"He makes the most pitiful sounds when he even thinks you're going to step on him," Ignis mutters back as Gladio finishes clearing their path and opens the door. "I had to do something before I lost my mind."

Ignis is glad when Gladio turns his attention back to him, but that feeling lasts only for a moment as he knows better than to trust that particular chuckle. He's just opening his mouth to warn the Shield against whatever he's thinking when he's dropped onto the bed causing his breath to leave him in a startled huff. He doesn't even get to properly scold Gladio for the rough handling because by the time he has his breath back, his lover is back on the bed and very naked.

"This is quite unfair. I do hope you realize that." How is he suppose to have enough focus to scold when there is so much tanned skin and muscle for him to focus on feeling instead?