[Ignis' head thumps back against the tile, and he's thoroughly trapped. How is it possible that this feels so damn good? One hand shakily moves into Noct's hair, stroking it back and holding on. Not tightly, but just a little bit of pressure there.
A guttural moan leaves him as Noct moves in closer, takes him just so nicely. He couldn't look away even if he wanted to. Which he most certainly does not.]
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A guttural moan leaves him as Noct moves in closer, takes him just so nicely. He couldn't look away even if he wanted to. Which he most certainly does not.]
S-Shiva's tits~