ignis cares at least a little bit, glancing to see the papers flutter to the floor and knowing he's going to sort it out later, but the thought is thankfully fleeting. turning his attention back on mcgillis and his sweetly bratty refusal to come until ignis does, he grunts softly in response.
ignis loves those overwhelmed little cries, and he finds himself intent on wringing more from him as he continues to ruthlessly batter at his sensitive prostate, feeling the way that tight, tight channel seems to clutch at his cock, as greedy as the general himself.
ignis can't deny his own pleasure, and in his silent indulgence of mcgillis' pleas, his last few thrusts are rough, erratic. ignis' hand slides under the small of the other man's back to hold him in place before he comes, flooding his general's tight, throbbing hole with generous spurts of his release. his hips buck sharply as he rides out the next few pulses, filling him up thickly.
his next words are rough and panting as he rides it out. he registers the sting in the way mcgillis' nails dig into his back, even through the fabric of his uniform. gods, but mcgillis is startlingly beautiful like that, teetering in the edge. ]
Come for me -- let them all hear you. You know you want to --
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ignis cares at least a little bit, glancing to see the papers flutter to the floor and knowing he's going to sort it out later, but the thought is thankfully fleeting. turning his attention back on mcgillis and his sweetly bratty refusal to come until ignis does, he grunts softly in response.
ignis loves those overwhelmed little cries, and he finds himself intent on wringing more from him as he continues to ruthlessly batter at his sensitive prostate, feeling the way that tight, tight channel seems to clutch at his cock, as greedy as the general himself.
ignis can't deny his own pleasure, and in his silent indulgence of mcgillis' pleas, his last few thrusts are rough, erratic. ignis' hand slides under the small of the other man's back to hold him in place before he comes, flooding his general's tight, throbbing hole with generous spurts of his release. his hips buck sharply as he rides out the next few pulses, filling him up thickly.
his next words are rough and panting as he rides it out. he registers the sting in the way mcgillis' nails dig into his back, even through the fabric of his uniform. gods, but mcgillis is startlingly beautiful like that, teetering in the edge. ]
Come for me -- let them all hear you. You know you want to --