Pose.

Sephiroth smirked his little 'scheme' had worked. He smiled and pulled out his wallet taking a few bills out and putting them down on the table. "Come now, lets get going." Sephiroth said. He picked up and put on his jacket. He put a hand on Zexion's back. He gently but firmly guided Zexion towards the exit. They passed Tifa on the way out. "I left the money on the table...I have to bring him home." he said with a smirk. Tifa sighed and ran a hand through her hair but didn't dare say anything. "At least I didn't do anything as bad as the last time." he said with a smirk. When the door closed behind him he heard Tifa kick it. It just made him laugh, because he knew she was more mad at herself then she was at Sephiroth because she did like him no matter how she looked at it. He headed out to his car still guiding Zexion along. He put him into the passenger seat and closed the door before sitting in the driver's seat and starting up the car. "Hmm, I'd ask you where you live...if you were going home. You're going to stay over at my place." He stated and there was no room for question about this.

Zexion's head swam as the taller man led him out, and were he capable of making sense of what was being said, he'd be listening and trying to figure out where he was going. He felt the outside air hit them and he took a deep breath, trying to clear his sense at least a little bit. It kind of helped, because his head stopped swimming so much, and his ability of smell increased a little, but he could only smell the alcohol on his breath. He knew he was sitting in Sephiroth's car from the way the door shut and made him wince from the feeling. "No need to, to trouble yourself..." he slurred out carefully. He didn't want to stay with Sephiroth. He wanted to go home and sleep off the intoxication. He slouched in the seat from the way the wine had affected him.

"Ah, don't worry, it is no trouble what so ever." he said with a smirk as he started driving down the street towards his house. The drive wasn't to long and he pulled up into his driveway, he pushed a button on his mirror and the double garage opened and he pulled in next to his mustang. He got out of the car as the garage started to close. "As I said your fate was sealed." he said with a smirk to himself as he walked around to the passenger side of the car and opened it. He hauled Zexion out of the car and supported him with one arm under his arms. He closed the door led Zexion inside heading into the living room. "I'll go get you something to sleep in, just lay here for a moment." he said putting him down on the plush white couch. He smirked as he went upstairs to his bedroom and walked into his closet. He pulled out a shirt from the very back of the closet that he must not have worn since he was a teenager and a pair of black sweat pants. He was going to let his guest have a false sense of security for as long as possible. He headed back downstairs but stood in the doorway instead and looked Zexion over.

However hesitant to even think it, Zexion had to be even the slightest bit grateful that Sephiroth was helping him so much. Sephiroth sure did like strong drinks though. Why did the man have to assume Zexion could handle just as much as he could? Zexion had a very small tolerance level, rarely, rarely drinking anything, especially that strong. He was certainly in for the hang over of his life in the morning. He didn't have much of a choice but to do as the older man said and lay there. He couldn't move too many places on his own right now. At least he hadn't drunk so much that he could be vomiting. That was a small assurance that he hadn't had too much to drink.

Sephiroth smirked Zexion wasn't moving at all, this would be even easier then he expected. He walked over and sat down next to Zexion he put the clothes down on the floor next to them. He pushed Zexion's hair out of his face and frowned down at him for a moment, "Do you need help changing or can you do it yourself?" Sephiroth asked his hand holding the bottom of his shirt lightly and slowly starting to push it up. He cocked an eyebrow as he waited for Zexion's response. He could help but run his palm along his side as he continued to hike up Zexion's shirt though.

Stirring at the feeling of warmth touching his skin, Zexion blinked semi uncomprehendingly at the man before him. Did he need help with getting dressed? He didn't want the help, because even drunk he had whatever was left of his pride to protect an uphold. He could feel his shirt being lifted slightly higher, as if Sephiroth had already decided maybe he should be changing him. Even if he did want the help, he probably wouldn't ask for it. "I can do it....my, myself, and if I need help, you can," he said slowly, pushing the hand away from his abdomen and sitting up with a sway. He could barely keep himself up, how was he going to undress and redress? He struggled with pulling just the shirt off, getting lost in the fabric once he'd removed his head from the neck. This was truly pathetic, and sober Zexon would be scoffing right now if he weren't so drunk.

