sonoftenebrae | The Reunion

The shower has done wonders for Gladio. Though he's still reeling from all of the memories, from the conversation he already had with Ignis, and from the stress of the past 10 years, he's feeling cleaner and marginally more functional than before. He takes Ravus' hand in his and presses a kiss to the man's knuckles.

"Thank you Ravus. I'm more up to it now after the shower." A hand softly pushes a damp lock of hair behind Ravus' ear.

"Plus I think it'll be good for the three of us. To talk. To establish what we want."

Gladio knows Ravus is worried about going in this new direction. And he's pretty sure Iggy is simply uncertain of how this will all work out. Knowing that, he'd have this conversation a thousand times if it means assuaging their fears. So he tugs at Ravus' hand.

"Let's get dressed and meet him in the kitchen. We can figure out where to go once we're all together."

Ignis now marks two instances in his life where he felt extremely nervous. First- when he had his first official, royal appointment with King Regis and had to talk to him before the throne.

This- waiting for Gladio or Ravus, or both of them, to come downstairs, marks the second instance. There is some kind of fear settled in his chest that just doesn't want to go. Is it fear? Honestly, he's a bit afraid of Ravus ending up keeping him on a distance. The thought that after everything they might not come to terms is, actually, terrifying.

Is he overthinking it? He was told once he has a penchant for that.

The curry is stewing on the stove while he sits at one of the high chairs, running a finger on the edge of his coffee mug, burning holes in the table. Thank the heavens he put their dinner on a low simmer.

Edited 2018-11-08 18:53 (UTC)

Ravus acquiesces to Gladio's hand-holding ~~as if he would have let Gladiolus go for anything in the world~~ and only lets go long enough to pull on clothes. Hair still damp, pale skin still pink from the hot water, Ravus deems himself 'ready as he'll ever be' and drags Gladio down the stairs.

"Ignis," he calls quietly though the kitchen door. Whatever he has cooking in that pot smells divine, but Ravus has no appetite for it at the moment.

"We would like to talk with you. Somewhere private. You can have your moogle watch the stove for you." Ravus hopes the conversation will last long enough to necessitate someone else taking over dinner for Ignis.

Gladio willingly follows Ravus' pull down the stairs and his breath catches at the sight of Ignis seated in a chair, worriedly staring holes into the table. He opens his mouth to say something and rolls his eyes when Ravus beats him to the punch. Leave it to Ravus to just order someone around, even when it comes to something like this.

"Smells great, Iggy." Hopefully his smile and sincere words can help ease some of his longtime friend's worries.

"If you don't trust Ebony to watch the pot, Noodle will be happy to help. Wanna come up to the room with us? It's quieter up there." And they can lock the door to make sure no one interrupts them mid-conversation ~~or mid something else~~.

Ravus' voice sends a tingle up Ignis' back and he immediately looks up from where he was... brooding(?) to where Gladio and he were. Of course they have to talk, it is absurd to not want to, they deserve all the explanation and-

Gods, he really is overthinking all of this.

He stands and offers Gladio a small smile, "Thank you. Yes, sending Noodle would be better. It needs only thirty more minutes. Ebony is," he gestures vaguely, not really sure what his Moogle is up to now. Also, he hates how easy it is to talk about something that is not the topic they should talk about.

"Let's- let us head upstairs." He seriously doesn't want to be interrupted.

"Good." Ravus turns, assuming the others will follow, and marches back up to their room. No time like the present.

He enters the room and stays by the door to shut and lock it after the others enter.

"Sit on the bed," he orders, because this is too important to leave up to chance, and the best way to ensure it goes smoothly is to take control. He's worried Ignis will fret his way out of this and try to sit over in the desk chair, instead of beside Ravus and Gladio like he should be.

Gladio gently presses a hand to the small of Iggy's back as they both follow Ravus upstairs to their bedroom. If this truly works out he'll have to start planning a construction project. But that's a thought for later.

Ravus continues giving orders and the Shield just smiles and, still gently, tugs Ignis so that the man sits next to him on the comfortable bed. He's positive Ravus plans to sit on Iggy's other side and that thought warms his heart.

"I love both of you." Nothing like starting off with the big guns.

"I'm in love with both of you. And I want to be with both of you." A calloused hand hovers over one of Iggy's and amber eyes meet Ravus' across the man sandwiched between them.

"You two finally found each other while I was gone... and then you both showed me how you feel for me when I came back. So ... I want this. Us. The three of us."

