[There was another rumor that had a ring of truth to it: their commander was hung like a goddamn horse.
If asked, McGillis would deny any claims of beauty. Beautiful face, beautiful skin, beautiful chest, beautiful legs and of course that beautiful cock—he would deny it but that beautiful body spoke for itself. And so it speaks now, as his voice hits a high pitch and he cranes his spine as far back as it can go. His cheeks are hot, his cock swells. Already too close to the edge.
And he continues to deliver on those enthusiastic cries, that hidden passion that so defined McGillis Fareed behind closed doors.]
Yes... yes, I'm going to...!
[...but not yet. McGillis fucks that throat raw, aiming to choke him. To push Ignis to his absolute limit, as ever, as always. Apparently Ignis felt the same way, sneaking a finger within and getting McGillis to squirm in desperation. Yes, that, he wants that. He struggles and strives to impale himself upon it, encouraging Ignis to proceed. And a little praise never hurt.]
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If asked, McGillis would deny any claims of beauty. Beautiful face, beautiful skin, beautiful chest, beautiful legs and of course that beautiful cock—he would deny it but that beautiful body spoke for itself. And so it speaks now, as his voice hits a high pitch and he cranes his spine as far back as it can go. His cheeks are hot, his cock swells. Already too close to the edge.
And he continues to deliver on those enthusiastic cries, that hidden passion that so defined McGillis Fareed behind closed doors.]
Yes... yes, I'm going to...!
[...but not yet. McGillis fucks that throat raw, aiming to choke him. To push Ignis to his absolute limit, as ever, as always. Apparently Ignis felt the same way, sneaking a finger within and getting McGillis to squirm in desperation. Yes, that, he wants that. He struggles and strives to impale himself upon it, encouraging Ignis to proceed. And a little praise never hurt.]
You're so good to me, so good, so good...