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❝Significant Other Experience❞ Meme

The ❝Significant Other Experience❞ Meme

You wake up in a room in a home that could be describe as your ideal, whatever that is. Modern, old-fashioned, futuristic, the setting is whichever you would be most comfortable with. Yet this new environment is not the most important feature here; instead, that honor goes to the fact that you are not alone. You are sharing this place, which seems familiar like a far-off dream, with another person. This person claims to be your significant other. But that can't be right, can it? You don't know them at all, they have to be crazy.

Still, they want to love you, show affection, be intimate, like they claim you two "always are." That's...nice. Suddenly, you feel less alone, even if you never knew you felt that way before. And the sex - the sex is mind-blowing. There's emotional weight, there's contentment, there are arms to hold you and make you feel wanted.

Perhaps they're right. This is where you belong. After all, you're starting to remember, too, and everything is seeming more and more familiar.

For just a little while, why not have some peace?

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Some happiness for characters before the end of the year. Or some existential crises. However you'd like to play it.
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[Ignis hadn't thought himself even capable of blushing. Yet, to his faint dismay he is- a combination of things is forcing colour to rise to his cheeks. The first being how deep the other was inside him, the fact that he'd chosen just the right angle to have him practically wordless with delirium almost immediately.

The other is that hand on his hip - guiding - digging in - in indeed, a very sensitive area. One which when touched even with fabrics between skin, would give Ignis room to pause. Without? Well.

The third was him- seeing him, through an unsteady, half focused gaze, lying there - the past ten years having taken no toll at all on him save for a more wise, less pained and significantly less irritated look in his mismatched eyes. His body, Ignis had noted long before now, had not changed even slightly - still possessive of both the genetic traits of his blood- fairness and an otherworldly type of beauty- mixed with the strength of form that only training and discipline could provide.

The fourth...? The fact that even with all this in consideration, the other man saw fit to call him beautiful. Again. He opens his mouth to protest, to utter something akin to 'flatterer' once more, but he can't - instead a deep moan coming from him as he continued to move his hips, his cock crying out for attention and his heart seeming as if it would burst from his chest.]

[Ravus would be majorly disappointed in himself if he hadn't learned where Ignis' sweet spot was. And he loved teasing it- either by his fingers or his thrusts. It always left his lover speechless and so wonderfully flushed, moaning in pleasure.

He loved exploiting all the sensitive areas he found out during this time they are together. The area around his hip he didn't expect to be so responsive to the briefest of touches- Ravus finds amazing delight in having his lips and teeth nip there. As well as the insides of those thighs.

Overall, his Ignis was amazing and Ravus loved every bit of him- from his soul to every corner of his body, every scar, and sigh.
He has a breathless smile on his face when Ignis moans out and lets him dictate completely the pace he lowers himself down. Ravus will give his best to hold back his own orgasm, just to see Ignis come first- that look of bliss on his face and Ravus' name on his lips.]

[Ravus wouldn't have to wait very long for that at all. Ignis was close- he'd intended to last longer, but the sustained manipulation of his prostate made that impossible, especially when it was matched with the other's hand digging into such a sensitive area - as well as the feeling of that metal arm against his back - warmed significantly by now but still so cold against his lightly sweating skin.]

I-I'm going to--

[His moan drops a few octaves, needing- almost pained- a warning that he absolutely couldn't last much longer. Were it not for the other supporting him both at the back and the hip, his movements would have been rough, unfocused. But he is supported, his hand moving, almost tentatively, to his own cock- insides seemingly shuddering and the waves of pleasure were very apparently coming to a head - his orgasm moments away.]

[Wanting to keep going and stave off the orgasm is a wonderful idea- something that they will definitively follow through when they are not as excited as they are now.

Ravus groans at the sight- he doesn't get to see Ignis pleasuring himself often. And it is a cure for sore eyes. He looks so disheveled and flushed and on brink of orgasm, and Ravus is as well. His hips are meeting Ignis' movements slightly, not being able to hold back anymore- not when he's this close.]

M-Me too... Ignis-- come for me-

[because Ravus will definitively come for him in the following few thrusts.]

[Another day, perhaps. When they had all the time in the world to play with each other. Ignis himself would be quite unsure as to when that day would come, but it was a nice enough thought.

Not like his thoughts are on that now. Every one of his thoughts were rattled, screaming for release, the lower half of his body taught- almost shaking with tension. He moved his hips upward a few inches, allowing the other to finally get the friction of forcing himself inside and half-out of him- each thrust causing his legs to shake as his sweet spot is jolted, again and again.

