[The only word to describe the feeling of pushing into Ignis is 'bliss'. Astrals, he's wanted to do this since the first time he saw Ignis fight alongside him.
Ravus slides his hand down Ignis' thigh and guides his leg up to hook around Ravus' hip. He presses in, glacially slow as Ignis adjusts to the intrusion, until he's fully sheathed inside. He lets his breath out in a long hiss to keep from cursing.
He's supporting his weight on his magitek hand, which grips the sheets tight enough to start ripping the fabric.]
...you're so perfect. Gods damn, do you know how good you feel...?
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Ravus slides his hand down Ignis' thigh and guides his leg up to hook around Ravus' hip. He presses in, glacially slow as Ignis adjusts to the intrusion, until he's fully sheathed inside. He lets his breath out in a long hiss to keep from cursing.
He's supporting his weight on his magitek hand, which grips the sheets tight enough to start ripping the fabric.]
...you're so perfect. Gods damn, do you know how good you feel...?