the uneasy feeling in his body, something was amiss, and it frustrated the man deeply. He was struggling to read more than one sentence of the book in front of him and he could hardly even think clearly. At first he assumed he was falling ill, judging from the sweat forming on his body despite the cool temperature of the room. He was so focused on trying to figure out what was ailing him, that he failed to notice your presence enter the library, and as soon as your voice of greeting met his ears, the realization hit him like a ton of bricks. He was not ill, no, he was being hit with a heat, and judging from how quickly he is loosing himself, it might be the worst heat he would ever experience.

G'raha looses his balance on the stool he was standing upon, and for a moment, wishes the ground would swallow him whole, not only was he making a fool of himself in front of the Warrior of Light, but now he had this damned heat fogging his brain and making it hard for him to focus and form coherent sentences.

As you rush to aid your miqo'te friend, panic flashes in his crimson eyes as he sees your form nearing him, kneeling beside him with concern written all over your face. He notices your attire and he blushes, you were wearing a simple tunic, nothing fancy, but to him? Oh to him you have never looked more beautiful.

"G'raha? Are you alright? I'm so sorry if I startled you. Did you get hurt at all?" Your sweet voice mixed with the adorable way your ears pulled back and your fluffy tail swayed back and forth in worry for the man made it incredibly difficult for him to focus. And as soon as the skin of your hands make contact with his arms, it shoots a bolt of electricity straight through his body and right to his cock. Luckily for him you are too focused on his wellbeing to notice the prominent bulge forming between his legs.

He can hardly hear your voice anymore, he's losing himself at a pace he cannot control and the only things flooding his mind is how good it feels to have your hands on him. He can smell you, and oh gods do you smell incredible to him. The scent of nature clings to your body, no doubt from all your adventuring you have been doing while away from him.

It doesn't take very long for you to notice something is very wrong with the man in front of you, and as you make eye contact with him, you are hyperaware of his pupils being the size of dinner plates. You notice the sheen of sweat covering his body and causing his clothing to cling to his muscular frame. Worry seeps into you as you realize you should probably find one of the healers to come and aid G'raha for whatever ails him. But as you move to leave the miqo's side, you suddenly find yourself on the floor, arms pinned above your head and crimson eyes staring you down.

"G-G'raha?" Gods the way you say his name, it makes the man burn with a passionate need for you the scream it as he's burying his cock inside you. Some part of G'raha is still hyper aware of what he is doing and some shame fills the man as he looks down upon your frame.

"I apologize (y/n)…you would forgive me…that I find myself in a very…difficult position right now." Confusion fills your face, ands its not until you feel the very obvious bulge of the man above you pushing against your thigh that you realize what is wrong with him. A blush explodes over your cheeks as your body heats up in response to having a male in heat so close to you. You would be lying to yourself if you say that you have not thought about this many times while you were alone in your chambers at night, and you were not about to let a perfectly good opportunity go to waste.

"Let me help you, G'raha." He looks down at you with wide eyes, not expecting you to be so understanding of the situation, much less offer to help him. Gods, did you even realize what you were offering the man, were you aware of how much of an effect it was having on him?

"My sweet warrior, always so eager to help those in need…but I…I shouldn't, this isn't right of me- I shouldn't be…taking advantage of you like this" As he rambles on and gathers himself for a second, he weakens his grip on your wrists, allowing you to break free and push him back onto the floor. Now it was your turn to pin the mans wrist above his head, years of being the Warrior of Light making this task incredibly easy. You stare down at the man beneath you, a coy smile on your face and your eyes hazy with lust.

"G'raha…please, let me help you, let me take care of you." As the words leave your mouth, you lean your head down and leave soft kisses upon his neck, pulling a gasp out of him as you do. "Will you allow me to give you the release you need?" As the words leave your mouth, G'raha can only stare at you and nod his head in agreement to your offer. You smile down at him as you release his wrists, now moving your hands down his body.

