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[Cloud swallows what he wanted to say -"These are because of me"- and instead just brushes his hands over Zack's chest, almost as if he could wipe them off, like dust.] Nothing.

[This is nice and all, but the scars are old hat for him now and Cloud's hands on his chest is making him really antsy, so he reaches up to grab them, hopefully halting any touching or stroking or jkasdhskjdhf.]

[Completely and totally on impulse...Cloud ducks his head and brushes his lips against one of the scars instead.]

[KJSHJDSHSKJFHDKJHF CLOUD WHAT THE FUCK]

[Cloud jerks back, eyes slowly lifting to Zack's before grabbing the older man's arm, dragging him into the bathroom and kicking the door shut behind them.

And...going right back to what he had just been doing.]

[Goddammit. Oh, goddammit. Zack reaches up to wind his fingers through Cloud's hair, sorely tempted to give it a good yank and force him back. But it feels weirdly pleasant and he can't quite bring himself to do it.

Goddammit.]

[Without lifting his head -lips brushing Zack's skin- Cloud murmurs and reaches over to flick the lock on the door.]

This is nobody's business but ours. I won't feel weird about it later if you promise you won't.

[What. What. What.]

...H... hold on. Spike, you...

[What?]

I'm not saying we go that far. I'm just saying...just for a second. [He's not quite sure either, so he's just going to go back to kissing Zack's chest.]

[Zack's kind of wondering how the hell Cloud plans on stopping considering he can't stop himself now, but he can't come up with a suitable enough excuse and just responds with a very faint groan, stroking through his hair instead. Goddammit, Spike.]

[Yeah, this is a bad idea. Very bad idea. Such a bad idea.

Cloud inches his way up to Zack's neck and scrapes his teeth lightly.]

[Stupid Cloud. And stupid Zack for letting it happen anyway. He shivers, clenching his teeth a little. Why the hell did it have to be Cloud...?]

[Cloud's going to busy himself at the crook of your neck, Zack, before forcing himself back.] ...sorry.

[And suddenly he pushes further away from Zack, fidgeting nervously and dragging a hand through his hair. It only takes a second, but he makes up his mind and reaches for the door to leave.]

[FFFFF screw you and your bossy tendencies, Mr. I'm-Always-in-Charge. Zack's gonna shove you against the door - sort of gently, he doesn't want any bloody noses - and pin you there. HA take that.]

Idiot...

[Cloud's not shivering. This is not hot as hell, nope.]

...You're the one that told me to hold on.

[Zack just holds him there, breathing shakily on his neck, lips hovering close but not quite touching him.]

...I didn't mean it.

[Cloud swallows, resting his cheek against Zack's temple, a hand lifting to clutch at his hair. He can't stop shaking.]

...Zack...

[...Great, now they're stuck in this situation again. Zack closes his eyes, pressing a light kiss to the back of Cloud's neck, then starts to pull away.]

Sorry. Shit... sorry...

[Cloud rolls his eyes and digs his fingers into Zack's hair, yanking him back down to kiss him properly. Honestly, don't tease him and then back away, you stupid idiot.]

[Takes one to know one, you prick. But hey, kisses are always cool. You know, disregarding the fact that they're coming from his best heterosexual friend. Let's just pretend everything's shiny or something.]

[Yeah, stop that stupid thinking thing. Cloud did that about twenty minutes ago; otherwise, he'd still be wondering why making out with a guy isn't as bad as he thought it'd be.

Very different from making out with Yoko or Tifa. Less soft and squishy in the chest department.]

[Good plan, Cloud, good plan. Zack's gonna follow suit now, since you're tasty and this feels really good. He's no stranger to kissing guys but it's been a long time since he's felt something this intense.]

[Time for some wandering hands...keeping it above the waist, though.]

[And here Zack was hoping he'd get frisky. Not.

He is going to put his own hands at Cloud's waist, though, because he's itching to touch something during their pleasant little makeout session.

Can they really keep this from getting too awkward...?]

[It's almost like touching Zack is making him remember...

Hey, this is Zack. This is your best friend -who is male- Zack. Excuse me this is Zack you are kissing Zack YOU FUCKING IDIOT]

Mm- [Cloud wrenched back, breathing hard, his hands on Zack's wrists as if to remove them from his waist. But not yet. Haven't moved him yet. Mostly he's just looking stunned. And breathless. Because of all the kissing sldkfjsf what is wrong with him.]

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