Eridan was never fond of waiting. Even though he could probably work on his homework or organize his closet or any of a number of perfectly constructive uses of his time, the fact he was waiting itched at him like spiders under his skin. Still, what could he do? Dying one's hair takes time.
The things one does for beauty.
He shrugged on a jacket, something to cover his bare shoulders, as he sat at his computer and decided to kill time by idle chitchat.
hey kan howws it goin
I Believe You May Be In Need Of A Little Chat About Discretion
Eridan rolled his eyes. Good old Kanaya...
wwhat did i do now
According To Karkat Youve Been Essentially Advertising Your Affair With Your Suitemate
Which By The Way I Begrudgingly Bestow Kudos Upon You For
hey wwait a sec
okay first a all i wwas a proper gent i wwaited an i conducted myself wwith all appropriate propriety
by wwhich i mean he got off too an didnt seem too upset about it all though maybe a little gobsmacked but satisfied all the same
second a all kar an me wwe are tight like that plus you an i both knoww howw hilarious he gets wwhen you tell him shit like that
faces aint supposed to turn those colors
That Is Not The Issue Here
This Isnt About Giving Karkat A Metaphorical Aneurysm For Your Wicked Delight
really cause i seem to remember once or twwice you titterin wwhen you got a good piece an he reacted samewwise
This Is About Outing Someone That You Wish To Have Multiple Intimate Encounters With
i guess you got a point there though i just figured kar wwould knoww to keep it betwween those that already knoww namely you an me an maybe sol
though noww as i think on it maybe sol dont need to knoww you guys are in on the secret i mean im sure he got his owwn gossip creww to yammer to right
You Cant Assume These Things Eridan
Its Impolite And Presumptuous And Frankly Rather Insulting To Sollux That You Would Out Him To His Friend Like That
You Could Have Easily Waited For Me To Brag Your Conquest To And It Confounds Me As To Why You Couldnt Just Have Some Patience
wwhoa wwhoa now hold on a fuckin moment kan
i get wwhat youre sayin but all i told kar wwas i got laid an he figured out the rest
all i did after that was fuckin confirm okay
That Isnt What Karkat Said
He Gave Details
okay so i bragged after i confirmed but hes the one wwho managed to divvine the identity a my mystery lay
he wwas the one wwho insisted on tryin to find out
i wwas perfectly happy to let the matter lay but he kept on guessin
Well Then I Must Say That Either Karkat Is Very Astute Or Sollux Is Less Subtle In His Desires Than I Was Led To Believe
kar aint dumb kan frankly im insulted on his behalf youd insinuate such a thing
but fine fine i wwont do any more confirmin an ill keep this hush hush although honestly if i wwas fuckin me id fuckin advvertise that shit/i
If You Were Fucking You Im Faintly Positive That You Would Never Leave Your Room Again
Never Again Would Your Red Violet Text Grace My Screen Or Your Harlequin Fanfiction Update
Many A Tear Would Be Shed At The Loss
touché
i mean that wwould be unfair a the twwo a me to go doin to a pal like that
but you made your point i wwont go blabbin about anythin anymore
Good To See Youve Taken Something From My Solicitations
though noww as i think on it are you sure you aint just sore i didnt tell you first because i wwas goin to tell you too but you sleep in late on sundays an then i got busy doin other shit
so sorry for leavvin you out a the loop there
I Assumed I Would Hear About It In Due Time
I Do Hope Karkat Had The Common Sense That I Was The Only Person He Complained Of This Situation To
I Worry For Solluxs Sake
fair enough
but kar got sense in him
im sure he only told you on account a you tippin him off to the wwhole ordeal i mean thats wwhy he wwas askin in the first place aint it
I Deny Any Involvement
Eridan couldn't help but snort; Kanaya's response had come entirely too quickly.
sure
wwhatevver
kar all a sudden out a the blue texts me makin sure i aint done anythin yet an the next day he asks me wwhat i wwas up to the night prior
no invvolvvement indeed
I May Been Looking Out For Your Sake On That One
right
you may be a wwell intentioned meddler but youre a meddler all the same
You Have Impulse Control Issues I Was Merely Trying To Assist Is All
yeah i got it
Eridan glanced at the clock. Oh thank god, he could rinse now.
