When Genesis says our room, Sephiroth thrills to hear it. Their room. Their bed. Where they can... well...

(Sephiroth has never thought about what two men might do, if they were lovers. He knows it's possible. He knows there are people who do it. But he has never... shall we say... researched further.)

He laughs. He tries to make it seem suave and not nervous. Genesis stroking his back is somewhat soothing. "Whatever you like," he says. He can pick it up from Genesis, surely?