Sephiroth pulled his hands away obediently and let Zexion try to get himself changed. Sephiroth laughed and shook his head. "Here, I'll help." he said as he put a hand on either side of Zexion's waist and pushed the shirt up making sure to rub his thumbs over either nipple before pushing it over his head and throwing it to the side. He trailed a hand down his fingers tracing between his pecs as he looked Zexion over. The hand landed on the hem of his pants and he started to undo them slowly as he pulled at the pant leg to pull them off, his finger traced over his hip bone before following back to the front and down. His eyes calm and nonchalant as he pulled his pants done to uncover underwear he was none to careful to avoid brushing his hand rather roughly against Zexion's groin as he did, the smallest of smirks pulling at his features.

Maybe Zexion was just a little more sensitive to touch when he was drunk, and maybe he was just a little louder in sex when he was drunk. He could feel himself leaning into the touches from Sephiroth, and knew having the man help him with his clothes was a bad idea. He was trying to expel the growing amount of heat in his groin from just a couple touches. It wasn't working, as it seemed that was exactly what he wanted. He was shaking slightly from the pent up excitement, slowly building. The not so subtle rub against his groin made him groan softly, roughly, ignoring his efforts to keep that quiet. Sephiroth was taking too long to be assisting him in undressing, Zexion thought in the back of his head.

Sephiroth smirked at the sounds Zexion made at the touches. He noticed that the small man was already started to get turned on by this little amount of contact. "Hmm, aren't you lewd..." Sephiroth stated as he pulled the pants right off. His hand trailed up his leg again, to his inner thigh then up into his underwear before coming back down, simply teasing him. He moved his hand up to Zexion's shoulder and pushed him back as he got onto his knees on the couch next to him and leaned himself down over Zexion, his hair fell like a curtain around them, his face hovered a inch or so away from Zexion's. His head practically massaging Zexion's neck and collarbone as he moved one knee to the younger mans groin and rubbed his crotch slightly. "Would you like my help with this problem too?" he asked with a smirk.

Zexion shook his head, disagreeing with being lewd, because it wasn't true...when he was sober. He was also shaking his head because he didn't want this. He enjoyed the feelings, but he didn't want them, and he had a feeling Sephiroth did. In his state, he couldn't really fight back. As a hand ran up his leg, Zexion unconsciously spread his legs just a little more. He found himself staring at the curtain of silvery hair around him, and Sephiroth's face smirking as he touched him. He wanted to say no, that he didn't need help with this other problem, a problem that this man caused. He didn't want this problem at all, but it wasn't going to go away if he left it alone. He nodded cautiously, arching his body in pleasure.

Sephiroth could see rather conflicted feelings in the young man like he wanted this but didn't want it to begin with. Odd but Sephiroth understood, not that he really cared. He chuckled slightly as he closed the gap between their faces and pressed his lips to Zexion's. He pulled his mouth away from Zexion's for a moment, "As I said...your fate was sealed when you agreed to dinner." he said with a chuckle, saying it only because it was something he knew Zexion wouldn't remember in the morning. His hand trailed down from Zexion's neck to one of Zexion's nipples, he started rubbing his fingers over it and pinching it lightly as he kissed Zexion again, his tongue pressed to the younger mans being polite in silently asking for permission before delving into his mouth. With his other hand he trailed down into the front of Zexion's underwear and gripped onto his member pumping it and an antagonizingly slow pace.

Dinner had sealed his fate? Sephiroth had had this planned out with the wine, Zexion suspected mildly, but then, he wouldn't know why, so then, who knew... Sephiroth was probably as devious and intelligent as he looked. Zexion moaned with more physical contact, which, with perhaps the alcohols influence, was the perfect blend of gentle and rough. He opened his mouth into the kiss Sephiroth had begun and surprisingly asking for without force. Zexion gasped into the kiss as he felt a hand sneaking down into his underwear and grabbing his manhood, pumping him, but not fast enough. His hips bucked into the grasp, wanting more, wanting it faster. Sephiroth was toying with him.

