[Ignis arrived just as he said- thirty minutes later, on the dot. Despite the nature of the messages he's exchanged with Gladio, he's keeping a decent composure. Well, at least on the outside. He's always been good at that.
But to not raise suspicion (or how impatient he actually is) because Amicitia estate is pretty known, he politely rings a bell and waits to either be let in or for Gladio to come and open.]
[Unlike Ignis, Gladio is excited. Had been just about hovering near the door. Good thing Jared was somewhere else, busy. When the knock came Gladio was quick to open the door.]
[There is unhidden smirk when he sees Gladio this excited to see him. He steps inside confidently, nudging Gladio back a little, and closes the door with his foot. Turning around would be a crime when he can get his fingers curled up in front of Gladio's shirt.]
[Well now that was forward for the advisor, and it has Gladio smiling.]
Not even. Come on, let's go to the study to talk.
[There will be no talking, he knows that. Or at lest not deep conversations. But he's still inviting Ignis there to keep them from putting on a show earlier.]
[He's never been an ambiguous person. But he does catch himself and pushes glasses up, returning the smile.]
Please, lead the way.
[There's a twinkle in his eye as he follows behind; there will be talking but not of the business kind. And it will be also mixed up with other different activities.]
[Oh who said there would be talking at all? Maybe Gladio doesn't care for talking. But he smiles and turns to start walking away, nodding for Ignis to join him. It's little matter at all for him to twist through the place to get to his father's study. And once they're in there, he closes the door behind them, throwing the lock as well.
The room is definitely ready for them too. Sure, he doesn't know if Ignis will want more than just this, so he's got a bottle of wine in an ice filled bucket, he's got a small bag near the rug by the fire that has any necessities, there is of course a fire going, and mostly, it was just a cozy space.]
[When he steps into the study, Ignis shrugs off the jacket he's wearing, remaining only in button-up shirt, pants and gloves. His head turns a little when he hears the lock click behind him and he can't help a little smirk.]
I find it suitable.
[More than suitable, but he's in a playful mood right now. He turns around to look at Gladio, undoing the cuffs on his shirt and rolling them up slowly, not breaking eye contact.]
[Bless him for no tie or vest or other extra layers. He wouldn't put it past Ignis to have any of those things, and he wants the man bare as soon as he can get it. Though he's left staring at Ignis, watching his moments.]
I think I'd like to know you better, or at least more like after the sparring.
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[Ignis arrived just as he said- thirty minutes later, on the dot. Despite the nature of the messages he's exchanged with Gladio, he's keeping a decent composure. Well, at least on the outside. He's always been good at that.
But to not raise suspicion (or how impatient he actually is) because Amicitia estate is pretty known, he politely rings a bell and waits to either be let in or for Gladio to come and open.]
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Ig. Nice to see you. Come on in.
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Am I late?
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Not even. Come on, let's go to the study to talk.
[There will be no talking, he knows that. Or at lest not deep conversations. But he's still inviting Ignis there to keep them from putting on a show earlier.]
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Please, lead the way.
[There's a twinkle in his eye as he follows behind; there will be talking but not of the business kind. And it will be also mixed up with other different activities.]
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The room is definitely ready for them too. Sure, he doesn't know if Ignis will want more than just this, so he's got a bottle of wine in an ice filled bucket, he's got a small bag near the rug by the fire that has any necessities, there is of course a fire going, and mostly, it was just a cozy space.]
Does this meet your conversational needs?
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I find it suitable.
[More than suitable, but he's in a playful mood right now. He turns around to look at Gladio, undoing the cuffs on his shirt and rolling them up slowly, not breaking eye contact.]
You know me so well.
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I think I'd like to know you better, or at least more like after the sparring.