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Now that Ignis was wrapped around him both hands held onto the other, gripping the cheeks of his ass to both hold his weight and hold Ignis apart for him. Normally he would let the other slip down onto him, but this time he keeps him there. That thick cockhead rubbing againt his slick entrance, enticing and teasing them both.

"Not until you say it."

He groans, and Gladio's hips roll up to press the tip against soft flesh, just barely parting around him before he pulls back. He continues to shallowly fuck the other like that, nice and slow and promising his cock to the man without ever giving it to him.

"Come on babe, you know what I want to hear."

A low grumble of noise was a clear sign of Ignis' displeasure at being teased, but Gladio was right. He knew what the big man wanted to hear. He'd been teasing his lover for days now, telling him he really would make him court him as a proper were should, but they both knew better. Ignis had been Gladio's since long before his recent change and even that upheaval wouldn't change that. Nothing would.

They belonged to each other and Ignis wanted to make that clear to the entirety of the pack when he faced them.

"You know I am. Your mate. Only yours. I wouldn't allow anyone else to touch me like you do. I'd kill them if they tried."

Gladio was aware that it was teasing, but it still had made him grumpy on occasion. Getting Ignis to say the words now brought hin great pleasure, and he bites a mark dark on his skin once he is satisfied with his words.

"Fuck- Thats good, thats what I wanna here. You are all mine and I am all yours."

Gladio sighs happily and finally, finally rolling his hips up as he lets Ignis push down, sinking deep into him in a slow push. He takes his time in this particular moment, wanting his lover to feel good even as he feels the stretch, and he groans happily as he nuzzles into his neck.

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The push was met with a low, shuddering groan. Even now, after his own climax and Gladio's prep, it was still work to take his lover's thick cock and while Ignis wasn't exactly patient about it, he did his best to lit himself sink down on that length slowly. The stretch shifted into a faint burn as muscles moved to accept the intrusion and all the while, Ignis kept groaning.

This close to the moon, Ignis was fighting to stay human but when he clenched his fingers into Gladio's shoulders, his nails were a good deal sharper than before, already lengthening into claws.

"Do it. Claim me, love. Make it hurt."

Gladio can never resist Ignis when he begs him. How could anyone? But he was the only one who got to see it, to hear it, and he can feel both pride and need swell up in him at having permission to claim him, make him his mate.

"That's it babe. You just let me do all the work for you." He purrs, and rolls his shoulders back into those growing claws, encouraging the change. Gladio on the other hand is pretty steadily human, but that will change, after all he had promised to claim him both ways. Deep in his lover now he finally moves- Pulling back, slipping out of him with the slick noise of lube and flesh as he holds his weight.

...Then a moment later his hips snap forward, entering his lover in one fast thrust to push all the way back in. His thick cock opening him up wide as he starts a pace that digs the small of Ignis' back against the kitchen counter, groaning all the while while he starts to fuck him hard and fast.

Hard, fast and claiming.

Ignis knew that when he went to face the pack, there would be no doubt as to who he was meant to be with. There would be no courting offers because there would be no need. Their connection would be crystal clear to all, in scent and marks and attitude.

There was a low noise of displeasure when he felt Gladio pull back out of him, fingers grasping at him even harder now as he leaned against his, his face burrowed against the side of Gladio's neck. It didn't last, though. Just as Ignis was about to pull back to truly voice his frustration, Gladio thrust into him hard enough that it stole away his breath. He choked out a sharp cry, clinging to Gladio as his back took the brunt of the counter's edge but right then, that didn't even register. All that Ignis felt and knew was his mate, taking up all his senses.

It is rare that Ignis gets so noisy, but Gladio greedily locks onto it as he hears his cries. Gladio's thrusts move with the speed and power of a freight train, that large cock slipping in and out of him with slick, obscene noises of flesh against flesh. Gladio intends to fuck his lover senseless, and his low growls and filthy words only egg that on.

"That's right Iggy, lemme hear you." He growls, voice more were than human, encouraging the other. "You feel so good around my cock. The only place I belong. 'M gonna show you again and again."

Even if he has trouble walking after- Hell, Gladio hasn't even decided if he is going to let Ignis up at all yet. And if he is, it will not be without a plug to keep his seed in him, because there is no way his lover is getting away without being bred and marked full from him.

