| Greetings and welcome to Birthday Card Comment Kink!
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!
The birthday card is now open and awaiting your signature! It will remain open until the end of April.
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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! |
Al obeys, raising his eyes. What he sees on Mr Malfoy’s face, speculation, interest, hunger, makes his breath catch.
“So sweet.” Mr Malfoy slowly smiles, the cigarette hanging out of the corner of his mouth. “Have you sucked many other…things, Albus?”
Al wants to lie, he really does, but… “No,” he admits.
Mr Malfoy nods. “Thank you for being honest. We shall take this slowly,” he says. He runs his thumb under Al’s bottom lip. “Follow me.”
Al almost trips over himself as he hurries after Mr Malfoy. They wind their way around the balcony, skirting the ballroom until they’re in a secluded alcove. Mr Malfoy waves his hand and a shimmering Disillusionment Charm is in place, hiding them.
Swallowing hard, Al stares at Mr Malfoy, unsure how to begin.
Mr Malfoy hums. “Do as I say and all will be well. On your knees, Albus.”
Al drops to his knees, looking up at Mr Malfoy looming over him.
Mr Malfoy sighs. “If there’s a next time, I’ll expect you to do this next bit yourself,” he says, his hands busily undoing his robes to reveal his trousers. Within moments he’s pulling his cock out.
Al’s eyes widen. He’s big, so big Al’s not sure he can take him. “Oh.”
Mr Malfoy laughs softly. “You’re good for my ego,” he murmurs. Holding up his cock, he says, “Now, lick the head.”
Leaning forward, Al does, sticky, slightly salty liquid seeping onto his tongue. He looks up to see Mr Malfoy take a deep drag of his cigarette, and heat curls in his gut. Wrapping his lips around the crown, Al moves down Mr Malfoy’s prick.
“Watch the teeth,” Mr Malfoy murmurs, and Al, unable to respond any other way, hums.
“Fuck,” Mr Malfoy moans, his hand settling on Al’s head. “Look at you. You’re a natural cocksucker, aren’t you? Wrap your hand around the base—Yes, like that. Now, see if you can get your lips to touch your hand. Oh, fuck…yes!”
Al’s drooling, his jaw is aching, and he’s as hard as he can recall in his life. Mr Malfoy is panting, his breath hitching, and Al’s the one doing that, the one giving him pleasure.
When Mr Malfoy begins to shallowly thrust into his mouth, Al’s eyes start to water, but he keeps sucking, keeping himself still.
“Good,” Mr Malfoy croons. “Let me use your mouth…Salazar but you’re gorgeous. It’s like…you were made…to take my cock…”
Al’s trembling with the need to come, his own cock is pressing painfully against his flies.
“I’m going to come,” Mr Malfoy moans after a few more thrusts. “Try to swallow as much as you can.”
Al hums his agreement and Mr Malfoy groans. Hot, salty liquid fills Al’s mouth and throat, and though he tries his best to swallow it all, there’s too much, some seeps out the corners of his mouth and he starts to choke.
He pulls off, managing to close his eyes just as the last few spurts hit his face and dribble down onto his chin.