Sure enough, the responsible side of him was losing ground. How could it not when all of Ignis' attention seemed to lock in on the thumb sliding along his lips and the way Gladio's shifting muscles made his ink move with them. He couldn't help but let his tongue flick out, barely teasing at the tip of Gladio's thumb as it passed along his lips.
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Date: 2018-03-26 05:03 pm (UTC)"We wouldn't want that, would we?"