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I did some digging of my own and found out the Orchid made a stop on Thetis Prime before coming here, and Thetis Prime has just made some 'incredible archaeological discoveries'. It could be nothing, but it's just an hour ride by transport away.

Doctor Urvidian just got back to work from his little forced three month vacation so he doesn't want to leave the med bay, and Jane just said 'I'm not going to prison' when I told her where we were going. So that leaves you.

[And obviously Levi can't leave the station, though Akmazian ranks slightly higher than Levi on 'people already in the know who Ryan would be okay being stuck with for 48 hours'.]

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Yes, yes-!

[Ryan kisses back eagerly, though his aim is a bit off until he has to drop his head down to rest his forehead against Akmazian's shoulder. He bucks against Akmazian's hand, too shameless to be particularly quiet. He doesn't last particularly long either, being on edge for most of the day and all. Trembling, nails digging in to the skin of Akmazian's shoulder where it's sort of migrated to, gasping murmured encouragements.]

[ he'll coax him along until he's finished, but even with the recent heat between them sated? the way ryan was actively calling out like that, the eager way he kissed - if he hadn't been completely spent, it would have had him stirring again almost immediately. holy shit. just when you think a guy can't possibly get any hotter...

the guilt is already settling in by the time he's pulling ryan's forehead up from his shoulder to kiss him softly, sweetly. it's a gesture full of tenderness and fondness and absolute warmth, before he separates from him and moves to the sink in the bathroom behind them. he's shaking a little with adrenaline, but there's precious little to be done about that right now; really, he just has to worry about salvaging the... whatever this is with ryan. ]

[Ryan just melts at the kiss, metaphorically speaking. He returns it at best he can, tired and sated himself, and even if he realized at the open affection and fondness he stared at Akmazian with he probably wouldn't have been able to stop himself.

Guilt is the last thing on his mind right now. Maybe he is still grieving the loss of his father a bit, not that he'd ever admit it, but if they both want this then why not go for it? Life's just too short to not try, isn't it? A quieter version of Jane's full-blown mid-life-crisis.

He regards his pants. Well, those are already messy, he'll need to have them washed. So he wipes his hands off on them and just shoves them off his hips entirely along with his boxers before leaning against the bathroom doorway to call out to Akmazian. His voice is a little horse now.]

Washcloth?

[All Ryan wants is to clean up enough then go to bed.]

Mmhmm.

[ they shouldn't because it's dangerous to form attachments like this when they're both being targeted. they shouldn't because ryan really is a good guy, and maybe akmazian hasn't destroyed any stars, but his hands haven't exactly been squeaky clean these past few years, either.

how can life simultaneously be shitty and great sometimes.

he cleans up before he returns to ryan with a warm, wet washcloth, before taking the other man's hand and gently wiping it clean for him. ]

[Ryan let's him, entertained and endeared by the action of Akmazian cleaning him up. Ryan feels like he could fall asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow but he has to lean in to kiss the curve of Akmazian's jaw one more time before he moves again. Then he's turning his hands to lightly take Akmazian's.]

Good enough. Let's get some sleep.

[ he seems a little surprised when ryan takes his hand, as if that were one possibility he wasn't accounting for. he nods, squeezing his hand in return, a half-smile on his face as he heads back to the bed. ]

Yeah. And, uh- thanks, doc.

[ even if it was a huge mistake. he's having trouble regretting it yet. ]

[Ryan doesn't get the slight flash of embarrassment then,]

Well, ah, it's good to know I'm not terrible. Or that you're too nice to say something.

[He's joking, really. Mostly. Ryan slides under the covers again, much less awkward this time. Relaxed, sated, too tired to care about much beyond those things.

Sure they have shit to do later, potentially dangerous shit at that, but right now... things are pretty good.

Really, Ryan's half asleep within moments, and that's only not fully because he struggles to hold on to wakefulness long enough to shift close to Akmazian when he gets in bed too. After that? Out like a light.]

