[Such a beautiful distraction. One that keeps his mind occupied and his body lax, muscles loose and ready. Only tensing for a few heartbeats when that finger begins to circle the tight outer ring. And again when it pushes inside. But it's so easy to get lost in the sensation if Ignis' mouth. Of those lips on his. On the heat that's sparking between them.
It's a strange feeling. New. Something he had never done to himself. Cold and wet but he feels full. The stretch is slow, a dull sort of ache that his body grows accustom to and overcomes with ease. Until those muscles give way and open and everything doesnt feel quite so pleasantly stretched and tight and full anymore.]
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It's a strange feeling. New. Something he had never done to himself. Cold and wet but he feels full. The stretch is slow, a dull sort of ache that his body grows accustom to and overcomes with ease. Until those muscles give way and open and everything doesnt feel quite so pleasantly stretched and tight and full anymore.]