[The way Albert moves his hips in response to the unspoken invitation is slow, gentle, a warm reminder that Ignis does things to him, for him, even in moments of kindness. They're so compatible, effortlessly so.
Albert's fingers dance over Ignis' cock, not lingering anywhere too long, not stroking with great purpose. Just enjoying his growing girth and length is enough to satisfy Albert. He thumbs at his slit as his own growing erection slides between Ignis' thighs, enjoying the feeling of friction against both his legs and what lies between. It's soothing, in a way, just being able to feel something.]
You were, but I enjoyed it. You unmade me, Ignis. [A slow, languid kiss.] Sometimes that's what I need, I think.
[He looks to Ignis' eyes, smiling faintly.]
Not that I'll mind if you're a gentleman instead. I've put you through a few things tonight. You might be feeling like I deserve... tenderness?
[God, but why does the thought of Ignis treating him gently and softly also appeal so terribly much? He's almost embarrassed to think of it, but he'd be content if they even just held each other in the bath and afterwards in bed; perhaps he could drift off with Ignis inside him, wrapped up in his arms...]
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Albert's fingers dance over Ignis' cock, not lingering anywhere too long, not stroking with great purpose. Just enjoying his growing girth and length is enough to satisfy Albert. He thumbs at his slit as his own growing erection slides between Ignis' thighs, enjoying the feeling of friction against both his legs and what lies between. It's soothing, in a way, just being able to feel something.]
You were, but I enjoyed it. You unmade me, Ignis. [A slow, languid kiss.] Sometimes that's what I need, I think.
[He looks to Ignis' eyes, smiling faintly.]
Not that I'll mind if you're a gentleman instead. I've put you through a few things tonight. You might be feeling like I deserve... tenderness?
[God, but why does the thought of Ignis treating him gently and softly also appeal so terribly much? He's almost embarrassed to think of it, but he'd be content if they even just held each other in the bath and afterwards in bed; perhaps he could drift off with Ignis inside him, wrapped up in his arms...]