[ albert cries out, his name ringing in the echoes of the bathroom, and ignis speeds up when he moans -- he loves how shameless albert is when he's being pleasured, when he's buried like this inside of him and albert can only want more. ignis is captivated by him, hooked on just how he feels, stretched and sheathed around his cock.

ignis' gaze is sharp and predatory, fierce and calculating as he regards albert in the mirror, a hand coming to splay over albert's throat possessively. he doesn't tighten his grip, not yet. ]

Good. [ he purrs. ] You feel so gloriously tight around me, Albert... I'm going to ravage you so you'll remember this the next time someone else is inside you.

[ he murmurs, and then he pulls out almost fully, leaving only the tip of his cock -- and then with a sharp thrust of his hips, he fucks him hard, balls slapping up against his pert, lovely ass. once, twice, thrice -- ignis fucks him without mercy, every hard, rough thrust forcing him up against the counter.

he's unrelenting, taking everything albert gives him. he's wanted, desired -- in this moment, albert is the only thing that matters. his grip tightens now, around his throat. ]