Eridan had spent most of the day writing in his journal about the things he would do to Sollux fucking Captor. Most of them were humiliating. Some of them were satisfying. Most of them just didn't add up to what he wanted out of it. Around ten he decided to wash his face and ask Karkat if there were any parties happening that night. He wanted to get fucked up. He knocked on his room door. "Kar!" No response. He narrowed his eyes and knocked harder. "Kar!" This time Karkat swung open the door with an aggravated look on his face, as per usual.
"What? What the fuck do you want?"
"I wanna wash my face an go out."
"Go wash it in the bathroom." He narrowed his eyes. "And I don't fucking go out."
"You don't? Who doesn't fuckin' go out? I don't even wanna really go out so much as I wanna get fucked up."
He gave a growling, exasperated sigh. "I don't have any fucking drugs. Go ask Sollux or Gamzee. They're into shit like that."
He scrunched his nose, his expression quickly souring into one of disgust. "I ain't askin' Gamz or Sol. They're both under my radar for acceptable compatriots in such wild endeavors."
"Then just go to fucking sleep and quit acting like a spoiled brat. I've got fucking programs to write." He slammed the door in Eridan's face.
He stood there for a few seconds, jaw agape, before walking to the other side and knocking hard. "Hey Sol, get your skinny fuckin' ass out here!"
He heard a thud and angry footsteps. After a few seconds, the door opened and Sollux was there, headphones around his neck and eyes narrowed from the lack of his glasses. "What in the ever-loving fuck do you want, ED?"
He shrugged. "Kar said you might be able to hook me with with somethin' that could fuck me up." He raised his eyebrows. "That true?"
He frowned. "Maybe." He crossed his arms over his chest. "What's in it for me?"
He rolled his eyes exaggeratedly. "I can fuckin' reimburse you or somethin' yeah?"
"You pay an extra $40 for anything you take."
"Fine. Whatever." He waved a hand in the air. "So what you got?"
He smirked. "We'll just have to see won't we?" He let Eridan into the room and then motioned for him to sit down. He reached into his mini-fridge and pulled out a bottle of honey liquor, waving it at him. "Tada!"
"Booze? That's it?"
"Best most illegal substance I'm willing to share. Trust me, you don't want my crazy pills." He chuckled.
"What? You got pills?" He smiled excitedly.
"Yeah and I'm not fucking sharing." He pulled a couple plastic cups out of a bag on top of the fridge and poured an ounce or two into them, then followed it up with some tea from the fridge. He handed one to Eridan. "There."
"What the fuck is this?" He smelled it.
"It's called Bee Tea and it's the best. Now Shut the fuck up and drink it."
"All right, all right." He took a drink. "Ugh, this is fuckin' weak, Sol!"
"You're seventeen, what do you care?"
"I wanna get fucked up, Sol! I need something fuckin' strong!"
He rolled his eyes. "Just down it already."
"Fine." He chugged it and then sat in silence, watching as Sollux drank his slowly as he poured himself another drink with more liquor than tea. It was almost relaxing with the way he stared at his computer screen and he was enamored by the way he licked his lips each time he took a sip of his sickly sweet drink. His split tongue peeked out past his lips, getting the last few drops left after each drink.
"So why'd you do it?" He took a long drink of the tea..
Sollux looked over from his laptop. "Do what? Give you booze? I'm still not sure about that." He frowned.
"No, split your tongue."
"Oh that." He shrugged. "I used to have it pierced twice so I decided to split it. I guess I just thought it looked cool." He looked back at his screen. "Why?"
"I dunno." He could feel the alcohol coursing through his system. "Just seems like a pretty big thing to do just cause it looks cool."
"Yeah well how is it any different from those stupid gauges you have?"
"I'll have you know that these are only sixes!"
Sollux rolled his eyes with a smirk. "You're such a little hipster shit, fuck. Makes me want to just punch you in the face."
