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Birthday Card Comment Kink!
Our members have made birthday wishes for smutty little ficlets and sketches that would make their birthday very happy indeed. Now everyone has the opportunity to fulfill those wishes -- in the form of comment pr0n!
The birthday card is now open and awaiting your signature! It will remain open until the end of April.
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• Request fills must be a minimum of 200 words (if fic) or a sketch equivalent (if art). The maximum for fic is what fits into a single comment box.
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Got all that? Okay, good! Now...
RACY RACERS, START YOUR EROTIC ENGINES! |
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“Definitely grown up – James,” he says. “So, now you have me, what are you going to do with me?”
Fuck, James doesn’t even know where to start. He’s fantasised about so much. But usually, Teddy’s been the one taking the lead. Clearly, things aren’t going to go quite as anticipated. On the other hand, the fact that they’re going at all…
“I want to suck you,” James says, blunt as usual; his courage greater than his ability, probably.
He’s never done it before; never had it done to him, either. He’ll probably mess it up big time. All mouth and no… mouth. Or something. But the idea of Teddy’s cock – fuck. He’s not sure he’s ready to have it inside his arse, but he’s practically drooling just thinking about it. He watches as Teddy’s eyes grow dark with hunger – and something else, it seems.
“Where’ve you learnt to do that?” Teddy demands, his hand behind James’s head, fingers curled into the short hair at the nape of his neck.
James bites his lips, unwilling to admit to his lack of experience. Instead, he goes on the offensive, saying, “Well, have you not been dating these past months?”
Teddy backs off a bit, pursing his lips. “We-ell,” he says slowly, “I kind of have.”
“Oh.” James doesn’t like to think about how much he was hoping the answer would be ‘no’.
“Want to meet him?” Teddy asks brightly, and James stares at him.
“Huh?”
Teddy raises his hand and waves it at James. “James, meet ‘right hand’. Right hand, meet James. Sorry, I’m ditching you; he’s a better man than you.”
Teddy’s hair has gone the Hufflepuff yellow it often does when he’s teasing. James lets out a breath he hadn’t known he was holding in something of a snort.
“You…”
He pushes Teddy backwards so that he lands on his back on the bed, and tries not to think about how warm he feels inside about Teddy referring to him as a ‘man’. Teddy is laughing, and James can only think of one way to shut him up. His hands go to Teddy’s trousers, and he undoes them and pushes them and Teddy’s pants out of the way before lowering his mouth to Teddy’s cock.
He needs to do this before he can think about it, start worrying about ‘doing it right’. The hissed out-breath as his mouth meets the hot flesh of Teddy’s prick is encouragement enough. James pauses a second to really revel in the fact that bloody hell, he has his mouth around Teddy’s cock. He is beginning to wish he’d thought at least to undo his own trousers because his erection is pushing against them in a really uncomfortable fashion. Teddy tastes – well, James was worried it would be awful, but it tastes kind of… a bit like Teddy smells, but more so? And Teddy’s smell has always turned James on, so it’s... Yeah, good. He swirls his tongue around the head tentatively, and Teddy gives a little moan.
“Yeah, Jamie – do that again. Fuck.”
Well. James is counting that a success. He does it again, and feels Teddy’s hands sliding into his hair again, scrunching it up between his fingers.
James pulls off a bit and says, in a small voice, “Tell me what to do, Teddy.”
“Merlin and Morgana,” he hears Teddy murmur under his breath, his voice hoarse. “God, James, when I think you couldn’t get any more perfect,” he adds. “Lick round the tip again, just like you were doing.” James does. “Yeah – oh fuck, yes.”
James continues to lick and suck just the bulbed tip of Teddy’s prick, tasting the salty precome as Teddy’s foreskin slides back and he leaks against James’s tongue. James is practically lying between Teddy’s legs, and one of his hands is pressed between his own legs.
“Can you take more?” Teddy’s voice is deeper, huskier, than James has ever heard it. “Take me further into your mouth, James.”
And gods, Teddy talking like that means that James is actually grateful for the pressure his trousers are putting on his prick, otherwise he’d just come right now. Up close and personal with Teddy’s cock, with Teddy murmuring dirty suggestions in a voice which drips with sex… No human could deal with that.