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It wasn't uncommon for Ignis to be out late at night. Between his work and keeping an eye on his charge, nights were definitely something he was used to, though most would say he was a creature better suited to the sunlight. Most of the time, he just offered those that dared say anything a cool stare and his back as he moved on past them. It wasn't really him being rude. He simply didn't have the time for such silliness. Not when there were always things to do.

On nicer nights, he would walk himself home from Noctis' and tonight was no different. The moon was close to being full, if not already full, and the night was pleasantly warm. The walk might be longer than most would like, but he enjoyed the chance to have some peace and quiet while mulling over the business of the day. Court politics could anger the calmest among them and the chance to think things through had left Ignis better able to handle such things.

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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.

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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.

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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."

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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."

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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.

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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?"

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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?"

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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?

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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.

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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."

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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.

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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.

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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.

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When Gladio arrived, he'd find the door unlocked and cracked open, which was unusual. Ignis was as much a stickler for security as Gladio was, both of them learning from the best and clearly both damn good at their jobs. Just inside the door was Ignis' usual blazer, left in a heap on the floor. Something else unusual. Ignis was fastidious when it came to keeping the apartment clean and had been since he was a very young man. There were no lights on other than what filtered in from the hallway outside the front door.

Even worse, there was no sign of Ignis.

A whisper of breeze trickled in from a cracked door, leading out onto a small balcony that Ignis usually frequented on slower mornings, usually to greet the sun with a cup of coffee in hand. Now, there was no sun to be welcomed, only the fading light as stars moved to replace it. On the patio sat a hunched figure, breathing a sharp rasp as if each breath was painful.

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The open door puts him on alert. Gladio's hackles rise and he summons his sword, eyes narrowing as he started to sweep the apartment as quickly and quietly as possible. He doesnt call out to Ignis, in case the other is distracting some bad company. But he can smell his mate close by, and it doesnt take long to find him.

"Iggy? That you?" He calls out, noticing the balcony door open and pushing it further. He stops dead in his tracks as his night vision adjusts, those pained noises from the other tugging at his woeey, turning it into panic.

"Ignis, it's me."

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It started out soft at first. A low rumble as the hunched form moved just enough to turn toward the voice. A moment later and that rumble had shifted into a snarl as brilliant green eyes glared over at Gladio. Gone was the soft sage of Ignis' eyes, replaced by a feverishly bright wintergreen. The face was still human, muscles tense with pain and what had to be a acrid whiff of fear from the adviser.

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Gladio freezes for just a second, looking at- Well, he knows it is Ignis. At the same time, more. The man lets his sword go and slowly crouches down to be more level with the green eyed beast in front of him, meeting that snarl with a low rumble of his own.

"Ignis; My mate." He tries, remembering running into his sisters own first transformation, of familiarity helping. He pushes out his scent, but doesn't yet try to touch the man.


...Did he do this to him? He had bit him several times the other night, but that had certainly not been the first time he had done such a thing. They have been together for years by now.

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The voice was what hit him first. That rumble, followed by his own name slowly silenced the growl, but Ignis remained tense. Every muscle seemed locked into place, even when Gladio's familiar scent washed over him. After a moment, the brilliant green faded as Ignis closed his eyes, his hand moving to scrub across his face as if trying to brush something away from his skin.

"Something's wrong-"

That scent of fear was still there, curling around Ignis even as he scratched at his cheek. He had no idea what was happening to him and clearly, that lack of knowledge disturbed him.

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Gladio hates hearing, feeling Ignis' fear like this. As his friend he wants to protect him, as his mate he wants to tear apart whatever is causing the problem. Gladio moves to sit on the ground, not caring about his uniform as he opens his arms up, herding Ignis to him gently, to somewhere they both knows is safe, with him.

"We will figure it out, okay? You don't have to be alone." Gladio will help, do his best to articulate to whomever he needs to what the problem is. He takes a deep breath of his lover's scent in, trying to be soothing.

"I'm going to call my dad, alright? I think- you kinda sounded like a were . He might know what to do."