[Ignis wouldn't be able to. He doesn't know if he would be strong enough to move on without him. Not at that time. Not in that world. That moment in Altissia, Noct stopped being mere prince that Ignis fought for and protected. Noctis was all he knew, his world- and if that world sunk, he was going down with it as well. They will call him reckless; Ignis calls it 'trying to save the reason to live for'.
It was his choice.
And he is so lucky that Noctis accepts his feelings. In heat of all of this, he had said those words and for a moment he was afraid that Noctis will push him back, that he crossed the line a bit too far. Instead- the kiss becomes that fiercer. Deeper. As if trying to rip Ignis' soul out. And he would be fine with it. He completely gives into it.
His hands move from Noct's back to below his ass to pick him up and make those few steps left to the bed. It breaks the kiss, but Ignis' lips just find Noct's neck to suck on and bite. He had been courteous, be he doesn't feel like he can be right now. He places Noct on the bed gently, one of the hands giving him support to keep on running his teeth across that neck, the other tugging Noct's boots off. He kicks off his own shoes before properly climbing in bed, his mouth still greedily marking every free piece of skin it can find.]
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It was his choice.
And he is so lucky that Noctis accepts his feelings. In heat of all of this, he had said those words and for a moment he was afraid that Noctis will push him back, that he crossed the line a bit too far. Instead- the kiss becomes that fiercer. Deeper. As if trying to rip Ignis' soul out. And he would be fine with it. He completely gives into it.
His hands move from Noct's back to below his ass to pick him up and make those few steps left to the bed. It breaks the kiss, but Ignis' lips just find Noct's neck to suck on and bite. He had been courteous, be he doesn't feel like he can be right now. He places Noct on the bed gently, one of the hands giving him support to keep on running his teeth across that neck, the other tugging Noct's boots off. He kicks off his own shoes before properly climbing in bed, his mouth still greedily marking every free piece of skin it can find.]