The slap of flesh meeting flesh drowned out everything but Gladio's voice and the sound of his own pulse pounding in his ears. Everything else fell by the wayside as Ignis clung to Gladio like he was the only thing left in the world. At that moment, he was everything in Ignis' world. The earlier trepidation about meeting up with the pack for a formal introduction, his quiet nerves about facing his first full moon as a new were... it all faded away under Gladio's rough thrusts and his demanding words and his growling voice.

The cry had faded away, but there was no hiding the rough panting from Ignis. Each hard breath painted Gladio's skin, matching the pace of his thrusts and when it got to be almost too much, Ignis' teeth found skin there at the side of Gladio's neck, marking Gladio's skin where none could mistake it.

That bite- It is perfect, startling and so good. Ignis' instincts know why he picked that place, why Gladio's eyes nearly roll into the back of his head with a hard moan and his pace stutters briefly. Ignis' teeth sink into Gladio and push his scent in as Gladio pushes his out.

It doesn't matter that they arent fully transformed, not when Gladio accepts Ignis' mark so readily that the man's name is a messy stutter from his lips. The bite itself will fade one day but not the gentle scent of Ignis on him, now or ever.

"Iggy- I'm gonna-" He groans, and because his hands are full with holding him up he can't wrap his hand around the man's cock. Instead his pace quickens to chase the edge or orgasm he can feel just right in front of him, and it won't take him much longer than that to spill deep into his lover, his mate for life.

Hearing his name shudder out of Gladio like that just made Ignis bite down harder, growling low in his throat. The sound was heavy and possessive and if anyone were close enough to hear it, they might think an animal had sunk its teeth into Gladio's skin. In a way, it had. Ignis was rapidly starting to give into his base instincts, wanting to soak up his mate's scent and presence as much as he could and woe anyone that tried to stop him.

When he pulled back, his lips were streaked with blood as he purred his pleasure against Gladio's neck, then up to drift along his jaw. Each thrust jarred him now, but there was no complaint in that pliant body. Ignis was just as eager for it as Gladio was.

The slick, obscene sounds of Gladio's cock thrusting in and out of his mate's pliant body only contribute to the bigger man hitting his peak. Holding him up, being marked as his, it was all too much for him. Gladio's hard thrusts encourage Ignis to give and take whatever he wants from him, even if ir means transforming, but pure desperation at wanting to hold out, to fuck him for longer keep Gladio human, although a tightly wound up one.

One thrust, then another, and Gladio practically roars his pleasure, not caring who hears. He pushes himself deep into his mate and releases, coming inside of Ignis in hot, thick spurts that keep coming and coming even as his thighs tremble with extertion, body locking up to hold them together. The sight of Ignis' mouth cherry red after claiming him so the only thing as his vision and senses face only focusing on this, on them.

Just as Gladio's voice was dying off after his noisy completion, Ignis surged up as much as he could, catching his lips in a fervent, almost violent kiss. He was still human, but between the brilliant, almost feverish color of his eyes and the claws that were still dug into Gladio's skin showed it was just barely. Right then, he was teetering on the edge of his change, the act of claiming his mate pushing him to the limit.

It was only his will that kept him from giving in, but that was wavering fast.

"You smell so good."

Gladio pants into the kiss, unable to catch his breath, but if it meant kissing Ignis for longer he did not need air. Just his lover, his mate, his everything. Doibg his best not to jostle them he folds a leg underneath him as he takes a step back, Ignis still held up by him but put into his lap as he settles, bare assed onto the floor.

"I smell like you." He murmmers, dazed and some of the few words he can put together. Now that he has come Ignis' transformarion in progress is also getting to him, and he burys his face into the man's neck to breathe him in, body hair thickening all over the place as he tries to calm down.

Even on his way down, Ignis clung to Gladio like a burr. Right then, there was no way he'd let him go if he had his way. Not when his lover smelled so good and was so warm against his skin. Rumbling under his breath, Ignis moved just enough to slide a clawed hand into Gladio's hair, the touch deceptively gentle as he carded his fingers through the thickening strands.

"You smell like us."

His voice was slowly sharpening, losing that cultured edge as the change slowly slid over him, each second pushing him closer to his were side.

