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[The look of annoyance and disbelief on Eridan's face is probably striking. He's been here for a bit now, leaving almost immediately after Sollux's message to him--not expecting to be left to wait as long as he did... Maybe he was worried Sollux stood him up, and maybe he waited as long as he did in hopes that he really, truly didn't.]

[Beneath that disbelief and irritation is relief. He really didn't want to be snuffed by two quadrants so close together, alright? Currently, he's sitting in one of the chairs, legs crossed, arms crossed as well as he sits there brooding. He had moved the chair to face the door as he waited, spending all of that time staring at it, but now that Sollux is here, he's just staring at his boyfriend's face, making no effort to move at all.]

And here I figured I'd been stood up.

Nah, I wouldn't do that to you. I was just busy with someone more important.

[He kicks the door closed and looks around the room, curious at how luxurious and modern it looks. Instead of moving towards the troll in the chair, he almost ignores him, instead going to play with the taps on the pool]

So you must be feeling really shitty right about now, huh?

[He doesn't even react to that comment about someone more important. He's pretty sure he knows who that is. However, Eridan's eyes aren't leaving Sollux, nor is he rising. Honestly, his eyes are about the only thing moving as he watches Sollux head towards the pool. Sardonically:]

Well aren't you just fuckin' smart, what was your first clue that I'm feelin' shitty right now? Is it the fact I'we lost my damn moirail again with no fuckin' hope in sight to set things right? If so, congratulations scumsucker, you hit the bloody mark.

Yeah, I had a feeling you'd be whining and insufferable today. [He isn't even looking at Eridan, his back and narrow butt totally turned towards Eridan, as if he's completely not a threat] So I thought I'd do something to make you shut your mouth.

[The hot tub is filling slowly, and Sollux straightens up, then pulls his shirt off]

You had a feelin'? It should hawe been--

[But then he's kinda cut off by the fact Sollux just pulled off his shirt and well... Maybe he's staring a little at his scrawny hate-boyfran a bit, but he's not moving, not yet. He's still too grumpy to give into this shit so early.]

Been... Look whatewer, if you think some little strip tease is gonna make things better, think again.

[...Not that he wants Sollux to stop, just he has to be a stubborn dickhead, as per usual!]

[He glances back over his shoulder and smirks]

Sure, whatever. You can just go ahead and keep sitting there, then, if you want. I don't give a fuck.

[There's steam rising from the water that's gushing into the pool. He bends and removes his shoes, letting Eridan have a nice look at his ass]

[Oh and he is staring at that ass! Definitely staring. And maybe he's shifting a bit where he's sitting as well. . . After a moment or two, he finally responds.]

Maybe I will!

[What a weak retort, but he is at a loss for anything good right now. Between his hurt feelings and watching Sollux's tush, he really can't formulate much.]

Whatever! [He rolls his eyes and opens his fly, shoving aside his own nervousness. He hasn't been naked in front of Eridan, really, but he pushes his jeans down and kicks them aside, then steps into the pool and sinks down without turning around or showing his bulge to Eridan.

With a heartfelt and loud groan of pleasure, he settles into the water and against one wall of the hot tub]

Fuck...yeah.

[Did that just... That just happened, didn't it? Sollux just got naked... He did and Eridan saw nearly everything but--uh... wow. Eridan is just stuck sitting there, staring in disbelief, swallowing thickly when Sollux lets out that groan of pleasure. His fins perked, eyes still wide, and his seat getting increasingly uncomfortable. He debates for a few seconds whether or not he just wants to be stubborn and sit here... or if he wants to join Sollux.]

[Honestly, there's been few trolls who have even seen Eridan with his shirt off, let alone naked. In fact, there's only been one who has seen him fully naked, but that's neither here nor there... He chews at his lip for a moment, tossing his decision over in his head before he rises and makes his way over, trying his best to act completely and utterly inconvenienced having to join Sollux like this. Gosh, Sollux, he is obviously doing this for you and by no means is it for his own enjoyment, nope!]

I guess I can join you.

