Why the hell do we keep putting it back in the drawer?
[ Noctis complains, stretching above him to reach for it, fumbling to open it again and wrestle it out, which is a lot of work when you have the most stunning man in Eos writhing and thrusting up into your hand and demanding that you fuck him quickly. Which, really, Noctis more than wants to live with for the rest of his life.
He doesn't care for the spectacle they have to put on for the masses -- all that matters is what he has with Ignis, and logistics for the wedding are at the last on his mind (he's definitely up for a small, intimate ceremony, and maybe he could take Ignis out on the water after that). Right now he's popping open the tube and smearing out a generous amount, tossing the tube aside and slicking up his dick with a low groan. ]
Are you always this impatient? [ He's teasing, reaching down to spread him open, two fingers pressing between those tight, firm cheeks, index finger lightly breaching him, fingertip nudging inside in a bid to be gentle. ]
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[ Noctis complains, stretching above him to reach for it, fumbling to open it again and wrestle it out, which is a lot of work when you have the most stunning man in Eos writhing and thrusting up into your hand and demanding that you fuck him quickly. Which, really, Noctis more than wants to live with for the rest of his life.
He doesn't care for the spectacle they have to put on for the masses -- all that matters is what he has with Ignis, and logistics for the wedding are at the last on his mind (he's definitely up for a small, intimate ceremony, and maybe he could take Ignis out on the water after that). Right now he's popping open the tube and smearing out a generous amount, tossing the tube aside and slicking up his dick with a low groan. ]
Are you always this impatient? [ He's teasing, reaching down to spread him open, two fingers pressing between those tight, firm cheeks, index finger lightly breaching him, fingertip nudging inside in a bid to be gentle. ]