[ There is something powerfully intoxicating about being trusted to this degree, lost in deep, impenetrable sleep and yet still pressing close like it's his body that remembers Noctis; that even when the mind is asleep the body is no less attuned to the one who's made love to it on so many occasions he's long lost track. Ignis is captivating in his unconscious responses, taking his kisses so sweetly and gasping when he took it a step further.
He slows down just for a minute, gauging Ignis' level of wakefulness (none, blessedly enough) before sucking another lovebite on the back of his shoulder, smiling when he hears a sweetly soft keening whose existence Ignis would deny to his dying breath. It's lovely to experience a side of him he is never afforded when Ignis is conscious; this is a kind of trust that Noctis will not betray, and he pinches his nipple now, gentle enough not to inspire wakefulness, but definitely enough to be felt. He soothes over it quickly enough, before turning his attention to its twin.
Look at him, he thinks -- so ripe for the taking, so eager, and he moves his hips slowly, gently, drawing Ignis' body flush to his before sliding his cock between his thighs, sighing softly at the soft, easy warmth enveloping him. Oh, this is good, isn't it? This is so damn good. ]
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He slows down just for a minute, gauging Ignis' level of wakefulness (none, blessedly enough) before sucking another lovebite on the back of his shoulder, smiling when he hears a sweetly soft keening whose existence Ignis would deny to his dying breath. It's lovely to experience a side of him he is never afforded when Ignis is conscious; this is a kind of trust that Noctis will not betray, and he pinches his nipple now, gentle enough not to inspire wakefulness, but definitely enough to be felt. He soothes over it quickly enough, before turning his attention to its twin.
Look at him, he thinks -- so ripe for the taking, so eager, and he moves his hips slowly, gently, drawing Ignis' body flush to his before sliding his cock between his thighs, sighing softly at the soft, easy warmth enveloping him. Oh, this is good, isn't it? This is so damn good. ]