[That's what he liked about Gladio- enough sensibility and tact to handle him. Ignis honestly wouldn't know what to do with himself if Gladio wasn't around to ground him.
His face was pleasantly heated from the drink, but now it's flushed as Gladio lists off everything he planned for them to do. A penthouse suite, his favorite foods and a promise that he'll eventually pass out from pleasure in Gladio's arms. Sounds like a fairytale, but it's Gladio so he will do all of it.
...they can watch mariachi on TV.]
I love the sound of that, [he says quietly with a small smile, head tilting up to look at him, pressing a soft, short kiss in the corner of Gladio's lips.]
( gladio's going to try his best to salvage the rest of the day and make sure ignis has a good time. (a great time, if he could (and would) be so bold.) yeah, it's just a birthday and some people don't care much about them — gladio's one of them, the day doesn't really matter to him — but this is ignis and he wants to make sure the day is unforgettable.
before ignis can get away, gladio shifts so he can catch his lips for a lingering kiss. it only serves to whet his appetite for ignis. )
[Ignis isn't a celebratory person either, but he uses it as an excuse to drink and not be questioned about it. But Gladio always makes things unforgettable- Ignis remembers all the things that Gladio did for him- birthday or no. He's just that kind of guy.
He softly sighs into the kiss and gives him another one and reluctantly pulls away. He'd love to continue here but it's public and Ignis can't just straddle him here on the bench.]
Let's not waste time. Ah, I'm bringing the rest of the wine. [He's intent on emptying the entire bottle today. He won't get drunk but- he will be more playful with right company~]
( well, if gladio doesn't do things for ignis, no one else will, including the man himself. he's as stubborn as he is attractive and gladio knows how he is by now. he never takes any time for himself (and, unfortunately where they're always going to disagree: he spends too much time coddling noctis), so gladio has to strongarm him into it sometimes.
he doesn't feel guilty about it.
anyway. there's nothing saying that ignis can't straddle gladio's lap right now. gladio sure wouldn't complain about it, not even a little bit. and he's half a mind to tug him over to do just that, but, they're in public and ignis has more class than gladio does. so, he just offers a boyish sort of grin that speaks for itself as he pushes to stand up and holds his hand out for ignis to take. )
Don't get too drunk off of it, I got some really good shit back at the hotel.
[They will never agree on the topic of Noctis; Ignis will accept that there are some moments where he could've and should've done differently, but not enough to completely stop watching over him (like a hawk and he can bet his glasses it annoys Noct).
Ignis is grateful that he's not dragged into the lap for one reason only- it wouldn't end on that. He'd like to spare the public eye from seeing him naked; he also doesn't want to get arrested for public indecency. He wants to go to that hotel and have Gladio fuck him against every surface without anyone interrupting.]
I am not drunk. [Ignis grumbles and accepts offered hand.] I am buzzed enough to have my tongue untied for all types of comments. [...] You might want to confiscate my phone to stop me from sending unsavory messages.
( well, ignis is going to get his wish, because gladio has every intention of fucjing him as much as they both can handle tonight, and he'll gladly do it anywhere and everywhere ignis wants. he'd even do it here — maybe somewhere quieter and more private, but gladio would take no issue getting on his knees and sucking the life out of ignis through his cock right now.
but, it's fine. better this way so they can do everything they want without interruption.
everything.
once ignis is up and walking, gladio lets go of his hand and instead slips his arm around ignis' waist. his thumb sweeps over his hip. )
Who are you sending unsavory messages to, huh? ( he nudges ignis with his hip. ) Thought I was the only one getting those.
[Readily, Ignis leans onto Gladio's firm frame, always warm despite the weather, always secure. He rarely lets himself indulge like this in public, but today he threw a gauntlet and decided to 'fuck it all'. Without even a second thought, he slips his hand into Gladio's back pocket with an easy smile on his face.]
There are all kinds of unsavory messages, Gladio. [He nudges back.]
' I will shove entire carrot down your throat if you don't clean your room Noct', or 'If you bring me more paperwork, I will use you as a pincushion, councilman Aberline'. Stuff like that.
[He looks up at Gladio with a smirk,] You get the fun ones.
( see, gladio's built tonka tough, so, he's always ready to be a secure, steady, indestructible body for his friends and family. the whole warm, snuggly bit is reserved for ignis, though. no one else really needs that kind of thing.
though, at the feel of that hand slipping into his back pocket, gladio feels a whole different kind of warm suffuses through his entire body. a sharp grin pulls up his lips as his fingers momentarily dig into ignis' hip. so bold! gladio loves it. )
Careful, ( he warns as he leans in to leave another quick kiss against ignis' skin ) you know it turns me on when you threaten bodily harm.
[Ignis would accept the warm, snuggly bit every night if he could. But he can't so he will steal it whenever he can. Gladio shouldn't be surprised if Ignis out of nowhere just appears at his place (not at the front door to scare Iris, he'll climb on the balcony, his legs are long and agile~).
