If he doesn't notice Ari, there's only one thing to do.

Ari sneaks up behind him, presses his erection into his back, and says "Guess who!"

Eric jumps and turns around, looks down at said erection, then blushes fiercely before dragging his gaze back up. "Mr. Kaltmann, if I didn't know better I'd say you're stalking me. Oh, wait, I don't know better."

"Nah, this is a coincidence. But a fun one!" Ari bounces a little on his feet. "Also, you're off-duty and I've sucked your dick, you can call me Ari. Or Ariel, if it makes you feel better."

"The fact that we have a professional relationship does not change just because I'm off-duty, Mr. Kaltmann." He makes no comment on the dicksucking.

"What's your threshold for personal relationship here, then? Because it's gonna be weird if you end up riding me and moaning my surname."

He blushes a tad redder and swallow dryly when Ari mentions 'moaning my surname.' "I'm not sure it's in my interests to have a personal relationship with anyone I have a professional relationship with!"

Ari squints a little when he blushes. Then a grin spreads across his face.

"You get off on this, don't you, Mr. Jones."

Wow, he must be setting some new record for how red someone can blush.

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean, Mr. Kaltmann."

"I'm sure it'd be very unprofessional to acknowledge it, yes," Ari says. He palms the crotch of Eric's pants. "But I have my own ways of confirming it, Mr. Jones. Very reliable ways."

He squeaks and—yep, that's very much a stiffy he has in there. "M-Mr. Kaltmann, we're in public, someone could see us, Ms. Vaughn is going to return from the toilet at any moment." He doesn't step back, though.

"You're right," Ari says thoughtfully, unzipping Eric and reaching inside to hold his length. "Maybe I should stop."

"I could be fired," he moans.

And he's not wearing any underwear, even though he's wearing a different pair of trousers now.

Ari tsks at Eric going commando, even as he fishes his cock and balls out through his fly. "Naughty, naughty Mr. Jones. Weren't you worried someone might notice?"

"Mr. Kaltmann if you must torture me thus, could you do it elsewhere?"

"Alright," Ari says easily. "Come with me."

Holding Eric's cock, he leads him towards the door.

Eric follows, his cock rock-hard and leaking precum into Ari's hand, looking absolutely mortified.

It's evening in Vancouver and... very, very cold outside.

Ari shivers. This time it's less erotic and more "dear God, my balls are trying to become an internal organ".

But it's still kind of hot.

He leads Eric by the cock into the blind alley, then pushes him up against the wall and kisses him fiercely.

Eric whimpers but doesn't protest at the manhandling. And he very tentatively reaches behind Ari, one hand cupping his ass and another reaching up behind his head.

A skill has been created by a special action! Walking outside in the freezing Vancouver night stark naked has created the skill Ero Environmental Resistance.

And suddenly... Well, it's not that it's become less cold, but he definitely feels less bothered by the cold.

Oh, thank God, Ari thinks as he begins to un-freeze.

He fumbles open the button of Eric's pants and breaks off the kiss to ask, "Do you want me to fuck you, Mr. Jones?"

"P-please," he moans, his breath fogging in the cold. "—but do use protection, M-Mr. Kaltmann."

That is an option, he thinks, pushing down Eric's pants to his thighs. But it seems like such a waste, when he's immune to venereal disease and he could leave Eric with a physical reminder of what he did dripping out of his hole for the rest of the night.

He tries to think if there are any skills that would help him here, running through the options in his head. Extra Large Sausage wouldn't work... wait, he never checked this one. He thinks to himself: info, skills, just follow the fucking rabbit.

Info // Skills // Just Follow the Fucking Rabbit

Just Follow the Fucking Rabbit: Lvl 1 (0 / 3). Active. Special.

Convince Lvl^2 other people to go along with 1 instance of Erogame Logic. This skill cannot of itself cause someone to act contrary to their interests or desires, but helps convince them that the event is not hallucinatory, that it's fine not to use protection this time, or that the victim won't go to the police. Costs DOM equal to twice the ERO corresponding to the minimum improbability threshold for the ongoing event, divided by the Lvl of this skill.

Dressing as a sexy bunny reduces the cost of this skill by 50%.

...wow, it's in the explicitly stated purpose. Ari feels very catered to.

"It's okay, I'm clean," he says, thinking just follow the fucking rabbit.

He whimpers again, and nods.

"Good boy."

Ari turns Eric around to face the wall, drops into a crouch, and starts rimming him to loosen up his potentially virgin hole.