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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Watchmen_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Edward_Blake/Laurie_Juspeczyk
  Character:
      Edward_Blake, Laurie_Juspeczyk, Sally_Jupiter
  Additional Tags:
      Incest, nastiness, me_being_an_awful_person, Daddy_Kink, but_also_just
      straight_actual_incest, Oh_god, I'm_so_fucking_sorry, also_laurie_is
      underage
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-11-02 Words: 2663
****** Another Reason ******
by WattStalf
Summary
     “God, you are so, so beautiful,” he said quietly. “You're so
     beautiful and I'm so fucked up, Jesus Christ...”
Notes
     I'm a terrible person and I know it. Okay, this one takes a similar
     route to my story “First Kiss”, but instead of Sally just showing up
     later, she doesn't show up at all. I took dialogue directly from the
     comic for one of the scenes, but otherwise it goes in a different
     direction.
     I'm really not even sure how I feel about writing this. I'm a
     disgusting, nasty person who loves to write all the taboo, but I
     really don't think Eddie would do something like this, even if he was
     guilty about the whole thing. I think he'd have the self-control to
     resist, but whatever. I wrote it anyway. I'm nasty.
See the end of the work for more notes
“Mother, if you insist on sitting outside like this, then I absolutely won't go
in there!” Laurie said, glaring at the woman in the car with her.
“Oh, Laurie, don't you think you're being a bit unreasonable?” asked Sally,
used to her daughter's little temper tantrums.
“Me? I'm not the one who insisted on bringing my daughter in a limousine to
this silly little meeting!” she argued.
“Now, now, don't let Uncle Nelson hear you say that,” her mother replied. “You
know how excited he is about this. You should at least give it a fair chance,
honey.”
“I'm only saying that I would be much more willing to give it a fair chance if
you'd stop acting like this was an audition or something. I know you couldn't
do anything without an agent, but I'd like to think I can do just fine on my
own.”
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Laurie regretted them. She knew
that bringing up her mother's ex-husband was a hurtful thing to do, and the
look in her eyes upon hearing that was a mixture of pain and anger that she
wasn't used to seeing from the older woman.
“Fine, if you think you're such hot stuff, have fun getting through the night
on your own!” Sally snapped. “You can call me when you're done and we'll see if
I come to pick you up or not!”
“Mom-”
“Go on,” she said, pointing at the door. Laurie knew that there was no arguing
with her when she got like this, and so she got out of the car and went in.
~X~
The meeting was, simply put, a disaster. Not that Laurie had really cared about
its success; she had no real interest in this super hero business, and if this
group didn't work out, perhaps that would give her more of a chance to pursue
what she wanted to do with her life.
But she had not expected the meeting to break up as quickly as it had. She had
just started to fantasize about the mysterious Dr. Manhattan when the Comedian,
some guy who was not quite as old as Nelson, but old enough that Laurie
wondered why he was still doing this, had decided to make a scene. Though she
was frustrated that her train of thought had been interrupted, she could not
deny that most of the things he had said made sense.
Dr. Manhattan's girlfriend had picked up on the eyes Laurie was making at him,
and asked him to leave before she could introduce herself. She knew that
nothing could come out of approaching him when he was already spoken for, but
her fantasies still ran wild, leaving her wanting something.
What that something was, she didn't know. Preferably, it was Dr. Manhattan, but
that didn't look like much of a possibility now that he was gone. She did not
want to call Sally just yet, so she stood outside and watched the others leave,
irritated with the night as a whole and more horny than she cared to admit.
She desperately needed a smoke. It was a habit she had picked up behind her
mother's back, one of the few secrets she was able to keep from the overbearing
woman. It had not been going on for long, however, and she was still getting
used to some of the details. Such as the fact that she needed to keep a lighter
on her or her cigarettes were completely useless. And, unfortunately for her,
she had forgotten her lighter at home and was stuck without any way to get to a
store, or any money to buy one once she got there. Just her luck.
“Laurel?” she heard a man's voice call out from behind her. She turned to see
the Comedian leaning against a tree, smoking his cigar. “Laurel Jane, is that
right?” When she nodded, he smiled and said, “So, you're Sally's kid?”
“Uh, yeah. Yeah, you're the Comedian.” As he closed the distance between them,
she got a better look at him and realized just how attractive he was. Maybe it
was her desperation for 'something' making her see him differently, but
suddenly the fact that he was older was a plus, suddenly he looked mature,
handsome, strong.
“I caught your act in there,” she continued, trying to fight off a blush. “You
were pretty cool.” She could have smacked herself for how obvious she was
being.
