Ignis finally understood. The instincts weren't the end all and be all, but they added a depth to those words. He'd always been Gladio's but now, it was something more. Something deeper. Something that pleased the beast in him to no end.
It would be easy to just close his eyes and let himself drift until Gladio was able to pull away from him, but he didn't want to. Moments like this, those sweet few minutes after a heady round of sex, were something Ignis loved. He'd huff and brush if off if anyone called him a romantic at heart, but deep down, he really was. Instead of dozing, he leaned his head against Gladio's with a soft sigh.
"Other than a bit of... stiffness, I'm fine. A bit tired, maybe."
He was sore, there was no doubt about it. Between the still livid marks littering his skin and the muscles still acing in protest to how they'd been used, he'd be sore for a little while.
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It would be easy to just close his eyes and let himself drift until Gladio was able to pull away from him, but he didn't want to. Moments like this, those sweet few minutes after a heady round of sex, were something Ignis loved. He'd huff and brush if off if anyone called him a romantic at heart, but deep down, he really was. Instead of dozing, he leaned his head against Gladio's with a soft sigh.
"Other than a bit of... stiffness, I'm fine. A bit tired, maybe."
He was sore, there was no doubt about it. Between the still livid marks littering his skin and the muscles still acing in protest to how they'd been used, he'd be sore for a little while.