thekidsare0kay | [Voice]

Yeah.

Fuck.

[He grimaces and turns his head away from Dave, though he's still leaning his back against him.]

We're definitely friends.

[ draping an arm over sollux, hand curled into a fist. bro fistbump all up in here. ]

[He smiles a little and lifts his hand, bumping his fist into Dave's, though he nearly misses.]

[ taking his hand back, snorting as he does. ] You're already improving. If that was me I wouldn't have been even close.

I could sort of tell where it was because of where your arm was.

[But it does feel nice for Dave to be encouraging him like this, even if he knows it's just human friendship pity, not real romantic pity. He has to keep reminding himself of that]

Cheat. I take it back, I'm not impressed at all.

[He twists around and leans in close, as if to lick Dave on the cheek, then pulls back, grinning] Careful.

[ raising his eyebrows. you wanna play this game, huh??? ] I've got no reason to be.

Oh? Changed your mind, then?

[He rests his chin on your shoulder, Dave, and inhales deeply]

I seem to remember you still owe me something.

[ he's... conveniently forgotten whatever that was, and you can clearly see it all over his face. or, well, maybe not. ha. ha. ha. blind jokes. ] ... What was that?

I think you said you'd show me 'how it's done' when you were back in your own body.

[ oh. shit, he did say that, didn't he... ] Someone's sure eager.

I'm just pointing it out. If you're still making excuses, well, it's no more than what I expected.

[He draws back and stretches out on his back on the bed with his head pillowed on his hands. It's a bit of a difficult position for him, simply because now he's not touching Dave and only has a general idea of where he is, but he'll feel and hear movement, so it's okay]

[ ugh, jerk. why is it so easy to manipulate a strider? ]

Right here, now?

[Sollux shrugs] Unless you want to go out there and play with the fuzzy bunnies instead. I'm right here, and we're alone. Seems like a good place and time.

Maybe I like bunnies.

Maybe. [He's struggling against his blush, determined to stare Dave down, even if he can't actually...stare] Like I said, it's up to you. I'm not going to force you to kiss me. But we both know what it means if you abscond.

Striders don't abscond. We fight 'til we die.

[ so, sollux, have dave leaning over you, arms either side. decidedly the most sideways they've been, but whatever, it's a learning experience. he pauses, close enough that each word has their lips brush. ]

Are you nervous?

[Oh. Sollux swallows, his heart beginning to beat faster as his breathing quickens. He doesn't lift his arms from the bed, doesn't move a muscle, in fact.

Whispers:] Are you?

[ oh, sollux, don't try to play it cool. we're not all blind. he knows.

that small distance? no longer a thing. it's a meeting of lips and, let's face it, leaps and bounds better than the last. not that it's possible to get much worse than that, but. he's desperately trying to redeem himself. this time, it's more open mouthed, less childish. more clash of breath between them.

(though this is dave we're talking about. it isn't great.) ]

[Definitely better, though Dave's inexperience is still obvious. Not that Sollux is that experienced, but he has some clue of what he's doing, at least.

He lifts his hand, now, and cups the back of Dave's neck lightly, pressing him down a little to deepen the kiss. Opening his mouth, he licks out gently with his tongues, probing into that open mouth]

[ shut up, he'll get better one day!

but god, those tongues. dave's stomach jumps at the feeling, tying knots in itself. not just one, but two. two tongues. he can feel his face flushing, but he's not entirely sure if he cares. ]

[Take notes, Strider.

Sollux can smell the blush, which startles him a little, but he likes it. He smiles a little and presses up, pushing his tongues deeper into Dave's mouth and exploring]

[ fuck your notes, he's not even sure if he remembers his own goddamn name.

dave's no two-tongued devilbeast, but he's not entirely incompetent either. he just kind of fights back with his own. his own one tongue. infinitely less cool than two. ]

[Maybe it's less cool - Sollux would debate that. He gives an appreciative groan as Dave gets him on a sensitive spot and his fingers tighten, digging in a little with claws at the back of Dave's neck.

He's been trying to be particularly gentle, aware of how thin Dave's skin is and believing the human to be fragile, but he's starting to forget.]

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