[This is probably moving too fast, but Ravus' pulse is quickening with every exploratory touch Ignis presses into his skin. He's too tired to resist taking what he wants.
His magitek hand snakes up under Ignis' shirt, cold metal against heated skin, and Ravus pushes Ignis down onto the mattress, following close behind. The sheets still carry Gladiolus' scent.
Relinquishing Ignis' mouth, Ravus presses a kiss into the corner of his lips, then his jawline, onward to his neck. His hands go to the buttons on his shirt, seeing to bare the skin that Ignis so rarely shows.]
[And Ignis is tired of denying that he wants this. That he wants Ravus and Gladio. Their closeness and to be something more than just friends with them. And if Gladio doesn't return for Ignis to confess this to him, the guilt will eat him inside-out.
But such thoughts have no place in Ignis' mind right now. There's a soft gasp when cold metal touches his warmed up skin, but he very willingly lets Ravus move him to lie down. It is a dizzying feeling when Ravus lips travel over his jaw and neck, making it so hard to focus. And the scent of Gladio that lingers in the sheets is not helping.
It's cold in the room, but the way Ravus is looking at him while he's unbuttoning the shirt is making Ignis' skin feel like on fire. He exhales softly, hand resting on the bottom of Ravus' shirt, eager to take the garment off of the other man.]
[Ravus undoes the last of the buttons and slides the fabric to the sides. He pulls back long enough for Ignis to tug his shirt off, then leans back in to kiss a line down Ignis' chest.]
...you're perfect...
[He strokes his fingers over Ignis' pectorals, leans down to swipe his tongue over a nipple. Thank the Six Ignis isn't the habit of walking around shirtless like Gladiolus is, Ravus would have never been able to resist doing this to him.]
[The side of Ravus that Ignis wasn't a witness to before, a side that sends tingles of anticipation through his body as he watches him take off the shirt. He sucks in a breath when lips connect with his skin, fingers coming instantly to thread with long strands of hair, undoing the tail Ravus was wearing.]
Ravus...
[Ignis has to bite down on his lip to not moan, the sound leaving his throat sounding more like a whine. To be fair, he's not sure which sound is more embarrassing, seeing he never made either in anyone's presence.]
[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.]
[Ignis' body is responding to every new sensation, way more honestly than Ignis would usually conduct himself. But he has no power over it and Ravus is making it easy to just let yourself get lost in sensations.
His body arches slightly off the bed when teeth tease the sensitive part of his neck, a hot shot of arousal like a wake-up call for his system. This time he doesn't hold back the groan, the grip on the hair only getting stronger.
He pulls Ravus' face from his neck to look at him as he speaks-]
[Ravus is typically resistant to orders, but something about Ignis’ authoritative tone, coupled with the tight grip in his hair, has his cock jumping to obey his command. Ravus groans, willing himself to have something resembling patience.]
How do you like it, Ignis? Do you prefer to take, or be taken?
[His hand drifts down lower, finding and fumbling with the fastening of Ignis’ pants.]
Shall I use my hands on you? My mouth? My cock?
[He could probably name twenty different ways he’d like to find his pleasure with Ignis’ flushed, bucking body. Once is not going to be enough to exhaust all the options.]
Ah... [His eyes follow Ravus' hands with rapt attention, feeling every word and every question incite the excitement within him. And with every offer, Ignis could clearly see it in his mind, which makes it so hard for him to think about this and decide.
He licks his lips, hands settling on Ravus' hips before he sneaks a peek at the older man's face as he rubs the palm of his hand firmly against the crotch.]
You said you can make me forget. [Ignis' fingers snap open the button, not moving his eyes from Ravus' face.] So I'll leave it to you. I want you to have me any way you want.
[Ravus watches Ignis' tongue flick across his lips. Damn him, he made that look good. His pulse quickens when Ignis offers himself up to Ravus, and he's certain his normally pale skin is getting red as he runs through everything he's like to do to Ignis in this moment.
His hips twitch as Ignis palms him, and he slips his own hand into Ignis' pants to grasp him in return.]
Generous. I hope you have nowhere to be today.
[He gives Ignis' cock a slow pump, then withdraws so he can strip out of his sleep clothes. The pale expanse of skin gives way to angry scar tissue around his left shoulder, which he unconciously turns away from Ignis' gaze.]
