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Ignis crys out and Gladio growls, more wolf than man right now. It can't be helped, not when Ignis has offered himself so- his loving, attractive, wonderful mate underneath him.

" 'M gonna breed you so good, Iggy."

He snarls, picking up the pace, doing nothing short of pounding into the other. His thick, canine cock slides into the tight passage of his was all the way up to the knot over and over, making good use of the position of Ignis under him like this. Ignis had teased him abou t being fucked like a bitch in heat before, and now it was nothing short of true.

"People will smell me on you for days. Know you're mine and mine alone. Know I filled you up so much and gave you my knot because you're my mate." Each sentence is short and punctuated by hard thrusts, Gladio's heavy weight leaned into the other that it has to be the only thing he can feel. That and the knot pressing each time against his tight entrance, slowly growing larger.

"That's what you want, Isn't it my Iggy? My mate? For me to give everything to you until I'm out of control, and curl up next you you as the wolf that I really am?"

He's close. Close in just shoving his knot on through, in completly finishing turning. He doesn't know how much longer Ignis has the man thst he is use to to deal with, but at this rate that window is closing fast.

By now, Ignis was pliant under Gladio, his body a receptacle for anything Gladio wanted to give him. He'd never seen his lover so forceful and while he enjoyed it, it wasn't something he was sure he could do all the time. It was too intense but he couldn't deny the thrill of knowing that few had ever tried this. Few had ever managed to willingly take on a were during the moon, knowing full well what they were in store for.

In a way, Ignis really hadn't had a clue what he was signing up for when he told Gladio that he wanted him to stay.

Gladio's words were heard and processed, but there was no response from the slim man other than a shaky nod. It was rapidly growing to be almost too much and for a moment, he almost told Gladio to stop even though he was almost there-

Another shaky breath and he turned his head to the side, lips parted as he panted and writhed underneath his lover.

His enhanced senses let him see, smell, hear Ignis so much better that Gladio wondered how he had managed to stay away from him dying the full moon this long. He groans behind the other, voice buried between his shoulderblades, touching in an encouraging manner. One hand wraps around Ignis neglected cock, giving it a few strokes.

"It's okay Iggy, come for me, mate." He purrs out, and does everything he can to get him there. He knows the other will tense up, but those moments after, when he softens and becomes pliant...

That is what he is looking for, the opportunity to slip in his knot.

A few more strokes, a few more thrusts and he does just that, hot ropes of white spilling over Gladio's hand and into the bedding. He doesn't cry out, though. Instead, a low, hungry noise slipped through his lips as he let his mind go blank in the wave of pleasure his climax sent through him. The bliss was downright painful in its intensity and Ignis knew that he'd been useless for quite some time after. Hells, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to walk...

Fuck. Gladio cat help but enjoy this, wanting more from his lover. He groans against Ignis skin, continuing to thrust into him to encourage his mate to feel good. That is what he wants from this, despite being so very focused on the end goal.

And finally when the man goes pliant underneath him, Gladio reaches between them. Holding his lover steady, hand low in his belly, he finally rolls his hips against him to push deeper into him, his knot finally pushing him further open to slip into his mate.

He couldn't help it. The moment he felt the knot slip in, he tensed back up. It was instinct to try and shift away from the thick press against his entrance and when he moved enough, it hurt. Shuddering, he panted out Gladio's name, his hands clenching in the bedding even as the rest of his body went still while he waited to see if the painful pressure would even out, then ease up some.

Gladio let's a soothing noise rumble through his chest, hoping to relax his tense lover. It isn't easy, Ignis isn't built for this and Gladio can hardly keep his wife about him, especially as worked up and close as he was.

"Iggy..." He growls out, hand his free hand at the man's hip slides down to find one of his hands, reaching to tangle their fingers together. He aches with need inside the other and he knows that he's made him far too full, but hhe can't help but squeeze that hand in his before pushing that little bit further to finally knot the other.

The relief for Gladio is instant. The big man nearly slumps against his mate's back as he allows himself to stop holding back, a few quick thrusts and he finds himself done for, rutting instincts finally satisfied. With that comes the hot, thick spill of his cum into the other, wolf instincts pleased with the way they locked together, of the guarantee thst Ignis will be so very full of him.

It was going to take a while for him to come out of his blissed out daze, but his arm around the other still holds firm, keeping Ignis up and to him as much as his knot kept him deep in the man's ass.

Ignis' hand was shaking when Gladio's fingers tangled up with his. He couldn't help it. It was too much. The stretch of the knot hadn't died down any, at least to Ignis' mind and when he felt the heavy rush of Gladio's orgasm into his body, it left him groaning softly. Too full. Too hot. Too much. Still, it might be too much, but he'd come too far. Gladio was locked into his body now and there was no telling how long they'd stay as they were.

