Your name is Eridan Ampora and right about now you are realizing just how horribly you might have fucked up this situation. What had you been thinking in the first place; dragging a land dweller and one who couldn't swim at that, down into the salty depths! That's right; you had wanted to scare him just a tad bit. He was Sol and no matter how much you pestered him about it, you figured he would never actually come to your hive seeing how it was probably physically impossible so why not just take him halfway there and see how much fear that could arouse? And scare the like of him it had!
You took pride in knowing it was you who had gotten him to express such a blatantly startled look while also knowing that the anger that soon replaced his fright was anything if not expected. However the kiss you'd shared had been anything excluding. But it had been worth it. Well at least you had thought that up until now.
"Sol!" you yelled frantically at the limp body now floating in your arms as you attempt to revive him via alarming shakes. But he was definitely unconscious. You wonder for a moment why seeing how the 'mackin' had just been getting good but that's when you remembered that crucial element to a land dweller that was probably the reason he now felt lifeless in your concerned arms; body slack and lips still parted with both his mystifying eyes cloaked behind grey lids once again.
oh the gubbin idiot he is, hm? You thought to yourself slightly exasperated with his obvious lack of gills before you quickly and without a seconds delay began to swim to the surface. He remained casually still as your grip around his waist tightened and you felt the peculiar pressure of your ears popping. Even if you were a sea dweller accustomed to great depths, you weren't exactly supposed to abscond from the deep as quickly as you were. However desperate times called for desperate measures.
Evven noww he's adorable… the drifting thought entered your mind as his head absently rolled onto your chest as a stray bubble escaped his lips and headed in frenzy towards the surface faster than you were. It could have been a race, you wagered, if you didn't have this extra dead weight. But you would never call Sol 'dead weight'! He was more than that to you!
You didn't exactly know what and why he was but you scarcely pondered that it would be something more than a kismesis…would he really accept being matesprits! But that question really should be saved for later because right about now you were three point five seconds from-
You took the deepest gulp of air you could when your hipster noggin broke the tense surface of the water. You admit it stung like a Vriska bitch when you quickly switched from gills to lungs or vice versa and normally you would have prearranged your unprepared body more time to get accustomed to it. Yet now was a rather dire condition on your hands and not a moment to delay with frivolous pleasantries could be afforded. Now to deal with said situation spawner.
His head was above water, you noticed, yet he still didn't seem to reanimate into the life filled Ψiioniic you were more familiarized with. Then a solution to this tricky problem presented itself. Oh cod, wwhat he needs that C.P.R stuff they awways do in those sappy movvies? You had absolutely no fucking idea how to administrate this life saving procedure but by gog if it meant saving your new kismesis you would figure it out. You'd watched enough of those crummy romcom's with Kar to know how to do it, you supposed. So how hard could it be? That's what you were pondering over while you hurriedly swam to the awaiting dock only feet away. If you thought rocketing upwards through the salty ocean was difficult then you certainly found the trouble with escaping over the surface near impossible while keeping your arm around your innocent partner. Plus you had the added negativity of the swift current and the fact that your were becoming a bit winded what with all the labor upon newly in use lungs.
You stretched out and arm to grasp the scarred edge of the dock and carefully hoisted your soaked Ψiioniic from the water to haul him onto said rickety structure with a grunt of effort. You hooked your hands in the crook of his shoulder to pull him the rest of the way onto the dock. A trying effort, you realized, with the drenched material of your cape weighing you down. So without another thought you hastily reached to the clasp at your throat to unbutton it and thus let it fall to the dock somewhere behind you as you also followed suit with your highly fashionable scarf.
With all arresting fabrics no longer subduing you, your attention turned once more to Sol whom you had previously laid out on the pier with the upmost care. You crouched down beside him and surveyed the 'rockin' way in which his skinny jeans even more to his lengthy legs or the weird black and white shoes he wore. You wondered why he did that; sporting two different shoes like that.
You were more perplexed by his haircut however. It kind of resembled those Japanese animes you watched were it was short however transitioned into longer bangs. You wanted to get your ringed fingers tangled in that peculiar raven hair but at the moment your eyes wonder to his shirt and watched the alarming way his chest didn't seem to move under that Gemini t-shirt. You wanted to take off said shirt but that wasn't going to help him…so you resisted the urge to do so. Your hand wondered to the canary twin symbol on his the fabric and your splayed out the digits of that hand to at least detect the slightest flutter of a heartbeat under it.
You felt it. For some indescribable reason feeling his heartbeat felt like a slap to the face. A wake up call. A massive banner commanding you to shove your stupid daydreaming away and speed up your rescue attempts up. How long had it been since he blacked out? At least a minute if not two and now here you were idly raping him with your eyes. You bit down on your lip to keep the pleasurable thoughts of raping him out of your mind because you just weren't that sick! Now you moved on; it seemed the safer initiative.