And with that, his eloquence flies out the window. "What do you guys want?"

Ravus was right, Ignis would've probably gone for the chair next to the desk. But Gladio's gentle ushering and his "commanding" around- kind of makes him feel more relaxed. If he had his wits about him, he'd be rolling his eyes at both of them.

However, his nerves are still on fire and Gladio's words very successfully transfer that fire onto his cheeks and neck. Just great. He was supposed to be the one that's calm and collected out of three and yet- here he is, blushing like a thirteen-year-old.

Gladio's hand feels like an anchor for Ignis and his eyes move from his face to Ravus. Ignis always had a bit of fear in the back of his head that the man didn't like him as much as he liked Gladio, regardless of the fact that Ravus disproved of this when Gladio was gone.

"I... know I can be a bit--" how should he put it, "--dense, when it comes to relationships, as I never experienced one." A proper one. And Gladio is witness to his 'density' considering he tried for so long to court him. Ignis still feels bad about it and is determined to make it up to him for it (if they manage to mutually agree on this).

"But I do know that I want to be with you. Both of you." No lying or pretenses anymore.

When his lovers enter, Ravus twists the lock and follows them to the bed to sit beside Ignis on the other side, as Gladio predicted. He is steadfastly ignoring the fact that his face flushes red when Gladio makes his dramatic proclamation of love.

Ignis assents, and Ravus is tempted to just say, 'Yes, good, we're all agreed' and move on to kissing the both of them silly. But he has a niggling suspicion that Gladio won't let him get away with that this time.

"I...think you both know I am quick to anger and slow to trust. A year ago, I'd have never imagined I could even tolerate a Lucian...

But the two of you, I can trust. When I am with you...the anger and darkness within me quells. I am a better man by your sides."

The word 'love' seems so large and impossible on his lips. When he says it out loud, it will be because he is certain.

"I need you, Gladiolus, and you, Ignis. I could not choose between two, and I will not ask you to choose either. We shall forge forward all three, or not at all."

With his piece said, he falls silent, absolutely mortified at having spoken so openly. Hopefully the others will forget this moment happened and never mention it again.

Gladio is silent as Ignis and Ravus speak, heart swelling with each word out of the other men's mouths.

Though he can be fairly eloquent when it comes to words of the heart, sometimes actions are best and after Ravus' meaningful monologue Gladio can't help himself.

It's settled - he is the luckiest man in Vaikuntha. His affection plain on his face, and in his touch, Gladio slides closer to Ignis only to wrap an arm around his waist as he leans across the younger man's chest to press a sweet kiss to Ravus' lips.

"Then it's settled." He's all but purring as he pulls away, dark memories fading to nothing as he fully realizes what this means - both of these wonderful, strong, beautiful, and perfectly imperfect men are his and he is theirs.

Gladio's other hand seeks Ravus' and squeezes, the Shield wanting to feel both men right now. The arm wrapped around Iggy's waist moves so Gladio can gently grasp his best friend's - his new boyfriend's - chin and slot their lips together in a tender kiss. Yes, this is heaven. He could alternate between kissing both men all night, though he hopes that's not all they do tonight.

Ignis is grateful that at least one of them can properly voice their feelings. The advisor had tried shaping words and putting them in a sentence to properly portray his feelings but they felt lackluster. So when Ravus talks, Ignis face softens- and Gladio beats him to kissing him.

He offers Ravus a smile when Gladio settles behind him, feeling a tingle crawl up his back from where the hand is resting on his waist. This still feels unreal to him, that it's happening. But before he can respond to Ravus - Ignis even opened his mouth to do so - he gets whisked away for a kiss.

Which takes him by surprise, for like a second (because he was interrupted). He melts into the feeling, the back of his neck happily warming up. The hand that Gladio isn't holding rests now on Ravus' thigh and gives it a squeeze- a note that yes, he's kissing Gladio, but is very aware of your presence, Ravus.

Good, moving on to action. They can all forget about his embarrassing speech.

While Ignis and Gladio kiss, Ravus sneaks a hand under Ignis' shirt and begins to slide it up.

"Both of you are entirely too clothed. We will need to lavish some very thorough preparation on you if you want to take Gladiolus' length, Ignis."

Because they've both fucked Ravus, so it seems to Ravus that their next move should be to even the scales and experience one another. Besides, Ravus very much wants to watch Ignis writhing on Gladio's cock, and Gladio straining to hold back as he enters that tight ass.

