What wasn't there to like about it though. Gladio was hot as fuck when he came, the fact he made that happen? Yeah, that worked for him. More than a little. Add in what has officially been dubbed Gladio's Sex Voice™ praising him and he is more than gone.
He's easy to haul up, still light despite the muscle he's put on over the years. And he's quick to slip around around Gladio's larger frame, skin pressed into skin and a soft moan into the kiss. Fuck but he could get used to this, the feeling of being so wrapped up in someone like he was in Gladio in that moment. Which was a scary thought.
But he let himself get lost in the kiss, lost in Gladio. A hand slid up his back, over the black ink lines and threaded into the hair that had gotten longer over the years. He tugged gently, letting his lips part from Gladio's and pressed a soft kiss Gladio's jaw as he tugged his head back lightly. A grin before he let go and ducked his head under the spray of water for a moment. And while the shower had room, it was still a bit of a tight squeeze with Gladio. He'd washed his hair the night before so it didn't need to be done again. There was a thought, sort of swirled in the back of his mind of grabbing the shampoo regardless, but running it through Gladio's hair instead of his own, letting his fingers run through the strands and dig into his scalp. But it felt daunting somehow. Too intimate despite the fact he just had Gladio's dick down his throat.
So instead he leaned up, pressed a brief kiss to Gladio's lips before he spoke. "I'll let you get cleaned up," he said as he slipped out of the shower and grabbed a towel to wrap around himself. Though he didn't make a move to leave the room itself.
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He's easy to haul up, still light despite the muscle he's put on over the years. And he's quick to slip around around Gladio's larger frame, skin pressed into skin and a soft moan into the kiss. Fuck but he could get used to this, the feeling of being so wrapped up in someone like he was in Gladio in that moment. Which was a scary thought.
But he let himself get lost in the kiss, lost in Gladio. A hand slid up his back, over the black ink lines and threaded into the hair that had gotten longer over the years. He tugged gently, letting his lips part from Gladio's and pressed a soft kiss Gladio's jaw as he tugged his head back lightly. A grin before he let go and ducked his head under the spray of water for a moment. And while the shower had room, it was still a bit of a tight squeeze with Gladio. He'd washed his hair the night before so it didn't need to be done again. There was a thought, sort of swirled in the back of his mind of grabbing the shampoo regardless, but running it through Gladio's hair instead of his own, letting his fingers run through the strands and dig into his scalp. But it felt daunting somehow. Too intimate despite the fact he just had Gladio's dick down his throat.
So instead he leaned up, pressed a brief kiss to Gladio's lips before he spoke. "I'll let you get cleaned up," he said as he slipped out of the shower and grabbed a towel to wrap around himself. Though he didn't make a move to leave the room itself.