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He chuckles, not at Ignis, but how easily they can finally relax like this. It is nice, and with Ignis in his lap he runs his hands up the man's chest, fingers finding and teasingly plucking at the buttons of his shirt.

"Oh? I didn't know that was the plan. Sounds interesting... Just what are you planning?"

Don't think he didn't lean into that contact, a low rumble curling in his chest at the feel of Gladio's hands on him. There was something comforting down to his bones knowing that Gladio wanted him, even now that things were changing for Ignis.

"I'm... not. That's what's so odd. I'm not planning a thing. I'm just going to... be. For once. At the moment, I'm planning on dozing for a little while since I didn't sleep well the last few nights. Care to join me?"

"It would be my pleasure."

Gladio rumbled happily, loving their contact like this. He takes another chance at stealing a kiss as Ignis leans in, nice and slow to set their mood. He is very glad he had brought all those blankets as well as a slightly roomier tent. On top of getting Ignis back in his right state, he can already feel the need to court his mate rising up through his veins.

"Come to the tent with me?"

Another soft rumble was muffled into the kiss before he finally let himself up, his hands lingering on Gladio for a moment longer. Still, the warmth of the sun and the fresh air was lulling him into sleepiness so after a quick smile, he climbed off of Gladio's lap, his hand automatically seeking his mate's as he padded off toward the tent.

Astrals, Ignis is wonderful. Gladio pads adter him like a lovesick puppy, hand in his and only leaving to get into the tent. He strips down into just swestpants which are just as likely to be thrown off before they reemerge from the tent and settles down with his lover, sleeping bags and a mattress pad making a great base for their rather luxurious tent. He has not spared much thought on much else beside the food, considering they would be spending a good several hours just enjoying their company.

And they do. Gladio has Ignis in his arms before they fall asleep, and his lover unconsciously shifts himself around enough to have him let go. But Gladio is never too far from him, and once Ignis settles in the sleepy were rolls over until his warm body is pressed to his mate one more time.

Doze wasn't even what Ignis did. He was out like a light thanks to being so worn after the trying week he'd had. By the time he awoke, the sun was low, lending a warm orange light to everything. He was down to his boxers and hot as a furnace thanks to how close he was to Gladio.... and the mound of blankets that he'd ended up in. Unbeknownst to him, he'd huffed and shuffled and grumped in his sleep and ended up pulling away from Gladio just enough to snag one, then more of the blankets that the bigger were had brought until he'd just collapsed into the middle of them like some prissy, broody chocobo in a nest.

Still sleepy green eyes blinked as Ignis struggled to rid his brain of the fog clouding it, grumbling as he fought to keep from going back to sleep.

Ignis' grumbling draws Gladio's attention as it had throughout their rest, scooting closer to him looking to soothe. His way kd soothing however seems a little more... well, special, and while Ignis is surrounded by his sheets, on his legs the heavy weight of his mate lays.

Until the waking up grumbling starts. A fee moments later he is draped over top of him fully now, still mostly asleep and heavy weight squishing Ignis into the softness of the nest he had created, Gladio's big body happy to drap over him so.

Yawning, Ignis scratched at his cheek before he absently pushed at Gladio's shoulder as if to get his attention. He was still hazy enough from sleep to be a bit confused as to why in the hells he was there in the middle of a thick bundle of blankets, but having Gladio close enough that his scent was almost all that Ignis could smell was soothing.

There was a moment where he almost asked what was going on, but instead, he just let his hands drift along Gladio's warm skin, fingers sketching idle patterns as he let his mind drift a bit.

Gladio rumbles sleepily, liking how Ignis touched him gently awake like this. He is so use to it from their home that it doesn't take him long to wake, and when he does he leans in to kiss along his lover's neck.

"Mm, you're awake already?" He sounds a bit amused, but enjoys how Ignis traces over his tattoos, feathers in inky black on tan skin.

"Thought you might sleep longer since you're nesting, babe."

He couldn't help the happy purr that the feel of Gladio's lips along his throat pulled from him. Eyes sliding closed, he tipped his head a bit, instinct leading him to bare his throat for his mate even as his hands slowed down in their paths along patterned skin.

"Still a little sleepy. A little hungry. A little bit of everything."

At that bared throat, Gladio shifts in closer to his lover, half listening as his mouth works a mark dark over the man. High on his neck and claiming, this one he puts on here much more gently then the last few have been, teasing kisses that suck at skin instead of bites.

"Mm, if all I had was you, I'd be good." He purrs, arms sliding into the blankets to touch his lover, more than happy to be there. "But if you're hungry, I can go start a campfire..."

There was no fussing about the mark that Gladio was working into his skin. Not when it made the were in him happy to bear his mate's mark and the human side not worried about anyone else seeing it. Out here, there was no proper or improper. All there was was what they wanted and right then, Ignis was wavering on what he wanted.

He was hungry, but that damned mouth on his skin made him hungry in another way. Rumbling his approval, he let his hands glide along Gladio's arms, clearly liking the way all that skin felt under his fingers.

"A campfire might be good."