Ravus' words go straight to Gladio's dick and he moans into Iggy's mouth. His hands move again, one joining Ravus to help lift their lover's shirt and the other going to the hem of his own shirt.

"We're not the only ones wearing too much." He pulls back just long enough to yank his shirt over his head before diving right back to Ignis.

Though this time instead of claiming the man's lips, Gladio begins lavishing attention on the pale column of Iggy's neck. Calloused hands drift to the waistband of Iggy's pants, tracing trivial shapes on the soft skin now exposed to his exploring fingers.

Gladio isn't the only one affected by Ravus' words- especially because the major part of it was about him. Getting prepared for Gladio. The mental image itself is like a hot bullet to the pit of his stomach. A visible shiver runs down his back and it has nothing to do with the cool air hitting his bare skin.

He gasps for air when Gladio breaks from him to undress and he agrees- through a soft moan- that Ravus indeed has too many clothes. Ignis hands get to work instantly on removing the said piece from Ravus, gasping when Gladio's hot lips connect to his neck. One of the hands almost instantly goes for Gladio's hair, gripping on it - just making sure that the lips stay where they are.

He only gets to undo the first two buttons- the rest gets ripped off because Ignis drags in Ravus for a kiss now that his lips are free. He might be new to all this relationship stuff, but there is no way he's going to be passive when his lovers are showering him with so much attention.

The ripping of buttons is met with a sharp intake of breath from Ravus. He's gone light-headed as his blood rushes south, and Ignis steals his remaining breath with his kiss.

He shrugs out of his shirt and lets his fingers run up and down Ignis's torso, bumping against Gladio's hands occasionally at the junction between skin and fabric.

Ravus pulls back from the kiss and brings his lips to Ignis' ear, tracing his tongue along the lobe.

"I want to watch you take his cock." He brings his magitek hand up to hook Gladio's chin and tilt his head up. "Gladio, you'll indulge me, won't you? You've been waiting for him for years. Show me how much you want him."

Holy shit, did Iggy really just literally tear off Ravus' shirt? If that isn't enough to make his cock throb with need, Ravus' delicious words absolutely are.

Pulling back from suckling a light mark into the juncture of Iggy's neck and shoulder, Gladio rakes heated eyes over Ravus now-bared chest. He whispers against Ravus' lips before claiming them in a bruising kiss. "Yes Ravus, anything."

With full permission to focus more on Ignis (for now), Gladio releases Ravus' lips only to re-capture Iggy's. This kiss is far more sexual than their first one tonight, Gladio's tongue pressing inside the younger man's mouth and memorizing the taste of each crevice with a filthy moan. His hands aren't idle either, pulling more firmly at the fabric of Iggy's shirt and tearing at the fabric.

He wants that chest bare and he wants it bare now.

It is worth noting that suddenness of Gladio's warm lips on his chilled neck is completely to blame for the ruined shirt. Not that Ignis cares much about it, he has skills to mend it later. Now, he's too preoccupied because just speaking, hearing Ravus' voice like that is intoxicating.

He doesn't even get the chance to enjoy the view of his lovers kissing- it's over far too soon- before he gets himself back in Gladio's hold. To which he has no complaints except- if he wants the shirt off, he shouldn't get Ignis engaged in a kiss like that. Gladio's tongue coaxes out a loud moan from him and he too joins in tugging on his own shirt until it's finally (some buttons undone, some buttons snapped from Gladio's tugging).

The intensity of the kiss makes Ignis lean back a bit and he sighs softly when he feels that he's leaned against Ravus. Is there a way to get him to talk filthy like that again? Because his voice and words are sending visible shivers down Ignis' back.

More talk is no imposition to Ravus- he's enjoying saying the words as much as his lovers are apparently delighting in hearing them.

With Ignis pressed into his chest by Gladio's commanding kiss, Ravus begins to work at the fastening of Ignis' pants, loosing them and tugging them down. He takes hold of Ignis' hips and lifts so he can get them down below the curve of his ass.

"I'm going to work you open, Ignis. You'd like that, wouldn't you? You want my fingers in you, preparing you for Gladiolus' monster cock?"

He's physically stroking Ignis' thighs now, but that doesn't mean he can't stroke Gladio's ego while he's at it. The man has a damn fine cock, and he knows it.

Ravus is going to have to move eventually to fetch the lube he's going to need for the job, but for now, he's reveling in watching their reactions to his words and each others' touches.

