[Ignis' fingers are a vice on Noct's hips, leaving dark red bruises from how hard he's gripping on them. It's so much, almost too much pleasure, all at once- the pleas, their bodies, the friction, the obscene sounds of the bed creaking below them.
His hand leaves Noct's hip to take a grip and stroke Noctis to his completion. Because he's too close, a mere few thrusts away from coming, and he doesn't want to leave Noct behind.]
Yes, come with me Noct... come for me-
[Ignis' teeth are in Noct's shoulder when he comes, a pure white, scorching pleasure rippling through his body and down his back, making him growl Noct's name ferociously, possessively.]
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His hand leaves Noct's hip to take a grip and stroke Noctis to his completion. Because he's too close, a mere few thrusts away from coming, and he doesn't want to leave Noct behind.]
Yes, come with me Noct... come for me-
[Ignis' teeth are in Noct's shoulder when he comes, a pure white, scorching pleasure rippling through his body and down his back, making him growl Noct's name ferociously, possessively.]