hey look i got to go
i been dyin my hair an its time for the rinse
Oh I Look Forward To Seeing It
tell you wwhat howw about tomorroww you an me grab dinner an wwe can catch up on wwhats goin on wwith you
That Sounds Lovely I Accept
Eridan answered with a swweet take it easy an see you then before signing off and shrugging off the jacket. He adjusted his computer's volume and turned on some music. He stretched his arms over his head as he stood and walked to the bathroom; Sollux was probably in class or something, and with no audience, he felt no shame in singing along as he bent over the sink and rinsed purple dye from his hair.
"Yo, I tell you what I want, what I really really want..."
Sollux had unscrewed the left muff of his headphones, checking the interior for any issues that might have made the sound stop coming out of that speaker. Most days he'd been able to sit in his room without issue with his headphones on, but today as he was fixing them, he had no source to block out the obnoxious music Eridan had been playing off and on all afternoon.
Was he actually playing the fucking Spice Girls of all things?
The music that had been mildly annoying at first suddenly got louder as the sink ran. He placed his dismantled headphones down and went over to the bathroom door, opening it with a complaint on his lips that shriveled up at the sight before him.
Eridan, glasses off and eyes closed, was dancing in only a pair of slim black jeans as he toweled his hair out. His angled hips swiveled in perfect time, and his shoulder-blades flared and shifted under the skin of his back as he worked the towel over himself. Muffled, accented lyrics came from beneath the damp and purple-streaked towel, as Eridan's surprisingly graceful legs swept and stepped to the music.
"Well this is a thing that I really should've seen coming." deadpanned Sollux as he stood dumbly in the doorway, "Has anyone ever told you you dance like a stripper?"
Eridan turned and pulled the towel aside, squinting a little. "Why, you fixin' to slip me a tip?" he asked, smug as ever as he gyrated his way over.
Sollux held a hand up and poked Eridan's forehead, trying to appear indifferent, but also making note of the purple patch where was once blond, "Yeah, here's a tip. Turn your damn music down, or at least put something good on."
Eridan shrugged and wrapped the towel around his head and strode to his room, a swish in his hips; might as well give Sollux something to look at, right? He called back, "You stickin' around for a show?"
Sollux peered over the top of his glasses at Eridan's slim, freckled back for a moment before following him. He replied, as he leaned against Eridan's doorjamb, "Why? You got more best of the worst of 1998 to throw at me?"
"Depends on your answer. If you're after a show, I'm apt to give you one you'd not soon forget; but otherwise I'll just play whatever the fuck tickles my fancy." Eridan looked over his shoulder at Sollux, a wicked grin forming. "Be fair, you only seen a tiny bit a what I can do. Nobody'd blame you if you said you was wantin' more."
A knot formed in Sollux's chest, causing his heart to pound faster at the implication of "more".
Sollux looked around Eridan's room; he'd never really gotten a good look around, but the awkward pause between the question and answer was the best time in Sollux's mind to check it out. It was the opposite mirrored set-up of Sollux's room; his bed in the right corner instead of the left, his desk across from the door which was on the opposite side.
His dresser seemed to be arranged in such a way that he could fit a couch in here as well. The walls were the same plain gray as his own, but there the similarities ended. Eridan's walls were graced with framed posters from obscure bands.
Who even pays to get a fucking poster framed? Thought Sollux.
His bed linens and décor items were all very expensive-looking and brightly-colored, not to mention relatively neat. Three scarves, each apparently having been selected to match the new purple patch in Eridan's hair, were draped across his bed along with two shirts, one slate gray turtleneck and one pressed white button-down.
Sollux's eyes swept over Eridan's modest bookshelf, across a selection of framed photographs gracing the top; Flower, flower, black-and-white beer bottle, what the fuck? FF looking cute, obligatory tranquil pond… and back down, along Eridan's desk, to the man himself, the source of all his discomfort, that sexy schmuck he simultaneously wanted nothing to do with and everything to be done by.