Fuck Ignis sounds like a wet dream when he moans, and Gladio welcomes the hands that help him remove the damned shirt. Dimly, he's aware of Ravus undoing Iggy's pants and pushing them down over his ass, but with Iggy's chest finally fully bared he's too distracted.

Hands grip the taut muscles of Iggy's waist tightly and when Ravus mentions his cock, and it's size, Gladio shifts himself so that the aforementioned organ presses snugly against his lover's thigh. Even half-hard, Ignis should be able to feel it's length as Gladio slowly rolls his hips. He growls into their kiss, sucking Iggy's bottom lip between his teeth and teasingly gnawing at it before burning a trail over the man's jaw and down his neck, stopping only when he reached a perfectly pink nipple.

With a roguish grin he catches the bud between his teeth and starts teasing it, alternating nips and licks while he brings one hand up to pinch and roll its twin.

He wants to experience all of Iggy's body and he wants to pull more of those delicious sounds from Iggy's lips. Between his actions and Ravus' words, Gladio hopes they'll be treated to a veritable serenade.

He lifts his hips when he feels Ravus tug on his pants to pull them down, and does him a favor further to kick them off. He can't get the images Ravus is providing him with out of his head, thinking of his fingers inside of him, followed by Gladio's cock. Which is rubbing against his thigh and making him groan into the kiss.

When Gladio breaks the kiss to move onto his neck, Ignis gasp for air, head leaning back to rest on Ravus' shoulder. He smells so good and his hands are warm and Gladio's tongue is doing wicked things to his nipple and Ignis can't help small sighs and moans.

"Yes... yes I want it..." he mutters right below Ravus' ear, fingers slipped into Gladio's hair, curling into the locks tightly. He doesn't intend to be rough with his pulls but Gladio is having him at the mercy of his lips and Ignis can't tell right from left anymore.

Ravus chuckles into Ignis' ear as he watches Gladio drive him wild. Giving Ignis' thighs a parting pat, Ravus reluctantly slides back so he can reach the night stand beside the bed and retrieve his bottle of lube.

"Of course you want it. Look at that cock. Give it a proper greeting. I want you to see you kiss it."

Ravus draws back in, close, sliding a hand down the small of Ignis' back. His imagination is always supplying him with a glorious mental image of Ignis, on hands and knees on the bed, head bent low over Gladio's dick and ass splayed out before Ravus to begin his preparation.

He drizzles the lube into his magitek palm and begins to slick his real fingers with it.

Gladio wants Ignis to kiss it too, and almost tears his pants with how fast he pulls them off. Thankfully, he'd chosen to forgo underwear so now his cock is proudly bared to his lovers.

Pulling away from Iggy's neck, Gladio lazily pulls his shirt over his head and stands with his hips jutting forward as he leans back just enough to show off his abs. He lets his heated gaze traverse Iggy's body and licks his lips.

"C'mere Iggy." One hand lazily pumps his cock as the other beckons his new lover closer.

"Wanna feel your lips on me. Don't you want a taste?"

He graces both of his lovers with a sensual smirk as he starts rolling his hips, the show being for both Ignis and Ravus.

Oh, does he want a taste. Ignis' eyes are burning as he watches Gladio undress and the beckon him forward. He grunts as he sits up, turning to give Ravus a brief, deep kiss before his attention gets completely preoccupied by Gladio.

Shifting onto his knees, Ignis is sure that he has a terrible flush over his cheeks still, but he doesn't care. He nudges Gladio's hand away and leans up to his face to bite onto his lip.

"Watch me...?" he'd grin smugly, but he's too wired up to tease Gladio further. After Gladio's lips, he runs his teeth and tongue over Gladio's torso, taking an offered taste- they didn't specify it has to be only Gladio's dick. With a hum, Ignis stills Gladio's hips with both of his hands and then wraps his lips around the tip. He's taking it slowly, maybe too slow for Gladio's taste, but Ignis wants to both savor this and enjoy teasing his boyfriend.

Ravus is free to do whatever he wants with Ignis now.

"Good boy," Ravus purrs as Ignis teasingly follows his instructions.

"Look at what you're doing to him, Ignis. You could bring the King's Shield to his knees with that sinful mouth of yours."

As he speaks, Ravus slides a finger inside of Ignis. It's not the first time he's prepared him, and now, he knows just where to press to make Ignis writhe.

He meets Gladio's eyes and gives him a wicked smile.

"His balls... introduce yourself to them as well."

