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Our members have made birthday wishes for smutty little ficlets and sketches that would make their birthday very happy indeed. Now everyone has the opportunity to fulfill those wishes -- in the form of comment pr0n!
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• Request fills must be a minimum of 200 words (if fic) or a sketch equivalent (if art). The maximum for fic is what fits into a single comment box. • Since fills will 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 kinky birthday cards as possible, there is 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 (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 may continue to appear, so do check back! • 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 celebrating! ;D
Got all that? Okay, good! Now...
RACY RACERS, START YOUR EROTIC ENGINES! |
Always wanted, never thought he’d get. Teddy was out of reach; a shooting star too high and bright for the likes of Al. Quiet, earthbound Al – the Potter kid no one notices. But Teddy is noticing him now. If by ‘noticing’ you mean ‘has got Al naked in his bed’. Albus still isn’t quite sure how they ended up here, like this.
Teddy quirks a smile. “Had to wait till you were legal, kid.”
Al looks at him. Does that mean… Teddy has been interested for a while? This isn’t some elaborate game, where he’s going to turn around and tell Al he didn’t mean any of it, that he and James cooked this up for some sort of laugh?
“Oh yes,” Teddy says, apparently reading his mind, his eyes dancing, “I’ve seen you looking – because I was looking back.” His eyes linger over Al’s body. “Cute thing, you are, too. Those pretty eyes… nice arse, as well.”
“Your hands,” Albus blurts out in return, blushing deep red, “I – I love your hands.”
Teddy raises an eyebrow, but he doesn’t laugh, as Al feared he would. Instead, he touches one of those hands to the side of Al’s face, stroking it gently.
“You do, do you?”
Al can still feel the fire in his cheeks. But gods, he really does love Teddy’s hands. He has large palms and long, strong fingers. Capable yet beautiful. Albus has dreamt about those fingers.
“Yeah,” he breathes.
Stupid kid, he berates himself afterwards. He’s got Teddy, lying propped up on an elbow next to him, utterly naked (and Al has been shyly trying not to look at his prick, except his eyes will keep focussing down there, despite himself) – and what does he do but comment on the other man’s hands, for fuck’s sake!
Teddy presses a kiss to Al’s lips. “Want to know what I can do with my hands?”
Al is going to stay bright red for the rest of his life at this rate. He tries to force the colour back through sheer will power, wanting to look decently adult somehow, and not like a little kid who’s never done anything like this before (even if it’s true). He nods, unable to say any words.
Teddy laughs – but not unkindly – and kisses him again before sitting up and sliding one hand down over Al’s prone body. There is a possessive look in his eyes, acquisitive.
“I’m going to make you feel so good, Albus,” he murmurs.
Al swallows. “You already are.”
Tentatively he reaches up and touches Teddy’s chest, but Teddy gently moves his hand away. “Not this time. This time’s for you, kid.”
“Not a kid,” Albus says quickly.
Teddy’s hand slips around his cock. “I know,” he says, a wicked look in his eye. “I don’t take kids to bed.”
He slides his hand up and down a few times, until Albus is harder than he’s ever been. His mouth is a little bit open as he breathes heavily. And then Teddy’s hand is gone, and Al feels like he could almost cry in frustration.
“Don’t worry. I haven’t finished with you yet,” Teddy assures him.