My Land, My Rules

Someone should tell Nell that she really needed to work on making that innocent look actually look innocent. Gladio wan't going to, but someone should. Gladio was a little busy at the moment, with an appreciative groan in response to her tongue on his neck, and with giving her a look filled with warning that if she kept that up, he'd have no choice but to reciprocate. And then where would she be?

"We got time," he said. "They can wait. Whatever happened to 'I like to just take what I want sometimes'?"