[The world has ended and Sollux cares less than he ever thought possible. He and Feferi sleep together in a bath tub filled with sopor slime, because they hadn't figured out how to alchemitize actual pods yet. But even if it's cramped and he wakes up sore in strange places every evening, that doesn't really matter. There's a fish girl who inexplicably pities him curled up in the thick slime covering his chest, adorably asleep with her fins brushing against his skin as she gently sways to push the goo through her gills to provide more oxygen. She's not awake, but it seems like that's a natural thing, like the way land trolls breathe naturally in sopor slime.]
[He doesn't really want to wake her, and he's in no hurry to climb out of the bathtub of goop, so Sollux just slides a hand back into the slime and gently runs his fingers over her naked shoulders and back. She's so beautiful it actually hurts a little, so he blinks and sinks back into the slime a little bit so he can get his arms around her.]
[She has so much she has to do, such a hard job in their old world and now so much to do here, far away from anything resembling an ocean and pulled from her lusus, and he pities her for that, pities her for her failed moiraillegiance with an asshole and for being hunted by her own ancestor. But on some level, the affection and mating fondness he feels for her doesn't seem to come entirely from pity- she's just so stunning and wonderful he wants to be in her presence, always.]
[So he leans down and presses his face into the slime to kiss her on the top of the head with the tiniest of sad smiles. She's too good for him.]
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Date: 2011-12-24 06:59 am (UTC)[He doesn't really want to wake her, and he's in no hurry to climb out of the bathtub of goop, so Sollux just slides a hand back into the slime and gently runs his fingers over her naked shoulders and back. She's so beautiful it actually hurts a little, so he blinks and sinks back into the slime a little bit so he can get his arms around her.]
[She has so much she has to do, such a hard job in their old world and now so much to do here, far away from anything resembling an ocean and pulled from her lusus, and he pities her for that, pities her for her failed moiraillegiance with an asshole and for being hunted by her own ancestor. But on some level, the affection and mating fondness he feels for her doesn't seem to come entirely from pity- she's just so stunning and wonderful he wants to be in her presence, always.]
[So he leans down and presses his face into the slime to kiss her on the top of the head with the tiniest of sad smiles. She's too good for him.]