[He loves him. He loves everything about Ignis, really and truly, from the lilt of his voice to the touch of his fingers and tongue. He's getting the latter right now, his fingers digging into Ignis' hair and scraping nails over the back of his neck and shoulders as his hips buck into the expert sucking.
This hotel room is too nice for how filthy they're being, he knows it, but he craves it, too. This plush wingback chair near the bed where he was sitting and reading has only about half of Albert properly on it now, his coat pushed down and his shirt open, his tie untied and hanging uselessly around his neck. There's no telling where Ignis threw his slacks when he pulled them off, just before he dug his fingers into Albert's hips as they kissed and pulled him to the edge of the chair. Doubtless Albert is a sight right now, legs spread wide as Ignis works like he's being paid to do this, loud, unrestrained moans coming from Albert's kiss-bruised lips.
It's heaven. Looking down into those sweet green eyes even in this dim light makes him feel utterly powerless and completely unstoppable at once. This is love unlike anything he's ever experienced, physically and emotionally. Ignis claimed him, claims him even now...]
Darling... you're a pretty little whore when you want me this badly.
[It's breathless and useless, but Albert is absolutely taken in by Ignis tonight.]
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This hotel room is too nice for how filthy they're being, he knows it, but he craves it, too. This plush wingback chair near the bed where he was sitting and reading has only about half of Albert properly on it now, his coat pushed down and his shirt open, his tie untied and hanging uselessly around his neck. There's no telling where Ignis threw his slacks when he pulled them off, just before he dug his fingers into Albert's hips as they kissed and pulled him to the edge of the chair. Doubtless Albert is a sight right now, legs spread wide as Ignis works like he's being paid to do this, loud, unrestrained moans coming from Albert's kiss-bruised lips.
It's heaven. Looking down into those sweet green eyes even in this dim light makes him feel utterly powerless and completely unstoppable at once. This is love unlike anything he's ever experienced, physically and emotionally. Ignis claimed him, claims him even now...]
Darling... you're a pretty little whore when you want me this badly.
[It's breathless and useless, but Albert is absolutely taken in by Ignis tonight.]