aterat | One Fall And One Less Bear

Well this cleared it up so he breathed a sigh of relief. "I can do that." But first, the feasting as the man had been promised.

So Ignis slowly moved down, dropping kisses here and there, even placing one on the head and base of Nida's cock as he went. But then he settled back down where he was before and pried the skin to the side a little so his tongue could reach back into where it had been.

It takes so little time before Nida's panting, biting his fist as he tries not to thrust against the other man. His whole body is quaking already.

"Drive me mad, love."

Those pants drove him wild and it made Ignis go deeper to where his tongue was right on the rim, ready to insert. But he held out and decided to do this for a bit instead.

His own body was aching to complete this little ritual he'd started, but as he'd told the other man, this was for him. The advisor wasn't about to go back on his word, so he swirled his tongue around the entrance and would occasionally move his head to suckle a ball or lick the underside of the sack.

It had been a while since Nida had been so thoroughly taken apart by pleasure. And even that didn't compare to what was happening here. All of his body was keyed up, his nerves burning, his body screaming with pleasure.

"Ig, oh Hyne, I'm, I'm so close."

He's about to come, so close to it, his hands now moving to claw at the sheets. All of his body felt like fire. Like Ignis had shared some bit of his heat, his burning, his elemental self.

Ignis mentally demanded Nida to come for him, to completely and utterly surrender to him, but was afraid that might come off wrong if he gave voice to it, given their discussion earlier.

Instead he gently pried more flesh out of the way for his tongue to dip inside and moaned as his cock jerked hard at him. Personally Ignis couldn't wait to be balls deep inside of this man. And since Nida seemed to enjoy this as he was, he might have to take command more often.

Less wasted on pleasure, Nida would praise his lover for the attention, for the focus, for giving him so much. Overwhelmed as he was, the praise would have to come in the form of Nida's hand reaching down to grip himself, stroking hard and fast until he was finally there. Beyond there. Cumming in stripes all over his stomach.

His legs, previously tense and framing Ignis's body, just seemed to go to jelly. He collapsed against the bed, his whole body wracked with lingering shivers.

He could feel Nida tensing and knew he was close. So he went in further and kept his hand on himself, wishing he was encircled within the heat where his tongue was.

Once his lover found his release, Ignis waited until the other was collapsed before he moved. Reaching over, he grabbed the lube and began coating his fingers, looking fondly to the bed where Nida was in a beautiful vulnerable heap right now.

Nida felt his lover moving on the bed, but he didn't do a lot. He was breathing heavily, arm thrown over his eyes as he worked to breathe, to try and calm down.

"Fuck, that's amazing."

"I'll certainly have to do it a lot more often." Ignis smirked. "I can bend you over the kitchen table and literally have you for dinner." There was a sort of feral smirk that accompanied that statement. "Or, I can bend you over the back of the couch, or feast on you anywhere." Because Ignis was flexible like that.

Just hearing those words left Nida's cock twitching with a big of interest.

"I've created the most amazing monster ever."

"Indeed. You've allowed me to put all of the knowledge that I've acquired to use on how to pleasure a man. All of my hours spent alone in the Citadel, taking books back to my room and experimenting on myself."

He lowered himself back down on the bed but was sitting in between Nida's spread legs. Then he smiled. "I've finally been able to apply all of those lessons here."

With someone he loved, that was the promise he made to himself.

"Well, so long as I'm here, beloved, you won't have to experiment alone," Nida smiles, though he still hasn't uncovered his eyes.

"I admit, my learning was a bit more hands on."

Ignis smiled sadly because he didn't want to think about that. He wanted to think about happier things like them right now. And then the smile broadened a bit.

"In that we're the same since I am rather learning hands on. Books can only get one just so far after all." And then he slid a finger down from the base of Nida's cock, over his balls, under them and teased at the entrance.

"Hyne above," Nida cursed, feeling the slick glide of the cool finger. His skin was still so sensitive that it was almost overwhelming. And he cursed in another few languages just to be sure before he bit his lip.

And once the pain had calmed him some, he finally uncovered his face.

"Go ahead."

