Rorschach awoke with a jolt, unaware of where he was or how he had gotten there. He jerked his body up, only to have his arms tug violently against knotted rope. He fell back onto the bed, assessing the situation. Both his hands and legs were tied to bedposts, with his legs disturbingly tied so that they were spread very far apart. He tried to pull his knees together, but the ropes were too tight.
But even more disturbing than this was that he was half undressed. His socks and shoes were missing. His pinstriped pants remained on but his overcoat was gone, revealing the white wife beater he wore underneath. His mask remained on, thankfully.
"I never pictured you as a redhead," a voice glided into the noiseless room.
Rorschach pulled as hard as he could at the restraining ropes. He recognized the voice immediately. "Fuck you! Daniel… untie ropes now!" His breathing was rapid and he couldn't help but smell that intoxicating scent. That scent that started this depraved, evil situation.
Daniel walked to the foot of the bed, still wearing just boxers. "Calm down Rorschach," he said quietly.
"Trap. Trap. So stupid. Trusted you. Trusted you!" Rorschach yelled, continuing to pull at his restraints.
Daniel pulled his eyes away. Seeing Rorschach writhe helplessly on his bed was surprisingly endearing, and he could feel his groin hardening. "I'm well aware that this could mean my ultimate demise, but… I just have this inkling that I need this and… that you want this."
"No! No! Don't want this!" Rorschach screamed, pulling one more time on the ropes before collapsing from exhaustion. "Trusted you," he said softly one more time.
"I'm going to need you to trust me just a little longer," Daniel said, crawling onto the bed and settling in the triangle of space between Rorschach's spread legs. "I'm going to show you the point of this… of sex."
"Sex is for whores. Sluts. Pimps," Rorschach argued. "Don't want."
Daniel let his fingers gently tickle their way up the inside of Rorschach's thighs, feeling the masked man jerk uncontrollably. "You don't want this?" Daniel asked, letting his fingers run softly over the large protruding area between Rorschach's legs. "You're body seems to be arguing otherwise."
"No…"
"You're only human Rorschach. We can't help who we're attracted to."
"No compromises Daniel! Can resist. Always resist temptations."
"I know," Daniel whispered. "That's why I'm forcing you. It's the only way to show you. There is bliss and purity in sex. Some of the best feelings of my life were during sex, especially if it's with someone I love."
"Stop." Rorschach demanded. "Daniel… please."
"I'll go slow," Daniel reassured. "What are you so afraid of? I'm not going to hurt you."
"Afraid of sin. Don't want to become scum."
"You're afraid you'll like it?" Daniel asked, moving his hands up Rorschach's stomach, feeling the tight, sculpted muscles beneath the thin shirt. Rorschach's chest deflated, trying to escape from Daniel's touch, but it was no use.
"No…" Rorschach said quietly. "Know I'll like it."
A small smile spread across Daniel's face and he moved his body up so that he was straddling Rorschach now. He leaned down to Rorschach's ear and he could feel the man stiffen greatly beneath him. "Then just enjoy it," he whispered.
Daniel sat back up, looking down at his ex-partner. The stillness made Rorschach uncomfortable and he turned his face away.
Daniel chuckled. "You turn your face away when I can't even see it in the first place." Gently, Daniel let his fingers grip the bottom of Rorschach's mask, feeling the man jump beneath him.
"No, Daniel. Not my face," Rorschach said. "Leave it."
"I just…" Daniel said, continuing to lift the fabric and revealing the hard stubble on his friend's chin. Once the mask had reached over Rorschach's top lip, Daniel stopped. "See? No more than usual. I see this much when you eat my food."
"Why?" Rorschach asked.
"So I can do this," Daniel answered, licking his lips. He leaned down and gently let his lips touch Rorschach's. It was a simple, closed-mouth kiss because Daniel didn't want to ask too much of his friend.
Rorschach pulled away slightly, but allowed the other man's lips to touch his own. It was his first kiss. And it was with another man… with Daniel. The second time Daniel came in, his lips were partially parted, allowing his hot breathe to cascade over Rorschach's mouth. Again he accepted the lips, doing nothing to neither tempt nor resist.
Surprisingly, Rorschach tasted good. His lips tasted sweet, like the sugar cubes he was always popping in his mouth. When Daniel was through with Rorschach's mouth, he let his cheek rub up against the hard stubble, feeling the little hairs dig into his soft skin. He let his hot breath run over Rorschach's exposed neck and the masked man squirmed slightly at the sensations the heat was causing him.
Daniel used his hands to lift Rorschach's shirt up to his neck, exposing the vigilante's stomach and chest. Just as expected, Rorschach small body was toned and muscular. Lowering his face, Daniel let his mouth cover one of Rorschach's protruding nipples. The first tongue flip made the masked vigilante moan and Daniel couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.
