The press of sharpened teeth against his skin made Ignis shiver. He knew how gentle Gladio could be, and this juxtaposition just made that sensation all the headier. There was a low, murmured warning about not tearing his shirt, though they both knew the closet was stuffed full of others almost exactly like it and deep down, Ignis likely wouldn't care. Oh, he might huff and fuss about it, but that was the Ignis the public saw, not the private one he kept tucked away for Gladio.

"I know and I love you for it."