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Of course Ignis would be fine. Gladio doesn't think there is anything that can slow him down, but that doesn't help the worry of the threat coming from himself. Normally he'd object at such a weak attempt to sidestep his promise, but his brain has been on the fritz and just the low murmmrrs of those words Ignis says screeches all of that to a halt.

Gladio swallows hard, lust flooding over his tongue. Of course he's though about it, sec with Ignis is amazing. Being away from him for three days, days where he spends most of his time wanting to run and fight and fuck bring that scenario up in his head often. His gorgeous lover underneath him, Gladio's nails clawing into his hips. Watching that tight, wonderful body take more and more of his wolf cock, all the way to the knot-

"You're a menace," Gladio groans, and he stops for a moment to drag Ignis closer in toward him, coaxing him up for a hot, needy kiss. "Fuck Iggy, I mean it, okay? One word from you and I'll run out the door if I've still got the mind for it."

The kiss was met eagerly, a low, happy groan rolling in the back of Ignis' throat as he let his lover dominate the contact. If it came down to it, he wouldn't let Gladio do anything that he'd end up feeling guilty for but he just knew that he could handle things if he had to. If that meant no sleep and limping tomorrow, then so be it. He didn't want to let Gladio spend another full moon alone if he could help it.

"Everything will be fine, love. I can handle it."

Astrals, he is so damn lucky to have a partner as amazing as Ignis. The reassurance does help, and he presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth before he lets him go, because they still have to get to the apartment.

"I'm lucky to have you, don't think I don't know that." He smiles, and when they start walking again he keeps his arm around him. Even if it slows them down a little, it's worth it, but it really doesn't take them too much longer to get back to their place.

...but he has to know. "So, how long have you been thinking about it?"

Having Gladio pressed close to his side might slow them down a little, but there's no sense of lingering out there like Ignis normally would. There's an energy to their pace now, Ignis' hand almost possessive where it rests against Gladio's back.

"I've always been curious what it would be like to be with a were, even before we started a relationship. Since then... I long since learned to hate the thought of you having to deal with it alone."

The two of them together in the quiet street is nice, too early for weres but too late for more normal people to come out. He listens, intrigued, and hooks his thumb through one of Ignis' belt loop.

"That so? I've never really heard about anyone really trying before, but if anybody can work it out, it's you."

On top of that, he's a little warm at Ignis thinking about him like that. Always caring after others. Their building looks up ahead and Gladio reaches for the door, opening it. When it shakes with too much force, Gladio look properly embarrassed, at least.

The shaking door was met with a soft chuckle and this time, he made sure to close it behind them, already reaching for his keys to let them into their apartment proper. He was glad the apartment was on the end of a hall since that meant quiet and in this case, less chance of a noise complaint ending up pinned on their door come morning.

He didn't speak again until he closed the apartment door behind them, quietly sliding the lock into place. As always, the place was tidy though thanks to Gladio being there, it looked lived in. If it was just Ignis, there would be no signs of daily life since he was tidy to the point of being said to be compulsive about it.

Keys went on the small table beside the couch, along with his wallet and anything else in his pockets before he finally turned to face Gladio.

"I know weres usually stick to their own kind, but I'm hardly a normal human either. I'm more a creature of the Court than human anymore. I know we can make it work."

Home now, Gladio starts the routine of taking off his jacket, his shoes, and once Ignis does the same he moved in to wrap his arms around the other, a pleased rumble escaping his chest as he nuzzles at Ignis' neck.

"We can. And look, even of this doesn't work, it's just a few days out of the month, it doesn't change anything else."

Because everything else is fine, as far as Gladio is concerned. Both of them have their hectic life with the crown, but they have been working through that for ages.

Ignis had just enough time to get his shoes toed off before he felt strong arms close around him. Sighing softly, he let himself lean against the warm bulk of his love, his head tipping to let him nuzzle his neck to his heart's content. Just being close to Gladio was soothing.

"It'll work. I'll make sure of it. I'd stay by your side for good if it weren't for our duty to the Crown."

Fuck. Those words send a tingle down his spine, loving and good but at the same time hitting all of his possessive instincts. Ignis as his and his alone if they did not have their duty, only his...

