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There are some grumbling noises behind the other, but despite were culture, Gladio has been in a 'human' relationship with Ignis for more than a few years now. He understands that some things take time, and on top of that, Ignis own pride will never allow him to lie.

He pulls away, but not ou5 of any sort of anger, but so that his eyes can meet Ignis' own, steady and hopeful.

"Welcomed with open arms to the Amicitia clan, then. It wouldn't be a lie, if even my dad said that to you." He points out. They have talked about what the future holds for them more than once, and Gladio really is a romantic at heart.

"Whatever you come up with, I'll stand by your side for it. I just... You know. Hearing what happened today makes me a little protective of you."

The grumbles pulled a soft snort from Ignis. Really, he was expecting even more from Gladio. When Gladio moved to look him in the eye, there was a small smile curling his lips. The simple fact that they'd both decided on years ago was that there wasn't anyone else for them. Perhaps in time, when Noctis sat safely on the throne and their world was at peace, then they might make it 'official'. Perhaps before that. They'd know when the time was right for them.

Ignis would never admit to being a romantic, but deep down, he was as bad as his mate.

"You've been protective of me all week, love. Don't think I haven't noticed the looks you've been giving people when they get too close to me."

Gladio ducks his head, a little embarrassed at getting caught so easily like that. He tugs at the collar of his uniform a little self conciously- he should be taking it off now that he is home, anyway.

"I was trying not to be so obvious." He mutters, a little pink on his cheeks, embarrassed. "I know you hate that, but they've really been pissing me off with how obvious they are about it."

Look, he is head over heels for Ignis, okay? Gladio would follow him to the ends of Eos.

Oh, it was obvious. At least, it was to Ignis. Gladio had been part of his life for as long as he could remember, friends at first before they'd taken the steps to forge a relationship that could serve both the Crown as well as them. If anyone knew Gladio, it was him.

Shaking his head, Ignis reached up and gently tugged at a lock of Gladio's dark hair before stepping back, silently letting Gladio know he could go get comfortable if he wanted to. In a few hours, uniforms and the like would hardly matter, once the moon rose.

"I've never been a fan of such public displays, but... that's a bit different now. I understand it a bit better now."

Now that I'm a were.

"We are still ourselves, I can promise you that."

Gladio sounds confident about that part. Really, they had known each other for so long, grown better because of each other. Ignis, not Were culture, will always come first to Gladio.

He smiles and steals one more kiss before going to change, taking a quick shower since their night was going to be busy, one way or another. He is so glad he does not have to leave Ignis like he usually does on these sort of days, and because of that when he comes wandering back into the kitchen- Pants on, yes- he spends a moment just happily watching the other.

"Do you want to go today and get it out of the way, or save it for tomrrow night?"

The pack meeting, he means.

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The responsible side said tonight, but the rest of him wanted nothing more than to spend the first night of his first full moon as a were with his mate and no one else. Let him go to the pack covered in his mate's scent. Give both of them a chance to preen at having such a bond. Right then, he knew which option he wanted, but both sides were still tugging at him.

By the time Gladio was done with his shower, Ignis was almost done with the prep part of dinner. All that was left was for the stew to cook down and that would take some time. He'd made it thick and meaty and a lot of it since he knew that it was unlikely that he'd be of much of a mind to cook for a few days. Once he felt Gladio's eyes on him, he turned and let himself lean against the counter, his gaze dragging along his lover's bare chest.

"Mmm. Would it be bad if I said I wanted to wait?"

Gladio was of the same mind as Ignis about this. The responsible thibg to do would be to introduce him right away, but Gladio doesn't know if he could deal with the thought of all those eyes on his mate like that. Now the next night, when Ignis has his marks and scent on him, and Gladio the same...

"It's what I was thinking."

He crosses the kitchen to him, bringing a hand up to drag his fingers over the man's cheek. Aware he was being looked at, that he pulls his shoulders back and flexes to show off as his thumb traces those pretty lips.

"Besides, I want your first full moon to go perfect. I might make a scene if someone does something again."

