[ Ah, there it is. She's trying her level best to not giggleβ he really is being cute like this, even more when he protests. She is watching him curiously, though when he says she should stay, she can't help but feel a flutter rise in her chest.
If only he'd stop looking awayβ she wouldn't be coming into his personal space or being this bold if she didn't want his eyes on her. He'd probably know she's just as shy usually and though she's capable of putting on a professional, royal appearance, she usually needs to withdraw after some time to recover her energy.
Being an introvert is a little more difficult as a royal celebrity.
So once he's spoken, she lifts a hand to his cheek, her golden eyes watching him for a bit- he's been filling out, even if he's retained that fresh faced beauty she remembers from their university days. But there's a masculinity to his jaw now- his features sharper, even if his eyes are just as soft, and she moves her thumb over his cheek. ]
All you needed to do was ask, Noct. It's not like I wanted to leave.
[ Spoken with a softer edge to her voice, she turns his face towards hers and moves in to kiss the corner of his mouth gently. ]
I was beginning to think I wasn't your type.
[ Okay, she never had that fear, but she is teasing gently, as she pulls back to watch him. ]
You're allowed to look closer, you know. Just in case you wanted a better opinion.
[ She's just waiting for him to get exasperated, but Naya and Beni did say if he didn't make the first move, then it was up to her to encourage it. ]
[ Not his type? Kitsuno is so his type it makes his teeth ache, but then again, Noctis has always had problems initiating these types of things, ever sensitive to what Kitsuno would and would not be comfortable with, alert to her preferences and erring on the side of caution. The last thing he wants is to impose himself on her in any way, because he knows it's hard enough on girls when they get married to boys they're matchmade to.
But they're not children anymore, and Noctis feels a lump rise in his throat when the words echo in the space between them. All you had to do was ask. Is it really that simple, that all he had to do was ask her to stay, and she would? She's not pulling away now, reaching for him and making him look back at her. Her golden eyes are as lovely as she is, and he's leaning closer despite himself, slowly sealing the distance between them.
Oh, she's teasing now, and he exhales as he chooses to take her up on her offer, to look ever closer as his hand comes to cup her jaw, gentle and tentative. ]
You're even prettier close-up. [ He says at length, his thumb moving briefly over her plump bottom lip, hesitating only for a moment before he gently touches it, the softness of her mouth like rose petals budding in early spring. ]
[ He does have the right of it- it was something she had to get used to, especially since it's not like she was going to have the opportunity to go meet someone out of the blue and fall for them.
So she's thanking whatever higher power gave her a husband as sweet as him, because this could have gone so much worse. When he cups her face, she leans into it, brushing her lips against his thumb.
And when he speaks-
She doesn't wait, reaching forward with her hand and closing the space between their mouths, softer lips against firm ones, and her hand slides into his hair. Gentle as always and yet, there's an intensity in her touch- an urgency as she slides her free hand down to his thighs, gently parting them so she can slip in between his legs.
Her kiss is affectionate, gentle and warm, welcoming and encouraging. Wanting, and for him to not want any barriers between them. She continues until he's breathless, and her cheeks are flushed red by this point from how flustered she's feeling.
It felt so right in that moment, that she almost didn't want to stop. ]
I'm sorry... I've wanted to kiss you for so long, Noct.
[ The way she says his name, it's almost like a reverent prayer. She avoids using first names unless she absolutely has to, a leftover from the traditions of her land, and she meets his blue gaze with her gold one- ]
I know... this is an arrangement, but it's more to me than just... that. Noct, I-
[ She moves her thumb over his cheek. ]
Gods, I'm in love with you.
[ It's so sudden for even her that she just ducks her head, almost terrified, and mostly happy she said it. ]
[ She kisses him, and it's softer and even more incredible than he's ever imagined. Her lips are sweet as honey, sweeter than her confession, and he's wanted to do this, too; he's wanted to kiss her for the longest time, ached to hold her in his arms and have her want him in turn.
His heart skips a beat at the raw desire in her voice, and he can't help groan, low and heartfelt as his hand slips easily to the back of her neck, grasping her firmly and drawing her to him again. This time, he's the one who seals the distance between them, passionate and heated as he deepens the kiss. He wants to be with her too, can she tell? He's never been very good with words, his confession all but stolen by her as he nudges her into another kiss, and another. Now that he's had a taste, he's loathe to let her go. ]
Me, too. [ How nice it is, to hear his name from her lips just like that. Noct, she calls him, like a friend, like a lover, and he can't help but smile as he pulls her onto his lap and leans back, taking her into his arms with a soft sigh. ]
I want you to stay with me. Always. [ I love you is what he means, because this marriage is something he treasures, something that he will guard to the end of his days. ] Sleep here tonight.
[ Benisato and Naya would certainly enjoy knowing she made the first moveβ but right now, all she can think of is how sweet Noctis feels, his excitement and want becoming all too obvious in how he kisses her. Perhaps there had been a worry- the slightest, that he might not enjoy her as he would a lover of his choosing- but the fact that he's doing this nowβ
And so enthusiastically, makes her heart race.
He wants her to stay with him, and her own heart hammers from his sweet kisses until he draws her into his lap. Her hands go to his shoulders, steadying herself as she straddles his lap. Leaning in, she slides her hands to under the back of his head and kisses him once more, her lips lingering on his as she hums softly in her throat. ]
Keep me here, then. I'm yours to have as you please, Noct.
