[ Ignis is why Noctis allows himself to be selfish -- he's now the only thing that he has that doesn't belong to the greater good, to the people he serves. Heavy is the head that wears the crown, and heavier still the burden of it, but the road to his ascension has been paved with too much sacrifice for him to walk away. Ignis, he asks more of Ignis than anyone else, and it's guilt that twists in his heart when he looks down at him, his lips pressing to his again, soft and sweet and with open apology.
Brushing his hair from his forehead, Noctis suddenly finds that Ignis can't be close enough -- despite the brave words Ignis is only human, only just a man, and he knows this cannot be easy. Returning his kiss with equal fervor, his fingers come to stroke up and down the length of his spine, savoring every little moment. ] Mine, as my lover and adviser, Iggy? I won't have one without the other.
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Brushing his hair from his forehead, Noctis suddenly finds that Ignis can't be close enough -- despite the brave words Ignis is only human, only just a man, and he knows this cannot be easy. Returning his kiss with equal fervor, his fingers come to stroke up and down the length of his spine, savoring every little moment. ] Mine, as my lover and adviser, Iggy? I won't have one without the other.