Felih's ears and tail shoot up in surprise when he feels Ignis steering him towards the wall. It sends a thrill through him, cock throbbing in his trousers and straining against the fabric, jerking and pulsing as his mate starts to stroke the base of his tail. It leaves him squirming and whimpering, hips rutting forward against Ignis' instinctively as he pants and mewls.

"G-Gods- Ignis- please-" he whimpers, already starting to curl clawed fingers into the back of Ignis' shirt as he gets pressed to the wall, desperate to be stripped and fucked and claimed by his mate. It's been a good while since he's been with his beloved mate and lover, and his body is not being shy about that desire in the slightest...