[All he wants to do is watch Ignis, the ever shifting need in his eyes, the way he is barely holding himself back. It all comes together and makes Albert's arousal stronger, more real, more present, beautiful and absolutely molten. He's wanted Ignis back inside him constantly since that night, though he's been an absolute gentleman at all times. It simply wouldn't do for Albert to chase after him for some base desires.
But here they are, crudely entwined, Albert showing off like some prize animal who wants to be praised. This part of Ignis is well hidden and sacred to Albert, who knows better than anyone what a veneer of propriety can do to a man.
His fingers are eased free, and he gasps as Ignis' hand contacts the firm skin of his ass, the slap unexpected but somehow not unwelcome. He wonders if he'd let this man degrade him, debase him... He doesn't have to think for long, though, because once that thick, glorious cock starts to press inside he knows instinctively that the answer to that question is yes.]
Ah, Ignis...
[He rocks back greedily, knowing he can take him with little effort.]
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But here they are, crudely entwined, Albert showing off like some prize animal who wants to be praised. This part of Ignis is well hidden and sacred to Albert, who knows better than anyone what a veneer of propriety can do to a man.
His fingers are eased free, and he gasps as Ignis' hand contacts the firm skin of his ass, the slap unexpected but somehow not unwelcome. He wonders if he'd let this man degrade him, debase him... He doesn't have to think for long, though, because once that thick, glorious cock starts to press inside he knows instinctively that the answer to that question is yes.]
Ah, Ignis...
[He rocks back greedily, knowing he can take him with little effort.]
Hard. Please.