[Ravus sighs and slides back against the tub as Gladio massages his calf. He rubs his free foot along Gladio's side, feeling the hard warmth of his rippling muscles.]

I do not have a masseuse in Lucis. The last time...would be before I left Tenebrae.

[Gladio's hands and lips are heavenly. The tension melts away, and Ravus doesn't even try to hide his moans and gasps.]

Tell me, what do you like? Tomorrow, you are getting it.

[If Ravus wasn't so tired and committed to getting fucked tonight, he would be on his knees, trying to suck Gladio's soul out through his dick to show how pleased he is with Gladio's performance so far.]