Edited 2018-11-24 03:36 (UTC)

"Ohh fuck, Iggy..." Gladio's voice is already ragged, eyes eagerly drinking in the sight of Ignis practically worshiping his body with that tantalizing tongue while Ravus starts fingering Ignis open oh so slowly.

He wants Iggy to hurry up, wants more of that unfairly beautiful mouth doing sinful things to him. He wants Iggy to slow down, wants this feeling to last forever. Rapidly-glazing eyes meet Ravus' over the body between them and that devilish grin has him panting. He's at the mercy of Ravus' instructions and Iggy's mouth and it's incredible.

Needing to do more, Gladio gently grasps one of Iggy's hands and tugs it to the base of his straining cock. Ignis can probably feel his hips twitching, trying to keep from thrusting his cock down his boyfriend's throat, and Gladio absolutely doesn't whine when he tries to coax Iggy's captured hand towards his sac.

~~He absolutely whines, keening at the first contact.~~

"Hhn - fuckin' ... perfect." His eyes are on Ravus, and his other hand comes up to gently grip at sandy hair too because he wants both men to know that they are perfect to him.

Ignis moans softly around Gladio's cock when the fingers push inside of him, and the shudder is all too visible as it runs down his back. And Ravus didn't even get serious about this yet- the man knows perfectly where to push with those slender fingers.

He doesn't need a lot of prompting from Gladios hand to give his sac- he heard what Ravus said he guessed that his lover is probably very sensitive there. He gives it a slow massage while slowly bobbing his head, making sure to suck hard with every movement. Then he stops and removes his lips with a mischevious grin. Then runs his tongue on the underside of Gladio's cock, until he reaches his sac.

Gently, making sure not to hurt him with his teeth, he takes one of his balls in his mouth, and sucks, sparing a teasing glance at Gladio's face.

"Our Ignis is a quick learner, is he not?" Ravus is still teasing, but there's an undeniable fondness in the words 'our Ignis'. He still can't quite believe it turned out this way.

Now's no time to get sappy, though. He's directing an incredibly important encounter, and he is a commander, after all. Tactically, he's got the high ground, and he's going to be ruthless.

"It's time for you to beg, Gladiolus." He clasps his magitek fingers over the hand Gladio reached out with and gives it a squeeze.

"Beg him to use his tongue. Beg me to work him open for you."

He presses another finger into Ignis and begins a slow, teasing exploration.

"O-oh ... Igggy-" Ravus is right, their lover is a quick learner and Gladio is already panting at the attention his sensitive sac receives even as he mourns the loss of Iggy's lips around his cock. Ravus' words only make him pant harder, amber eyes darkening further as arousal overtakes him.

He flips his hand to intertwine his fingers with Ravus' Magitek ones, alternating between caressing the cool metal and squeezing it in return.

"F-fuck... please stretch him for me, Rae. Use your fingers to make him nice an' loose." Gladio keeps his eyes on Ravus while he pleads. "Gotta open him wide to fit me. Gods, please... might need four fingers so I don't hurt him..."

Hurting Iggy is absolutely not on Gladio's agenda and he's sure that Ravus will prepare their lover to the fullest regardless of his own begging, but something about whining and pleading for that kind of tender preparation adds to his pleasure.

Tilting his head down, Gladio focuses his eyes on the sandy-haired man he's loved from afar for so long. "Your mouth feels so good on me, Iggy... please lick my cock again. Wanna feel your tongue tastin' me... see your lips shiny and stretched around me." He curls his hand in Iggy's hair, making sure not to tug too hard on the soft locks.

"Please Igs..." His hips twitch pathetically, his cock desperate to feel something other than air.

Ravus' fingers feel wonderful and definitively not enough. He feels his own hips push back against them, wanting them to push in faster, deeper. Them goading him on while talking about having Gladio's cock inside of him, stretching him, sends shivers down Ignis' back and he moans.

"So needy," Ignis says, shooting Gladio a look, gently implying that Gladio's needyness should be "punished" in some way. But he will leave that to Ravus.

He will focus on wrapping his lips around the tip of Gladio's cock, taking in just a bit. He takes his time taking Gladio's length in, making sure to run his tongue properly on the underside of it and over the slit, as his hand helps out by covering the parts he can't reach with his mouth.

"Four, hmmm? Someone is flattering himself." He'll make sure Ignis is prepared, but he also wants him to really feel that huge length within him. Besides, if Ignis wants to tease Gladio, Ravus is more than happy to comply. Gladio is going to learn how dangerous of a team they make.

