For Nocts

[coeurdefeu]

[Mid-afternoon. Much later than Ignis usually sleeps. His brain hooks into the here-and-now, and groans. Well, his headache is gone, as is his hangover, but he just missed an entire morning.

Thank god it's his 'day off.' Of course, being Noctis' advisor means no real days off after all.

Case in point.

Noctis Lucis Caelum, upcoming King of Lucis CXIV, Chosen of the Crystal and Light....is asleep next to him and drooling slightly on the pillow. Heh.

Quietly, gently, Ignis slides out of bed and slips into his en suite bathroom, turning on the shower to warm it up while he brushes his teeth. Noctis will likely sleep right through, anyway. You could set a thunder bomb off under his bed and he wouldn't twitch.]

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[coeurdefeu]

[His hand stutters in its motion for just a second, but then he's moving smoothly again. He wants to just give Noctis everything, and he's tempted to ask him to pause, for just a moment. But his will was weak, and he couldn't quite bring himself to ask him to stop. He hisses through his teeth, and nods a little.]

I won't, I won't...I could never...yes...

[nocts]

[If he wanted Noct to pause, he should've definitively asked. His strokes are uneven as it is. Biting back a moan, he lifts his head from where it was resting against Ignis' shoulder and pulls him down for a heated kiss with his free hand.]

[coeurdefeu]

[Nope. No way. Already too addicted to the feeling of his touch.

He returns that kiss with a passion, and he even goes so far as to nibble lightly on Noct's lower lip. When he pulls back, he's smiling.]

You are my everything, you know that, right?

[nocts]

[The words make Noctis' chest tighten so painfully that he's not sure if he's breathing. There's a soft whimper as he clings to him, their foreheads pressed together after the kiss-]

And you're mine... I am not me without you, Iggy.

[coeurdefeu]

[Though he knew that, it's another thing entirely to hear it said. So many times they would snipe and snark at each other, usually over something trivial. But now, gods...]

I am so...honored....

[Which is a weird thing to say when he and Noctis are giving each other hand jobs, but it's true.]

[nocts]

[He so wants to roll his eyes at that. Honorifics and all that stuff are for when they are at the Citadel. Here- he's Ignis and Noct won't have it any other way.]

Spare-- me the formalities and kiss me Ignis.

[coeurdefeu]

Yes, your highness.

[Well that's just straight up trolling. But he does as he's told, kissing Noct as thoroughly as he likes. Which is quite a bit.

His hand starts working a little faster now, because he wants to see his beloved completely fall apart. He wasn't kidding about that.]

[nocts]

[Noctis doesn't even have the strength to react to that poke. The hand and lips are doing wondrous things to him and he can't respond properly to the poke.

He feels that he's extremely close to tipping over the edge, but he doesn't want to be the only one. No- Ignis has to come with him, and that's the thought that has his hand match the strokes he's receiving.]