He is, however, weak on Noctis in general, not just the eyes. Although the eyes do play a big role when Ignis is being exceptionally stubborn.]
I suppose I can make an exception, [Ignis says and places the basket down. Then wraps both of his hands around Noct's waist, drawing him closer and pulling him into a kiss.]
[Far be it from Noctis to ever miss a chance to exploit that weakness. Especially when it gets him what he wants.
And right now what he wants is right there in front of him, so close he can almost taste it. Wants to be wrapped in Ignis' arms and to have those lips pressing against his until he's weak and breathless. Until he's melting into the embrace, sighing softly as he finally pulls away, just long enough to take in a desperately needed gasp of air before diving right back in.]
[And far be it from Ignis to not indulge Noctis in something they both want.
Which are hugs and kisses. And closeness in this extremely long night. If that Keeper becomes moody and decides to erase them all, he wants to show Noct just how much he means to him. How much he...
His breath is a bit short when Noct pulls back and there's a soft moan when their lips connect again. His grip on Noct tightens, as if afraid he will disappear, fingers of one hand coming to tangle into soft strands of black hair.]
[Ignis takes grasps onto him like he's nothing more than a ghost that may disappear at any moment. Plunders his mouth and tangles his fingers into soft black strands. And Noctis gives, parts his lips and allows himself to be taken. Gives himself over to it like a puppet on a string.
Hands search for something to hold onto, finding purchase on strong shoulders, fingers flexing before one slides up, wrapping around and cupping the side of Ignis' neck. Back arches, bringing himself closer, offering up everything that he has.
There's an emotional disconnect happening within his mind. Because he knows they shouldn't be doing this. Not right now. But he can't bring himself to actually stop.]
[Ignis is aware of the situation, but he just can't say -no- to Noct. Not when he gets like this, desperate, as if looking for a way out through their kisses. But Ignis makes sure they stay at that level- at least for now, while returning the kiss with all the passion within him.
He pulls away for a bit of air and presses kiss to Noct's temple.]
Don't worry. You know I was just joking, right?
[He says that to ease Noct's mind, just in case. He'd never leave him hanging, for anything. By his side- always.]
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Iggy.
[And then he does it. The one thing that always works without face. The eyes. Big and round and so blue they look like they belong in the ocean.]
I changed my mind. I want them. Please.
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Most of the time.
He is, however, weak on Noctis in general, not just the eyes. Although the eyes do play a big role when Ignis is being exceptionally stubborn.]
I suppose I can make an exception, [Ignis says and places the basket down. Then wraps both of his hands around Noct's waist, drawing him closer and pulling him into a kiss.]
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And right now what he wants is right there in front of him, so close he can almost taste it. Wants to be wrapped in Ignis' arms and to have those lips pressing against his until he's weak and breathless. Until he's melting into the embrace, sighing softly as he finally pulls away, just long enough to take in a desperately needed gasp of air before diving right back in.]
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Which are hugs and kisses. And closeness in this extremely long night. If that Keeper becomes moody and decides to erase them all, he wants to show Noct just how much he means to him. How much he...
His breath is a bit short when Noct pulls back and there's a soft moan when their lips connect again. His grip on Noct tightens, as if afraid he will disappear, fingers of one hand coming to tangle into soft strands of black hair.]
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Hands search for something to hold onto, finding purchase on strong shoulders, fingers flexing before one slides up, wrapping around and cupping the side of Ignis' neck. Back arches, bringing himself closer, offering up everything that he has.
There's an emotional disconnect happening within his mind. Because he knows they shouldn't be doing this. Not right now. But he can't bring himself to actually stop.]
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He pulls away for a bit of air and presses kiss to Noct's temple.]
Don't worry. You know I was just joking, right?
[He says that to ease Noct's mind, just in case. He'd never leave him hanging, for anything. By his side- always.]