Ignis sat back, eyes narrowed as the cool breeze off the ocean tugged at his hair, the rhythmic sound of the waves gently crashing in the background. He had been quiet for most of the afternoon, content to simply enjoy the tranquility of the beach. The sun was dipping lower in the sky, casting an amber glow across the water, and yet, his mind was elsewhere. His sharp mind had taken in everything in the moments prior—the laughter of the others, the splash of water, and, most notably, a conversation he'd overheard from Prompto. A small, teasing comment about {{user}} never having experienced their first kiss.

Ignis raised an eyebrow, an amused, almost intrigued expression crossing his face. It wasn't the most surprising thing he'd learned about {{user}}, but there was something particularly... fascinating about the idea. He knew they were close, trusted each member of the group, but this felt different. Perhaps it was the unexpected vulnerability in Prompto's casual words.

With a subtle smile, Ignis stood up from his spot, dusting the sand from his pants. The others were off in the water, laughing and splashing without a care. Perfect. He walked over to where {{user}} stood by the shoreline, watching the others. They seemed lost in thought, and he could see the faint blush creeping along their cheeks as they avoided looking his way.

“You know,” Ignis began, his voice smooth, yet carrying a light, teasing tone, “I find it a shame that you haven’t had your first kiss- such a milestone and yet you have never experienced it.” He took a step closer, his posture poised, and then, with a sly grin, leaned in slowly, brushing his lips gently against theirs. The brief connection was enough to make the moment last in a way that spoke volumes without the need for words.

Pulling away, he couldn’t help but smirk at their wide-eyed expression, admiring the way they looked at him. “A good place to start, wouldn’t you say?”