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His fins flutter when he laughs and you find that adorable in ways you cannot describe. Really, you are supposed to be focusing on writing better coding to help the trollian chat client run smoother on this gog-forsaken rock but hey, you can do that later. Right now Ed commands your attention
You are watching him chat to FF out the corner of your eye, they are both smiling and giggling and then she makes some strange hand gesture and they burst into little peals of laughter. You could listen to him laugh like that for a long, long time. Its the kind of sound you wanna synthesize on an audio program and spin into a track you could listen to over and over – a pure, clean sound that thrums in your ears.
You are openly staring now and he catches you looking. It makes him blush, his aural fins wiggling slightly and it is so unbearably cute that your blood pusher turn the consistency of grub-jelly in your ribcage. Woah, you are like, stupidly flushed for him. Eridan makes a valiant effort to stay focus on his conversation with Fef but his eyes keep sliding over to you to check if you are still watching. You are and his blush gets darker and darker; until his face is stained purple. Oh Gog. FF notices his shifting eyes and turns around questioningly, her eyes rest on you for a few moments and she grins then winks at you. You grin back. You like FF, she has a great sense of humor. She turns back to face Eridan, saying a few quick words before kissing him quickly on the cheek and darting off to sit next Nepeta. Eridan blinks a few times before turning to face you.
He fiddles with his cape, twisting it around his fingers before walking over to you. He is looking at the ground, face still coloured purple when he stops, a about half a meter next to your chair.
'Wwhat?' Eridan asks you, eyes flicking up from the tiles to your face, he looks so...uncertain. Like he doesn't know why you pay him attention.
You swivel to face him and he takes half a step back, alarmed by the sudden movement, but you catch his scarf and tug him forward, tilting your face up. He falls toward you and you press your lips to his in light, fleeting kiss, sealing it with a few psionic sparks.
The expression on his face when you pull back is priceless – he looks completely pole-axed, stunned by the simple contact and his fins flutter wildly. Oh shit. Your head drops on your neck and you take several deep breaths. Shitshitshit he is so cute, you might actually die.
You, Sollux Captor, greatest hacker of your generation, computer genius and mighty psionic wielder have been defeated by face fins .
'Sol? Wwater are you doin'?' Eridan asks, you raise your head again and he is peering at you through those ugly hipster glasses, blinking owlishly, fingers clutched in the fabric of his sweater. That fucking blush is still there. Okay no. That is it.
'We' you tell him, gesturing between your chest 'Are going two get a piile. Riight now.'
You stand abruptly, your chair bumps into the desk behind you, almost knocking ED off balance again, and begin walking toward the transportaliser in the center of the room. You smile when you hear Eridan's footsteps behind you. Fef gives you a cheeky smile and a wave and you grin at her before zapping out there. You step off the plate and wait for Eridan to appear on it and less than 4 seconds later he is in front of you.
You offer him you hand, he scowls and hides his mouth in his scarf, as he takes, hesitant, until you slide your fingers between his and squeeze gently. You catch you little smile he tries to hide and you suddenly have trouble controlling your face.
You lead him down the winding corridors to your room at the back of the meteor. You chose it because it has the best air conditioning unit on this whole rock, which you use to keep your several computer system cool and running at optimum efficiency. Everything is switched off now, and the room is pleasantly warm, dim light from a few overhead lamps filters through, illuminating your furniture.
There is a pile of red and blue cushions that alchematized a few weeks ago is in the corner, three days ago you added in some rich-purple ones for Eridan's benefit and you are rewarded by the look he gives you when he see them. Happy and open and smiling.
You fling yourself down into them and pull Eridan into your lap so he is straddling your legs and you wrap your arms around his waist, one hand slipping under his cloak and sweater to rest on the small of his back. He is deliciously cool against the warm palm of your hand. You tilt your face up, coxing him down for kiss, and he makes this tiny, tiny sound when your lips meet.
You kiss him gently, moving your lips against his and keep your eyes open because you like watching his face. You like the helpless arch of his eyebrows and the lavender blush of his cheeks. You like watching all the reactions that you tease out of him with your lips and fingers and tongue play across his beautiful face. He is so cute, so rediculously cute and you are gonna die. Ed makes this hot breathy little noise when your run your tongue along the seam of his lips and he parts them for you, moaning into your mouth, when you stroke your tongue along his.
One of your hands tangles in the back of his thick soft hair as he wraps his arms round your shoulders, holding on to you as you ravish his mouth, teasing his lips with your teeth. You send a few currents of psionic energy through your tongue, wrapping them round his and he squims in your lap, crying out into you mouth. Hmm yeah, you like that sound. So you do it again. You break the kiss, and almost laugh at the disappointed whine that Eridan makes, then pressing your mouth under his jaw, sucking lightly. He tips his head to the side to give you better access and you lick up his pulse point, dropping tender, open-mouth kiss down the column of his throat.
Eridan, you decide, makes the best noises.
'What were you and FF talking about earlier?' You mumble into the skin of his neck, stroking your hand along the length of his spine, feeling the thin line of scales that runs up his back, the are the most beautiful shimmering purple and so very sensitive to the touch.
'Nghh? Um, this deep-sea cave wwe found wwhen wwe wwere wwrigglers.' He gasps at you. Wow, fuck, you even find his speech impediment adorable.
'Hmm? What wath that like?' You ask him, still teasing his skin with the tips of your claws.
You pull back and stare at him. He always looks so surprised when you ask him about himself, like he wonders why you care, or why you would want to know about him. His fins flutter slightly, and it gives away his happiness in your interest. And you are interested, you want to know everything about him. He asks about you often enough. It is time for some information exchange.
'Wwell, wwhen Fef and I wwere three swweeps old, wwe wwent explorfin in this part uncharted part of the wwaters by our hives. It was really cool because...'
You settle back against the cushions, shifting Ed so he sits sideways in you lap. This way you can see him when he talks, and all the precious expressions that flow across his face, all the excited hand gestures and aural fin flaps. His voice rushes over you like cool water, and you drink in his smiling relaxed face as he retells a story of his childhood.
You slip your fingers between one of his hands and he smiles at you - for you - and presses a shy kiss to your cheek before continuing. Your heart thuds. One of his hands curls round the back of your neck and cool fingers tease through the soft hair at the back of head. It feels nice and you lean into the touch. More than nice. Everything is perfect right now.
You grin and snuggle deeper into the cushions, Eridan on your mind and in your arms, taking up the space that your blood pusher occupies. The evening drifts by as you spend it curled round him.
Really, you cannot think of a way you'd rather spend it.