[ he murmurs roughly, because you have no idea what your words do to him, albert. how they unravel him and make him wild -- or perhaps albert does. the sight of this elegantly beautiful man saying such filthy things to ignis makes him want to keep albert forever, to have him just like this.
he can feel albert, focused solely on him -- the echoes of his confession threaded in the strength, the deepening of their connection. he comes up behind him, admiring the look on his face before he looks down and spreads his cheeks, revealing that tight little puckered rim. the lube is taken out and smeared on his fingers in quick order, his own cock slicked before the tube is discarded in quick order.
he's so turned on it hurts, especially having albert on his hands and knees just like this. but as much as he wants to fuck him into oblivion, to plow into him and give him such a good fucking that he screams, he wants albert to know how much ignis adores him, how much he wants to ravish and worship. and so he does it, laying kisses down his spine, down, down until he reaches those spread cheeks and presses his lips to his hole.
lips, then tongue, pushing in slow as he urges him to relax, to open up for him. ]
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[ he murmurs roughly, because you have no idea what your words do to him, albert. how they unravel him and make him wild -- or perhaps albert does. the sight of this elegantly beautiful man saying such filthy things to ignis makes him want to keep albert forever, to have him just like this.
he can feel albert, focused solely on him -- the echoes of his confession threaded in the strength, the deepening of their connection. he comes up behind him, admiring the look on his face before he looks down and spreads his cheeks, revealing that tight little puckered rim. the lube is taken out and smeared on his fingers in quick order, his own cock slicked before the tube is discarded in quick order.
he's so turned on it hurts, especially having albert on his hands and knees just like this. but as much as he wants to fuck him into oblivion, to plow into him and give him such a good fucking that he screams, he wants albert to know how much ignis adores him, how much he wants to ravish and worship. and so he does it, laying kisses down his spine, down, down until he reaches those spread cheeks and presses his lips to his hole.
lips, then tongue, pushing in slow as he urges him to relax, to open up for him. ]