The dig of Gladio's fingers into his hip and breath against his skin get Ignis' fingers to squeeze a tiny bit where they are placed in that pocket. He's always been daring, especially when tipsy.]
Well then, I think I should do it more often, [he chuckles.]
( ignis doesn't have to steal anything. this is all willingly given to him and something that gladio would gladly give more of in a second if that's what ignis wanted. it physically pains him, sometimes, to be so near him during the day and unable to do anything about it. (but, no, gladio wouldn't be surprised to find a stealthy ignis sneaking into his room. in fact, he'd welcome it with open arms.)
gladio offers a low laugh in return as they near the car. and once there, gladio acts quick, backing ignis against the side of it and caging him in. he opens up the door for a little additional privacy, the action making him lean in a little closer and he lips over ignis' throat before moving up to his mouth to leave just a fleeting, soft kiss. he pulls back and stays close and will help ignis get in when he's ready. not because he needs it or anything, but simply because gladio feels like being a gentleman (sort of). )
[Perhaps. But both of their times are limited and he wouldn't dare interrupt anything Gladio has planned out for the day. That's just how he is. (But if he'd welcome a stealthy Ignis to his room, then he will be happy to oblige).
The soft, warm kiss to his neck sends a very visible shiver through him- his neck has always been a bit of a weak spot, and Glado's lips always find the way how to rile him even with the gentlest of kisses. Hidden under the pretense of opening the car door, it's a tad bit exciting. The more they do these things in public, the more Ignis realizes he might be getting a thrill from almost being caught. And that's bad.]
That sounds like a challenge, [Ignis says with a soft sigh. Yes, you win this one, Gladio. He gets in the car with a small smile and lets Gladio close the door after him. It's good not to be behind the wheel for once.]
( listen. at any given time of day gladio would be happy to spare some time for ignis. in fact, ignis interrupting nearly anything would be welcome, no matter what ignis thinks about being proper or whatever. yes, he knows they have work to do and... mostly he's going to agree they need to do it. but, gladio knows ignis rarely takes time for himself and would absolutely encourage doing more of that. if he, himself, happens to be included. well... all the more fun, eh?
he gives a cheeky little grin to ignis through the window before crossing around the car to get in on the other side. he's barely turned the key in the ignition before he's reaching over to find ignis' closest hand and curling his fingers around it.
the drive is short enough that it isnt long before he's leaving the car to the valet and they're in the elevator going up to the room. trust it takes every bit of control in gladio's body to not have his way with ignis in said elevator. but, he waits until they're closed in the room — literally just inside the door. gladio backs ignis against the wall, presses their bodies flush, and simply teases at a kiss that never fully connects. )
What do you want first?
( because if it's left up to gladio, he's going to scoop ignis up and carry him to the bed. a bed, by the way, that actually has rose petals scattered over it and there's about a dozen (battery operated bc fire safety, yo) candles lit around the bedroom. but, it's ignis' birthday. he gets to pick. )
Could open your gift, could relax with more wine while I get dinner ready, could soak in the huge tub, could get naked and let me worship every inch of your body. ( he nudges his nose against ignis' cheek ) Sky's the limit.
[Don't be tardy, Gladio. Tsktsk. Ignis will have to punish you for that. In a sweet and torturous way of sending questionable pictures when you can't do anything about him or to him. He's a mastermind.
He'd reprimand Gladio for not focusing on the road and keeping his hands off the wheel, but it feels so nice that he keeps his mouth closed and comments to himself. For once. He'll let it slip today, but next time he's getting a reprimand (he won't, Ignis is a softie). And there's a smirk dancing on his face as they ride the elevator, Ignis' hand resting on the low of Gladio's back.
It sends a rush through him as he's pinned against the wall. Gladio might be teasing, but Ignis grabs the back of his head and pulls him in for a proper kiss because he's lips burning from the teases; lower lip gets a teasing bite from Ignis, his other hand pulling Gladio's hips closer-]
Who says that bath and body worship are mutually exclusive?
[He doesn't want Gladio's efforts to be wasted- they will pay a visit to the bed as well.]
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[That's what he liked about Gladio- enough sensibility and tact to handle him. Ignis honestly wouldn't know what to do with himself if Gladio wasn't around to ground him.
His face was pleasantly heated from the drink, but now it's flushed as Gladio lists off everything he planned for them to do. A penthouse suite, his favorite foods and a promise that he'll eventually pass out from pleasure in Gladio's arms. Sounds like a fairytale, but it's Gladio so he will do all of it.
...they can watch mariachi on TV.]
I love the sound of that, [he says quietly with a small smile, head tilting up to look at him, pressing a soft, short kiss in the corner of Gladio's lips.]
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before ignis can get away, gladio shifts so he can catch his lips for a lingering kiss. it only serves to whet his appetite for ignis. )
Ready to go when you are.
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He softly sighs into the kiss and gives him another one and reluctantly pulls away. He'd love to continue here but it's public and Ignis can't just straddle him here on the bench.]