You hurriedly moved your hand from his chest and then brought both of your fists together down hard upon his awaiting chest; right over that Gemini symbol. You did this several more times, in fact, because that's the way they did it in that one movie with about 'the abyss'. Then you blushed. Yes, blushed a moronic little mauve flush at the new found thought of having to go down on his lips. The first time he had kissed you and that was substantially different than now. But you realized how ridiculous you were being about the whole subject, really.
Your mouth came down on his a little bit more forcefully than you intended but never the less you still parted his lips and blow in a quick gust of air. You hoped you were doing this right. And you hoped that you could successfully pull away without throwing out this heroic business and just-
For fucks sake Eridan get your head together! You pulled away quickly and began pushing his chest rhythmically again till it was time to kis- you mean breathe into him again. But that was just it; right when you were about to do so you felt him shudder and looked up to see his eyelids fluttering. The fingers of your hand encircled his arm in anticipation before he once again reanimated with the signs of life. He tried to sit up, stuttering and choking on the water in his throat, but you placed a firm hand against his chest. "Just stay right there, Sol. Your gonna be fine." You exhaled a breath of relief you hadn't realized you had been holding until now.
"ii hate you 2o much, ED." He choked out with malice through ashen lips when the coughing began to lessen. You could once again see his red and blue eyes that seemed to captivate you enough to realize just how cold he felt. So without another thought you turned to grasp the once discarded material of your cape and pull if over him. He seemed reluctant but couldn't hide the quivering nor mask the fright on his features. Your attitude softened and you slowly replied, "Hate you too, Sol." The words dropped from your lips like the sea water dripping from your drenched clothes, hydrating the air and making him blush slightly.
You relished that thought; that you had made him blush that characteristic canary that lightly returned the color to his cheeks. We was avoiding your intense gaze and vehemently trying to find something to occupy his own line of sight. "Where the hell are my gla22e22, fii2hdiick?" he spat back at you when you slowly leaned forward towards him now that he had effectively sat up and now had pulled the lavender fabric of your cape up to his chin. You didn't know where they were to be honest; you had more than likely discarded them by an inclusive mishap on your way up from the depths.
You didn't care really because you could undoubtedly find them later. What was on your mind was more arresting to your senses."Eriida-" He had began but you swiftly subdued his lips in a lock with yours. You figured that you had restrained yourself long enough. You hoped he did too; for a Prince of Hope you sure did hope a lot, huh?
He balled his fists up in the fabric of your cape while you took the liberty of deepening the kiss with a new burning passion that had you leaning into him since you were now straddling his lap. His turned his head a bit to angle the kiss even better while you casually crossed your ankles behind his back. He was still trembling, you realized, but you also figured this might not be due to his body temperature since he was still blushing lightly. Yet you resigned to wrap the cape around the both of you during a pause when you both broke apart for air. Well it was rather cold outside seeing how the sun that barely ever shined was even cloaked by colossal, downy water evaporations.
You wrapped your arms around his waist and didn't notice him snaking a hand up to cogently rub one of your lightning bolt shaped horns. It took you by surprise when the small moan pushed its way forth from your throat when he continued his movements on your horn until those hands that had been clasped around his waist moved to cup his face. Your kisses became more heated as that fervor took over and you found yourself rhythmically moving your hips against his.
Both of your breathing was becoming more labored with this burning passion to the point you weren't surprised when he grasped your hips and forcefully pushed you back onto the even surface of the pier. You felt that frolicsome cape fall away from the both of you as he followed you to the face of the dock. His mouth had left yours while he had been positioning you back onto the pier but once he was straddling your hips and pushing his hands under your sweater the kissing resumed and more heatedly then ever at that. The chilly surface of the dock was shockingly cool against the exposed skin of your back while the arising heat from the contact of his skin had your temperature seriously perplexed. However it wasn't like you even cared about being in pain or confusion; all you wanted was this gratification laced pleasure that keep rolling through you in tingling waves every time one of you would do something exceptionally delightful.
Like when he moved to trace a light line of kisses down your jaw but you gave a startled yelp when he purposely left a noticeable hickie. That glubbin moron wwill definitely pay for that. You thought even though you leaned your head back to expose your neck for his taking. Yet he seemed ready for your mouth again just as you contemplated removing his shirt like you had wanted to earlier. Except you honestly wondered if committing one daydream would lead to the others.
Not that that sounded like the worst idea to you. "Your hivve or mine, Sol?" you jokingly teased, knowing what he would think of the yours and which he would favor.