The only practice Cloud's had has been with Zack, and that only began literally yesterday, so he takes full advantage of the opportunity to follow along and learn what to do. Sephiroth's kiss is very different, anyway, and this slow, indulgent pace draws Cloud in as surely as the man's hand does. For now, at least, he's content to leave control of their momentum to the more experienced one here.

Sephiroth's gentle but firm grip, the sensuous way he gradually deepens the kiss, the touch of leather against Cloud's skin - and, unbeknownst to Cloud, the pollen - all of it makes a heat begin to simmer inside him. He shifts his position to make it easier to press himself closer to the larger man, almost but not quite straddling his lap.