A/N: Piggy here. So I was informed by a loyal reviewer that my smut scenes were too short and lacking in descriptive flavor. SO. At the expense of speed, I have done my best to draw this scene out like Laffy Taffy. I hope this is better. Please pardon the relativity joke, I was in Physics class when I wrote the beginning of this scene. Next chapter will be plot. Love you all, enjoy!
Chapter XII
"So. Rorschach."
Walter was leaning against Daniel's bedroom door, nursing a steaming mug of hot chocolate, topped by a heap of marshmallows.
Daniel looked up from his ornithological journal warily.
"…could call me that again. I wouldn't mind," Walter mumbled, hiding his expression by taking a long sip from the mug. Daniel's cock hardened so fast he was tempted to check and see if it was any shorter.
"Oh, yeah? Will you wear the gloves too?" Daniel asked teasingly.
"Gloves?" Walter asked, the crease in his forehead deepened as he furrowed his brows.
"Rorschach wears leather gloves. It's…a turn on." Daniel admitted, wringing the abandoned journal on his lap to keep his hands away from his pleading groin.
"I could wear gloves," Walter decided after a moment, "if you do…" he chewed his lips, suddenly very interested in the wren emblazoned on his mug.
"Suck you off?" Figures his voice would crack, Daniel thought bitterly, the one time he wanted to sound seductive.
"Yeah." Walter whispered, now holding the mug with both hands. Daniel could see his shoulders quivering with nervous energy. If he hadn't been so incredibly aroused, Daniel would've wondered what Walter thought of a man who kept purple leather gloves in his nightstand.
Setting his mug on the nightstand, Walter padded to the side of the bed and accepted the gloves. He studied them for a moment, running his pale fingers over the seams in the gloves. Daniel watched him; the light on the nightstand did no favors for his craggy facial structure, but it did throw his rippling musculature into sharper contrast. Daniel was fixated on the shifting tendons, appearing for a moment only to submerge beneath the muscle again.
Walter drew the gloves on, finger by finger, and squeezed his hands into fists a few times, stretching the leather around his knuckles. Daniel wondered how the squeak of leather could be so erotic. Realizing Daniel was watching him, Walter looked up, staring at him with sudden self-consciousness.
Daniel swung his legs over the side of the bed and, hooking his fingers into Walter's belt loops, drew the ginger between his knees. Walter kissed him softly as if asking a question and the hair on Daniel's arms stood up when Walter's leather-sheathed fingers brushed the back of his neck.
Sleek, warm leather slid over his collarbones to the front of his shirt and started to work the buttons from their loops. Daniel's breathing was preposterously loud in the quiet bedroom.
Daniel rose, taking Walter's shoulders, and spun him around. Walter's lips seemed fused with his as Daniel pushed him down onto the bed and crawled on top of him. Daniel's shirt, finally open, slid off his shoulders and pooled on the floor. The purple gloves slid across Daniel's ribs and traced the outline of the ropes of muscle in his back.
Daniel had to fight to keep his eyes from rolling back in his head. Walter was watching so intently Daniel imagined friction burns on his skin.
"You…really like this," Walter said wonderingly as he slid a gloved index finger over Daniel's nipple and the taller man shuddered violently.
"How…how could you tell?" Daniel joked as he worked Walter's shirt from the waistband of his pants and peeled open the button and zipper, exposing Walter's cock to the open air. Walter gasped at the change in temperature and Daniel kissed the head of his cock fondly before leaving it to suffer. Walter protested, but Daniel was much too interested in the shifting stomach muscles to listen. Impatiently, Walter rolled them over and ground his cock impatiently against Daniel's still-clothed hips.
Daniel clamped an arm around Walter's ass and held him still while he ran the corner of his thumbnail down Walter's spine.
Walter sealed his lips over Daniel's mouth, breathing loudly through his nose. Daniel took pity on him and wrapped his hand around Walter's cock, returning the kiss and running his tongue over chocolate-stained teeth. The gloves, slick with sweat, slipped over Daniel's arms and one gripped the hand working Walter's cock and pulled it back. The gloves settled on Daniel's shoulders and pushed him down between Walter's legs. Daniel couldn't hold back a chuckle.
Walter's penchant for sweets had lent his cum a sweet flavor and Daniel laved his tongue over Walter's slit. Walter gasped and his gloves twisted into Daniel's hair, tugging on his scalp painfully. Daniel pinched the tendons in Walter's wrist enough to make his grip ease and then obliged him, sliding Walter's cock entirely into his mouth and hollowing his cheeks.
Walter could not hold back a shout and he bucked up against Daniel. Daniel gagged and had to draw back to rub his throat. Walter sat up, eyes wide with concern. "It's…fine. It's fine." Daniel said, feeling like he was 16 again, fumbling through his first make-out with a gawky track girl. He was blushing to the roots of his hair. "Sorry."
Walter was chewing his lips, by now a tell-tale sign that he was nervous about something. Daniel kissed him, sliding his hands over Walter's cheeks to smooth away the blossoming lines of concern. Trying to regain his dignity, Daniel returned to Walter's cock, this time holding his hips down. Walter was silent, his hands knotted in the duvet, and Daniel cursed inside his head.
Daniel's tongue started working over time, finding the protruding veins and tracing them, trying fervently to coax Walter' cock back to hardness. Remember the spike of pleasure the occasional (very gentle) scrape of teeth had shot up his spine, Daniel let his teeth nick the underside of Walter's cock. Walter hissed and his hands tightened convulsively as he tried to keep his hips down. Satisfied that Walter wasn't feeling guilty anymore, Daniel began to bob his head, working his tongue around the head and then sliding back down and sucking against the base.
"Daniel…please," Walter gasped, and when his gloves slid over Daniel's scalp, Daniel decided he could hold Walter s hips with one hand and he raised the other to fondle Walter's balls. Walter's back was arched, displaying his taught physique; Daniel drank him in.
It was only when Walter came with a hoarse cry and shook under Daniel's mouth and hands that Daniel realized he hadn't thought about Rorschach once. He'd thought about a compact redhead who'd been dealt a bad hand, who loved the taste of chocolate, who had eyes like ice, who was shy and sensitive and reacted like a gun had gone off when he was touched.
Walter, sat up, his eyes were still glazed in the aftershocks of pleasure, and kissed Daniel fiercely. His slippery gloves ran over Daniel's sides and slid to his ass. Daniel jerked against him and Walter braced one hand in the small of his back, the other running to his cock. The feel of leather on his cock almost tipped Daniel over the edge, but he managed to hold out for a few strokes before he sank his teeth into Walter's shoulder and came.
Walter sat back, looking at the splatter of cum on his stomach; Daniel couldn't read his expression. Walter slid a violet finger through the cum and sucked it into his mouth. Daniel watched him rapturously. Seeing him watching, Walter popped the finger out of his mouth and said "you taste bitter. Like coffee."
Daniel kissed him.
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