[When Seifer kissed Zell back something that had been tight and tense inside of the tattoo blonde relaxed. This wasn’t one sided and that made Zell deliciously happy. As Seifer pulled them close together, their bodies pressed together, Zell’s hands had gripped the taller blonde’s shirt, keeping him close.

As the older male gently released and pulled back, Zell had wanted more and couldn’t stop himself as he tried to lean in for more kisses. But Zell caught himself and there was an instantly bright blush on his cheeks as he opened his eyes and met Seifer’s.]

You… kissed me.