That gets a curious sound from Genesis, and even with his mind half adrift in blissful exhaustion, he lets himself wander with the thought.

"Would you have liked it to be explicitly for you?" Genesis drawls, only half-meaning it is an actual question, because a moment later, he smirks over his shoulder at Sephiroth. "You would have, no?"

Genesis feels a pleased purr in his chest, and lays his hand over Sephiroth's on his belly. Idly, he traces meaningless patterns over the back of his palm.

"That's a rather alluring thought. Wanting to mark what's yours, but why exactly wanting Angeal's claim to tempt you? Or is the temptation from anyone?