Fuck. Those words send a tingle down his spine, loving and good but at the same time hitting all of his possessive instincts. Ignis as his and his alone if they did not have their duty, only his...

"I love you so much, you know that?" Gladio murmmrrs against him. Even as one hand moves to work the buttons of that stuffy shirt, teeth nipping at the first sign of bare skin. "Even duty, both of our duty doesn't change that, Iggy."

The wolf part of him tells Gladio that he needs to prove such to Ignis, right here and now.