That push barely moves him, but the man does ease up a little at pawing on Ignis, still close to him and searlinglt warm at his back, but he isn't trying to push him down, at least.

"Never," He promises to that question, tone dazed at the captivating scent of the other and the call deep in his veins to he wild and free. But it was true, he would never hurt him. He huffs a very wolf like grunt to the other, and his hands settle on Ignis' body, playing with the warm expanse of skin undernesth his touch.

"And I'd never let anyone hurt you. No one can touch my mate." His, utterly and completely, even if they did tend to be quiet about it.