"Too needy, Ignis? I can remedy that." He shifts in the bed so he's behind both of them, and he reclaims both of his hands long enough to lube up his magitek fingers as well.

He slides his human hand back to Ignis' ass to keep steadily working him open, and brings one cold, metal finger to Gladio's entrance to tease him as well. He's curious to hear what kind of begging Gladio can muster with Ignis sucking his cock and Ravus caressing his prostate.

He wanted to respond, to provide a witty retort to Ravus' teasing, but as Iggy's lips slide tortuously slowly down Gladio's cock he can only keen and tighten the fingers tangled in his lover's hair. Panting, he looks down and moans softly at the sight of his longtime love with hollowed cheeks and lips shining and stretched around his girth.

"Gods..." His eyes slide shut when velvet fingers wrap around the parts of him Ignis can't reach and Gladio loses himself in the sensations engulfing his length. In his basking, he misses Ravus' motions until the cool metal presses against his hole.

A surprised shout punches out of him. Almost immediately, he pushes himself back onto the Magitek digit and very nearly sobs as his hole is finally breached.

"H-hah--" Gladio's lost again, this time in the dual bliss of gently thrusting into Iggy's perfectly hot and wet mouth and of fucking himself slowly on Ravus' prosthetic finger. He knows his lover can't feel the way his ass is clenching around him but Astral's he wishes he could. Because Gladio himself feels how he's twitching around the digit and in practically no time he's begging again.

"More... Rae, Iggy... please-" His panted words cut off before he lets out an absolutely pathetic whine, head lolling back completely as he gives his body to his lovers.

Ignis is not sure what kind of remedying this is when he made Gladio moan even louder, but he doesn't complain. He's too distracted by the fingers pushing in him, easily finding the spot inside that makes him lose all breath. He stops sucking on Gladio for a few moments, a shaky moan slipping past his lips. He gives the head of Gladio's cock a kiss, glancing at his face.

"No... I want you to fuck me, Gladio," Ignis groans, pushing back against Ravus' fingers eagerly. "That's when you'll come." He'd smirk if he could but Ravus is extremely good at multitasking and Ignis can't focus on a lot.

But he does keep his mouth away from Gladio's erection, not wanting to bring him to a quick finish that his body is begging for.

Ravus withdraws both hands. Ignis has had enough prep to make him ready, and if he's this eager, Ravus isn't going to stop him.

He gives Gladio's ass a slap as he pulls away from it. "You heard the man, lover. No more begging. Time to take what you want."

He scoots himself back on the bed so he can get a better view of the whole picture.

Gladio shivers at the kiss pressed to his tip and keens again as Ravus withdraws, a raspy shout escaping him at the smack to his ass. The words from both of his lovers ring in his mind and he looks at each man in turn, heated eyes taking in their desire, and he grins seductively.

"Who am I to go against my lovers' wishes?"

With a carnal growl, he pulls Ignis up until their bodies are pressed together and captures Iggy's lips in a bruising kiss as his hands wander down to knead at the globes of his newest lover's ass. "I'm gonna make you scream for me, Iggy."

The words breathe heatedly on the Advisor's neck once Gladio pulls away from their lip-lock. And in the span of a breath Gladio has Ignis on his back on the bed, their faces so close their noses practically touch as his biceps bulge with the (minimal) effort of keeping his full body weight off of Ignis. Gladio nips and sucks at Iggy's neck, grinding their aching dicks together while he teases his lover.

"Gonna watch you fall apart on my cock." He smirks as he kisses down Iggy's chest, mouth latching on to a nipple as he scoots his hips down just enough that his throbbing length slides against Iggy's slippery hole with every undulation. Fuck Ravus definitely prepped Iggy well because there's lube everywhere and Gladio doesn't want to tease anymore - he wants to press into Ignis and take what's his.

So he abruptly sits back on his heels and leers down at Ignis, flushed and naked and absolutely gorgeous beneath him. One hand grips his cock as he lines himself up, nudging the twitching hole a few times with his weeping crown, and Gladio keeps his eyes on Iggy's face. "Relax for me, babe. And if you need me to stop and wait, say the word."

As much as he wants to just slam himself inside, Iggy hasn't taken him before and Gladio doesn't want to be rough with him during their first time together. So he pushes in gently, moaning at the tight heat gripping him, and pausing once the head of his cock is fully inside. Panting, straining against the urge to just continue, to press onward until he's buried to the hilt, Gladio looks down at Iggy's face and searches for any sign of pain.

