| 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...) |
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“You want me to fuck you, Black?” Severus checks. He's been in enough situations against his will in his time never to force himself on someone else, no matter what.
Sirius head jerks up and down fervently, like a nodding dog. “Need you,” he forces out.
Severus nods in turn, hitching up his robes, lubing himself up, and pulling Sirius's legs over his shoulders. His cock, slimmer than Sirius's but longer, presses against Sirius's hole and Sirius groans with relief as Severus slowly sheaths himself.
“God, god, that's good. Faster. Harder.”
And Severus should have known that Sirius would be demanding like this, he thinks to himself, his arousal tinged with a gentle feeling of amusement that he would deny to his dying day. He thrusts in hard and feels Sirius clench around him. Sirius is tight, and Severus wonders whether he's truly the first person to do this since before Sirius went to prison. He closes down that thought hurriedly before it makes him come too quickly. The idea of practically being Sirius's first is far too good.
Sirius groans again. “Fuck, fff- yeah, like that. Severus.”
Severus is surprised that now that it's come to it, Sirius isn't trying to pretend he's someone else. But Sirius is looking up at him with pained desire, and Severus wants to turn it all to pleasure, to make Sirius come all over himself, shed a little of the gloom which has hung around him since his return. He wants, he realises, slightly sickened with himself, to make him happy.
“Do you like me fucking you, Black?” And Severus's voice is lower in pitch than usual, it sounds odd to him. How long as it been since he last had sex? Many years, certainly.
“Uhhh... Fuck, talk to me some more. Your voice, god,” Sirius says.
Severus ignores him, fucking into him with a slow, hard pace which is making Sirius arch his back underneath him, more catlike than his dog Animagus form would suggest. Sirius is huffing a deep “uhh” sound on each out-breath, his cock dribbling precome over his belly even though it has not been touched since Severus entered him.
“Please,” Sirius gasps at last, “more.”
And Severus takes pity – or perhaps can't stand it any longer himself. He thrusts hard and fast, losing himself in the pace, his long fingers grasping at Sirius's erection to pump him in time. Sirius looks up at him with grey eyes blacked out with pupil, and Severus takes a deep breath.
“Come for me, Sirius,” he murmurs.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh.”
The long drawn out groan would be sign enough, but Sirius's slick channel clenches rhythmically around Severus's cock, and the sight of Sirius Black, mindless with pleasure, alongside the feeling, sound, smell of him... Severus follows him over the edge, coming hard inside him so that the edges of his vision white out for a second, perhaps longer.