Gladio feels so damn good even as he feels Ignis tremble beneath him. Catching his breath he curls posessievly around him, not wanting to let him go just yet.

"Babe," He sighs at his back, a rumbling purr of contentness escaping him. He rubs his hand over his stomach gently, sliding over to the small of his back to try and ease some of the ache. "My sweet love. You did so good for me."

The praise warmed Ignis' soul, even though his body was still faintly protesting what had happened. The pain was receding into that 'pushed too far' ache that Ignis knew he'd been feeling for quite some time, but hearing that contentment from his lover was worth it. Each pass of Gladio's hand eased him a bit more, and while he wasn't exactly as pliant as he had been before, a good deal of the tension in his body slowly bled away.

With Gladio's arm around him, Ignis can feel the extra heat the man was giving off, how furry his arms have become, more lycan than man. He coos a few more pleased words before gently urging his lover over, onto the bed on his side so that he was more comfortable. Even if it was a little bit, and not needing to worry about holding up his own weight on top of that. With Gladio still inside hin the were was glued to his back, but clearly settled down despite the full moon from having his urges sated. Ignis would bot need to worry about him moving or pulling at the knot anytime soon.

It was all too easy to let Gladio guide him like this, sighing softly as he settled a bit awkwardly on the bed. While the position wasn't exactly comfortable, it was better than before, with that blazing heat behind him as much weight as presence. Now, he could absently shift back into that hot embrace and let his mind drift a bit, gradually growing more and more pliant as time went on.

Theyn stay like this for awhile, perhaps the better part of an hour. Gladio doesnt concern himself with the time, not when he is like this, and it is even better because he is sharing it with Ignis. His wonderful, amazing Ignis. The knot had slowly started to deflate as they drift in the bliss of joining together, and Gladio's sharp senses can tell when it starts to be safe to move.

He doesn't, instead showers his tired and sore lover with as much adoration as a were could. He doesn't talk much in his Lycan form, but does take the time to sink big, paw like hands into Ignis' hips massaging them until he relaxes.

Eveantually he's finally gone soft, cock still laying deep in the other, his cum making a mess of his thighs and the sheets both as it leaks out. Gladio nuzzles his mate after he thinks they have waited long enough not to hurt him, waiting for the go ahead from Ignis before he does any pulling away. He would be just as happy laying all night together like this, but he did want to take care of his lover.

Had he dozed off? Perhaps. Enough time had passed that when Gladio's hands settled on his hips, he shifted a bit as if he hadn't been expecting the contact. He had no idea how long had passed while they'd lay there, locked together. All he knew was that his body ached fiercely and the bed was a mess.

It was a sign of just how worn he was that he didn't fuss about the state of the bed and the fact that he could feel their spend slowly sliding down his skin, gone cold now. There was nothing more than a soft grumble and a faint grimace once he registered the sensation, but he still didn't move.

Gladio sighed behind him at that grumble, nuzzling him with his face, much more elongated into a snout now that he has transformed. A happy rumble escapes him, and it takes a lot of concerntration to speak instead of growl, but he does it for Ignis.

"Ready to get clean, my mate?"

Although Gladio isn't moving either, in fact his arms wrap around Ignis' hips, keeping him close and warm both, more than happy to stay in him.

The difference in his voice like this was almost startling to Ignis. Energy or not, he shifted enough to glance over his shoulder at Gladio, his haze green eyes going a bit wide at the sight. There was no fear and no real remorse in his gaze, just Ignis' natural curiosity and a good deal of weariness.

After a long moment, he shifted back around and let his eyes close again, nodding absently even as he let a hand drop down to settle atop one of Gladio's arms.

"I'd say yes, but... I'm not sure I can walk yet."

Bright eyes peek back at Ignid, curious but clearly relieved when he does not freak out. Through much of that had to do with the fact the man is dead tired, he was sure.

"I'll take care of it." He reassures, nuzzling the love bite on Iggy's neck before slowly pulling out of his mate. He doesn't go fast, trying to keep the pain to a dull ache, but he knows the empty feeling is always there when they part.

Kissing his shoulder, Gladio gets up and pads to the bathroom, sink running with warm water as he brings a washcloth to clean his lover up, gentle in moving hum, big clawed hands caressing those perfect and strong thighs as he does so. Ignis' body is always fascinating to him.

"Almost done. Can I curl up with you after?"

He knows how he looks right now cab be scary, even after all that... he is still self conscious about it.

Oh, there was a bit of 'freak out' going on, but it was internal. Ignis had done his share of research about weres and such (what good adviser wouldn't?) and while he was well aware of the changes a body could go through under the influence of the moon, it was a vastly different thing to be looking back at his own lover, clearly under those influences. Add on that he'd just had sex with him like that....

It would take some adjusting, but Ignis, as always, remained composed.

