[Gladio smirks at the way Ravus' voice catches and uses an arm to steady the well-fucked man. The smirk becomes a smile as he takes Ravus' hand and guides him back to his bedroom. Once there, Gladio playfully pushes Ravus onto the bed and walks to the nightstand that boasts two wine glasses and an open bottle of wine breathing in an ice bucket.]

Don't get too comfy - wouldn't want you t'fall asleep on me again.

[He winks as he backs out of the room, quickly grabbing the fruit plate he'd left wrapped in the fridge and returning just as quickly to hand it to Ravus.] I'll be right back.

[Disappearing once again, the sound of running water filling the tub echoes within the spacious bathroom and trickles into the bedroom and Gladio finally joins Ravus on the bed. He plucks up a slice of mango and closes his eyes as he savors the juicy morsel, tongue swiping his lower lip after he swallows.]

This what you were hoping for? [The question might sound a little on the nose, maybe even sarcastic, but Gladio put his all into planning tonight and he wants to make sure Ravus is both enjoying himself and pleased with the effort he's put into this evening.]