All but feeling the thump as Cid's knees hit the floor, Nero is delighted to see something he has longed for -- sliding his hands into that silver hair with one hand and bracing himself against the bench with the other. One leg goes over his shoulder, heel pressing in against his back to encourage him, while the other stays spread and open to give him room.

"K-keep-- keep me coming back, you mean!" he hissed out. "FFffuck, I always come back, you--" Before he makes too loud of a noise, Nero takes his hand from Cid's hair to jam it into his mouth. He can't moan and howl and curse like he wants to, or the whole Ironworks will know that Cid's sucking his soul out through his dick.