[ Just gut him. His breath's already hemorrhaging out, heaving irrepressibly from up his throat when Noctis pries off of him. It's not the dissatisfaction that's playing its chords on his lungs, though, but that terrifyingly gorgeous look on Noct's face when he stirs to gaze at him, mouth streaked with liberal amounts of saliva, pre-cum, and he can't remember his vicious envy anymore under the weight of so much wrath. ]
You're beautiful.
[ That's the extent of it, resorting to drastic measures like caging him in under the duplicity of studying. If not for his finals, then restraint. If not for restraint, then Ignis's insanity reaching a fever pitch with Tiberius draping his touch on Noctis, the paragon of a bad influence on him. ]
I was afraid you'd wise up to better options.
[ At the heart of the matter, he can't satisfy him; he can cook and clean and take up a handmaid's duties around him, but he can't be all that Noct needsβ that he should ever need, for that matter, and that's enough to work on wrenching up his trousers and brusquely button them up. ]
I've been a jealous fool, Noct. I'm sorry. I'll leave you be.
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You're beautiful.
[ That's the extent of it, resorting to drastic measures like caging him in under the duplicity of studying. If not for his finals, then restraint. If not for restraint, then Ignis's insanity reaching a fever pitch with Tiberius draping his touch on Noctis, the paragon of a bad influence on him. ]
I was afraid you'd wise up to better options.
[ At the heart of the matter, he can't satisfy him; he can cook and clean and take up a handmaid's duties around him, but he can't be all that Noct needsβ that he should ever need, for that matter, and that's enough to work on wrenching up his trousers and brusquely button them up. ]
I've been a jealous fool, Noct. I'm sorry. I'll leave you be.