[ Ignis's stomach retreats, tightens, as air rushes out of his lungs, and he shivers as Noct's lips touch his skin, Six, since when is he so sensitive? as Noct's exhalation caresses and cools his skin, warmed by the closeness between them just a moment ago and now exposed...
He breathes in, deeply. Runs his hand up Noct's shoulder before lightly carding his fingers into the night-dark hair. ]
Feels good.
[ And it does, it really does, he was just startled. ]
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He breathes in, deeply. Runs his hand up Noct's shoulder before lightly carding his fingers into the night-dark hair. ]
Feels good.
[ And it does, it really does, he was just startled. ]