Noctis stares down at the wall of text that somehow has nothing to do with imminent plans for buggery on/with him, and it's a testament to how much he loves Ignis that he actually skins through it. Yeah, he knows it'll get him in real deep shit -- and Ignis in worse but he's a reckless eighteen year old with a raging libido and wildly in love with an older man who needs to go to bone town with him right now instead of being in boresville with a bunch of dusty relics but nobody's perfect. Said eighteen year old is also not in possession of higher faculties when all bloodflow is presently taking a vacation right down south.
It's also just one and no one can get their hands on it, right? And if they do, Ignis can fix it. He always does. And right now before Ignis can get himself into a bigger snit, Noctis decides to solve the problem. ]
Delete them, and come over. Have you even had lunch?
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Noctis stares down at the wall of text that somehow has nothing to do with imminent plans for buggery on/with him, and it's a testament to how much he loves Ignis that he actually skins through it. Yeah, he knows it'll get him in real deep shit -- and Ignis in worse but he's a reckless eighteen year old with a raging libido and wildly in love with an older man who needs to go to bone town with him right now instead of being in boresville with a bunch of dusty relics but nobody's perfect. Said eighteen year old is also not in possession of higher faculties when all bloodflow is presently taking a vacation right down south.
It's also just one and no one can get their hands on it, right? And if they do, Ignis can fix it. He always does. And right now before Ignis can get himself into a bigger snit, Noctis decides to solve the problem. ]
Delete them, and come over. Have you even had lunch?