Sure enough, the responsible side of him was losing ground. How could it not when all of Ignis' attention seemed to lock in on the thumb sliding along his lips and the way Gladio's shifting muscles made his ink move with them. He couldn't help but let his tongue flick out, barely teasing at the tip of Gladio's thumb as it passed along his lips.

"We wouldn't want that, would we?"

"Not at all. It wouldn't do to embarrass you by being a brute."

He teases, eyes bright as Ignis, so quick he could have missed it, teases his thumb. Gladio rumbles in pleasure, in want for him, and he passes over his mouth one more time before sliding his fingers down his neck, undoing the first button of his shirt.

"Although, I know you like when I am in private."

Gladio has been always pretty easy to read, and right now he's obviously debating in his head if he can get away with sexing Ignis up in their kitchen.

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Right then, Ignis was more than happy to be pressed against Gladio with his back to the counter. Normally, the kitchen was a no go zone for sex, but Ignis was far from caring at the moment. Not when Glaido's fingers were busy gliding along his skin only to take the time to try and bare more for him to touch.

No, he really didn't care at all at the moment.

"Perhaps."

The slow, lazy smile on his face said he did.

Gladio growls low, but it isn't a warning or haesh, instead showing his want as he steps closer. His free hand moves to the counter, caging Ignis in against him.

"Mm, Iggy- I could show you if you wanted. Pin you to the counter, blow your mind with my mouth on your cock, and then when you're dazed after coming have my way with you. You'd like that, wouldn't you love?"

This time, the flick of Ignis' tongue was to dampen his lips at the sound of that growl. In the last few weeks, he'd started to learn those noises from his lover for all the varied things they were from frustration to boredom to want and that.... that was want.

Smirking, he let his hand drag along Gladio's arm, up to rest on his shoulder even as he shifted back, pressing into the counter as if to show just how willing he was right then.

"Why are you still talking?"

That's his fiesty, beautiful lover, the one only Gladio knows avout, and he likes it that way. They two of them meet each other's needs so well, and Gladio shows his appreciation by leaning in for a brief, warm kiss first.

Then, with a promise to give to the other, he drops to his knees. Rucking up Ignis' shirt wirh his hands as he presses kisses to skin being revealed, fingers wandering toward his belt to undo. The upcoming full moon might have a bit of a hand in them choosing to do this in the kirchen, but it is Gladio's adoration and love for the other that make him want to please him, rather than selfishly breed him.

There's rarely a time when the sight of Gladio on his knees before him wouldn't get Ignis going and now was no exception. Each kiss to his stomach was met with a low, happy rumble as a hand settled in Gladio's hair. It already felt thicker to Ignis' keen fingers and he knew that his would be the same way soon enough. Even though their life together had been an intimate one, Ignis' recent changes gave them even more to share and while he was a bit anxious about handling pack dynamics later on, it was all something else he could share with his lover.

"I can't even tell you how beautiful you look right now."

Gladio's head tilts back as those fingers run through his hair, a happy sigh leaving him as his eyes meet Ignis' own. He looks so damn content on being there, on focusing on his lover's pleasure- That Ignis' want is his own.

"You always find your words, babe." He says, and now that his belt is undone he slips it off. Only then does he undo his pants, gently slipping them down muscular thighs. "Well, at least until I make you lose 'em."

"Is that a challenge?"

There's no way to miss the amusement mired with the heat in Ignis' gaze. There was no need to look away to carefully step out of his pants, idly kicking them away while his other hand sank into Gladio's hair, both sliding through the heavy mass of dark hair now.

"Come now. Let's see what you can do."

Gods, Ignis looks beautiful like this, relaxed and wanting, enjoying himself the way anyone other than Gladio rarely gets to see. He grins at him, wide and teeth bright but he buries his face back into his crotch after a moment, mouthing over his underwear into that growing bulge. He breathes hot over him before his hands peel them off the other, going the same way until they are tossed off onto the kitchen floor.

""Gorgeous..."

He takes a moment to admire how good his lover looks before moving in, knowing Ignis doesn't want him to dally. Large rough hands frame his lover's hips before sliding down to take him in hand, slowly stroking Ignis to work him up as Gladio presses kisses to hardening flesh, all along the length of his shaft.

