Ignis's smile widens under the press of Gladio's lips, his mind delighted at the positive reaction to his little idea while his body willingly allows the passionate kiss to steal his breath away. Once they've parted, he folds the fingers of one hand so his index finger is left alone to trail a light, winding path down across Gladio's stomach.

"I could let my fingers do most of the work or I could let my mouth do it. One of these would require you letting me up, though. I wonder which you will choose?"