Celes scoffed slightly and rolled her eyes, "Men." Really, she'd come this far, with little planning on her part, actually, she'd might as well go in for the rest. In for a penny, in for a gil, as the saying went.

Slowly, and possibly to keep him from instinctively flinching away, Celes kept her hands stiffly on his shoulder and closed the rest of the distance between them. Her lips pressed gently and congenially against his. A kiss could mean many things, as far as Celes had been concerned. It had been a payment for a knife once, and to other people meant much more than Celes thought it should. But there was reason behind this, and much more than Celes knew she could put into verbal expression.

Still, his lips were warm and slightly chapped, and not womanly soft thank all the goddesses for that, much to Celes's relief. He'd just better have some idea of what she was putting behind this sneaky attack of hers.