Watchmen (Super Sentai) Five Kink Meme
Rules of the meme:
1. Anonymously(or not, because we seem to have stopped following this rule) 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 ( Read more... )
"Really, Dani! Your arms are getting mannish, and what have I said about wearing brown to everything?"
Dani rolls her eyes and knocks back her fifth glass. "Whatever, I'll be able to rescue myself when the Martians come."
"Danielle's arms are not mannish."
"Well of course you don't think so, dear."
Wanda bristles and tipsy as she's getting, Dani interposes herself and gets the woman to tell them all about her plastic surgeries until it's time to listen to interminable speeches. She squeezes Wanda's hand in apology, and smiles a little when she flushes scarlet. God help her, but her partner is adorable. And so protective.
Endearing as it is, that protectiveness becomes a problem later. There's a game of keep-away with the guest of honor's gold pen, and eventually Dani tucks it into her cleavage. Nathan is drunk enough to go after it, and she laughs, reminded of similar adventures years ago. Of course, being half-sloshed on champagne, she misses a few tiny but crucial danger signals from Wanda. At least Nathan isn't hurt. A bit breathless from being so forcefully placed with his back against the wall, but not hurt. There's a pause in the action, some laughter and a smattering of applause, and Wanda flushes up to her hair and disappears into the bathroom.
Dani sighs, wobbling up. "Okay, I gotta go calm her down."
"Oh, who am I to stand in zee vay of troo lahff?"
"You're a dumbass, Nate." She kisses the top of his head and goes after Wanda, who is of course locked in the last stall. "You all right?"
"Yes. Very sorry."
"Oh, please. This bunch of degenerates hardly noticed."
"...Will stay here until it's time to leave, if that's all right with you." Her voice is small, but very determined, and Dani chuckles. "C'mon, let's leave right now." A moment later, the door creaks open. Wanda walks very tall and stares straight ahead with fierce eyes, and Dani exchanges random farewells the whole way out, ignoring Nathan mouthing fuck her like you just got out of prison! Luckily, Wanda doesn't notice, and the cab ride home is full of a silence mostly comfortable.
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"You're a godsend and don't ever forget it." Dani stretches and yawns, beaming. "Now I can get out of this dress and work on Archie. And you don't have to put up with surgery-addicted social climbers."
"Hurm."
Danielle yawns again. "You hungry?"
"...A little."
It's a testament to how well Dani knows her partner that she takes the admission for what it means, orders two large pizzas, and says nothing when Wanda accounts for most of one herself, getting sauce all over her shirt. Her dress is safely rolled up and tucked away again, Dani's hanging in the closet. She laughs suddenly, and Wanda looks up from her fifth slice, blinking. "Just thinking that we're back to our comfortable, dowdy selves."
Wanda chuckles, devouring the rest of her slice in three massive bites. "Doesn't matter what you wear, Danielle."
"What, it's hopeless?"
Wanda flushes until she matches her hair. "No. Very beautiful."
"...Oh." It's her turn to blush, and she coughs. "Thanks. So, uh. You done? We should put this away since penicillin makes a horrible pizza topping." Wanda nods, and watches as Danielle shuffles it all into the same box and crams it into the fridge.
"Thank you for the food."
"Of course! Hell, thanks for coming with me tonight."
"Welcome."
There's nothing more to say, so they head down to the Nest, Dani plunging into Archie's innards, repairing and tuning to her heart's content as her partner hunches over her journal and the vast and arcane collection of clippings she keeps in a shoebox. It's almost absurdly domestic, and Dani smiles.
Danielle is humming as she works. It's a pleasant sound, but that fact alone makes Wanda tense. She should have left by now, because every second in Danielle's presence makes Wanda want her more. And of course Danielle has to upgrade to singing right now. Her voice is low and strangely sweet and Wanda is captivated just like every other time. She sets her notebook down, coming closer to hear better.
"Good sense, innocence, cripplin' and kind/ Dead kings, many things I can't define." Psychedelic trash, but with an insistent, flowing tune that suits her. "Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushes your mind. Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme." She taps the rhythm with crescent wrenches, little silver sounds rising up from Archie's bowels. The song halts as Wanda gets closer, and for a dizzy moment she thinks Danielle has heard her thoughts. "Hey, Wanda?"
"Yes?"
"Gimme a hand here?" She is sprawled full length on the floor, panels taken up and set aside, her arm hidden from the shoulder on. Wanda crouches beside her, trying to see.
"I think your arm'll fit better than mine." She pulls out of the darkness. "There's a tiny component I need to get out, but my meaty paws can't manage."
This is how Wanda ends up on her belly, scrabbling for the piece, clumsy fingers in the cool dark. Danielle is so close she can hardly bear it, and the moment stretches on forever. She realizes that it's actually been a while when Danielle softly asks if she can find it.
"Can't," she admits, and then Danielle is pressed against her back, one hand sliding along Wanda's arm, to find her hand and guide it.
"No, a little higher... there."
Wanda slides her arm out and sets the piece on the floor with a metallic click. Danielle's breasts are soft against her back and there's too much warmth and closeness. She croaks, and tries to roll away but somehow they're tangled and she ends up facing Danielle who's still too close and then they're kissing even if Wanda isn't very good at it and she can't breathe and doesn't want to. She's not even sure if she remembers how because she's burning and lost and just whimpers into her partner's mouth. She can't stop herself, and plunges ahead so she won't have to think.
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