[It's hard to say 'no' to Gladio when he's pressing in close, touching Ravus with clear reverence. And in such a secluded little corner of the woods, there's really no reason to.
He lifts his chin, proud and aristrocratic. A prize worthy of Gladio's desire.]
You may.
[He keeps teasingly still, letting Gladio come to him to claim that kiss.]
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He lifts his chin, proud and aristrocratic. A prize worthy of Gladio's desire.]
You may.
[He keeps teasingly still, letting Gladio come to him to claim that kiss.]