“Well, you don't look like you grew up too bad yourself,” he said. He placed a
finger under her chin, lifting her face up as her heart skipped a beat.
“Here...lemme take a look...heh. Yeah, there's her eyes...even got that funny
little mole. You ain't got her hair, but otherwise, you're like her. A looker.”
“Well, uh, thank you,” she mumbled. Of course, just like everyone else, he was
more interested in her mother than her. No one really cared about Laurie the
person; she was always Laurie, Sally Jupiter's daughter. This man was no
different, but she wanted more than anything to make him see her as something
else. She wanted him, both to satisfy the desire that had taken hold of her
earlier and to prove that she was not just her mother's child.
“Uh, say, I need a cigarette, but I don't have a light. Do you...?” Even if it
he weren't still smoking, everyone had seen his lighter when he had burned
Nelson's map. Not only would she finally get to smoke, but there was no way he
could see her as a child if he knew she did something that grown up.
“Sure. Hey, listen, your mom. She ever talk about me much?” he asked, pulling
out his lighter.
It took all Laurie had not to growl in frustration. Still, he only cared about
her stupid mother! “No, not much,” she said, leaning forward to light her
cigarette. It wasn't a lie; she had only heard him mentioned once or twice, and
only ever listed amongst the other members of the Minutemen.
“Heh, it figures. Here's your light,” said the Comedian, but just as she
started to pull away, the faint spark faded. “Hell, gone out. Here, lemme...”
“It's okay, I'll steady it.” She tried again, and this time, it ignited. She
took a long drag before saying, “There, that's better.”
“I'll say,” he agreed with a chuckle. “Say, where is your mom tonight? She
around?”
Laurie glared at him. “No, she isn't. I'm here by myself. I'm not some kid, you
know.”
He only laughed at that, which infuriated her. “Yeah, I guess you're not, huh?
Man, how the time flies. I remember when your mom-”
“Can we please stop talking about her?” she snapped.
Still, the man laughed as he said, “Alright, alright, whatever the little lady
wants. So, Laurel, what do  you  wanna talk about?”
“It's just Laurie,” she replied. “I wanna talk about you. What's your name? You
know mine, so it's only fair...”
“Edward Blake, though, like you, I prefer nicknames. Call me Eddie.”
“Alright, Eddie, what brings you here tonight? I mean, you seemed pretty
against the whole idea in there, so why bother coming out in the first place?”
she asked.
“Dunno. Curious, I guess. I wanted to see what the new generation looked like.”
Eddie smirked at her, and she felt a dull ache growing between her legs. As
annoying as she found him, she still wanted him, and quite badly.
“And I'm guessing we're a big disappointment,” she said in a teasing voice.
“Some of ya, sure,” he said with a shrug. “But others-” and here he winked at
her “-don't look too bad.”
And there it was, the opening that she needed. If that statement wasn't him
flirting with her, she didn't know what else it could be. With that thought to
spur her on, she dropped her cigarette and stepped in closer, throwing her arms
around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss so quickly that he had no chance
to respond.
To her disappointment, he tried to pull away from her lips more than once, but
she did not let up, hoping that he was only reacting out of shock and would
soon come to enjoy it. However, he did not, and eventually he overpowered her,
pulling out of her tight hold and glaring at her.
“Just what the fuck are you tryin' to pull, kid?” he asked.
“God, I told you I'm not a kid, alright?” She glared back at him. “Maybe you
shouldn't go around telling girls how good they look if you're not interested.
Nobody likes those goddamn mixed signals!”
“I wasn't- I didn't- Jesus Christ, I didn't mean it like that,” said Eddie, his
expression shifting between irritation and horror, back and forth nearly
seamlessly, as if he could not decide what he felt.
“Then how the hell did you mean it? Because, no matter which way I look at it,
you're still acting like a huge ass!”
“You wouldn't- you couldn't understand,” he said, shaking his head.
“And why couldn't I understand?” she asked. “Because you think I'm a kid? I'm
sixteen already, dammit!”
“Sixteen...” He gave a visible shudder at that, and though it seemed to be one
of more excitement than disgust, his face contradicted that. “It isn't that
simple...I mean, Christ, if your mom were to-”
“I told you to stop talking about her!” Laurie screamed in frustration. “God,
what is your obsession with my mom? You one of her old boyfriends or something?
I mean, fuck!”
“It's...uh, it's a little bit more complicated than that,” he mumbled.
“Is it that I'm some disappointment in comparison? She's so much prettier than
me, right?” She shook her head. “I mean, you don't have to say it. When you
said I looked like her, I knew you were lying. I don't look anything like her,
and everyone's always so goddamn disappointed that I'm not as pretty.”
