[ He sucks air, briefly tightens his hand in Cloud's hair before he remembers himself and goes back to stroking. It's so good - he's sensitive, doesn't know whether that's because it's been so long, because of whatever happened during his second dip in a mako tank, or just because everything feels like so much right now. Whatever it is, he hums warmly at the feel of it, props himself up on an elbow so he can look at Cloud. He's getting used to it, finally - the way the soft sweetness of Cloud's face has sharpened into something more refined. Still beautiful, but with hard edges where there were none before. None of those changes have made it any less a mistake to look if he wants to last, though - Cloud moves his mouth over Zack's cock like that's one thing he never forgot, and the sight of him doing it only dials up how amazing it feels. ]
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