Fuck. [One single syllable that releases on a broken sob, tears leaking from crystal blue eyes, slipping down to stain cheeks already colored deep crimson from heat and pleasure. Everything feels like it's being drawn impossibly tight, body arching up like a bow preparing to fire. Muscles tightening, quivering as he's filled and left empty. Shuddering as that spot hidden so deep within him is found and the pressure is so intense he can barely even breathe.
Fingers curl into his hair and force him back, head tilting into the pull, crying out as sharp teeth dig into his flesh and he wants to break for them to break the skin. To wound so deep that it will scar and he'll be left with the mark forever. But he's forgotten how to actually speak. All that comes out is soft whimpers, pleas for Ignis to keep going. For him to please not stop. Please, please, please.]
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Fingers curl into his hair and force him back, head tilting into the pull, crying out as sharp teeth dig into his flesh and he wants to break for them to break the skin. To wound so deep that it will scar and he'll be left with the mark forever. But he's forgotten how to actually speak. All that comes out is soft whimpers, pleas for Ignis to keep going. For him to please not stop. Please, please, please.]