[He loses grip on his thoughts quickly enough, everything in his mind summarily flying apart at each press into his body. His jaw subtly tightens between moans, his eyes opening and fixing blindly on the ceiling before they close, and he responds near-feverishly to every kiss that is planted on his lips.
Like this, he can forget. Gods, he can forget everything. The darkness, the daemons, their losses as a world and a people and his own, far more personal ones. He can forget everything save for the mounting pleasure, the warmth and the man moving above him.]
Gods-- [Ignis breathes out, sensitive enough to already be half-way to climax the moment they started. His hips jerk again, thighs tensing, a noise that's undeniably a whine leaving him as fingers touch his cock.] Not so fast--
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banebu on July 29th, 2018 at 01:22 pm
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