[But once he's over there and his scarf and cape already discarded, he stops. Fingers holding the bottom of his shirt, but he's not exactly able to remove it yet. It's not like he doesn't have a rocking body, honestly, he has one impressive body thanks to Dualscar, but considering the scar that is under his sweater... One that really only Karkat has seen(as far as he knows), one that holds a lot of personal sentimentality between those two--a scar he links with only pity, it feels really odd and just out of place to expose it to his kismesis. So he's just standing there, looking rather unsure of himself.]

[Sollux is luxuriating in the water, and trying not to look back or give Eridan any feedback. But when he hears Eridan stop dead and continue to stand there, he can't help but look up.

And he sees Eridan just standing there, looking shy]

What's wrong? The water's awesome, Prince. Come on.

nothin's wrong! I'm comin', no need to fuckin' rush me, like you ewen hawe the fuckin' right.

[Wow defensive. But he does just stand there for a few more seconds before deciding to say fuck it and take his shirt off. He does it quickly, almost like ripping off a band-aid, but instead of exposing a wound, he's exposing the lightish purple Y shaped scar that starts at either end of his shoulders, following his collar bone as it meets in the middle and then trails down his torso to beneath his pants. Small dots following the shape where stitches held him together. He can't help the purple that burns at his cheeks, the awkwardness of this all really weighing on him, but he tosses the shirt aside, and hopes that Sollux doesn't say anything. Though, he's pretty sure that's unlikely.]

[So before he finishes undressing the rest of the way, he waits a moment for any snide remarks from his kismesis, even though he's not looking at him presently.]

[Sollux sure wasn't expecting that scar. He stares at it openly, realizing now why it's been so hard to get Eridan to take his shirt off over the months that they've dated.

He thought that his own body was nothing really to desire, so he thought that was a lot of the reason. Yet it seems that wasn't the reason at all. And he can't figure out what could possibly have caused a scar like that. It's clearly a deliberate cut, but no life-saving surgery could cause that. And what's with the dots running down the y-shaped scar?

He knows he should probably make some kind of snide remark, but he's actually too shocked to think of anything clever.]

What the hell happened?

Don't act like you care.

[And maybe he's a bit caught off guard at being asked what happened instead of Sollux making some smart ass comment. He glares down at him, but he really seems more defensive, trying to defend what's exposed more so than be anything damaging towards Sollux. He's just going to cross his arms over his chest, a gesture that looks more like he's trying to hide that scar, than him being pouty.]

Edited 2012-11-27 06:37 (UTC)

[What a frustrating response. He stares at Eridan for a few more seconds. It really looks like Eridan is trying to hide the scar, that it's a big deal to him, and that he isn't about to tell him what caused it.

He shrugs, scowling.]

Fine. Are you getting in or are you going to stand there trying to cover up? We're kismeses, right? That involves pailing, or so I thought. Isn't it worth it to at least try to sometime take our clothes off in the same fucking room?

[Though getting naked with Eridan is FAR from easy for him, he rolls his eyes and turns away again, settling more comfortably into the water]

[And that just causes Eridan to glare more! Wow, yeah maybe being asked right away isn't what he wanted, but to just go on to something entirely different--augh, whatever! Though... removing the rest of his clothes... That sure is a thing he should do, huh? And Sollux does raise a good point, they should get used to the idea of being naked around each other considering what's to come eventually between them and, well at least they'll be in the water, right?]

I'm comin' I'm comin'. Stop your incessant bitchin'.

[But with Sollux looking away, it's a bit easier to remove the rest of his clothes, shoes and socks, then his pants and underwear(that last part taking him a bit longer because, wow sure am getting naked!!), but then he's slipping into the water next to Sollux. His cheeks certainly are a pretty shade of purple! He's also not looking at Sollux as he starts to speak.]

Look. If you really wanna know what happened, I guess I'll fuckin' tell you. I guess you deserwe the fuckin' right to know why your kismesis has such a fuckin' disfigurin' scar and all.

[Yep, despite his pretty body, he things he's disfigured because of his scar. His life is just so tragic.]

[Sollux scoots over a bit to give Eridan room as the violet-blood gets into the water. He certainly wasn't expecting him to offer to tell the story after all, and it distracts him from his own increasing shyness. He is okay with being covered up, even more shy and uncertain about certain things being visible than Eridan is, but the water does that. Still, there's a part of him that was worried Eridan might go in for a grope right away. Thankfully, that doesn't seem to be happening.

