[ This Gladio has become less patient about this sort of thing. Gets straight to the point and goes beyond suggestive. Gladio holds his breath when he answers him, suddenly self-conscious as he lavishes his attention on the tattoo and it's bearer, his teeth drag on his skin as he closes his mouth and pulls away, the exhale catching in his throat. Family tradition, huh? That's... interesting. Also hitting a touch too close to home. Gladio closes his eyes and huffs a laugh. ]
Heh. Talk about relatable...
[ Amber eyes lose focus in the wake of that lick, and he realizes he needs for air and sucks it in. He rakes his fingers up Genji's thighs, over his pants while he noses into the green hair that ends at the nape of his neck. ]
It's the last time this tradition will go on, though. Last of the line and all.
...Birds. Yeah, I like them. [ He's only missed them because he hasn't seen them in ten years, but being here where there's so much sun during the day, so much light - it's the little things he's noticed. The way leaves play with sunlight, the coolness of the shade, the way the air feels alive with flying creatures. Even the night sky is a sight to behold.
Gladio rests his chin on Genji's shoulder, relishing the warmth of that mouth on his skin. ] Why... do you?
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[ This Gladio has become less patient about this sort of thing. Gets straight to the point and goes beyond suggestive. Gladio holds his breath when he answers him, suddenly self-conscious as he lavishes his attention on the tattoo and it's bearer, his teeth drag on his skin as he closes his mouth and pulls away, the exhale catching in his throat. Family tradition, huh? That's... interesting. Also hitting a touch too close to home. Gladio closes his eyes and huffs a laugh. ]
Heh. Talk about relatable...
[ Amber eyes lose focus in the wake of that lick, and he realizes he needs for air and sucks it in. He rakes his fingers up Genji's thighs, over his pants while he noses into the green hair that ends at the nape of his neck. ]
It's the last time this tradition will go on, though. Last of the line and all.
...Birds. Yeah, I like them. [ He's only missed them because he hasn't seen them in ten years, but being here where there's so much sun during the day, so much light - it's the little things he's noticed. The way leaves play with sunlight, the coolness of the shade, the way the air feels alive with flying creatures. Even the night sky is a sight to behold.
Gladio rests his chin on Genji's shoulder, relishing the warmth of that mouth on his skin. ] Why... do you?