[ The groan gets a cocked eyebrow in response but he doesn't say anything for the time being, letting Noctis fuss over what he wants to wear. As it ends up, he simply picks a pair of briefs and Ignis shamelessly turns so his hip leans against the counter, watching him saunter closer until he can kiss him back. Six, but that's a good look on him, wet from the shower, naked but for the briefs and with the knowledge that Ignis is going to get to peel him out of whatever he puts on. ]
Oh, darling, I expect you to funish me quite thoroughly once our day is over.
[ Ignis pats his cheek lightly, terribly amused and then turns back to the mirror to finish tending to himself. When he's got the product applied liberally to his hair, he takes the blow dryer back and starts working on it, combing this way and that until it's dried straight, brushing his glasses. ]
A pity we can't have you take all your meetings in just that, or that we can't seat you at your desk with just the suit jacket. I'm certain I could think of something to do underneath it.
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Oh, darling, I expect you to funish me quite thoroughly once our day is over.
[ Ignis pats his cheek lightly, terribly amused and then turns back to the mirror to finish tending to himself. When he's got the product applied liberally to his hair, he takes the blow dryer back and starts working on it, combing this way and that until it's dried straight, brushing his glasses. ]
A pity we can't have you take all your meetings in just that, or that we can't seat you at your desk with just the suit jacket. I'm certain I could think of something to do underneath it.