There was a low groan at the feel of Gladio pulling out of him and he did his best to bite off the hiss of discomfort that followed. It was more than an ache that was left behind, but really, it wasn't much of a shock. It was the most Ignis had taken from his lover, even at their roughest.

Hazy green eyes watched the big were pad off, still silent as he watched him return. There was a sigh of gratitude at the careful treatment, his eyes closing after a moment as he let Gladio move him as needed. His lover might be a bit intimidating in his current form, but the ease that Ignis held himself with was a clear sign that no matter what, he still trusted Gladio.

"Isn't that the best part?"

Gladio seems to immediately relax when Ignis does not reject him, a pleased rumble coming from his lycan form. It wasn't that he doubted Ignis, but Gladio has always kept this form under wraps from anyone not in his pack. The promise of getting to curl up to his mate just like it was any other night was so damn nice.

"Mm, yeah it is."

A happy noise escapes him, even as he gets the comforter out from underneath Igis, glad that their mess didn't soak through the sheets. He bundles Ignis into them before slipping in beside the man, pulling his boneless form to him, warm and even like this, still smelling like the Gladio he well knew.

"Are you hurting?"

There was another soft sigh as Ignis weighed what he wanted to say. Rumor had it that a lycan could smell a lie and Ignis made it a point not to lie to those he cared about, save for the necessary ones, but the last thing he wanted to do was worry Gladio or make him feel bad about what had happened between them.

He couldn't deny that he was hurting a bit, though.

Shifting a bit, he moved until he was damn near atop his lover, his head pillowed on the thick corded muscles of Gladio's shoulder while he let his mind wander a bit.

"... a bit, I'm afraid. It was... more than I expected."

Ignis wasn't one to fuss or complain about such things, so a bit might mean a lot. Who knew?

Of course, Ignis knows Gladio so well. Laying on top of him like this keeps the man from moving, getting up and fretting over him. Instead all he can do is wrap his arms around his mate, pulling him into the warm soothing embrace of his body. Sure, a lot furrier and massive than normalx but still Gladio underneath.

Of course, it was true the other way around as well. He does stretch one long arm out to the dresser beside the bed, opening the drawer in search for the potion he knows should be there. Ignis is nothing but prepared after all, even if this had been... Well, spontaneous.

"If this doesn't help by morning, I'm keeping you home to heal."

He murmmers, resting his chin on the top of Ignis' head, keeping him close to him as he cracks the potion over him, cool wave of healing sinking down as the bottle cracks and races through his mate. Gladio can take over at least the usual Noctis duties for the day, and the rest can wait.

"But now we know."

There doesnt have to be a next time, Gladio loves him too much for that.

Really, Ignis settling on top of Gladio was just as much for him as it was to keep Gladio from getting riled up over something that was ultimately Ignis' decision. That didn't mean that there wasn't a mumble of gratitude when Ignis felt the cool wash of healing spread through him once Gladio used the potion on him. There was a quick smile at his lover's 'order' about keeping him home if the potion didn't help, but that faded quickly enough.

The slim adviser was quiet for several long moments before he shifted again, burrowing even closer to Gladio before nuzzling against his warmth.

"Knowledge is important for next time."

Having Ignis close like this was wonderful, and it feels like the thing he has been missing during the full moons these past several years had been found. He rumbles happily underneath the man as they both settle, next time can come when it comes.

But for now he wants to take care of Ignis, let him rest. And well, he doesnt mind taking a nap either. If Ignis can even make it to work in the morning... Gladio clearly wouldn't mind keeping him here.

Ignis made it to work the next morning, but it was a close call. Running 'late' had left him in a bit of a mood, but he brushed it off to nothing more than lingering aches and simply being so thoroughly worn out thanks to a certain someone. The next morning found him feeling a bit under the weather, but there was no cause for concern there. It was passed off as nothing more than a bug passing through the Court and Citadel proper.

Three days later and all that changed. As the time had passed, Ignis' mood grew sharper until, finally, he snapped at someone and stormed out of his usual mid-morning session he spent with finance ministers and the like. He felt hot, feverishly hot, and that just served to make his temper even shorter. He was making his way back to their shared quarters when a young Kingsglaive stopped him, clearly concerned about the adviser's clear unwell condition.

The poor unfortunate soul was sent scampering away when Ignis snarled at him, teeth bared in a feral display. The young man that Ignis had damn near bitten quickly found his way to the Shield, knowing that Gladio would not only know where to find Ignis, but that something was desperately wrong with his partner.

Gladio was walking the perimeter of the Citadel when he is approached by a flustered young man, out of breath and panting out an explanation to him. Cor gives him a look with narrowed eyes, having known Ignis from a very young age and suspicious of what Gladio-It could only have been him, after all, to put him in such a mood.

Gladio frowns, and goes to excuse himself from his duties. It does take him a bit to get away, 20 minutes or so, but approaching their shared apartment has him padding faster toward it. Even in his normal human form, something isn't qhite right.