[Unnecessary, yes, but Gladio will hear no complaints from Ignis. He'll hear nothing at all from him but the soft, low moan as fingers slide in so easily and Ignis presses down against the sensation, pleasure tingling along already sensitive nerves. His hips rock down slowly, following the movement of Gladio's hand and his breathing unsteadies all too quickly against the sensations flaring back to life again.
Things were simpler when they were younger. Sometimes Ignis feels like fifty years have passed since they last gathered around a campfire or piled into a single hotel room and argued over who would have to share a bed or sleep on the floor. Years since his sight was taken. Years since the four of them were all together. Six, the problems they faced then seem so juvenile in comparison.
But all the while, Ignis had Gladio. He's always known it. Through glances shared, through the way they would grudgingly volunteer to share a tent or a sleeping space, through morning runs and breakfasts and the gentle brush of hands as they passed one another, and the kisses stolen when no one was watching. Gladio has always been there, and Ignis has loved him for longer than he can remember.
His hips twitch, jerking up as a pulse of sudden need draws a gasp from his chest and he pulls the man against him for another kiss, muffling another shaky moan against his lips.]
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