[His hips jolt up as Ignis finds that sweetest of spots inside him, those deft, darling, dear fingers that know him so well.]
God, Ignis... You are everything...
[His fingers tense in those sandy locks, gripping hard and forcing Ignis down for just a moment, enjoying the way his cock touches the back of Ignis' throat and fills his mouth. It's good that Ignis has both skill and patience with Albert's unquestionably generously sized cock. He wagers some people wouldn't handle it with such authority and grace. But Ignis swallows him like a pro, and Albert groans again, grinding against both those probing fingers and the walls of Ignis' mouth.
His thighs squeeze Ignis in a most undignified manner, then relax as he settles into a shallow rhythm of bucking against the fingers inside him and working a beautiful counterpoint to the symphony of Ignis' mouth.]
Swallow me, you filthy thing. Drink all my cum. You want it so badly, don't you...
[Breathless again, uselessly enamored, and since they've been so damnably busy lately, he knows he'll come hard and abundantly at any moment. Ignis is really just that good. One more brush of those fingers inside, and Albert gasps, stilling, before practically roaring out a moan that sounds an awful lot like his lover's name. His fingers tremble in Ignis' hair as his cock twitches and empties, pumping cum into his eager mouth and waiting throat.]
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God, Ignis... You are everything...
[His fingers tense in those sandy locks, gripping hard and forcing Ignis down for just a moment, enjoying the way his cock touches the back of Ignis' throat and fills his mouth. It's good that Ignis has both skill and patience with Albert's unquestionably generously sized cock. He wagers some people wouldn't handle it with such authority and grace. But Ignis swallows him like a pro, and Albert groans again, grinding against both those probing fingers and the walls of Ignis' mouth.
His thighs squeeze Ignis in a most undignified manner, then relax as he settles into a shallow rhythm of bucking against the fingers inside him and working a beautiful counterpoint to the symphony of Ignis' mouth.]
Swallow me, you filthy thing. Drink all my cum. You want it so badly, don't you...
[Breathless again, uselessly enamored, and since they've been so damnably busy lately, he knows he'll come hard and abundantly at any moment. Ignis is really just that good. One more brush of those fingers inside, and Albert gasps, stilling, before practically roaring out a moan that sounds an awful lot like his lover's name. His fingers tremble in Ignis' hair as his cock twitches and empties, pumping cum into his eager mouth and waiting throat.]