Truth be told, it’s more of an effort for Zechs to try and be open about what he’s feeling, than it is to hold back. Even after a year of this kind of place. Oh, he’s changed in a lot of ways - but this, he still struggles with. Fortunately, one of those changes was recognizing it’s an area he shouldn’t be so stubborn in.

He shivered and made a soft sound of pleasure while Sephiroth rubbed his cock with his thumb, gently. Zechs wanted Sephiroth in him yesterday, but rushing the preparation would break the trust the other man had put in him. He twisted and pulled his fingers inside himself, groaned again. Was this what he wanted to hear?

“Shit,” Zechs had to laugh a little breathlessly. Sephiroth was goading him now and it was working, of course it was. “Now I have to try. So long as you don’t hold back, when you try and wring as much sound from me as possible.”

Zechs didn’t think he was too impatient when he judged himself ready at last - pulling his hands away from both of them, bracing them behind him on the wall. “I think I’ve kept you waiting too long.”