[The sting of the hit shouldn't feel so good; a polar opposite to the warm, soft breath against his face, falling from those tempting lips. And it makes Noctis gasp loudly, pressing even closer against Ezio instead of pulling away.
Ezio gets a somewhat shy nod, eyes darting around because, but a twitch of the lips holding a small smile- he didn't expect to like that as much as he did, which probably makes him a bit weird.]
I-I'm fine-
[Again. Six, he wants to feel that hand land another sharp hit- he just doesn't have enough breath to voice it.]
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Ezio gets a somewhat shy nod, eyes darting around because, but a twitch of the lips holding a small smile- he didn't expect to like that as much as he did, which probably makes him a bit weird.]
I-I'm fine-
[Again. Six, he wants to feel that hand land another sharp hit- he just doesn't have enough breath to voice it.]