[If Ezio was fire then Noctis was the air feeding the flames, each breath sending them soaring higher until it felt as though they could reach the sky.
This attraction that he felt for Noctis was bone deep and jarring, unlike anything that he had ever felt before. There were so many things that made it different, but they paled in comparison to the desire that awoke within him.
None of them were enough to make him stop wanting Noctis.
In a single step, a single heartbeat he's invading the other's personal space, one hand going to the slender curve of hip created by the dress and coat, while the other cup a pale cheek, thumb ghosting along the heated flush still present.]
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This attraction that he felt for Noctis was bone deep and jarring, unlike anything that he had ever felt before. There were so many things that made it different, but they paled in comparison to the desire that awoke within him.
None of them were enough to make him stop wanting Noctis.
In a single step, a single heartbeat he's invading the other's personal space, one hand going to the slender curve of hip created by the dress and coat, while the other cup a pale cheek, thumb ghosting along the heated flush still present.]
Do I need to punish you?