[ The different little shifts are alarming, from black to blue and black to blonde, shimmering like water under the sun, formless and infinite, and he can't help but cup his face and hold him steady. Formless and infinite, and no less beautiful in itself for all that's undefined. Minsu is not human -- that he's already suspected in the weeks that they've met. He's more, older than Lucis, perhaps, but he kisses Noctis like he means it, and when he calls him pretty prince there's affection in it that doesn't immediately set his teeth on edge.
No, there's something different in the name he sets for him, and he kisses him back, leaning into his hands and kissing him deeply, passionate and heated even if his mouth seems fuller than before, his cheeks sharper. ] I like you. The real you. I want you to show me.
[ All teeth and sharp angles, dangerous and deadly -- he wants to see who he really is. ]
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[ The different little shifts are alarming, from black to blue and black to blonde, shimmering like water under the sun, formless and infinite, and he can't help but cup his face and hold him steady. Formless and infinite, and no less beautiful in itself for all that's undefined. Minsu is not human -- that he's already suspected in the weeks that they've met. He's more, older than Lucis, perhaps, but he kisses Noctis like he means it, and when he calls him pretty prince there's affection in it that doesn't immediately set his teeth on edge.
No, there's something different in the name he sets for him, and he kisses him back, leaning into his hands and kissing him deeply, passionate and heated even if his mouth seems fuller than before, his cheeks sharper. ] I like you. The real you. I want you to show me.
[ All teeth and sharp angles, dangerous and deadly -- he wants to see who he really is. ]