[ Noctis would resent being seen as fragile, which is why he fights with every breath, intent on proving to Ignis that he'll be fine -- even if Noctis knows he would never have let him leave his side if he had a choice. He doesn't like that his lover, his adviser would be gone from him, but the world doesn't often work the way you like it, and he'll make do.
Leaning up to take in his kisses just as greedily, he's parting his mouth to draw him into a deeper kiss, a hand moving around to curl over his collar, keeping him anchored there. If he can steal a hundred, a thousand kisses from him before Ignis has to go, then he will. And it really helps that Ignis is stunningly handsome in his impeccably tailored shirt and pants; already Noctis is testing the waters, absently running trembling fingers over his spine and feeling his warmth through the fabric. ]
Don't let me distract you. [ He murmurs, because he has to be a good king. ] You're going to be so wildly in demand the moment you land.
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Leaning up to take in his kisses just as greedily, he's parting his mouth to draw him into a deeper kiss, a hand moving around to curl over his collar, keeping him anchored there. If he can steal a hundred, a thousand kisses from him before Ignis has to go, then he will. And it really helps that Ignis is stunningly handsome in his impeccably tailored shirt and pants; already Noctis is testing the waters, absently running trembling fingers over his spine and feeling his warmth through the fabric. ]
Don't let me distract you. [ He murmurs, because he has to be a good king. ] You're going to be so wildly in demand the moment you land.