[McGillis appreciates a more gradual pace, if only briefly. It wasn't bound to last, not with how hungry Ignis tended to be—rivaling his own appetite.
As Ignis craves closeness, McGillis seems to understand and draws the other man in, as best he can. He wants to be close, as well, wants to feel that cock and wants it probing deep. Every time it does, he gasps again; every time they shake the desk, he laughs a little, though it was a choked sort of sound. He rocks against Ignis, matches that quieter passion with his own.
And the longer they go at it, the less it hurts and the more pleasurable it becomes. Especially when Ignis nudges his prostate just right.]
Oh... o-oh, that's it, right there...
[No more screams, not for right now. But he does cave to his lieutenant, trying his best to hold him tight.]
It's... it's alright, you can... go faster... fuck me harder.
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As Ignis craves closeness, McGillis seems to understand and draws the other man in, as best he can. He wants to be close, as well, wants to feel that cock and wants it probing deep. Every time it does, he gasps again; every time they shake the desk, he laughs a little, though it was a choked sort of sound. He rocks against Ignis, matches that quieter passion with his own.
And the longer they go at it, the less it hurts and the more pleasurable it becomes. Especially when Ignis nudges his prostate just right.]
Oh... o-oh, that's it, right there...
[No more screams, not for right now. But he does cave to his lieutenant, trying his best to hold him tight.]
It's... it's alright, you can... go faster... fuck me harder.