[Poor taste or not, Ignis hums contentedly into the kiss, running his hands down the back of Ardyn's shoulders. He missed this, the intimacy of it only more thrilling because of the contrast with how he probably should be reacting. The lure of the taboo had held no appeal to him until now, because now instead of only a thrill it also means safety, warmth - a place to let go that he desperately needed.]
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[Poor taste or not, Ignis hums contentedly into the kiss, running his hands down the back of Ardyn's shoulders. He missed this, the intimacy of it only more thrilling because of the contrast with how he probably should be reacting. The lure of the taboo had held no appeal to him until now, because now instead of only a thrill it also means safety, warmth - a place to let go that he desperately needed.]