Gladio sighs happily, nearly purring in pleasure as he returns those kisses, and words as well.

"And I, yours." For werewolves, claiming is a big thing, but Gladio also knows Ignis, Ignis for just who he was-Understands that Gladio loves him completly, and not becauae of his instincts.

"All yours, always." Still locked inside of him means they will not be going anywhere anytime soon, so Gladio rests his head on his lover's shoulder, happy to stay there with him.

"Are you okay?"