@hailsmary [GRACE] asked: 🥂 Press a kiss on the receiver's lips / cheek while a little tipsy. / for dubois if u want
Martin had never been much of a drinker . Not , comparatively , like Ilyukhina -- as low as that bar may have been — or even like his other astronautical associates in training . After all , his usual dose of drinking parties were low on average , and drinking alone was less than ideal ... not to even mention the dulling effects that alcohol had on the mind , and for such a sharp mind at that . But somehow now , even so , he couldn't hold any reservations when drinking with his colleagues . Everything felt so final . Real fun and pleasure was a currency like gold to each of them .
He still didn't drink much at this party , but he could recognize the intoxicating air nonetheless . It was enjoyable .
The kiss on his cheek was enjoyable .
When it happened , he took a long moment to turn to the other . The scientist had been fondly watching the Commander and Dr. Shapiro across the bar, so he was a little shocked to feel a kiss from lips that weren't hers . The shock , as inevident as it was , furthered when he recognized Dr. Grace — crooked glasses and all , glass in hand . Handsome . Tipsy , but handsome . ... Perhaps he was taking him up on his previous offers ?
" Dr. Grace , " Dubois replied , something between a question and an acknowledgment , eyebrows lifted rather subtly . Dark eyes watched the ocean ones for a moment , flitting between them — a consideration — before he took a deep inhale , and set his own drink down on the table next to him . He then removed his own glasses too , deftly hooking them on the collar of his button down , before placing a hand on Grace's arm to gently tug him closer . His other palm fell onto the other's shoulder , thumb brushing the edge of his neck , before offering him a kiss of his own -- far more direct , of course .
When he parted , it was only by inches . " There is really no need to be so shy . "