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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."

"As if that's possible."

He'd barely had time to grab his own portion when Gladio had hauled him onto his lap and while Ignis gave a perfunctory struggle, there was no real move to leave where he'd been placed. Not when he wanted to stay as close to Gladio as he could.

"You feed my ego like that and I'll suffocate on it, love."

He laughs, finally eating with great gusto even with one arm around Ignis, keeping him settled into his lap. Sure they were both a mess from having sex, but this was their own place. Gladio had a good handle on himself in the mornings and could clean up any mess just fine.

"Taste amazing, my love."

While Ignis naturally ate a bit slower than Gladio, he still tucked away the food pretty quickly. The praise, as always, brought a warm smile to his face. When they were young, Ignis had a habit of deflecting or ignoring praise since he wasn't sure how to handle it. Now, he took it with grace and when it came from Gladio, a quick kiss in gratitude.

Well, maybe two kisses.

Dinner was a quick affair, punctuated by a few quiet words from Ignis here and there. When they were done, he pointedly poked at Gladio's arm, clearly telling him to let him up so he could clean up.

"I made enough for two days so we'll have something here that will be easy to heat up. Noctis will just have to take care of his own food for the time being."

His food is so good and Gladio spends the time after eating it nuzzling the back of Ignis' neck happily, fingers stroking over fur.

"Mm, he can figure it out. He'll eat at pack meetings if nothing else. Besides, I've got plenty of appetite to keep you busy wirh."

Despite the poke to try and get him to move, his hands unstead settle on Ignis' hips as he shifts under the man, rutting uo against him with a groan. Enamored with the thought if his mate, all his for a few days... Well. It makes him rather amorous.

"Shameless."

It was a common 'complaint' Ignis had about Gladio and in time, it'd turned into a term of endearment from the slim man. In a way, he was surprised that Gladio had made it through a meal before his libido kicked into high gear. One thing he'd learned long ago was that his lover was a randy beast a good deal of the time.

Instead of pushing at him to get him, Ignis shifted in his lap, a slow, easy counterpoint to Gladio's motion as if Ignis was trying to egg him on without being too obvious about it.

"I've got to get dinner cleaned up."

Gladio did indeed have a high sex drive, and the full moon only magnified that- But despite the so called complaints on Ignis' end, he knew his lover did not actually mind. Ignis knew Gladio showed his affection best physically and on top of that, while Ignis had more trouble accepting praise in the past, he had always welcomed Gladio's affections. Even if the moment was inopportune and the bigger man had to be gently turned down, the pure love in approaching Ignis for sex, even if the method was soft or rough, was recognized for what it was.

"Do it later,"

He murmmers against him, one hand teasing a nipple while Gladio's pointed cock settles into the cleft of Ignis' ass as the man shifts in his lap. It only growing thicker and harder in each passing moment as the were ruts up against his mate.

"I promise it can wait, but I need you now, love."

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Each second that passed made it harder for Ignis to try and keep his head about him. The feel of that warm flesh sliding along his ass was so damned tempting and he knew that Gladio wasn't lying. He could feel his need. Hells, he could smell his need, but Ignis was Ignis. Even as a were, he was still so very Ignis.

"... at least let me put the leftovers up. Just two minutes."

Gladio grumbles but does let his lover up, already missing his warmth once he is out of his arms. Spending a full moon with his Mate is making him unbearably needy, but at the same time it was so so good, something that feels right to be joined together by.

"Lemme help then." He says, and well, he did make a bit of a mess with the sex from earlier, so he cleans up a bit as Ignis puts the food away. Not a second more however, because then he is quickly dragging his mate from the Kitchen to the bed, already nice and dark and nest-like.

Really, he did his best to be quick about it. After all, he knew that Gladio wouldn't be patient for long and sure enough, the moment Ignis had things put away neatly, he felt those strong arms close around him and he knew anything else was a lost cause. Shaking his head with a low chuckle, he let himself be pulled into the bedroom, not a single protest on his lips.

"You took two minutes quite literally, didn't you?"