Date: 2024-04-19 12:26 am (UTC)
chef_chocobro: ((older) (no glasses) coy)
"Desk," Ignis murmured out,before Liliana had even finished informing him of the third option, and, ever the man of his word, confirmed this decision with the necessary shifting, turning her toward it so he could lift her up onto it. Leaning forward into a kiss, between her legs, hands sliding against her thighs to keep those gathered skirts hitched up, thumbs feeling out for other obstructions needing to be taken care of post haste.

He would have liked to have lingered there and teased a little more, but his expediency in the removal of her undergarments, the last few buttons on his shirt, his trousers, would be made abundantly clear when he pushed himself back into Liliana, kissed her, and growled out two more words.

"Then chaise."
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