[ That's really hot, does Ignis know that? It's really fucking hot to hear him say your majesty in that rich, low purr that does so many things to his libido and his wakefulness that he presses back against him, his hand coming to thread fingers through Ignis' colder ones, keeping him in place.
He's turning around to look at him blearily after a few moments of realising that Ignis definitely isn't going to leave him alone to sleep, and the smell of breakfast is impossibly tantalising. You'd think he'd get used to these morning cuddles and kisses, although today seems to be quite special, what with the breakfast and all.
His hair's falling over his eyes, Noctis notices, and he finally sits up, gently tugging his lover along with him so he can give him a good and proper kiss. ] How is it that you manage to always look so good in the morning?
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He's turning around to look at him blearily after a few moments of realising that Ignis definitely isn't going to leave him alone to sleep, and the smell of breakfast is impossibly tantalising. You'd think he'd get used to these morning cuddles and kisses, although today seems to be quite special, what with the breakfast and all.
His hair's falling over his eyes, Noctis notices, and he finally sits up, gently tugging his lover along with him so he can give him a good and proper kiss. ] How is it that you manage to always look so good in the morning?