| Greetings and welcome to
Kinky Kristmas 2017: 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!
How to Stuff Our Stockings:
• Request fills must be a minimum of 200 words (if fic) or a sketch equivalent (if art).
• There is no maximum limit, but remember that long pieces are in no way required. Please don't hesitate to participate because you can "only" write a few words or do a simple sketch!
• Since fills may 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.
• Prompt claiming 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. (We'll try to keep track and delete the expired ones, but we may miss a few, so you can just keep an eye on the time stamps.) So if a prompt you really love appears to be taken, remember to check back.
• 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 could appear throughout the month depending upon participation levels and demand.
• 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!
(Double entendre totally intended, naturally...) |
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"I'm going to need you to come, Harry."
"What?"
"Come for me, sweetheart, just—"
It was the endearment that did it, setting Harry off like a rocket as Charlie's rock-hard cock nudged insistently against Harry's bollocks. He buried his face in Charlie's neck as he came, spurting into his pants as Charlie's rutting gentled. Slowly, Charlie brought his hands down, massaging Harry's wrists with his thumbs as he kissed Harry's cheek.
"All right, there?"
Harry nodded, feeling loose and sated. "Yeah, but what was that all about?'
Charlie looked a bit sheepish. "It was the bloody game of pick-up Quidditch. You beat me to the Snitch, and all I wanted was to fuck you right there out on the field."
Desire pooled in Harry's stomach at the thought, and he coughed as he looked away. "I don't think your family would have appreciated that much."
Charlie snorted. "Probably not. I was trying to wait until we got back home, but we've got another few hours left at least, and there was no way I was going to make it."
"So you thought you'd tide yourself over with a corridor quickie?"
Charlie grinned. "Pretty much. Though we should probably head back downstairs before—"
"Charlie Weasley it is time for dinner. Come out from wherever you are and bring Harry with you."
Charlie winced and looked apologetically at Harry. Harry sighed and cast a quick Cleaning Charm. He looked down at Charlie's still-hard cock.
"What happened to having enough time?"
"Err...I may have miscalculated."
"And on a scale from 1 to 'spending the whole dinner with every single one of the Weasleys taking the mickey out of me', how much do I look like you just shagged my brains out?" Harry asked as he followed Charlie down the hall.
Charlie flashed him another apologetic glance over his shoulder, though Harry personally thought he looked a little smug as he replied, "Well, your hair is always pretty messy so maybe they won't notice..."
Harry huffed a laugh. "That bad, huh?"
Charlie paused on the stairs and turned to give Harry a heated look. "I'll make it up to you later," he said lowly, the filthy promise in his words enough to send shivers across Harry's skin.
Harry swallowed as the sound of laughter drifted from the dining room. He squared his shoulders, mentally preparing himself for the master-class level of ribbing he was about to endure. He returned Charlie's heated look as he brushed past him, brushing his fingertips along his waistband, eyes lingering on the slight bulge of Charlie's cock. Harry smirked.
"I'm going to hold you to that."