[Yes, that was Ignis squeaking like a schoolgirl as Noctis crowded him against the shower wall, pulling down his pants and underwear. The tightly controlled and mature advisor to the future king was turning into something of a shy, flustered cliche.
He's absolutely hard, though, panting heavily as Noctis slides down his body, green eyes wide with surprise and need. It's official, he'd willingly risk exile just for this visual alone, let alone what's obviously about to happen.]
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[Yes, that was Ignis squeaking like a schoolgirl as Noctis crowded him against the shower wall, pulling down his pants and underwear. The tightly controlled and mature advisor to the future king was turning into something of a shy, flustered cliche.
He's absolutely hard, though, panting heavily as Noctis slides down his body, green eyes wide with surprise and need. It's official, he'd willingly risk exile just for this visual alone, let alone what's obviously about to happen.]