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❰ oh, there's been more than a few looks. their little motel chat may not have actively spelled anything out, but it was more than telling enough for gladio to find the confidence to spend the last couple of days eyeing ignis up and down when he was looking but the other two were conveniently distracted. and then there was the eye contact, established just in time to lick some food off his thumb or something similarly 'innocent' and lingering just a little too long before he glanced away.

ignis took an impressively long time to acknowledge the efforts. in fact, gladio even had to resort to unnecessary touch - the usual casual hand on iggy's shoulder this time skating partway down his back on gladio's way by, for example.

but it's been a good hour or so since his latest attempt, and he's actually thoroughly invested in fixing up the campfire to keep burning with less personal attention when all of a sudden he's being co-opted for an outing.

...oh.

welp, he's rising to his feet and brushing his hands off on his pants, because: ❱

Must be a lot of herbs, if you need my help.

❰ he knows damn well that it's not 'a lot of herbs'. ❱

[ that comment gets a raise of the eyebrows and a dry look. gladio has tried to get his attention a lot recently and now he's making comments that could endanger that. really. thankfully prompto and noctis are too busy pulling their phones out to pay much attention to the unimpressed look ignis is throwing gladio and as ignis turns on his heel to walk into the woods he hears the gunner's exclamation over an "in game event". ignis knows from that alone that he could vanish with gladio for hours and neither one would notice.

ignis keeps an eye out for herbs as he walks, making sure to take note of anything that would require taking back. it's just difficult to do when he keeps thinking of that lingering touch from gladio before. he may not have reacted visibly to it, but ignis is half certain the the shield just about branded him in doing so. lucky for him that gladio can take a hint to follow him, and once they're away from the camp's earshot ignis turns to face gladio.]

What are you doing? And don't say you're following me into the woods, you know what I'm talking about.

❰ gladio does indeed take a hint and follow, keeping his mouth pretty much shut as they trek off through the trees. he may or may not be taking mental bets of how far they're going to go, whether or not ignis will at least pretend to collect herbs and then roundaboutly inquire or whether he'll -

'what are you doing?'

well. that answers that.

gladio stops now too, shifting his weight onto one leg to say: ❱ No idea. ❰ honest and straightforward. then his tone drops fractionally, the barest corners of his lips twitching as he suppresses a grin. ❱ Is it working?

[ the question gladio puts forwards gives ignis pause. was it working? if it wasn't then they certainly wouldn't be standing in the middle of the woods even discussing it. but then what did gladio even mean by it to begin with?

and how did answering a question with another question even work? ignis huffs, folding his arms and fixing gladio with what he hopes is his sternest glare.]

Yes, it is working. [ that is going on the assumption that the shield is trying to wind him up. it's working extremely well.] And what are you going to do now you actually have my attention?

❰ it's probably entirely irritating to ignis, how amusing he can be when he's frustrated. gladio's managed to keep his straight face through the huffing and the obvious inner turmoil, but iggy's confession and its reluctance finally has him grinning.

but then comes the question, the 'what are you going to do', and that? that was unexpected. not shockingly so, but enough that he doesn't have an answer prepared. it's not even 'what are we going to do now', it's all on gladio.

so the grin fades, and he looks almost thoughtful for a second, then another.

then, decisively, he closes the distance between them in two quick strides, one arm sliding around ignis's lower back as the other catches his face and pulls him into a lingering kiss.

good enough answer for you, ignis? ❱

[ ignis waits to see what the answer is, knowing full well that the shield has heard the way it was phrased. you not we. he wants to see what gladio will even do or how far he's even willing to go.

the few seconds that pass feel almost too long and then before ignis can even move there's arm arm snaking around his lower back. ignis doesn't pull away from the kiss, instead taking a second to enjoy the almost overwhelming sense of relief as he slides his own hands up to occupy gladio's shoulders. finally. he gives a small hum of appreciation before firmly returning the kiss. it's a good enough answer for now.]

❰ there's a sort of give from ignis that he hadn't expected. it kinda makes gladio wonder how bad he really did get to him, a curiosity that at the very least gives him an excuse to fall back on if any of this ends up backfiring.

not that he thinks it's going to. ignis is kissing him back now in no uncertain terms, and that's pretty much the only cue gladio needs to press forward, one step, two steps, three - and all of a sudden, ignis is bodily pinned to a nearby tree. gladio's forearm braces against the rough bark while his other arm lingers firmly around the man's waist. none of this, mind you, interrupted his kissing, though he does pause just long enough to catch ignis's bottom lip lightly between his teeth. ❱

[ the only reason ignis slightly gives so easily is so he can control the situation, to take stock of exactly what is going on and how far gladio is willing to push his luck given the opportunity. that's what ignis is going to keep on telling himself as he clutches at gladio's shoulders just that bit tighter. as far as he's concerned right now, after lingering touches and too much time on his hands to overthink things, this is just fine.

ignis moves backwards easily as gladio moves them, leaning back against the arm and the tree as he twists a hand in the front of Gladio's shirt. he can't help the small gasp at teeth on his lip, green eyes fluttering shut as he tries to ignore the way his back arches just so. this was ridiculous, ignis can recognize as much, but at the same time the shield has managed to get under his skin so well and ignis is already leaning back up and into another kiss, this time making sure to part his lips and tilt his head back in silent invitation, curious to see if gladio will take the opportunity.]

❰ oh, he'll take it. his own lips part in turn, deepening the kiss even further with a pleased hum in the back of his throat. in fact, he'll do him one better, hips rolling forward just slightly to establish just one more point of contact.

you'd think he'd at least be a little bit nervous, but gladio doesn't really see it as pushing his luck, considering ignis is obviously not objecting. ❱

Edited 2017-02-27 06:25 (UTC)

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next one will be way better, i'm tired as fuq