Heyy how about f4 companions react to their first kiss w/ sole ???
(Happy belated Valentine’s Day!)
Nick- Their firstkiss is electrifying, quite literally. Sole’s lips meet his cheek andthe tiniest sparks erupt at the contact, making them both jolt. Solefrom the shock against their skin and Nick from the electricalsignals shooting down his spine. The minor haywire throws his wholesystem off for the next ten minutes, but part of him has to wonder ifall that he felt could be attributed solely to the malfunction andstatic electricity. They try again a week later, after Nick has gonethrough some calibrations and tucked away some loose lengths of wire,until he is satisfied that won’t happen again. The second time,Sole’s lips meet his artificial skin, and their closeness and warmthgoes straight to his head. It’s not quite as shocking, but he’s stillleft surprisingly light headed afterward. He fidgets a lot the restof the day to hide the smile that crosses his face at the thought ofthem.
Danse- Herealizes, somewhere in the middle of all they were, how starved forany kind of affection he is. Finding comfort in the company of hissquad mates, the occasional shoulder squeeze during moments ofstress, it was nothing like being utterly submerged in the waters ofsomeone else’s embrace. Every small gesture leaves him gasping forair when he breaks the surface of those waters. He feels pathetic,but when Sole takes the initiative to cup his cheek and kiss him, hewhines, actually whines like a kicked puppy to break the contact. Itleaves him flushed from more than just embarrassment, which he is, somuch so he can hardly instigate another kiss he all but aches for.Thankfully Sole is more intuitive to his feelings than even he is,and their first kiss is followed by another. To Danse, their firstkiss isn’t the only one. He comes to categorize them in all sorts ofcompartments in his mind, from their first kiss in Sanctuary to theirfirst morning kiss before either had brushed their teeth. And to thetightly wound Paladin, each is as memorable and special as the first.
Preston- They hadbeen looking out across the water, legs hung over the ramparts of theCastle, when Sole leaned in across his shoulder. Preston at firstassumes they intend to lay their head on his shoulder, as theyusually did in these quiet moments of contemplation, their handscupped as they are now. Before his confession, after, the two alwaysfound themselves back at the top of these walls to watch the sunseton the ocean. He spots the fin of something underneath the surfaceand perks up, turning to direct their attention to it. “Look!” isabout as far as he gets before lips are on his and the electricityshocking through his system renders him stunned and immobile. Hestares, eyes crossed down the bridge of his nose as Sole’s blurryface entirely eclipses his sight. When Sole releases him, he falls alittle forward with nothing to keep him upright any longer. Hemanages to catch himself before collapsing in their arms and duckshis head with a sudden shyness, gripping the corner of his hat to tugdown over his stupidly grinning face. Heated, caught unaware, andcompletely, aggravatingly, moronically in love, he wraps an armaround their shoulders and pulls them in close to watch the lastshreds of daylight sink into the sea.
Deacon- They comeclose to a first kiss several times. The first, they are tangled upin each others legs on a lazy afternoon to talk, and when Sole issuddenly above him, leaning in for a kiss, Deacon is overcome with anodd panic. He’d weasled out from underneath them on a transparent andobviously fabricated excuse. After that, whenever they tried again,or asked him for permission, he called upon every bit of subterfugeand spy trickery he had up his sleeve, until his excuses became asflimsy as “I need to wash my hair!” while wringing his wigbetween sweaty hands. A first kiss in any relationship was as closeas one came to sealing their fate, a prospect which, to Deacon,carried the same weight and gravitas as sealing oneself up in acoffin. It meant this was real. Deacon had, by his own design, fewreal things in his life. It takes time, and eventually he finallyaccepts that yes, this is something he wants. In his usual stupidfashion, Deacon decides to surprise them with a first kiss whiledressed in a fake beard and wobbling around like a too-familiar drunkin the Dugout. He lays a theatrically sloppy kiss on their cheek, andonce they’d let go of his arm at the point they could have broken itcompletely, he grins at them sheepishly from behind his off kilterbeard. Their proper first kiss comes by way of apology immediatelyafter this.
Cait- Their firstkiss is pretty early into the relationship, and it’s just as pushyand aggressive as the woman sharing it with Sole. Rough hands pinningwrists, a needy pining for everything Sole was willing to give, sinceCait had always had few precious and soft things to keep for herself.Honestly, she expects the relationship to not evolve far from whereit starts. She was accustomed to rolls in the hay with people whowouldn’t look twice at her again. She doesn’t even really rememberthe first kiss, doesn’t count it, because their first kiss is softerand quieter than the loud bombast of their actual first time. It’swhen things are silent, and her mind is wandering, and Sole takes hercheek to kiss her eyelid. It’s almost enough to bring her to tears.Soft things like that weren’t made for people like her. She takesSole’s face in her hands to admire them, and feels a little stupidfor not realizing sooner what this really was.
