That made him lock his gaze with Gladio’s instantly. His mouth was suddenly dry and none of the words in his head made any sense. Had he really just…? Well, it wasn’t very romantic! Trying to be indignant or dismissive, a thousand thoughts went through his head. Maybe he meant some kind of gesture towards Noct? A new kind of bow?
Only the darkness in his look gave him away. Ignis stood there, deer in the headlights expression on his face, wondering if maybe just for a minute whether it might be ok to kneel in front of Gladio and open his pants, just to get a taste. Feeling his cheeks grow hot, he licked his lips. “And w-why on earth would I,… would I attempt that?”
He knew full well. God, Gladiolus was going to fuck him over the dinner table. Trying to remember what underwear he had on, he winced internally. None today. Wonderful. Fucked raw and senseless then. Moving quickly, he turned the oven off then seated himself on the table, not obeying because he wanted to be sure.
“Gladio.” It was a warning. /If we cross this line, we can’t come back. I can’t. I won’t. I’ll need you. I’ll get addicted. And you know it./ Frowning, he watched his friend and overly flirtatious crush with genuine curiosity. Did he just want a quick fuck or was this something more?
Indeed it was crossing a line, a really big line but their lives were shitty. Shitty enough that he knew there was a chance he wouldn’t be making it back alive. So why not grab what he wanted, from the person he wanted, and from the only other person that would understand that they couldn’t ever put their love before Noctis because Noctis was the number one priority. But that didn’t mean he had to be the only priority.
“Do you not want to attempt that?” he asked, keeping his voice low. Everything was gentle because he had to make sure everything felt safe for Ignis because he knew for a man that always had to be in control, it would perhaps not be an entirely easy feat. But that didn’t mean he was going to retract the offer immediately.
He watched him sit at the table, contemplating all sorts of things as he watched him there, all sorts of rather filthy thoughts flooding through him now that the possibility was there. He’d open the floodgates to those thoughts now that he had taken that first step and there was that hint that maybe Ignis was receptive to the idea, that he had read all the signals right.
“If you want to stay in the chair, I’ll go find Noctis for dinner.”
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