G'raha could swear that your touch was leaving a trail of fire upon his skin as your hands become familiar with his body. His senses were on high as his control was quickly faltering, leaving him with little choice on being still or compliant while you tease and torment him. It doesn't take him very long to assert control over the situation once more, with you pinned beneath him and his breathing heavy as his eyes stare into yours with one goal in mind. Although his brain is hazed with lust, he is still your G'raha, and something inside him allows to wait, as if asking for you to give consent to his plans for you. While you could easily regain the control over him, something primal within you is screaming at you to submit to G'raha, to give him the green light to ravish you as he wishes and leave you at his mercy, and Gods were you more than happy to obey the inner urge to do just that. Who are you to deny something you are both clearly desperate for? Something that you both crave carnally. Your yearning for the Scion has gone on long enough you would be a fool to deny not only yourself this, but to deny him of his needs.

"Do it, take me as you please, make me yours to keep, yours to breed." All restraint leaves his body as he hears you say that, he seizes the opportunity to capture your lips and kiss you with an inferno like passion that sends your senses into overdrive. You can feel his tongue becoming familiar with yours as the heat between you both was growing by the second. Nothing about this situation was gentle or slow anymore and you thank whichever Gods allowed the library to be empty at this hour, allowing you the privacy you both so desperately desired.

It wasn't long before both your and G'raha's clothing was long forgotten and discarded upon the floor of the library, leaving you both in your underwear. Your hands becoming one with every muscle on his body and his hands firmly placed on your hips as he pulls you close to him, turning his head to deepen the kiss. You suspect that he can feel your arousal for him through your underwear and your suspicions were confirmed the moment you felt his knee push between your thighs and a groan of satisfaction leaves lips.

"Look at you, so ready for me. Your body is screaming for me to touch you, hmm?" He smirks down at you, a glint in his eyes that makes you feel small and submissive, a side of him you have never seen before, and you honestly don't hate it. You love seeing him like this, the usually shy and bashful miqo now dominant and assertive, you would be lying if you said it wasn't making your pussy drip with desire.

There weren't a lot of moments that shocked you, but the moment the normally sweet and gentle G'raha Tia picked you up and pushed you against the wall was certainly one of them. The heat coming off of his body was igniting a heat in yours that made you crave this man deep inside you, and you did not have to wait long.

"Spreads your legs for me, my hero, let me show you how your body should be worshipped." As he borderline growls the instructions in your ears, you comply instinctively. G'raha smiles into your neck, his teeth grazing your neck and pulling out the sweetest whimper from your lips. Although he would never admit it, he was memorizing every little sound you were making, burning it into his memory for later use. As soon as G'raha pushed the tip of his cock inside of you, your body was set alight. You have had bedmates before this, but the feel of G'raha Tia being so intimate with you and being so close just felt so different - it felt right. And with every inch entering you, he was trying his best not to lose himself and fuck you senseless against this wall, he might have been lost in the haze of heat, but he still wanted his first time with you to be special, at least so he thought. The moment he was fully inside of you, your hands found their way into his hair and you let out a moan so sinfully addictive that G'raha would do anything to hear you make those sounds once again. He was so lost in the siren song of your moans that he almost didn't hear what you said.

"I know what you need and I want it just as badly, stop holding back and fuck me like you mean it Raha" You look into his eyes and he can see just how desperately you want him to ruin you, and he will never fully admit how much it effected him to see you - normally so compsed and proper - now feral and horny beyond belief. "Whatever you want my dear, I shall give it to you" and with that all restraints were off, he would no longer hold back from giving you what he truly wanted. As G'raha gets a better grip on your thighs with his fingers softly digging into the soft flesh, he starts pounding into you with no mercy. Your moans bounce off the walls of the library as you lose yourself in the feeling of his cock inside of you, and the way he seems to fill you so perfectly.

G'raha did not know the pleasures of fucking a miqo'te in his heat, but gods above did he regret not doing it sooner. He was quickly becoming addicted to the feeling of your walls hugging him so tightly, your moans and whimpers sounding like heaven upon his ears. He was getting a rush out of it, knowing he was the one pleasing you like this, that he was the one finally getting to fuck you the way he has subconsciously fantasized about over the course of your friendship together.

