As exhilarating as the previous heat and tension between them was, Ignis isn't unhappy with it suddenly shifting into something slower and calmer. He leans into the strong fingers in his hair and the warmth of the lips pressed against his even as his hands slip away from their previous tasks to explore the expanses of Gladio's bronzed skin.

He doesn't rush the kiss, though when they do finally part, he also doesn't hesitate to fulfill the Shield's request, drawing his name out just a little more than he had before, voice even more breathless this time.

"Gladio. Please."