[ Noctis laughs softly and squirms at that nipple pinch, and settles to push into him, warm and full of love and impossibly fond. Their bodies are coming together in perfect sync with every thrust and pull, and he finds it tremendously delicious just how the lurid, obscene sounds of their lovemaking punctuate their scattered groans.
This, all of this -- it's everything Noctis has ever dreamed of and then some; a powerful, potent connection to his beloved, sinking inside him and losing himself in his embrace. Noctis forgets himself, and he's smiling when Ignis comes, so gorgeous when he unravels before him, vulnerable and open the way he's never been with anyone. This is special, it's all theirs and Noctis knows he will never trade this with the world. ]
I love you. [ He breathes against his lips, kissing him so deeply that he forgets himself. ] I love you so much. Gods, you're so fucking beautiful.
[ And everything else falls away but the both of them. He feels Ignis' body clamp down on him so sweetly, how his come spurts warm streaks against his fingers and both their stomachs. He's folded over him so intimately, loathe to lose any point of contact. He brings his hand up to lick his fingers clean, making him watch as he feels himself pitch helplessly towards completion, the kind of absolution only Ignis can give.
Keep going, he says, and Noctis fucks him harder through his orgasm, knowing just how oversensitive and overstimulated he is -- can he make him come again, can he drag another one out of him?
Cupping his face with his clean hand as he grinds deep inside him, he pulls out completely, reluctant but knowing how much he needs it. ]
Up. [ He commands, voice rough. ] On your hands and knees, sweetheart.
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This, all of this -- it's everything Noctis has ever dreamed of and then some; a powerful, potent connection to his beloved, sinking inside him and losing himself in his embrace. Noctis forgets himself, and he's smiling when Ignis comes, so gorgeous when he unravels before him, vulnerable and open the way he's never been with anyone. This is special, it's all theirs and Noctis knows he will never trade this with the world. ]
I love you. [ He breathes against his lips, kissing him so deeply that he forgets himself. ] I love you so much. Gods, you're so fucking beautiful.
[ And everything else falls away but the both of them. He feels Ignis' body clamp down on him so sweetly, how his come spurts warm streaks against his fingers and both their stomachs. He's folded over him so intimately, loathe to lose any point of contact. He brings his hand up to lick his fingers clean, making him watch as he feels himself pitch helplessly towards completion, the kind of absolution only Ignis can give.
Keep going, he says, and Noctis fucks him harder through his orgasm, knowing just how oversensitive and overstimulated he is -- can he make him come again, can he drag another one out of him?
Cupping his face with his clean hand as he grinds deep inside him, he pulls out completely, reluctant but knowing how much he needs it. ]
Up. [ He commands, voice rough. ] On your hands and knees, sweetheart.