| 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...) |
“Merlin's sake, Snape, stop being such an arse.” Sirius is whining already, and Severus can't help enjoying the tormented need on his face. “Just put it in me.”
“Such romance,” Snape mocks. He, too, is feeling the pressure; the love spell that they – that Sirius, Snape corrects himself mentally, usefully ignoring his part in matters – triggered in the Grimmauld Place library is potent, demanding that they fuck as soon as possible, and preferably at least five minutes ago.
“'f I wanted romance, I wouldn't come to you,” Sirius mutters sulkily.
He shifts uncomfortably, rubbing himself through the underpants which are the only things he's left wearing after stripping in a sort of desperate dance. There is a large wet spot on the front where precome has dribbled from his cock, and Severus is fascinated and aroused by it. Granted just at the moment, he could get aroused from pretty much anything Sirius does, but he's always been attracted to the other man, no matter how much he would deny it vehemently at any other time. Working together for the Order, his desire has been coming back full-force. And now this.
But watching Sirius squirm and beg in front of him is too enjoyable for Severus to allow it to end yet, no matter what his personal feelings may be. He is used to resisting temptation, unlike Sirius, who before his incarceration simply took it where he wanted, and during and since has had little to be tempted by. (Severus has no pretensions towards the fact that Sirius would want him under any other circumstances.)
“Please,” Sirius murmurs, coming close to Severus (he smells so good) and tugging desperately at the robes which Severus has determinedly kept on. They are, after all, the only things hiding his arousal.
“I'll thank you to leave my clothes alone,” Severus snaps.
“Then take them off,” Sirius returns, burying his face in Severus's neck and taking huge, desperate breaths. “Fuck, you smell amazing.”
Sirius is rocking up against him, clinging, and licking him. Severus bites down hard on his own lip because this feels far too good – and right, which is more frightening still. He reminds himself it's just the spell, that Black will go back to hating him right after.
“Get off me, you mutt,” Severus says half-heartedly.
He watches as Sirius tries to obey, and ends up sliding to his knees in front of Severus. “Please, Severus,” he begs – and it must be the first time Severus has heard his first name, unmangled, from Sirius's lips. It has a strong effect on him, especially with Sirius's head resting against his thigh, his hot breath tangible on Severus's cock even through the black material of his robes and underwear. “Please,” he says again, his voice low and husky. “I'm on my knees for you, here.”