He wasn't quite hard yet, but he knew it would only be a matter of time thanks to Gladio's attention. There was something heady about having such a big, powerful were on his knees before him, and that helped Ignis' length harden up even more. His fingers had turned coaxing, encouraging as he shifted his hips, pressing closer to those pretty lips.

"That's it."

That big and powerful were was his as well, only and always his. Gladio seems more than happy to continue to follow his urging. His tongue peeks out to lick at his flesh, running along from shaft to tip and just enjoying the sensation, the scent of his mate.

He does briefly pull away, but only to turn his attention to Ignis' balls. He palms them in one hand and allows his tongue to tease at the seam between, attracted to every part of his mate and it shows. Despite the fact he was often the one initiating and dominating their encounters, he clearly enjoyed being on his knees for his lover as well.

It doesn't take hin long past that to take the head of his cock into his mouth. Careful of teeth, gladio lets his tongue drag over it, greedily wicking out beads of precome as they made their appearance, before tilting his head the correct angle to take Ignis further down.

Each movement was watched by eager, heated green eyes. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't drag his attention away from the sight of Gladio there, on his knees and taking him into his mouth like the finest of treats. The slow glide of lips around his cock made him groan as he angled his hips to encourage Gladio even more.

That groan is the best, and Gladio's eyes are half lidded in pleasure as Ignis arches into his touches. He moves with it, taking Ignis deeper as he works himself down his cock, sucking hin down into the hot, wet heat of his mouth.

He doesn't quite let the other into his throat yet, but takes good care of working him over with what does comfortably fit into his mouth. He lets one hand curl around a strong thigh and gives it a squeeze, encouraging his lover to share with him what he wants.

A much younger Ignis would've have dared to be so demanding with his desires, nor so keen on dirtying up his usual favorite place in his apartment, but Gladio just had that effect on him. He'd tease and say the big man brought out the worst in him, but they both knew better. Gladio helped set Ignis free from his stuffy ways. Showed him it was alright to be so open.

The squeeze was all it took. Sighing his pleasure, Ignis gave a lazy, slow thrust into that sinful mouth while his hands tightened up in Gladio's hair. Another easy thrust and he tugged, his mouth spilling over with murmured praise and sins of their own.

Gladio adored seeing Ignis let his desires free,knowing that he was the one that the man desired to do all sorts of things with. A pleased noise escapes him at the pulling of his hair, and Gladio obediently shifted so that he could take Ignis' thrusts easily.

At first, anyway. This is after all, all about working hia lover up. His hands caress his skin as Ignis works into his mouth, adoring his solid and slim body. Before Ignis can get too comfortable however on the next thrust down Gladio pushes himself further, letting the man's cock into his throat and his lips press against his groin as he took him all down. Delighted with himself he let out a low groan, encouraging as he pulled back and did it again.

He was more apt to let that side of himself free, but even now, there was restraint in Ignis. Gladio had gotten a taste of a truly freed Ignis during their brief time off thanks to his recent change but now, back in his human skin among his human world, the restraint was back in place.

The feel of that strong throat closing around his aching cock pulled a sharp, hungry noise from Ignis, somewhere between a moan and a growl. His fingers shook as they pulled at Gladio's hair again, clearly happy for the attention he was getting.

Ignis is gorgeous like this, and Gladio can't keep his eyes off his face. The pleasure he brings the other is making him hard too, sweatpants slowly tenting as he moans into that pull of his hair, and pulls back along the shaft of the man's cock.

He drags his tongue in a hot wet strip along the underside of the shaft before letting Ignis move forward again, accepting him into his throat eagerly. Any lack of skill on Gladio's part is always made up with enthausiam, artlessness of his blowjobs forgiven for his drive and desire to make his mate feel as good as he can. Either way Ignis always knows that Gladio does this because he wants to, and Ignis gives so much of himself to everyone it was only right his lover gave back to him.

Warm palms slide back to grab Ignis' ass and pull the man closer to him, fingers teasing into the cleft to rub over his entrance. A promise to make good on fucking him while he is boneless from coming in his mouth.