He cocks his head and curls his feet under him, his knees turned towards Eridan and his hands folding in his lap in an unconsciously protective manner]

Yeah, sure. Go ahead and tell me how you got to be all damaged goods on me.

[This is pretty sarcastic, even if he's trying not to let it show. Eridan's still hot to him, and he still feels like the sea dweller is a bit out of his league, at least physically, no matter that he's got some stupid scar. Look at Eridan's ancestor! He's got two scars, and no one calls him ugly or disfigured, and Eridan supposedly looks up to that guy]

[Eridan watches Sollux as he gets situated, and gives him a snarl at the "damaged goods" comment. Even if it was sarcastic, he hardly finds the comment amusing. But after he shifts a bit himself, trying to get comfortable, and maybe taking to looking at his hand while fiddling with one of his rings, he starts.]

Alright, so about ower a half sweep ago there was a curse that happened where I got turned into a dersite--worthless things let me tell ya. Anyway, so I was pretty fuckin' defenseless, so while I was this inferior fuckin' thing, this goddamn psychopath attacked me.

[His mouth thins to a line as he fidgets a bit more, obviously uncomfortable.]

So I find myself in this cage, in some fuckin' cellar or somethin'. Was stuck there for three fuckin' days, no way to contact anyone, no way to fuckin' escape. By the third day, the guy who took me--Stein, was his name, he comes in, acts all fuckin' surprised I'm there... But instead a lettin' me go, the asshole fuckin' drugged me.

[Again he pauses, eyes flicking up to Sollux, before he looks away from him, putting his hands in the water, both laying flat against the hot-tubs bottom as his fins lower.]

Apparently he wiwisected me, cut me up, looked at my insides. I don't remember any of it, but my friend Lea was the one who found me he--he contacted Kar, and if not for Kar's interference, I probably woulda died. Not that that matters much here, but...

[It still meant a lot to him that Karkat would save him. Still means a lot. There isn't many trolls that would risk anything to save Eridan, hell most would pick a fucking dust bunny over Eridan's livelihood. He crosses his arms again, feeling awful exposed as he finishes this up.]

Anyways, the fuckin' lunatic stitched me up after and so I was bedridden for quite a fuckin' while after that and now I got this fuckin' grotesque scar to remind me of it.

So there you fuckin' hawe it. Satisfied?

[Sollux listens to this gruesome story with curiosity. Yeah, it sucks, but trolls are used to gore and things like that. Violence isn't that shocking, though he certainly doesn't want to go through something like that, himself. He wouldn't necessarily go so far as to say that Eridan deserves it, though. That's pretty awful.]

Huh, that fucking sucks. Is that Stein guy still here?

[He lifts a hand, dripping, from the water and traces one line of the scar from shoulder to sternum]

[Trolls definitely are used to it, for sure, but in a way, that makes it worse. Eridan's a highblood, those types of gruesome things aren't meant for someone like him, he's not meant to be put in that state of vulnerability, a state of such exposure... And it bothers him that that ever even happened. He glances over at Sollux when he speaks, frowning at his casual comment--not that he was expecting much more... Okay maybe he was but, this IS his kismesis, if Sollux comforted him in anyway it'd be way more weird.]

No, he's shown up before though but--

[He pauses as Sollux reaches over and traces from one end of the scar to where it intersects the other branch of it, letting out a small shudder at the feel. He reaches up, grabbing at Sollux's wrist, stopping his hand from going any further. It really is such a sensitive thing, and maybe Sollux touching it is a bit overwhelming, considering his matesprit has been the only one to be able to touch it or see it till now, and with his kismesis doing it... There's just something entirely too vulnerable about this, and Eridan's not sure if it's alright to be this exposed to his kismesis. Despite explaining just previously.]

[Though, it might just be that he's a bit more emotionally susceptible than normal, considering the whole moirail business. He honestly feels like he's at a disadvantage here, and he doesn't like it. He says nothing more, just giving Sollux a pretty untrusting look, defensive even. He knows there is trust in this sort of relationship, there has to be, but he's just not sure about any of this.]

