Pulling away his clothes confirms what Gladio had already known, perhaps seemed drawn to. Ignis was a were, though only time would tell of what Clan. That did not matter to hin though, because the only pack his lover would ever need would be his, Gladio would make sure of it.
Ignis' demands are met with yeses, giving hin what he wants. Gladio is rough in shoving his hand down what was left of the man's pants, bur even as his hand grasps his cock to stroke he is lost in the heat of this moment. He has never felt anything like this before, and he tears ar his own clothes, too restricting and hot, to do his best to meet him, join him skin to skin.
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Date: 2018-03-04 04:11 am (UTC)Ignis' demands are met with yeses, giving hin what he wants. Gladio is rough in shoving his hand down what was left of the man's pants, bur even as his hand grasps his cock to stroke he is lost in the heat of this moment. He has never felt anything like this before, and he tears ar his own clothes, too restricting and hot, to do his best to meet him, join him skin to skin.
"Ignis-"