As soon as Ignis' pants are finally off and out of the way he sinks back down to capture the other's mouth in a hard kiss, greedy and eager, moaning against his lips. One hand props him up, braced against the bed over Ignis' shoulder, the other smooths down his side, over his bare hip, down to grip his thigh. His hand fits neatly around the top of Iggy's thigh, thumb pressing hard over the point of the dagger inked on his body, the tip of his finger settling along the sensitive skin where thigh and ass meet.
For a moment he holds the advisor down, rocks his hips against him, letting their lengths slide together, delightful friction though there not but sweat to ease the press of skin. The motion makes him jerk his head back, panting out his next breath before abruptly shifting his position. He slides down Iggy's body, dragging his tongue from lips to neck, collar to sternum and all the way down until he drag his teeth over the delicate skin of his navel. "Could just devour you right now, babe." But for once they have most of the day, more time to play and fewer obligations, at least today, just this once.
So instead of swallowing Ignis' cock he simply trails kisses down along his belly, lets his beard brush roughly against the heated flesh of his lover before drifting further down. His grip shifts slightly, lifting Ignis' hip instead of holding him down, teeth scraping along his inner thigh. Gladio's weight shifts to his elbows one at a time, coaxing those long elegant legs over his shoulders. But still it's not Ignis' cock Gladio goes for. He nuzzles against the other's balls, gently draws one into his mouth, quick and sloppy, thumbs pressing in against his ass to spread him open while Gladio licks and nibbles and sucks at all the delicate skin available to him. Thighs, balls, taint... and if that results in saliva sliding down along Ignis' ass well, it's pretty clear he'll follow eventually.
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As soon as Ignis' pants are finally off and out of the way he sinks back down to capture the other's mouth in a hard kiss, greedy and eager, moaning against his lips. One hand props him up, braced against the bed over Ignis' shoulder, the other smooths down his side, over his bare hip, down to grip his thigh. His hand fits neatly around the top of Iggy's thigh, thumb pressing hard over the point of the dagger inked on his body, the tip of his finger settling along the sensitive skin where thigh and ass meet.
For a moment he holds the advisor down, rocks his hips against him, letting their lengths slide together, delightful friction though there not but sweat to ease the press of skin. The motion makes him jerk his head back, panting out his next breath before abruptly shifting his position. He slides down Iggy's body, dragging his tongue from lips to neck, collar to sternum and all the way down until he drag his teeth over the delicate skin of his navel. "Could just devour you right now, babe." But for once they have most of the day, more time to play and fewer obligations, at least today, just this once.
So instead of swallowing Ignis' cock he simply trails kisses down along his belly, lets his beard brush roughly against the heated flesh of his lover before drifting further down. His grip shifts slightly, lifting Ignis' hip instead of holding him down, teeth scraping along his inner thigh. Gladio's weight shifts to his elbows one at a time, coaxing those long elegant legs over his shoulders. But still it's not Ignis' cock Gladio goes for. He nuzzles against the other's balls, gently draws one into his mouth, quick and sloppy, thumbs pressing in against his ass to spread him open while Gladio licks and nibbles and sucks at all the delicate skin available to him. Thighs, balls, taint... and if that results in saliva sliding down along Ignis' ass well, it's pretty clear he'll follow eventually.