This time, the flick of Ignis' tongue was to dampen his lips at the sound of that growl. In the last few weeks, he'd started to learn those noises from his lover for all the varied things they were from frustration to boredom to want and that.... that was want.

Smirking, he let his hand drag along Gladio's arm, up to rest on his shoulder even as he shifted back, pressing into the counter as if to show just how willing he was right then.

"Why are you still talking?"