Watchmen Kink Meme 3. Weeeeeeee.
Rules of the meme:
1. Anonymously post a pairing and prompt you would like to see written. Since this is a kink meme, there is supposted to be a kink involved, but normal well-written prompts should work just as well.
2. Anonymous will respond to your post and write it for you! Art and such is also acceptable/awesome. Multiple people may respond to ( Read more... )
Laurel has a dress that quickly becomes his favorite - it’s for winter wear and hides enough of his body to be comfortable. It’s black with a high neck; there are slits down the side which run up to his thigh, but the hem falls around his ankles. It’s sleeveless; there are long gloves to match and keep heat. He’s never seen her wear it (and if he is not careful, considers it his). There’s been no occasion for her to wear it - that’s her explanation to Dan when they are doing a spring cleaning and he asks why she hasn’t given it away.
“I like it,” she explains, tugging at the neck, “but there’s just not been a reason to wear it yet.” She looks at Walter suddenly, just looks - and there is no expression there, no accusation, but he has to bite down on the bitter panic that works into his chest.
But she can’t know. She looks away, shrugs at Daniel, smiles. Her hand trails down and then is gone.
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They’re out renting movies, which Walter is sure gives him at least half an hour. He strips himself away and disappears into the dress, stroking at the exposed line of his neck (pulse thrumming) with gloved fingertips. The smooth fabric brushes at his legs as he walks down the hallway to the living room; the carpet is soft against his bare feet. He wants to disappear into the sensation of dark silk and become something else, something new. He can’t. That is one thing that he is still learning to accept.
He’s going to vacuum - they trust him with that, although he’s ruined two vacuums by running them over the cord and a third by getting so frustrated at it that he carried it down to the ocean (walking the full 10 miles to get there and back, sufficiently panicking them) and threw it in. They act odd when he does things like vacuum, though he reasons it’s only fair that he work in some way under their roof. Working, at least, keeps his focus away from the way the dress clings down his body. It makes the untouchable distance seem easier to bear.
He’s not finished when they come home, laughing; the fact that he hears them before seeing them does him no good. The nearest window has been stuck shut ever since they moved in and the only door leads out to the living room - straight to them - and he’s in the spare bedroom; there’s no clothes in here; he can’t, they can’t, not -
Kicking the vacuum out of the room as a distraction, he slams the door shut and braces his body against it.
Immediately after that he realizes it would’ve been much wiser to let them discover him without fuss. (Laurel’s yelling (worried) and Daniel’s leaning against the door (worried) and the moment of panic is now a hot wash of shame and he’s shivering.)
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