"I thought we might be immune." Sephiroth huffs out a breath against Genesis' shoulder that could be a literal huff, or a noiseless laugh. "Or not very affected. I was wrong."

He looks up at Genesis then, one eye visible beneath silver bangs, and ever so slightly shifts his hips. The movement will be imperceptible to anyone else...but Genesis will certainly feel it. "I can do more than that." It's half promise, half entreaty. Give him the chance to do more than that.