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18 June 2018 @ 11:00 pm
'cause we can make it, break it / closed
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( He is, because it feels good and because - well - it makes everything last a bit longer. Not just the pleasure which is coursing through him, making tense muscles shake, but the moments in which the only thing that matters is their attraction to each other. There's no advisor and no shield here, just two people who find themselves drawn together like magnets.
There's a gasp, a groan, a twitch of hips that Gladio can't quite help when those nails press into unblemished skin. Something electric shudders through him as the tense knot of pleasure in his belly and across his thighs comes undone and his cock throbs with the release of his orgasm to Ignis' touch. )
There's a gasp, a groan, a twitch of hips that Gladio can't quite help when those nails press into unblemished skin. Something electric shudders through him as the tense knot of pleasure in his belly and across his thighs comes undone and his cock throbs with the release of his orgasm to Ignis' touch. )
[Ignis does keep finding himself drawn to this man. Over and over, they're drawn together, a little more strongly each time and the composed, intelligent royal retainer has yet to truly understand why he can't simply say no. Gladio is like the sun, an enticing warmth that can't be ignored, and he's so, so terribly weak to it.
The twitch should have been enough to warn him, but he's swept up enough in the thrill of it all. He coughs immediately against the sensation of Gladio's climax coating his tongue and sits back, swallowing reluctantly if only to keep from spitting. It's only then that he realises how short his breath is and draws a deep lungful of air, still riding the high of this new step they've taken together.]
The twitch should have been enough to warn him, but he's swept up enough in the thrill of it all. He coughs immediately against the sensation of Gladio's climax coating his tongue and sits back, swallowing reluctantly if only to keep from spitting. It's only then that he realises how short his breath is and draws a deep lungful of air, still riding the high of this new step they've taken together.]
( If Gladiolus is the sun, Ignis is the cool breeze that tempers his fire and stokes it all the same. The one person who wraps around him so utterly and so easily, making him forget everything else but the here and the now.
Ignis' cough draws him out of a pleasure fueled haze, blinking slowly and pushing himself up into a sitting position with a low groan. )
You alright?
Ignis' cough draws him out of a pleasure fueled haze, blinking slowly and pushing himself up into a sitting position with a low groan. )
You alright?
Mm, I'm fine.
[He's not going to be getting rid of that taste from his mouth for a while, but it wasn't entirely unexpected. Ignis makes another soft sound to clear his throat, then smiles slightly.]
I wouldn't object to doing that again, some time.
[He's not going to be getting rid of that taste from his mouth for a while, but it wasn't entirely unexpected. Ignis makes another soft sound to clear his throat, then smiles slightly.]
I wouldn't object to doing that again, some time.
( A few strong coffees, maybe?
Gladiolus laughs, running a hand through his hair and shifting himself into a more comfortable position. )
Noted.
( Because he sure wouldn't mind being used like that again sometime. )
Gladiolus laughs, running a hand through his hair and shifting himself into a more comfortable position. )
Noted.
( Because he sure wouldn't mind being used like that again sometime. )