[Ignis feels strangely vulnerable, here without his hair undone, his glasses off, and someone he wants far too much in his arms. He's giving everything away, and that's not what Ignis does often or easily. He doesn't regret it, but he's not sure what to do with it yet, either.
He laughs, soft and a little strained when Noct tips his head up like that, and then gives in, bending his head to claim Noct's mouth again.
Ignis can't kiss Noctis with anything less than his whole self, once he's given in, the same deep, searching kiss. It lasts longer this time though, one turns into two, Noct pulled tight against Ignis' chest. When he finally lifts his head again to catch his breath, he doesn't let go, thumb drawing a little circle on Noct's back.]
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He laughs, soft and a little strained when Noct tips his head up like that, and then gives in, bending his head to claim Noct's mouth again.
Ignis can't kiss Noctis with anything less than his whole self, once he's given in, the same deep, searching kiss. It lasts longer this time though, one turns into two, Noct pulled tight against Ignis' chest. When he finally lifts his head again to catch his breath, he doesn't let go, thumb drawing a little circle on Noct's back.]