[Ignis’ eagerness has Ravus smirking into the kiss. The previous kisses were gentle, but now, he’s been granted permission to explore. Ravus slides his hand higher in Ignis’ thigh and brings the other around to Ignis’ back to trace the line of his spine, reveling in Ignis’ reactions.
They don’t need words when they can bare their intentions through touch and mingled breaths. Ravus is getting the idea of what Ignis needs...what both of them need.]
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They don’t need words when they can bare their intentions through touch and mingled breaths. Ravus is getting the idea of what Ignis needs...what both of them need.]