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"Fucking knew it. You've fucked with my head dumbass, made me all relaxed an' shit. Actually getting me to /sleep/, oh the horror." He teased, starting to press little kisses and tiny nips to his jaw line.

He shuddered a bit when he felt his fingers draw close to his horns, eyes lidding a bit as he made a soft content noise. He nudged at his jaw, hesitating. Horn touches never really did much for him. They were good during kissing and good during sex but it never really turned him on or anything, despite how sensitive they were. "You can touch 'em. If you want to."

2015-08-01 11:08:55

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"Specially all cuddled up to me, Jesus Mary and Joseph, just how the fuck was I capable of such monstrosities." He grins, petting his hair as he made soft sounds of pleasure.

He rose a brow a little at the content noise, but just nodded at his words, reaching to wrap his hands around the base, as they were thicker there. In his experience, the base and the joints were the most sensitive, but it could probably vary from troll to troll. Might as well give it a shot. His hands moved, slowly but firmly, and at times he'd stop to rub the base between the pads of his fingers, or the very tip, looking at him as he looked for reactions.

2015-08-01 11:13:15

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He laughed, nipping at the skin just under his jaw and soothing it with his tongue.

The touch to his horn makes him still however, and he just waits for Dave's next move. The base and inside crooks of his horns were most sensitive for him, as well as the very tip. He shivered a bit at the touch, letting his head drop back as he pressed into his hand. Eridan raised a hand to thread his fingers through Dave's hair, tugging a bit and pushing so that he was close enough to kiss without him having to move away from the touch on his horns.

2015-08-01 11:21:17

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He looked pleased with himself, for being able to pull a look like this out of him with just his fingers in his hair, "Feels nice?" He asks as his hair is tugged on, making Dave spill innocent, soft sounds, now trying to hold them back a little more, as he looks much beetter than before.

2015-08-01 11:26:30

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Eridan grumbled a little, nipping at his lips as he pressed back into his hand again. "S'like me doing this." He tugged gently at his hair again, smiling a bit as he kissed him slowly. "Nice, but not too much, y'know?"

2015-08-01 11:29:59

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Dave smiles at the kiss, managing to hold back the sounds now. "How sensitive are your gills?" He already knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it from him either way.

Meanwhile, his hands kept moving along his horns, alternating between rubbing the crooks to rubbing along the base

2015-08-01 11:32:51

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He didn't answer for a bit, focusing on the feeling of the stroking on his horns. "It's... More'n this. Like. Fuck if I know how to put it into words but it's a more... Stronger sensation? Really sensitive. Let's just go with that." He kissed the crook of his jaw, nose dragging along his skin slightly as he pressed kisses here and there.

2015-08-01 11:37:07

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He nods ever so slightly, letting his eyes close. He rubbed the tip of his horns with quick, light strokes.

Dave was pretty keen on going back to the blanket pile now, but he was also pretty confident that they couldn't. That was a shame, he wouldn't complain about spending the rest of the trip there.

He tried tugging on his hair lightly with one hand, another of the many soft little sounds escaping his mouth.

2015-08-01 18:03:53

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Eridan let out a little chirp, tilting his head slightly so that he could press both his horns into Dave's hands and distracted kisses along his jaw and top of his neck.

He wished they were still moored at the island, merely so that they could take ts to a comfortable place becuase that would be even better.

But another beep from the instruments and the sharp snap sound of the sail in not enough wind roused him from the practically dozy state he'd been put in by one Dave Strider.

2015-08-01 22:05:53

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As his lips reached his neck, Dave bit his lip softly, a shiver running down his spine. His neck was quite sensitive, not enough to turn him on, but more than enough to turn him into putty.

He frowned slightly when he heard the beeping, but quickly laughed a little, pulling a away from him, despite wanting to keep getting kisses. "Guess this isn't the best moment to get our mack on." He joked, placing a kiss on his lips before getting up to let him handle the beeping.

2015-08-01 22:09:13

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Eridan wanted to snarl at the electronics, but that would both be pathetic and really really stupid.

He smiled at Dave as he stood up to turn off the autopilot for now, turning Sabriel into the wind. "Yeah it probably isn't." He moved to the winch to quickly haul in the mainsail and checking all those ropes were secure again before moving to the jibe winch. He undid the rope and rewound it the other way, putting the winch handle back in place and started winding the jibe in. "We'll have to motor from here on in, the wind's dropped completely."

2015-08-01 22:17:54

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He stretched, sitting back where he was a couple of minutes ago. "Alright, I can deal. We can continue the sloppy makeouts when we arent at risk of fucking up the trip." He concludes. "Need any help?"

2015-08-01 22:20:43

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Eridan grinned at him over his shoulder, fins wiggling a little.

He gestured to the wheel with his head, finally finishing winding up the winch. He took both handles out, sliding them into the little pocket at the bottom of the cockpit. "You wanna have a go at steering? We'll be under motor an' all, an' it's deep enough that you can't fuck up." He moved to start the engine again.