Sephiroth slipped his tongue into Zexion's mouth as the younger man opened. He took advantage of the gasp and delved deeper into his mouth, intensifying it as much as he could. His hand which had been teasing Zexion's nipple trailed down to hold the smaller mans hips down to keep him from bucking. This was going to go as Sephiroth wanted it or it wasn't going to go at all. After a while of pumping slowly on Zexion's growing erection he let his hand slip down farther forcing his underwear father down as well as he teased at Zexion's entrance. Sephiroth was glad that he had decided to wear looser pants today knowing that he wouldn't be able to tease him nearly as long in something stuffy such as the leather pants he was so suited to. After a while of teasing he slowly pressed the finger into him, not caring if it was dry, it was only going to hurt Zexion.

This was going a lot faster than Zexion was used to, or maybe it was the drink in him making him feel like things were going faster. Or maybe it was Sephiroth. Or both. He didn't doubt it could be both. Zexion panted with gasps and slight cries from the touches. He was enjoying the heat they gave off, of the pressure he could feel pooling in his lower abdomen. Sex wasn't something he partook in very often, and he usually got some of those one nighters with people he used to hang out with, and even the whole friends with benefits wasn't too often. Zexion felt the dry, sudden intrusion in him. It made him squirm a little, mainly because it hurt without lubricant. Sephiroth was willing to stretch him but not use lube?

Sephiroth continued to kiss Zexion as he started dry finger fucking him managing to get another finger into him. When he broke the kiss to breath though he took his finger out as well and moved away from Zexion. He sat at the end of the couch and sighed. "Maybe this wasn't the best idea, I'm going to go upstairs. If you need me for anything come and get me." he said standing up and leaving the room and the practically naked Zexion. He hoped this went as he planned, and this was an all or nothing move and he knew that. He headed on up to his bedroom, leaving the door open as he took off his clothes keeping on his black briefs as he climbed into his black bed with navy blue sheets, he made sure his hair draped across the bed so it would be visible out in the hall and closed his eyes but didn't go to sleep. He would give Zexion ten minutes before he gave up.

Zexion was startled from his passion as Sephiroth pulled his fingers out and sighed, then left him to go upstairs. Confused, Zexion let his breath catch up, trying to let his thoughts catch up too. Sephiroth just left him in the middle of almost sex. No way. No. Way. Zexion didn't do it that way. Sephiroth was either going to finish the job or he might as well have not started it. Most popular model or not, you don't just quit sex when you get bored. Fumbling for the clothes Sephiroth was supposed to help him put on, Zexion climbed up the stairs, holding the wall to not fall off. When he found the open door, he stopped in the door way and tossed the clothes at the man lying in the bed. "You said you'd help me put these on," he managed out, "at least finish that."

Sephiroth smirked as he opened his eyes and propped himself up on his elbow, the smirk falling back to a frown. He let the covers fall off his torso, curling his body in a way that really highlighted his abdominal muscles. "Hmm, I guess you're right." Sephiroth said, he patted the place on the bed next to him, "Come on over here then, I'll help you out." Sephiroth said with a smirk. He pushed the covers off of him completely sitting there legs pulled up slightly, the muscles all over his body toned but not incredibly large. He pulled his hair back behind his shoulders again and let out a sigh as though bored.

Zexion was frozen in the door way when he saw what Sephiroth was wearing. Or rather, what he wasn't wearing. Had he been lured into another trap by the clever, cunning man? Most definitely. A mouse caught by the cat, he felt like, right now. He forced himself to move forward, moving to the bed. Sephiroth had a fair body, which was no wonder because he was the main model. He had to have a strikingly amazing body to be that great and popular with the agency. He climbed onto the bed carefully, as if waiting for an animal to attack in the dark. Wads he being overcautious?

