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29 Days of Smut 2016

A self-imposed challenge of my own creation, running from February 1, 2016 to February 29, 2016. I only plan to start these stories (producing around a thousand words for each), not to finish them within the month.

 
1.[100moods] 92. Surprised | Sparrow x Frost, last-name basis2.[15pairings] look who's on top | top!Simon x Frost not during groupsex3.[50harlequins] Spoiled Rich Girl and Poor Boy | Circle!Sparrow x Victor!Frost4.Alduin x F!DB x M!DB, corruption & Shout!Sex5.[15pairings] indecent exposure | Galen x Frost, seduction
6.Avery x Rylan x Jackson, dubcon & sex pollen7.Caderyn catches Charon x Adrasteia8.[15pairings] men | Simon x Sam, first time9.[citrus-taste | Kinkier Table] 44. masturbation | Sparrow x Frost10.[alphabetasoup] Hades | Sparrow x Frost
11.Dark!Hera x everyone AU12.demon!Rylan x Avery x Ion, dubcon (Susanne & Myles Die AU)13.Dom!M!Dragonborn x slave!Ancano x slave!Ondolemar, mindbreak14.Domme!Esmeralda x slave!Scorpius x slave!Octavius, noncon & mindbreak15.Dom!Sigurd x slave!Charon x slave!Caderyn x slave!Zephyrus (+ Adrasteia)
16.[citrus-taste] K-2. table | Sparrow x Simon x Nadia17.[citrus-taste] 26. harems | Harem/Parabellum Crossover18.[paranormal25] 23. writer's choice, tentacles19.Malene x Ancano, fantasy AU & arranged marriage20.[Maze of Fiends] Mate or Die AU
21.M!DB x M!Werewolf, hentai physiology & urethral penetration22.[over-look] play dead | Izzy x Octavian, necrophilia roleplay23.[smut-69] oil | Sparrow x Frost24.[smut-69] orgy | Sparrow x Frost x Simon x Nadia x Loretta x Izzy25.[lover100] S-61. secret | Sparrow x Frost
26.[lover-100] S-27. threesome | Sparrow x Frost x Galen27.[citrus-taste] K-47. in public | Sparrow x Frost x Galen28.Zevran x Lyna x King!Alistair, roleplay/raceplay #129.Zevran x Lyna x King!Alistair, roleplay/raceplay #2
 









 

Aliens Made Them Do It [7/?]

[identity profile] norienchronicle.livejournal.com 2016-04-26 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
It... wasn't as bad as he'd feared, he decided. It was just the chemicals in the air, of course, just the manufactured lust coursing through him that had him leaning into the other man's touch instead of away from it, and it certainly wasn't his choice to groan again, even louder than before, as Rylan's lips curved into a smile against his own.

But then that smile was moving away from him, Rylan's lips breaking from his own to wander downward, and he felt her lips brush the bare skin of his neck. He felt a shiver run up his spine, his pulse pounding right beneath the wet heat of her mouth. With her head bowed into that angle, Avery could see the man behind her more clearly; Jackson was now watching him with an unambiguous glitter in his eye and a deviously delighted grin on his own lips, and Avery couldn't bring himself to meet Jackson's gaze as the other man gave him another squeeze.

Christ, this was really going to happen, wasn't it? Avery could still hardly believe he'd been so incredibly foolish as to get himself into this, and he had thought-- well, he'd hoped it wouldn't be like this if it did. He hadn't wanted Jackson--didn't, didn't want Jackson--but it was becoming harder and harder to figure out why.

So when Jackson leaned forward, pressing in so close that Avery wondered how any of them had room to breathe, Avery didn't even think to turn away before Jackson's lips were on his.

Again, it was almost underwhelming--and certainly disorienting--how little protest he suddenly found himself able to muster. Jackson's lips felt like any other pair--unique in their exact shape and size and the way they moved against Avery's own but as soft and warm as Rylan's had been (and, thankfully, he seemed content for the moment to keep his tongue to himself). Avery's heart pounded behind his ribs, struggling to reconcile the idea of arousal and pleasure with man and Jackson, and even as his mind reeled, there wasn't a thing he could do to keep himself from enthusiastically returning the blonde man's kiss.

Jackson groaned into his mouth, sounding even further gone than Avery himself had, and then Rylan gasped as Jackson shifted behind her. It took Avery a moment to figure out what had happened, and he wasn't sure he was pleased when he did; the other man's cock slide between her legs, less than an inch from where Jackson was still groping Avery's, and Rylan squirmed between them, apparently even more eager than they were.

Christ, he wanted her.

First thing first, he decided; he needed to get Jackson's attention back on her. Much as he begrudgingly enjoyed what the other man was currently doing with his hands and his mouth, but he was sure the man planned to get his tongue and his dick involved soon, and Avery hoped that attention, at least, would be spent on his girlfriend instead of Avery himself.

He had to put a good amount of his strength into pushing them off him, ignoring Rylan's disappointed noise and the way Jackson just gripped him tighter as he tried. "Back up," he growled as soon as Jackson's lips had left his. "Let off this fucking wall."

That actually seemed to pacify them. The pressure of their bodies eased, both of them stepping back as Avery nudged Rylan's body away. But his hands were firmly on her hips--save for the moment when he reached down to impatiently brush Jackson's hand off his dick--and as soon as he was free to move unrestricted, he dropped to his knees in front of her. She stared at him, wide-eyed and flushed, and he yanked her forward until Jackson's dick was no longer between her legs and Avery could press his mouth to her instead.

This time, Rylan's gasp was a uniquely gratifying thing, a noise of surprise and anticipation that quickly devolved into a mewl of satisfaction as his tongue darted out to taste her. It had been so long since he'd done this--he hadn't had a girlfriend in years, and he didn't exactly have Rylan's own penchant for casual sex--and that it was Rylan... He licked into her hungrily, taking a kind of smug satisfaction in each and every pleased little moan he drew out of her, and his fingers curled into her hips, holding her in place even as she writhed above him.