Felih shivers as he's undressed, bare skin exposed to the cool air as Ignis pushes the fabric off of him. It slides off his skin easily, becoming a puddle of silks on the floor, and in moments he's exposed. His cock is swollen, throbbing, a deep and dark pink that contrasts with his dark brown skin. And it's already glistening with pre, dripping from the tip and down the shaft, off the barbs, balls plump and heavy underneath.

"D-Did you...?" he pants, when Ignis speaks, cheeks burning as his hands run over Ignis' body to push off his lover's clothes in response. "What did you dream?"