Rorschach bit at his bottom lip, disgusted with himself for letting such a lustful sound escape his mouth. He would not let another escape, but when Daniel let his teeth gently bite onto his nipple, Rorschach was forced to let a quivering exhale escape.
His groin was so tight, tighter than it had ever been before. He found himself unwillingly lifting his hips upward, trying to release the pressure against Daniel's body. Once he realized what he was doing though, he stopped immediately, forcing his groin to stay still and throb on its own. This only lasted a second though, and he let out a reluctant whimper as his hips jumped again. He needed release. He just didn't know how to get it.
"I think you're ready," Daniel said softly against Rorschach's chest. Moving down between Rorschach's legs again, Daniel worked at the pant's button and zipper, finally pulling them down.
The constraints of his pants and underwear were gone, and Rorschach felt better immediately. He glanced down. He had never seen himself so erect. It made his stomach lurch, and he had to look away.
"Daniel," Rorschach breathed out. "It hurts."
Daniel smirked. "I'll fix that." He opened his mouth and, starting at the bottom, let his tongue slowly run up the length of Rorschach's exposed cock.
At this, Rorschach let out more of a scream than a moan and his back arched violently. His tied hands gripped furiously onto the bedposts.
Daniel took that as a good sign for him to continue, and so he allowed his tongue to swirl around the head of Rorschach's cock, tasting the pre-cum that was situated there. Daniel brought his hand to the underside of the other man's cock and massaged the testicles there.
Rorschach was breathing very heavily, as if he were hyperventilating and his body shifted wantonly against the bedcovers. "Holy… shit. Daniel…" At first the words irked Rorschach, because he couldn't seem to be able to control them, but after Daniel had been sucking on his cock for a couple seconds, he didn't care what came out of his mouth.
Daniel was getting into a pretty quick rhythm and Rorschach felt this strange building of tension in his legs and stomach. Sweat ran freely down every part of his body and his chest lifted and fell rapidly. "Daniel… Daniel."
Suddenly there was this intense, glorious feeling that ran through every cell of Rorschach's body and he felt himself explode into his friend's mouth. His body continued to jerk with tremors as Daniel gave his last lick.
After a moment, the breathing settled and the lust was calmed.
Daniel watched his friend, wondering if it would be safer just to leave him tied up on his bed. If he let Rorschach go, he'd be dead. Whether Rorschach enjoyed it or not, it was still wildly against his will and he wouldn't forgive Daniel for that.
"Untie me," Rorschach said.
"Rorschach," Daniel began. "I hope you understand that I was trying to help you. If you want to hurt me… kill me…"
"Untie me!" Rorschach screamed.
Daniel sighed, lifting his body and untying Rorschach's right arm. Once untied, Rorschach hastily untied his other arm, leaving only his feet bound.
Rorschach sat up and there was a moment of pure tension that ran through the two men. Daniel was too scared to even move off the bed.
Rorschach's fingers went to the hem of his mask and hesitated there.
"I'm sorry Rorschach…" Daniel said nervously.
Suddenly the fingers tightened around the hem and flew upward, yanking the mask off completely. Daniel jumped at the suddenness and was shocked to find, no longer Rorschach, but Walter Kovacs in front of him. Bright, vibrant red hair sprang from Walter's head and slitty eyes stared mercilessly back at Daniel.
Walter's hand shot up quickly and grasped the back of Daniel's neck, pulling the Nite Owl into his body. They're lips met for a third time, but this time with exploring tongues included. Daniel was knocked off balance by the force of Rorschach's pull and the ex-vigilante fell on top of his friend. Walter's mouth was eager, demanding Daniel's tongue to obey to his.
Daniel was so turned on by the sudden turn of events that any part of his body was willing to obey Walter's powerful will. Daniel could feel the hardened abdominal muscles against his own stomach, and his groin rubbed roughly against Walter's leg.
Walter gripped brutally onto the hair on the back of Daniel's head, pulling Daniel up and away from him. Walter leaned down untied one of his legs, Daniel doing the honors on the other one.
Now Daniel had one of the most renowned lunatics kneeling on his bed, half undressed and very agitated.
"Very bad, Daniel. Very bad." Walter said.
"Rorschach, wait," Daniel pleaded, but Walter had already shoved him so hard that he fell off the bed backwards and landed heavily on the floor.
Walter was up and back into Rorschach before Daniel could even get his bearings.
"Rorschach please!" Daniel yelled. "We can talk about this."
But Rorschach had already slipped out of the bedroom.
"Rorschach! You'll come back right?" Daniel yelled, trying to get to his feet. "I'll see you again, right?"
The only response Daniel received was the loud slam of his already broken front door.
