That one word, soft and simple as it is, shakes something inside him. A brief tremor moves up his spine, and a sharp note of surprise (a whimper) escapes him when he feels a thigh slide between his legs.
It's unexpected, it's intrusive, but it only takes a moment for him to figure out why it's actually there. His fingers drawing taut against Sephiroth's skin, Zack rubs himself against the other that much harder. The sounds comes more frequently as he moans unashamedly into Sephiroth's mouth, hunger and longing evident in even the softer of his kisses.
He needs this, and as fuzzy as his thoughts are becoming, he thinks, maybe, Sephiroth does too. ]
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That one word, soft and simple as it is, shakes something inside him. A brief tremor moves up his spine, and a sharp note of surprise (a whimper) escapes him when he feels a thigh slide between his legs.
It's unexpected, it's intrusive, but it only takes a moment for him to figure out why it's actually there. His fingers drawing taut against Sephiroth's skin, Zack rubs himself against the other that much harder. The sounds comes more frequently as he moans unashamedly into Sephiroth's mouth, hunger and longing evident in even the softer of his kisses.
He needs this, and as fuzzy as his thoughts are becoming, he thinks, maybe, Sephiroth does too. ]