He was peppering kisses all over your neck and collarbone, leaving tiny bites upon your skin, and occasionally sucking on the sensitive spots. He was marking you with love bites, a subtle sign that you belonged to him and he was proud that you would be wearing them on your skin for days to come. It did not take long for G'raha to feel you tightening around him, your moans becoming more urgent while you clawed at his back. He fully knew what this meant, he knew you were close and gods was he excited to watch you come undone on his cock.

"That's it my sweet warrior, cum for me, show me how much you love the feeling of me buried inside you" He was basically growling into your neck, his own thrusts becoming fast and sloppy, he was making it hard not to cum, for both you and him. And as your walls clamp down around him and your nails dig into his back, G'raha loses himself in the feeling, burying his cock into you, shooting ropes of cum deeply into you.

As you both come down from your highs, G'raha's mind finally clears of the heat, and as he stares down upon your face, and then your naked bodies joint together, he can't help but be embrassed. "F-Forgive me, I- I should not have gone so…I mean, you shouldn't have had to see me in such a state, I deeply apolo-" G'raha is cut off as you grab his face and kiss him passionately.

"Apologize for nothing, I wanted this as much as you did. And I must say, I do hope this won't be the last time either. You are a exceptional lover, G'raha Tia." The ginger miqo'te finds himself blushing and struggling to find the words to say. But as you two part from each other, he feels the urge to still have you near him, almost like he cannot get enough of you.

"Perhaps I could properly apologize by having you join me for a warm bath and taking care of you in there?" He smiles at you bashfully, blushing red as the suggestion leaves his lips. You smile back at him, cupping his face in your hands and running your thumbs over his cheeks.

"I would love nothing more~"

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starlight-brainrot · 5 months

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FFXIV - Academic Rival AU (x reader)

Characters: Aymeric, Alphinaud, Urianger, G'raha Tia, Y'shtola

Tags: fluff, high school AU, academic rival AU, gn reader, miscommunication (g'raha's)

Warnings: since it's a high school AU, it's assumed that wol/reader is the same age as Alphinaud.

Word Count: 1336

Aymeric

Mr. class president

Chess club leader as well?

You, meanwhile, are the captain of various sports teams

As well as boasting a more than stellar gpa

It ends up being a competition of who will have the better college application - him, or you?

Whenever the two of you meet, it feels as though sparks are flying

The two of you will share pleasantries, but make no mistake - the tension is thick.

For every competition he wins, you make sure to win a couple more. For every academic ribbon you earn, he’s right there behind you.

Haurchefant and Thancred secretly have an ongoing bet to see when the two of you will finally get together.

And as time goes on, more and more of your friends join in on this bet

It seems that the feelings between the two of you are obvious to everyone… but you.

Every stolen glance, every blush, every rant about the other - it was maddening to have to watch two idiots clearly in love avoid their feelings over an inconsequential rivalry.

It’s only after the two of you graduate and receive acceptance letters into the same college, both with full ride scholarships, that Aymeric nervously asks you out.

“I know that we were at odds in high school… but seeing as we’re both here and our rivalry has ended in a tie…”

“Would you like to grab coffee with me?”

Congrats to Alisaie, who won $20 from everyone in your friend group.

Alphinaud

The two of you are fellow debate team members

…however, the two of you are constantly trying to one up each other.

Who will capture the attention of the audience?

Who will have a more airtight argument?

You were known for your iron logic. It was tough, if at all possible for others to oppose your arguments

Alphinaud was meanwhile known for capturing the hearts of his audience

Surely a formidable duo, if only the two of you could get along…

As the semester drags on, the big competition for your debate team inched nearer and nearer

With all your mock debates with Alphinaud, you felt like you had done all that you could for tomorrow’s event

But it felt like something was missing…

It was Alphinaud who approached you, wanting to go over strategies

Begrudgingly, the two of you recognized that the other could provide helpful tips

Alisaie gives her brother a knowing look as the two of you settle in with your laptops and coffee. He avoids her look with red cheeks.

He feels sick the morning of the competition. He’s so nervous!

But when he hears you say that he better not lose to anyone but you, he feels some semblance of peace, followed by determination for the day ahead of him.

