[There's longing in Zack's moans, in the way his hands twitch and his hips roll and in the way they fit so well together. It's a strong enough impetus to override any concern that's not related to giving Zack more.]
Shhh... [It's a soft noise, one that's not meant to quiet but rather to reassure Zack that yes, Sephiroth will give him what he needs. He tightens his grip a little, giving Zack more pressure and more friction, stroking in concert with the movements of Zack's hips. His own hips press and rock as well, grinding his arousal against Zack's hip, seeking the friction of skin against skin.
Sephiroth nips at Zack's lip, pressing him into a fervent kiss because it's the only way he can possibly express to Zack the depth of how good it feels.]
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Shhh... [It's a soft noise, one that's not meant to quiet but rather to reassure Zack that yes, Sephiroth will give him what he needs. He tightens his grip a little, giving Zack more pressure and more friction, stroking in concert with the movements of Zack's hips. His own hips press and rock as well, grinding his arousal against Zack's hip, seeking the friction of skin against skin.
Sephiroth nips at Zack's lip, pressing him into a fervent kiss because it's the only way he can possibly express to Zack the depth of how good it feels.]