[ She wants to say his name, a shiver of desire going through her at how intimate the moment feels. Her hand slides down from his face, over his chest and his shirt-
Moving down to his waist as she slides her fingers over the skin just over the waistband of his slacks. Teasing, as she moves her face to his throat, laying soft kisses over the side of it. β ]
You don't have to hold back with me. Because I want you so much I can barely contain myself.
[ And she isn't, if the way she's sliding her lower body against his groin is any indication. ]
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If only he'd stop looking awayβ she wouldn't be coming into his personal space or being this bold if she didn't want his eyes on her. He'd probably know she's just as shy usually and though she's capable of putting on a professional, royal appearance, she usually needs to withdraw after some time to recover her energy.
Being an introvert is a little more difficult as a royal celebrity.
So once he's spoken, she lifts a hand to his cheek, her golden eyes watching him for a bit- he's been filling out, even if he's retained that fresh faced beauty she remembers from their university days. But there's a masculinity to his jaw now- his features sharper, even if his eyes are just as soft, and she moves her thumb over his cheek. ]
All you needed to do was ask, Noct. It's not like I wanted to leave.
[ Spoken with a softer edge to her voice, she turns his face towards hers and moves in to kiss the corner of his mouth gently. ]
I was beginning to think I wasn't your type.
[ Okay, she never had that fear, but she is teasing gently, as she pulls back to watch him. ]
You're allowed to look closer, you know. Just in case you wanted a better opinion.
[ She's just waiting for him to get exasperated, but Naya and Beni did say if he didn't make the first move, then it was up to her to encourage it. ]
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[ Not his type? Kitsuno is so his type it makes his teeth ache, but then again, Noctis has always had problems initiating these types of things, ever sensitive to what Kitsuno would and would not be comfortable with, alert to her preferences and erring on the side of caution. The last thing he wants is to impose himself on her in any way, because he knows it's hard enough on girls when they get married to boys they're matchmade to.
But they're not children anymore, and Noctis feels a lump rise in his throat when the words echo in the space between them. All you had to do was ask. Is it really that simple, that all he had to do was ask her to stay, and she would? She's not pulling away now, reaching for him and making him look back at her. Her golden eyes are as lovely as she is, and he's leaning closer despite himself, slowly sealing the distance between them.
Oh, she's teasing now, and he exhales as he chooses to take her up on her offer, to look ever closer as his hand comes to cup her jaw, gentle and tentative. ]
You're even prettier close-up. [ He says at length, his thumb moving briefly over her plump bottom lip, hesitating only for a moment before he gently touches it, the softness of her mouth like rose petals budding in early spring. ]
Kitsuno, I --
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So she's thanking whatever higher power gave her a husband as sweet as him, because this could have gone so much worse. When he cups her face, she leans into it, brushing her lips against his thumb.
And when he speaks-
She doesn't wait, reaching forward with her hand and closing the space between their mouths, softer lips against firm ones, and her hand slides into his hair. Gentle as always and yet, there's an intensity in her touch- an urgency as she slides her free hand down to his thighs, gently parting them so she can slip in between his legs.
Her kiss is affectionate, gentle and warm, welcoming and encouraging. Wanting, and for him to not want any barriers between them. She continues until he's breathless, and her cheeks are flushed red by this point from how flustered she's feeling.
It felt so right in that moment, that she almost didn't want to stop. ]
I'm sorry... I've wanted to kiss you for so long, Noct.
[ The way she says his name, it's almost like a reverent prayer. She avoids using first names unless she absolutely has to, a leftover from the traditions of her land, and she meets his blue gaze with her gold one- ]
I know... this is an arrangement, but it's more to me than just... that. Noct, I-
[ She moves her thumb over his cheek. ]
Gods, I'm in love with you.
[ It's so sudden for even her that she just ducks her head, almost terrified, and mostly happy she said it. ]
I want to stay with you always.
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His heart skips a beat at the raw desire in her voice, and he can't help groan, low and heartfelt as his hand slips easily to the back of her neck, grasping her firmly and drawing her to him again. This time, he's the one who seals the distance between them, passionate and heated as he deepens the kiss. He wants to be with her too, can she tell? He's never been very good with words, his confession all but stolen by her as he nudges her into another kiss, and another. Now that he's had a taste, he's loathe to let her go. ]
Me, too. [ How nice it is, to hear his name from her lips just like that. Noct, she calls him, like a friend, like a lover, and he can't help but smile as he pulls her onto his lap and leans back, taking her into his arms with a soft sigh. ]
I want you to stay with me. Always. [ I love you is what he means, because this marriage is something he treasures, something that he will guard to the end of his days. ] Sleep here tonight.
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And so enthusiastically, makes her heart race.
He wants her to stay with him, and her own heart hammers from his sweet kisses until he draws her into his lap. Her hands go to his shoulders, steadying herself as she straddles his lap. Leaning in, she slides her hands to under the back of his head and kisses him once more, her lips lingering on his as she hums softly in her throat. ]
Keep me here, then. I'm yours to have as you please, Noct.
[ She wants to say his name, a shiver of desire going through her at how intimate the moment feels. Her hand slides down from his face, over his chest and his shirt-
Moving down to his waist as she slides her fingers over the skin just over the waistband of his slacks. Teasing, as she moves her face to his throat, laying soft kisses over the side of it. β ]
You don't have to hold back with me. Because I want you so much I can barely contain myself.
[ And she isn't, if the way she's sliding her lower body against his groin is any indication. ]
Tell me... did you ever imagine this?