( He is, because it feels good and because - well - it makes everything last a bit longer. Not just the pleasure which is coursing through him, making tense muscles shake, but the moments in which the only thing that matters is their attraction to each other. There's no advisor and no shield here, just two people who find themselves drawn together like magnets.
There's a gasp, a groan, a twitch of hips that Gladio can't quite help when those nails press into unblemished skin. Something electric shudders through him as the tense knot of pleasure in his belly and across his thighs comes undone and his cock throbs with the release of his orgasm to Ignis' touch. )
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