Watchmen Kink Meme 4: The Fab, Fantastic Four
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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... )
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... )
Warm arcs of pain (pleasure?) sparked through him with every movement of her hands. She was only touching a few square inches of him at any time but he could feel it everywhere - down his legs, through his fingers, up into his scalp. Unknowingly his breathing synched with hers as she moved above him.
Dan just watched them, amazed Walter had finally agreed to this. It spoke as much to the level of Walter's discomfort as it did to Laurie's bullheaded determination. Touching was always an uneasy subject, requiring negotiations and reassurances that would give a diplomat fits even when it was Walter initiating it. Laurie often likened it to dealing with a stray dog (though never in Walter's earshot), always having to make sure he didn't turn and attack at a wrong move. But now he lay still under her, and his willingly vulnerable position was doing all sorts of interesting things to their rapt audience.
Dan himself knew only the barest basics of giving a massage - mostly shoulder-rubs with a date that would hopefully lead to something more. Watching Laurie work on Walter gave him an entirely new perspective on this activity. She was frowning in concentration and exertion, trying to undo damage and offer comfort. It reminded Dan of the serious need for this, and of his responsibility to learn. Not that it wasn't enjoyable, too… Right now Laurie's ponytail had slipped down over one shoulder, and every now and then she leaned close enough for it to drift along Walter's skin. The contrast of her hands' firm, controlled movements with the feather-light brush of her hair over Walter's muscular form was distinctly pleasurable to watch. To feel, as well, if Walter's reactions were any indication. He was trying to stifle himself, but Laurie's persistent instructions for him to let himself breathe and relax meant that the occasional groan or sigh briefly escaped.
"Unh - Dan." His attention snapped back to Laurie as she sat up to brush her bangs off her forehead for a moment. "I think I need to give you a turn, before you need to work on us both. You ready?"
"S-sure…" He moved closer and tried not to be too fascinated by the sight of Walter's almost drugged expression, or the way his flushed skin shone with the massage oil. "Where do you want me?"
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The imagery here is beautiful. Lush and descriptive, I was right there with Laurie. Then you switch to Dan's POV and I'm mentally counting freckles.
Any chance, if I beg real pretty, Walter will have to return the favor? On Laurie? While Dan instructs?
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He winced at how suggestive that sounded, but Laurie only cast him a sidelong look with an arch smile. "Just get settled on Walter's other side. How're you doing, Walter?" she murmured, leaning in close.
"Rrnn…"
Laurie grinned over at Dan, still addressing Walter. "We're going to need something more specific than that… how's your shoulder feeling?"
"Mh," Walter stirred slightly. "Feels… itchy now."
"Under the skin?" She tried a stroking press against the spot.
He grunted an affirmative, squirming slightly.
"Ok," she soothed, still letting her hands glide over him, "we'll keep working on that. Sounds like your nerve endings are awake again, at least." She looked over to Dan. "Get comfortable, make sure your hands are warm, and get some oil. Ok, follow my movements for a minute."
Walter had only enough time to process that sentence before he had two sets of hands running down his back. He moaned as they covered him, digging into his skin. He could actually feel individual muscle fibers shifting under their touch, sometimes painfully but never enough for him to want it to stop. Laurie's small, sharp hands were finding every knot he hadn't known he'd had, and now Dan's broader, calloused ones shadowed in heavier yet gentler counterpoint. They worked in tandem, their hands moving in smooth, symmetrical patterns over his back that flowed and changed faster than Walter could follow them.
Gradually Laurie eased back until Dan was doing the work on his own. The basic idea was easy enough, and he did what he could to soothe the flesh under his hands. The faint moans and hitches in Walter's breathing guided him even as they conspired with the oil's slickness to distract him. It at least helped - in a backward sort of way - that he could feel the tension that still marred the symmetry of Walter's back. There was no way Walter could deny now that anything had been wrong before - the evidence was literally under Dan's hands. "Jesus, Walter, Laurie was right… how could you even move like this?" He shook his head.
