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Ignis, surprisingly, isn’t good with words of endearment. He can be sometimes, telling Prompto or Noctis he cares for them- because he does, even though they were only a bit younger, he views them both as people he’d protect with his life and keep safe. Neither one minded, Prompto adored the affection from his friend- but other than that, it was hard. Hugging him didn't mind, stroking hair was easy, but words were hard.
But nothing made words harder than Gladiolus. Tall, rough and tattooed, he’s everything Ignis thought he’d never be attracted to, but he fell so quickly for the elder he hardly had time to process it. It had been like that for years, but they were older now. 22 and 23 seemed like the perfect age to start dating, Ignis thinks, but he knows he can’t do anything unless he tells Gladiolus how he feels. And that was the biggest roadblock. Ignis was fairly confident in the fact he was good looking, perhaps not as handsome as Noctis, but fairly good. He’s never been one for flattery of himself.
He nearly cuts himself as he was cooking, so lost in thought about Gladiolus’s coffee eyes. He shakes his head and adjusts his grip on the knife, slicing the carrots more carefully. Prompto choses that moment to bounce in, smiling happily at Ignis.
“Hey, Specs!” He says happily. “When will dinner be ready?”
“About an hour from now.” Ignis replies. “You can have some vegetables, if you want.”
“Vegetables? Noct is gonna hate you.” Prompto says with a laugh. “But I was looking for Gladdy. Have you seen him?”
Ignis felt his cheeks flush. “No, I haven’t. Can I help you?”
Prompto sighs. “He always helps me with my T-shots. I don’t like doing them alone."
Right as he spoke, Ignis's phone went off. He wiped his hands off and checked the text: it was from Gladiolus.
Hey, Iggy. I'm spending the night with Iris, I'll be back for breakfast. Tell the others so they don't worry.
Ignis quickly replied. Of course. Enjoy your time.
"He just texted me and said he won't be back until tomorrow." Ignis says, heart breaking a bit at the frown on Prompto's face. "I can help, if you'd like."
"You'd...you'd do that?" Prompto says. "It's not a big deal, I should be able to do it myself-"
"You transitioning into the young man you were also supposed to be is a very big deal." Ignis corrects. "I'd be honored if you let me help you."
Prompto let out a small noise of consideration, before nodding and heading to the bathroom. Ignis followed him, washing his hands in the sink and instructing Prompto to sit on the ring of the hotel bathtub. Prompto does so, pulling out a shot and a cotton swip.
“I am regretful to admit I don’t know a terrible amount about testerone shots. Is there a certain place you can take them?”
“Oh, no worries dude!” Prompto chirps, though Ignis could tell he was nervous. “Upper arm or thigh, but I usually do my thigh.”
Ignis nods, giving him a moment to wiggle his jeans down to his knees, exposing pale skin and even more freckles. He points to his upper thigh, and Ignis nods; disinfecting the area before flicking the needle twice. Prompto gave him a little nod, and the older man carefully inserted the needle.
“Thanks, Iggy. I don’t do well with needles.” Prompto says as Ignis carefully pulls the needle out and wipes his thigh off again. The elder nods.
“Like I said, this is an honor you’d let me do this.” Ignis replies. “Though, I am sure Gladiolus is better at it than me.”
“He’s had years of practice. Nerves of steel.” Prompto says, grinning. “We’re lucky to have him, right? I mean, we can all carry our own, but having Gladiolus here is literally like having a shield-”
Ignis felt himself toning Prompto out for a moment to think of his words. They really are lucky to have each other...and Gladiolus has always protected them when pistols and knives couldn’t. For some reason, he felt his heart beating even faster.
The rest of the evening was normal. Ignis was pleased with himself as he was able to get Nocits to stomach a few bites of vegetables, even with the constant whining he felt accomplished. Prompto and Noctis disappeared across the hall and into their own hotel room- Ignis cringed at what exactly they might be ‘up too’ at such a late hour. He shakes his head, cleaning the kitchenette in his room before lying down for some reading before bed. Of course, it wasn’t that simple; he felt his thoughts drifting to Gladiolus.
