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Kinky Kristmas 2015: 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!
Please read the information and instructions before you start stuffing our silk stockings:
• Request fills must be a minimum of 200 words (if fic) or a sketch equivalent (if art). Fills certainly need not be long (that would sort of be defeating the point of low-stress comment pr0n!); we just want to see a little bit of substance and thought in our stocking stuffers. ;)
• Since fills will mostly 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.
• Claiming of requests 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. So if a prompt you really love appears to be taken, remember to check back (although we hope you'll be following and playing along all month long!).
• 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 continue to appear. So if you don't find a prompt you really love, remember to check back (although we hope you'll be following and playing along all month long!).
• 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!
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"And good boys follow directions, don't they? I didn't say you could touch."
Teddy's hands immediately fell to his lap, and he bit his lip. "What do you want?"
What he wanted was to see Teddy's shoulders release their tension. What he wanted was to watch Teddy come apart. "I want you to get yourself off for me. Alright?"
Teddy nodded slowly. "Are you sure?"
Harry's entire body shook with the tension of holding back, but he did his best to keep his expression gentle as he nodded. "Pull yourself out for me. I want you to make yourself come."
Teddy eagerly undid his jeans and pulled out his cock. It was long, lean, and flushed red. Harry's mouth watered. He felt like the worst kind of pervert, but he was doing this for Teddy. Harry wasn't touching him, wasn't letting Teddy touch him. He was just giving Teddy what he needed, and surely that was alright. Admirable, even.
Teddy began to wank himself with rough, quick strokes, his breathing labored as he worked his wrist. He looked so beautiful as he bit his lip against the pleasure, and Harry needed to reach out and touch. Harry stepped forward, stretching out a hand and winding it through Teddy's silken hair. Teddy whined at the touch, and his hand sped up as he rested his cheek against Harry's thigh. Harry's leg burned from the heat of Teddy's cheek, and he carded his fingers gently through the technicolor strands of Teddy's hair. It wasn't enough, not nearly enough, but it would have to suffice.
"That's it, Teddy. You're doing so well for me. You're so good, such a good boy for me."
Teddy looked up, his eyes open and vulnerable. "Yeah?" His voice cracked and Harry's chest ached. "Am I your good boy, daddy?"
Harry's heart stopped, and he closed his eyes against a rush of head-spinning lust. His traitorous cock throbbed in his trousers. Harry could feel a wet spot forming as his prick leaked his arousal all over his pants. He shouldn't like that so much. It shouldn't thrill him to see Teddy look up at him with shining eyes as he pulled on his cock and called Harry his daddy. But it did, it so fucking did, and Teddy was close now, trembling and whimpering against Harry's leg.
"Yeah, baby. You're my good boy."
Teddy shuddered and came. He turned his head into Harry's trousers, his breath hot and damp as his come coated the floor. All throughout Harry maintained his gentle caress through Teddy's hair, ignoring the ache in his groin as he anchored Teddy through the aftershocks.
When Teddy had finally stopped shaking, he reached once again for Harry's flies. It took every single ounce of Harry's not inconsiderable willpower to grab his wrists, to not let the boy peel off his trousers and swallow him down into that warm mouth. But Harry knew he'd already crossed too many lines for one night, and this was one he shouldn't let Teddy drag him over.
"Please, Daddy," Teddy whimpered.
"I thought you were going to be good for me, sweetheart."
"I am!"
"Then I want you to get up and go to bed. You could use a full night's sleep."
Teddy nodded obediently—if reluctantly—and stood up. He looked hesitantly at Harry, and he looked so sweet that Harry couldn't help but pull him into a big hug. Though he carefully angled his groin away so that his erection wouldn't rub up against Teddy. Harry wasn't sure he'd be able to maintain his control if that happened.
"I'll see you for lunch tomorrow at the Burrow."
Teddy nodded again and smiled, looking more relaxed than Harry could remember him being for a long while. He darted in and placed a quick kiss on Harry's cheek, before disappearing into his room. Harry sighed and made his way to the Floo, a process made difficult by his still raging hard-on.
He started wanking himself the second he walked through the Floo, and he came in just a few short minutes to the memory of Teddy's soft hair and his breathy "Daddy." He headed to bed, and wondered if that would be the only time he would get to see his godson like that, or if it would happen again. Harry told himself that he hoped it was the former, that his resolve wouldn't again be tested by Teddy's desperate impulses. But he knew that was a lie.