Lev can do that!

He can also very cautiously kiss Sasha's cheek.

He kisses Lev's cheek and lets his fingertips run over Lev's back. His hair is very soft; he makes more happy noises when Lev touches it. 

(It's soft and warm and sweet and — he doesn't know Lev hardly at all, Lev knows his favorite lines from his favorite poem and almost nothing else about him, it's — he can't really feel safe yet. But it's soft and warm and sweet.) 

He makes soft little hissy noises at being touched. His other hand moves hesitantly down to Sasha's back. 

"You're beautiful."

That's a good place for Lev's hand to be. Sasha shifts closer to Lev, curls around him just a little. "Mmm. Thank you. — although hopefully I'll gain some weight now that I'm here." 

That's good, Lev will keep touching his back. 

"That is-- actually not the most worrying sentence I've heard today, my soulmate said that he 'hardly ever' had to jail people for disagreeing with him, but if it were a less weird day it would definitely be the most worrying sentence I've heard today."

"…I'm a little confused how he's here, then, but alright. I did mention the tragic backstory?" 

"You mentioned that it existed but not its contents. Not that you have to mention its contents. I'm not mentioning my tragic backstory's contents."

He presses into Lev a little more. "I probably can't avoid mentioning the contents forever, it kind of ended earlier today. But it's a tragic backstory thing and it's over now." 

"That's good." Lev strokes circles on Sasha's back. "If my soulmate is telling the truth, probably he's in the Good Place because improving your country from a low-income country to a medium-income country and saving lots of babies from dying of malaria and stuff outweighs jailing your political opponents and rigging the elections."

"…I guess that tracks." He keeps touching Lev's back, puts one hand in Lev's hair. "You're really nice to cuddle with." 

"So are you! I haven't gotten cuddled much since my last boyfriend and I broke up."

Lev is getting so very very cuddled. Sasha pets his hair experimentally. "Me either." It's an accurate statement. 

Lev makes a happy noise when his hair is petted. 

"My last boyfriend broke up with me for being a workaholic which is-- not a thing you have to worry about here. See?" He opens his mouth. His lips are moving but the only sound that comes out is inoffensively pleasant classical music.

"Oh no," but Sasha's laughing. He keeps petting Lev's hair. 

"I can't talk about any social science! Apparently they want me to 'rest' and 'not work.'"

"If they stopped me from talking about art that'd be horrible, I'm sorry." 

A kiss on Lev's shoulder. Does Lev like when Sasha uses fingernails? 

He makes a bitten-off noise when Sasha uses fingernails. 

"Well, it's not that bad, I have a mystery note from future me to think about instead."

He keeps scratching Lev, then, on his scalp and on the back of his neck and on his back through his shirt. "You do! I'm a little mystified that you told yourself the last two lines of my favorite poem but not literally anything else." 

"Well, I'm"-- gasp-- "in Heaven"-- moan-- "probably there aren't that many"-- sigh-- "problems for me"-- hiss-- "to solve."

Those are excellent noises. Sasha tries varying the pressure, turns his head to kiss Lev's cheek. "You aren't wrong." 

He likes being hurt a lot! The more pressure, the better, from Lev's point of view. It makes it difficult for him to hold a conversation. 

Sasha might notice that Lev's hard against his thigh. 

...he sure does notice that. 

It makes him more than a little bit nervous, but — Lev hasn't touched him in any way he didn't want, when he froze Lev apologized. He keeps scratching Lev but stops kissing his shoulder. 

Lev doesn't react to this decision in any particular way! 

He kisses Sasha's cheeks and his nose and his eyes and his jaw and his neck.

Cheeks and nose and eyes are fine, jaw is mostly fine, but when Lev gets to his neck he stops. 

"— actually can we not," a little bit too quickly. 

"--Oh, sure, sorry. Should have asked." Lev kisses Sasha's forehead and is scrupulous about only kissing his face in the future.