[D] And so, as these boys kept kissing, it became clear - to answer the question Solait had in his mind, yes, Allan really was all in this - he was never the type to not be all in unless the situation really called for it - and, well, this definitely not one of those situations. If Solait wanted to keep kissing, that's what the fuck they did. And if Solait wanted all of him, then... that's what he'd get.

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Solait was so scared of scaring Allan away that he waited to make any further advanced. It was when he felt the other's hand in his hair. It was a comforting feeling, something that Solait had.. Honestly never felt before. He soon stopped his movements with his thumb and tightened his grip. Allan was really all in this, wasn't he? So Solait pressed forward, opening his mouth ever so slightly so he could quickly flick his tongue against his friend's lips. He wasn't going to get carried away-- is what he said before they started kissing, but now that they were and everything in the universe seemed to disappear he wasn't sure if he could stick to those words. After a few more seconds, Solait pulled away to catch his breath, his eyes wide with shock at what he had just done. He kissed someone and-- did not stab them nor did Allan stab him. Honestly, a first for him. "A-Allan...." As Solait muttered the sounds, he could sense his epohh watching them from her little spot on the sofa. "I've never felt so... So-- Allan I want to keep kissing."

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Allan's own eyes took a little to adjust in the darker light, but it was a lot better than the super bright lighting, that was for sure. Bright lighting really only made sense if it was the fucking sun. Or if you were taking some sort of photos that required that sort of lighting. Otherwise? Mood lighting all the way. The feeling of the sandpaper lick from Laf'ilak was extremely familiar, too, and all of it combined, well - it felt comfortable. It felt like they were in the tubes again, except they weren't in the tubes. The familiar lighting and the way Solait's eyes silver eyes shined as they looked at him - looking just like beautiful grey spinel, all the same as before. The only thing that was different, and unfamiliar, and new - was the way Solait's lips felt against his own. The contrast of the gentleness of Solait rubbing his thumb against his hand and the ... opposite feeling of pressing the rest of his fingers into his skin was... also different. And... it only made him reflect the same, both with his hand and in the kiss between them, a mix or balance, so to say, of equal parts gentleness and passion. His fingers moved up to gently caress Solait's hair as they kissed, and he felt himself getting lost in the moment, because, well - why would he want to ever stop it?

"Y-Yeah, I know you understand," Solait said, before he looked around his quarters, noticing the lights had automatically turned up to maximum strength when the two of them had walked in. "Computer, dim lights, 40%," He said before slowly taking his sunglasses off and placing them on the little coffee table in front of the sofa. Before Allan took his hand away, Laf'ilak gave him a long sand-paper tongued lick and then let him give attention to her father. Now looking at Allan with his eyes exposed it was easier to see the little details in the other's face. From the pours on his face to the little subtleties in his expressions that were normally obscured by his dark sunglasses. Solait didn't know if it was a good or bad thing that him and Allan had been thinking the same thing this whole time. Good? Because he didn't feel weird for having such deires, but also these feelings were scary. Positive emotions were not welcomed in the Terran Empire, in fact he couldn't remember any time he expressed joy that was genuine. Relief, maybe, but joy for the sake of joy, never. "... I will be gentle," Solait didn't care that Laf'ilak was watching, he just closed his eyes and moved closer to Allan. At first the kiss was light and chaste, he was holding back to fear of startling his friend. It was a weird sensation kissing Allan, not just because they had never done it, but because he liked Allan. This wasn't part of some plot or scheme, he... Had a friend. As they kissed, Solait gently rubbed his thumb against the back of Allan's hand in a soothing comforting motion, his fingers much colder than Allan's, but no less gentle. This motion was in stark contrast to the rest of his fingers that were slowly pressing into the skin of Allan's palms.

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"Yeah... it's - I'm sure it's a lot, with everyone coming onto the station, I'm - I'm not really sure what's going on, nothing really happened last time," he sighed along with Solait, but scooted a little closer to him because at least - to Allan - being closer to someone usually helped with avoiding sad thoughts. "It's not easy to just leave the past behind, especially when you're trying to create a better future..." He watched Laf'ilak do her little open-close mouth thing, and laughed again - was there anything she did that didn't make him laugh? Unsure. "Aww, she really is," he said, giving her a soft pat on the head as she bobbed it around. After feeling the grip on his other hand tighten, though, he turned to look back at Solait, who then said he- wanted to kiss him. Oh. In all honesty, Allan had been thinking about kissing Solait too, but he had wanted to move at the other's pace, really. But now... his green eyes looked down from Solait's to see an equally as green blush across the other's face, then back up to his eyes again. "You know, Solait," he said with a small chuckle, looking back down at the other's lips, "I've wanted to kiss you since we met, too, so-" and then back up to his eyes again. "Consider that a yes," he whispered, leaning a little closer to Solait now and gripping his hand a little tighter at the same time, "and... just so we're.. clear... I don't mind if you bite."

