When I do what? I don't under- [Right then the small part of Ignis' logical mind that isn't incapacitated by drink realizes again that leaving romance, it's implications, desire and it's implications as the one field he let his knowledge lack in was a bad idea. Forget passing Noctis' inevitable questions to Gladio for answers, Ignis suddenly finds himself realizing a few seconds too slowly how this applies to him.
The pain is a surprise, falling outside even his late realizations, because right, he didn't factor in the whole vampire aspect of this while he was flailing around trying to figure out what Soma's words and tone of voice meant. His body reacts as if it were being thrown into battle suddenly, free hand reaching blindly for purchase against Soma's chest while the hand Soma is still holding is grasped with as much strength as Ignis can manage.
It's at that point, though, that the pain fades and then onrushing of warmth draws the struggle out of him. A soft sigh slips from his lips as he leans into Soma slightly.]
I-I trust you.
[It's hard to find his words through the alcohol and emotion, but Ignis slowly manages to put them together.]
Gunna CW: for Vampire Biting, Blood Mention, & Kissing just to cover our bases.
[Right then the small part of Ignis' logical mind that isn't incapacitated by drink realizes again that leaving romance, it's implications, desire and it's implications as the one field he let his knowledge lack in was a bad idea. Forget passing Noctis' inevitable questions to Gladio for answers, Ignis suddenly finds himself realizing a few seconds too slowly how this applies to him.
The pain is a surprise, falling outside even his late realizations, because right, he didn't factor in the whole vampire aspect of this while he was flailing around trying to figure out what Soma's words and tone of voice meant. His body reacts as if it were being thrown into battle suddenly, free hand reaching blindly for purchase against Soma's chest while the hand Soma is still holding is grasped with as much strength as Ignis can manage.
It's at that point, though, that the pain fades and then onrushing of warmth draws the struggle out of him. A soft sigh slips from his lips as he leans into Soma slightly.]
I-I trust you.
[It's hard to find his words through the alcohol and emotion, but Ignis slowly manages to put them together.]
Take what you need. It's okay.