“Don't say that!” he said. “Don't...I mean...Laurie, you're gorgeous. You're so
beautiful, but that doesn't mean that I can...that I see you like that, or...”
Again, she pulled him in for a kiss, mumbling, “I don't know how many times I
have to tell you I'm not kid,” against his lips before she crushed her against
them. And again, he put up a small fight at first, but he never pulled away
this time, and she felt him hesitantly press his lips back against hers. She
bit at his lower lip until he opened his mouth and she roughly shoved her
tongue in.
She had next to no experience with kissing, but if Eddie noticed, he didn't
seem to care. In fact, he only grew more eager the more she tried, until it
seemed his inhibitions melted away, and he wrapped an arm around her, running
the other through her long hair. He moaned into her open mouth.
When she broke the kiss to see how things were going to progress, he pulled her
into a tight embrace, her face pressed against his chest. He was breathing
heavily, his shoulders shaking, and she felt a growing bulge between his legs
press against her as he held her, burying his face in her hair and inhaling.
“God, you are so, so beautiful,” he said quietly. “You're so beautiful and I'm
so fucked up, Jesus Christ...”
Before she could ask him what he meant by that, he had her backed up against
the tree he had been leaning against. They were so exposed, yet it was so dark
and no one was around, and Laurie wanted him so badly in that moment that she
figured it would be worth it if they were caught so long as she had her chance
with him.
He trailed kisses down her neck, mumbling incoherently, though she assumed it
was more of the same. She heard him pull down his zipper, and then he fumbled
with her costume, trying to figure out how best to do this. With her help, he
soon had it figured out, and she hiked her dress up over her hips while he
lifted her legs, allowing her to wrap them around his waist.
It went without saying that this was her first time. She was sure that he knew
and, judging by how slowly he went, she was right. With it being her first time
and all, she couldn't be sure of anything, but she assumed that it was not
common for a man to look close to tears as he did, especially a man as tough
and rugged as the Comedian. Yet there he was, looking at her sadly and with
something like love as he took her.
Laurie, on the other hand, wanted it rough. She tugged at his hair and bucked
her hips against his rapidly, trying to encourage him to put a little more
force into it. It felt good, it felt great, but she wanted more from him. She
wanted all of him, she wanted to know for sure that she was the one who had
come out on top, that she was the one who had conquered him.
“Fuck me,” she moaned. “I want you, fuck me!”
His response was a low moan as he thrust deeper into her and his eyes closed in
bliss. “Daddy's little girl,” he murmured, then froze as if that had not been
something he had intended to say out loud.
She laughed, then, and said, “Christ, you're a kinky son of a bitch, aren't
you? Okay, Daddy, if that's what you want!”
“You have no idea,” he replied, looking so guilty yet so pleased that she grew
even more confused about the man she was letting fuck her against a tree
outside of Nelson Gardner's mansion.
It was not long after that before he came, and, judging by the way he mumbled,
“oh, shit,” and hurried to pull out, he hadn't meant to be so quick. She
squirmed impatiently, still wanting more, still without a climax of her own,
and he slipped his hand between her legs and quietly fingered her until she
came.
“That was nice, Daddy,” she said, winking at him. She leaned in for another
kiss, but Eddie abruptly turned away from her. “What is it?”
“Nothing. I mean...fuck.” He sighed. “It's not nothing, but...look, let's just
forget about it.”
“What do you mean?” she asked, growing angry.
“I mean, let's forget about it.” He was walking away now, leaving her by
herself. She wanted to follow him, but she had to get her costume back into
place and she was afraid of what she might see in his face if she caught up to
him.
“You bastard!” she called after him. “You no good, lowlife bastard! I hate
you!”
“Kid,” he said, before disappearing around the corner, “you don't know the half
of it.”
~X~
Laurie knocked on the door after that and ignored Nelson's confusion about why
she hadn't left yet. She refused to answer any of his questions and prayed he
could not tell just from looking at her what she had done. She called her
mother, who was apologetic about her earlier outburst and came to pick her up.
On the ride home, Laurie was silent, but Sally just assumed she was upset about
their fight and didn't think anything of it. Later, Laurie would find out her
mother's relationship to Eddie and she would feel sick knowing that she had
lost her virginity to the same man who had done something like that to her
mother.
That was enough of an excuse for her to hate him, and nobody blamed her for her
resentment towards the Comedian. She kept the events of that night a secret,
and he never spoke of it again either. It was their secret, and another reason
for her to hate him.
End Notes
     Lol Laurie I got some bad news for ya, you're gonna hate him even
     more once you find out the real truth. Uh, sorry again for writing
     this.
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