[Ignis can see it in Ravus' expression- the want that flickers in his gaze. It makes the feeling of anticipation grow in Ignis. He wants to squirm as those eyes almost keep him pinned to the bed so he's glad that Ravus' hand gives him an excuse to do that, however brief it is.]
No... [he can see Ravus turn away and Ignis sits up, turning the man fully towards him while pressing face against his neck and lips underneath his ear.]
...no hiding... [he says in low voice and presses few soft kisses along the expanse of the pale neck, followed by a graze of teeth over the pulse point.]
[Ignis would be better off without the scarred and ugly parts of him, Ravus thinks, but he lets Ignis turn him. He doubts he could deny Ignis anything when he gets assertive like this. He could order Ravus to lie down to be stepped on and Ravus would eagerly comply.]
Then you shall have me.
[He tilts his head to bear his beck to Ignis' bites as he renews his efforts on removing Ignis' pants. He slides his magitek hand to Ignis' butt to lift him enough to start sliding them down.]
I want to see you, as well. See you, feel you, taste you...
[In fact, he's tempted to take a page from Gladiolus' book. If Ignis wants to forget...]
[And Ignis would argue. All of those scars and "ugly" parts make Ravus who he is. And it's not up for debate whether he accepts it or no. He does- unconditionally.
His eyes close briefly at the affirmation and Ignis smiles, pressing a kiss to Ravus' jaw, before letting him get rid of the pants. And he adds underwear to the pile as well, since Ravus is already having a hold on his hips.]
I said anything, [Ignis leans on his elbows, eyes rowing freely over every part of Ravus' skin, trying not to show that he's a bit embarrassed.]
Why are you hesitating? [His eyes finally stop on Ravus' face, as if challenging him.]
I am not hesitating. I am savoring. [He's absolutely not pouting, he is a very dignified lover.
He gives Ignis a bruising kiss, scowling on the way in, but looking much more focused and determined when they part. Ravus gives Ignis a push on the chest to signal he should lie back down.
And with that, Ravus starts kissing his way down Ignis' body. letting his fingers ghost along his skin until he reaches Ignis' legs, which he parts wide.
He doesn't normally do this, but Ignis did say 'anything'. And he's not about to let Ignis taunt him about holding back...
He gives the head of Ignis' cock one quick kiss at the very tip as he passes it, then grips Ignis' thighs and lifts so that he can trail his kisses even lower. His tongue licks a strip along the ballsack, then lower still. He gives Ignis' entrance an exploratory prod, then lets his eyes travel up, up the expanse of Ignis' lithe body to gauge his reaction.]
[Perhaps he shouldn't have teased, but he doesn't regret it. He moans into that bruising kiss, fingers curling into the long strands.
Another rush of anticipation goes through his body as those lips continued their travel down his neck and chest. The small tease seemed to have given Ravus both an idea and determination to make Ignis lose his mind. Which is both hot as hell and a bit scary.
The kiss on tip of his cock draws out a surprised gasp, mixed with a groan but Ravus doesn't stop there and Ignis can feel his cheeks heat up at the realization.]
W-Wait-ah- [Ravus should definitively not wait, or listen to anything Ignis says because his body is telling a completely different story than his mouth as it arches off the bed. Ravus' tongue feels hot and teasing in the most delightful way and all he can do is grip on to the sheets.]
[Ravus doesn't hear a 'no', and Ignis' body is so delightfully responsive to his touch. Ravus' lips quirk in a victorious smirk as he ducks his head back down to launch his assault in earnest.
He grips Ignis' ass cheeks tight as he tests and teases his entrance with his tongue. He grows bolder with each moment, pressing deeper, trying to draw more writhing pleasure out of his lover.
Ravus' pajama pants do little to hide his arousal. 'Soon', he tells himself. He wants to give Ignis the fuck of his life, both to help him get past this terrible day, and to show him how good they could be together -all of them, once Gladio gets his fine ass back to them. Ravus rushed into this without thinking, but maybe giving Ignis a brain-melting orgasm or two will help mitigate any feelings of regret he might have after the fact.]
[Ravus is definitively on the right path to melt both Ignis' brain and his body. He tries to brace himself with his feet pushing on the edges of the bed, toes curling from pleasure.
Groans, whines, and moans fill the room, with Ravus' name slipping past Ignis' lips whenever he manages to catch some semblance of breath. His vision is blurry from pleasure and he can't focus on anything else except the tongue that's pushing in and making Ignis almost sing.
Perhaps it is just that they rushed- sometimes showing is worth more than just plain 'telling'.]
