art by akatnamedeasterGreetings and welcome to
Kinky Kristmas 2018: 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 will most likely continue to appear throughout the month depending upon participation levels and demand.
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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 COMMENCE!
(Double entendre totally intended, naturally...)
Potter’s eyes rolled back further as his hips bucked forward.
Success.
“Lick your palm, get it really wet for me. Pretend it’s my needy mouth sucking on your fingers.”
Draco couldn’t help but allow a moan to escape his throat when he watched Potter raise his arm and stick out his tongue. He licked his hand thoroughly, pulling in each digit as if his skin was covered in sticky treacle tart.
“That’s it,” Draco groaned, his own cock pressing heavily against his pants as he watched Potter wrap his fingers around his thick cock. There would be time to pull himself off later to this memory, when he was back in the safety of his flat, hopefully with the crystal that was still burning in his pocket.
“Good boy.” He saw Potter’s groan before he heard it, building in the depths of his throat before openly escaping his mouth in a heady, wanton noise. Potter began to rub, slow, thorough strokes, gathering the precum at the tip of his cock. He pulled against his foreskin, exposing the thick head dripping with salty want, before working his palm downward.
“Close your eyes, Potter.” His stare was setting Draco off-balance. He couldn’t concentrate as green eyes blazed into his own silver. Once his eyelids shut, Draco was able to continue, filling the air with his dirty confessions.
“I’ve thought about swallowing you down, taking your cock into my hand, my mouth, since sixth year, Potter. I’ve thought about my fingers opening you up, my tongue opening you up, my cock opening you up while you moan, and scream and buck. Can you moan for me, baby?”
Potter’s moan was guttural, almost manic, as his stroking became frenzied.
“Good boy. I know you’ve thought of me too. Thought about what it would feel like to be on all fours for me, your needy little hole just waiting for my cock. You’d be so ready for me, so ready for me to fuck you, to pound you into the mattress. I’m hard just thinking about it, about filling you with my cock and my cum.”
Draco kicked off the wall and closed the distance between them. He leaned close to Potter’s ear, his voice deep and controlled.
“I'm dying to find out if you are as good in real life as you are in my fantasies.”