Here’s a small fill for the first day of @ignoctweek nsfw week (although it’s only nsfw-lite at best), combining both the exploration and first time prompts kind of.

Noctis swallowed
nervously at the silence that came from behind him.

“I know it’s a lot,” he
began. Ignis still said nothing, but Noctis could feel the weight of his gaze
on his back.

It had all been going so
well. He’d finally worked up the nerve to ask Ignis out, he’d actually said
yes, and now after what felt like a thousand years, they were in his bedroom.

And he’d ruined it all by
forgetting quite how terrible his scar looked, the way the raised claw marks
mixing horribly with the dark damage from the starscourge, and pulled off his
shirt with a bit too much enthusiasm, twisting to throw it behind him. He’d
forgotten all about his scar in his excitement, honestly, until he heard Ignis’ quiet intake of
breath.

Ignis had seen glimpses
of his scar before now, of course, though never the full extent of it, but he
had to admit that he hadn’t thought Ignis would react that way, and it stung.

“I’ll, uh, just…” he
started to bend down for his shirt when Ignis’ hands gripped his waist and he
pressed a kiss at the highest point of his scar where the damage met the
healthy skin, and Noctis let out a breathy noise of surprise.

The scar itself had no
feeling, but just there was very sensitive, and it took him by surprise.

“It looks like a
mountain,” Ignis said, his voice soft, contemplative. His finger trailed from
the top of the scar on his back, to the bottom of it above his hip. “And a
valley, here.” He pressed another kiss against his hip. “I’d love to explore…
if that is alright with you.”

The tremble of his hands
against Noct’s skin gave away his nerves and Noctis found himself smiling.

“Yeah,” he said, and
Ignis ran his tongue along the edge of the scar. “Yeah, that’s very alright
with me.”