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. musebox . - 'cause we can make it, break it / closed
18 June 2018 @ 11:00 pm
'cause we can make it, break it / closed
[Ignis hisses out something that sounds oh so very much like 'fuck' but could well have been an entirely incoherent sound of pleasure at that second finger, tensing against it only briefly before he relaxes to all-too-willingly allow the intrusion. Everything between his hips throbs steadily with pleasure, tinged only slightly with the faint sting of being stretched but gods, he can cope with that for the sake of the rest of it.
His jaw clenches, a subtle resistance to the sensations threatening to overwhelm him entirely. It's no further than they've been before, not yet - how many times could Ignis say he'd been brought to the brink of pleasure and beyond by Gladiolus' deft hands and clever mouth - but it's the knowledge of something more to come that pushes him higher.]
Gladio-- [The name comes gasped out, a light tug against the back of his head almost like a warning. He isn't so inexperienced now as to climax after a few minutes of this, but he knows that if it lasts much longer...]
Not like this. Kiss me.
His jaw clenches, a subtle resistance to the sensations threatening to overwhelm him entirely. It's no further than they've been before, not yet - how many times could Ignis say he'd been brought to the brink of pleasure and beyond by Gladiolus' deft hands and clever mouth - but it's the knowledge of something more to come that pushes him higher.]
Gladio-- [The name comes gasped out, a light tug against the back of his head almost like a warning. He isn't so inexperienced now as to climax after a few minutes of this, but he knows that if it lasts much longer...]
Not like this. Kiss me.