[ They shouldn't be doing this -- Noctis shouldn't kiss him, shouldn't further smudged all the blurred lines between them, but he does anyway because that's who he is, and at the heart of him he only ever wants Ignis. The simplest things, it seems, are always the most hard-won.
Ignis pauses, and the hesitation very nearly incites a full-blown panic before Noctis realizes that he's kissing him, this time bolder, longer, and it doesn't escape the prince that Ignis is very good at this, the heat of his mouth sending a powerful thrill down his spine, spawning a hundred thousand feelings he can no longer deny to himself.
They'll toss out everything, all the rules that have long kept them from each other and safe in their own designated spaces, and his hand moves from Ignis' to tentatively cup his face, parting his mouth and opening up to him. ]
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Ignis pauses, and the hesitation very nearly incites a full-blown panic before Noctis realizes that he's kissing him, this time bolder, longer, and it doesn't escape the prince that Ignis is very good at this, the heat of his mouth sending a powerful thrill down his spine, spawning a hundred thousand feelings he can no longer deny to himself.
They'll toss out everything, all the rules that have long kept them from each other and safe in their own designated spaces, and his hand moves from Ignis' to tentatively cup his face, parting his mouth and opening up to him. ]