[When Ravus decides Ignis has become sufficiently pliant beneath him, he eases back and lets his tongue drift back down to Ignis' balls. He fumbles a hand blindly through the nightstand drawer beside the bed, feeling for his bottle of lube.]
...don't hold back...
[Ravus uncaps the bottle and coats the fingers on his right hand. He licks his way up Ignis' shaft and finally wraps his lips around the head in earnest. While he makes a distraction with his tongue in Ignis' slit, he brings his first finger up to his spit-slicked hole.]
[Ignis is not entirely sure what is Ravus talking about, but he stops biting down on his lip to keep back the moans back. There was a brief moment where Ignis could catch his breath and sneak a peek at the man between his legs, furious blush over his own cheeks.
He never thought that he would see Ravus like this, here, lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. It makes Ignis groan and bury his fingers in those silvery strands of hair. The warmth around his tip is a really good distraction from fingers, although it's just uncomfortable for now.
Licking his lips, Ignis uses his hand to push back all the hair back so he could see Ravus' face properly.]
[Ravus feels Ignis' hand on his head, and he looks up at him as he very deliberately pushes forward and takes more of the cock into his mouth. He wants to wreck Ignis, and he wants to watch it happen.
His finger probes the hot tightness of Ignis' ass, feeling his way deeper inside. 'This drives Gladiolus crazy,' he wants to say, wants to share, before he realizes the point is to help Ignis not think of it. Thank the Six his mouth is too full to have spoken that thought aloud.
There will be time when Gladio returns to tutor Ignis in the fine art of torturing the Shield with pleasure.]
[Perhaps pushing those bangs back was a bad idea. The sight is the most intoxicating thing Ignis ever experienced and it doesn't help that Ravus is holding his gaze as he takes his cock further in his mouth.
It takes Ignis moment to adjust to those fingers, but they end up feeling incredibly hot as they move inside. He doesn't have the strength anymore to keep his attention on how Ravus is slowly dismantling whatever's left of his composure and his eyes slip closed, head resting back down on the bed.]
Please... [A soft plea slips from Ignis, his body decidedly wanting more, at a bigger pace that Ravus is not giving him.]
[Ravus hums with approval as Ignis surrenders himself to the sensations. Begging is always welcome.
He sucks on Ignis' cock, caressing the underside with his tongue as he bobs forward and back along the length. He moves his fingers more decisively at Ignis' backside, preparing him for a larger intrusion.
He increases the tempo. The point isn't to make Ignis come from just this, but if he does, so be it. Ravus wants to ensure that by the time he enters Ignis, there will be no pain, only pleasure.]
[Ignis doesn't want to come just from this either, especially because those fingers are promising something more. It is an unfamiliar but welcome heat that settles within him, craving for more than just those skillful fingers.
It feels so good though, the increased tempo, and Ignis cries out in pleasure, fingers gripping on Ravus' hair harder than he wants to.]
S-Slower- [or he's really going to come and he'll feel bad because Ravus won't have his release. And that's not fair. His grip on hair lets up a bit, and Ignis bites his lip-]
[Ravus draws his mouth off of Ignis’ cock with reluctance. He’s only just begun, but he is already becoming addicted to Ignis’ sounds and tastes.]
Are you ready for me?
[He shifts his fingers, testing Ignis’ muscles. Astrals, he wants to be inside him.]
[There will be plenty of other times where Ravus will get to suck him off like this and to completion, without stopping if he wants to. Right now though, the fingers are making Ignis burn for something more.
Whether he's ready or no, Ignis doesn't care anymore right now. He finally finds the strength to open his eyes and look at Ravus, face flushed with want-]
[Ravus withdraws his fingers and leans back as he takes in Ignis' flushed body.]
You look so good like this. I can't wait any more.
[Ravus rips his shirt over his head and yanks down his sleep pants, needing to remove the final layers between them.]
Fuck. [He catches himself before leaving back to press against Ignis. The magitek hand shoots to the nightstand drawer again and comes back out with a condom.
In contrast to his ministrations with Ignis, he rushes through rolling the condom onto his cock and giving it a few rough pumps with his lube-slick hand.
There, good enough. He aligns his body with Ignis' and presses the tip of his cock to Ignis' hole.]
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His magitek hand snakes up under Ignis' shirt, cold metal against heated skin, and Ravus pushes Ignis down onto the mattress, following close behind. The sheets still carry Gladiolus' scent.
