Ignis laughs wickedly into that devouring kiss, not allowing his breath to stolen quite so quickly this time. Well, he had given Gladio an easy route to pleasure, but of course the Shield hadn't taken it. It would have been surprising had he decided to.

Not wanting to allow Gladio to get ahead of him, Ignis quickly unfolds his fingers and wastes no time wrapping them around the Shield's cock, giving it a slow, strong stroke from base to tip.

Surprisingly enough, his other hand doesn't go to try and stop Gladio's work on his belt. Instead, it winds itself back into long chestnut tresses and pulls.