[Repeating this sentiment, tone lower. Ah... well, what should he do then? He has the time and Ignis was... willing? Noctis feels the heat raise up his body as he slowly eases on his knees, settling down in a lazy sort of straddle. Palms on Ignis' clothed abdomen as he contemplates what he wants.
Ah... easy, really.
Why Ignis insisted on wearing shirts with buttons was beyond him. It was difficult, but he's dutiful in his task, starting from the bottom and working his way up.
And it takes just a moment of consideration, glancing up at the older man's face before... he scoots down to dip his head low, kissing up Ignis' body while exposing more skin.]
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[Repeating this sentiment, tone lower. Ah... well, what should he do then? He has the time and Ignis was... willing? Noctis feels the heat raise up his body as he slowly eases on his knees, settling down in a lazy sort of straddle. Palms on Ignis' clothed abdomen as he contemplates what he wants.
Ah... easy, really.
Why Ignis insisted on wearing shirts with buttons was beyond him. It was difficult, but he's dutiful in his task, starting from the bottom and working his way up.
And it takes just a moment of consideration, glancing up at the older man's face before... he scoots down to dip his head low, kissing up Ignis' body while exposing more skin.]