art by akatnamedeasterGreetings and welcome to
Kinky Kristmas 2018: 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 will most likely continue to appear throughout the month depending upon participation levels and demand.
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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 COMMENCE!
(Double entendre totally intended, naturally...)
Then his fingers… Albus’s fingers, tentatively dipping back inside his hole. James makes a mewling sound against Teddy’s chest and feels the answering rumble of contentment, of spare arousal. He clamps his rim around Al’s questing fingers, but no one would describe him as tight right now. Albus pulls his fingers out and smears their combined fluids up James’s crack, up to that ticklish spot where he makes an idle circle. Then his lips are on James’s back, tasting his sweat. “Jamie…” said so softly.
“Stay for a while,” Teddy tells him, his hand on the back of James’s neck.
Al’s fingers go back to dipping just a tiny bit inside James’s arse, as though he can’t resist it. “I probably shouldn’t.”
The statement, like a set of scales, could dip either way, and it propels James around. He turns, pushing Al to his side next to Teddy. He cups his face, kissing him. He kisses him with tears in his throat. He kisses him straight through any traces of regret, until Al’s moaning into his mouth, until his arms wrap around James, and their bodies collide, soft cocks touching, shameful and indulgent. James is high on him, on this, on taking it, this thing he has no hope of returning to normal. Teddy’s hand trails down his back. Then he moves in, sandwiching James between them. It’s overly warm and sticky. The smell of fucking lingers. Teddy’s hand reaches across and rests on Al’s waist.
James breaks the kiss, looking into Al’s eyes before he can’t abide that deep a connection and shuts his own. But he sees the slight smile first. That sweet Albus smile James knows in his blood.
“Stay for a while,” James echoes. Albus can’t unfuck him; he might as well sleep in their arms as well. The deed is done.
Teddy works an arm between himself and James and strokes his fingers into the crack of James’s arse. “Sore?” he asks.
“A little,” he lies. It’s a lot. But he likes it. Isn’t finished with it. “No need for Healing charms.”
“Mmm,” Teddy grunts, but he leaves his fingers there just the same. James likes that too… that proprietary press against his arsehole. When Al reaches down and cups his soft cock and his balls, James inhales sharply, but he doesn’t move. Not until Teddy murmurs, “Go to sleep, love. We’ve got you.”
And then James relaxes into their hands, between their bodies. He feels that place inside him where they’ve both been, feels it throb. He wriggles down a bit, wrapping himself in their warmth. He lets it all go.
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