Relinquishing Ignis' mouth, Ravus presses a kiss into the corner of his lips, then his jawline, onward to his neck. His hands go to the buttons on his shirt, seeing to bare the skin that Ignis so rarely shows.]
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But such thoughts have no place in Ignis' mind right now. There's a soft gasp when cold metal touches his warmed up skin, but he very willingly lets Ravus move him to lie down. It is a dizzying feeling when Ravus lips travel over his jaw and neck, making it so hard to focus. And the scent of Gladio that lingers in the sheets is not helping.
It's cold in the room, but the way Ravus is looking at him while he's unbuttoning the shirt is making Ignis' skin feel like on fire. He exhales softly, hand resting on the bottom of Ravus' shirt, eager to take the garment off of the other man.]
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...you're perfect...
[He strokes his fingers over Ignis' pectorals, leans down to swipe his tongue over a nipple. Thank the Six Ignis isn't the habit of walking around shirtless like Gladiolus is, Ravus would have never been able to resist doing this to him.]
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Ravus...
[Ignis has to bite down on his lip to not moan, the sound leaving his throat sounding more like a whine. To be fair, he's not sure which sound is more embarrassing, seeing he never made either in anyone's presence.]
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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.]
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His body arches slightly off the bed when teeth tease the sensitive part of his neck, a hot shot of arousal like a wake-up call for his system. This time he doesn't hold back the groan, the grip on the hair only getting stronger.
He pulls Ravus' face from his neck to look at him as he speaks-]
Then take it.
[-because he's not joking.]
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How do you like it, Ignis? Do you prefer to take, or be taken?
[His hand drifts down lower, finding and fumbling with the fastening of Ignis’ pants.]
Shall I use my hands on you? My mouth? My cock?
[He could probably name twenty different ways he’d like to find his pleasure with Ignis’ flushed, bucking body. Once is not going to be enough to exhaust all the options.]
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He licks his lips, hands settling on Ravus' hips before he sneaks a peek at the older man's face as he rubs the palm of his hand firmly against the crotch.]
You said you can make me forget. [Ignis' fingers snap open the button, not moving his eyes from Ravus' face.] So I'll leave it to you. I want you to have me any way you want.
I am all yours.
[I trust you.]
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His hips twitch as Ignis palms him, and he slips his own hand into Ignis' pants to grasp him in return.]
Generous. I hope you have nowhere to be today.
[He gives Ignis' cock a slow pump, then withdraws so he can strip out of his sleep clothes. The pale expanse of skin gives way to angry scar tissue around his left shoulder, which he unconciously turns away from Ignis' gaze.]
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No... [he can see Ravus turn away and Ignis sits up, turning the man fully towards him while pressing face against his neck and lips underneath his ear.]
...no hiding... [he says in low voice and presses few soft kisses along the expanse of the pale neck, followed by a graze of teeth over the pulse point.]
I want all of you.
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Then you shall have me.
[He tilts his head to bear his beck to Ignis' bites as he renews his efforts on removing Ignis' pants. He slides his magitek hand to Ignis' butt to lift him enough to start sliding them down.]
I want to see you, as well. See you, feel you, taste you...
[In fact, he's tempted to take a page from Gladiolus' book. If Ignis wants to forget...]
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His eyes close briefly at the affirmation and Ignis smiles, pressing a kiss to Ravus' jaw, before letting him get rid of the pants. And he adds underwear to the pile as well, since Ravus is already having a hold on his hips.]
I said anything, [Ignis leans on his elbows, eyes rowing freely over every part of Ravus' skin, trying not to show that he's a bit embarrassed.]
Why are you hesitating? [His eyes finally stop on Ravus' face, as if challenging him.]
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He gives Ignis a bruising kiss, scowling on the way in, but looking much more focused and determined when they part. Ravus gives Ignis a push on the chest to signal he should lie back down.
And with that, Ravus starts kissing his way down Ignis' body. letting his fingers ghost along his skin until he reaches Ignis' legs, which he parts wide.
He doesn't normally do this, but Ignis did say 'anything'. And he's not about to let Ignis taunt him about holding back...
He gives the head of Ignis' cock one quick kiss at the very tip as he passes it, then grips Ignis' thighs and lifts so that he can trail his kisses even lower. His tongue licks a strip along the ballsack, then lower still. He gives Ignis' entrance an exploratory prod, then lets his eyes travel up, up the expanse of Ignis' lithe body to gauge his reaction.]
