The mark, though almost hidden by Ignis' ashy fur, was still livid and raw and fresh. Gladio's lips settled over it and drew a low groan from Ignis as he canted his head a bit. He had no idea that his mate's contact there could be so heady.
Hot flesh sliding against his own pulled another soft noise from him which only grew louder when he felt Gladio's strong hand close around both of them. It was all too easy to let his hips roll into that touch while a hand moved to settle on Gladio's, his fingers joining as Gladio's stroked.