Except Tony didn't feel any need to push Gladio away. He thought he might get tired of it, but he was enjoying it as much as the larger man was. He wondered if it was something about this place or if it was what they'd been through that caused this need for closeness. Whatever it was, he was starting to not care.

He smiled, loving the sound of Gladio's laugh. He didn't hear it often enough. He lifted his head after a few minutes and with a smile, he leaned forward to kiss him. He kept it light, testing to see if Gladio was in the mood or if he simply wanted to hug some more. It was so strange that the older man was perfectly satisfied with either one.