[ the fascination is mutual -- ignis is equally enamored, charmed by him and just a little bit in love. albert makes him feel like a teenager again, makes him remember what the nascent flutterings of romance feels like.
consequently, ignis is no stranger to the powerful desire to claim at least a little bit of albert for himself, too. in a place like this, that ought to be enough. his own heart skips a beat at the implications of his words, and he leans forward to take a bite off his fork, slow and almost-sensuous. he meets his gaze steadily, warm and tender, but there is a heat and intensity behind it, too.
his hand coming to curl deliberately around his wrist, he says quietly, plainly. ]
My heart is yours, if you will have it. I know it's impossible to be exclusive in this city, but please know -- I, too, would be a fool to let you go.
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consequently, ignis is no stranger to the powerful desire to claim at least a little bit of albert for himself, too. in a place like this, that ought to be enough. his own heart skips a beat at the implications of his words, and he leans forward to take a bite off his fork, slow and almost-sensuous. he meets his gaze steadily, warm and tender, but there is a heat and intensity behind it, too.
his hand coming to curl deliberately around his wrist, he says quietly, plainly. ]
My heart is yours, if you will have it. I know it's impossible to be exclusive in this city, but please know -- I, too, would be a fool to let you go.