As Ignis strokes his hair, (M/N) sobs and shuts his eyes, his teardrops dampening the plush pillow. However, (M/N) hides his face then, especially because showing weakness isn't appropriate as a prince. So, (M/N) also muffles his cries, considering he'd be shamed and scolded for weeping again as a prince. "Ravus doesn't want to marry me," (M/N) croaks, while clutching his heart, as his body trembled and twitched. "He broke me."
When Ignis hugs him, (M/N) smiles slightly, but sadly and sorrowfully. For this reason, (M/N)'s tears wets Ignis' shirt, slowly soaking through the fragile fabric. Even so, (M/N)'s tears continues on, touching timidly and kissing Ignis' skin. "It's alright, Your Highness," Ignis comforts, while rubbing (M/N)'s back, as (M/N)'s muscles relaxes and loosens. "He didn't deserve you, anyway."
For this reason, (M/N) smirks and straddles him, with his fingers skimming over hardened abs. Then, (M/N) carefully takes his eyeglasses, delightfully and dreamily drowning inside emerald eyes. But, (M/N) doesn't mind, considering he's enjoying it. "Who does, then?" (M/N) challenges, while leaning closely in, as his lips brushes Ignis' jaw. "They all keep breaking my heart, except for you."
In time, (M/N) hears a groan, especially when he bit down. Instantly, (M/N) lovingly licks the pain away, his teasing tongue tracing Ignis' lips. But, (M/N) can't control himself, his mouth quickly claiming Ignis'. "We shouldn't, Your Highness," Ignis cautions, while watching (M/N) sneer, as (M/N) pins his hands down. "This is inappropriate."
But, (M/N) doesn't care, considering both need each other. Yet, (M/N) can only openly admit that without getting into trouble, especially because of their power gap. So, (M/N) takes the initiative, like he had been destined to. "Is it, Ignis?" (M/N) counters, while clawing Ignis' shirt, as his nails tears through the fabric. "Are you going to break my heart, too?"
Now, (M/N) tightens his grip, (H/C) eyebrows knitting together. Then, (M/N)'s eyes narrows, (E/C) orbs flashing briefly red. However, (M/N) blinks his eyes, (E/C) orbs returning to normal. "No," Ignis confesses, while (M/N) smugly grins, as (M/N) unfastens his robes. "I would never, Your Highness."
So, (M/N) releases his grip, allowing Ignis to turn over. Now, (M/N) lay against his back, with Ignis straddling him. But, (M/N) doesn't mind, even bringing Ignis closer to him. "That's right," (M/N) claims, while threading through Ignis' hair, as Ignis kisses his hand. "I didn't think so."
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