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As promised in this post (which no one read, lol) I am opening this journal up to an anonymous kink meme. This has nothing to do with my birthday, it just happens to be the most convenient weekend for me for awhile. So, this kink meme will run from now until 10pm January 17th, at which I will turn IP logging back on.
EDIT: Okay, so, this kink meme will run until it runs out of steam, I suppose. I thought to end it tomorrow but that is not to be. I suppose there is no set date now. When prompts start to slow and folks aren't telling me they are working on fills then I'll let everyone know it is coming to end. Also, I've cleaned up my edits a bit.
Rules
1. Anonymous comments only - all others will be deleted by me with no warning.
2. In the subject line of your request put 'Request'
3.One claim per request. Reply to the request comment with 'I've got this' or something, I'm not fussed and then go write your kinky goodness. When you're all ready, post your kinky goodness in reply to the original request.
4. This is a kink meme. No gen, no G, no PG, and no PG13. R and NC17 only. Anything else will get my delete hammer.
5. Remus/Sirius only, though they are free to bring along extra playmates if they so choose.
6. No flames. If I get enough of them I'll turn IP logging back on and this kink meme will be over.
These rules are subject to change by the management, er, me. I've never done this before and the rules as I've laid them out might be quite silly and unworkable. If that is the case, I'll edit the post and make a notation in red letters or something.
EDIT: Art fills are more than welcome!
EDIT 2: I just noticed people are forgetting to put Request in the subject line. People, don't make me spank you.
EDIT: 3 Multiple fills per request is fine. I DID say this was my first time hosting one of these things. :)
EDIT 4: Anon means anon. The rules are simple. Please follow them. I've been lax on reviewers and will continue to be so but if you fill a request, do it anon.
EDIT: Okay, so, this kink meme will run until it runs out of steam, I suppose. I thought to end it tomorrow but that is not to be. I suppose there is no set date now. When prompts start to slow and folks aren't telling me they are working on fills then I'll let everyone know it is coming to end. Also, I've cleaned up my edits a bit.
Rules
1. Anonymous comments only - all others will be deleted by me with no warning.
2. In the subject line of your request put 'Request'
3.
4. This is a kink meme. No gen, no G, no PG, and no PG13. R and NC17 only. Anything else will get my delete hammer.
5. Remus/Sirius only, though they are free to bring along extra playmates if they so choose.
6. No flames. If I get enough of them I'll turn IP logging back on and this kink meme will be over.
These rules are subject to change by the management, er, me. I've never done this before and the rules as I've laid them out might be quite silly and unworkable. If that is the case, I'll edit the post and make a notation in red letters or something.
EDIT: Art fills are more than welcome!
EDIT 2: I just noticed people are forgetting to put Request in the subject line. People, don't make me spank you.
EDIT: 3 Multiple fills per request is fine. I DID say this was my first time hosting one of these things. :)
EDIT 4: Anon means anon. The rules are simple. Please follow them. I've been lax on reviewers and will continue to be so but if you fill a request, do it anon.
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From: (Anonymous)
Not That Kind of Girl 1/3
Sirius couldn’t remember ever being this happy. Remus had finally agreed to share a flat with him, something Sirius had been pleading for all through seventh year. James and Lily were a couple and they lived together, why not he and Remus?
All of Remus’ reasons and excuses came crumbling to nothing when Sirius, heart in his throat and sweat beading across his brow, said, ‘I love you, Moony; don’t you see? I love you.’ Remus had bloomed into a beautiful blush and smiled that little smile Sirius always wanted to kiss so he could make it his own. Then Remus had linked his arms around Sirius’ neck, looked up at him so sincerely, and said, ‘Okay.’
That was just the beginning. Next they had to pick a place and that was a headache all its own. Sirius eventually quit listening to Remus’ protests about what he could and couldn’t afford, and picked out a posh flat on London’s West End. When Remus opened his mouth to protest, Sirius had simply said ‘I love you. Let me do this for us.’ That blush Sirius loved returned and all the protests died, Remus looking at Sirius like he wasn’t quite sure he was real. Sirius was unashamedly pleased he had such a fantastic weapon. A simple ‘I love you,’ and Remus was putty in his paws.
Sirius wondered if he could take this so far as to purchase an elf. He didn’t fancy cleaning up after himself and if Remus had to do it all it would surely lead to arguments. Sirius made up his mind and so climbed the stairs up to their bedroom to let Remus know he was going out for awhile. He would evade if he had to and baring that, Sirius still had ‘I love you’ in his arsenal. He was still grinning at his own cleverness, feeling positively giddy at how well this was all working out as he entered the bedroom.
