Settled now, Gladio's hands slide up the man's back, over wiry muscle in his beautiful mate's build. He can small his want and knows his own need shows, even in how he presses up against the other, hips rolling underneath Ignis.

"I will then, but not now." Not on his first full moon with his mate. Ignis, who he adores and intends to be with for as long as he lived. "Right now is just fot us, my Ignis."

And Astrals, he needed to be with him, inside him soon.