| 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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"You may continue..." uttered Minerva, her composure now starting to fray.
Sirius moved his mouth downwards, licking across her stomach and then pleasuring her with his tongue until Minerva twisted and groaned. She spread her legs wide, and clutched at his hair, long strands tangling in her long fingers to keep him in place.
Now, it seemed as if she was close - but ever the mistress of earned reward, Minerva told Sirius to stop. "I want more of you."
Sirius rose, and climbed further on to the bed, looking at her flushed cheeks in hunger and pride. "Would you... would you go on top?"
Minerva smirked. "My favourite."
She spun and straddled him smoothly as he lay. Minerva lowered herself such the tip of Sirius' cock brushed her wet sex. He thrust up wildly to meet her, but Minerva knelt straight up again, leaving Sirius bobbing forlorn in the cold air.
"What do you say?" The enjoyment in her tone was obvious.
He felt desperate now, unable to focus. "...Please?"
"Please, what?"
Sirius groaned so loud it was almost a shout; his horny young dreams were all coming true. "Please, Professor."
Minerva gave a curt nod, and then sank down onto Sirius, hot and tight and so very ready for him. It felt beyond amazing. "Aaaaagh..." he exclaimed, unable to do anything other than to soak in the feeling of her.
"Come on then, boy." Minerva swatted his arse, and flexed her spine in challenge. "Show me what you're made of."
At that, Sirius' brain returned from fog to white-heat, and he began thrusting upwards in earnest, meeting Minerva's gyrations with delicious rhythm. They were both pretty energetic; Sirius felt his heart racing and beads of sweat collecting on his brow and his chest. Gods, this was fabulous.
Finally, she leaned forward and grabbed him, head down and back arched as the spasms ripped through her. With those contractions gripping him, Sirius hadn't a chance. He orgasmed with a shout, head tipped back and clutching Minerva's hips.
They stayed like that for a moment, riding the waves of release. Then, Minerva collapsed on her back, next to Sirius on his old bed. She was panting and grinning - wide and unguarded. "Fifty points to Gryffindor."