Handsome, amazing, strong Gladiolus. Ignis wonders if Gladiolus has ever seen him as more than a friend. They’ve known each other for years, it is possible, but Ignis doubts he would go for someone like him. Someone who sticks to the rules, someone who isn’t as daring and outgoing and fearless. He furrowed his eyebrows, rereading the same sentence over and over before finally setting his book down.
He wasn’t able to sleep. Between trying to mentrally map out tomorrow’s stop, making sure they had enough for the road ahead, and overall nerves, it was hard. He secretly wished he had shared a room with Prompto, it was sometimes hard to sleep with him tossing and turning in the next bed over, but his breathing and movement was a comfort Ignis needed at the moment. He pinches the bridge of his nose, eyelids fluttering open when he hears his door handle shake. He wasn’t expecting Gladiolus to walk in- tall, broad shoulders covered by the darkness of the room. Ignis blinks, sliding on his glasses and sitting up.
“Sorry, Ignis.” Gladiolus whispers when he sees Ignis sitting up right. “Did I wake you?”
“No, I haven’t been able to sleep yet.” Ignis replies honestly. “I thought you were spending the night with Iris?”
“I was, but it’s clear to me what she needs, what do girls call it? “Girl time”?” Gladio chuckles, shaking his head and leaving his boots at the door. “Anyways, she’s out tonight. I told her to call me if she needs anything.”
“She will be fine.” Ignis says. “She is your sister, after all.”
He chuckles. “Good point.”
Silence. Ignis shifts, watching the taller man sit on the edge of his bed and roll his shoulders.
“Today was Prompto’s shot day.”
“Oh, shit, I forgot.” Gladiolus’s eyes widen. “I’ll go wake him-”
“I took care of it.” Ignis blurts out. “I mean, he allowed me to do the shot for him in your absence.”
Gladiolus relaxes, smiling a little. “Really? Well, Thanks. It’s important he doesn’t skip those kinds of things, so he can look like me one day.”
“Do you still take the shots?”
“Rarely.” Gladio says. “Mostly to keep my...menstruation away, you know? Prompto is just starting, he needs to keep his shots regular.”
“It’s very kind of you to help him.” Ignis says gently. “He looks up to you so much.”
Gladio smiles, laying down on his side to face Ignis. “What kind of friend would I be not to help him? Besides, I’m just being the support I wish I had. It's different when you and Noctis were fine with it, you know? While that really helps, having another person more experienced in that is helpful. I’m just glad I can be there for him. For all of you.”
Ignis smiles a little, taking his glasses back off. “It appears so. We should sleep now, Gladiolus. Rest well.”
“You too, Specs. Night.”
Ignis didn’t sleep right away. He instead sighed, staring at Gladiolus face as the elder drifted off into sleep. It was easy to tell when he finally did- his features relaxed and his lips parted just a bit. This is stupid, Ignis thinks to himelf. Am I really about too-
“There is something I need to tell you, Gladiolus, and it seems I can only say it as you sleep.” Ignis whispers, soft enough so it wouldn’t wake the elder. “I...I feel very silly for doing this, please understand that. I...I have feelings for you, Gladiolus. I see you as much more than a friend I have for years. You are the most handsome and most beautiful man I’ve ever seen, or had the pleasure to learn and grow with. Just seeing you everyday makes me so happy...do you understand? I love you, Gladiolus.”
Silence. Ignis wasn’t expecting an answer, but the room was now too quiet. He clears his throat a little, melting into his pillow. He had to admit, he did feel a little better now that he let it out. He wonders if Gladiolus heard him, somewhere in the mix of his dreams. Even more so, he wonders if he wishes his ‘dream’ was real. With that in mind, Ignis slowly fell asleep, eyes locked softly on Gladiolus.
The next morning, they all ate a quick breakfast and piled into the car. Noctis insisted on driving, and Ignis was still a bit tired so he allowed it. It was one of those rare times where Prompto sat in front too, leaving Gladiolus and Ignis to sit next to each other. Gladiolus didn’t pay him much mind, focused mainly on the book in his hands. Ignis closes his eyes, feeling the cool air blow on his face and enjoying the idle chit chat between Noctis and Prompto. Gladiolus nudged him at one point, nodding at the sea beside the car.
