"We can make a den of our room when we get home, Iggy; You'll feel much better that way and I'll take good care of you the whole time."

After all, that was what a good mate did. Whatever Ignis needed or wanted was for Gladio to give him, especially as his heat drew on. Gladio has a feeling that he may get lucky and be clear headed this time, but sooner or later his instincts will consume him with just his want and need for Ignis.

With a low rumble the man wraps his arms around Ignis, pulling him into his chest to whisper into his ear.

"I'll give you what you need, my mate. When we get home, there's nothing that's gonna stop me from making you feel good."