( If Gladiolus is the sun, Ignis is the cool breeze that tempers his fire and stokes it all the same. The one person who wraps around him so utterly and so easily, making him forget everything else but the here and the now.
Ignis' cough draws him out of a pleasure fueled haze, blinking slowly and pushing himself up into a sitting position with a low groan. )
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