Curie- Littlethings Sole did always threw her off her axis. In truth, it wasannoying how quickly she could be reduced to rubble by simpleaffections. A thumb brushing her cheek left electrified trails on hersynthetic skin, the warmth of their shared space made the worldoutside of it seem unbearably cold, how their smile coaxed her tosmile in kind. It was very distracting. How was one to focus on theirwork when they were thinking of someone else? How did humans everexist together when her existence seemed so dependent on being nearthis one person? She almost wanted to leave entirely, if her work hadany hopes of surviving her ceaseless infatuations. But then the nightcame when Sole’s lips met hers, and she knew she could never leavethis person. Every inch of her face flushes and she buries it in herhands, fuming hot between her fingers as she babbles in French, likeher language processors had been crossed somehow. “Tu me rends fou!Tu ne peux pas m'embrasser comme ça!” She can do nothing but fumeand babble until Sole captures her again in a kiss that steals everyword from her mouth. She doesn’t mind it so much the second timearound. Maybe she doesn’t mind existing with them for awhile.
Hancock- Ashocking number of people would rather fuck a ghoul than kiss them.That had been Hanock’s experience, at least. He had been surprisedthe number of people still found something attractive in him after helost all his skin, but that could have just been his prior charmslipping in, as glowing as it had ever been. The funny thing was, thepeople that would fuck a ghoul weren’t always the same ones thatwould kiss one. It was ‘exotic’, something you had to try at leastonce to figure out if you cared to do it again. He’d never minded itall too much. At first, he’d sort of expected Sole to be the sameway. When they actually do lean in and kiss him, he feels a jolt likenothing he’d experienced before, except maybe the sparse raider witha cattle prod. His guts feel so tight from the simple display ofaffection he can hardly breathe at first, and when he does, itsconstricted in his throat by the lump he suddenly finds there. Hesinks his head against theirs with a soft, astonished laugh.
MacCready- A firstkiss was far from his mind. He was content to take them at whateverpace Sole was willing to set. At the end of the day, he’s just happyto have them at all. When Sole takes his chin, guides him away fromhis idle disassembling of his rifle and kisses him, he freezes, asthough his world will shatter if he moves. It takes a moment afterthey break the contact for his breath to come back to him. All he canreally do is give a stunned little laugh before he throws his armsaround their waist to pull them as close as possible, kissing themback tenfold. He wants to give back every ounce of love they givehim. He wants to pour every sweet word and touch he would never getto share again with Lucy, because he knows how temporary things likelove are in the Wastes. If either of them didn’t make it to tomorrow,lost to whatever was thrown at them, he wants nothing to be leftunsaid, and reciprocates their affection as if his life depends onit.
Piper- She’scontent enough at first to talk, learn everything there is to knowabout Sole, everything she can think of to tell them in turn. Herlife hasn’t exactly been as action packed as theirs, but more thananything, she loves to listen to them talk, map out the shape oftheir hands with her own, hear even the tiniest, inconsequentialdetails of their life. Kissing is sort of an afterthought that neverreally crosses her mind during these sorts of talks. She’s more thancontent to do just that- talk. She doesn’t notice Sole staring at heras she’s going on about one of Nat’s school stories, how she’d backtalked a teacher and Piper was too proud of her to punish her, whenSole kisses the corner of her mouth, stopping her dead. She stares upat them in silence, with only a soft, shaky laugh escaping her.“Blue… Y-Y'know, you, you uh-” As she’s about to launch into anervous tirade, unable to stop herself, they kiss her again, cuttingher off. She ought to be a little offended but her head is too fullof clouds to process the offense, and she wraps her arms around theirneck instead. She’ll have more to tell them later.
X6-88- His onlyreal reaction to the contact is to stare at them somewhere between ablank and confused expression. Sole always has sort of vexed him, theway they act in his presence, laugh at things he says, and once, theyeven touched his face, which he still had no explanation for. “Whatwas that?” They smile at him. “I don’t know, you just lookedkissable.” “Kissable.” As they’re about to explain the word, asthey often have to with him, they stop. “You’ve never… You don’tknow what kissing is, do you?” It had never really come up in allhis programmed knowledge. Then again, lots of things never came up.Anything that didn’t have to do with things he needed to know to huntand kill were of little importance to the Institute. So he shakes hishead. Their explanation is more… hands on than it usually is, oncethey grow frustrated trying to put words to something they say thereare no real words for. X6 would almost have to agree. Saying peopleput their lips together to show affection was different than feelingSole in his space, chest against his, skin on his. He feignsignorance for a few tries until Sole catches onto his ruse.
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