kingsglaiverp | Locker Room Tryst

Okay... so maybe making eyes at the prince's shield while he had Pelna's dick in his mouth hadn't been the best idea. It was the sort of thing that would've gotten Ignis all hot and bothered and the two of them were (finally) a thing so he'd sorta thought Gladio'd be into it too. At least a little bit? But the younger man had left the locker rooms and since coming back to training on Monday Nyx was pretty sure he'd crossed a line.

Really it was a wonder Drautos wasn't ripping him a new one for doing something like that in the damned locker room in the first place. He wanted to keep it that way so eventually... well. Eventually he had to corner Gladio somewhere they weren't likely to be overheard by anyone that would care.

Which is how he ended up sidling up alongside the larger man on his way to said locker rooms after an afternoon of training with the prince. Nyx settles in to match his pace, reaching up to punch his shoulder by way of greeting. "Don't tell me you're avoiding me, big guy."

As it turns out, Gladio doesn't need to tell Nyx that.

Technically, for the past couple days, he had been avoiding him. But this was largely while he processed what he'd seen - and 'processed' had taken some interesting forms, something Ignis and his shower can attest to - and as he'd talked things over with Ignis. To get a sense where he stood, where Ignis stood, what's allowed and what he ought to feel guilty for. According to Ignis, that last is nothing, which is a relief...but before he'd known, he'd wanted to keep a bit of a wide berth from Nyx. Just to keep from doing something he'd regret.

Gladio knows Nyx by now. The man's just about as charming and dangerous as he is when he's got his eyes set on somebody. And with the kinds of thoughts Nyx's performance the other day has put into his head...well, Gladio knows himself, too. That's a dangerous combination. And he hadn't been planning on risking doing anything to hurt Ignis by taking that chance before he'd talked to him.

But now that he has...well. Avoidance isn't the order of the day anymore. If anything, Gladio's been considering how to make a smooth re-entry into their normal. Which, admittedly, is slightly complicated by the whole "walked in on you blowing another Glaive in the barracks, we made eye contact and you sucked him harder" thing. Hot as hell? Unquestionably. Established ways to casually bring it up without coming off embarrassingly thirsty? Thin on the ground.

He still hasn't quite solved that puzzle, but now that Nyx has approached him, maybe it's time to just figure things out on the fly. He's always been better at thinking on his feet anyway. "Why would I avoid you when you were so happy to see me last time?" he asks, with a raised eyebrow and a sidelong smirk.

That smirk is as good as blood in the water. Nyx had been gearing up to need to make an apology, maybe even have to have an awkward talk about boundaries or some shit. But Gladio falls into their usual flirtatious banter, gives him that look that practically an invitation, and the shift in Nyx's demeanor is instantaneous. Mischief sparking to life in those pale eyes, a little more of a bounce in his step, excitement and smug satisfaction in his answering smirk.

"Oh, I'm always happy to see you." The smirk flashes up into a feral grin then Nyx is picking up the pace so he can step in front of Gladio, walking backwards ahead of him so he can watch the younger man's reactions. "So you've just been makin me wait, that it?"

"Wouldn't want to make it too easy for you." Gladio grins, and walks a little faster just to see if he can make Nyx trip over his own feet. Getting one up on the older Glaive is always a fun prospect, and fuels a lot of the competitive nature of their banter. "Honestly, I'm surprised you waited at all."

"Well didn't want to scare off a young pup like you~" Nyx grins, picking up his pace to match Gladio again. He has no business walking backwards so confidently but he trusts Gladio is engaged in their game enough to not want to invite any awkwardness by letting him trip over someone else.

Besides, he knows the locker rooms aren't far, he should hit the door any moment now. When he does he leans back into it, both hands raising up over his head to hook his fingers on the doorframe. However much he might pretend it's just a casual lean, though, it's absolutely a suggestive enough position to be an invitation.

"You think I scare easy?" Gladio arches an eyebrow. When Nyx stops in the doorway, Gladio keeps moving until they're practically touching, looming right into the older man's space. What he lacks in age and experience, he's more than able to make up for in size.

He leans one arm on the doorframe, resting the other hand on his hip. "You really think you've got any moves that could intimidate me?"

"Intimidate? You?" He laughs shaking his head a little before he leans up into Gladio's space. "Surprise ya maybe, tho-"

He barely gets the words out before he's using the slight lip of the doorframe to pull himself up. It's a swift series of actions, rising up, reaching out to hook one leg over Gladio's hip. It's only a fleeting moment the man has to react before Nyx has both legs locked around his waist, falling forward into the Shield's chest. Once he's secured and can released the doorframe one hand is reaching for that thick dark hair, the other settling on his broad chest as Nyx surges forward to kiss him.

Oh, yeah, Gladio is surprised.

Not that he didn't expect the kiss; that was fully within his plans. If Nyx hadn't gone for it, Gladio would have soon enough. It's the everything else that catches him off guard - Nyx wrapping himself around Gladio like an octopus without the slightest hesitation. Or shame. Not, from everything Gladio's heard and seen, that Nyx has a whole lot of that to go around, but...it's still a bit jarring to realize how little.

Mind you...Gladio's not complaining. If anything, he's a little jealous. Even he was never this bad, but boy did he hear about how bad he had been. Makes him a little envious of the freedom Nyx has to be this wanton.

His hands automatically move to Nyx's hips to help hold him up, and after only a moment's startled hesitation as his brain catches up with events, he kisses Nyx back hard. He doesn't waste any time moving them through the door into the locker room, either. There's the small possibility someone might be in there, but given what this locker room has already seen from Nyx, Gladio figures there's no one who could be in there who would find this anything but business as usual.

Look, Gladio, when one doesn't have any redeeming qualities in their personality being a shameless slut is the best way to get people to like you!

Something like that anyway.

Nyx grins into the kiss, eager and hungry and completely ignoring the door that pushes open against his back or anything else that might await them in the locker room. Even if there is a little bit of grumbling and eye rolling it's definitely not the first time and Nyx doesn't give a shit. Not when he has that broad chest under his hands and can start yanking the Shield's tank top up (and out from under his own grasping legs) to try to peel it off him while relinquishing as little time kissing him as possible.

Bullshit you don't have any redeeming qualities, Nyx, but Gladio isn't going to have this argument in metatext.

For now, he shoves Nyx right up against the side of a bank of lockers, rolling his hips against Nyx for friction as they keep kissing hungrily. He allows the kiss to break just long enough for Nyx to haul his shirt up over his head, which leaves Gladio's hair even wilder than usual. But then he's diving right back into Nyx's mouth, fingers digging into the man's hips.