At that bared throat, Gladio shifts in closer to his lover, half listening as his mouth works a mark dark over the man. High on his neck and claiming, this one he puts on here much more gently then the last few have been, teasing kisses that suck at skin instead of bites.

"Mm, if all I had was you, I'd be good." He purrs, arms sliding into the blankets to touch his lover, more than happy to be there. "But if you're hungry, I can go start a campfire..."