[Gladio softly squeezes the hand still in his and presses chaste kisses to the nape of Ravus' neck.] You were perfect, that was amazing, and I loved it. Thank you... for trusting me with that part of you.[His free hand slips under his lover's head and curls up to play with silver hair, fingers gently curling soft strands and faintly scratching at the Tenebrean's scalp.

He figures that Ravus hasn't ever begged, and if that's true then Ravus probably hasn't given up control like that either. His heart soars at the thought that he was trusted enough, that he was the first one gifted with Ravus' submission, and he vows to treat that trust like the precious gift it is.]

As long as you enjoyed it. You did like it, at least at the time... right? [He needs to establish that first, because if Ravus hadn't enjoyed it then there's nothing else to discuss because Gladio refuses to push or force something like that.]