Title: Sweet Nothings (Challenge: Meetings)
Word Count: 100
"Marco, the shuttle is leaving soon."
"I'll make it fast, promise."
Ax's tail shrinks into his spine, his stalk eyes retract. Moments later, he sways slightly on two legs. Marco places a hand on his shoulder and his body immediately steadies. The other hand slides along his cheek. Ax has enough time to wonder what this means before Marco kisses him. The taste of his friend, a flavor that is his alone, unnamable.
"Why?" is all Ax can manage when they part. Marco presses their foreheads together, breathes deeply, once.
"How else am I going to say goodbye to you?"