"Especially with these peace talks. I.. Am not really sure when the 'peace' part starts. I feel like I haven't had a moment of downtime," Solait said with an exhasperated sigh. He showed Allan a faint smile of understanding, they were both ex-Terran officers after all. Sometimes though, Solait wished he could just forget the past and focus on the future... Like his brother did, but it wasn't as easy as flipping on a switch. Seeing his friend smile when he mentioned the pink flowers quickly lifted his mood and cause him to smile too. "I'll show you, I think Laf'ilak would enjoy them. She's also working hard, as my.. Emotional support epohh," He chuckled at the idea and Laf'ilak opened and closed her mouth in response. Solait didn't notice, but he leaned a little towards Allan when the other joined him on the sofa. Laf'ilak seemed to enjoy sitting with them too as evident by the wibbly antennae and slight bounce she had as he grooved to whatever beat was in her head. It seemed she had a lot in common with her primeverse counterpart. When Allan said the word enticing Solait stared at him utterly speechless. He wanted to be cut? Well.... If he was consenting then it was alright, right? He had a few seconds of internal debate, wondering if it was really a good idea. His grip on Allan's hand tightened, although he was still careful not to dig his claws into the man's hand. "Actually there's something I do want to try... I want to kiss you, Allan. If that is alright..? I just feel so drawn to you, to be honest that's all I've been thinking about since we met," As Solait said those words his whole face went dark green, he was usually pretty confident, but these were genuine feelings he had. He was not trying to deceive someone or earn some good favours, he genuinely wanted to be closer to Allan.

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As Allan listened to Solait talk about his experiences with violence and peace, he let out a small 'mhm' as he nodded, he... definitely understood what the other had meant. "Eye of a storm... yeah, that's a good way of putting it," he even had that feeling now still - not here, but in what he currently did sometimes - to him, it was just a matter of trying to forget about it for a moment. Mephistopheles, thankfully, was usually someone who made him forget about it when he was around him. "It's not always easy to adjust to a new way of life, especially when that way of life is so...different from what you're used to." As Solait mentioned the pink flowers, Allan couldn't help but smile. He loved the idea of seeing new and beautiful things, especially if it meant spending more time with Solait. "I can't wait to see those pink flowers, then," he was actually really excited to see them, and then he could take Mephis there and they could have a little romantic outing, maybe- without pecans but instead with pink flowers? They could make flower crowns, which was something he'd done before, but it would still be so fun! "...and any other beautiful sights that you want to show me." Allan then shrugged with a smile that appeared quite guilty. "And... if I *am*?" he chuckled, sitting down on the comfy sofa and watching as Laf'ilak happily joined them. "Solait, please, can you genuinely look at me and think that I don't find that sort of thing enticing?" He was still holding Solait's hand, but put his other hand under his chin as he questioned the other. "Honestly, *really*, I wouldn't mind if you did cut me a little, Solait, I'm... willing to indulge you in whatever you'd like to try, so... long as it's something you would also enjoy, you know?"

"Sometimes it feels like only yesterday I was still a soldier of the Empire. I don't miss the violence but sometimes peace is just as scary. Like.. The eye of a storm," Solait tilted his head side to side, trying to describe the feeling. He wished he was more like Allan and could have taken to life outside the Empire a little faster, but he still struggled to do even the smallest forms of leisure. It took him long enough to eat in the mess hall. "Two weeks? Then we'll definitely have time," Solait was still a bit apprehensive about the idea, but seeing Allan so enthusiastic made him less anxious about it. At the mention of seasons he had to think for a moment. The didn't have seasons on Remus or really Rator III, it seemed like the skies were always grey. "Yeah, we have seasons. We have some pretty pink flowers right now," Solait said, not knowing the word for sakura, but he had been to the environment module and caught a glimpse of the vivid colours. Solait kept his grip a little loose, Laf'ilak waddled alongside them. "A nice hurt? Hey, you're not the type that... Likes... Uhhh-- there are some people who are attracted to my sharp nails and teeth, like..." Solait was blushing so much just talking about it. The automatic doors soon opened and he led Allan (and his epohh) to the comfy sofa. "Remans like to nibble, I don't know if that's uhh enticing to you," Solait didn't let go of Allan's hand when he plopped down on the sofa. Laf'ilak soon joined him, jumping up and down. "..... I would, if you would want to try? I swear I won't cut you, it's a loving gesture, between trusted individuals."

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