[It's adorable and silly and sweet and Gladio's a godsdamned idiot but he doesn't make a conscious decision to do it either. He's a passenger along for the ride with his traitorous heart in control of his body. He catches that threatening hand, cups the wiggling fingers in his own to still them, raising Ignis' hand so he can press a kiss to his fingertips, smiling and soft.]
I will. [Quiet, almost like a promise and Gladio's certain he's going to choke on his heart any second. Or worse he's going to move his lips from Ignis' fingertips to something far more telling and he can't but it hurts so much. So he does the only thing he can think of to escape the consequences of his own actions.
He dives at Ignis, hands going for his sides, high up, the sensitive skin over his ribs and under his arms and even through the blond's shirt he will surely be able to get some reaction from him.]
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I will. [Quiet, almost like a promise and Gladio's certain he's going to choke on his heart any second. Or worse he's going to move his lips from Ignis' fingertips to something far more telling and he can't but it hurts so much. So he does the only thing he can think of to escape the consequences of his own actions.
He dives at Ignis, hands going for his sides, high up, the sensitive skin over his ribs and under his arms and even through the blond's shirt he will surely be able to get some reaction from him.]