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... )
Dan had recognized him immediately. That was his partner, Rorschach, strapped to the bed. Dan was absolutely certain of it. It had been an easy recognition, bought on from years of identifying him in the dark, sewing up deep, scar-rendering wounds, and surreptitious studying that sturdy little body of his. He would know his partner anywhere.
But what the hell was Rorschach doing here, practically naked and strapped to a bed, hardly batting a figurative eyelash when Leslie, a woman that he vehemently hated, crawled atop him and teased him so brazenly? "Wait, Leslie, hold on." He took a few steps after and she waited for him to catch up. He looked over her shoulder to see that the door was shut before asking. "What have you done to him?" he asked carefully, no accusation in his voice, because you didn't make it out of Twilight Lady's claws unscathed.
"Nothing," she told him honestly, then added, "yet," and winked.
"You haven't drugged him or-or--" His words trailed off as she shook her head in the negative. "How did you get him?" Dan asked incredulously, shifting uncomfortably as desire coursed through him wildly.
"I had my men pick him up off the street," she replied, her fingernails trailing dizzying patters down his chest. "I think this gentleman is a bit little smaller than Rorschach, but other than that, I think he'll suit you just fine, though he's a little timid." She whispered seductively and removing his goggles and shoving back his cowl.
"Timid," Dan whispered, snorting and shaking his head. Either Rorschach was drugged, in one of those eerily calmed rages of his, or Dan's mind had only conjured recognition because the simple fact of the matter was, Dan did want Rorschach. And from the way Leslie made it sound, she didn't have a clue as to who she might have potentially captured for his fantasy. That, or she was toying with him, and knew quite well the reality of the situation. He wouldn't put it past her brilliant little mind.
"Rorschach's not timid," Dan said finally, carefully observing her response.
She simply pouted and dragged her nails hard against his back where she had wiggled her hands into his suit. "Ooh, but surely you can look past that, can't you? I had so hoped to watch you enjoy your new toy, Ducky. I think..." She grinned and leaned in towards him, whispering provocatively against his ear. "I think he's a virgin. Nearly so, at least. I haven't had much of a chance to play with him and I thought, perhaps, if would like to--"
"I do," Dan nodded in earnest, agreeing breathlessly. "But I... Can I do it alone? I--" He swallowed thickly as her face fell, but before she could say no, he added, "I know you have surveillance in every single room of this joint. You can watch. I just want him to myself. Just this once, all right? And no perfume or aphrodisiacs or anything. Please?" He steadied his voice, trying to impose a little bit of authority.
Leslie smiled and brushed a finger down his cheek an kissed the cleft in his chin. "Since you said the magic word." She winked at him and Dan felt his knees shaking with the rest of him. "I understand that you want your first time to be special. Don't have too much fun without me, Daniel."
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