“Pretty view.” He notes.
“Indeed.” Ignis replies. “The sun truly does make it shimmer.”
Gladiolus smiles. “You’ve always had an eye for nice looking things, eh?”
“No, that would be me.” Prompto cuts in, lifting his camera and leaning over Noctis, taking a few shots of the sea. All four of them chuckle at the comment, but Ignis took Gladious’s comment to heart.
“There should be some good seafood around here.” Noctis said.
“We had breakfast less than an hour ago.” Ignis reminds him, and Prompto whines.
“I love seafood, man!” He says. “Look, it looks like a little town up ahead! Why don’t we do some shopping and walking, and then meet up again for lunch.”
“Seems like a fine idea to me.” Gladiolus says, closing his book and tucking it under his seat. Ignis sighs and nods, deciding their schuele could lose an hour or two and still be on track. As they parked the car and hopped out, Noctis and Prompto grab each other's hands and rush down the street. Gladiolus laughs, and Ignis calls a “be careful!” After them, his warning no doubt lost to the wind. Gladiolus smiles.
“Want to check out the shops? Maybe they have some good ingredients.”
“Why not.” Ignis replies. It took them a few tries to locate the shops they were looking for, but were more than pleased with the selection. Gladiolus watches with an amused look as Ignis carefully looks at the seasonings, placing them into his small basket before checking out.
“You really love cooking.” Gladiolus notes.
“It's a comfort.” Ignis replies. “Besides, I’ve grown used to cooking for Noctis over the years.”
“Do you mind?”
“Not at all. It pleases me to make meals that make you all smile.” Ignis replies, walking back to the car to put the bag away. Gladiolus leans against the hood, arms crossed.
“You’re not too bad yourself.” Ignis follows up, not wanting the conversation to end.”
“Not as good as you thought.” The taller man says. “But, I do have many talents.”
“That you do.”
“Some of which include being handsome and beautiful, right?”
Ignis freezes, looking up at Gladiolus. The other was smiling knowingly, arms dropping to his side to rest on his hip. He knows. Ignis thinks. He heard everything I said! So why is he smiling?
“You weren’t asleep last night, were you?” Ignis finally says around the lump in his throat.
“No.” Gladiolus replies. “I wasn’t. I have to admit, it was a cute confession. I’ve never heard you so open- Ignis?”
“I don’t appreciate you acting like this is a joke.” Ignis snaps, slamming the car door shut. Later, he’ll hate himself for being so rough on his lovely car, but he was hurt. Gladiolus didn’t seem like the type to view such heavy confessions as a joke.
“It’s not a joke!” Gladiolus replies. “I’ve just-”
“Let’s fine the others for lunch.” He cuts him off, hiding any pain in his voice. Gladiolus knew; he always knew.
“Iggy...I didn’t mean to upset you.” He says, grabbing onto his arm. Ignis doesn’t move, instead looks at the ground. His vision began to blur, gods, was he crying?
“I don’t view this as a joke.” Gladiolus says carefully. “I wasn’t expecting it, that’s all. I didn’t think you liked someone like me...you’ve known shown interest before.”
“I love you, Gladiolus.” Ignis manages to say. “Becuase you’re my dear friend, but you’re also the most interesting person I’ve ever met. I...I don’t want to go another day without seeing you. When you left only for a few days, it felt my heart was being kicked every second I didn’t see you. Deny me all you want, tell me you don’t want me. But I beg of you, don’t view me differently.”
Ignis realized all too late he just confessed in a parking lot, but he didn’t care. He uses his glove to wipe his eyes, and Gladiolus slowly pulled him closer, turning his head to study his face.
“I’ve had a crush on you ever sense I met you.” Gladiolus says softly, a sheepish, sideways smile on his lips. “I thought you were...cute. Some nerd Noctis was around alot, but you were like me. Willing to do anything to protect him. And we still are alike, everyday I feel a close connection to you. Iggy, I really do like you, but it isn’t that simple.”
