Ah, of course. Pretty words and flattery. That made more sense than Tony actually loving him. And somehow that was better. It was easier to deal with when he knew where he stood and this told him exactly where that was. His smile became a grin as he let his hands travel down Tony's back to go back to grabbing his ass again.

"Suppose I am, since you asked so nicely." His tone was teasing, as where the lips that brushed across Tony's in the lightest of kisses. "How do you want me?" Gladio wasn't sure if his friend had a preference and he would be more than happy to pander to it if he did. It was kind of strange being on this side of things but he was eager to learn.