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Few ever saw Ignis unguarded and undone like that. Noctis had, of course and not for the same reasons that Gladio had. His had been simply because they'd known each other for as long as they could remember. Gladio though... only he saw Ignis fresh and simple in the pale wash of morning sun.

There'd been a soft sigh as Gladio had pulled away and a mumble of protest when he'd cleaned them up, but he hadn't let himself wake up. It was a clear sign of just how much Ignis trusted his partner. When morning came, Ignis had shifted back as well, his hair a soft pile atop his head. There were already fading marks littering his fair skin from their evening together but the mating mark remained vivid, though no longer raw as it had been mere hours ago.

Gladio's nuzzling pulled a low grumble of protest from Ignis even as he reached up to idly pat in the general direction of his mate's... head? Shoulder? Something.

Absolutely beautiful. Gladio adores him so damn much and it shows in every soft moment they have together. The shield can be rough and snarl and very much a dominant force expected to be able to fight and lead, but as Ignis mate, as his boyfriend, they were a tram and made many of their decisions together.

He laughs softly at the grumpy noise from the other, leaning up to kiss his brow.

"Alright I know babe, coffee first. Let me go get it for you, okay?"

He rolls off of his mate, a hand traveling over that visible mating mark with open appreciation. Soon the smell of Ebony will fill the air and tempt the nesting were out of bed, but until then Gladio will make breakfast while he waits for it to brew so that he can spoil- And in a way,continue to court- Him.

There was a soft grunt that time as one wintergreen eyes cracked open just enough to follow Gladio as he left the bedroom. Waking up so luxuriously was something that Ignis was starting to grow fond of. Normally, he'd be up well before dawn and busy at work as the sun slipped into the sky but since his shift, he'd bee allowed some space and more free time than he'd had in years. In a way, he felt bad about it but he knew that the entirety of the pack was given the full three days of the full moon off, so he tried to temper his misgivings with that knowledge.

Sighing under his breath, he let himself doze back off for a while until the scent of his precious Ebony teased him back awake. Groaning, he blindly reached out to run a hand along Gladio's usual side of the bed only to find it not only empty, but cool. A few minutes later and a still nude and sleepy Ignis wandered out into the living room, idly scratching at the edges of the healing mating mark.

Gladio had managed to put on boxers since he was cooking, bot other than that the tattooed expanse of his back from the kitchen is what greets Ignis as he pads out. Leftover meat that had not made it into the stew being cooked and tossed together with eggs to make omelettes, a big steaming mug of coffee already sat out for Ignis waiting for him next to Gladio's morning shake. It's a scene entirely more domestic than one might expect, but with Ignis not needing to be up so early with his new status every single day, it has become more commonplace.

"Mornin sleepyhead, come get your coffee."

Gladio calls out, looking over his shoulder and flashing a grin at the man. Long red scratches from Ignis' nails are bright between the thick lines of his tattoo, but by evening they will have mostly faded out again due to enhanced healing.

Ignis had never been a fan of nudity in the kitchen but thanks to Gladio, even that rule of his was slowly slipping from time to time. Still, when it came down to cooking, that meant at least a minimum of clothing. Astrals forbid something splattered and scorched something important after all.

The simple domesticity of it all wasn't lost on Ignis. In fact, he damn near craved it when he could have the time for it. He'd always been one to take care of everyone else so when Gladio did it for him, it never failed to draw a small smile from the adviser. It earned Gladio a quick kiss on to his bare shoulder even as Ignis reached for the offered coffee with a pleased murmur.

"You should've woke me up, love."

He rumbles happily at that quick kiss, looking pleased as punch while Ignis starts working on his coffee. He knows his mate will be up and perky not too long from now, but he always treasures this soft, sleepy, and even slightly side of the other he knows only he really gets to see.

"It's no problem, babe. We've got the whole morning ahead just for us "

Of couse, now they have to show up for the pack meeting tonight, but that can be thought about at a later time.

For once, Ignis didn't bother to grab his phone so he could go over any messages that might be waiting for him. He knew that if something had happened, he would've been called directly as would Gladio, so both of them having a peaceful morning meant no emergencies. That was enough of a reason for Ignis to let himself sink into one of the chairs at their little table so he could nurse his coffee while the rest of his body and brain woke up a bit more.

"I always wondered what weres did the morning after a full moon. I imagined something more... exotic."

There was faint amusement in his still scratchy voice.

He chuckles a bit at that, turning off the stove and plating the omelettes to bring over to his mate. Gladio looks bright eyed and bushy tailed in the morning, but he keeps his voice low and warm as he sets it in front of the other, pulling into the chair next to him.

"Mm, I mean, I could take these off." He teases, snapping the band of his boxers before tucking into his food. "But it's usually relaxed, although some of the younger and unmated in the pack sleep in piles you have to keep from tripping over."

Of course, he could always take Ignis somewhere exotic to bring the feel of such. Waking up with the sun at a nice campground or in Galdin sounded fun to him.

"I said exotic, not erotic."

The amusement was think in Ignis' voice even as he leaned in when Gladio moved closer. His breakfast smelled quite good and he made a silent note to thank Gladio later. It seemed that he'd been paying attention while Ignis had been cooking for the last few years.

The idea of 'puppy piles' sounded like something that would've mortified a much younger Ignis, if he'd had his first shift when most weres did. As it was, the idea of piling up with fellow pack members, while he knew most of them, certainly didn't suit him at all even at his age.

"I think I prefer spending my time in a more private pile."

"Mm, me too. Besides, I can just lay all over you now."

The mood is nice, and Gladio already adores this. This little vacation from their lives that they are going to have every month from now on, barring emergencies. Time for just him and Ignis to enjoy each other while not doing pack duties.

