It was the most exquisite thing he'd ever felt. Pleasure lanced through the brightest of pain, all knotting up low in his belly as he groaned, his hands shaking as he let the euphoria of it all wash over just as much as their mingled scents did. It left him dazed and panting, clinging even more to Gladio now, not even realizing that he'd changed more as well, skin already covered in that soft, ashy brown fur and claws as deadly and delicate as his usual elegant fingers. Two legs for now, but four later.