There's an approving hum in the back of his throat when the couch is passed up in favor of the bed. Which means they'll have even less to deal with later. Sheets are far easier to change than cleaning sofa cushions. Not to mention the bed affords a lot more room for two people of their size. Genesis is purring when he's laid down onto it, and immediately relaxes into the familiar softness.

The reassurance is met with Genesis murmuring it back, and it does actually ease him. The spike of instinctual displeasure of being pulled out of doesn't flare nearly as badly as before. He's willing to wait the extra moments it means for his mate not to have to leave him again. A deep, full body sigh shakes his entire frame when Sephiroth's length presses in once more, and they're both finally bare enough to fully appreciate all the contact. Genesis noses down against Sephiroth's collar, and lets the familiar scent and warmth soothe him into the easy motion of rocking back on the other's hips. Being back in their own home seems to ease him into something less frantic and snarling. Mates in their own den. At the leisure to be bred all his mate wants- Genesis isn't entirely sure where the almost-thoughts have been forming from tonight, but they feel right.

"Stay," he rumbles. "Stay inside me. I need you. I love you."