Ignis grinds against him and Gladio groans, low and deep against his throat. One long leg wraps around him and Gladio's hands move immediately, dipping down, cupping ass and thigh, lifting Ignis' weight into his arms and using the tight grip on his ass to coax his other leg up around his waist.

"Fu-" He starts to curse, hips jerking against his lover, so eager already, but then Ignis is kissing him and he gasps against the other man's mouth.

The kiss he surrenders to Ignis, lets him pull at long thick hair and kiss the breath out of him. But his hands hold Iggy close as he takes a step back from the door, taking away the support from behind him, making sure Ignis is settled firmly against him. Gladio, however, is not nearly so smooth as Ignis when it comes to walking blindly through the living room. The goal is their room, their bed but first he has to get there without dropping Iggy or breaking his toes on a table, chairs... the damn cat.