"Adorable," Lucius declares with a bark of laughter and, just so Izzy can't come back at him snarling and snapping, uses that moment to sink into the man beneath him. This is a double edged sword, it turns out, because Izzy is so fucking tight and he's so fucking hot that it steals any coherent repartee from Lucius as well. His laughter becomes a throaty groan, pulled from somewhere deep in his chest, and Lucius does absolutely nothing to stifle it.

Are these walls thin? Are magical walls in a magical cursed cruise ship thin?

Fuck it he doesn't really care.

"Forget breaking you, you're going to crack me in half--I knew you were tight-arse but--" He trails off as he sinks himself to the hilt and takes just a moment to savor. Then, because Izzy is so adamant about his not needing gentleness, Lucius withdraws and fucks into him, starting a rhythm that is not exceptionally kind.