Getting the harness out of the way emboldens Cloud a little, enough to resume his palms' journey down Sephiroth's chest. "I want to see, when you do."
The finger turns into five of them and a warm palm, and something about the way Sephiroth's holding his gaze so intently makes his touch that much more intoxicating. It doesn't take long for Cloud to stiffen steadily further in Sephiroth's grasp despite the slow pace; his breathing grows heavier, his eyes grow darker, and eventually he does close them. Sephiroth will notice the occasional hitch in his breath or twitch of his hips, faint half-sounds at the back of his throat - involuntary reactions, and it's unclear whether he even realizes they're happening.
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Getting the harness out of the way emboldens Cloud a little, enough to resume his palms' journey down Sephiroth's chest. "I want to see, when you do."
The finger turns into five of them and a warm palm, and something about the way Sephiroth's holding his gaze so intently makes his touch that much more intoxicating. It doesn't take long for Cloud to stiffen steadily further in Sephiroth's grasp despite the slow pace; his breathing grows heavier, his eyes grow darker, and eventually he does close them. Sephiroth will notice the occasional hitch in his breath or twitch of his hips, faint half-sounds at the back of his throat - involuntary reactions, and it's unclear whether he even realizes they're happening.