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Another rush of anticipation goes through his body as those lips continued their travel down his neck and chest. The small tease seemed to have given Ravus both an idea and determination to make Ignis lose his mind. Which is both hot as hell and a bit scary.
The kiss on tip of his cock draws out a surprised gasp, mixed with a groan but Ravus doesn't stop there and Ignis can feel his cheeks heat up at the realization.]
W-Wait-ah- [Ravus should definitively not wait, or listen to anything Ignis says because his body is telling a completely different story than his mouth as it arches off the bed. Ravus' tongue feels hot and teasing in the most delightful way and all he can do is grip on to the sheets.]
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He grips Ignis' ass cheeks tight as he tests and teases his entrance with his tongue. He grows bolder with each moment, pressing deeper, trying to draw more writhing pleasure out of his lover.
Ravus' pajama pants do little to hide his arousal. 'Soon', he tells himself. He wants to give Ignis the fuck of his life, both to help him get past this terrible day, and to show him how good they could be together -all of them, once Gladio gets his fine ass back to them. Ravus rushed into this without thinking, but maybe giving Ignis a brain-melting orgasm or two will help mitigate any feelings of regret he might have after the fact.]
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Groans, whines, and moans fill the room, with Ravus' name slipping past Ignis' lips whenever he manages to catch some semblance of breath. His vision is blurry from pleasure and he can't focus on anything else except the tongue that's pushing in and making Ignis almost sing.
Perhaps it is just that they rushed- sometimes showing is worth more than just plain 'telling'.]
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...don't hold back...
[Ravus uncaps the bottle and coats the fingers on his right hand. He licks his way up Ignis' shaft and finally wraps his lips around the head in earnest. While he makes a distraction with his tongue in Ignis' slit, he brings his first finger up to his spit-slicked hole.]
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He never thought that he would see Ravus like this, here, lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. It makes Ignis groan and bury his fingers in those silvery strands of hair. The warmth around his tip is a really good distraction from fingers, although it's just uncomfortable for now.
Licking his lips, Ignis uses his hand to push back all the hair back so he could see Ravus' face properly.]
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His finger probes the hot tightness of Ignis' ass, feeling his way deeper inside. 'This drives Gladiolus crazy,' he wants to say, wants to share, before he realizes the point is to help Ignis not think of it. Thank the Six his mouth is too full to have spoken that thought aloud.
There will be time when Gladio returns to tutor Ignis in the fine art of torturing the Shield with pleasure.]
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It takes Ignis moment to adjust to those fingers, but they end up feeling incredibly hot as they move inside. He doesn't have the strength anymore to keep his attention on how Ravus is slowly dismantling whatever's left of his composure and his eyes slip closed, head resting back down on the bed.]
Please... [A soft plea slips from Ignis, his body decidedly wanting more, at a bigger pace that Ravus is not giving him.]
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He sucks on Ignis' cock, caressing the underside with his tongue as he bobs forward and back along the length. He moves his fingers more decisively at Ignis' backside, preparing him for a larger intrusion.
He increases the tempo. The point isn't to make Ignis come from just this, but if he does, so be it. Ravus wants to ensure that by the time he enters Ignis, there will be no pain, only pleasure.]
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It feels so good though, the increased tempo, and Ignis cries out in pleasure, fingers gripping on Ravus' hair harder than he wants to.]
S-Slower- [or he's really going to come and he'll feel bad because Ravus won't have his release. And that's not fair.
His grip on hair lets up a bit, and Ignis bites his lip-]
Don't... want to come just yet... Want you...
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Are you ready for me?
[He shifts his fingers, testing Ignis’ muscles. Astrals, he wants to be inside him.]
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Whether he's ready or no, Ignis doesn't care anymore right now. He finally finds the strength to open his eyes and look at Ravus, face flushed with want-]
Yes- please just, take me.
[Before this lust drives him mad.]
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You look so good like this. I can't wait any more.
[Ravus rips his shirt over his head and yanks down his sleep pants, needing to remove the final layers between them.]
Fuck. [He catches himself before leaving back to press against Ignis. The magitek hand shoots to the nightstand drawer again and comes back out with a condom.
In contrast to his ministrations with Ignis, he rushes through rolling the condom onto his cock and giving it a few rough pumps with his lube-slick hand.
There, good enough. He aligns his body with Ignis' and presses the tip of his cock to Ignis' hole.]
Try not to tense.
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