It was late afternoon when Tony stirred. He was warm, satisfied in all the best ways, and happy. He slowly became aware that his arm was wrapped around a trim waist, fingers resting along sculpted pecs, and his face was nuzzled into a perfect cradle long, dark hair and sloped, smooth skin. He breathed in and softly kissed along Gladio's neck from his ear down to his shoulder.

"Do you want me to let you rest longer?" He asked, moving his face close to Gladio's ear and whispered. If he was copping a quick feel of the younger man's sexy chest, who could blame him? He very lightly flicked his nipple.