God, nonnie, I love that fic so much, I can't express it. This kind of submission, where Ignis will take orders or provide service easily, but it's so hard for him to be appreciated or cared for, and the way Noct and Gladio and Prompto deal with it, gently and carefully and surely - it's KILLING me. I want 10245345 words of this. It's so hot, and so gentle, and I love how close he's to panic and tension and yet how safely held and protected and cherished. Damn.