[Noctis needs this, he reminds himself silently, as the sudden urge to respond in kind threatens to overtake him, and he has to actively work to quell it. Even in a moment like this, he wants to serve, wants to slip back into his old familiar habits of needing to please.
But he also knows that what Noctis needs right now is to do this for him. He needs to be in control, needs to see the fruits of his efforts reflected in the passion written into Ignis's expression. Noctis needs to see that he does make Ignis happy, that there is so much more that yields from his choices and actions than heartache and death.
So he doesn't reach for Noctis. He doesn't move to reciprocate, or try to match him. Paradoxically, he simply lets his head fall back and enjoys this, and lets Noctis see each and every second of it.]
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[Noctis needs this, he reminds himself silently, as the sudden urge to respond in kind threatens to overtake him, and he has to actively work to quell it. Even in a moment like this, he wants to serve, wants to slip back into his old familiar habits of needing to please.
But he also knows that what Noctis needs right now is to do this for him. He needs to be in control, needs to see the fruits of his efforts reflected in the passion written into Ignis's expression. Noctis needs to see that he does make Ignis happy, that there is so much more that yields from his choices and actions than heartache and death.
So he doesn't reach for Noctis. He doesn't move to reciprocate, or try to match him. Paradoxically, he simply lets his head fall back and enjoys this, and lets Noctis see each and every second of it.]