[ Ignis laughs quietly despite himself, listening eagerly to the noises that Noctis makes, endlessly thrilled with the fact that he knows that it's him making Noctis make those noises, it's him that's taking Noctis apart by bit and it's him that's going to put Noctis together again. He's edged back under the flow of the shower, closing his eyes to make sure that he doesn't get water or conditioner in them, despite how badly he wants to keep them open. His hands stay busy despite it, working over Noctis' cock with single-minded determination. ]
Greedy--
[ It's hard to sound teasing when he's just as needy, just as eager to get his hands and mouth all over Noctis' body as the other man is in turn but he does his best, his own body reacting shamelessly to the press against him, the hand on his cock. Despite the brief respite between bath and shower, he knows he won't last; he's waited too long, denied himself and Noctis too much these weeks to hope to last now that he's finally getting what they both want.
Good is kissing him while they're touching each other, but better is the wet slide of their cocks with the press of their hands, Noctis saying love you like no time has passed at all, like nothing's changed and they're the same as they've ever been, like things are easy. Ignis makes a low noise in response, biting a line of kisses along the column of his neck, watching the flush appear after his mouth leaves each bite. His hand tightens around Noctis' dick, fingers stroking over the flushed head of him, smearing precome down the length of him, shuddering. A little wryly, the confession pressed into the dip of Noctis' throat. ]
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Greedy--
[ It's hard to sound teasing when he's just as needy, just as eager to get his hands and mouth all over Noctis' body as the other man is in turn but he does his best, his own body reacting shamelessly to the press against him, the hand on his cock. Despite the brief respite between bath and shower, he knows he won't last; he's waited too long, denied himself and Noctis too much these weeks to hope to last now that he's finally getting what they both want.
Good is kissing him while they're touching each other, but better is the wet slide of their cocks with the press of their hands, Noctis saying love you like no time has passed at all, like nothing's changed and they're the same as they've ever been, like things are easy. Ignis makes a low noise in response, biting a line of kisses along the column of his neck, watching the flush appear after his mouth leaves each bite. His hand tightens around Noctis' dick, fingers stroking over the flushed head of him, smearing precome down the length of him, shuddering. A little wryly, the confession pressed into the dip of Noctis' throat. ]
I'm -- I'm afraid I won't last terribly long.