Us, them. He calls out softly underneath the other and lets his transformation come, nuzzling his lover and mouthing softly over the spot on Ignis' neck. One that would soon bear a matching mark, when they were ready.

"I do, and I always want to." He lets himself change, arms sliding off around Ignis so they can shift if need be- A good idea since he was still inside of him, but if Ignis doesn't move, he clearly does not mind.

"Let me mark you too?"

Gladio moving wasn't what Ignis wanted, but when he felt his mouth ease along his neck, it mollified him a bit more than he realized. Sighing under his breath, he let his arms move just enough to follow Gladio's lead, but don't think he moved other than that. Not when he was right where he wanted to be. Instead, he purred his approval, his head tipping in clear invitation and agreement.

Ignis would most definitely get the fill of him later knot and all, that was a promise. But for now Gladio let's himself change, hands becoming huge and paw like, sharp claws instead of nails he stays two legged for now so he can wrap his arms back around Ignis.

"My mate..." Gladio sighs, happy and a promise both. Then, slow and claiming, he sinks his teeth into the man, hard and breaking skin to leave a livid mark, to leave his scent to mix with his.

It was the most exquisite thing he'd ever felt. Pleasure lanced through the brightest of pain, all knotting up low in his belly as he groaned, his hands shaking as he let the euphoria of it all wash over just as much as their mingled scents did. It left him dazed and panting, clinging even more to Gladio now, not even realizing that he'd changed more as well, skin already covered in that soft, ashy brown fur and claws as deadly and delicate as his usual elegant fingers. Two legs for now, but four later.

Growling low into Ignis, Gladio's scent busts from him thick and fast, pushing deep into his mate as his teeth do to mark him permanently. Even with the tang of blood flooding into his mouth, the sweet taste of his skin taking on his marks.

Once he is happy with the mark, he leans back, hands sliding up to frame his love's face.

"My mate..." He sighs happily, and kisses Ignis long and slow. Words are hard changed like this, so instead he simply just shows him.

Brilliant eyes opened when he felt those big hands move to settle on the sides of his face, locking onto the vivid gaze of his mate. When Gladio leaned in to kiss him, Ignis met him halfway, sighing into the kiss. Right then, nothing else mattered. Not the world, not their duty (though Ignis would never admit that outloud). It was all about them.

The world could go hang. So could the pack. He had everything he wanted right there.

His entire world is all of this moment, of Ignis weight on top of him and that soft, silky fur against his own. Gladio sighs happily and rumbles his contentness deep in his chest. After a more traded kisses he pulls away, amber eyes bright.

"How do you feel?"

Ignis chased him as he pulled away, gleaning one more kiss before he reached up and slid his fingers along Gladio's jaw. How did he feel? He felt a thousand things. Contentment. Belonging. Want. Satisfaction. So many things...

"... not sure. Right now, a bit tired."

One more kiss turns into another, neither of them wanting to be too far away after just securing their bond. They are on the kitchen floor however, so Gladio offers up a solution.

"Mm, how about you get up and check on the stew love, and I'll pull the blankets out for our bed. If the food's not ready we can take a nice long shower together to clean up."

...Or go for another romp on the bed, says his body language. Gladio clearly does not mind either way, but he does have the urge to make their bed- Their den more comfortable for his mate.

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Chuckling under his breath, Ignis eased himself up slowly, absently reaching up to run his clawed fingers over the still oozing bite that Gladio had left on his neck. It was almost as if he couldn't quite take his eyes away from his mate, but he figured that was instinct pushing him, especially now.

The stew was close enough to being done that he reluctantly offered it up. He knew food was necessary and damn it, he'd worked hard on their dinner, but he really wanted to do just what Gladio had suggested. Still, food first. They'd need all the energy they could get not only tonight, but for the next few nights as well. One thing he'd learned since his first change was that he was eating more and burning it off just as fast.

"Food now. Clean up later."

Gladio chuckles at the obvious disappointment in his lover's voice as he served it up. Instead if letting him take his own chair he pulled Ignis into his lap as he sat down, not wanting to be away from the other man for too long. The blankets were all tossed onto their bed in a messy pile to nest in,

"Food now, but you aren't going anywhere." He growls playfully, happy that the man is in his lap. "I'll try not to be too distracting, babe."