By now, Ignis was pliant under Gladio, his body a receptacle for anything Gladio wanted to give him. He'd never seen his lover so forceful and while he enjoyed it, it wasn't something he was sure he could do all the time. It was too intense but he couldn't deny the thrill of knowing that few had ever tried this. Few had ever managed to willingly take on a were during the moon, knowing full well what they were in store for.

In a way, Ignis really hadn't had a clue what he was signing up for when he told Gladio that he wanted him to stay.

Gladio's words were heard and processed, but there was no response from the slim man other than a shaky nod. It was rapidly growing to be almost too much and for a moment, he almost told Gladio to stop even though he was almost there-

Another shaky breath and he turned his head to the side, lips parted as he panted and writhed underneath his lover.