I love saying your name, [Ignis' voice is slightly muffled because his lips are busy again leaving a hot trail on Noct's neck and down to his chest. Without the shirt, there's so much skin for him to touch, to taste, to tease, and he doesn't hold back from flicking his tongue over the nipple; just to see the reaction.
His hand doesn't stop stroking him though, but it is at a slower speed because Ignis doesn't want him to come yet. Tonight, Ignis wants to do it properly, and with Noctis willing, he needs to measure all of his touches and strokes to not make him come too early. They can... "experiment" at a later date.
Ignis lifts himself up on one elbow, gaze scorching hot and lustful, but with a tinge of seriousness in it as well.]
I want to take you... ['can he'? He needs to hear it; maybe less because it's confirmation (that's important too but) and more because he wants to hear Noct's breathless and needy voice.]
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His hand doesn't stop stroking him though, but it is at a slower speed because Ignis doesn't want him to come yet. Tonight, Ignis wants to do it properly, and with Noctis willing, he needs to measure all of his touches and strokes to not make him come too early. They can... "experiment" at a later date.
Ignis lifts himself up on one elbow, gaze scorching hot and lustful, but with a tinge of seriousness in it as well.]
I want to take you... ['can he'? He needs to hear it; maybe less because it's confirmation (that's important too but) and more because he wants to hear Noct's breathless and needy voice.]