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... )
The smaller man huddles over his feast like a dog guarding his bone from hovering predators. Daniel watches as his hands work meticulously spinning the bone on the tips of his fingers as his mouth works to seperate meat from bone. He catches the gleam of his teeth when his lips pull back, the swipe of his tounge to catch stray barbeque sauce on his cheek. He doesn't eat huridly like it's a necessary and unpleasent chor as Dan is use to seeing. Instead each bite is slow, savoring, with a carefulness Nite Owl has only seen Rorschach use when stitching up wounds.
"You enjoying yourself, buddy?" Dan asks smiling. The noises Rorschach is making border on the erotic. Rorschach looks up at him and his mouth stops to grimace.
He makes a noise that Daniel is all too familliar with - a low "hurm" that he's put to name by now. "Have always liked barbeque," The short vigilante grunts out and looks back at his plate as if talking is deturing him from what he'd much rather be doing. "Economic conditions don't allow me the pleasure often. Haven't had it in a while."
Dan gives his own little hum and leans back in his chair, pleased with himself. He expects Rorschach to go back to eating - there are still three ribs left for him just sitting there - but the other man takes to staring at him through his inkblots and frowning.
"What?" Dan asks, his face lax in an innocent smile.
Rorschach's mouth moves in a quiet grumble, the words obviously building like acid in his throat. "something amusing in the way I eat?"
"No." Daniel shrugs. "I'm just happy is all."
"Happy what?"
Daniel stares right back into the swirling blots that are the uperhalf of his friend's face. Does he really have to spell it out? "Uh, happy for you? That I could make you happy?" He stops and thinks about how odd he sounds. "I'm just glad you have /something/ you're happy about." He sticks with instead. "I almost thought you were incapable of happiness."
Rorschach grunts dismissively, blowing off Daniel's feelings so not to be touched by them. He returns to his second rib (and how can anyone make something last that long /anyway/? Daniel wonders) and eats it with more haste than the first before returning his attentions to Daniel and the conversation. "Thought you were Jewish, anyway."
"Eh," The owlish man shrugs. "I'm not practicing."
"Still," Rorschach runs his finger across the smooth surface of the bone and sets it aside for the next. "should just hand over all barbequed pork products to me from now on. Can't be too sure."
Daniel smiles and thinks that's something he could do. Rorschach barely lets him help him ever while he does so much for Nite Owl and their partnership. "Sure." He nods. "It's not like I don't let you eat enough as it is."
Rorschach ignores him because he's too involved with his food again but Daniel smiles, happy to have made him happy (even though he knows he'll never admit it).
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Not sure if above is what OP wanted. Writing skills are rusty and creative is not my thing. Not beta or spell check.
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Thank you, kind anon. Thank you.
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