[The softness of that kiss will remain etched in his memory, fleeting as it is when it gives way to her slightly shifting form beneath him, draining away what's left of his restraint. Her words banish it completely, and Sephiroth's throat bobs up and down as he swallows hard, moving his hands to the side of each thigh, fingertips pressing in.
He draws himself up, takes in the sight for a half-second more, and after that, he makes neither of them wait for much longer.
One hand moves to the base of his cock, guiding himself into her. Dimly, he doesn’t want to be hasty, he knows he should give her time to adjust — she had just told him that she’s never been with a man before, not like this.
But he has barely any patience to hold onto. He’s far from hesitant when he finally seats himself inside of her, and not particularly languorous about it, either. It’s a blessing that she feels so good, even like this, that he doesn’t do much more than hitch forward slightly, adjusting, and feeling. For now, breath gutters out of him.]
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He draws himself up, takes in the sight for a half-second more, and after that, he makes neither of them wait for much longer.
One hand moves to the base of his cock, guiding himself into her. Dimly, he doesn’t want to be hasty, he knows he should give her time to adjust — she had just told him that she’s never been with a man before, not like this.
But he has barely any patience to hold onto. He’s far from hesitant when he finally seats himself inside of her, and not particularly languorous about it, either. It’s a blessing that she feels so good, even like this, that he doesn’t do much more than hitch forward slightly, adjusting, and feeling. For now, breath gutters out of him.]