[Ignis' embrace- it feels more secure than any type of training he's ever done, any high wall and magic that's been placed around him. If he could melt and just remain here, like this, in Ignis' arms- there's nothing else he'd ever ask for.]
Then... [he looks up at him, eyes a bit glassy, but with a very light flush on his face (source unknown because he was close to crying too),] then do it...
[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.]
[Ignis makes it so easy to give in like this, to feel so weightless and happy from just a few kisses. He sighs softly into the first one, hands sliding over Ignis' chest to wrap tightly around his neck. His fingers don't waste time to entangle in the long strands of the undone hair, happily combing through it, then resting at the nape of his neck.
The second kiss makes him push up against him just a tad bit more, feeling tingles rush down his back. He'll never get tired of this, of kissing Ignis, the warmth and softness of his lips better than any dessert he ever tasted in his life.
When he pulls away, Noct's eyes are closed for a few moments, before he looks up at him, as if searching whether Ignis regretted doing this or no. Because Noctis doesn't, regardless of the eventual outcome.]
[Ignis could drown in this boy - this young man. He wasn't a boy, even if Ignis had tried to make himself think of Noct as one, so he wouldn't look as much. It had never worked anyway, and it was untrue and pointless to try now, with Noctis in his arms.
He met that searching look from Noct with a small smile, reaching up to touch his lips, and then brush his hair back.]
You realize I have no idea what I'm doing, I hope? I never planned to give in to what I wanted so badly.
[Noctis returns the smile, his eyes still a bit shimmering from previous tears, and he turns his head to press a kiss to the fingers that are trailing his lips.]
And you think I know? 'Winging it' is my best and worst trait.
[He wants so desperately to make Ignis smile genuinely at him, like before, when they had not a single worry in the world. Sure, it won't erase these but he still wants to see it.]
[Ignis laughs, soft but clear and happy, even if he knows this is complicated enough that he probably shouldn't be. It's hard not to be when his heart is racing and he has Noctis in his arms.]
You have many good traits, I wouldn't call it your best. But if I did, I would call it ... improvisation.
[Ignis can't help but kiss him once more before speaking again.]
You do realize you can have anything you want from me, don't you? You just have to ask. Even if you're asking me to back away.
But improvisations are usually all good. Winging it is fifty-fifty. That's me.
[But he laughs a bit too- to think that Ignis likes him despite the pile of bad traits he has is a miracle. Whatever luck is out there, watching over him, Noctis thanks it. Because this is all he ever wanted.]
All I want right now is to cuddle away that hangover of yours so we can make pizza together later.
[He's very determined to heal Ignis up with hugs and kisses.]
[Ignis' tone is bone dry, but softens again as he adds.]
And you give yourself too little credit. You do much better than fifty-fifty with everything you try.
[Ignis shakes his head, smiling again. He's still a little stunned that this happened, that he let it happen, but he feels too giddy with Noctis this close to let doubt start to crowd in yet.]
That can be arranged, I think.
[Ignis steals another kiss and then sinks back into the sofa, pulling Noctis with him this time so if he were any closer he'd have to be in Ignis' lap.]
[Noctis shrugs. Whenever Ignis improvizes (mostly around the councilmen), it goes so smoothly it almost deceives Noct.
Happily, he lets Ignis pull him against himself, and he doesn't hesitate to throw his legs over Ignis' lap as he leans fully against his side. Hopefully, Ignis is comfortable because Noct doesn't plan on moving from here any time soon.]
Sorry if I doze off, you're warm... [Noct mutters, his face buried in the crook of Iggy's neck.]
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oh look, he's getting a prince for his birthday
He really is hopeless for this boy.]
Noctis ... I have to force myself not to want more from you. Every day, every moment. For longer than I care to admit.
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Then... [he looks up at him, eyes a bit glassy, but with a very light flush on his face (source unknown because he was close to crying too),] then do it...
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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.]
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The second kiss makes him push up against him just a tad bit more, feeling tingles rush down his back. He'll never get tired of this, of kissing Ignis, the warmth and softness of his lips better than any dessert he ever tasted in his life.
When he pulls away, Noct's eyes are closed for a few moments, before he looks up at him, as if searching whether Ignis regretted doing this or no. Because Noctis doesn't, regardless of the eventual outcome.]
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He met that searching look from Noct with a small smile, reaching up to touch his lips, and then brush his hair back.]
You realize I have no idea what I'm doing, I hope? I never planned to give in to what I wanted so badly.
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And you think I know? 'Winging it' is my best and worst trait.
[He wants so desperately to make Ignis smile genuinely at him, like before, when they had not a single worry in the world. Sure, it won't erase these but he still wants to see it.]
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You have many good traits, I wouldn't call it your best. But if I did, I would call it ... improvisation.
[Ignis can't help but kiss him once more before speaking again.]
You do realize you can have anything you want from me, don't you? You just have to ask. Even if you're asking me to back away.
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[But he laughs a bit too- to think that Ignis likes him despite the pile of bad traits he has is a miracle. Whatever luck is out there, watching over him, Noctis thanks it. Because this is all he ever wanted.]
All I want right now is to cuddle away that hangover of yours so we can make pizza together later.
[He's very determined to heal Ignis up with hugs and kisses.]
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[Ignis' tone is bone dry, but softens again as he adds.]
And you give yourself too little credit. You do much better than fifty-fifty with everything you try.
[Ignis shakes his head, smiling again. He's still a little stunned that this happened, that he let it happen, but he feels too giddy with Noctis this close to let doubt start to crowd in yet.]
That can be arranged, I think.
[Ignis steals another kiss and then sinks back into the sofa, pulling Noctis with him this time so if he were any closer he'd have to be in Ignis' lap.]
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Happily, he lets Ignis pull him against himself, and he doesn't hesitate to throw his legs over Ignis' lap as he leans fully against his side. Hopefully, Ignis is comfortable because Noct doesn't plan on moving from here any time soon.]
Sorry if I doze off, you're warm... [Noct mutters, his face buried in the crook of Iggy's neck.]
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Mmm. Sleep, if you like. Just stay here, if you do. [Ignis ducks his head to kiss the other side of Noct's neck softly.]
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Mmm, I don't plan on going anywhere. [There are visible goosebumps on his neck when Ignis kisses it and he smiles.]