[ It's so easy with him, so smooth and intimate -- he knows every note of him, revels in every moan and every arch, the infinite tenderness and wickedness both that ensnare and captivate. Noctis is wholly, unapologetically his, and despite the intense sensations surging inside him, despite Noctis greedily taking in the sight of him, so full of Noctis and so lost to pleasure-- he cannot help but make a soft little mock-annoyed noise.
He loves moments like these, playful and endearing, when Ignis is so stunning he cannot breathe and Noctis chases after him, smitten and so enamoured. He shifts his ass higher and gives it a good proper slap. Overexert himself, really? ]
Loosen up, you jerk. I'm going to show you how I can go for hours.
[ He probably can, where Ignis is concerned -- turns out aside from his great love for fishing, pets, video games and comic books, he really loves sex with Ignis as well, insatiable and wild and demanding all at once, and he's not ashamed to put him through his paces. ] I'll show you thorough.
[ He growls, a wicked note in his voice, urging him up against the bed, impossibly turned on by the way he clenches around him like he's dying to milk him dry, and Noctis has to struggle to keep himself sane. Trying to move, his hand comes to close over his dick, cupping his balls with lazy fondness and sliding his thumb up the underside of his shaft. He feels so good and thick, and he thinks if anyone had the world's most perfect cock, it's going to be Ignis. ] You'd better have shifted all our meetings to the late afternoon.
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He loves moments like these, playful and endearing, when Ignis is so stunning he cannot breathe and Noctis chases after him, smitten and so enamoured. He shifts his ass higher and gives it a good proper slap. Overexert himself, really? ]
Loosen up, you jerk. I'm going to show you how I can go for hours.
[ He probably can, where Ignis is concerned -- turns out aside from his great love for fishing, pets, video games and comic books, he really loves sex with Ignis as well, insatiable and wild and demanding all at once, and he's not ashamed to put him through his paces. ] I'll show you thorough.
[ He growls, a wicked note in his voice, urging him up against the bed, impossibly turned on by the way he clenches around him like he's dying to milk him dry, and Noctis has to struggle to keep himself sane. Trying to move, his hand comes to close over his dick, cupping his balls with lazy fondness and sliding his thumb up the underside of his shaft. He feels so good and thick, and he thinks if anyone had the world's most perfect cock, it's going to be Ignis. ] You'd better have shifted all our meetings to the late afternoon.