It'd always been something heady between them, even when they were young. Gladio had been his first in almost everything and while time had matured them, there was still a sense of raw youth in the way that Ignis seemed to soak up all the attention Gladio gave him. Now, even more so. The changes in him made him crave that attention from Gladio even if the more rational side of him knew that he'd always have it.

The glide of a heavy, wolven cock against so deep inside him made him writhe, his head tipped back as his hissed out his pleasure, his hands scrabbling for purchase on Gladio's broad shoulders.