"I love you so much, you know that?" Gladio murmmrrs against him. Even as one hand moves to work the buttons of that stuffy shirt, teeth nipping at the first sign of bare skin. "Even duty, both of our duty doesn't change that, Iggy."

The wolf part of him tells Gladio that he needs to prove such to Ignis, right here and now.

The press of sharpened teeth against his skin made Ignis shiver. He knew how gentle Gladio could be, and this juxtaposition just made that sensation all the headier. There was a low, murmured warning about not tearing his shirt, though they both knew the closet was stuffed full of others almost exactly like it and deep down, Ignis likely wouldn't care. Oh, he might huff and fuss about it, but that was the Ignis the public saw, not the private one he kept tucked away for Gladio.

"I know and I love you for it."

Gladio murmmers an affirmation, sucking a mark dark on Ignis' skin. His clawed hands work on the shirt, and occasionally one of the buttons pop, especially with how he gets to the end and starts to fumble a bit.

"Mm, didn't mean to, but I'll make it up to you. You know I will, babe." He does let him go though, at least enough sense left to leave the living room, maybe. "Should get into the bedroom, tho, cuz I might not let you up again."

There was a low huff as he heard a button skitter across the floor, but it was clear he was teasing. He knew Gladio was good for his word and don't think the warning wasn't taken seriously. He pulled away from Gladio with a parting caress of a lingering hand before moving to head to the bedroom, shedding clothing along the way. If he didn't, he'd possibly end up with Gladio owing him more that just a new shirt.

Once he was in the bedroom, he was down to boxers and socks and not a strip more. There was a pause to see if Gladio had followed, even though deep down, he knew he'd be there.

"You'll have to let me go sometime, love."

Gladio had followed, and worked himself out of His tight pants on the way there with a slight growl of frustration. Left in just his boxers and tank top. His legs and arms have darker hair on them then before, and even the brief glimpse of the area the band of his boxers and the hem of his shirt has a dark trail of hair to it.

And Ignis, Ignis is gorgeous in front of him. Another time Gladio might give him a look that was more besotted, but now it was much more hungry.

"Sometime, but not anytime soon." Moving up to him, one hand sliding around Ignis' waist and the other into blond hair, his mouth brushing against his own. "But for now I don't, and once I'm in you, all the way to my knot, I'm gonna be there for a good long while."

His eyes are bright and piercing, more gold than their usual color, but for now Gladio was still with Ignis, and not simply just the werewolf he was."

Ignis chased Gladio's lips with his own, quietly demanding a kiss even as he shifted closer, leaning up into the contact. The hand in his hair never failed to pull a happy noise from Ignis and now was no different and damn if Gladio didn't use that little trick to push Ignis further into his own desire.

"Do you think I can take it? All of it?"

He wouldn't deny being a little apprehensive about the idea of taking Gladio's knot, but he couldn't deny the heady draw of it.

One of his hands slides through blond hair and down the back of Ignis neck, over his back and large hand comijng to rest posessive on the curve of his ass. That much about him hasn't changed, were or otherwise.

"I know that you're damn well gonna try, because that's how you do things." The kissing is great, but Gladio moves to sit on the bed, hand on Ignis guiding him along with him. He is already starting to get hard at the thought, and tight boxers don't to much to hide the outline of his cock. "And I know I'm in good hands with you, so I'll do whatever you like to get it to happen."

He squeezes the flesh under his hand and cloth before his other hand joins, stripping Ignis put of the last two parts of his clothes, his tank top son joining after.

As Gladio moved to sit on the bed, Ignis shifted to settle between his legs, skin prickling at the possessive sweep of that big hand along his skin. He could tease Gladio, playfully chide him for being so eager, but there was none of that now. Not when Gladio warm skin was under his fingers again, the digits sliding along his newly bared chest.

"I want you to do what you need to. What you want to. I can handle it."

Gods, how did he get so lucky? Gladio smiles and reaches up to tug the other in, onto the bed with him before rolling over and pinning Ignis to the soft bed beneath him.

"Alright Iggy, just let me take care of you." He growls, finally pulling his own boxers down, to his knees then kicking it off of the bed. Less self conscious about how his changed body with the lust he feels, especially when he wants to drag his mouth all over Ignis' body to put his sent onto him, which he does so right away.

