| Greetings and welcome to
Kinky Kristmas 2015: Comment Kink Edition!
Our members have made requests for stocking stuffers that would help make their holidays happy -- and kinky, of course! Now you all -- both members and watchers -- have the opportunity to play Santa and fulfill those requests. In the form of comment kink!
Please read the information and instructions before you start stuffing our silk stockings:
• Request fills must be a minimum of 200 words (if fic) or a sketch equivalent (if art). Fills certainly need not be long (that would sort of be defeating the point of low-stress comment pr0n!); we just want to see a little bit of substance and thought in our stocking stuffers. ;)
• Since fills will mostly be short, we're not going to be strictly policing the rating of each piece. Just remember this is Daily Deviant and we want to see some sex!
• Each request may be filled twice -- once by a member and once by a watcher.
• When filling a request, leave it in a comment directly in a reply to the request you're filling.
• When filling a request, note whether you're filling it as a watcher or a member.
• If you are now or have ever been a posting member of Daily Deviant, you'll be filling the requests as a member.
• Claiming of requests is available but optional. What this means is that you need not claim a request in order to fill it, but if it's already claimed by someone else, it's off limits.
• In order to claim a request, comment directly in a reply to the request stating that you're claiming it. Be sure to note whether you're claiming it as a member or a watcher.
• Since we want as many goodies in our fishnet stockings as possible, there will be an expiration date on claims. One week after a claim is made (as per the time stamp on the comment), if the prompt has not been filled, the claim expires and the prompt is open for claiming or filling by someone else. So if a prompt you really love appears to be taken, remember to check back (although we hope you'll be following and playing along all month long!).
• If you've made a claim that has expired, you may still post a fill in reply to the prompt as long as no one else fills it or claims it first.
• Participants may have a total of two outstanding claims at a time. I.e., you may claim two requests, then when you've filled one, you may claim a third, etc.
• Additional prompts will continue to appear. So if you don't find a prompt you really love, remember to check back (although we hope you'll be following and playing along all month long!).
• Commenting, interacting, and generally having fun is welcome and encouraged!! Fandom is all about interaction with like-minded perverts people. Let's enjoy some friendly, smutty holiday merry-making! ;D
Got all that? Okay, good! Now...
LET THE STUFFING BEGIN!
(Pun totally intended, naturally...) |
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Sirius doesn't remember when Regulus started crawling into bed with him. Old enough to escape from his cot at any rate.
He does, however, remember the first time he found himself pressed against his brother's back, his morning wood rubbing against Reg's arse. He had moved away slowly so as not to wake him and hurried to the loo to finish the job.
Regulus never said anything about it so Sirius figured he hadn't realised what had happened.
Not as if Sirius was aroused by his own brother. He'd learned fairly quickly that a man's nob had a mind of its own and was almost impossible to control. Friction was friction.
Regulus kept coming to Sirius's bed when ever they were home for the summer or Christmas hols, though Sirius preferred staying at Hogwarts.
Sirius woke from the most glorious dream to find Regulus rocking against him, soft moans escaping his lips.
He was already close—it didn't take much at this age—and he let Reg get him off purely by not moving away from him, biting his thumb to keep from crying out as he came against Reg's back.
A muffled whimper then Regulus stilled, body rigid, then relaxing back into slumber.
Sirius reached for his wand to clean them before falling back asleep himself.
Each night, long limbs and thin pants writhed against him in his over-warm bedroom.
Sirius knew he'd be leaving Grimmauld Place for good soon. His parents were unbearable. During daylight hours, he wanted to smack the Slytherin smirk right off Regulus's face.
But Sirius could no longer deny he was an active participant. He ached for nightfall when he could sneak off to his room and wait for the snick of the doorknob, the squeak of the springs, and the rustling of the sheets as Regulus climbed into bed.
Regulus wiggled, pushed his pants down, his bare skin hot against Sirius's cock. He then grabbed Sirius's wrist and pulled his hand around to his dick.
"Please," Regulus whispered.
Sirius bit back a groan and condemned himself to hell, wrapping his fingers around his brother's length as he thrust against his arse, moving faster and faster.
Until he felt Regulus's cock pulse in his hand, come thick and hot between his fingers.
Grabbing Reg's hip with a sticky hand, Sirius slammed against him, imagining his cock deep in his arse not simply slipping between his cheeks.
He rested his head against the back of Regulus's neck as he caught his breath. This time it was Regulus who cast a cleansing charm before he laid his head on the pillow.
Sirius wrapped an arm around Regulus, front pressed to his warm back... unable to sleep.