Turning his full attention to Promoto, Gladio purrs deep from his chest and drags his fingers over the bonde's ass, even as his teeth nip at the man's tailbone, tongue soothing over the hurt before down between the cheeks of his ass.

The stubble on his face scratches against skin, and he takes a moment to enjoy how the three others sound while he does this- Noctis and prompto on the reciving end of pleasure, Ignis and himself eager and so very willing to give it.