“Why not?” Ignis asks. Gladiolus sighs, pressing his chin into his shoulder. Ignis stiffens, but doesn’t move.
“I...I am a shield. I am ready to throw myself in front of Noctis at any second, my job is to die for him if it comes to it. Lets say that does happen. It will leave you heart broken and alone, and I can’t stand that idea.”
Ignis felt his heart beating in his ears. More tears foolishly slide down his face. Gladiolus was right, but he couldn’t bring himself to think of that. He likes me back. Does...he love me?
“I can’t continue this unless we try.” Ignis says quietly. “I...I want to try this, Gladiolus.”
“Even with all the risks?” Gladiolus pulls away just enough to look at him, arms around his waist. Ignis felt himself flush, but refuses to acknowledge it.
“I am at risk too.” Ignis points out. “We all are, everyday. I beg of you...give me this.”
He doesn’t give a verbal reply. The tattooed man smiles, cupping his cheek to wipe his tears away with his thumb. He presses a kiss to his forehead, sighing softly against the skin there. Ignis isn’t sure what to do with his hands, so he presses them against his chest- bare as ever, but warm. So warm.
It felt like an impossible task to pull away from each other and meet up with the others, but they somehow managed. On their way to the restaurant, Ignis quickly noted he didn’t want them to know yet- and how relationships were very new to him. Gladiolus had known- I mean, if Ignis did have a partner in the past, Gladiolus would have known about it. He has always been a bit protective over that subject, and over all thought Ignis had no desire to date anyone. But were they dating? It felt like it, and the mere thought lit up childish delight in Ignis’s chest. He clears his throat, waving at Noctis and heading into the restaurant.
Lunch was normal. Prompto shoves fish into his mouth as he shows off his pictures, Noctis flicking the green beans off his plate and onto Gladiolus. Ignis was too far on cloud 9 to even mention he should eat his vegetables, forcing his eyes to steady on his plate and not the heavenly man across the table. Gladiolus didn’t seem much better- the second they got into the car, he gave Ignis’s hand and knee squeezes whenever he was sure the others weren’t looking. The affection was new, trying his limits, but it wasn’t bad. He knew, even with his inexperience, Gladiolus would never do something to hurt him.
“I’m beat!” Prompto announces when they finally- finally- get to their hotel for the night.
“We didn’t even do that much today.” Noctis says, crossing his arms.
“Still, I’m tired! That food knocked me out!”
“We ate lunch- nevermind.” Gladiolus shakes his head, and whispers something into Prompto’s ear. Ignis pays for their rooms and they head upstairs- deciding to skip dinner and head straight to bed. Ignis felt himself relieved- that means he’d get more time with Gladiolus alone. As the two olders enter their room, Gladiolus looks through his bag.
“Missing something?” Ignis asks.
“No, I-ah found it.” He pulls out what looks like a tank top- obviously way to small for him. “I keep Prompto’s binders, just to insure he doesn’t wear them too long. He needed a clean one.”
Ignis’s heart lights up- Gladiolus, while he’d probably never admit it, is very fatherly. “That’s kind of you.”
“Mhm. I’ll be right back.”
“I am going to shower.”
Ignis grabs some spare night clothes and goes to the bathroom, marvling a little at the size. He blushes when he realises he must have ordered the couple suite- the shower was large with double heads. He slides out of his clothes and glasses and stands under the water, sighing as the warmth hits his shoulders. He rubs the back of his neck, and swears he hears the door. The glass was foggy glass, and while he couldn’t make out much, he could see dark tattoos.
“Hey, Iggy.” Gladiolus says. “Is it cool if we shower together? I don’t feel like waiting.”
“Yes, come in.” Ignis says. It wasn’t their first time showering together. It’s only happened a handful of times- when they're too tired to take turns or have to sleep at shady motels and have their guards up high. But its different now- Ignis wasn’t sure what their relationship was now.
Gladiolus slides in, keeping their backs to each other as he turns on the other showerhead. They fell into a comforting silence, but Gladiolus clears his throat.
