aterat | One Fall And One Less Bear

"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.

"If you want me to stop, tell me. That's how relationships work I hear. Communication. Which is a two way street," Nida reminds Ignis, his hands still working Ignis's shoulders.

"So would you please lay back?"

He didn't know what to say, but he didn't want Nida to stop touching him. Part of him knew it had to end though so Ignis nodded. "Alright, I'll lay back."

The advisor did so, unsure as to why this was being requested. But he did it and looked up at Nida, worry evident in his eyes.

No worry. Nida leans down over his lover, moving in to cease his lips in a soft, fleeting kiss. Then he kissed the brow above each eye. Then slowly, carefully, over each eyelid. On to each earlobe, and then the cheekbones. Down to the bottom of his chin.

"I love you. I'm here with you. I have a horribly dirty mouth, but it's you that drives it from me. And tonight is about us. About how we feel. What we want."

Ignis didn't know how to answer or what to say, so he could only go from his heart. "I want you and I love you too." All he wanted to do was touch and be touched, so he lifted his hand to touch his lover's face, still worried that he was somehow missing something important here.

All he's missing is the love Nida feels for him. The hands on his face have Nida leaning into the touch, smiling fondly.

"I'm going to kiss you and touch you until you feel ready to continue."

Ignis tried to smile but felt the tears slip from his eyes which he immediately lowered his hand to try and get rid of. He certainly didn't want to look like a crybaby in front of this man. But Nida somehow got his defenses down and he felt so exposed and so vulnerable.

How did people live like this?

Not fast enough. Nida leans in to kiss the corners of Ignis’s eyes.

“I love you,” he says. And then repeats it with another kiss, this time in Old Dollesite. Then another kiss and Trabian. If he spoke Esthari, he’d do that too. But he has exhausted his languages.

He's listening to the different languages again and trying to understand. And Ignis tried to smile though it was watery. "I don't suppose my name translates any different in whatever languages you can speak."

The question earns a soft, fond chuckle.

“I could translate fire or ignition or spark of flame if you wanted. They are a touch different, my flame. In Ancient Centran your name would be much the same as it is now, and mean ‘fire-bearer’.”

"I don't suppose there's any chance of you teaching them to me? Or one of them?" It was the same thing he was trying to do with the spoon thing, to have something just between them.

What? Nida looks at the other man, then laughs and nods.

"I'd be delighted to teach your talented tongue its way around the words of something. Trabian probably."

It has the least weight for him.

Ignis finally smiled and blushed at the compliment. Talented tongue indeed and of course it belonged to Nida. It was an odd thought and the advisor reached for his lover's hands simply to hold onto for comfort.

"I'll look forward to your lessons then."

"Well, I look forward for how..."

His hand reaches out, toying with Ignis's fingers.

"Quick your fingers are."

There was a shy smile and he wished he had his glasses on so that he could fuss with them but they weren't available right at the moment. "Since I find myself flat on my back at the moment, there is the possibility of you turning about so that we can both find out."

Half of him couldn't believe he'd actually suggested that, but here they were and Ignis was waiting to see what Nida would do. Of course in the end he would either have to get up or his lover would have to turn around again, but that was future them problems.

"Turn around, you say?" Nida asks, his eyes lighting up and his lips curling in a mischievous smile. Well yes, he could absolutely do that.

And he does move. But only to change his position so that he was straddling Ignis, backwards. See, what a lovely ass, and Ignis could see his work better like this.

Once Nida turned around Ignis moved his hips and slid his cock up and down the crack of that beautifully sculpted ass. That didn't help ease the tension though his erection had gone down some during their..well he wasn't sure what to call it. But now that Nida wasn't far Ignis was naturally turned right back on.

Luckily the lube wasn't far and he once again began coating his fingers. And he had to break the tension somehow. "So is this the way we're going about this? I warm you up and you slide down onto me?"

That would be hot, but either way he was fine with it.

Nida parts his lips, breathing heavily at the way the cock felt grinding against him. So damn good. This was amazing.

"I think you're going to warm me up, get me ready, and tell me what you want, my flame. I would like that."

Ignis smiled and with his unlubed hand held onto Nida's hip. It gave him a semblance of the two already way past this point where his lover was already sunk down hard on top of his cock.

Obviously it would take time and effort to get there, so he slowly slid a finger in with just the tip of his finger at first, letting out a low groan. And when he did that his cock strained, wanting to be encased inside already.

Nida whines, shivering as the finger presses in. And of course he wants to run at the mouth from the sensation, but he doesn't. Can't, because he's worried Ignis will take it the wrong way.

"You're thinking about it, aren't you? How it's going to feel."

"Yes." Ignis' voice is barely above a whisper at this point, because his finger is slowly going deeper and he's working on taking measured breaths so that he doesn't lose control of himself. The heat that pooled around his finger was highly arousing and he tried to focus.

So slowly the first finger came out and a second very slowly accompanied it. His breath started coming out in pants, and he told himself to go slow,

Slow might not last, with how excited Ignis was. AS for Nida? He didn't mind a show. Which meant in this case, as the second finger entered him, he moved forward and then back onto those fingers. Slowly, slowly just trying to ride on it.

"Spread them, love. Just a little."

A louder groan came out of Ignis as he watched and felt both of his fingers slide into his lover. "Nida.." the man's name came out breathy and his cock felt like it was out of control, as if it had a mind of its own at this point.

But he carefully did as he was told and watched that gorgeous ass take them inside. And even with as much as he wanted to insert his third finger, he just seemed to be mesmerized with the visual display he was on the receiving end of.

Visuals are good, and Nida knows he looks good when he's taking this sort of attention. He moans loudly and deliberately, hoping to encourage his lover to some greater attentions.

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