[Albert answers, but he's silent for a moment. It's noisy where he is, and it's only vaguely concert noise. It sounds like... street noise? But muffled.]
[ oh, but ignis does love hearing that voice, smooth like velvet and so warm. he's paying attention to the ambient sounds, and starts to head toward it steadily. ]
Tell me, what kind of a room are you in? Describe the decor.
ignis gets it now, as he does the way his voice sounds. so he makes a beeline right to the luxurious bathroom that he's pretty sure is only for the vvvvvvips like albert.
[Albert's eyes sparkle as he pushes off from the wall and reaches immediately for Ignis. He grips his shirt near the collar and drags him backwards into the stall, shutting the door behind them.
His lips are on Ignis far too quickly, mouthing at his neck for a moment before offering the smallest nip at his barely exposed collarbone.]
[ ignis practically purrs with pleasure, his eyes gleaming as he's pressed up against the stall, his arms coming to wrap his arms around his waist. he leans up to deepen the kiss eagerly, passionate and searing, and he swears he can smell mitsuki on him. ]
Punish me? For having a little fun? Perish the thought.
[He smiles into the kiss, the tiniest of laughs slipping in between their lips as he's claimed. Albert's calm charm has flitted off somewhere for now, and he's mischievous, almost coy.]
He was brilliant, wasn't he? The brightest light. He makes my heart do somersaults.
[ ignis murmurs sweetly, his eyes alight with warm amusement at those words, even as he shamelessly unbuttons albert's shirt to slide his hand inside, resting right over his heart.
he can feel the thudding of it, but it's the intimacy of their shared moment that counts. albert's love for mitsuki is undeniable, and ignis can't blame him -- the man is absolutely electric in the spotlight, as passionate as he is gorgeous.
he presses his forehead to his now, humming softly as he steals a kiss. ]
Tell me how much you like him. I do love when you're happy like this.
[Albert is being manhandled, and he's not complaining. He's still a bit euphoric, honestly, and being surrounded by the men he loves gives him all the joy he could possibly hold.
A hand threads into Ignis' hair, and Albert looks keenly into those soft, dangerously intelligent eyes, his voice lowering.]
Like him? Dear Ignis, I love him. I've told him as much only recently.
[He lets a little content sound bubble up, then sighs as he steals a kiss of his own.]
He shakes me to my very core. He makes me want to be better.
[ ignis can feel it, that joy thrumming in their connection, the pleasure when he tells him he loves mitsuki, and he meets his eyes with a soft smile, allowing him to steal a kiss.
he's leaning in to press kisses to the side of his mouth, his jaw, quietly doting on him. he nips at his jaw, his hands unbuttoning his shirt all the way. ]
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I do hope you've comforted Mitsuki well.
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Why do I feel like this isn't meant simply as an observation?
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Oh, dear. Was I that obvious?
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I can see right through you. Isn't that part of my charm?
I'll give you something lovely if you can find me.
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A small part of a considerable arsenal, I must admit.
'Something lovely', is that what we call blowjobs now?
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All you want is a blowjob? You must really be aching, then.
[Maybe he'll give hints if he's asked nicely.]
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To start with. I want all of you. And I want you bent over nicely for me. Tell me where you are.
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A hint: I can only vaguely hear the music where I am.
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All right, I'll play. What colour are the walls?
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Gray.
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Are there many people near where you are?
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No. I'm alone.
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Let me hear you, you massive, wonderful tease.
[ and he's giving him a call! ]
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Within? Not at all.
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Tell me, what kind of a room are you in? Describe the decor.
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[He's not indoors...]
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ignis gets it now, as he does the way his voice sounds. so he makes a beeline right to the luxurious bathroom that he's pretty sure is only for the vvvvvvips like albert.
he pushes open the door. ]
Well.
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His lips are on Ignis far too quickly, mouthing at his neck for a moment before offering the smallest nip at his barely exposed collarbone.]
Hello, darling. I even tried to mislead you.
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[ ignis practically purrs with pleasure, his eyes gleaming as he's pressed up against the stall, his arms coming to wrap his arms around his waist. he leans up to deepen the kiss eagerly, passionate and searing, and he swears he can smell mitsuki on him. ]
Did you have fun, my dear?
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[He smiles into the kiss, the tiniest of laughs slipping in between their lips as he's claimed. Albert's calm charm has flitted off somewhere for now, and he's mischievous, almost coy.]
He was brilliant, wasn't he? The brightest light. He makes my heart do somersaults.
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[ ignis murmurs sweetly, his eyes alight with warm amusement at those words, even as he shamelessly unbuttons albert's shirt to slide his hand inside, resting right over his heart.
he can feel the thudding of it, but it's the intimacy of their shared moment that counts. albert's love for mitsuki is undeniable, and ignis can't blame him -- the man is absolutely electric in the spotlight, as passionate as he is gorgeous.
he presses his forehead to his now, humming softly as he steals a kiss. ]
Tell me how much you like him. I do love when you're happy like this.
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A hand threads into Ignis' hair, and Albert looks keenly into those soft, dangerously intelligent eyes, his voice lowering.]
Like him? Dear Ignis, I love him. I've told him as much only recently.
[He lets a little content sound bubble up, then sighs as he steals a kiss of his own.]
He shakes me to my very core. He makes me want to be better.
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he's leaning in to press kisses to the side of his mouth, his jaw, quietly doting on him. he nips at his jaw, his hands unbuttoning his shirt all the way. ]
Mm, you confessed. Better how?
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