Ignis immediately reached for a towel and started cleaning his hand after hearing Nida using language he didn't understand but didn't sound good. He'd just go and they could continue this another time.

"No." His voice was firm.

"I'm sorry I've caused you trouble and I'll just go for the evening." He didn't want to be pushy and somehow he felt as if he had been. So he started searching for his clothes which weren't far.

What? Nida looked so damn confused as he sat up, grabbing for his lover.

"Ig? Wait, why are you going?"

Ignis wouldn't look at Nida and he had at least his pants in his hands. It might be a bit tough to get them on fully, but he could hang the button down shirt over it enough so that would allow him to get back to his apartment.

When he was grabbed again he refused to look at the man. And it took a moment for his jaw to unclench. "I've obviously caused you some sort of distress, and I thought perhaps leaving would be easier for you to handle."

All the while, all he could think of was that he didn't want to be or turn out like Elijah. He didn't want to hurt Nida at all.

Distress? What in Hyne's cursed name...

"Because I was cursing? My love, if you think that's a bad thing, then I don't know if you'll ever be able to fuck me, because I tend to curse a lot when someone takes me. It's not bad. It's just... It's just how I react to it. To the idea of being filled up, to the stretch and the pressure and how bad I want it."

There's nothing wrong with a bit of cursing. And hell, hadn't he made it clear that he had a safe word?

"Did you hear me use the safe word? Because I sure didn't say it."

Ignis shook his head and raised his gaze even if he knew there were treacherous waters in them now. "I don't want to fuck you. I've never wanted to do that to you. I've only ever wanted to make love to you."

He really didn't want to hear the rest right now either and swallowed hard. Then the advisor's head shook and he looked at the other, trying not to cry and wishing his voice came out steadier than it was currently. "I am the one here with you now so you'll have to excuse me if I don't want to hear about your past at the moment, as much as I know it's made you who you are and I love you for it."

Nida sighs. How can he even begin to explain it.

"I can't not be affected by my past, Ignis. I can't suddenly stop the unconscious reactions I have to pleasure. If... If you need to, I can try can cast a silence spell on myself.

So he can't make any noise at all.

Ignis tossed his pants aside and sat down on the bed. Slowly (in case Nida wanted to break away) he wrapped his arms around the man. "No. I know your past affects you, everyone's does. And I don't want you to be silent."

Words, words were hard and his voice didn't come out any steadier.

"I want to treat you far better than you've ever been treated." He couldn't outthink this so he had to confess which was a first for him. "I'm..so afraid somehow I'll..just not be so good for you anymore. But I always want to be the one you run to and not from."

Ignis. Oh Ignis. When the other takes Nida into his arms, he wraps his own tightly around Ignis in response.

"My dear, you ARE the one I'm running to. I don't want to run from you. I want to be with you. Badly."

But he doesn't know how to make this better.

"You need to speak your mind more. How can I comfort you when you're scared you did something wrong, if I don't know what's going on?"

Once Nida curled into him, Ignis put his head down and held on. But he didn't know how to reply to what was said. Who was he if he took down the carefully sculpted advisor armor? Who would Ignis be if he listened to his heart more and stopped over analyzing things and stopped trying to be the strong one, the confidant, the advisor?

Everything he'd done was to help Noctis. He built his life around him and the man wasn't here at the moment. Nida had been correct, he needed to live for himself and this was him trying to do that.

He couldn't answer those questions and his voice dropped to a whisper. "This night is for you, not for me." And where would he be if that attitude changed too?

"No, Ignis," Nida whispers, kissing his forehead. "This night is for us."

And that's the distinction that Ignis needs to get. A relationship is not only give. It's take as well. For instance, Ignis gave him pleasure. So now Ignis needed to take a moment to recenter himself. Which Nida tried to help along by massaging his shoulders some.

"Lay back, love. Let me show you."

He knows what Nida is saying is right, he just doesn't tend to think of himself. Since he was six his life revolved around another person. It was always consider them first because they are more important, take care of them, protect them, and above all, keep them safe no matter what.

Sixteen years of programming and that was the result.

The shoulder rub was nice and it did definitely help relax him but there was an unspoken protest in his eyes even as he did what Nida requested.

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