Ignis was wrapped up in everything Gladio. His scent. The sound of his breathing as he worked to keep the pace slow.The feel of soft fur against him. His warmth. Everything that made Gladio, Gladio. There was the faint burn of muscles being pushed again, but the deeper thrust just made Ignis sigh his pleasure as he leaned up, lips seeking Gladio's for a kiss.

His body shifted and writhed with Gladio's, groaning approval low in the back of his throat as he felt that know tease at already stretched skin. There was no denying how much he wanted it and even if there was, the way his body moved to try and press down a bit more demanding had to be a clear show.