Cid’s ass was muscular from all the running and acrobatics, but it wasn’t big. Still, he appreciates the assertive attention on it.
“Could be something else,” Cid mutters, grinding himself into Vander’s lap. He shifts himself to press his tented trouser front against the other man. He’d been like this for a little while, but he finally felt the need to call attention to it. Cid allows himself to be hauled around however Vander likes. They were undressing, were they?
Cid groans low and primal, that nip sending something hot through his veins. Cid undoes the belt holding his jacket together for him, revealing the rest of his shirt. Like this, it’s plain to see that his trousers come together with some hidden buttons easily unfastened from their loops.
“Oh yeah? Don’t you worry about me. I can take it,” Cid hits back confidently. He grabs a fistful of Vander’s shirt at the hem and tugs it up over his pecs to expose them.
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“Could be something else,” Cid mutters, grinding himself into Vander’s lap. He shifts himself to press his tented trouser front against the other man. He’d been like this for a little while, but he finally felt the need to call attention to it. Cid allows himself to be hauled around however Vander likes. They were undressing, were they?
Cid groans low and primal, that nip sending something hot through his veins. Cid undoes the belt holding his jacket together for him, revealing the rest of his shirt. Like this, it’s plain to see that his trousers come together with some hidden buttons easily unfastened from their loops.
“Oh yeah? Don’t you worry about me. I can take it,” Cid hits back confidently. He grabs a fistful of Vander’s shirt at the hem and tugs it up over his pecs to expose them.