Felih is purring away, and Ignis' voice is low and lovely, the words sending a shiver down Felih's spine and making him bite his lip to try and stifle a whimper of need. He's so worked up already, and his mate is already promising him such pleasure and bliss- but then his tail gets teased, his cock gets stroked, and he's moaning and crying out again, trembling against the wall. His cock is swollen and thick, dripping with slick pre already as it throbs in Ignis' hand, and having the base of his tail teased just has Felih's hips bucking as a spurt of pre rushes out of him, glistening and hot.

"Aah-! I-Ignis- Twelve- missed you, missed you-" he pants breathlessly after his cry of ecstasy, body heating up by the second, arousal coursing through every inch of him.