There was a low huff as he heard a button skitter across the floor, but it was clear he was teasing. He knew Gladio was good for his word and don't think the warning wasn't taken seriously. He pulled away from Gladio with a parting caress of a lingering hand before moving to head to the bedroom, shedding clothing along the way. If he didn't, he'd possibly end up with Gladio owing him more that just a new shirt.

Once he was in the bedroom, he was down to boxers and socks and not a strip more. There was a pause to see if Gladio had followed, even though deep down, he knew he'd be there.

"You'll have to let me go sometime, love."