[He shouldn't like this half as much as he does, this game of cat and mouse, advancing like an eagle after it's prey. But the fact remains that he does, that he enjoys the fact that all Noctis can do is look at him and barely breathe out that word because he's already got his mind so scrambled.
Eyes flicker downwards once, then follow the same path much more slowly, taking in every inch of the black outfit that Noctis' is currently wearing. He really does make this entirely too easy.]
Up there. [The roof. Namely, the little rooftop garden that someone had so lovingly tended all winter.]
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Eyes flicker downwards once, then follow the same path much more slowly, taking in every inch of the black outfit that Noctis' is currently wearing. He really does make this entirely too easy.]
Up there. [The roof. Namely, the little rooftop garden that someone had so lovingly tended all winter.]