"Hey watch the face! It's my best feature. Apart from maybe my ass. I got a great fuckin' ass."
He frowned. "I don't know about that, ED."
"No, really. I do." He stood up and turned around. He lifted up the back of his shirt a little. "See? I got a perfectly sculpted ass."
Sollux smirked. "It's hard to tell with all that fabric on it." He swiveled in his chair.
"Oh you don't believe me then?"
"Nope."
"Then just give it a nice, firm squeeze. That'll show you!" He backed up closer to him. "Just fuckin' touch it Sol, you know you want to." He winked at him.
"Jesus fuck, ED, you are such a pathetic little fuck aren't you?"
"No, I'm an awesome fucker with a great fuckin' ass, now touch it." He bit his lip and whimpered in his throat.
Sollux threw his head back and laughed. "Did you just do that? Did you just fucking whimper over me touching your fucking ass?"
Eridan bit his lip. His inhibitions had been lowered enough to just scoot closer. "Just fuckin' touch it already!"
Sollux rolled his eyes. "If it'll get you to just shut up, then fine." He reached up a hand and put it on his ass. "Wow, shit, you do have a great ass, ED!"
"Fuckin' told you, Sol!" He shifted from one foot to the other, trying to keep his balance.
Sollux goosed him and laughed again. "Well, ED, you do have a sweet ass."
Eridan shuddered a little at the squeeze and turned around. "I never said for you to fuckin' goose me, Sol!"
He smirked. "Well you were waving your fucking ass in my face what else was I supposed to do?" He reached up and grabbed Eridan's hips, resting his fingers on his ass again and squeezing.
"Hey! I just said one squeeze." He put his hands on Sollux's shoulders. "Why the fuck are you even doin' this? You fuckin' hate me."
He licked his lips. "Well I do fucking hate you, but you're still hot."
"I could say the same a you, Sol." He edged forward a little, straddling Sollux's lap. "I think you'd look even hotter blond, though."
He pulled Eridan down to sit. "Oh really?"
"Yeah. It'd make you look less like a washed out basement dweller." He pulled himself closer to Sollux, searching his face.
He tilted his head to the side and snarled a little. "I'm not a fucking basement dweller."
"You sure fuckin' look like one." He tilted his head and leaned down.
"Well fuck you I've got a social life." He furrowed his brow and stuck out his tongue, wiggling either side of it.
"Are you tryin' to get me to suck on your tongue or what?"
He smirked and licked his lips. "I dunno, ED. Maybe I'll just bite you instead." He smiled broadly, showing off his glinting metal and sharp teeth.
"Oh you're gonna bite me now?" He smirked right back and quirked his eyebrows as insipidly as he could with his level of intoxication.
He leaned forward and put his mouth against Eridan's neck, whispering. "I know you liked it last time."
He sighed through his nose and shuddered a little with Sollux's lips against his neck. "I did no such thing as likin' your fuckin' teeth scrapin' against my neck, Sol."
He smiled and nipped at his neck, pinching him with his teeth harder than was entirely necessary, but the little groan that Eridan let out was entirely worth it. "Liar liar." Eridan squirmed in Sollux's lap, trying to adjust himself into a more comfortable position. Once he'd found one he leaned down and bit his ear. "Fucking! What was that even for, you dick stain!"
"For bitin' my neck." He scraped his teeth against the lobe. "Got a problem?" He chuckled.
"Uh, yeah I've got a problem you just bit my fucking ear! Twice!"
"Well you bit my fuckin' neck so I'd say we're even." He moved from his earlobe down to his neck, forcing Sollux so that his head was resting against his shoulder. Eridan gave the slim neck an experimental kiss and began to nip and suck at it sloppily. He never had been able to hold his liquor.
Sollux bit his lip and groaned. "Shit, ED, that actually feels..." Eridan raised his shoulder to knock him in the jaw. He didn't want talking.
They could talk later.
With what he wanted, words would just get in the way.