[ he doesn't know why he's so weirdly touched when ryan shifts closer to him, but he definitely is. sleepily, he lifts one hand to card gently through the other man's hair, nails blunt against his scalp and that same, pleased half-smile on his face.

akmazian is good to lie like that for a while, sleepily watching the other man's face and crossing his fingers that things won't be too weird in the light of morning for them. his hand drops to sort of smooth against ryan's waist through the sheets, before he's eventually out himself. ]

[In the morning? Maybe, maybe not. When they eventually have a conversation about this? Definitely.

Right now Ryan's kind of planning on leaving that for the trip back, though. When they're safe and sound and don't have anything else pressing to think about. Right now just enjoying the moment seems like the right course of action.

Ryan is a cuddler, on that note. He's pretty well snuggled up with Akmazian by the time the alarm goes off, set to early enough that they can check out the ruins before they open.

Really, Ryan would love to sleep longer, but they did put it off to today and only have another night before needing to head back to Eos 10 the day after that, and two other sites to potentially check. So it's with very great reluctance that Ryan wakes, blindly reaching out to hit the snooze button even if he's dragging himself out of bed.]

Mmh -

[ he'd woken up a few times in the night - as he tended to do, just in general - a little surprised every time he continued to find ryan there, cuddled up against him. he's got no problems with that, of course, and takes a few moments to feel a little warmth and smugness before snuggling down and dozing back off.

when the alarm starts to go off, though, and ryan starts to get out of bed, he'll just whine softly, resisting. it's so early, and while he'll manage - he'll get up, they've got work to do - he doesn't have to pretend to love it. ]

Five more minutes, mom.

Do I want to ask about your relationship with your mother?

[Ryan runs his hand through his hair. He never rinsed off after that jog, and if Akmazian is still going to stay in bed for another five minutes...]

I'm going to hog the bathroom first, then. Don't sleep in too late, the alarm's only on snooze.

[He can take a quick two minute cold shower to wake up and get all the morning shit done with before Akmazian needs to small space.]

Mm, no. Probably not.

[ but he's groaning less about waking up and more about ryan leaving, which is where the physical resistance came from at all. he rolls out of bed with a whine when the bathroom door shuts, stretching and stumbling over to his bag.

he's got about thirty seconds to decide whether or not he's going to crash ryan's cold shower. it's not an easy choice here. ]

[If Ryan knew crashing was an option he'd probably try to either shower with warmer water or... or make it more attractive somehow?

He's mostly just looking to rinse off, to get the blood flowing, to try to visualize what the artifact on the Orchid looked like as clearly as possible - any markings they can match, that kind of thing.

Of course, his mind keeps drifting back to Akmazian's face, how good he looked relaxed with sleep and the sounds get made last night when Ryan took him in his hand like that.

'Hey last night was fun, want to go for round two later?' no, What I was trying to say before I got sidetracked was that I want to try to have a relationship with you if you're willing,' no, 'So I kinda had a fling with a guy when I was on shore leave and I spent a lot of time thinking about you when he had his hands on me and I realized I kinda got it bad for you,' NO...

Ugh. Ryan lets his head thud against the wall. This shouldn't be this complicated.]

[ meanwhile, akmazian is trying to tell himself that he needs to back off, to give them both space, to put this on hold until things have calmed down. if they calm down. the big problem here is that he's never been great with the whole 'delayed gratification' thing when it comes to himself. hell - he'd been fond enough of ryan right off the bat to sneak back onto eos 10 to warn him about levi, of all goddamn people.

he puffs his cheeks out, an expression of sleepy frustration with himself, before he gives up and drops his bag. nope. shower is way more appealing.

- or, well, it definitely is until he actually slips into the stream behind ryan and yelps, startled by the temperature. ]

Are you a penguin?

[ sputtered in alarm. ]

[Shower being on and Ryan preoccupied with his own quandaries and all, he doesn't realize Akmazian's snuck in until he yelps.

