Final Fantasy 15 & 7 X Reader ~Fluff & Smuts~

Early Morning ~Cor~ *SMUT*

I've been traveling with the Marshal for at least a month now, Regis assigned him as my personal trainer, the Marshal didn't have a problem with it, I did, and it's nothing I could just outwardly say to the king. It had nothing to do with the fact I didn't like the Marshal, quite the opposite. It had everything to do with the fact that I wanted him, however, he was...a lot older than I am. By twenty years. I don't know his secret...how can someone who is 45 years old look that damn good?! It made no sense to me! I wanted to tell him that I wanted him...but again, it isn't something I could outwardly say...if telling the king I had a small problem with traveling with the Marshal, Cor was a bigger no, no. He's the Marshal, he's a very hard person to read, he rarely shows any emotion, and he's a badass. It was only two days ago that actually got him to laugh with my horrible dark humor and that was because he was laughing at me laughing at the jokes I had looked up on my phone. I opened my eyes, blinded by the light, I rubbed my eyes and stretched. I sat up in the bed I was sleeping in, yawned and looked over at the other bed. Cor was still asleep. I smiled to myself as I remembered last night.

~Flashback~

Cor and I walked beside each other in the woods, we were heading to a hunt he had accepted, and I let out a sigh. "All right! I'm bored..." I said as I pulled out my phone, I searched up dark humor jokes. I snorted at a few and then looked at him. "You're not gonna freak out if I repeat a few of these jokes are you?" I asked as he looked at me with an arched eyebrow, "why would I?", "cause it's dark humor...I much prefer dark humor over regular humor..." I explained, "no. I wouldn't get offended over a few jokes...they're jokes..." he said as he stretched and cracked his neck. I gave him a smile and looked at my phone again, "oh gods...that one is horrible!" I tried not to laugh. He arched an eyebrow, "why can't orphans play baseball?" I looked at him trying now to laugh as he grew a small smile at me trying to hold it together, "I don't know...why?" he asked cocking his head, "they don't know where home is at" I laughed "that one was horrible!" he shook his head as I continued to laugh and then I looked at my phone giggling. "What's long, yellow, and can't swim?", "don't know...what?" we kept looking, "a bus full of children!" I laughed, I continued to laugh as he watched me, that's when I heard it, him laughing. I was in shock at first because I'd never heard him laugh before and then I continued to read off a few more jokes and then laugh at them which is return causing him to laugh. So there we were two people, laughing in the woods at dark humor.

~End~

I smiled to myself as I yawned again, 'I want to hear him laugh again...it was nice...' I heard him start to stir in his sleep, I looked over him and his eyes fluttered open and met with mine. "Morning" I spoke as he sat up and my face grew red since he was shirtless, I tore my gaze from him, "how long was I asleep?" he asked rubbing his eyes, "an hour...it's currently six in the morning..." I told him as he sighed, "what are you doing awake?" he asked looking at me, "I wake up naturally around five or five-thirty. If you wanna sleep until seven or eight...nows the time to go back to sleep..." I told him as he groaned a little, "I had the strangest dream..." he whispered as he looked at the room, "oh?" I arched an eyebrow because he usually never repeats his dreams to me, he nodded and sighed. "It was weird, you were trying to tell me something, but you always backed out for some reason...I had finally had enough and then when you went to tell me that something again I..." he trailed off, 'his dream was about me?' I stared at him, he looked at me.

"Never mind...dreams are weird...wake me at eight please" he spoke as he lays back down, "all right..." I whispered, after a few hours, I was sitting in a chair drawing as he softly snores. I smiled to myself as I continued to draw, 'perfect!' I sighed as I stared at the picture and then set it on the table beside me.