[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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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.]