[ Next step. Ignis wants to take the next step with him, and Noctis' brain shorts out for a moment at how sexy that sounds. And with himself right on top of Ignis now, he can't help try to figure out all the possible ways he can mean this but coming up short save for the most glaringly obvious one.
He's shifting to let Ignis press his lips to his shoulder, sucking a lovebite that makes him hiss. It aches and pleases him at the same time, and he's sitting back on his heels, tugging Ignis up so that Noctis is just about straddling his lap. ]
Next step, [ He says breathlessly, looking down at him in wonder. ] like... more than kissing?
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He's shifting to let Ignis press his lips to his shoulder, sucking a lovebite that makes him hiss. It aches and pleases him at the same time, and he's sitting back on his heels, tugging Ignis up so that Noctis is just about straddling his lap. ]
Next step, [ He says breathlessly, looking down at him in wonder. ] like... more than kissing?