Eridan left the music off, spinning his chair to face him, amused as he watched the conflict cross Sollux's face.
Sollux sighed quickly, rubbing at the bridge of his nose, "We need some fucking boundaries."
Uh oh. That's not usually a statement that leads into sexy time. Eridan's expression sank a little, but hey, fair's fair, a guy needs some structure? Only a fucking moron doesn't give that to a guy he means to keep getting his hands on. "Okay, fair 'nuff. What've you got in mind?"
Sollux shifted against the doorframe, trying and failing to not stare at Eridan's chest, "Well, obviously no telling anyone."
Eridan shifted uncomfortably. "Okay, I can manage that. You won't find me tellin' a soul, unless I get your go-ahead." He paused, clearing his throat, hoping to word this genuinely while saving face, "Though, if by some chance, somebody happens to guess, I ain't about to go lyin' to my closest. That said, you'll have my total discretion from here on out. That fair?"
"No! You can't tell anyone!" Sollux's expression got rather intense before he took a deep breath, "Nobody knows I'm, you know... into this kind of thing." He looked as heart-achingly conflicted as he felt, gnawing his lower lip, frustrated gaze towards the ground, and his cheeks flushed.
Shit, a closet case. Eridan's chest was tight with guilt as he stood and wheeled his chair over, "Yeah. Yeah, okay, just set yourself down an' breathe. Not one word is crossin' my lips on this topic, an' nobody's goin' to find out if I got say in it."
For a brief moment, he remembered his own self-discovery some years earlier.
Sollux visibly seemed to relax, though he still felt tentative, "You mean it? No blackmail or fucking head-games?"
"Wow you got a fuckin' low opinion a me, don't you?" He patted Sollux on the shoulder, "You ain't the only one who seen a couple new an' confusin' revelations in his days." He brushed past him into the bathroom, untangling the towel from his head and putting his glasses back on. "I won't tell a soul from this moment on-you got my fuckin' word on that-but maybe iyou/i ought to. If it wasn't for Fef an' the others, fuck, I can't say where I'd be now."
Without looking up, Sollux quietly answered, "I guess." His lisp was a bit more prominent in that reply, making it all the more adorable.
Eridan put his arm gently around Sollux, guiding him down to sit, his voice soft and understanding; "Here, sit down." Sollux huddled up in the chair, hugging his legs with his knees tucked under his chin.
Eridan sat down on the floor, looking up at Sollux, his new purple streak prominent in the damp, uncoiffed locks that drooped into Eridan's eyes. "Anythin' else you want to lay down, in regards to ground rules? I got no mind to go lettin' it be said I can't keep a playmate happy."
Sollux inhaled slowly, looking towards the bathroom, "If we ever want to do anything, we should have some sort of knock or something on that door."
Eridan's lip twitched as a smirk fought to come forth; so he WAS still game. Awesome.
"No problem. How about this: neither a us is all that interested in gettin' locked out a both bein' able t'use the toilet iand/i the possibility a gettin' laid, so maybe we ought to keep our doors unlocked. When either a us wants the bathroom we knock on our own bathroom door; an' if it's all clear, we can knock on each other's doors when we want to get a piece or whatever. How's that for fair, eh?"
Sollux nodded with a slight grin, "All right, that works. That'll fix the damn door locking problem too; I had to wait until like five the other day to shower from the last time!"
Eridan cleared his throat, "Yeah, sorry about that, though it ain't like you haven't done the same to me time an' again. Okay, anythin' else you need for comfort's sake?"
Sollux then looked him in the eye, "Look, just so you know, I'm not gay or anything."
"Me neither," Eridan shrugged. "Nothin' wrong with likin' both, anyway."
"Really?" He leaned back and cocked his head at Eridan, as though giving him a lookover for the first time. Truth told, he had actually forgotten Eridan was into women as well as men.
"How could there be? World's full a hot pieces a ass walkin' around, likin' both kinds only opens up more options, don't it?" Eridan gave Sollux a smoky look as he stood up, "Besides, ain't you enjoyed what we done? You want more, I just know it."
