[Ravus tilts his head to better angle himself to explore Ignis' mouth. When the kiss ends, he rolls over onto his side and presses himself against Ignis' sweat-slicked body. It's Gladiolus' fault, really, conditioning Ravus to expect cuddling after sex.
Ravus presses lazy kisses to the corner of Ignis' mouth, his cheek, his jawline, everywhere Ravus can reach without having to expend effort to move.
Soon, they'll have to get up and face the reality of Gladio's absence...but they can steal a few more minutes of distraction until then.]
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Ravus presses lazy kisses to the corner of Ignis' mouth, his cheek, his jawline, everywhere Ravus can reach without having to expend effort to move.
Soon, they'll have to get up and face the reality of Gladio's absence...but they can steal a few more minutes of distraction until then.]