"Yeah, well Zack-" Cloud's response was cut off by the unexpected press of lips against his own. He grunted once in surprise and grabbed Sephiroth's shoulder, ready to shove him back when he found himself distracted. As much as he wanted to argue and fight with the other man, kissing him felt good. And it probably shouldn't have, but memories of a time when Cloud had admired him, even desired him, were rushing back quicker than he could stop them. It was a full minute before he realized he was kissing Sephiroth back and pulled away.