There was praise in his tone now, a low burr of it just enough to darken Ignis' tone even more. It was the purr of a pleased mate and one he'd heard around court, though he'd never used it with his lover. Where his lover was woven, Ignis was a coeurl, all lithe limbs and deadly grace when the situation called for it.
By now, Ignis is three fingers deep and hissing at the burn of stretching muscles around the intruding digits. There was no denying that it wasn't comfortable, but Ignis never failed to breathe past that discomfort until the deft fingers were an easy glide in and out.
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Date: 2018-02-14 03:13 am (UTC)There was praise in his tone now, a low burr of it just enough to darken Ignis' tone even more. It was the purr of a pleased mate and one he'd heard around court, though he'd never used it with his lover. Where his lover was woven, Ignis was a coeurl, all lithe limbs and deadly grace when the situation called for it.
By now, Ignis is three fingers deep and hissing at the burn of stretching muscles around the intruding digits. There was no denying that it wasn't comfortable, but Ignis never failed to breathe past that discomfort until the deft fingers were an easy glide in and out.
"My handsome mate. So good to me."