“Iggs?”
“Hm?”
“I know we apparently aren’t the greatest at confessing, but...are we like, official? It’s cool if you don’t want too quite yet-”
“I’d like to think so.” Ignis replies. “If you’re okay with it, that is. I feel like...we’ve known each other for years, we can skip the ‘getting to know each other’ phase.”
“We’ve had that phase already.” Gladiolus agrees. “So...we’re boyfriends?”
“Yes-” Ignis gasps as strong arms wrap around his waist, melting into the soft, warm skin behind him. Gladiolus presses a kiss just under his ear, and Ignis shivers.
“Good.” He says softly. “Now I don’t have to get tense everytime someone looks at you.”
“You really think I’d date just anyone?”
“No.” Gladiolus says. “But, that doesn’t mean never. Can I wash your hair?”
Ignis nods, sighing as cold soap is poured onto his hair, strong fingers gently washing him. He could get used to this, letting loose just for Gladiolus’s eyes only. A kiss is placed to his nose, and he finds himself chuckling.
“You missed, Dearest.”
Gladiolus smiles at the nickname, rinsing the soap out of Ignis’s hair, “Did I, now?”
Ignis nods, pressing his palm to his cheek and drawing him closer. Gladiolus’s smile softens, eyes flicking to his and then his mouth, connecting them with a soft brush of lips.
It was a warm kiss, as well as Ignis’s first. His heart was fluttering like crazy, his lips tingling in delight at finally kissing the man he’s watched and loved for years. Gladiolus pulls away, smiling softly.
“I love you, Ignis. I’m sorry it took me so long to get over my anxiety and ask you.”
“If anything, I’m honored you thought so far ahead. But you- we- will be okay. I promise.”
Gladiolus grins. “Whatever you say, Specs. Whatever you say.”
It took them three months to finally have the ‘sex talk’. They had told Prompto and Noctis about their relationship, but boys grinned and seemed delighted by the idea. Their relationship was evolving beautifully, careful and caring and amazing. Sex wasn’t a major item on Ignis’s list, but the more time he spent with Gladiolus, the more curious he was.
“I don’t really bottom.” Gladiolus says, pulling Ignis closer to his chest. They were curled up on their hotel bed, Ignis pressed comfortably into his chest. “But sometimes I don’t mind. I want it sometimes, actually.”
“I would prefer to bottom most of the time, so it seems that works perfectly.” Ignis replies. “If you don’t mind me asking, what do you call your lower parts?”
“Good question.” Gladiolus presses a kiss to his head. “My dick, 100%. I usually just call the other part just my hole...sometimes more femimine terms are okay. Safest bet is just hole.”
“Alright.” Ignis replies. “And you own a strap, correct?”
“Sure do.” Gladiolus replies. “We’ll use that, if that’s okay.”
“How will I get you off if we use it?” Ignis says. Gladiolus considers it.
“There are a few ways. Your mouth, just rubbing, or I can take care of it myself.”
“I wouldn’t let you do that, I want you to feel good as well.” Ignis says, turning his head to kiss his jaw. “When...when would we do this?”
Gladiolus goes to answer, but Prompto runs into their room before he can. “Hey, guys! Noctis and I are probably going to be in our room all night.” He holds up what looks like a video game. “Noctis bought a new game, we’re gonna try this baby out!”
“Have fun.” Gladiolus says. “Oh, Blondie?”
“Yeah?”
“Binder. Off.”
Prompto blinks, looking down at his chest. “Crap, you’re right. Thanks. Night, guys!”
Prompto runs out, and they both chuckle.
“He’d have bruised ribs if it weren’t for me.” Gladiolus says.
“He’d have a lot more than that, I’m sure.” Ignis replies. “Do you think they’ll just play video games all night?”
“They’ll play with something, but I’m not 100% sure it will be controllers.”
Ignis snorts, and Gladiolus chuckles harder. The vibration was nice, Ignis felt himself leaning more into his chest.
“...They’re going to be gone all night. Maybe we can try...tonight?”
