Squall was trying to be good, honestly he was but with a boyfriend as hot as Nyx who constantly likes to tease it's something inevitable. With the look Nyx gives him as he takes the daggers and how low hanging those pants are, Squall doesn't care who might see them he's already focusing in on touching more of that muscular body in his arms and how good Nyx always feels against his lips.

"Nyx..." A soft moan as if a prayer of the man's name leave his lips as his own hands easily fall in place to that slightly exposed skin at his waist, holding him there as they kiss. He's so utterly distracted he doesn't feel Nyx take his belt until those lips against his own are gone and Nyx is at the other side of the room.

Grey eyes blink for a moment before he looks back to his now empty hands and then back to Nyx. "Wait...Nyx what in Hyne's name did you do?! How did you do that?" Oh now Squall is running over to him cause he has to know how to do that.