[Well, Ardyn wasn't expecting that. At all. Nope. Ignis stuffing his mouth with freshly prepared hot pastry in the shape of a cock. What was his life? He gagged and choked a little on the pastry and pulled it out, licking his lips anyway. It did taste really good but as for Ignis stuffing it down his throat? Oh no. No way.]
Bravo, Ignis. How droll. Now, I believe it is my turn to...stuff you.
[With that, Ardyn launched into action, pulling Ignis over the counter by his clothes and marching him outside and down into the side alley. He moved fast, very fast in fact, for a man well over two thousand years old. He swiftly closed the gap between them, shoving the younger man back against the wall, and claiming his mouth for his own, forcing his tongue down Ignis' throat.
Re: it begins.
Bravo, Ignis. How droll. Now, I believe it is my turn to...stuff you.
[With that, Ardyn launched into action, pulling Ignis over the counter by his clothes and marching him outside and down into the side alley. He moved fast, very fast in fact, for a man well over two thousand years old. He swiftly closed the gap between them, shoving the younger man back against the wall, and claiming his mouth for his own, forcing his tongue down Ignis' throat.
Who was being stuffed now?]