[He's overwhelmed. It's the only word appropriate, and even then it doesn't encompass the full extent of what Ignis is currently feeling. His entire body trembles under Gladio's weight, his lips tingling from repeated hard kisses, and gods he's already tired but they're doing this again and nothing in him wants to refuse.
His hips jerk against his lover's hands, his fingers curling tight into the sheets and digging against Gladio's back. This man is... everything he ever wanted, and he had grown so close to brushing it aside for the sake of his own pride.]
I love you. [Ignis murmurs into a kiss, gripping his hair again to hold him against it. He shudders, nipping at Gladio's lip. That's what he wanted to hear, isn't it? He'll tell him. He'll tell him every day for the rest of their lives if he can.
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His hips jerk against his lover's hands, his fingers curling tight into the sheets and digging against Gladio's back. This man is... everything he ever wanted, and he had grown so close to brushing it aside for the sake of his own pride.]
I love you. [Ignis murmurs into a kiss, gripping his hair again to hold him against it. He shudders, nipping at Gladio's lip. That's what he wanted to hear, isn't it? He'll tell him. He'll tell him every day for the rest of their lives if he can.
I love you, Gladiolus Amicitia.]