"Oh? Well I guess we just need to make it even, then." The grin is audible in Gladio's voice, hands working swiftly over the buttons of his shirt, rumbling his annoyance as he always does when he has to undress his lover.

"Difference is I make it easy." Grumbled playfully as he shoves Ignis' partially unbuttoned shirt out of the way so that he can drag teeth and lips and tongue over skin that is still impressively pale considering they're on a tropical island. It makes the contrast of Gladio's deep tan even more clear where his hands slide up over Ignis' chest. But for all the grumbling he dips his head, suckles lightly at his collarbone, nibbles his way up Iggy's throat.

"Love you."