Visited her a couple of times after we got introduced.

[The quiet clink of glasses, the feeling of the music thrumming in Clive’s bones, Cid’s hands large and warm on his body. This was far more pleasant than Clive imagined it would be.

A spike of excitement lances through him at the feeling of Cid pulling him up, handling him so easily. Too drunk and caught up in the moment to care, Clive does nothing to hide the desire that flashes in his eyes once they make eye contact again.]

Good. Thought you might be able to.

[Clive puts his hand over Cid’s, letting himself rest in the moment before running his hand up Cid’s arm to rest it on his shoulder, his body never quite ceasing as it sways and moves to the rhythm.]

One, you’re not old.

[Clive rolls his hips closer while putting gentle pressure on Cid’s back to guide him to roll his chest closer.]

Two, aren’t we just dancing, Cid?

[There is a playful sparkle in Clive’s eyes. Teasing Cid is more fun than he thought it would be.]