The stretch was still there, but there was no pain. When Ignis hissed, it was nothing but pleasure as his body shifted to accommodate his large lover. Clawed hands dropped to slide along Gladio's shoulders, one drifting up to idly toy with the bite he'd left earlier, his claim to his mate. When he purred in pleasure, it was as much Gladio's work as it was the thought of knowing that his mate was his. There would be no questions from the pack when he joined them. If there was, then Ignis would settle them.