Lost Recipes
Ignis: Where's my recipes notebook?
*looking around* Where is it?
*to the bros* Did you by any chance see my recipes notebook?
Noctis, Prompto, Gladio: *playing King's Knight on their phones*
Ignis: *cough cough* Excuse me???
Prompto: -? Hey, what's up Iggy?
Ignis: Did you see my recipes notebook? I can't find it.
Prompto: Nope, I didn't see it.
Noctis: *continuing his gameplay*
Noctis: Oh sorry Iggy, but I'm playing, I can't lose. By the way, nope. I have no idea where it is your notebook- *resuming the game*
Ignis: *turning towards Gladio*
Gladio: Sorry bro, but I don't know it too. Are you sure it's not into the inner pocket of your jacket?
Ignis: Of course I'm sure of that. It was the first place where I searched. I always have my notebook there.
Gladio: Don't worry, you'll find it. You'll see it will come out. *rejoining the game*
Ignis: *walking away to continue his research*
*whispering to himself* But where is it? I searched everywhere...Is it possible I lost it? No...it's not me to lose things...
"Are you searching for this?"
Ignis: *turning around, widening his eyes. His mouth opened* A-Aranea??
Aranea: Hello there, handsome...*greeting him with a flirty smirk, showing his notebook in her hand*
Ignis: Aranea...I-I'm so pleased to see you...*sweetly staring at her*
Aranea: *approaching him, with his notebook close to her chest* Here's your precious recipes notebook...
Ignis: *staring at her white delicate slender hands with red nail polish holding his notebook. Him desiring to be caressed by her. Then, moving his gaze towards her cleavage*
Aranea: So, don't you take it?
Ignis: *stopping to fantasize* Uh-oh...y-yes...*taking the notebook* Thank you so much...But...where did you find it?
Aranea: *smiling* Oh well...it seems you lost it in our last battle...I saw it on the ground while I was returning to my airship. I wanted to give you it soon, but all of you already went away. So I waited until the morning to give it back to you. I didn't want to disturb during the night, while you were sleeping...
Ignis: But you never disturb...You could come to me anyway...*staring at her lovingly*
Ignis: *suddenly he remembers a thing and starts to blush profusely*
Aranea: *watching Ignis that way* Hey sweetie, what's up? *smirks* You're all red...are you fine?
Ignis: (Did she read my recipes? Even the ones dedicated to her I have to test? Oh my...) *starting thinking about her reading his recipes dedicated to her. Those recipes of sweets where he drew a lot of hearts all around, writing "to my love Aranea" and in one of the empty pages he drew a portrait of her, always filled with hearts*
Aranea: Ignis...? *putting her hand on his hot cheek*
Ignis: *wide eyes, turning his head towards her*
Aranea: Awww...Do I have this effect on you? How sweet...*caressing him*
Ignis: *even more blushed, realizing Aranea is caressing him. Him feeling her hand on his face. He closes his eyes, gasping a little.*
Aranea: *watching his opened mouth, his full lips so tempting* Regarding sweets...*continuing to caress him* I love your recipes...You should do them...
Ignis: *re-opening his eyes, looking at Aranea with wide eyes again*
Aranea: *doing an innocent look* I couldn't sleep, so I thought to read something...and I had your notebook...*saying that playing with a lock of her hair*
Ignis: *realizing what he suspected happened. Him starting to sweat.*
Aranea: I love them...So you're even a baker besides to be a cook...*smiling, running her finger from his shoulder, down his pec. Her fingertip reaching and touching the peak of his nipple underneath the cloth of his shirt*
Ignis: *feeling chills up his spine*
Aranea: *staring at that peak now raised and visible underneath the cloth. She bites her lower lip* There was a recipe...oh...what was its name?*softly going with her hand under his suspender and running her fingers between it and his chest* Oh yes...*going closer, her breath on his neck* That cake...A chocolate cake with cream...and strawberries and chocolate hearts on it...so good...*moving her glance to his sweaty neck and then down his pec line. She takes a glimpse of his chest between the unbuttoned sides of his shirt. She stares at it rising and falling at his breath. Her hand on his pec, feeling his heart beating so fast*
And not only...you can draw so well too...I love the drawings of your dishes and sweets, they're so accurate and cute...And you draw so well not only the food....*smirks, running a finger down his cheek, still hot* All those red hearts are my favourite part...so many of them....lil and bigger...so adorable...*touching with her thumb his lower lip*
Ignis: *gasping again at her touch*
Aranea: *starting to caress with her thumb his lips. A look of pleasure on her face watching him in a swoony expression. Her enjoying to see him opening his mouth and sweetly moaning.*
And...*putting the other hand on his nape, running her fingers through his soft hair.* I love that art of me...it's so beautiful...*smirks, reaching his ear and whispering* I didn't know about this your talent...I can pose as your model anytime if you want...Dressed...or not...You have only to call me...*kissing him between his jawline and his neck, savoring him*
Ignis: *bends his head backwards at her kiss, in pleasure*
Aranea: *looking at him in his eyes, still blushed with patches of red coloring his hot cheeks, an expression in a mixture of astonishment and desire. She caresses his face one more time, lovingly whispering* See you soon, honey...*tracing her finger along his inviting lips and kissing him so sweetly*
After the kiss, she smiles at him and moves away. She turns toward him taking a last look at him, winking and blowing a kiss, before to take the path to her airship.
Ignis remains still. It takes to him several minutes to return to his normal status.
He cleans himself up a bit before to turn back to the others, when he realizes his recipe notebook was on the ground. He surely made it fall during all his excitement. He grabs it, thinking again about his love seeing all those amorous stuff about her. He opens the notebook, going to the last page. Her portrait drew by him with an ink pen, with which he made all the shades accurately. He used his extra red pen with which he usually writes or underlines important parts of recipes, to color her lips. And to draw all the hearts around her.
He still can't believe what happened.
Then, he notices some signs a bit visible underneath the white of the page. He turns over the paper and he sees an entire page filled with a big writing made with a red glittery ink:
with an heart below and her kiss stamped with a red lipstick.
He smiles, blushing again.
After a bit, he starts on his path back to the camp, with his notebook in his arms, unaware that his friends will see him with red lipstick marks on his neck and his lips.