“I don’t see why not.” Ignis says. “Let’s see how it goes.”
Ignis found himself on Gladiolus’s lap, holding his shoulders and carefully kissing the taller man. Gladiolus hums, holding his waists and mapping out Ignis’s mouth yet again. Kisses between them were not uncommon, but this one promised more; something deeper. A breathy moan escaped Ignis as Gladio’s hands slide to his ass, gripping lightly.
“Are you a virgin?” Gladiolus asks, pulling away just to kiss his throat.
“I...yes. But I am not totally inexperienced.” Ignis decides lying will get him nowhere.
“No worries.” Gladiolus replies. “It’s been a while sense I’ve done this.”
“Have you done it a lot?” Ignis asks, storking his hands over Gladiolus’s shoulders, tracing his eagle wing tattoos.
“No, this is my second time.” Gladiolus smiles. “Lay down for me? I want to get a good look at you.”
“Of course.” Ignis says, switching positions and lying down. Gladiolus smirks, kissing his throat and biting softly at his adams apple. Ignis grabs his arms, giving himself something to hold onto it as Gladiolus's tonuge explored the Callum of his throat. Ignis takes a careful breath as his buttons were undone, exposing his top part for Gladiolus. It wasn't their first time pressed together like this, but it was hotter- Ignis could feel every Inch of where they were connected. He moans softer as Gladiolus moves lower, tongue playfully flicking over his nipple.
"T-that's lewd." Ignis stutters out, stupidly blabbering. Gladiolus smiles, sucking one into his mouth while playfully twisting the other. Once Ignis's chest was red and perky, Gladiolus moved back up to kiss him.
"You're really hard." Gladiolus whispers. "Your nipples must be really sensitive."
"B-because no one has ever touched them before." Ignis pants out. "Gladiolus, love, let me pleasure you. I want to use my mouth."
"If you finger yourself while you do so, you can. I wanna get this show on the road." Gladiolus smiles a bit. "If you know how, that is."
"Of course I know how." Ignis blushes, watching as Gladiolus sits up to tug at his belt buckle. He watches as that absurdly deep v line is exposed, the taller man grinning and awkwardly getting his pants off. It wasn't graceful by any means, but Ignis thought his little struggle was adorable, and so Gladio. He was handsome down there too, Ignis decides- his skin looked soft and well taken care of, trimmed short and neat and his cock peeking out just so. Ignis, regardless of his oral inexperience, felt his mouth start to water.
“Like what you see?” Gladiolus’s teasing voice drags him out of his thoughts. Ignis nods, clearing his throat.
“You look delicious. How would you like to do this?”
“I can lean against the headboard, if you’re on your knees you’ll probably be able to reach yourself easier.” Gladiolus says with a shrug. “Oh, baby?”
“Yes?”
“You’re going to need to take your pants off.”
Ignis blushes and nods, earning a chuckle from his taller partner. Ignis isn’t a self conscious man, but he felt himself trying to keep his thighs closed once his pants were off- he wasn’t nearly as beautiful as Gladiolus. Gladiolus grabbed his face, stroking his cheeks gently.
“You seem shy, Iggy.” He says softly. Ignis leans into his touch with a shy.
“Nervous is a better word.” Ignis replies softly. “I want to make this pleasurable for you.”
“I will be, I promise. It’s hard to mess up blow jobs, just don’t use teeth.” Gladiolus promises, gilding Ignis’s head lower.
Once he was facing his dripping sex, Ignis had to take a slow breath to stop himself form diving in like a mad man. He wasn’t terribly wet, but Ignis had read that some trans men don’t get as wet as one with this anatomy would usually. He felt himself somewhat marveling at the growth of his cock- wide and maybe three inches long. Carefully, he lifted too fingers to gently stroke it. Gladiolus gave a pleased hum, then hands his lube to Ignis.
“I don’t know if anyone has ever told you this, Gladiolus, but you’re very brave.”
Gladiolus snorts. “I get told that everyday, Igs. Comes with the job.”