Sephiroth noticed how Zexion seemed to freeze for a moment. How amusing. Sephiroth stretched one leg out and yawned slightly. "No need to be so careful..." he said laying back down at sighing again, his body now sprawled out on top of the covers. He looked at Zexion again and smirked, "Now if you tell me what you really came up here for, maybe I'll consider finishing what I really started." He said with a smirk and a chuckle. There was no sign of arousal anywhere on Sephiroth's body, he had always been good and controlling these sorts of things.

Sniffing derisively, Zexion looked at the calm man who taunted him for what he wanted. Sephiroth wanted him to ask, maybe even beg for it, since he looked the type to let pleading stroke his ego. "I came up here for...." he was about to just say to get his clothes back on, but what he really wanted was for Sephiroth to finish what he started. He was good at it, and Zexion wanted more. "I came here for you to finish having sex with me." Did that sound awkward? Maybe if he wasn't drunk, it would. Sephiroth probably wanted him to say something along the lines of that, right? Zexion moved closer to Sephiroth, moving his hands towards the other man's non existing arousal.

Sephiroth smirked as he got the answer he wanted out of. He chuckled slightly as Zexion started moving towards him. "Well, if you want to go ahead and put me in the mood, I would gladly finish what I started." he said with a smirk. He pushed himself up and back so he could lean against the headboard a bit better and look down at Zexion. He himself rested a finger at the hem of his black briefs and pulled them down enough so that his hip bone was clearly visible as well as the beginnings of his silver pubes where they connected to the thin line of silver hair trailing down from his belly button, it was his natural colour and it was the reason body hair was very difficult to see on him.

Zexion lowered his head to begin nipping and sucking at exposed flesh on Sephiroth's lower body. His fingers explored the upper half, running his nails lightly, or just feeling the smooth skin. A former lover, Demyx, used to tell him that his fingers running down skin felt like water, but then again, Demyx was a water person. He had a couple people tell him some other things too, in the past. Zexion worked on moving his mouth down as he moved Sephiroth's underwear down at the same time. He didn't know what Sephiroth liked for stimulation, but he was drunk enough to do whatever came to mind right now. How would he know if Sephiroth didn't tell him anyway?

Sephiroth smirked as he watched Zexion explore his body the way he did. He had felt better of course, that could be because out of all his previous lovers Zexion was one of the youngest. Even though Squall was younger then him the brunette had been just as good if not better. Part of it could be because he was drunk though. Sephiroth didn't take his eyes off of Zexion as he moved himself lower. "Mmm, do you want to join the list of people who were able to take all off me in their mouth? You'd be the second." he said with a chuckle already knowing it was practically impossible since he got to nearly seven and a half inches fully erect. He ran a hand idly through Zexion's long bangs, playing with them slightly as though bored.

Zexion wondered if he cold take all of Sephiroth in his mouth. He was bigger than other people Zexion had sucked off, and half the time he was the seme, so they did the sucking for him. What was the worst he had put in his mouth and shoved down his throat? One of his lovers had been impressed once because of his gag reflex, which was hard to set off. He'd even shoved most of a spoon handle down his throat once on a dare, although pulling it back out of his throat had been a little harder. He could get things down without trouble most of the time, but sometimes it was a matter of getting it out. Sephiroth was both long and thick, could that go down his throat? He gave it a shot, having nothing to lose. He picked up the limp member, and after rubbing it a couple times he put it in his mouth, seeing how far it could go down. He relaxed his throat muscles and breathed short, quick breaths through his nose. He found himself having a little trouble as he went on. He was decently close to getting it all in his mouth before he had to stop. Close enough, he had decided.

Sephiroth closed his eyes and let out a long heavy sigh through his nose instead of the moan that wanted to come out. He had never been a loud lover and he wasn't going to start. His head tilted back at the warmth around his growing member, loving the stimulation. When Zexion stopped moving he opened his eyes and looked back down at him pretty impressed with how he had done. "Pretty good." he said his voice sounding completely normal. He smirked, "The other person did much better though..." he said with a sigh remembering said time. He tilted his head back again and closed his eyes as he shifted his hips around slightly, silently urging Zexion to move some more.