Sollux sort of chuckled, tilting his head to the side, slowly unfolding himself and standing to face Eridan, "Wouldn't exactly mind it. Sounds kind of fun." He tilted his head slightly with a smirk across his own lips.
Eridan licked his lips, a wicked grin blooming, "You know, for the life a me, I can't think of one single reason not to start workin' on that now. How 'bout you?"
He shook his head, breath shuddering against Eridan's mouth as he leaned in for a close-mouthed rub of their lips together.
Eridan hooked his fingers into Sollux's pockets, pulling him close. He moved his hands, placing one at the small of Sollux's back, the other squarely on his rear, and nipped at Sollux's lips.
Unsure of what to do with his arms, Sollux stood awkwardly before sliding his twitching fingers into Eridan's hair; smoothing out some of his jitters. He gripped the back of Eridan's head, one of his gnaw-jagged thumbnails grazing Eridan's ear in a mildly distracting manner. A throaty little sound came out of him as he began to kiss back as best as he could.
Eridan purred back, mashing his lips against Sollux's, tilting his head and cupping his chin with one hand.
Sollux relished the touch for a moment before pushing Eridan up against his bathroom door. Their chests pressed together as Sollux began laying rough, close-mouthed kisses on those lips with a low groan. Damn, he could really get used to this...
Eridan appreciated the initiative, but he pushed back, kissing him, his lips wet and open, a growl of his own building. His chest and back were still slightly damp from rinsing his hair.
Eridan smelled of something reminiscent of a bonfire at the beach, hot and smoky and saltwater all at the same time. Sollux couldn't get enough of that scent, resting his hands on Eridan's shoulders and sucking gracelessly on his lower lip. The wet, sucking sound was quite apparent to the both of them.
Eridan winced, pulling away slightly, pushing Sollux from him just enough to get a word in, "Fuck, Sol, you get an A for enthusiasm, but you need work, man."
Half of Sollux's face scrunched up in an annoyed frown, "Fuck you."
"Hush your face. You want some practical lessons? Or don't you like the way I kiss?"
He rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses before resting his elbows on the door behind Eridan, noses nearly touching, "Fine, whatever." So long as he could still get Eridan's touch and scent and lips, he would be willing to listen and obey.
Eridan grinned, pulling Sollux's chin closer, "First, you kiss your grandmam with your lips closed. Me? You kiss me with 'em open. Got that?" He demonstrated, his lips slightly parted, pressed to Sollux's.
Sollux was a second away from talking back when those soft, soft lips were... mmmm... Sollux's eyes drifted shut at such a tender kiss, squirming only because a shiver of pleasure went right through his spine and down his legs.
Eridan gently tilted Sollux's head with one hand, finding a comfortable angle for both of them. He wrapped his other arm back around his waist, as he kissed and lightly sucked on Sollux's lower lip, tugging oh-so-gently and releasing it. "What I did just there? That's lesson two."
"Mmmm might need another demonstration, might forget." Sollux smirked, trying to keep his voice even and not completely like he was losing it. For the most part he succeeded, though his palms and fingers pressed harder against the door.
Eridan obliged, taking Sollux's lower lip between his own and sucking on it, this time adding a little nip of his teeth. His hand shifted to comfortably sit on the crest of Sollux's hip.
Sollux made the effort to not press his hips into Eridan's because like hell was he going to reveal that he was getting hard from this. It wasn't his fault Eridan had a dirty mouth and it was the first one he'd ever kissed...
Eridan pulled back, opening his eyes and licking his lips, "Think you got that so far?"
Sollux opened his eyes a moment after Eridan spoke, swallowing and nodding, almost salivating at the feel and idea of what Eridan was doing to him. This was seriously fun. He cracked a grin, "You teach a lot of people?"
"Nah, never met anybody what needed th'lesson near so bad as you," he chuckled. "Usin' your teeth-carefully a course-was lesson three. Ready for four?"
Sollux nodded a little too eagerly for someone with his particular attitude, leaning close again, close enough that, even through tinted lenses, Eridan could clearly make out which eye was blue.
