| 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...) |
"Hey, Remus," said Harry, casual as anything as he wandered boldly into Remus's office without knocking.
Remus raised an eyebrow but didn't look up from the desk. "That's Professor Lupin to you, Mr Potter."
"Whatever you're into," Harry shrugged, half-sitting half-leaning against the desk, arse touching the corner of the parchment Remus was marking. "I thought the whole student/professor thing was the main problem but I'll call you that if you want, Professor"
The last word was so loaded, so suggestive that Remus had to take a slow breath. He looked up at Harry and oh, that was a mistake. He had changed out of his robes, lessons being finished for the day and his plain black v-neck and skinny jeans hugged every curve of muscle on his slender frame. Remus's primary undoing, though, was going to be what Harry had in his mouth. Remus assumed it was originally a pale orange mouse pop from Honeydukes, although Harry's sucking and licking of it had turned it into something smooth, shapeless and rather phallic. Remus turned back to the pile of homework, not without difficulty.
"We've discussed this, Mr Potter. You are a student and I am your professor. I have parchment to mark, so good evening to you." Remus was grateful of the desk hiding his lap, but he had to fight the urge to shift in his seat, anything to relieve some of the pressure of layers of fabric against his now hard cock. He knew Harry would recognise the move for what it was. He mustn't provide him any further excuse to pursue this forbidden liaison.
"I know we've discussed it, Professor," Harry began, slowly sashaying to the side of the desk, "But I'm a slow learner you see. I need you to teach me." There was a wet, dirty sound as Harry sucked again on his lollipop and Remus couldn't suppress the shiver that ran down his spine.
"Harry, please. This is entirely inappropriate." Remus could feel the heat rising to his cheeks. He could feel himself starting to lose control of this whole situation. Harry was so close to him now, he could smell the cinnamon-orange tang of the sweet on his breath.
Harry straightened up, brow knitted in concern. "Have I crossed a line, Professor?"
Remus deflated a little in relief, giving Harry a small nod.
"In that case, you'd better teach me a lesson." And with that, he dropped his trousers and leant over the desk, raising his pert arse enticingly.