Edited 2012-11-27 23:09 (UTC)

[As Eridan grabs his wrist, Sollux' eyebrows go up and then the corners of his lip lift a moment later in a wry smirk. Instead, he leans in and gives a kiss to the very centre of the 'Y'.

Then, very quickly, he lifts his head and goes to plant a kiss on Eridan's lips as well.]

Look, I fucking hate you, but I won't lie to you. Scar or not, you're still attractive to me.

[That smirk inspires nothing but suspicion from Eridan--but then he kisses the center and Eridan can't help the gawking, nor how flustered it makes him feel. Then he's kissing his lips, quick as it is, it definitely helps...]

You better! A scar like this can't do a damn thing to ruin my natural flawlessness!

[He really is speaking out of his ass right now, but he's tired of feeling so exposed with all of this scar business, so he's going to throw around his ego a bit. Also, he's just gonna lean forward and kiss Sollux again. It's a lot easier to just be kissing Sollux than to be focusing on all this other shit anyways. This all was supposed to make him shut up anyways, wasn't it?]

Edited 2012-11-28 04:48 (UTC)

[Yeah, shutting up is a thing that Sollux is definitely okay with. He accepts the kiss with a happy hum, and lifts one hand to wrap his arm around Eridan's neck.

The water bubbles hot around them, and it warms his body almost as much as the kiss itself does.

His other hand rests in the middle of Eridan's chest, rubbing at the skin with no care for the scar. Then he moves towards the side, his fingers exploring towards Eridan's gills.]

[Eridan lets out a pleased sound against the kiss as Sollux's hand trails over his chest and to his gills--his gills that are sealed shut right now to protect the sensitive flesh against the heat of the water, though the slits are still sensitive as always. So when Sollux's fingers brush over them, Eridan shudders and presses more into the kiss, his own hands going to Sollux's sides, pressing and rubbing at his boney ribs as his mouth works against his kismesis'.]

[Yeah, this is definitely a better thing to distract himself with than just being a broody waste locked in his block like he had been for the past week or so. Who knew, Sollux is actually good for something!]

[That reaction startles Sollux a little. He isn't used to being touched with such enthusiasm, right over his bony ribs and narrow waist. Things are getting a little more heated, and his blood pusher starts to speed up quickly.

But he's curious as hell about the gills, and about the way Eridan suddenly got really excited when he brushed against them. He rubs his finger a little more firmly against the slit, trying to gently tease it open with a fingertip.

Meanwhile, his mouth opens and his tongue extends, the tip split in two, to tease at Eridan's lips in much the same way.]

[Sollux's blood pusher is hardly the only one pumping quicker, Eridan's is right there with his, nervousness and excitement gripping him. Sollux's fingers trailing across his gill slits inspires a soft sound to leave Eridan, and a slight squirm too. He grips at Sollux, pulling him closer as he opens himself to that kiss; his own tongue meeting that of Sollux's split one--he swears he'll never get used to that damn thing. Not that he's complaining, oh he certainly isn't, just the unique feel is always something that ctahces the seadweller off guard no matter what.]

[Meanwhile, Eridan is trying to keep his gills shut, despite those fingers teasing at them and the muffled sounds leaving him. He does not want to breathe in this hot water. Sollux! Not that the sensations aren't nice, they certainly are, but he's not so sure he wants this hot water filling his gills.]

[If Eridan doesn't want the hot water to touch his gills, he had better say something, because Sollux is working his finger between the lips of one slit. He's incredibly curious about the gill.

But as Eridan pulls him close and their hips actually come into contact, he stiffens and pulls away again with a quiet yelp, then flushes yellow with embarrassment. He's extremely nervous about everything below the waist, though he's been trying to hide it.]

Uh.

[At that finger wedging its way into his gill, Eridan lets out a noise of discomfort, some the of the hot water leaking through and he growls against the kiss. He honestly was about to say something, but then hips nudge each other and Sollux yelps and pulls back. Purple heats Eridan's face as he looks at his kismesis, his breath a little quicker than before from the kiss and just the situation in general.]