Ignis shakes his head. “Not just for that. I mean going through your transition alone. I...I know it must have been very hard for you, trying to get everything you needed and passing at such a young age. I am sorry I didn’t help you more. I was so focused making sure Noctis had everything he needed...I assumed he was the only one I should care about. But I realize now; I love you, Gladiolus. And I wish I was there for you.”
“Glad to see my dick gets such lovey dovey reactions out of you.” Gladiolus teases, but there was a softness in his voice. “But...thank you, Ignis. You and Noctis never questioned my Identity, even back when I didn’t pass as much as I do now. That means a lot more than you’ll ever know, it kept me balanced.”
Gladiolus stroked his hair gently. Ignis nods, focusing his attention back between his legs. Carefully, his slides his glasses off and gives his cock a teasing lick. Gladiolus stiffens a gasp, forcing his hips to stay still. Ignis smiles a little, glancing up at him before allowing the full length of his cock to rest on his tongue. It was a comforting weight- one Ignis was growing used too quickly. The taste and smell was intoxicating- a little bitter, but sweet, and all of it was Gladiolus.
“Fuck, Iggy.” Gladiolus breaths. “Come on, keep going.”
He hums, the vibrations tearing another shiver from Gladiolus. As he continues to carefully- and quite frankly, unskillfully- lick and suck around Gladiolus, he popped over the lube cap and squired a generous amount onto his fingers. Gladiolus let out soft moans and groans, watching with heated eyes as Ignis’s hand disappears behind himself, followed by a soft sigh.
“You have no idea how good you look right now.” Gladiolus says, grabbing his hair. “Sucking my cock, fingering yourself. I never thought I’d get you here, but fuck, I’m glad I did. Do you like sucking me off, Iggy?”
Ignis could do nothing but nod, eyes tightly shut as he sucks Gladiolus’s cock with a little more force. The elder hums, low and deep and enough to make Ignis press another finger inside himself. It was tight- so tight, he rarely did this, and when he did, he never took his time- but he couldn’t focus on the pain. All he could focus on was Gladiolus, so handsome it should be illegal. Gods above, he was a lucky man indeed.
They stayed like that for at least a few more minutes. Gladiolus gave tips and moaned loudly every time Ignis followed his commands, and Ignis struggled to hold back his moans and groans of pleasure. When Gladiolus finally pulled his head away, Ignis whined quietly. Gladiolus smirks.
“I know you like sucking me off, but I want to have my way with you.”
Ignis shivered loudly. “D-don’t say things-”
“That are lewd? You just almost came by sucking my cock, don’t tell me about lewd.”
Before he could reply, Gladiolus tugged him up and closer to give him a messy kiss. The shared taste of Gladiolus between them only caused it to be hotter, needer. Gladiolus’s skilled fingers trailed down Ignis’s back, circling his stretched hole.
“Are you ready for me?” He whispers. “My strap is pretty big.”
“I-I should be.” Ignis replies. “But-Gladiolus.”
Ignis gripped onto his shoulders as Gladiolus teasingly pressed two fingers in, humming as he noted he was stretched indeed. Ignis couldn’t help himself; he grinded back onto his fingers.
“Ah, ah ah, save that for my cock.” Gladiolus purrs, pulling out and laying Ignis on the bed. Ignis watched as he dug onto his bag, taking this time to jerk himself off, giving himself some pleasure.
“You look so good when you feel good.” Gladiolus says, watching with a heated gaze as he slid his strap over his legs and hips. It looked good on Gladiolus- dark strapped and cock matching his skin tone, it could pass as real. Ignis spread his legs, ignoring his insane blush going down to his chest.
“You needn’t say those things.” Ignis breaths. “Get over here, would you?”
“You seem to be doing fine-”
“Gladiolus.”
“Coming, I’m coming.” Gladiolus laughs, kneeling on the bed and giving Ignis a messy kiss. He reopened the lube to pour into his cock, making sure he was wet enough for Ignis. A bit of nerves built up in Ignis’s stomach, he tried to breath and steady himself.
“Hey, you’re doing fine.” Gladiolus says when he notices his nerves. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
“It isn’t that.” Ignis shakes his head, biting his lip as the tip of Gladiolus’s cock pressed against his hole. “I’ve just...am worried I will be no good at this.”
