In The Night IC Inbox

[reigniter]

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6:36 pm

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@ scientia

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[reigniter]

Tasty~

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[broplaints]

💦

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[broplaints]

You know
I have been really bad today

[reigniter]

Yes, I am aware
Eating all those pastries by yourself
Such a glutton
I wonder how to punish you

[broplaints]

I can't help it
Everything that comes from you is so delicious
I don't know
Maybe you should spank me 👏🍑

[reigniter]

Hmmm
Perhaps I should

[It's all he sends before sending a picture of him tugging on the gloves, staring directly at Noct through the camera lens]

[broplaints]

Mm look at you
Almost makes me want to give up and come home

[reigniter]

I can be patient
You will return eventually

[And the next picture is of him sitting on the bed, legs crossed, hands over his knees, both gloves on, sleeves rolled up and two first buttons on shirt undone.]

[broplaints]

Is that an order, sir?

[Sent like he isn't on his way already. Like he could do literally anything else.]

[reigniter]

[He debated the proper response to this but...]

Yes. I expect to see you here in fifteen minutes or less.

[broplaints]

I don't know
It's a pretty long walk
I might need a little motivation
Like you promising to keep those gloves on

[reigniter]

[So that's where Noct's interests are... Noted.]

I do not see a reason for me to remove them
They are staying on for a while~

[broplaints]

[W h o o p s looks like his secret is out]

You know
I think I just found a shortcut
Be there in five

[reigniter]

[Noctis gets more prompting in the form of that gloved hand unbuttoning the third button on Ignis' shirt, teasing with some of the skin and muscles beneath the clothes.]

[broplaints]

[Motherfucker.

Don't use warping for this. It's a ridiculous misuse of your ancestorial power. Oh but if they they could see him now, zipping from tree to tree like the eager, horny boy that he is.

And somehow, he makes it back in three minutes instead of five.

Act cool. Act unaffected. But the second he walks in and sees Ignis sitting before him like a stone god upon some alter made for worship the facade falls. All he can do is lift himself into that awaiting lap, one leg on each side, strong thighs squeezing and locking into place.]

Sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Scientia. I guess you'll just have to teach me a lesson about being on time.

[reigniter]

[Now that he knows what makes Noct tick, Ignis will happily use it to his own advantage.

He is still on the bed when Noct arrives, yes, the same way he was in the picture. There's a mysterious smile on his lips that widens when Noctis plants himself in his lap. His gloved hand doesn't hesitate to slip underneath Noct's shirt, eyes locked onto his face.]

I did give you fifteen minutes. Do you have a thing for punishments too?

[Yes, that's a smirk on Ignis' face.]

[broplaints]

[Oh, there are many things about Ignis that make Noctis tick. But he can't give all of his secrets away at once.

Soft leather glides across smooth skin and sends his heart racing. It's almost maddening how much he wants that touch. Wants it everywhere. Wants it to overwhelm him until can no longer take it and breaks down upon his knees and begs.]

How else are you going to teach me to be good for you? [Long, slender fingers lifted, carded through silky blond hair, intent on making it as messy as possible.] And I want to be good for you, Ignis.

[reigniter]

[Noctis shouldn't say things like that to him. It melts away completely any resolution he had to be rough with him and just pin him to the bed. Now he wants to do nothing more but ravish him properly, leave marks and love bites everywhere and make him moan his name.]

You're always good for me, [Ignis says barely above a whisper, lips pressing a soft kiss right underneath Noct's ear. Then trails his lips down to his neck, teasing the skin with a bit.]

Always so gorgeous...

[broplaints]

[Another bite, replacements for those that had faded so long ago. Another compliment, so far from what he was expecting. And the combination has him shivering, sighing out his pleasure as his back arches, trying to get closer. Trying to get that mouth to go lower. To bite harder. To mark him like he had before.]

Show me how to be better. [Admittedly, that praise was definitely doing things for him. Making heat explode across his skin and begin to pool low within his belly.]

I want to be perfect for you.

[reigniter]

[They will leave all kinds of bites and marks all over Noct's body, there's no question about it. But at the same time, Ignis wants to savor it all; Noct is in his lap and his hands grip on the other's hips tightly, pulling him against himself for a slow, teasing grind. It makes Ignis bite his lower lip and press another kiss to Noct's jaw.]

Then... [there's a glint in Ignis eye as he looks at him mischievously,] I want you to ride me.

[broplaints]

[That look is sinful. Bright green twinkling under the soft golden glow of their twin lanterns. Those faded white scars blend in to the pale background of skin, making it so incredibly easy to forget that they even exist. That anything had ever dared to leave it's mark.

Sinful and mischievous. Just like those hips. Rising and falling so slowly, a teasing grind that has him crying out, has him arching in for more.]

Anything. [A harsh whisper, spoken against the shell of an ear. Before his teeth were nipping into the lobe and he was returning the favor, hips rolling down as the word was released.] Anything to have you inside me.

[reigniter]

[Ignis can't contain the groan in his throat when Noctis grinds down onto him. His lips instantly seek the others, soft and warm, a perfect fit against his own, pulling Noctis into a hungry and biting kiss. He's already half-hard and these are only teasingly slow grinds. It is insane what Noctis does to him.]

I will never deny you... [Ignis whispers against Noct's lips when he pulls back, tugging off Noct's shirt off of his body. His own follows the suit, but as promised, he keeps the gloves on.]

[broplaints]

[Those gloves stay on. Talented fingers encased in soft leather and he wants them everywhere. Needs that touch like he needs air. Rolls his hips down, already hard and straining against the fabric he wears. So ready to be taken.]

Oh, don't tell me that. [Nails bite into shoulders as he shifts, lifts himself up and drops back down, until it's his ass that Ignis is slotted up against. Until he can show him exactly where he wants his attention.] Do you even know the things I want to do to you?

[reigniter]

[Just the mental image of things Noctis implies with that question makes Ignis shiver. Because it means a lot- it means that Noct has been thinking about them, about Ignis of all people, in this position. That may have made him completely hard now and there's no turning back anymore.]

Tell me, show me... [Ignis' hands slip to Noct's behind, squeezing his ass firmly as he bites onto Noct's shoulder. Ignis has never felt like this before, desperate and needy for the attention and true, he should be punishing Noct but, with the guy grinding down on him like that, he has all cards in his hands.]

[broplaints]

[Ignis is all that Noctis thinks about. A constant weight within his mind, hovering around the edges of his thoughts. Never ceasing. Never fading. Invading his dreams and his fantasies until each one revolves around nothing but him. But this man who he's so willingly given everything over to.

Those hands grip his ass and those teeth sink into his shoulder and those thoughts fade. Get lost is in the haze if pleasure until he's crying out. Until words fail him and it sounds more like a plea than any real meaningful demand.] Spank me. Please. I've been so bad. Make me behave for you.