Genesis so close, calling him pet names like a lover does... That's what they are now, isn't it? The thought is terrifying and thrilling.

"Do you know," Sephiroth says, his eyelashes fluttering, so close they are, "I wasn't allowed to take a lover without permission?"

He reaches up and, threading a hand behind Genesis's head, kisses into him. As if to flaunt his disregard for that prohibition.

As if to say that's certainly what they are.