"Tell me when I can go deeper."

If Gladio was aiming to leave Ignis breathless, he had succeeded. That kiss almost sucked soul through his mouth and his body thrummed in approvement. He bites on Gladio's mouth, giving the bruised lip a suck, as his body is almost manhandled to lie back down on the bed.

He can feel Ravus' eyes on them, on himself, and he dares sneak a glance at him, face flushed and eyes lidded, before Gladio's words completely distract him. He moans deeply, head tilting back when Gladio's mouth ravishes his neck and his body arches up against his lover's, craving more of the friction to satisfy his burning needs. The mental image is almost impossible to bear while Gladio grinds their erections together.

Ignis was about to curse that Gladio is taking too much of a sweet time - he's going to make him cum if he continues to tease his hole with his cock while sucking on his nipple- when he stops. Relaxing is going to a problem but he's too eager and Ignis nods with a small groan.

When Gladio finally pushes in, Ignis sucks in a breath and shakily exhales, trying to will himself to relax. He gasps out, "Ah... go on..." and grabs Gladio's hand that is holding him onto his hip. He's not in pain- thanks to Ravus' careful preparation- but mild discomfort. For now. Ignis can feel his stomach do a flip at the thought when Gladio sets the pace up in a few moments, the anticipation sending shivers down his back.

Ravus leans back against the headboard and unfastens his pants. As Gladio finally gets around to entering Ignis, Ravus gives his own cock a stroke with his slicked-up fingers.

"I thought you two were going to give me a show," he teases as they join together at a glacial pace. The gentleness makes him feel like he's intruding on a private moment between the two of them.

Iggy's words spur him on and Gladio presses forward until his balls rest against his lover's ass. Fully sheathed inside of Ignis, his world is narrowed to this bed and the velvet heat surrounding his cock. He pants heavily already, the strain of holding still long enough for Iggy to adjust almost too much to bear.

Gladio's eyes seek out Ravus and he whines at the sight of him stroking himself, wanting him to come closer.

"Rae... c'mere."

His voice a husky rasp, Gladio gives in to his urges and starts gently rolling his hips. His cock pulls out barely an inch before pushing back in and the undulation continues as the tattooed man addresses Ignis while silently pleading with Ravus.

"Gonna get you nice n' relaxed... then I'm gonna wreck your perfect ass." He licks his lips and eyes Ravus' cock, deciding he wants it in his mouth, before dragging his eyes up from the dick he craves over the hard planes of his body and to the face that still takes his breath away. Raising a brow in a teasing question, Gladio lets his tongue loll out a bit before he filthily laps at the air.

"C'mon. Wanna make you feel good too Ravus..."

It's Gladio that's taking forever and making Ignis squirm from impatience. He groans when he's completely inside him, feeling his cheeks flush from the sensation, accompanied by the shivers running down his back.

He's glad that Gladio can multitask because his own mind is shortcircuiting. He turns his head to look at Ravus when Gladio calls him and he can feel his fingers itch to touch him.

"Rav-- ah-!" Whatever was Ignis about to say, Gladio cut it short with his thrust. And the hand that wanted to grab onto Ravus instead curls into sheets below him.

Ravus lifts an eyebrow at Gladio's gesture. He doesn't want to distract the Shield from Ignis' pleasure.

"Idiot, focus on the man you're fucking. My cock will be here when you're done."

He slides closer to them nonetheless, leaning beside the two bodies in motion. He wipes strands of hair that has come loose from Ignis' syling gel to the side

"Just wait until he really starts moving..." The hand travels down Ignis' face, his neck, his chest, across the stomach and down in between his legs to tease his already rock-hard cock.

"Don't want you t'feel left out."

Gladio truly does want the three of them to enjoy this moment together, but he is nothing if not an obedient lover and he takes his eyes off of Ravus to look at Ignis. And his breath is stolen away by the expression on Iggy's face - the hazy eyes and flushed cheeks mesmerize him and Gladio waits for Ravus' hand to lower before leaning down and capturing parted lips in a passionate kiss.

Their mouths move sensually together as Gladio starts rolling his hips, further letting Ignis get acquainted with both his length and girth, before pulling out almost entirely and pressing back inside in one smooth movement.

"Gods Iggy... so tight around me..." The drag of hot, velvet walls around his cock drives him wild. He starts thrusting earnestly now, hips moving in an easy rhythm as he searches for his lover's prostate.

