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[It takes a moment for him to move his lips against Sollux's in a manner that doesn't scream going slow, his tongue traces black lips to steal the hint of honey off of them. Claws curl around his hair lightly, scraping against his scalp. It's probably not as racy of actions Sollux is after but he doesn't seem to notice or care. It's true- he has to feel like he's leading or he gets crabby and indignant or shy.
He pulls away and immediately his eyes lowered to the symbol on Sollux's shirt, as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.]