To no one’s surprise, the two of you crush your competition, leaving your opponents floundering for words as you leave them behind in the dust

No, the real surprise is how loudly the two of you cheer for each other upon victory - how proud you are for Alphinaud and how proud he is of you.

Urianger

You’re unsure of when or how the two of you started competing to see who could read more books in the library.

Perhaps it was that the two of you saw each other there everyday

Or the fact that Moenbryda and Y’shtola seem to constantly egg the two of you on

Little did the two of you know, the roegadyn and miqote were trying to get the two of you together, as they had been trying to do for the past four years.

Maybe this will be the year…

Urianger found himself exploring sections of the library he wouldn’t usually frequent in hopes of being in your presence just a little longer.

His puppy love felt silly to him, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop, especially if you kept looking at him with that soft smile of yours

If given the chance, he’d make a whole new library for you filled with poems and flower words detailing his feelings for you.

If someone were to find one of your names in a library book’s checkout card, it was near guaranteed that the other’s name would be just under it.

Your name became synonymous with his, and vice versa

But a competition that was never meant to be one in the first place will fall apart, have its lines blurred and crossed.

Moenbryda and Y’shtola receive their answer one day when they approach your usual reading spot, only to find the two of you lounging together in one of the library’s bean bags, books long forgotten in favor of sleep wrapped in each other’s embrace.

G’raha Tia

Could the two of you really call it a rivalry?

As far as anyone could see, the two of you just had a string of unusual coincidences.

The exact same schedule, lunch spots near each other, both being on the Tennis team - you saw him every hour of every school day.

So then, was it coincidence that his heart eventually began beating faster when you were around?

G’raha felt like he was going to explode, constantly in your presence

So, like any healthy and sane person does, he begins to (try to) avoid you.

Unfortunately for him, it’s almost impossible to avoid someone who shares your whole schedule

Oh, and you definitely noticed what he was doing.

Had you done something to offend the miqote?

Slowly, your friendship morphed into avoiding the other, both of you running from your feelings

When I say that everyone is tired of the two of you making puppy eyes at each other when you think no one is looking

I mean EVERYONE

It’s the twins who eventually get fed up and decide to act on it, forcing the two of you to put the tennis equipment away together, just to get the two of you to talk.

The silence is deafening as the two of you awkwardly clean up

It’s when the two of you brush fingertips and he recoils like he’d been burned that you snap.

“Am I really that disgusting to you?” You question, frowning.

Upon recognition of what he’s done, G’raha scrambles for an explanation, but eventually sighs and gives in, telling you the truth, he’d always had a crush on you, and hoped it’d fade away with time.

News flash, his feelings only got worse

He sincerely apologizes, not expecting any reciprocation or forgiveness

And is shocked when you give a relieved giggle.

“I’ve always liked you too, idiot.”

Y’shtola

Y’shtola was going to destroy you.

Well, perhaps that’s a bit too strong.

There was an internship available for fresh graduates under a well known researcher, and both you and Y’shtola were competing for a recommendation for said internship

Anyone who witnessed the two of you would admit that it’s a bit scary to watch the two of you interact.

As they say, an immovable object met an unstoppable force.

Even your teacher is a bit intimidated by whatever’s going on between the two of you, but given that they’re receiving help from the two of you, they’ll keep quiet about the fact that they can give you both the recommendation.

Though the two of you were at odds, it didn’t stop you both from completing your work together swiftly and without complaint.

You couldn’t help but feel as though Y’shtola enjoyed riling you up - but even as you tried to resist the temptation to reply to her, you failed every time

Luckily for Y’shtola, out of everyone she could have this silly competitive streak with, it was you. Oh, how cute you look when you’re upset, lips pursed and eyebrows furrowed.

Upon the realization that both of you got the recommendation, an eerie silence entered the room.

All that competition for nothing?

How embarrassing.

And if anyone noticed the two of you walking to a coffee shop, hands entwined after this whole mess?

They’re better off not mentioning it.

a/n - I apologize if I wrote anyone ooc hehe... I'm not used to writing for many characters so I just took em and ran (shrug)

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