[Ignis may be embarrassed of the noise he makes, but it goes straight to Ravus' cock. Ravus wants to play Ignis' body like an instrument.
He feels his hair cascade around his face, and as he nips his way up Ignis' chest, the strands trail and tickle against Ignis' skin. He returns to Ignis' neck to nibble the skin above his pulse.]
I need more.
[He straddles Ignis' legs, pressing their bodies together more fully. All thoughts of grief or loss are overpowered now by animal desire.]
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He feels his hair cascade around his face, and as he nips his way up Ignis' chest, the strands trail and tickle against Ignis' skin. He returns to Ignis' neck to nibble the skin above his pulse.]
I need more.
[He straddles Ignis' legs, pressing their bodies together more fully. All thoughts of grief or loss are overpowered now by animal desire.]