Date: 2018-01-07 02:37 pm (UTC)
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"You've already given me those," Noctis whispered, and despite himself, his own promise to himself, he felt the beginning of tears welling up in his eyes. Gladio, Ignis, Prompto... they had given him everything already, including their lives, and yet he could give them so little in return except the chance that they might live on. His hand cupped the elegant line of Ignis' jaw, his thumb running over the delicate line of a scar gained in the protection of him. All three of them bore scars taken because of him. Scars within... scars with out.

But he could at least give Ignis what he wanted. Maybe more than he wanted. It still felt selfish, like he would end up taking Ignis' heart to the grave, but perhaps that was happening no matter what. Was it better to hold the memory of this last night in his heart or to never have it at all?

Noctis shoved aside those thoughts and brought his lips to Ignis', so slowly, easing them together as his hand tilted Ignis up to just the right angle. It felt like a spark jumped between them, right at their lips, when he did so, and it was pure encouragement to bring himself in closer, deepen that kiss and bring it into something solid and true, one that might steal their breath.

Yet he dared to break it, just for a moment, long enough for him to whisper, "tonight, have all of me."
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