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[Zack just flops back on the floor with a blissful sigh and somewhat breathless laughter. Ahhhh, this is much better than jealous bitchfits or awkward tension. He'll just wait for Cloud to get back. Or drag him up. Whatever works.]

[It is in record time that Cloud makes his way back to Zack and climbs atop him. Look alive there, SOLDIER.]

[PERKING RIGHT BACK UP. Oh hi, naked Cloud. Say hello to my little friend.

...Grind.]

Holy shit, Zack. [Cloud gasps and shudders, smacking the ground with a fist before growling again and -deciding that they'll need to move anyway to get the lube- climbs off of him, snatching up Zack's wrist and heading for the bed (and snagging the lube along the way).]

[You get another little laugh for that, and Zack twists himself around to let Cloud drag him back up there, prodding him to lie back so he can straddle properly.]

[Well that answers THAT. Cloud lets him though, and decides to distract Zack from whatever task he's going to set himself to -probably opening the lube again- in the most enjoyable way.

AKA, a handjob.]

[...OI we're supposed to be having see-ahhhhokay do whatever you want.]

[Cloud raises his brow, though he doesn't stop stroking.]

What's the hold up?

Hold up? [Haaaaa Cloud what're you playing at.] I'm waiting for you. ...Don't let that stop you, though. [Because that feels really, really nice.]

[This is nice and all, but Cloud's horny too so he moves his hands to rub up Zack's thighs instead.] Well, don't let me stop you.

[Wh-oh you stopped. Well, alright then. D| Zack lifts a hand up to snag the lube.] Gimme that first. [Mmkay, get some of that on the fingers, reaching around, let's do some re-prepping, shall we? ~~goddamn you Cloud for stopping~~]

[Fff, at least this time won't take so long?

Whoa, cold. Funky. But less "STOP THAT" and more "hurry up and get that done so the stuff that comes after can start up."]

[Since Cloud was pretty prepped beforehand, this is more or less just adding lube for comfort :|b so it's not long before Zack can withdraw and tug Cloud up enough to slide back in. Mmmmm, that's what he wanted, yep.]

[W-well yeah, still kind of ouchies. Wincing and readjusting now, a hand on Zack's shoulder as a reminder to keep still for a second.]

[Zack's not so AUGH DESPERATE NEED TO GO GO GO this time, so he relaxes and rests against Cloud, murmuring an affirmative and waiting for permission to start moving.]

[Cloud shifts slightly after a second and nods.] Yeah, go ahead. [This bottoming thing is almost -ALMOST- more trouble than it's worth.]

[Well, you volunteered. :| Zack gives him a quick onceover to be sure, then leans in to catch his lips as he withdraws and starts a slow, steady rhythm to work them back up. There's no need to rush through it this time around, provided Cloud doesn't say anything retarded again.]

[Even if something retarded occurred to Cloud he would firmly SHUT THE HELL UP because that sense of urgency is starting to come back. Yes. He wanted to get laid REALLY BADLY.]

[Speaking of which. A little breathy now.] If you tell me to stop again... I don't think I can. [Which is an overstatement - he can, but that doesn't mean he will.]

[Breathless here too, and maybe starting to clutch a little hard at Zack's back, arching up.] Nn- wouldn't dream of it.

Better not. [Grinding in now. GOD CLOUD WHY DO YOU FEEL SO GOOD. 8|] I'll make you regret it.

[UNF yes, using nails now. Cloud makes a sharp sound somewhere between a laugh and a gasp, though whatever he was planning to say is lost when he moans and lifts his leg to hook at Zack's hip again.]

[Nice. That's nice. Zack shows his approval by thrusting in particularly deep, speeding up a notch. They're getting pretty damn good at this.]

[Cloud's not a particularly loud topper, despite what others may think. He'll growl or mutter something occasionally, maybe gasp pant here and there. He's the same when making out, too, or just fooling around, and it's no surprise; Cloud's not a very vocal person, and his voice is naturally soft. It would be safe to assume he's the same when bottoming, too.

Nope.

Cloud arches when Zack thrusts deeper and drags his fingers down Zack's back, shouting. You hit something pretty nice down there, SOLDIER.]

[Zack lifts a brow at that sound, and he can't help but feel a proud smirk cross his lips, not hesitating to do it again. And again, if need be. That was a nice sound to hear. He'll have to remember that when the girls and Simon are in the house, provided Tifa takes him up on his offer and Simon comes back. That would be embarrassing to explain later.

For now, though, he really doesn't give a damn.]

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