29 Days of Smut 2016

[aftanith]

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 basis	2.	[15pairings] look who's on top | top!Simon x Frost not during groupsex	3.	[50harlequins] Spoiled Rich Girl and Poor Boy | Circle!Sparrow x Victor!Frost	4.	Alduin x F!DB x M!DB, corruption & Shout!Sex	5.	[15pairings] indecent exposure | Galen x Frost, seduction
6.	Avery x Rylan x Jackson, dubcon & sex pollen	7.	Caderyn catches Charon x Adrasteia	8.	[15pairings] men | Simon x Sam, first time	9.	[citrus-taste | Kinkier Table] 44. masturbation | Sparrow x Frost	10.	[alphabetasoup] Hades | Sparrow x Frost
11.	Dark!Hera x everyone AU	12.	demon!Rylan x Avery x Ion, dubcon (Susanne & Myles Die AU)	13.	Dom!M!Dragonborn x slave!Ancano x slave!Ondolemar, mindbreak	14.	Domme!Esmeralda x slave!Scorpius x slave!Octavius, noncon & mindbreak	15.	Dom!Sigurd x slave!Charon x slave!Caderyn x slave!Zephyrus (+ Adrasteia)
16.	[citrus-taste] K-2. table | Sparrow x Simon x Nadia	17.	[citrus-taste] 26. harems | Harem/Parabellum Crossover	18.	[paranormal25] 23. writer's choice, tentacles	19.	Malene x Ancano, fantasy AU & arranged marriage	20.	[Maze of Fiends] Mate or Die AU
21.	M!DB x M!Werewolf, hentai physiology & urethral penetration	22.	[over-look] play dead | Izzy x Octavian, necrophilia roleplay	23.	[smut-69] oil | Sparrow x Frost	24.	[smut-69] orgy | Sparrow x Frost x Simon x Nadia x Loretta x Izzy	25.	[lover100] S-61. secret | Sparrow x Frost
26.	[lover-100] S-27. threesome | Sparrow x Frost x Galen	27.	[citrus-taste] K-47. in public | Sparrow x Frost x Galen	28.	Zevran x Lyna x King!Alistair, roleplay/raceplay #1	29.	Zevran x Lyna x King!Alistair, roleplay/raceplay #2

 

 

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Aliens Made Them Do It [5/?]

[norienchronicle.livejournal.com]

But Jackson wasn't looking at him for long; Rylan was still straddling his hips, her legs splayed open so her sex lined up with his, and Avery could do nothing but watch as she lowered herself onto Jackson's hardness, biting her lip to suppress an unmistakable smile as she let him inside her. Jackson's eyes closed as she did, an appreciative groan slipping past his lips, and Avery felt his glare intensifying, a product of his own unwanted envy.

He'd been wrong. It wasn't Rylan who shouldn't have been there; it was Jackson. Being alone in this room with Rylan right now would be wonderful.

Avery kept thrusting into his hand, half-heartedly chasing an orgasm he still wasn't entirely convinced he wanted to have in front of them, and he watched Rylan ride the other man. For his part, Jackson seemed to be having none of the frenzied urges Avery himself was struggling with, or else he was suppressing them far better; he lay rather passive as Rylan fucked herself, using him as little more than a tool, and there was something immensely satisfying to that, Avery found.

It was only when he saw Jackson glance back at him again that Avery's suspicions flared to life, and he had the worst feeling that nothing good was going to come of whatever that little look was about.

After another minute or two had passed, Jackson turned his piercing eyes away from Avery, who felt himself slump in relief. But then Jackson leaned forward, pushing his back off the ground in spite of Rylan's noise of protest, and he held her in his arms for a moment, his pale back turned on Avery to mostly block her own body from his view. He could see it, though, when Jackson's head bowed to press his lips against her ear, and he saw the whisper more than heard it, his eyes narrowing in renewed suspicion.

Her lips pursed together in obvious speculation, Rylan glanced over Jackson's shoulder toward where Avery stood, and he all but froze as she surveyed him. It couldn't bode well, he realized; if whatever Jackson was telling her had her looking in his direction, nothing good was going to come of it.

And then, when Rylan pushed herself away from Jackson and started toward Avery instead, he had his confirmation--and along with it came a ripple of utter panic. If she reached him, he realized--if she touched him--there wasn't going to be anything he could do to stop it.

Avery's eyes were on hers as she walked toward him, her long, red braid swaying behind her. There was a small smile on her lips, and he wondered if that was a good sign. Perhaps if Jackson would just agree to share...

Rylan's palm hit the door to the side of Avery, and she leaned forward, her weight resting on that arm. He blinked at her, drowning beneath the tide of panic and his own, drug-addled urges, and he glanced downward as her other hand fell to his hip.

That was a mistake. Before, when he'd been looking into her eyes, staring at the obviously lustful gaze she had fixed upon him, it had been bad enough; now that he was looking down though, up close and personal with her bare body for the first time in his life--and God, he hoped it wouldn't be the last--he felt himself flush even hotter than before, his hand still on his cock and her hips perilously close by.

Then she leaned even further forward, and her lips touched his.

For all he had tried to avoid it in the past, this was, of course, something he had thought about. But in any situation he could have imagined that would actually lead him to kiss her, the circumstances had always been very far from these.

In those brief, fleeting fantasies he'd never admit to aloud, where he ever confronted about them, Avery was always the hero. More to the point, he was her hero, the one who saved her from whatever new monster she had either decided to go up against or, worse, to let her into her bed like that goddamn werewolf from a while back. He'd save her life, and she'd be grateful, grateful enough that she'd see for the first time that there was something between them, something more than just platonic partnership and friendship, no matter what his own protests tried to convince her on that front.

And in his fantasies, he was always the one to kiss her first.