[Ravus isn't the only one that doesn't have the thinking processes under control. Ignis' own lust and inhibitions had wiped out any sort of logical reasoning and all that's left was an insatiable need for more- more of Ravus' heat, strength, smell, voice, more of the thrusts that are slowly edging him to his orgasm, inch by inch. His hold on the other man tightens, the leg pressing firmer against Ravus' side, as if in fear that he'll leave somewhere.
He says that he wants to mark him as his and just that thought makes Ignis moan Ravus' name even louder, not even caring if someone could hear him or no right now.]
Gods, yes, do it- [his fingers keep clawing on the broad shoulder and arm as if that will get Ravus to do as promised-] I want it...
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He says that he wants to mark him as his and just that thought makes Ignis moan Ravus' name even louder, not even caring if someone could hear him or no right now.]
Gods, yes, do it- [his fingers keep clawing on the broad shoulder and arm as if that will get Ravus to do as promised-] I want it...