"And I wouldn't want it any other way, my mate."

He'd always loved those words, but now, hearing Gladio calling him his mate meant so much more. There had been no doubt of the big man's love for him, but now, there was something more there. A new, unshakable bond between them that quietly thrilled Ignis as much as it worried him. He worried that this bond between them might harm Gladio's status, or cause Noctis some trouble in some offhand way, but Ignis had always been one to overthink things. That was why Gladio was such a good partner for him. He rarely let him get too deep into his own head.

There was a soft, muffled snort into Ignis' mug as he quickly finished that one off, already readying himself to get up and get more of that rich, bitter liquid he loved so.

"I think I should be the one laying on you. You're bigger, after all."

"You can come back to bed with me after we eat and we can make it happen."

His eyes are soft toward him even as he continues eating, meaning every word of it. Gladio looks all too relaxed in their kitchen and drags a hand over bare skin as his lover gets back from getting more coffee, pulling him into his lap like he had the night before.

"Mm, and you know I haven't gotten my proper good morning kiss either, sleepyhead."

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Another grunt from Ignis and sure enough, a hand moved to settle two fingers on Gladio's lips while his other hand was busy delivering that life-giving liquid that Ignis could be downright waspish if he didn't get enough of it. There was no protest about being dragged into Gladio's lap again, just a pointed reminder that coffee is necessary.

"Coffee first. Then kisses."

A chuckle from behind the man, and Gladio lets him go with no issue, amused but well prepared for the man's antics after living together for so long.

"Anything you want, babe."

And Gladio is content to stay where he is, be his chair and also eat the food Ignis picks at.

Breakfast was something that younger Ignis usually went without. Oh, he chided Noctis when he tried to go without or grab something unhealthy, but never really took his own advice. It took time for all of his beloved friends to wear him down and convince him to start taking better care of himself (and to understand that caffeine was not a food group that he could survive on).

It took him a few minutes, but he finally started to wake up, and the more awake he was, the more he tucked into his breakfast even though he offered up quick bites to Gladio, clearly used to sharing with his lover.

"I'm not sure I'm ever going to get used to this sleeping in nonsense. I feel like I've wasted the morning."

... it was barely past 8 and Ignis was fussing.

"Not a waste if you spend it with me, Iggy."

Rumbled out happily as the man eats offered bites. Their days start early so he can't fault him for the time, but they have all morning and afternoon to spend just to themselves. And Gladio intends to make the most of it.

"Better yet, not a waste if you're spoiling me either."

Few would ever think someone like Ignis could be content, but few ever got to see this side of him. Their precious little 'family' did, more often than most, and while recent events had turned Ignis' life upside down in so many ways, he was starting to settle into his new life as a were. Gladio had been such a huge help to get him to that point and while he knew the big man was aware of his gratitude, he went out of his way to try and find ways to express it as much as he could.

Once his second cup of coffee was done, he shifted enough to properly kiss his mate good morning, the rest of his omelette forgotten for the moment.

"Mm. Do you need spoiling?"

Gladio is finished eating by the time Ignis moves around to settle in his lap, a happy noise escaping as he sets his hands on his lover's waist. Ignis has enough Ebony in his system to be his normal self, but the mood has left them both soft and generous to each other.

"Mm, from you? Always." Half lidded eyes peek up at him, softness that he only shows Ignis and his family in hazel eyes.

"You're the only one I want to be spoilrd by."

That look from Gladio was enough to make his chest ache. Their love was no secret to anyone that really knew them, but Ignis knew that no one really knew how deep it went. Even now, after years together, Gladio could still make his breath catch and not just sexually. When he was a younger man, that depth of emotion frightened Ignis since he was always one to be so orderly and self-contained. Now, he relished every moment he could just be with his lover, no expectations being held over him.

Sighing softly, he reached up and let his fingers drift along the scar on Gladio's handsome face.

"I certainly hope so. I don't like to share."

"I know baby, you're as bad as me."

He chuckles softly, nuzzling into his touch as the man traces over his scar. He presses a kiss into the pad of his finger before nipping at it lightly, skin to skin except for the boxers he was wearing. It was so very nice just to have him there like this, and Gladio was enamored with the man more and more each day.

"But you don't have to." Another bite, a little more strongly now. "And you never will."

"Good."

The word was a low purr, sounding almost sinful in Ignis' rich voice. His eyes were locked on Gladio's lips now, a slow smile curling his as he teased his love by pulling his fingers back just a tiny bit.

Gladio does so love that pretty voice of his, the way it can change amd cause a shiver down his spine as those green eyes focus on him and only him. His hands tighten on the man's hips and he tilts his head to vye for a kiss, letting Ignis give or deny to him however he wanted to.

"Besides, I like being yours. You know just how to make me feel good, how to wear me out." It was true after all, and if Ignis was going to spoil hin now, Gladio was going to compliment him a bit for it.

When his hand moved again, it was to cup the side of Gladio's face as he leaned in, giving him the kiss he was seeking. In public, Ignis wasn't very affectionate save for quick, glancing touches and soft smile and glances. In private, he was the opposite. He loved touching Gladio, even if the contact wasn't meant to seduce. There was something settling about the feel of his mate's warm skin and the way he felt under Ignis' knowing fingers.

"I'm sure you're the one usually wearing me out."

"Mm, It can be pretty fifty fifty sometimes."

But Gladio is not here to argue, instead enjoying his lover's touches. He rumbles happily into the kiss now and licks the coner of the man's mouth when they pull back teasingly.

"Of course, we could always continue this back in the bed, my love."

"I suppose we could."

A slow smile teased at Ignis' lips as he let himself lean back even more, stretching like a big, lazy cat. If that happened to let him wriggle a bit atop Gladio's lap, then so be it.