[He doesn't reply. At least not in words. No, instead Ignis gets a picture. Of Noctis, naked and on his knees, with one arm disappearing behind his back. It's pretty easy to figure out what he's doing.]
[ holy-- ignis almost ends up tripping over his own feet when he sees that pic. he absolutely didn't see that one coming, and quickly glances around - as if anybody would be dying to see what's on his phone, really. ]
Make sure not to strain your voice too much without me.
[And because he's feeling particularly cheeky, he sends another picture - this time of his abdomen, fingers grazing over his hip at the exact spot he wants bitten.]
[ he should probably scold noct for running around like this, but he has like zero brain cells for that right now. instead, he bridges the distance between them with a few steps and wraps his arms around noctis' waist to pull him closer.
also to grope his ass, because that's what he came for. ]
[Oh the horror. Someone might see him and call the tabloids. Guess that's just a risk he'll have to take.
There's a soft gasp as his ass is grabbed, both because he's still pretty sensitive from preparing himself and because of course Ignis would go straight for it. He shouldn't even be surprised.]
[ and because he knows noctis likes it, he gives his ass a pinch, just hard enough to be felt. ..or maybe it will still bruise. pale skin always makes bruises stand out easily. ]
Why don't you try and be good by helping me undress, hm?
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I may or may not be a bit impatient today.
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I keep moaning your name
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Make sure not to strain your voice too much without me.
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Guess you're just gonna have to work harder to make me moan for you
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Though you might be hoarse tomorrow.
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Pretty sure everyone already knows
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I like it
Maybe you should leave marks as a warning to everyone else
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Right here
[And because he's feeling particularly cheeky, he sends another picture - this time of his abdomen, fingers grazing over his hip at the exact spot he wants bitten.]
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[ also saving this pic for.. future use.. not like he's going to need it anytime soon since he's already fumbling for the keys to noctis' apartment.
when he finally gets the door open, he slips inside and kicks the door shut with his foot. ]
I told you. Ten Minutes.
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But he actually gets up, walks through the apartment completely bare to greet him at the door.]
And I told you I'd be ready.
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also to grope his ass, because that's what he came for. ]
What a good boy you are today.
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There's a soft gasp as his ass is grabbed, both because he's still pretty sensitive from preparing himself and because of course Ignis would go straight for it. He shouldn't even be surprised.]
I know how you like it when I'm good for you.
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Really? Then I wonder why it is that you enjoy being bad so much.
[ ..is it the punishment? it might be the punishment. ]
Sorry for my slowness! This week has been awful
What can I say? I like the way you spank me.
[And the way Ignis does literally everything else. Smitten doesn't even begin to cover it.
But he arches back against that hand as he speaks, as if offering encouragment.]
dw about it! ♡
[ and because he knows noctis likes it, he gives his ass a pinch, just hard enough to be felt. ..or maybe it will still bruise. pale skin always makes bruises stand out easily. ]
Why don't you try and be good by helping me undress, hm?
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Really making me work for it here, Specs.
[But his fingers are already working, reaching for the buttons of Ignis' shirt. Disobeying has its perks. But so did being eager.]