3 kisses of Ben Solo during his time at Luke's academy, barely finished in time for @kyloevents day 2
With Hennix, it was out of curiosity. For both of them, really, but Ben thought Hennix’s was stronger than his own. He’d always been like that, trying to solve puzzles and understand how the Force worked. The human body, too, it turned out was of interest to him, another foreign thing he’d wanted to know the mechanics of. Kissing had been… creative. Their mouths weren’t really compatible, but Ben would’ve been lying if he’d said he wasn’t curious. Parting the tentacles had yielded a beak, something that didn’t mesh well with soft, fleshy, comparatively fragile lips. The kiss had been quick, just a brief peck against the beak, and both had walked away from it mildly disappointed but at least with curiosity sated and no harm to the friendship done.
With Voe, it was for a game. A game of ‘spin the lightsaber’ had broken out and while Ben had always been shy about such things, he’d found himself a part of it. He still wasn’t sure why he’d joined in, maybe because he’d been secretly hoping to get paired with someone else (a name he wasn’t brave enough to think yet, too nervous to manifest either outcome), but he had. And when it had landed on him, his heart had been in his throat, until it had then landed on Voe, who’d made a face. The kiss was over as quickly as they could manage, the kind of obligatory kiss one gave an unwanted and eccentric aunt. If they hadn’t been sure before, that was enough for both of them to confirm that they really weren’t into the opposite gender.
With Tai, it was because he’d wanted to, consequences be damned. Jedi weren’t supposed to love, not in any sense of the term. Luke had hammered on and on about attachments and how they would lead them astray. But how could the beautiful, warm, sparkly thing he felt when he looked at Tai be bad? How could love, the thing that had arguably saved the galaxy, according to Luke’s and his parents’ stories, be the thing that would destroy them? Ben couldn’t believe it. He simply couldn’t. And when he’d finally had enough, when he’d finally taken the risk and told Tai how he felt, it seemed Tai had agreed. If anything, that had only reassured Ben’s beliefs, because once his lips had pressed against Tai’s, it didn’t feel like being led astray at all; it felt like things as they were always meant to be finally slotting into place.