He absolutely would have had warmer water if he anticipated this being a sexy kind of shower.

Ryan twists the knob for the shower apologetically, quickly turning off the spray because that's easier than finding the right setting for warm that won't boil them both alive.]

Multiple studies have shown that cold showers are actually beneficial to your health and they wake me up in the morning also I didn't realize you'd be joining me.

[ okay, he's already freezing, just from that - he'd stepped right into that jet of cold water. fuuuuck. but at least all of the residual sleepiness had been shocked right out of him, and he gives ryan an uncharacteristically owlish look.

finally, he manages: ]

I don't trust those studies.

[ HUFFED. and then he just stares expectantly at ryan, as if waiting for him to turn the water back on. ]

Anyway, I thought we might conserve water. Do our best to keep the environment safe and all that.

[Ryan can't possibly stay offended to that face. Not when he wants to kiss it so bad.

Well, okay, he totally still could because Ryan is a goddamn master at self denial in most cases, but he doesn't really have a pressing reason right now. So, clearly trying not to laugh, he gets the shower going again. Warmer this time.]

Oh, is that what we're doing? Here I thought you just wanted to see me wet and naked, now I'm disappointed.

[ akmazian rolls his eyes as aggressively as he can manage, before he reaches forward to grab at ryan. for a moment, it looks like he's going in for an embrace - but he doesn't quite make it that far. instead, he's just playfully attempting to deposit ryan away from the spray of warmer water so that he can hog all of it to himself. ]

Mmhh. That too.

[W O W okay then see if Ryan ever mistakes you for romantic again buster.]

No it's fine you don't have to spare my feelings.

[He even manages to keep a straight face when he says that. You want water? Fine then, Ryan manages to angle his hands to get some of the spray that gets past Akmazian to bounce back into his face.]

[ shut UP he's plenty romantic... when he wants to be ...

which definitely isn't right now, when he's sputtering again and swatting at his face, trying to keep the spray out of his eyes. ]

Oh, come on, now you're just being childish.

[ as if he isn't. and he will up the ante by trying to nudge ryan back up against the wall, to shield him from the water entirely. ]

[Ryan laughs as he's backed against the wall, though this means he needs to hold on to Akmazian's shoulders to keep himself steady.]

I'm being childish, sure - and you're what, twelve?

Dunno. Thirteen or fourteen, at least.

[ but his shoulders are shaking with laughter again. he hates how easy this is, how natural it feels to fall into a situation like this, and he leans down to kiss ryan soundly. ]

[Ryan kisses back, and it's no less a wonder to him. How comfortable it is to be with Akmazian like this, like they've been doing it for years instead of a few hours. He expected something to be jarring, if only because Akmazian's only the second man that Ryan feels necessary to count. It should give him pause to have to lean up to kiss rather than down, to feel the stubble of another face against his own, if only because like it or not all sentient species end up being creatures of habit.

It just feels good, though. Ryan didn't consider himself a romantic, but it does kind of fuel this idea he has that they could make something work, that it's the right decision.]

Mmm. Hey, we do have an elsewhere to be. If we make good time and don't find anything we could probably make it back in time for breakfast.

Yeah, yeah. [ akmazian grumbles it out huskily, reluctantly, one hand already up to hold the side of ryan's face. as if he needs to gently guide it, to keep it in place, even if in reality it's just an excuse to touch him. he will never get sick of the feeling of the other man's skin beneath his fingertips.

he steals one final kiss, before backing up and rinsing his own hair. ]

Let's get to work.

[Reluctance to leave the shower or not, Ryan does manage it after that final (for now) kiss. He's an aggressively efficient morning person when he needs to be, and in no time at all Ryan is dressed and ready for shenangins.

The pants he's wearing now aren't quite as clingy as the others, not that it ultimately matters much with an ass like his.]

Okay, map says it should only be a thirty minutes or so walk out taking the main path. It looks like there are some ways around back if the map is accurate, but obviously they aren't exactly marked. We'll have to see if we get closer.

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