Zack breathes out a pleased sound when he's allowed more, and takes it eagerly. Broad hands squeeze over Cloud's ass, and tug him just a little closer so Zack can presses open kisses to his collar. Those curious hands on his own overheated body feel like too-much and relief all at once. As much as he wants to chase every sensation, he remembers to keep himself from trying to do so all at once. One sensation at a time.

The most pressing of those is the fact he's definitely hard in his soaked boxers, and wanting the friction there too. It's not an easy task to pry his hands from Cloud's ass, but he manages to encircle his wrist, and ease Cloud's hand down to his groin.

"Please?" He asks like a proper good boy.