#erius

Equius and Eridan may have a Kismesis, but that doesn't stop them from getting together every once and a while to watch movies. They would usually watch movies with their redder or paler quadrants, but only those two liked this kind of movie. Equius liked it for the clear power balance and the hoofbeasts, and Eridan liked it because of the military history in it. So they get together to watch it every so often and try to be civil for a day. This time they decide to watch it at Eridan's hive.

Equius brought his own snacks, not wanting to eat the highblood's sea dweller food and his own hoofbeast blanket. They both get comfy on Eridan's violet velvet couch, sitting far away from each other, and Eridan presses play. They sit in silence, watching the old Chinese human movie and snacking. Equius didn't notice Eridan getting closer and closer until he feels a cold lump on his arm. He quickly pulls up his arm, "What are you doing?"

Eridan rolls his eyes, "I'm cold." "And?" Eridan groaned, "You're so wwarm! Just let me lay on you for noww!" Equius shakes his head, "But you are cold. What would I get from the arrangement? I am not your living heater." Eridan crosses his arms with a disappointed huff, "Wwell wwhat wwould you wwant?" Equius thought, unsure of how much he can ask for. "Well, I do like laying down while watching films..."

Equius sees Eridan's eyebrow raise, "Wwhat are you suggestin?" Equius feels himself start to sweat profusely from nervousness. "I could lay on the couch and you could lay... on top of me?" Equius fiddles with his tank top as Eridan thinks over the proposal. "Okay." They both stand from the couch and Equius carefully lays his back on the couch, head resting on the pillow by the arm of the couch. Eridan carefully climbs on top of him, resting his head on Equius' wide chest and turning to watch the tv again.

After a moment of hesitation, Equius wraps his arm around Eridan, feeling his cold arms. Eridan tries not to make his satisfaction obvious but fails. "This is not very Kismesis of you highblood." Eridan's face flushes purple, "Eq. Shut up." Equius decides to push his luck, "Make me." Next thing he knows something is on his lips. It takes a minute for his brain to register that its another pair of lips, and by then, the feeling is gone.

"H-highblood?" Eridan is straddling Equius with a grin. "You said to make you. Can't talk wwith your lips occupied." Equius' lips form a mischievous smile, "Does that mean kissing you will make you silent?" He pulls Eridan back into the kiss, being very careful as to not hurt him. They don't need to, but they keep going, unable to stop for some odd reason. In the moment they decide to blame it on Vriska to save their pride and continue their session.