LET'S PLAY {open post}

[nascere]

[ open. texts, messages, rp prompts and starters. gen & nsfw. ]

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[nascere]

[ Ah, who cares about correct responses? Noctis is grabbing a hold of his sleeve, impossibly, overwhelmingly fond despite himself and the fact that they have to be out there soon. That leaves his vest, suit jacket, and raiment. He can already hear the buzzing of texts on his phone and a gentle rap on the door.

His aides are waiting to apprise him of the events of the morning, Cor Leonis and the heads of the various ministries already waiting for an audience, but Ignis and Noctis are heading their separate ways until they see each other again, and suddenly he cannot bear to leave him. He sighs, low and quiet as he steals another kiss with a soft little whine. ]

Love you, too. [ Gods, how is he supposed to leave when Ignis says that so softly, so sweetly that Noctis just fucking melts like an idiot in love? ] And no, you won't. Now c'mon, just one more for the road.

[broments]

One more.

[ Ignis pockets his phone with a glance at the screen and then decides why not and drags him close. It's a kiss like they've got all the time in the world to follow through with how dirty it is, when in actuality as soon as he breaks the kiss, his phone buzzes obnoxiously. He's the one wearing the plug, though, and he's the one who's going to have a hell of a day, so leaving Noctis with a kiss that good feels appropriate despite the terribly soft, sweet conversation they were just having.

Teasingly, with a tilt of his chin, he heads for the door and gives Noctis a lazy little wave, awfully certain of himself. ]

Have a good day, I'll see you tonight for my congratulations on winning and for you to rip this shirt off of me.