sephiroth was leaned back against the headboard, his hands were on your hips, keeping you steady as you hovered above him. your hands over his chest, bracing yourself against him.
"seph, i dunno..."
you muttered, looking up to see his mako tinged eyes already gazing into yours. he was big, and riding him was a new thing to you.
"i'm right here for you to lean on, i've got you."
he whispered to you, his voice carrying that alluring tone you knew so well, something soft underneath it.
you shuddered, lowering yourself, as he helped you line yourself up with his precum soaked length. he coated himself in your slick, before his other hand guided your hips down on him slowly. as you slid down on him, the stretch making you gasp.
his grip on your hip tightened slightly, a sharp inhale coming from him.
"there, just like that." he praised, his voice lower, carrying that rasp with it, a tone that made your mind go fuzzy.
you leaned against him, hands over his chest as you continued lowering yourself down. you felt the stretch, that little burning sensation from how big he was. you made it down, sitting in his lap. he was so deep, it felt like he was prodding at your stomach.
he let out a deep groan, seeing and feeling you bottom out. he saw himself bulge out of you, and held onto your hips tight to try and steady himself. you were panting, trying to adjust to his feel. slowly starting to move, grinding on him, a moan escaping your lips that rung through sephiroths head in the most taunting way.
lifting yourself up more and more, falling back down on him, he filled you completely. his hands moved with your hips, giving you that bit of support. he couldn't help but stare, the way your tits bounced with your every move, one of his hands creeping up to cup you.
your moans filled his ears, making his dick twitch inside you; his head fell back in pleasure as you picked up your pace, your thighs burning from the ride. his hips bucked up to meet yours, a deep, throaty groan coming from him, contrasting your whimpers.
"fuck, you're so tight." he hissed through clenched teeth, his fingers digging into your skin, little crescents left behind. your back arched, head falling to his shoulder as you grinded against him. getting so high up on him just to let yourself fall back down onto him. obscene, filthy, wet sounds filled the room, your skin meeting as he thrusted upwards each time you slid back down on him.
panting filled the room, your nails digging into the broad shoulders you braced yourself against, your forehead against his shoulder as you rode him, your walls flush, tight against his cock. his grip tightened, slamming your hips down against his own, a cry coming from you.
"fuck, seph!" you sobbed against his neck.
he moaned at the noise, his rhythm matching your own, his hands only adding force to your movements. a familiar knot started tying in your stomach, threatening to snap at any second.
he pushed you up, "i wanna see your face, fuck— he growled, when you cum."
you nodded feverishly, slamming down against him as fast as your body could. his eyes low, staring into yours as you rode him, watching your face contort as you got closer, entranced by all your little moans, the way your curves fell against him, all of it.
"let go for me, huh?" he hissed, trying to hold on, always making you cum first.
he moved his hand down, his thumb hitting your clit, rubbing on it in taunting little circles. the air left your lungs, you couldn't hold back the moans that hung in your throat.
"fuck, fuck it's so good." you were gasping, relishing in the feel of his touch.
he cursed under his breath, watching at your face scrunch up, the way your cunt tightened around him, the knot in your stomach snapping with a sob. you were so tight around him, your orgasm snapping through you.
his cock twitched inside you, seeping with precum. he practically moved you himself, before he slammed you down on his dick, he came. he groaned a deep, gutteral groan as hot, thick ropes coated you, you could feel every pump from his cock that spilt cum inside of you, filling you up.
you fell against him, your pants hitting his neck hot and heavy. his grip on you loosened, his hands moving to your waist, arms wrapping around you.
"you did so good for me." he muttered into your hair, holding you as if you'd slip through his fingers at any second.
"now, let's get you cleaned up, huh?" he chuckled lightly. sitting up fully, he kept you in his arms.
summary: only sephiroth gets to decide when you two are done...
“s-sephiroth…” you mumbled his name, as he lazily placed kisses on your neck, his hands on your hips, to hold you in place. “i really… need to leave… for work…”
sephiroth huffs amused, his hot breath against your neck, before his lips meet your neck again, his kisses rougher now.
“what makes you think i'd let you leave?” he hums against your neck. “i'm not done with you yet.”
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