[He withdraws his hand from Sollux, slapping at the hand at his gill, trying to distract from the awkwardness that's basically enveloped them.]

I got them fuckin' closed for a reason, if you wanna be touchin' them, we're doin' that outta this hot water. You don't see me forcin' you to breath in searin' steam, do you? So don't make me breath in this hot water.

[Through bitching, he plans to hide his nervousness. While this is hardly Eridan's first encounter with something of this... nature, it's still a new thing to him. But this is blackrom, he can't show that sorta weakness, that he's nervous or maybe a little scared. What a mockery he'd become!]

Anyways, what're you backin' away for? Are you fuckin' scared or somethin'?

[laalala totally not scared himself! He is nothing but steel nerves and unwavering confidence!]

[oops. He didn't mean to actually hurt Eridan's gill, and at the noise of discomfort he starts to pull away. He grins weakly as Eridan tells him off for it]

Oops, sorry.

[But the grin falters slightly as Eridan accuses him of being scared]

Wow, excuse me? Who's the one who didn't want to take off his shirt, hmm? I seem to remember something about that. [Yeeeah, deflecting is a good solution]

I know it's hard, but try to think before you do somethin' stupid like that.

[But that honestly gets a flat look.]

That had nothin' to do with this and ewerythin' to do with my fuckin' scar. I'm not scared, Sol.

[Yet he's making no move to prove this...]

[Don't call him stupid, Eridan. Though actually he feels a bit stupid for what he just did. He hadn't thought, and that's obviously true.

So he'll just let that comment slide and instead give Eridan a cocky smirk]

So what are you doing over there, dumbass? If you want something, you going to beg for it?

[And Eridan's cheeks definitely light up at that.]

Fuck you mustard blood! As if I'd beg! You're the one who mowed the fuck away like a fuckin' coward, I don't see how that makes me the dumbass here!

[But fine! Eridan definitely moves forward, grabbing at either of Sollux's arms and aiming to pin him against the side of the hot-tub if Sollux doesn't stop him.]

You're always the dumb-- woah! [In mid-taunt, Eridan grabs him by the arms and his back hits the hot tub a little harder than he'd expected. His eyes flare with a few sparks, and they run up between his horns like lightning rods.

The fact is, he's really, stupidly nervous about getting much further than he already has, but the tussle is exciting, and he finds himself surging forward against the hold, kissing Eridan hard, though he has really no chance of breaking out of his grip with his own pathetic muscles]

[Eridan meets that kiss just as fervently. He might not have been expecting it at first, but he's not about to back down now, not with how he's been challenged already. So he presses up against Sollux, letting his chest slide against Sollux's own as he keeps his hold on those frail arms. God, was Sollux always this fucking scrawny? Guess he never noticed since they've never exactly been this.. uh, close and naked before. It hardly matters though, because he's pressing his tongue against his kismesis' lips, trying to take control of this, or rather, keep control. He will prove he's not scared and just how bold he is!]

[His mouth opens to the tongue, his own split tongue coming forward to tangle with Eridan's. He's nervous as hell with Eridan getting so close, and he squeezes his knees together as Eridan encroaches hugely into his space.

He continues to struggle to free his limbs, his heart pounding, but resists the strong urge to force Eridan back with his powers. He's not in danger yet. He's not. And he needs to keep his cool for now]

[Eridan's nervous as well, but he's trying his hardest to hide that fact. Continuing to kiss the ywllow blood in his grasp just as eagerly as before, maybe even more so feeling that split tongue against his own. When Sollux puts his knees together, he doesn't think much of it, since he wasn't exactly aiming to bump bulges with Sollux--at least not yet.]

[However, his hold is staying, Sollux can struggle all he likes, but Eridan is not letting go of those stick-arms of his. He is pinned and he's going to have to deal with it. Doesn't help that Eridan feels a bit more confident in this controlling position!]

[That hold doesn't make him feel any better. In fact, his heart starts to pound harder and harder the longer he feels those claws dig into his skin. He squirms, but he knows he can't break the hold.

So instead, he bites Eridan's tongue and gives a growl, mostly playful, but with an edge. A spark runs around his eyes as well, a warning. He's not sure what game they're playing right now, but he only agreed to roll over every other time]