He grins triumphantly when he finds it and thrusts harder, circling his hips a little when he slams back inside to provide more stimulation to the sensitive bundle. Leaning down again, Gladio nips and sucks at Iggy's neck, whispering hotly in his ear.

"You're so beautiful like this, my cock inside you and Ravus' hands on you." Pressing open-mouthed kisses to the soft patch of skin behind Iggy's ear, Gladio continues.

"Feelin' good Iggy?"

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Ignis can hear Ravus speak to him, but his brain is not comprehending the words at the moment. The only thing it's aware of are the touches, all over his body, and Gladio's methodical thrusts. At first, they are slow, and Ignis gasps loudly, eyes flicking to Ravus who moved closer.

But then Gladio picks up the speed of the thrusts, his lips are all over his neck and Ignis groans loudly. His fingers curl into the sheets below him, the other hand gripping tightly onto Gladio's shoulder.

Ignis doesn't swear, but when Gladio shifts to press kisses below his ear and moves his hips a bit, it's exactly what he does.

"Fuck yes, G...Gladio-"

His usual ability of being able to multitask is out of the window- he wanted to look at Ravus, reach for him, return all the touches he's receiving from- but then Gladio thrusts in at that angle and his eyes close in pleasure, head tilting back into the pillows.

"M...More"

"You're really something, aren't you?" Ravus muses. He looks between his two lovers, openly lustful as he rakes his eyes up and down their tangled bodies.

"And you're both mine." He works his hand along Ignis' length, and reaches up to drag his magitek fingers down Gladio's back.

"Such a dirty mouth, Ignis..." Ravus leans forward to press his lips against it, chaste at first, but quickly deepening into a heated exploration of Ignis' tongue.

Hearing Ignis curse sets Gladio's blood on fire and he resolves to always make the man feel so good and lost to pleasure that he curses. At Iggy's ragged request, Gladio thrusts faster and harder. The sound of their bodies colliding grows louder in the shared room and Ravus' voice compliments it perfectly. He shudders when Ravus calls them both his, because they are - in every sense of the word - and Gladio will never tire of hearing it.

His back arches at the cool touch of metal on his flushed skin, causing his next thrust to be deeper than the previous ones, and he groans audibly when he feels himself press further into his lover's perfect hole.

"F-fuck ..." Ravus is positively predatory as he ogles them before practically devouring Iggy's mouth. Lust is a good look for the Tenebraen - for all of them.

"Both of you... so beautiful..."

Words aren't his strong suit as he focuses on nailing Iggy's sweet spot with each frenzied thrust.

Ignis moans straight into Ravus' mouth, his mind utterly lost in pleasure right now and all he wants to do is bite and taste everything from him. The kiss feels like a drug that he can't get enough of and he whimpers when Ravus pulls back.

His fingers claw onto Gladio's hip and stomach, trying to find some kind of anchor for his thoughts in this whirlpool of pleasure. Every thrust is so hard yet precise and all Ignis can do is groan for more.

He doesn't want this feeling to end, but Gladio is nailing his spot every. Single. Time. And Ignis can feel himself inching to his orgasm faster than he would ever want. Having Ravus' lips and hand on himself is not helping either.

Ravus pulls his mouth back to watch Ignis and Gladio get closer and closer to their peak.

"Come for me." He wants to feel Ignis' seed on his hand, watch Gladio's dribble out of Ignis' hole. Ravus wants his lovers to be filthy with it.

He pumps Ignis' cock in a frenzied motion and slips a magitek finger to tease Gladio's entrance, trying to push both of them over the edge.

If Ignis around him, beneath him, encompassing him isn't enough to drive Gladio over the edge, Ravus' heady command coupled with the spine-tingling sensation of cool, slick metal sliding into his ass certainly is.

Gladio thrusts once, twice, and stills momentarily as he slams home a third time. His orgasm crashes over him, waves of pleasure surging through his body as he howls his pleasure. As the initial high wears off, sight returning to him, he slowly rolls his hips in shallow thrusts to help work Ignis through his orgasm.

"Gods. Iggy...Rae," his voice is hoarse, ragged and breathy. He wants to rut back against his lover's finger but he doesn't want to pull out of Iggy's tight heat just yet.

"Perfect..." That's the word he settles on as he continues his gentle movements, catching his breath while peppering Ignis with sweet, open-mouthed kisses along his cheekbones, forehead, and jaw.

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