[ Six, just look at him. Ignis arches so sensuously, stretching like that and it takes his breath away, renders Noctis unable to think for a precious few moments as he pushes the head of his cock inside, gaining on him inch by inch as he stifles a low groan at how his body's taking him. Ignis is impossibly tight and hot, and he's pretty sure he's going to be out of his mind when he finally gets to seat himself fully inside of his lover's body.
To watch him enjoy this is its own kind of magic, a bliss that he's fortunate to witness -- unable to tear his eyes off him, he laughs softly, breathlessly before he runs his clean hand through Ignis' hair, mussing it up more than he already has because just look at him. The beauty of his soft gaze and parted lips, the way this view is meant only for him, precious and priceless. Noctis would gladly give his life over and over if only he can preserve this moment between them.
Ignis melts, and Noctis is the one to hold him together, strong and unyielding when he buries himself inside of him fully now, overwhelmed by the sheer sensation of Ignis' eager acceptance, his body sheathed so wholly, so perfectly around him that he cannot imagine another in his place. No, it's him, it's always been him. ]
Love you too. [ He manages, strained as he braces against him, keeping Ignis pinned underneath him. Returning that ferociously warm kiss with a shamelessly openmouthed one of his own, he grins against those lips. ] You asking me to fuck you more often? Because I can. [ And oh, he wants to. He really wants to. As much as he loves taking Ignis' cock inside him, melting in his arms -- he enjoys this immensely, too. How often can he manage to get Ignis all weak-kneed for him like this, pliant and willing like an eager kitten? ]
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To watch him enjoy this is its own kind of magic, a bliss that he's fortunate to witness -- unable to tear his eyes off him, he laughs softly, breathlessly before he runs his clean hand through Ignis' hair, mussing it up more than he already has because just look at him. The beauty of his soft gaze and parted lips, the way this view is meant only for him, precious and priceless. Noctis would gladly give his life over and over if only he can preserve this moment between them.
Ignis melts, and Noctis is the one to hold him together, strong and unyielding when he buries himself inside of him fully now, overwhelmed by the sheer sensation of Ignis' eager acceptance, his body sheathed so wholly, so perfectly around him that he cannot imagine another in his place. No, it's him, it's always been him. ]
Love you too. [ He manages, strained as he braces against him, keeping Ignis pinned underneath him. Returning that ferociously warm kiss with a shamelessly openmouthed one of his own, he grins against those lips. ] You asking me to fuck you more often? Because I can. [ And oh, he wants to. He really wants to. As much as he loves taking Ignis' cock inside him, melting in his arms -- he enjoys this immensely, too. How often can he manage to get Ignis all weak-kneed for him like this, pliant and willing like an eager kitten? ]