"Oh yeah, maybe it's all those slips of paper you were leafing through. I hear those can have various effects on a person," he remarked, bemused that quickly changed to a soft breathy moan when Cid ground into his lap. Yeah, all of this had had a reaction out of him as well, and he rocked his hips up in a rolling motion.

They said something-something scars, so he figured they could keep some of their clothes on as long as skin was exposed now and again. His hands were already wandering, sliding into Cid's shirt to drag his blunt nails over pecs and down abs as much as the material allowed with the coat newly opened.

He nudged their noses together, huff of amusement. "You should investigate what you're dealing with before proclaiming that kind of claim," he said, adding a second nip before kissing Cid for real, hard press of lips.

It wasn't as if he came prepared for this; it had never been in the cards when he had thought about exploring the trolley system. Well, lesson learned.