Kissing prompts 02
for @lhunuial and @askshivanulegacy
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ZILAR (@lhunuial) and Kadreth – first kiss
“That's ridiculous,” Kadreth huffed, all too aware of his flushed face. “I'm a grown man, and I know what I want.” In fact, he was a full head taller than the Sith, so he could look down at the man and his knowing smirk from above.
“And what is it that you want?” The Sith thankfully left out the little padawan this time, but his silky voice still managed to send shivers down Kadreth's back. It was impossible to tell if he was asking a genuine question or just mocking him, but in the end it didn't matter.
Kadreth took a deep breath and squared his shoulders, gathering up all his courage to lean down and whisper “you,” before awkwardly pressing his lips against Zilar's. His heart was beating so loudly in his chest that he feared the Sith would hear it and laugh.
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BLAKK (@askshivanulegacy) and Starv - slow and sensual
Over the years Starv had gotten used to the idea that he was going to die on a suicide missions like this. He knew the odds of surviving tomorrow's assault were fairly slim, but he'd been in this line of work for long enough not to fret about the inevitable. He was perfectly calm and composed as he prepared everything for the next day, methodically going through the equipment in his bags and cleaning his rifle one last time.
The door opened and young agent Blakk rushed in, obviously wrestling with his emotions as he came to stop in front of him. He seemed at a loss for words, and not for the first time Starv felt a surge of regret that he hadn't been able to convince his superiors to send him on this mission alone. Watching his colleague die was something he looked forward to even less than dying himself. Blakk was a good agent, loyal, dedicated, very professional. He was wasted on a mission such as this...
Even if, like most humans, he often let himself be distracted by his emotions. The young man in front of him still hadn't manage to speak up. He was clearly in distress, unable to say the words he had come here to say.
Starv wasn't really good at offering words of comfort, and he didn't want to insult Blakk with empty flattery, but he felt like he should say something.
"Try not to die tomorrow, agent. Who else would maintain the Empire's diving records?" He awkwardly patted the young agent's shoulder and prepared for the undoubtedly emotional reaction.
He had expected a lot of words and maybe an awkward hug, so he didn't pull away when Blakk leaned forward and grabbed his shoulders.
The kiss was a surprise.