Eridan smirked, pressing his lips back to Sollux's, letting his tongue circle the gap between Sollux's lips, one leg working between Sollux's. Sollux was caught completely off-guard, who gasped and shifted his bony shoulders with a quick gasp, opening his mouth wider.
Eridan took the opportunity and probed further with his tongue, tasting the flavor of Sollux, the sweet taste of his lip balm and the tang of Sollux himself. He swept his tongue across Sollux's teeth.
Sollux sort of cautiously slid his tongue along Eridan's, tilting his head slightly and breathing quickly.
Eridan purred encouragingly, flicking his tongue against Sollux's, before drawing his tongue away and back into his own mouth. He worked his hand around to cradle the back of Sollux's neck, holding him close.
Now slightly nervous, Sollux followed Eridan's lead and allowed himself to be brought closer to his mouth. Hands shaking, he let them rest on Eridan's shoulders once again, tongue licking along his, pulse pounding between their chests.
Eridan trapped Sollux's tongue with his lips, and, after a quiet chuckle, sucked lightly on it.
Sollux made a strangled little moan in his throat at the weird feeling, but not objecting it in the slightest. His eyes screwed tighter shut as he finally pressed his hips against his, giving away his half hardness.
Eridan ground his hip against Sollux and released his tongue, sweeping the point of his tongue across Sollux's upper lip before drawing away. "An' that's lesson number who-the-fuck-cares. Think you got the hang a it?"
Sollux shifted in place, letting his dick do the thinking for a while, "This is one thing you're good at."
"One a many." Eridan corrected, his voice low and smoky. "Think you're ready to show me what you learned, Sol?"
Sollux exhaled, then took another breath as he practically attacked Eridan's mouth. His tongue was now a bit more familiar with those smug lips and clever tongue, kisses becoming smoother even if his teeth were rather ungainly.
Eridan locked lips with Sollux, letting him take the lead, still cradling him close as Sollux bit and sucked at his lip. Sollux went more gently than he would like, but just in an effort to appease the guy and get the technique right, he took his time, rolling the soft, plump flesh between his lips with a soft groan.
"Mmmmm," Eridan returned, caressing Sollux's lips with his own and rocking his hips against him. Good boy. Very good student.
Sollux seemed to be almost quivering under Eridan's hands, hips pushing more insistently together. Sollux got even harder, pulling their lips apart just to kiss his deeply once again, letting his tongue slickly circling the other.
Eridan let his tongue dance with Sollux's, pressing him backwards, guiding him backwards toward Sollux's room. One hand kneaded Sollux's hip, the other tangled in Sollux's hair.
Sollux allowed himself to be led, hands on Eridan's back once again and gripping his shirt. More more he wanted more; he wouldn't allow those lips more than an inch from his without a firm peck upon them. He arched his neck in the efforts to taste Eridan's tongue again.
Eridan pushed Sollux back down onto the bed, crawling over him and licking Sollux's lips, a thin strand of saliva connected their wet mouths, breaking as Eridan spoke, "I think you got the hang a it, don't you?"
Sollux nodded, eyes closed, "Mmmmnnnn..." His tongue peeked out shyly to toy with Eridan's once again.
"Knew this was a good idea." Eridan flicked Sollux's tongue lightly with his own. "How about some a the more advanced stuff? You game for that?" He kissed Sollux, just below the jaw, under his ear, nipping lightly with his teeth.
Sollux tilted his head up, trying to keep those lips as close as he could to his rapidly reddening flesh, "I'm a fast learner... what else you got?"
Eridan nibbled his way down, tugging the collar of Sollux's loose tee shirt down enough to expose the collarbone. He sucked just above it, in the hollow by the base of his neck.
Sollux seemed to nearly melt into his bed, body relaxing and neck tensing. He breathed in softly, a nudging little moan in his voice as his legs spread to allow Eridan in between them.
Eridan pressed himself closer, sucking a red welt into Sollux's, marking his territory. One hand worked under Sollux's shirt to feel along the base of his ribs.
Sollux's body quivered slightly in a repressed way at the touches upon his ribs. His hips rose fluidly in spite of a breathy groan, "That tickles..."
