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works/13195128.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Watchmen_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Edward_Blake/Captain_Metropolis
  Character:
      Nelson_Gardner, Edward_Blake
  Additional Tags:
      PWP, Kink_Meme, idfk, Blow_Jobs, eddie_is_underage, New_year_Tradition
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-12-31 Words: 1466
****** role ******
by WattStalf
Summary
     it's like a yearly tradition to write nelson getting laid on new
     year's eve in some way so here's eddie sucking his dick
Notes
     i have no idea
     i dont even write watchmen fics anymore but here i am
     lmao
Eddie has a mouth on him, and no respect for anyone- likely not even himself,
but that’s a can of worms that Nelson doesn’t expect to open any time soon- and
there is never any point in trying to reason with him, or get him to behave
himself. Someone like him simply doesn’t belong on the Minutemen, and yet, he
worked his way in and hasn’t managed to get himself thrown out yet. As much as
the majority of the team may want that.
Nelson includes himself in that majority, but he also considers himself fair
enough to continue giving the Comedian chances, simply because he is still a
very effective crime fighter. But there are lectures- there are  so  many
lectures that go absolutely nowhere, because the young man has a mouth and has
no idea how to listen, and Nelson knows that there’s no point in continuing to
try, but he does.
There is nothing remotely resembling tension between the two of them. That
would be a ridiculous notion, and just further proof that Nelson is desperate
for... something , though what he could ever hope to have with a violent brat
like Eddie Blake, he doesn’t know. It doesn’t matter, because he feels nothing
in those strange moments when Eddie is smirking at him and talking back to him,
ignoring every point Nelson tries to make.
He feels absolutely  nothing  at the way Eddie can talk down to him with ease,
the way he doesn’t have to put forth any effort to carry himself like he’s got
the whole world under his thumb, like Nelson is just a minor inconvenience.
Eddie is just a  boy , after all, and even on the days when Nelson tries not to
live in denial, he has no interest in anything other than  men , and Eddie
might pretend like he falls into that category, but he is a boy, through and
through.
Nelson tells himself all of these things whenever he catches his mind
wandering, and yet, his mind wanders nonetheless, and he can pretend all he
wants, but the fact remains that, somewhere in the back of his mind, there  is
something. He’s certain that that something is due to his own loneliness, his
own desperation, and something that the boy doesn’t even recognize, which means
that he is left to cope with it on his own. And that is, he knows, better in
the long run, than if he had to deal with Eddie.
~X~
But the boy is more perceptive than he gives him credit for, and more
manipulative, or more confused, or perhaps a little of both. The details don’t
matter in the moment, when Eddie first interrupts another lecture- a habit that
Nelson wants to say has nothing to do with his feelings- to say, “We could just
skip to the fuckin’, if that’s really what you’re after. An’ I got a good
feeling it is.”
“What on earth are you talking about,” Nelson mumbles, not quite turning it
into a question, giving up too easily. He should try harder to deny it, he
should have more fight, even if he’s sure they’ve all got him figured out
already anyway. Some secret, he thinks, and he wonders what it is about him
that makes it so obvious.
He doesn’t know why Eddie is confronting him like this, either. Would it not be
easier to publicly ridicule him, to make more of a joke out of this? But
there’s something in the boy’s eyes that suggest other plans, and Nelson
doesn’t know what to do. The only thing he knows is that he’ll regret whatever
happens between them, and that he won’t put a stop to it.
There is a part of him that knows, in the back of his mind, that Eddie can’t
really feel as confident as he is behaving. The young man throws around so many
slurs and rude remarks about anyone outside of the majority, homosexuals
included, that there’s no way he’s doing something like this casually. He must
be doing it because he wants to, but why he’s doing something that contradicts
his daily behavior is a mystery.
Or is it really that much of a mystery? After all, Nelson understands by now
how easy it is to hide what you’re afraid to face behind big talk. And, in all
this time he’s spent in his thoughts, it’s almost been easy to ignore Eddie
getting to his knees, still smirking like he’s the one in control. Is he?
Costumes are difficult to figure out, but he takes a surprisingly short amount
of time to free Nelson’s cock, and the flash of uncertainty in his face is gone
so quickly it might as well have not been there to begin with.
“Already so into it, huh, Nelly?” he taunts. “That just makes it even easier
for me, ya know?” And then he’s wrapped his lips around it, with all the
confidence of someone who has done this a thousand times before, even though
it’s very apparent that he has not.
His movements are clumsy, and even though he has no issue burying Nelson’s cock
in his mouth, he seems to have no idea what to do from that point on, and
Nelson thinks about trying to coach him through it, but perhaps the young man
is too prideful to allow something like that. And it’s not as if he’s picky
enough to really complain that he has to wait for the boy to figure out what it
is that he’s doing.
So he gives him a chance to figure things out, like just how good his gag
reflex really is and how best to involve his tongue, and Nelson tries to make
as many approving noises as possible, to encourage Eddie to keep up what he’s
good at. It’s not the best lesson, especially for someone who doesn’t ever seem
to think he has much to learn, but he picks up on the basics, and soon enough,
Nelson is relaxing.
It’s not the best he’s ever had, but he also hasn’t been getting much lately,
and it’s  nice , in it’s own way. And, like it or not, he catches his mind
wandering to where this could have gone, if Eddie were more experienced, if
Eddie understood the things he really wanted, if he weren’t so damn  detestable
and if he weren’t such a  brat …
It’s just his own desperation doing the talking, but Nelson lets his mind
wander nonetheless, and he lets out a moan so needy that he feels Eddie
laughing around him. And, damn it all if that isn’t  very nice . He can’t say
what about is so appealing- perhaps just the feeling of being looked down on by
someone looking up at him- but it is, and he can feel himself slipping more and
more. It won’t be long for him now, and he knows that it hasn’t been that long
to begin with, but it’s probably better that way. Eddie isn’t the most patient,
and this is tedious work, and if he takes too long then-
But that isn’t a problem in the slightest, as it turns out, seeing as it only
takes him a few more moments. His attempts to pull back are met with resistance
from Eddie, who can’t seem to take the  hint , and even when Nelson stammers,
“N-no, wait, I’m-” he isn’t quite able to get away in time. In fact, his timing
is so poor that he has just pulled out of the boy’s mouth when he comes, which
means that Eddie is left with his face a mess, spluttering in both surprise and
rage.
“Y-you...you fuckin’...”
“I’m sorry,” he pants, “I tried to warn you.”
Eddie hesitates for a moment before using his sleeve to wipe his face and he
says, “Yeah, you’re  really  gonna pay for that, you fucker…” He continues to
mutter and berate as he struggles to find a way to get himself properly cleaned
up, but he doesn’t raise his voice, and the humiliation seems to have had a
different effect on him than Nelson would have expected.
Maybe , a voice in the back of his mind says,  he’s like that too.  But the
idea is so ridiculous that he pushes it away almost immediately. He’s just
lucky, that’s all there is to it; any other day Eddie would have lashed out
more. Instead, he keeps mostly to himself, occasionally muttering a threat, and
when he takes his leave, it’s as if nothing ever happened.
But something did happen and, in the back of his mind, Nelson wonders if there
will be a next time; if Eddie will really make him pay for it, or if he will
want to play a different sort of role.
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