[Ignis wants it to be a promise. That Noctis never has to go without him. He wants to stay until his presence isn't a burden. When it becomes that, Ignis will stop, he will step back. But until then, please Astrals, let him stay with Noctis. Let him hold him and let him be held.
His breath trembles as he feels more of Noctis' hands on his neck, then at his stomach. Against his skin; it feels like something is burning him again, but in a different way. These flames won't blind him, they won't hurt him, quite the contrary. Ignis arches into Noctis' body, pulling up one of his legs to welcome Noctis against him, his whole body moving into Noctis'.
They shouldn't do this, they should talk, but what good would that bring? They can talk later, they both know what it will be about. They can do all that later, Ignis can break Noctis' heart later, along with his own. Right now? It's time to mourn, to celebrate, to just... try and hold on.
Noctis tells him that he needs him and Ignis shivers from the same desire.]
I'm here, I'll be here.
[He grabs a hold of Noctis' shirt and pulls at it, needing to touch him more, feeling his warmth, his heartbeat. To make sure this isn't the worst nightmare, just one nightmare among many.]
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Date: 2019-07-31 10:15 pm (UTC)[Ignis wants it to be a promise. That Noctis never has to go without him. He wants to stay until his presence isn't a burden. When it becomes that, Ignis will stop, he will step back. But until then, please Astrals, let him stay with Noctis. Let him hold him and let him be held.
His breath trembles as he feels more of Noctis' hands on his neck, then at his stomach. Against his skin; it feels like something is burning him again, but in a different way. These flames won't blind him, they won't hurt him, quite the contrary. Ignis arches into Noctis' body, pulling up one of his legs to welcome Noctis against him, his whole body moving into Noctis'.
They shouldn't do this, they should talk, but what good would that bring? They can talk later, they both know what it will be about. They can do all that later, Ignis can break Noctis' heart later, along with his own. Right now? It's time to mourn, to celebrate, to just... try and hold on.
Noctis tells him that he needs him and Ignis shivers from the same desire.]
I'm here, I'll be here.
[He grabs a hold of Noctis' shirt and pulls at it, needing to touch him more, feeling his warmth, his heartbeat. To make sure this isn't the worst nightmare, just one nightmare among many.]