Ticklish, eh? Eridan filed away that bit of trivia for later, instead opting to use a firm touch, tracing his thumb along the jut of bone as he pulled his lips away. "Think you got the idea so far?"
Sollux flinched once again, flesh sensitive and ticklish where Eridan touched, "That thing you did with my tongue was kind of weird though..."
"You didn' care for it? Cause you seemed t'be pretty into it at the time," Eridan leaned low, flicking Sollux's earlobe with his tongue and murmuring, "An' I'd hate to deprive you."
"Nnhn...! D-didn't say I didn't like it..." The stutter was new. Sollux just kept exposing more and more of his weaknesses the more he was touched. He exhaled with a tiny, barely repressed whimper.
Eridan licked his lips, considering for a moment. Sollux was a puzzle, all of these little ways to turn him on made him easy to unlock, but still so fun to master. Makes a man want to find all his secret needs.
Still, in the interests of improving future makeouts..."D'you want to try it on me?"
"Sure, I guess..." His words suggested nonchalance, but his tone was all curiosity and apprehension. He lifted himself up onto his elbows and let his mouth meet Eridan's once more, lips parted and moist.
Sollux made a soft sound in his throat, seemingly enjoying the feel of Eridan's mouth, experimenting with the feel of their lips melded together. Sollux exhaled softly with a shudder; they were so soft, he could barely take it, he didn't know how he could've gotten through puberty without kissing like this...
His tongue then coiled out against Eridan's lower lip with a shy lick.
Eridan answered him with a flick of his tongue against Sollux's, his hand cradling the back of Sollux's head.
Sollux was made to open his mouth more, heart pounding as he took the tip of Eridan's tongue between his lips. He gave a slow, shy suck upon it, pulling back only to try it again, taking more in.
"Mmmmm," Eridan purred, encouragingly. The shyness was cute and all, but he wanted Sollux to get confident enough to take the initiative...to a point, anyway.
The act was intimate in a strange way, not really what he'd imagine a kiss could be like. Undoubtedly sexual. Sollux squirmed just a little bit, sucking more, not stopping as his skin grew hotter at the kiss. He moaned against Eridan's mouth and pulled back, blushing more. He looked up at Eridan, craving his satisfaction. He had done well, hadn't he? Learned the tricks? At this moment, he wanted little more than Eridan's hearty approval.
Be damned if he'd admit it out loud, though.
Eridan followed Sollux with a quick peck to the lips. "Fuck, you ain't half bad, Sol. Lessons are over, an' you're qualified to take that shit out into the field."
Sollux tried to regain his outwards composure, despite his flushed face and fluttering insides, "Good to know I've got your A-OK. Do I get a certificate or a seal or something?"
"I'll print you one later. For now," Eridan pressed his lips to Sollux's once more, pulling away and grinning his smug grin, "I'll seal it with a kiss."
Sollux rose an eyebrow as soon as Eridan pulled away, "That was both horrifically corny and unbelievably gay."
Eridan laughed, "Is that any way to thank a guy who taught you to suck face like an ace? No gratitude, I swear..." Eridan stood, offering a hand to help Sollux up. "Admit it, you like how I done that."
"Good to know I got the verification when someone actually wants to kiss me." Sollux sat up halfway, licking the side of his mouth.
"Hey, you know who you can practice with." Eridan grinned, "An' believe me, it takes a lot a practice. Loads a practice really, but I got a notion we can whip you into somethin' damn near perfect."
"Don't think I'm opposed. Especially since it shuts you up long enough to be something fun." Sollux stood up and made his way to his door.
Eridan laughed, turning and heading for the bathroom door, "That's right, Sol, sass me up, but we both know you like the shit that comes out a my mouth near as much as the other things I can do with it."
Sollux just made a face and punched Eridan's shoulder, choosing to not incriminate himself further. A fraction of a second later, however, he realized that he just did exactly that.
Eridan simply laughed again and shut Sollux's door behind him. He gave his hair one quick check in the bathroom mirror, feeling satisfied with his afternoon.
