That low purr behind him tugged at something deep inside of Ignis, an instinct long buried. Maybe somewhere in his lineage, there ran were blood of his own. Something that soft purr spoke to on a soul deep level, but that was something to think on at another time. For now, Ignis did all he could to will his body to ease up and accept what his lover was offering him.

There was a quick nod, a quiet acceptance from the slim adviser before he let his head droop even more, allowing his forehead to rest against the bed while he slowly accustomed to his lover's wolven cock.

"I'm... fine. I'm ok. Just a lot to adjust to."