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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Inverted [7/?]

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It was… unusual, the way Frost was acting. Sparrow watched him closely, silently contemplating what exactly was going on in front of her. That was the least fight she'd ever seen anyone put up during their Victory, in spite of the way the man had been acting before; perhaps he was merely wiser than most, or else more self-preserving. Usually, a victor had to be forced into this first step of their humiliation, but Frost had let himself be easily coerced; Octavian had done nothing more than ask him, and Frost had given him exactly what he'd wished. How that resistance of his was going to inevitably come out, then, she had to wonder; she was starting to get the feeling that perhaps the Circle had finally gotten their hands on someone more dangerous to them than they realized.

Oh, how she hoped that turned out to be true--provided it didn't get the poor bastard killed.

Sparrow watched with a distinct distaste and a barely-suppressed frown Frost pleasured the other man, his hands coming to rest on Octavian's thighs while he sucked his cock. From the look on Octavian's face, he was good at it, too; Sparrow hadn't seen Octavian that delighted in quite a while, and she feared it didn't bode well for this new victor, at all. She would need to watch them both closely, she realized; if Octavian got it in his head that he wanted to have someone, that he wanted to take someone apart at the seems and remold them into what he wanted them to be, just as he had done to Izzy a few years ago, there weren't many who could stand in his way.

As it stood, Sparrow could only hope to deter him at the first signs of any potential obsession, and even that might not be enough. With any luck, Frost wouldn't capture Octavian's eye for long.

Octavian's head rolled backward as he came, his hand on the back of Frost's own head as his mouth hung open and his eyes fluttered shut. Sparrow hated that she knew what this looked like--that she knew what any part of him looked like, from the expression of his orgasm to the shape of his cock--but she certainly couldn't do a thing about it. She had to be here just as everyone else did, and now that it seemed Octavian was done, everyone else was about to get their turns to play.

Her stomach churned, and German pulled her just a bit closer, his fingers moving over her skin in that same repetitive stroking he'd used to calm her for years now. She had no idea what she would do without him, she reminded herself again, and she snuggled up against him now as intimately as if they were the actual couple they claimed to be.

"Wonderful, Stelian," Octavian said back in the center of the room, and Frost pulled back as soon as the larger man let him. Sparrow watched his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed, eyes as defiant as ever, and Sparrow truly had to hand it to him; for having no idea what was going to happen to him before the very moment it did, Frost certainly knew how to play the Circle's game almost as well as they did. Provided nothing particularly unfortunate happened, he might get through this far easier than most.

Then again, she didn't know much about his psyche yet; perhaps he was more fragile than he let on. She'd find out soon enough.

"You weren't the one we wanted," Octavian went on, and somehow he managed to make even praise sound like utter degradation, "but I think we might've gotten lucky this year anyway." He stroked the still-kneeling man's cheek in a kind of twisted, pseudo-affectionate gesture, and Frost didn't even flinch. "If you can be as good for the rest of us as you just were for me, you've got quite the future ahead of you here. I think we might have a new favorite on our hands."

There was, to Sparrow's endless disgust, a cheer that went around the room at that, and Octavian smirked like the smuggest snake in the fucking world as he took a step back from Frost. The other man hesitated, staying on his knees as if he was sure trying to rise was a bad idea (and it was), and his eyes followed the first man with enough balls to dare stepping toward him.