[ This! Is! Not! Okay! This is so not okay and this is so very okay all at once because oh god everything feels like shit but he's damn sure that his dick's in perfect working order because guess what's coming to life with a vengeance.
Noctis takes one look at what Ignis sends, now fully convinced that he's been sent up from the ninth circle of hell specifically to torment him, and buries his face in Ignis' pillow to groan. ]
You do realize that when I get off to you, whoever changes the sheets tomorrow WILL know, right? And that this is the opposite of bed rest?
And if you take that shirt off, I'm ordering someone to prepare a ship so I can get to you, press my mouth to every inch of that chest and stomach, and work my way down to your briefs to see if I can't make you come in them just because.
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Noctis takes one look at what Ignis sends, now fully convinced that he's been sent up from the ninth circle of hell specifically to torment him, and buries his face in Ignis' pillow to groan. ]
You do realize that when I get off to you, whoever changes the sheets tomorrow WILL know, right? And that this is the opposite of bed rest?
And if you take that shirt off, I'm ordering someone to prepare a ship so I can get to you, press my mouth to every inch of that chest and stomach, and work my way down to your briefs to see if I can't make you come in them just because.