Who: Prompto Argentum, Noctis Lucis Caelum, and Ignis Scientia
When: July 6th onwards
Where: Prompto's place and Noct/Iggy's place
What: Bonding needs to happen stat, but so do some important conversations.
Warnings: TBD
Starters below because there's a lot of threads about to happen here.
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[And Prompto will let him, smiling at his own jokes.
And pray that Ignis doesn't realize that weird "thump thump" is in fact Prompto's tail. Why did he have to grow that in this month!?]
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[He notices it, it's right there wiggling around under the blanket. But he's not really focused on it beyond registering that it's a sign of happiness. He's looking into Prompto's eyes carefully.
A pause, a thought, and he takes his glasses off, setting them aside before he returns his attention to Prompto.
Since when was he afraid to step forward and take what he wants? Oh, right. Since forever. Ignis is a nurturer, not this kind of bold. He eases things along, rather than just bluntly expressing a need or desire. In things like this, anyway. Maybe that's why he's never honestly dated anyone. He doesn't want to cheapen their friendship by doing something stupid...
Ah, he's staring at Prompto's lips while he ponders. Oops.]
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[He feels like there should be something more to say here but it's lost on him when Ignis takes his glasses off and Prompto can't stop the gasp that slips out. Ignis is so damn pretty with his glasses off, it's not fair.
If Ignis is lost staring at Prompto's lips, Prompto's lost just. Taking in Ignis's everything. Wish his camera worked here...]
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May I try something?
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[They're so good at this]
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It's brief, fleeting, but his hand keeps working even as his lips are backed away.]
How's this?
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Perfect, Iggy. Keep doin' that.
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[Maybe he has learned how to sort of flirt maybe a little he's trying help him. Still, his hand slowly moves up and down Prompto's legs, each in turn, then back to the other, thoroughly paying attention to every inch.]
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[Yes including the kiss.]
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Cool.
He can do this.
With his free hand, he moves Prompto's shoulders so he can lean forward ever so slightly further... And when he leans in to kiss him again, this time it's squarely on the lips.
That ought to send something rather warm and comfortable through the Bond. Noct may even feel it if he's awake.]
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He just smiles when they break apart.]
Your lips are way too soft. Not fair.
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[It was nice. And the closeness remains nice. It was only a gentle chaste kiss, an expression and a test at once, but Ignis hopes he got some point or another across.]
Are you certain that was fine?
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[He smiles and rests his head on Ignis's shoulder.]
The only reason I'm not freaking out is I'm comfy and you're warm and I'm not moving for anything short of an emergency.
[But wow is his tail going nuts.]
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[He realizes how strange that sounds, coming from him, and laughs slightly. Fingers lightly stroke Prompto's cheek.]
If this place has done nothing else, it's made me bold.
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[Praise him for that pun.]
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That one wasn't even that good.
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Shut up, it was great!
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[But he's stifling a laugh because, dammit, that was funny even if it was lame.]
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[Gravely shaking his head. But also finally cracking up a bit.]
Honestly... I missed things like this. We've been scattered since we arrived.
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[He hums thoughtfully.]
I do wonder if I shouldn't be simply blaming the Bond for that.
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