“You’ll be fine.” Gladiolus whispers into his ear. “Hold onto me, and try to relax.”
The first inch caused Ignis to let out a loud gasp, grabbing tightly onto Gladiolus’s shoulders and willing himself to relax. They were, after all, still in a hotel. Gladiolus shushed softly into his ear, arms around him like a safe haven as he slowly worked his hips shallowing in and out. Ignis nods, and Gladiolus slowly pressed deeper inside of him. It was a slow and careful process, but by the time he was completely inside, Ignis was shaking and moaning with every breath.
“So deep.” He breaths. “Gods, Gladiolus, I can feel you everywhere-”
“You feel amazing, Ignis.” Gladiolus purrs, though he really couldn’t feel inside of him. Ignis wondered if it helped Gladiolus set the mood, or maybe he can convince himself he can feel. Either way, he caused him to clench around the cock inside of him. “So damn tight. I’m going to move, okay?”
“Please do.” Ignis says, sucking in a slow breath as Gladiolus pulls out, then pushes all the way back inside. Gladiolus kissed him- because his lips were so temping, and he didn’t want a noise complaint- as he pushed back and forth, finally finding a good rhythm and fucking into Ignis carefully. It was amazing to see him debatched for once- eyes glossy with pleasure and cheeks and neck flushed with want. He grits his teeth and fucks into him harder.
He needs to see more of those cute expressions.
“Gladiolus, Gladiolus.” Ignis breaths his name like some sort of prayer, legs wrapped tightly around his hips in an attempt to keep him deeper inside. Gladiolus uses one hand to jerk him off, and Ignis nearly screams.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” He purrs. “Fuck, Iggy, look at you. You look so fucking good, we need to do this more often. How am I suppose to sleep again, huh? Knowing what you look like, pressed under me, taking my cock so good-”
Ignis’s back arches off the bed, toes curling and fingers twisting in the bed sheets. Gladiolus smiles, sucking on his neck- not hard, just enough so the hickies remain for a few hours. Ignis feels himself growing close, his abdomen clenching.
“I-I’m going to cum, Gladiolus.” He breaths. “Help me-”
“I’m not letting go, Ignis.” Gladiolus promises. “Let go for me. Cum.”
And he did, almost on command. He shivered and moaned as he came all over Gladiolus’s hand, white strips painting his fist and dropping onto Ignis’s stomach. Gladiolus slows his thrusts to a stop, breathing heavily and bringing his fingers to his lips for a taste. If Ignis noticed, he didn’t say anything. Gladiolus carefully pulls out, taking off his strap on and working his fingers over his own cock, so close just from fucking him. He watches as Ignis’s eyes flutter open, locking on Gladiolus’s hand. His legs part, temptingly so, and Gladiolus knows he knows how beautiful he looks. With a quite groan he cums, dripping onto his hand, but not terrbily heavy. Ignis smiles a little, trying to sit up.
“Hey, lay down.” Gladiolus says. “Let me clean us up.”
“I can help.” The younger man insisted.
“Ignis, lay down.”
Ignis shifts, but carefully lays down. Gladiolus smiles a bit, grabbing clean clothes and a towel to carefully clean them up. Ignis seemed needy, trying to pull Gladiolus down for cuddles as he helped the other into more comfortable sleeping clothes. Gladiolus laughs, finally getting them both clean and rehydrated and lying down. Ignis found his spot on his chest, pressing his cheek against him.
“You were amazing, Gladiolus.” He whispers, sounding exhausted.
“So were you. You stayed calm, for a virgin.” Ignis slaps his chest in reply.
“Only because I trust you.” Ignis yawns. “Not just for...that, but for everything.”
Gladiolus smiles softly, kissing the top of his hair. “I trust you too, Ignis. We’ve got to sleep, okay? Lots of driving tomorrow, but Noctis can do it.”
“Alright...Gladio?”
“Hm?”
“I...I love you.”
The tattooed man grins. “I love you, too.”