[He feels it. The way those hands shake against him, the hold that should be so steady and strong suddenly anything but. Hears the way that sigh releases and knows that Ignis is holding back. Trying to keep some secret hidden down in the darkness, where it can lie dormant, never to see the light of day. Light would make it dangerous.
And for it, this hidden, feral thing trying to claw it's way to life inside of Ignis, Noctis is the light.
Why would they ever have to give this up? What power could be strong enough to make that possible?
A stupid question, because even he knew the answer to that. Luna was that power. And it was strong enough to force them back onto opposite sides of that line.
He wants this. So much. Because this is something he never would have been allowed when he was alive. There was duty first, personal wants second, and this was one that never would have even been entertained. Especially not with Ignis, the man who was meant to be his friend, his confident and adviser but not this. Never this.
He could have this, right? Take it for himself. Ignis would always give him whatever he wanted. But those hands trembled where they should be steady, and he forced those thoughts away.
Reaching down, he gently grasped with wrist, slowly removing them from his hips, twisting his hands until their palms met and their fingers could interlace, holding them between them. Pressed the back of Ignis' against where his heart beat within his chest. Pressed the back of his own against Ignis' and held them there.]
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And for it, this hidden, feral thing trying to claw it's way to life inside of Ignis, Noctis is the light.
Why would they ever have to give this up? What power could be strong enough to make that possible?
A stupid question, because even he knew the answer to that. Luna was that power. And it was strong enough to force them back onto opposite sides of that line.
He wants this. So much. Because this is something he never would have been allowed when he was alive. There was duty first, personal wants second, and this was one that never would have even been entertained. Especially not with Ignis, the man who was meant to be his friend, his confident and adviser but not this. Never this.
He could have this, right? Take it for himself. Ignis would always give him whatever he wanted. But those hands trembled where they should be steady, and he forced those thoughts away.
Reaching down, he gently grasped with wrist, slowly removing them from his hips, twisting his hands until their palms met and their fingers could interlace, holding them between them. Pressed the back of Ignis' against where his heart beat within his chest. Pressed the back of his own against Ignis' and held them there.]