nascere: (88)
𝔑𝔬𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔰 𝔏𝔲𝔠𝔦𝔰 𝓒𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔲𝔪 ([personal profile] nascere) wrote 2018-01-19 06:57 am (UTC)

I intend to do more to my husband than just kiss him with his mouth.

[ Noctis' retort is swift, and oh, the words sound so, so good. Husband. Ignis has devoted almost all of his life to him and now they're going to share it together, and he feels a surge of warmth, of pure, unadulterated affection when he looks over at him, soft and tender. It's ridiculous how the most mundane actions affect him, how Noctis is so hopelessly enamored, so deeply in love with everything he does; of course they have their rough moments, but this? This is the best thing he can ever ask for.

No matter how much time passes, it will never be enough; it will never be all that he needs. Reaching for the hair dryer and contemplating Ignis' preening before the mirror, he plugs it in and offers it to him generously. He is, after all, the one half that takes an incredibly long time to doll up -- then again, Noctis supposes that looking that handsome takes work. ]


Then maybe you should wear another shirt. [ Noctis won't damage it. Probably. Or maybe he would, if motivated enough; would he get spanked for that? ] What're you going to do if I wreck them? Hypothetically?

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