[Getting Ignis, someone who was always so composed and unwavering in front of anything else to do whatever he wanted was definitely a source of never ending smugness. He had never seen anyone else get away with a fraction of the things he did.]
I didn't thank you.
[Which is why he's shifting, body angling towards where Ignis currently sits. His hand lifts, fingers tracing along the warmth of his cheek, using the gentle touch to draw him in.
Their noses bump and it's so close to what it had been that night in town hall. So close, but this time his lips actually brush over Ignis', slow and soft. Before finally, blessedly, pressing in.
It's so short, barely there, between one heart beat and another his lips are gone and he's pulling away, drawing the fuller bottom between his teeth.]
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I didn't thank you.
[Which is why he's shifting, body angling towards where Ignis currently sits. His hand lifts, fingers tracing along the warmth of his cheek, using the gentle touch to draw him in.
Their noses bump and it's so close to what it had been that night in town hall. So close, but this time his lips actually brush over Ignis', slow and soft. Before finally, blessedly, pressing in.
It's so short, barely there, between one heart beat and another his lips are gone and he's pulling away, drawing the fuller bottom between his teeth.]
Thank you, Iggy.