Sephiroth: *at times he seems to have no control over himself as he engages in the act of mating, but keeps going in spite of his physical state, instinct still fuelled by the pheremones in the air. During the whole incident his mental state fluctuates between enjoyment and regret, though the regret is not for himself, but for Seferia, and for the fact that he doesn’t think she should be doing this, nor letting him take advantage of her. The male only stops once he is utterly worn out, and he flops at her side, panting. He just lies there, his eyelids heavy with exhaustion, feeling quite content, but the regret and concern for Seferia still remains*