"No wonder you've been in such a horrible mood," Laurie half-joked as she wiped her hands with the towel from the dresser. She knelt by the bed to stroke Walter's hair. "Stop scowling at me, you're supposed to be relaxing."
Walter had a scathing retort poised to let fly, but Dan's thumbs pressed up and in just so, reducing whatever he'd been about to say to a low whine.
Laurie's smile was knowing, but not unkind. "There, see? Just let us do this for you." Her fingers toyed with his hair and Walter let himself close his eyes.
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She'd never really done this before - just touched Walter for the sake of touching him. For one thing, he was never relaxed enough to accept it. When he wasn't decrying the things they did together as perverse (even though he obviously enjoyed them), he was simply pulling into himself, away from any contact whatsoever. It took her a long time to see the same thing that Dan did; that the reason Walter held them at bay so fiercely was because he wanted them both so damn much. The first time they'd kissed had been a revelation, and the low, needy sound he'd made had almost sent her over the edge right on the spot.
Now she indulged herself with light scratches along Walter's scalp and gentle tugs on his curls. She was still helping him relax, technically speaking - just in a different way. Besides, he seemed to be too caught up in what Dan was doing to worry about her. At that thought she realized with a small twinge of guilt that she hadn't checked on her pupil to see how he was doing and shifted her focus. She needn't have worried; Dan had begun with brow furrowed in concentration and nervousness, but now his face was almost serene. He seemed to be in a near-trance as he moved, hands exploring and probing in a seamless glide. She'd only seen that look when he was especially absorbed, whether it was working with a complex piece of machinery or when he was making love. And I guess this is both, she thought with a sudden grin.
Dan was fascinated by the slide of Walter's skin under his hands, aware of the muscles underneath for what felt like the first time. By now he knew each scar and freckle on the surface by heart - he could even name where nearly every one of the former came from - but here was the foundation beneath all of that. He was following the paths of understructure in Walter's back and discovering its form... discovering him in a whole new way.
Walter could feel Dan's touch studying him, learning how things worked and figuring out how to fix them like he always did. He'd always admired Dan's mechanical skills. Watching him, especially his hands, steady and precise with his various inventions, had been a guilty pleasure for a long time. Now he was the focus of those hands, like a machine Dan was trying to put right again, and they were as careful and sure in their work as he'd always imagined them to be. He burned and ached where Dan's hands slid along him, and the care he could feel in his and Laurie's touch on him was almost more than he could stand.
"W-Walter?" Dan's soft, uncertain whisper floated to him. "I need to reach... there's a big knot here and-I need to straddle you, okay?" Walter tensed, but Dan was quick to reassure, "I'll be good, I promise." His words were light, almost teasing, but a promise all the same.
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He mustered a nod, eyes still closed because he could keep them closed, he told himself. This was all right. It was good. He could trust.
One of Dan's hands slid away while the other moved to the center of his back, barely touching and leaving a shiver in its wake. The mattress shifted as Dan leaned up, and then dipped where Dan placed his foot to kneel over him. The hand on his back was steady, gentle. It lifted briefly and was followed by the whisper of Dan warming more oil between his palms. Both hands returned, thumbs aligning low under his ribcage and then pressed, firm and deep. His breath hitched, caught, and then sobbed out of him as Dan's weight bore down, pinning without threat, finding every hurt and slowly pushing it into and through and out of him again and again.
Walter's jaw was slack, his eyes pressed closed and the sounds coming from him were... amazing. Guiltily, Laurie realized this was really turning her on as another shuddering groan from Walter set her stomach to doing flip-flops. Dan was being true to his word, only allowing his hands to touch Walter and doing his best to apply what he'd learned from Laurie's brief lesson. That made it even better somehow - or worse, as she remembered this wasn't supposed to be a seduction just as Walter cried out again. Dan was having the same problem, if the tented front of his sweatpants was any indication. Hell with it, she decided. She could still enjoy the show.
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...Hot. So hot.
As the kind of evil bitch that has used a good massage to seduce the sweet, innocent, unsuspecting, man-beasts before...
I am so in love with you right now!
Seriously. So freaking awesome.
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