Let's not waste time. Ah, I'm bringing the rest of the wine. [He's intent on emptying the entire bottle today. He won't get drunk but- he will be more playful with right company~]
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he doesn't feel guilty about it.
anyway. there's nothing saying that ignis can't straddle gladio's lap right now. gladio sure wouldn't complain about it, not even a little bit. and he's half a mind to tug him over to do just that, but, they're in public and ignis has more class than gladio does. so, he just offers a boyish sort of grin that speaks for itself as he pushes to stand up and holds his hand out for ignis to take. )
Don't get too drunk off of it, I got some really good shit back at the hotel.
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Ignis is grateful that he's not dragged into the lap for one reason only- it wouldn't end on that. He'd like to spare the public eye from seeing him naked; he also doesn't want to get arrested for public indecency. He wants to go to that hotel and have Gladio fuck him against every surface without anyone interrupting.]
I am not drunk. [Ignis grumbles and accepts offered hand.] I am buzzed enough to have my tongue untied for all types of comments. [...] You might want to confiscate my phone to stop me from sending unsavory messages.
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but, it's fine. better this way so they can do everything they want without interruption.
everything.
once ignis is up and walking, gladio lets go of his hand and instead slips his arm around ignis' waist. his thumb sweeps over his hip. )
Who are you sending unsavory messages to, huh? ( he nudges ignis with his hip. ) Thought I was the only one getting those.
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There are all kinds of unsavory messages, Gladio. [He nudges back.]
' I will shove entire carrot down your throat if you don't clean your room Noct', or 'If you bring me more paperwork, I will use you as a pincushion, councilman Aberline'. Stuff like that.
[He looks up at Gladio with a smirk,] You get the fun ones.
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though, at the feel of that hand slipping into his back pocket, gladio feels a whole different kind of warm suffuses through his entire body. a sharp grin pulls up his lips as his fingers momentarily dig into ignis' hip. so bold! gladio loves it. )
Careful, ( he warns as he leans in to leave another quick kiss against ignis' skin ) you know it turns me on when you threaten bodily harm.
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The dig of Gladio's fingers into his hip and breath against his skin get Ignis' fingers to squeeze a tiny bit where they are placed in that pocket. He's always been daring, especially when tipsy.]
Well then, I think I should do it more often, [he chuckles.]
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gladio offers a low laugh in return as they near the car. and once there, gladio acts quick, backing ignis against the side of it and caging him in. he opens up the door for a little additional privacy, the action making him lean in a little closer and he lips over ignis' throat before moving up to his mouth to leave just a fleeting, soft kiss. he pulls back and stays close and will help ignis get in when he's ready. not because he needs it or anything, but simply because gladio feels like being a gentleman (sort of). )
You won't, but the idea of it is damn appealing.
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The soft, warm kiss to his neck sends a very visible shiver through him- his neck has always been a bit of a weak spot, and Glado's lips always find the way how to rile him even with the gentlest of kisses. Hidden under the pretense of opening the car door, it's a tad bit exciting. The more they do these things in public, the more Ignis realizes he might be getting a thrill from almost being caught. And that's bad.]
That sounds like a challenge, [Ignis says with a soft sigh. Yes, you win this one, Gladio. He gets in the car with a small smile and lets Gladio close the door after him. It's good not to be behind the wheel for once.]
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he gives a cheeky little grin to ignis through the window before crossing around the car to get in on the other side. he's barely turned the key in the ignition before he's reaching over to find ignis' closest hand and curling his fingers around it.
the drive is short enough that it isnt long before he's leaving the car to the valet and they're in the elevator going up to the room. trust it takes every bit of control in gladio's body to not have his way with ignis in said elevator. but, he waits until they're closed in the room — literally just inside the door. gladio backs ignis against the wall, presses their bodies flush, and simply teases at a kiss that never fully connects. )
What do you want first?
( because if it's left up to gladio, he's going to scoop ignis up and carry him to the bed. a bed, by the way, that actually has rose petals scattered over it and there's about a dozen (battery operated bc fire safety, yo) candles lit around the bedroom. but, it's ignis' birthday. he gets to pick. )
Could open your gift, could relax with more wine while I get dinner ready, could soak in the huge tub, could get naked and let me worship every inch of your body. ( he nudges his nose against ignis' cheek ) Sky's the limit.
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He'd reprimand Gladio for not focusing on the road and keeping his hands off the wheel, but it feels so nice that he keeps his mouth closed and comments to himself. For once. He'll let it slip today, but next time he's getting a reprimand (he won't, Ignis is a softie). And there's a smirk dancing on his face as they ride the elevator, Ignis' hand resting on the low of Gladio's back.
It sends a rush through him as he's pinned against the wall. Gladio might be teasing, but Ignis grabs the back of his head and pulls him in for a proper kiss because he's lips burning from the teases; lower lip gets a teasing bite from Ignis, his other hand pulling Gladio's hips closer-]
Who says that bath and body worship are mutually exclusive?
[He doesn't want Gladio's efforts to be wasted- they will pay a visit to the bed as well.]