Golden Sun kink meme, round 2.
Dec. 7th, 2010 05:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
purplepimphatsWell, the old one has served us well, but it's two years old there's a new game out and hopefully this will bring in a whole bunch more activity.
the usual rules apply.
-The only wank with want is the sexy kind. Leave pairing wars, name wars, and kink wankery at the door, please.
-one request per comment.
-not everyone has played Dark Dawn yet, so make sure to label anything with spoilers in the title of the comment.
-you can use the Japanese names and pairing names when making requests, but make sure you put the English names in parentheses for those who aren't in the know about them.
-if you prefer Japanese names, you can stipulate in your request that you'd prefer them, or fill with them.
-a list of kinks to get you started.
-there's no limit on requests at the moment, but the meme will die out if no one fills too, so in general there's a big suggestion of 'if you can, fill for request you make.' However we know that not everyone is a writer or artist, so if you're just here to read, then don't think you can't make requests too.
-just because this is a kink meme doesn't mean PG-13 and under fics can't come play too.
A new posting rule applies. If you want to fill out an old request from the past meme, copy it over and fill it here, but leave a comment at the old meme, so if the op has it tracked, they can find it again.
the usual rules apply.
-The only wank with want is the sexy kind. Leave pairing wars, name wars, and kink wankery at the door, please.
-one request per comment.
-not everyone has played Dark Dawn yet, so make sure to label anything with spoilers in the title of the comment.
-you can use the Japanese names and pairing names when making requests, but make sure you put the English names in parentheses for those who aren't in the know about them.
-if you prefer Japanese names, you can stipulate in your request that you'd prefer them, or fill with them.
-a list of kinks to get you started.
-there's no limit on requests at the moment, but the meme will die out if no one fills too, so in general there's a big suggestion of 'if you can, fill for request you make.' However we know that not everyone is a writer or artist, so if you're just here to read, then don't think you can't make requests too.
-just because this is a kink meme doesn't mean PG-13 and under fics can't come play too.
A new posting rule applies. If you want to fill out an old request from the past meme, copy it over and fill it here, but leave a comment at the old meme, so if the op has it tracked, they can find it again.
A Helping Hand: Revised 8/?
Date: 2011-01-28 10:06 am (UTC)“Dad’s gonna be so proud once he sees the size this thing,” Tyrell laughed, not realizing just how heavy it was when he swung it over his shoulder.
He fell over in a heap, and Matthew took that opportunity to bury him alive.
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Back in the cabin…
Isaac panted as his body shook, covered with a fine sheen of sweat. Hair matted on his forehead, his glazed over eyes were directed unseeingly at the ceiling. He twitched when his prostate was found and turned his attention back to Garet, who had just pulled his slicked fingers out slightly before adding a third one.
He’s sure taking his sweet time, Isaac thought irritably. He propped himself up with his elbows and scowled at Garet, whose other hand was pressed against his thigh, spreading his legs as he leaned forward and affectionately nibbled on the blond’s ear.
Isaac shivered again and reached forward to grab his wrist, halting his motions, trying to coerce him to get it over with already. Sure, he was surprised but nonetheless touched due to just how… gently Garet was treating him, but he was a grown man and knew he could take it. Especially so, with the drug overloading his senses to the point of not being able to think coherently, he really needed him to let go of his inhibitions.
He needed release.
And he needed it now.
Garet took the hint and quickly removed his fingers, earning him a sharp grunt, before positioning himself, looking at him unsurely. Isaac wrapped his legs around him and pushed forward, pulling the head of his cock inside. He winced at the intrusion, and his hand went to straight to his own erection to try to ignore some of the pain. Fortunately for him, Garet had already wrapped his fingers around it and was slowly stroking him, waiting for him to get used it.
“You alright?” he asked, and Isaac wheezed out a hysterical chuckle at the ridiculousness of the question. He hooked an arm around Garet’s neck and pulled himself off of the table, several old notes clinging to his back as his forehead touched Garet’s. A look of understanding dawned on him. Without anything else supporting him, Isaac’s weight dragged him down and hilted the entirety of Garet’s thick cock inside.
Garet immediately placed his other arm on the small of the blond’s back, trying to push him back up. Isaac batted it way with his other hand, muttering a mantra of “Don’t”s through gritted teeth. Garet loosened his hold and leaned forward, pressing Isaac back onto the edge of the table while the blond worked a hand down his torso, all the way to his straining cock, fingers interlocking with Garet’s once they met.
And Isaac had just barely noticed that Garet was still waiting for him to endure the unfamiliar fullness between his legs. A small, grateful smile reached his lips and he angled his head above Garet’s unoccupied shoulder, faintly amused that his beard tickled him if the twitch was any indication, and nodded.
At that, Garet pulled away and his hands retreated to spread Isaac’s thighs apart, letting the blond lay back, to let him try to rebalance himself on his shaky arms. He rocked his hips slowly, back and forth, keeping up with the agonizing pace as Isaac clawed at the papers that managed to topple over from a nearby pile of old notes.
Isaac’s head was pounding, biting his lip as he drew blood. He wanted to shout at Garet to move faster. Thrust harder. Do something instead of prolonging the inevitable as another shudder wracked his whole body. What little of what he was going to say ended up as a long, broken slur. Words were impossible to articulate when Garet had yet again found his prostate and thrust against it repeatedly.