Gladio is so glad when Ignis seems to listen to him, through he knows it isn't over yet, not by a longshot. Even as he turns back to human, brilliant and beautiful Gladio's large, paw like hands continue to move over him steadily.
Back in his human skin is good, but Gladio hadn't been prepared for the sight of all his marks still all over Ignis' fair skin. His breath hitches briefly as his fingers slide down to the bruises on the man's thighs, gently pressing into them, even as he leans his warm, heavy weight against the man's back for him to sink into.
"Oh gorgeous, I'm so sorry. Were you afraid of me? You don't have to be. I'll never hurt you unless it's to make you feel good."
He has changed back to mostly human as well, considering his need to concentrate on talking. Mostly in the face, but all of it, even caught in the middle of a shidt, is familiar and Gladio, everything Ignis already knows.
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Back in his human skin is good, but Gladio hadn't been prepared for the sight of all his marks still all over Ignis' fair skin. His breath hitches briefly as his fingers slide down to the bruises on the man's thighs, gently pressing into them, even as he leans his warm, heavy weight against the man's back for him to sink into.
"Oh gorgeous, I'm so sorry. Were you afraid of me? You don't have to be. I'll never hurt you unless it's to make you feel good."
He has changed back to mostly human as well, considering his need to concentrate on talking. Mostly in the face, but all of it, even caught in the middle of a shidt, is familiar and Gladio, everything Ignis already knows.