The heat under his skin was growing more unbearable, but it wasn't from his proximity to Gladio. No, the heat was all his own, making his nerves sizzle and his skin tighten as if some great beast was stretching under it. When his nails dug into Gladio's shoulders, the damn near rend the heavy material of Gladio's uniform coat but there was no apology from Ignis. Not when he was so clearly lost in the scent and feel of Gladio so close to him.
How could he have missed that rich scent of his before? Oh, he knew Gladio's smell intimately, but this... oh, this was different. Smell and scent had a distinct difference and until now, Ignis hadn't really noticed. Now, he did. Gladio smelled like wood smoke and musk, like the leather he always wore and sun warmed fur. Ignis wanted to roll around in that scent until it seeped into his own skin, wrap it around him like a warm fur....
There was an absent nod from Ignis as he finally realized that Gladio was talking to him, his voice as reassuring as his words.
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Date: 2018-03-02 03:50 am (UTC)How could he have missed that rich scent of his before? Oh, he knew Gladio's smell intimately, but this... oh, this was different. Smell and scent had a distinct difference and until now, Ignis hadn't really noticed. Now, he did. Gladio smelled like wood smoke and musk, like the leather he always wore and sun warmed fur. Ignis wanted to roll around in that scent until it seeped into his own skin, wrap it around him like a warm fur....
There was an absent nod from Ignis as he finally realized that Gladio was talking to him, his voice as reassuring as his words.
"Please. Help me."