[More than the sucking and swallowing and sensation itself, McGillis tips over into sweet oblivion when he hears Ignis choke. Coming with all his usual fanfare, he floods his mouth and pours down his throat and curses his lack of grip; he would have wanted to hold that handsome head and dig into that beautiful hair and really and truly make him gag, all the way to the finish.
Instead, McGillis rides out his orgasm and puts on quite the show in the process. The fingers that have forced their way inside have the proud Brigadier General writhing in ecstasy, well-aware of where this was headed and what Ignis would want in the aftermath. So he rides out his orgasm but he rides those fingers, as well, leaking out of the corners of that greedy mouth.
When he finally calms down, he almost seems to faint. Shutting his eyes and going still save for the occasional shudder.]
Ignis... Ignis, Ignis...
[In the end, he can say nothing but his name. And do nothing but struggle to sit up and to gather Ignis into his arms for support.]
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Instead, McGillis rides out his orgasm and puts on quite the show in the process. The fingers that have forced their way inside have the proud Brigadier General writhing in ecstasy, well-aware of where this was headed and what Ignis would want in the aftermath. So he rides out his orgasm but he rides those fingers, as well, leaking out of the corners of that greedy mouth.
When he finally calms down, he almost seems to faint. Shutting his eyes and going still save for the occasional shudder.]
Ignis... Ignis, Ignis...
[In the end, he can say nothing but his name. And do nothing but struggle to sit up and to gather Ignis into his arms for support.]