Even as he spoke, his hands kept mapping out Gladio's skin, fingers lingering along a scar. He clearly didn't want to let him go just yet.

Gladio is happy to cuddle and touch his lover like this, the mark on Ignis one that will last for a bit. Claiming, though they both already know and have known for awhile that Ignis is his as much as Gladio is back.

"Could go ahead and start one for you." He sighs. Leaning in toward him, however, presses more of his weight down on Ignis instead. His arms slide up, one hand resting on his lover's cheek as he finds his lips to kiss him, and the other curling around his back.

He could get up... or he could enjoy Ignis for just who he was right now.. his partner, his mate, his lover.

It the back of his mind, Ignis knew that they likely wouldn't get a lot done the first night. Not when Gladio's scent is thick around him in the rumpled nest he'd built. Not when Gladio's weight was heavy atop him, bearing down in just the right way to be comfortable and not oppressive like some might think.

"A fire would be a good idea-"

The words were cut off by another kiss, this one initiated by Ignis. He leaned in slowly, eyes hazy as if he couldn't help himself. The adviser was drawn to Gladio, instincts pleased with the continued contact.

No, despite their words Gladio does not think he will be going anywhere anytime soon. He rumbles happily into the kiss, thumb sweeping over his mate's jawline, wanting and needing to press closer.

"Later." He murmmers, and this is a little more familiar, Gladio's amorous behavior and the way he presses into Ignis, his stiffening cock grinding into his lover's hip. "Eight now, I want you..."

"I was hoping you'd say that."

Another kiss, and a sigh as Ignis reached up to tangle his hands in Gladio's hair. For now, it was all slow and easy now that he wasn't fighting the demands of his body. This was something familiar in a sea of uncertainty and that made Ignis cling to Gladio even tighter.

""Wouldn't want to deny you anything, babe."

He presses his face happily into Ignis' shoulder after the kiss ends, rubbing his scent into the marks on his mate's neck as his free hand finds its way down his body. Slow and easy, but his goal obviously to take ofd Ignis' boxers.

"Besides, It's nice to see you so relaxed...i want you to enjoy it."

Ignis moved with Gladio to help get rid of his boxers, sighing softly as he tipped his head to give Gladio access to as much of his neck as he could want. Even now, that haze remained in his brain, leaving him almost pliant as he slowly carded a hand through Gladio's hair.

"I always enjoy it, love. I always enjoy you."

Gladio's own sweatpants come off as well, happy to cage his mate against him, to take them both in hand and sigh with pleasure as he strokes them. Something about this is different than their normal morning sex-The same amount of want and love is there, but he still feels so much closer to him. Gladio had truly considered Ignis his mate and the one his heart belonged to before, but it seems so much deeper now. Like he never has to worry about it.

"Then tell me how you want me, my love. I'll give you anything you want."

One thing he'd noticed since his change was how much his libido had increased. No wonder Gladio was so amorous so often. While Ignis still thought that some of that was purely a Gladio thing, he understood it a bit better now. It was a primal urge and from what he'd read, something common when around one's chosen mate.

Even now, it seemed like things between himself and Gladio were just right.

Biting off a low groan, Ignis shifted restlessly against Gladio. He was already half hard just from being around his partner and knowing that he could do as he wished only made him thicken even more in Gladio's knowing hand. Still, saying it was vastly different than feeling it for the normally taciturn man.

"... that's hardly fair."

Gladio chuckles, working the both of them up with a steady, experienced hand. He knows how to make them both feel good, even as his mouth wanders downward, finding intresting spots to drag his tongue across.

"Mm, I might wanna hear you say it." He admits, a little teasing, but his eyes are warm.

Of course he would. Gladio seemed to delight in pushing Ignis in so many ways. When they were younger, it would irritate the adviser. Now, he knew that Gladio was always a bit of a challenge but always in the best way. He wanted Ignis to push beyond himself, to go for more even in their most intimate moments.

The hand in Gladio's hair tightened a bit even as Ignis tried to keep the low growl from his voice.

"Is that so? Why?"

That growl makes him smirk, knowing it was a reaction that couldn't be helped. He presses a kiss just above Ignis' nipple as his mouth moves lower, then raises his head-very wolf like- and his eyes meet his.

"I want to hear my beautiful, gorgeous mate say how much he wants me, and what he wants me to do to bring him the pleasure I know he deserves."

There was no way Ignis could've looked away even if he wanted to. For a long moment, all he could see was the amber of Gladio's eyes and he was more than content to drown in it. Licking his lips, he slowly blinks his eyes, as if loathe to break that contact before his hand tightens up even more in Gladio's hair.

"I can't even express how much I want you. Perhaps I should show you instead."

Growling again, Ignis let Gladio go only to push at his shoulder, clearly wanting him off of him for the moment.

Those gorgeous green eyes are Gladio's weakness, and as Ignis looks at hin he can't help but fall deeper and deeper in love with him. When he is pushed away, Gladio goes with a laugh, hand coming off of their cocks and letting the grip in his hair guide him.

"Anything you want, babe. I'm all yours."