[ Oh, darling, admitting that was certainly a choice. Ignis raises an eyebrow but doesn't say anything just yet because the plotting can always come later. He's going to be squeaking by when it comes to time and while he's relatively certain he'll make it adequately, he's going to remember this. Payback is a bitch, especially when it comes from Ignis who has all the creativity and patience in the world when it comes down to making Noctis suffer in the best of ways.
Besides, there's a part of him that is too blissed out to really care at this moment. They're going to be married and he'd organized everything for after lunch so it isn't as if he wasn't unaware that they were likely going to spend a gratuitous amount of time on each other.
The bed shifts a little with Noctis' weight and there's the slow drag of the nightstand opening (and staying open as Noctis blindly reaches and Ignis' smile shifts from soft and warm to openly amused) and closing with a quiet thud. The click of the lube opening and then the wet press of a cool toy against him. Obediently, he bears down and lets out a little noise when it slides in, settles. It's not over-large but he's certainly aware of it, squirming underneath where Noctis is laid out over him, shivering at the slap to his ass that makes him tense around the toy. ]
Just remember that payback can and will happen, my love.
[ It's said sweetly enough, with that same soft affection as anything else but it's Ignis, so there's a heated threat behind it, murmured with all the certainty in the world that he can take Noctis apart piece by piece and give as good as he's gotten. Gently, he skims blunt nails down his spine, stopping shy of the scar on his lower back. ]
For now, though, you and I are going to shower together to save time and I'm going to make certain we both make our meetings lest we face the Marshall.
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Besides, there's a part of him that is too blissed out to really care at this moment. They're going to be married and he'd organized everything for after lunch so it isn't as if he wasn't unaware that they were likely going to spend a gratuitous amount of time on each other.
The bed shifts a little with Noctis' weight and there's the slow drag of the nightstand opening (and staying open as Noctis blindly reaches and Ignis' smile shifts from soft and warm to openly amused) and closing with a quiet thud. The click of the lube opening and then the wet press of a cool toy against him. Obediently, he bears down and lets out a little noise when it slides in, settles. It's not over-large but he's certainly aware of it, squirming underneath where Noctis is laid out over him, shivering at the slap to his ass that makes him tense around the toy. ]
Just remember that payback can and will happen, my love.
[ It's said sweetly enough, with that same soft affection as anything else but it's Ignis, so there's a heated threat behind it, murmured with all the certainty in the world that he can take Noctis apart piece by piece and give as good as he's gotten. Gently, he skims blunt nails down his spine, stopping shy of the scar on his lower back. ]
For now, though, you and I are going to shower together to save time and I'm going to make certain we both make our meetings lest we face the Marshall.