He had to drop his hand from himself to rest his weight between his shaking legs and his straightened arms, fingers curling at the other's ribs. He forces his eyes open to look at him, mouth parted in a breathless pant as he regards Ravus- the infinitely beautiful combination of strength and uncommon beauty which is fucking him so very well, the way his chest is rising and falling rapidly, the way his pale eyebrows are furrowing like that with every thrust, and the way he's clinging to him as if they're both drowning.

It's too much-- far, far too much- and he orgasms with a cry of the other's name which would indeed be loud enough to send all of the new king's attendants and own guards rushing in, should the walls of these rooms not be as thick as they are.

His hands curl tight enough against the other's skin to leave little red marks (not scratches, not gouges- he took too much care of his grooming to ever let his nails grow long enough to do that) on the other's skin as he finishes, trying so hard to keep his eyes open and on the other's face as he comes in thick streams all over the other's toned stomach.]

[As long as Ignis remains around, there is no doubt it will happen. Ravus is addicted to him, to his presence, to his attention. To all of him.

Ravus wouldn't mind if those marks went even deeper- they felt good. And combined with Ignis' voice and his expression - and Ravus can't hold back anymore himself. He comes with a loud grunt, keeping now his lover's hips down as he reaches his peak. He's completely out of breath, eyes closed shut tightly and back lightly arching off of the bed.

It felt divine. Every time they manage to come together like this, at the almost exact same time, Ravus feels happy. In fact, he's always happy when he makes Ignis come, regardless if he himself comes.

His hips still, but his hand slowly runs up and down Ignis' side and over his lower stomach. He gives him a lazy smile from where he's lying and enjoying the view.]

...I'm blessed to have you...

[Ravus was by far the more eloquent of the pair immediately afterward.

Ignis himself couldn't speak- a series of open-mouthed gasps took priority, his body hunched to the side and only not toppling over for the strength of the mechanical arm that held him to, even as it rested.

His gaze is distant, body wracked with a series of sensations from head to toe in afterglow - from how soft, how smooth, but how firm the muscles of the other's abdomen felt beneath his fingers, to a large drop of sweat moving down his spine, to the feel of the other still inside of him, the feeling of being filled entirely with him, to the other's fingers going up his sides, causing him to tilt his head back and again, open his eyes.]

F-flatterer.

[He states, his voice cracking- before he leans over, careful enough to not hurt him, but determined to meet the other's lips with his own, and run his fingers through the other's soft, pale, mess of hair.

Every single disjointed, aborted, half-formed, erratic thought came into one. He shouldn't have said it. He knew he shouldn't have said it- but he does. It's not sex that makes him say it. He's never said it, just off that alone. Instead, sex is simply what loosens it.]

I love you. So much.

[Ravus manages a breathless chuckle as Ignis leans down to kiss him. And he kisses back, as best as he could in his frazzled state. Because Ignis always makes a mess out of him. Of his thoughts, of his body, of his being- and then puts it all back together and Ravus could never feel better than that.

He's not a flatterer- he's honest. He's always been honest, especially with Ignis. The man gave him everything and barely asked anything in return.

When those words slip from Ignis' lips, Ravus' heart feels like it will come to a stop. That his age is catching up on him finally and he'll die right here and now. He wouldn't mind it either- it would be the best way to die- in Ignis' arms.

He cups Ignis' flushed face with his human hand, thumb tracing his high cheekbone as he presses their foreheads together.]

...I love you too.

[It didn't matter that this wouldn't last forever, or that eventually he'd be recalled back to Lucis. Noctis had given him all the time he could, but he'd have to go back eventually. But all of that was distant- it seemed so far away when what was apparent and what was prominent was the beauty of the other in the weak light provided by the sun rising over miles of flower fields that surrounded Tanebrae.

Especially when the other was doing that.

It would be all right, he thought. Even if he was recalled, Ravus could visit him in time. He carefully lifts himself from the other's body and the not-so-human arm, settling at the side of him on the bed, lightly touching his forehead to his once more before tilting his head to cover his throat in a series of kisses, fingers curling in the other's tresses of white hair.]

I mean it.

[Perhaps some distance will separate them, but that will never lessen his feelings for Ignis. They didn't wane from that day in Altissia, and they don't seem like they will any time now. In fact- they are getting stronger by every passing second.

He smiles, tilting his head to let Ignis do as he pleases with his neck, his hand gently running fingers through his love's hair.]

So do I.

[The distance would be far. But they could call each other between visits. There was always that. Small comfort as it might be, it would be enough... as Ravus was worth waiting for. He rests himself on his forearms and elbows as he continues to place adoring, light kisses to the other's skin- working down to his collarbone and his (human) shoulder. It seems he's just about to say something, flicking his eyes up to the other when-

Yes. That's his alarm.]

Unfortunately, we've missed our walk. On our first day. How terrible.

[He half-laughs against the other's skin, the sound gentle.]

And we both need a shower.

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