[The warmth of Cidolfus against his nude form excites him, and his body is quick to make that obvious. How inconvenient when his bodily and mental arousal can connect, and how easily it stirs the former into action. He simply tries to ignore it, but that's something a little hard to do for Cid, probably, when it's pressing against him.]
Of course I have a bed, let us away to it.
[It will be easier to discuss matters in his captain's quarters than standing around with Cid's body pressed to his while he grows increasingly more aroused. Thus he pulls away from Cid, releasing him, as he leads them off the deck and inside. Fortunately his lack of shame makes walking with an erection barely register in his mind. It isn't too terribly long before they are to his quarters, despite the massive size of the ship.
The room is...well, it's honestly depressing, and part of Barnabas can recognize that now, more on an emotional level. Trickling though the emotions still prove to be. A single throne-like chair sat before the windows that look out at the sea, and his absurdly large bed are all that's worth noting in the room. It isn't like he needs much else, though he's certain Cid will say something.
As he turns to look at his companion, his expression stays impassive, yet somewhat expectant. As if he's inviting Cid to get whatever it is he has to say out of his system so that they may continue. This probably looks especially ridiculous given his aroused state, but Barnabas pays that no mind.]
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[The warmth of Cidolfus against his nude form excites him, and his body is quick to make that obvious. How inconvenient when his bodily and mental arousal can connect, and how easily it stirs the former into action. He simply tries to ignore it, but that's something a little hard to do for Cid, probably, when it's pressing against him.]
Of course I have a bed, let us away to it.
[It will be easier to discuss matters in his captain's quarters than standing around with Cid's body pressed to his while he grows increasingly more aroused. Thus he pulls away from Cid, releasing him, as he leads them off the deck and inside. Fortunately his lack of shame makes walking with an erection barely register in his mind. It isn't too terribly long before they are to his quarters, despite the massive size of the ship.
The room is...well, it's honestly depressing, and part of Barnabas can recognize that now, more on an emotional level. Trickling though the emotions still prove to be. A single throne-like chair sat before the windows that look out at the sea, and his absurdly large bed are all that's worth noting in the room. It isn't like he needs much else, though he's certain Cid will say something.
As he turns to look at his companion, his expression stays impassive, yet somewhat expectant. As if he's inviting Cid to get whatever it is he has to say out of his system so that they may continue. This probably looks especially ridiculous given his aroused state, but Barnabas pays that no mind.]