While Ignis had been under Gladio many times before, there was a different sort of thrill to this time. This was something new and while Ignis had long since lost his nerves when he was so unfettered around Gladio, he felt the telltale pang of nerves settling heavy in the pit of his stomach. That growl doesn't help those nerves much, though not exactly for the same reason. There were few instances that hearing his lover growl during intimate moments didn't make his breath catch and now was no exception.

Slim fingers moved to tangle in coarse hair, tightening a bit against Gladio's scalp when his lips hit sensitive skin.

The man is happily marking up Ignis' skin with small nips and long kisses, adoring the whole length of his chest from his trim waist and jutting hipbones to over each nipple until it pebbles beneath his tongue, laving attention on the other with happy noises as he loves up to his collarbone.

There is no denying how hard Gladio is getting, and he rolls his hips down against Ignis, relishing the feeling of the man's body against his own. He knows that parts of him are different- Especially his cock, more pointed at the tip and canine, not to mention his knot- but the basics remain the same, working Ignis up into wanting him back is the same.

" Fuck. You're gonna feel so damn good, Iggy... you always do. I wanna see you with all the marks I can get on you, let every one know you're mine."

The differences remain something in the background thanks to Gladio's lips and teeth snatching away most of Ignis' attention. In the back of his mind, he knew he should tell Gladio not to leave marks where just anyone can see them, but words were growing more and more difficult with each pass of his lover's mouth against his skin. If there were marks to show for it (and he knew there would be), then he would bear the whispers and glances with pride. After all, look who gave them to him.

Teeth gritted over a low groan, Ignis slowly stretched under Gladio, absently arching into the pointed glide of Gladio's hips against his.

Happily enjoying the way Ignis relaxed and starts to get into it underneath it, Gladio knows that at some point he is going to lose himself in his were instincts, but until then he's going to enjoy this and make it as good for Ignis as he can. The other man's presence and abilities have always been very good at calming him down.

His hips roll against Ignis' own, coming back to kiss the other deeply as he likes them up and their focus slide against each other. A pleased groan escapes him, and Gladio murmmers Ignis name against him before taking them both in hand. Stroking themselves together to full hardness.

There's another thrill there at the feel of that strong hand wrapped around their cocks, easing both of them into a deeper arousal. He knew it wouldn't take too much on Gladio's part, if the heavy, hot length gliding along his was any indication. His own was well on its way to full hardness with each teasing stroke.

It was something he knew he should be careful with. Weres could be notoriously dangerous during a full moon and he knew he was courting injury if he let Gladio truly run wild, but there was some dark little part of him that wondered how far he could let the big man push him. What limits were there still?

Gladio is already sinking into his want, shown by the happy growl as kisses turn into licks, as he posessivly rubs his scent into his beautiful lover's skin. He wants all of him, so much of him...

"Iggy," He groans, aroused and needy. "You gotta... Grrr- Get ready for me? 'M can't focus long enough for it."

Which considering how Gladio loves taking his time with his lover, is certainly saying something.

He knew his lover couldn't last much longer. Not with the rough growl coloring his tone and growing deeper with each second. It wasn't easy, but he did his best to pull himself away from Gladio's busy mouth, hissing his own disappointment as his own instincts want to push him back against his lover for more.

"Love, you'll have to let me go for a few moments so I can go prepare myself. Can you wait for me?"

His voice was quieter now, easy and low, his accent like liquid smoke as he used whatever influence he had over the big man to try and settle him long enough to allow Ignis to do what he needed to.

"I'll make it worth your while. I promise."

Ignis pulls away from him and that is enough to make him pause, torn between objecting and yanking him back down against him. But his amazing, wonderful mate soothes him with his words, tinted with promise. Gladio's shoulders seem to relax at just hearing him like that. And even though he does roll over on the bed to follow him, he settles back into the sheets to watch.

"Hurry." He growls, low and eyes a bright color. It is all ou t of pure need for him, Gladio can think of little else. "I need you bad Ig. Wanna give you everything."

The fact he can still speak says volumes for his control. It was going to be a close thing to stop shifting once they were done.