He would've whined in frustration if Gladio hadn't already so neatly distracted him with a press of his lips against Ignis' wrist. Just that quick hint of skin to skin contact made Ignis' skin prickle and his breath catch. There was no hesitation when he felt his hand settled against Gladio's shoulder, fingers already stretching to glide along the mating mark he'd left on Gladio's skin months ago.

"... can't wait."