"I want--" A surprised little grunt cuts him off as Zack puts in a second finger and he tries to adjust to the slowly building intensity. It's not just what Zack's fingers are doing - those lips have awoken a kind of heightened sensitivity, too, and the kisses are warm and distracting.

But having Zack's fingers inside him like that...once Cloud gets used to it, it doesn't really feel like an intrusion anymore. It feels right, in a weird way; satisfying. And whenever Zack curls his fingers, it's a strange little rush - and that's before the first time he finds just the right angle in just the right spot. Cloud's not expecting it - he gasps and tightens his grip on Zack with a jolt.

"Mmh...want whatever you just did," he changes how he was going to end that sentence. "But more."