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protectore) wrote2028-02-05 01:06 pm
protectore) wrote2028-02-05 01:06 pm
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Gladiolus Amicitia ✦ Final Fantasy XVRESIDENCE ✦ Assigned apartment
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dragon times!
when he returns, however, the manor is uncharacteristically quiet. setting down his groceries in the kitchen and putting them aside, he's even more curious when the silence persists. gladio was here when he'd left; it's not like him to leave without warning when they're spending the day together.
moving quietly through the rooms, he calls out, ]
Gladio?
[ but he stops when he sees a strange-looking shadow in his study, and the unfamiliar shape of -- ]
Gladio, is that you?
sexy dragon times ;D
Ignis is not wrong when he guesses that it is Gladio, lounging on one of the fancy couches with tons of pillows in his study. After all, the entire thing smelled like him. And Gladio, after getting his new form, felt a bit... possessive. And wanting to be close to the man who wasn't in the house.
He's running through his fingers one of Ignis' silky, expensive but sexy scarves, leaning back against what is very obviously Ignis' own pillow from the bedroom with the bottle of his cologne on the coffee table. Gladio's eyes flick up instantly the moment he hears Ignis call out to him and he grins.]
Not bad, huh?
[He's sitting shirtless (obviously) on the couch, one leg resting on the floor while the other is bent up in a knee, in very tight pants. But that's not what's odd about this picture.
It's the set of black horns, curving back into two rows of spikes; in a certain light, they give a glint of purple, like the amethyst gem he has on his chest. They are set right above his ears, and from them black, also shimmering purple, scales spread down his neck on both sides and down his neck, over his shoulders, seemingly following the pattern of the tattoo, and ending on top of his fingers, where instead of nails, he has long claws. His hair is loose and a bit longer than usual, but it has been growing nonetheless, all of it falling freely over his back. And what's there, but can't properly be spotted, is a black, scaled dragon tail. It's chilling under (Ignis') blanket.]
How was the shopping?
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[ all his life, ignis has been prepared for a vast array of different situations, but nothing, not even his time in here, has actually prepared him for this.
ignis pauses before he enters, taking in the way gladio looks like he's... nesting. or something like that, especially when he's posing like a centerfold model that will put all other models to shame. the man is shirtless, gorgeous, his breath catching at the sight of the black horns.
he's no stranger to transformations -- hell, they've both seen quite a few things in the past few months, but this one takes the cake. gladio is absolutely beautiful like this, otherworldly and dangerous and ultimately sexy, and he draws closer to him, his expression easing into an appreciative little smile. ]
You've been busy when I was gone, I see. [ when he's close enough, he reaches out to brush his fingers lightly through gladio's long hair. oh, it does look good on him, as does everything about this curiously interesting scene. ] The shopping went well, but that's not what you intend to talk about, is it?
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I'm ready to do everything with you, from talking to... not talking, [his finger hooks onto Ignis' pants and pulls him closer, the free hand casually untucking the perfectly ironed shirt and making a mess of it- just so he can get tips of his fingers on the skin.]
The transformation this time has gone off the rails a bit [it's an understatement, but Gladio doesn't look bothered, -yet- anyway,] but we could take advantage of it~ [Take advantage of what exactly he doesn't explain, as he busies his lips, leaving kisses just along the edge of Ignis' pants. This is how you welcome your love and partner, right?]
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[ oh, gladio is absolutely gorgeous, and ignis' once-over is deliberate; he's admiring him, and how the transformation seems to suit him despite the otherworldly nature of it. still. he smiles, making a soft, pleased sound when he feels those soft lips press against his pants.
gladio is afforded the most exceptions, and ignis' gaze is gentle as he leans into him, gently unbuckling his own belt and loosening the catch on his pants to give him more access. however, ignis wants some fun of his own, first.
he leans down to kiss him, his tongue gently running over the sharpness of his fangs to test the waters. the kiss is open-mouthed and slow, sensuous, with ignis climbing onto his lap after shucking his pants off, his briefs joining the pile, too. ]
I like it, very much. [ his hands come to splay over his chest as he huffs a soft laugh against his lips. ] Show me what else has changed?
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He grins up at him-] Why not find out on your own? [He leans back against the lounge chair, looking a little bit too smug for his own good, but also happy and excited. Really excited.]
I think you'll like what you find, [Gladio murmurs, hips pushing up a little in a slow grind, hands running over Ignis' hips and thighs, already knowing every curve and dip of it, but always loving to relearn them.]