[ There are so many pouty protests to be made here.
But Inigo seems to have wisened up at least a little bit. At least enough to know that acting all sulky is just about the least sexy thing he could do here, and that's not the kind of mood he wants to cultivate in this moment.
Especially as Tidus asks him to put on a show. With that tone! Seriously, if that guy wants a show, then it's a show he can get! Inigo won't rest until it's become absolutely too much for him, one way or another.
So rather than saying anything in return, Inigo just moves to a better position. It's hard to be in a good position for this, he thinks - considering he has to lift his butt off the bed or he won't be able to reach it at all, yet at the same time he wants to make sure his face is visible to Tidus as well.
Hard to put on a show otherwise.
It requires some flexibility, but thankfully that's one thing Inigo does have, thanks to the dancing. He rests his upper back against the wall for support and to keep his head up and visible - meanwhile spreading his legs as far as possible, so they don't obstruct Tidus's view. After a moment of shifting he ensures his limbs are as sprawled out as can be too, just so Tidus has a lot to look at here, especially with the top half of his dance outfit still decorating his torso.
He opens up the bottle and dips his finger in, before moving said finger inside of him. First just the tip, but then pushing it in further. An involuntary gasp escapes his mouth, slowly turning into a moan when he moves it back and forth slightly.
It's one thing to do this by himself, but he sure is reminded of the eyes watching him right now, making his cheeks colour pink. Is Tidus even liking seeing this? Is it too tame? Or, on the contrary, does he look too shameless?
Inigo decides the former is more frightening than the latter, not wanting to let Tidus down after setting all of this up in the first place, and so he quickly adds a second finger, slowly pushing its way in. ]
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But Inigo seems to have wisened up at least a little bit. At least enough to know that acting all sulky is just about the least sexy thing he could do here, and that's not the kind of mood he wants to cultivate in this moment.
Especially as Tidus asks him to put on a show. With that tone! Seriously, if that guy wants a show, then it's a show he can get! Inigo won't rest until it's become absolutely too much for him, one way or another.
So rather than saying anything in return, Inigo just moves to a better position. It's hard to be in a good position for this, he thinks - considering he has to lift his butt off the bed or he won't be able to reach it at all, yet at the same time he wants to make sure his face is visible to Tidus as well.
Hard to put on a show otherwise.
It requires some flexibility, but thankfully that's one thing Inigo does have, thanks to the dancing. He rests his upper back against the wall for support and to keep his head up and visible - meanwhile spreading his legs as far as possible, so they don't obstruct Tidus's view. After a moment of shifting he ensures his limbs are as sprawled out as can be too, just so Tidus has a lot to look at here, especially with the top half of his dance outfit still decorating his torso.
He opens up the bottle and dips his finger in, before moving said finger inside of him. First just the tip, but then pushing it in further. An involuntary gasp escapes his mouth, slowly turning into a moan when he moves it back and forth slightly.
It's one thing to do this by himself, but he sure is reminded of the eyes watching him right now, making his cheeks colour pink. Is Tidus even liking seeing this? Is it too tame? Or, on the contrary, does he look too shameless?
Inigo decides the former is more frightening than the latter, not wanting to let Tidus down after setting all of this up in the first place, and so he quickly adds a second finger, slowly pushing its way in. ]
Y-- You know, yours.. feel better..