[Gladio lets Ravus rise first, unashamedly admiring how the water slides and drips down the toned, pale body before him. And he smiles softly at the gesture of the open towel, standing up and stepping carefully out of the tub so that Ravus could dry him off.
Feeling dry enough, Gladio takes the towel from Ravus' hands and drops it on the floor. He splays one hand on Ravus' lower back and brings the other up to tangle in the hairs at the base of Ravus' skull before pulling the man closer, pressing their bodies together.]
We do, don't we.
[Gladio brings their lips together in a slow, lazy kiss. He takes his time feeling the Tenebraen's lips move against his before swiping his tongue across their seam so that he can taste the lingering traces of wine and fruit on Ravus' tongue. And as their heated kiss continues he holds Ravus closer, growling at the towel that's keeping him from feeling all of Ravus.
The hand at Ravus' lower back tugs on the towel and Gladio pulls back enough to whisper against Ravus' lips.] You won't be needin' that anymore.
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Feeling dry enough, Gladio takes the towel from Ravus' hands and drops it on the floor. He splays one hand on Ravus' lower back and brings the other up to tangle in the hairs at the base of Ravus' skull before pulling the man closer, pressing their bodies together.]
We do, don't we.
[Gladio brings their lips together in a slow, lazy kiss. He takes his time feeling the Tenebraen's lips move against his before swiping his tongue across their seam so that he can taste the lingering traces of wine and fruit on Ravus' tongue. And as their heated kiss continues he holds Ravus closer, growling at the towel that's keeping him from feeling all of Ravus.
The hand at Ravus' lower back tugs on the towel and Gladio pulls back enough to whisper against Ravus' lips.] You won't be needin' that anymore.