2015-08-01 22:22:57

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"Sure, steering. How exactly am I supposed to go about that, again? Well, not "again", you never did tell me, but that's usually what people say to try and not be rude fucks." He got back up, heading for the steering wheel, and then looking at Eridan.

2015-08-01 22:24:43

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Eridan stood up propperly once the engine started and Sabriel started moving again. He moved back to the steering wheel, next to Dave and taking a light hold of his hands to place on the steering wheel. "You don't need much of a movement with boats to turn them, not like with cars. There's a thing called a tiller, or till whichever the fuck, located right at the bottom of the wheel, an' it directs the boat pretty much. If you want to go left, you need to turn the wheel right so that the tiller turns the same and we go left." He demonstrated, pushing the lever into gear before turning the wheel slightly to the right. Sabriel's bow moved left almost instantly.

2015-08-01 22:30:47

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He smirked a little when his hands were held, leaning back against him a little. It's not every day you get to be this mushy and get away with your reputation intact.

"That's confusing and I'll forget it right away. When my PS2 pulled that kind of bullshit on me because I somehow fucked up the controls I always lost. Hey, think they invented that function for sailors? So that they wouldn't be confused when playing video games?" He teased

2015-08-01 22:33:35

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"Nah they just did it to fuck with you." He grinned, nudging his jaw with his nose before placing a small kiss there. He was standing mostly behind Dave now, one hand on his on the wheel as the other one moved to his waist merely to hold for now. "It's not too confusing once you get the hang of it. Right is left an' left is right. You'll get it eventually, you'll probably just fuck up a few times trying to steer left an' go right an' recorrect yourself properly."

2015-08-01 22:36:44

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He grins at the kiss, turning his head, to peck his lips in return. "So I'm a confused first grader again. No, really, I've told you I'm ambidextrous, right? Everybody said the hand you wrote with is your right one, so I thought the right was whatever I wanted it to be. But then again I was also naive enough to think the big apple was the apple juice central, so, no surprise there."

"And where to now? Left? Right?"

2015-08-01 22:40:13

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"If it makes it any better for you, swap your hands over. Criss-cross like. Might help you." He grinned squeezing his hip as he used the grip on Dave's hand to turn the wheel to the left, steering them right. They could only see the faint outline of the mainland right now. "We don't need to be straight with our steering right now, seeing as there's no identifiable marker for you to see so you can steer, but generally make little movements to keep the heading straight."

2015-08-01 22:43:24

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"I think that will only help me fuck up more often, thank you." He laughs, resting his head on the other's shoulder for a couple of seconds.

"Okay, but if we end up in Europe by accident and our retirement house fantasy turns into an illegal emigrants one, I'm blaming that on you." He teases, holding the wheel a bit more firmly.

2015-08-01 22:46:21

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"It'll take us a few months to sail to Europe Dave, you're not gonna steer us that wrong." He laughed against his neck, turning his head again so he could press little kisses to the corner of his jaw. "An' who says that an illegal emigrants one would be worse then a retirement house fantasy. I think it'd be more exciting." He grinned, kissing at his neck again.

"No need to throttle the wheel Dave, you don't need to grip it for dear life."

2015-08-01 22:50:18

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"You never know dude. Not until you see people kissing each other's cheeks left and right, and then you'll think fuck, Dave, I think this is not America." He smiled wider, letting himself relax further against Eridan.

He snorts with laughter, shrugging. "Probably so, who knows, and if we can be illegal emigrant wrinkly people in a few years, all the better." He bit his lip again as his neck was kissed, baring it for him by tilting his head the other way.

"Not throttling anything, just holding." He nudges him with his shoulder, smirking.

2015-08-01 22:53:40

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"You do realise you get Europeans in America who follow their home countries' traditions? There might be people kissing someone else on both cheeks in America." He laughed, fingers tapping randomly at his hip.

"It'd be more exciting, that's for sure." He was more interested in pressing gentle kisses to his neck instead of steering now, confident in his ability to grab the wheel faster then Dave could screw up. He trailed the kisses down a bit, soft and gentle over his skin.

"You're holding tighter then you need to. The wheel's not going to go crazily spinning out of control like hollywood makes it do. You can lightly grip the wheel Dave, it ain't gonna run off on you."

2015-08-01 22:58:22

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"Oh no, the horror, they're here already, god save us all and our cheeks!" He said in a monotone tone, smirking wider.

"Alright, alright look, I'm letting go." He softened to grip, just resting his hands there. "Then again, if the wheel does to crazily spinning out of control and we do a three sixty, your fault." After that he shut up, content to just smile as he was pampered. He groaned again, soft and low, in the back of his throat, and pressed back against the kisses a little.

2015-08-01 23:02:32

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He snickered, nipping briefly at his neck before soothing it with a kiss.

"It'll be pretty funny if it does though. Imagine that, just, nyoom around in a circle. Not even a tight circle because Sabriel's fucking huge an' it'd just be this giant ass circle in the water." He laughed, pressing kisses along his neck as far as he could reach without moving before trailing the kisses back up to his jaw.

2015-08-01 23:04:36