So Mooshie. Rev, Thristress and I are being absolute trash bags about how touch starved Ignis would be like with his s/o all body worshipping him and what have you. And I bet you would have something magnificent in mind for such a thing since you're as thotty as we are >:3 May I pretty please request as such? It is most definitely for science and nothing nefarious >_>
A/N: You know I love enabling you guys with the thottery 8) Here’s some filth, special for my loves! :) <3 The body worship didn’t quite happen because my muse took this a whole different way HAHAHAHA! But enjoy the floofy/slightly touch-desperate fucc offered for my sweet thotlings <3 ALSO HAPPY 900 FOLLOWERS THIS IS MY GIFT TO YA’LL xD
NSFW stuff beyond the ‘read more’ cut! O_O
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Touch and Tell (NSFW) | Ignis x Fem!Reader
Settled cozily on your favourite armchair, you spent the cool Friday evening enjoying a book of contemporary poetry. Your mind wasn’t really with the words typed abstractly onto the page, rather your thoughts were lost in worries surrounding your boyfriend of three months— Ignis Scientia.
He had been acting strange as of late; skittish almost. Which was odd in itself, given that he was one of the most composed people you had ever met in your life. Just that morning, he had ducked away from you before you could land a goodbye kiss on his lips. His cheeks were tinged pink, and he stammered out an apology before he rushed out the door.
You breathed in and out slowly, the gesture not quite swift enough to be a sigh. The clock hanging up on the far wall beside the front door indicated that it was already nine in the evening. You pressed your lips together into a firm line, and bit the insides of your lips as you began to postulate the reasons why Ignis was running late.
Barely three reasons into your mental list, the front door swung open to reveal the impeccable form of your boyfriend, dressed neatly in his Crownsguard attire, his hair done up perfectly, not a strand out of place. Briefly, you found yourself envious of his perfect image— he must have been busy throughout the day as usual; how did he manage to look so incredible at the end of a hellish day?
His emerald green gaze met yours line of sight, and his lips turned up into a brief smile.
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