From: (Anonymous)
Re: Not That Kind of Girl 2/3
“Moony, I’m go – ” Sirius’ words died in his throat. Remus was transferring clothes from his trunk to the dresser. That’s not what stopped Sirius cold. It was the sort of clothes Remus was transferring that caught Sirius by surprise. Remus was frozen except for a single tight swallow. In his hands were the frilliest, laciest knickers Sirius had ever seen.
“Are those yours?” asked Sirius. It was a silly question with an obvious answer but his brain was having trouble with normal functioning.
Remus swallowed again and nodded.
“Merlin,” was all Sirius could manage. Gods, but he wanted to see Remus in those knickers.
“I can explain,” offered Remus feebly.
Sirius was pretty sure he understood the implication. He waved this away with a swish of his hand in the air. “I want to see,” he said hoarsely.
Remus swallowed again, looking adorably unsure of himself. “What?”
Sirius took a deep steadying breath. “Get your kit off. I want to see you in those.”
Helplessly, Remus held the collection of knickers out for Sirius’ inspection. “Which ones?”
“All of them,” answered Sirius.
“A-All of them?” stuttered Remus.
Sirius was hard just thinking of it, his arousal making him impatient. He strode over to Remus and caught him in kiss, hard and unforgiving. “Put on a show for me, Moony,” he said breathlessly. “You’ve been holding out on me. I want to see what I’ve been missing.”
When Remus didn’t move, apparently too shocked to do anything but stare at Sirius, Sirius helpfully pulled Remus’ jumper over his head and then fumbled with shaking fingers at Remus’ flies. The knickers which Remus clutched tightly in both hands fell to the floor as surprise got the better of him. Sirius pushed Remus toward the bed and removed his own clothes and then picked the knickers up off the floor examining them in closer detail.
There were six in total. Sirius briefly pondered if Remus had more, but decided six was a good place to start. Two were black, one with lace edging, the other free from all frilly trappings but it did have the most intriguing strip of material that was little more than a glorified string. Sirius wondered how Remus fit his bits into these tiny things and then swallowed. The image of Remus busting out the front made his cock twitch with interest. One pair was white, plain cotton – the sort of knickers good girls wore. Sirius groaned quietly at the absolute naughtiness implicit in that. The fourth was pink and entirely made up of lace. Sirius imagined these must be scratchy and then wondered if that wasn’t the point. A satiny red pair was held together at the sides with long thin ties looped into a bow. All Sirius would have to do was pull at that bow with his teeth and Remus would spring free. Sirius whimpered. The last sported a high cut and was velvet, maroon in color. Sirius brought the lot to his nose and inhaled deeply. He could smell the fresh scent of detergent and under that, Remus.
Sirius glanced up at Remus to find him watching Sirius avidly, his eyes full of trepidation. Sirius felt a wave of guilt for making Remus wait so mercilessly. Though, shouldn’t this be something Remus had shared before now? Think of all the fun they could have had getting Remus into and out of these ridiculous things. Sirius sauntered toward the bed, caught between the decision to make Remus suffer a little more or assuage his fear with reassurance. Then Sirius had a brilliant stroke of genius.
Without a word he tossed Remus the black pair with the string thing. He just had to see those on. Then he grinned impishly at Remus and pulled on the white cotton pair. What a farce; Sirius playing the good girl in Remus’ oh-so-innocent cotton knickers. That got a small laugh from Remus. When Sirius looked at him again two thoughts occurred simultaneously. First, he was pleased to see Remus relaxed, the second, Remus in those knickers could stop Sirius’ heart. The knickers did a poor job of holding Remus in. His hard cock peeked out the top, his balls bulging out the sides.
“Remus,” he said hoarsely, then added, “Turn around.”
From: (Anonymous)
Re: Not That Kind of Girl 3/3
Remus blushed fiercely, but did as he was asked. On Remus’ thin frame, Sirius could easily follow the black line from between his legs, up through his crack to where it joined the rest of the… garment. That was overstating it a tad but Sirius was low on words at the moment.
“That has to be the sexiest thing I have ever seen.” Sirius spoke with such sincerity that it made Remus giggle.
“Come here,” purred Remus. Sirius’ honest reaction seemed to have boosted his confidence. Sirius obeyed immediately, fairly running to the bed. He leaped on Remus, pushing him back against the bed and ground their cocks together, his mouth finding Remus’ in an urgent kiss.
Remus pushed him over, then turned into him, trailing his fingers up the white cotton, wonderingly. “I never thought…”
Sirius bucked up into the too gentle touch. “Talk later, Remus.”
Remus laughed, his face glowing. Sirius reckoned Remus never thought he’d go for this. True, he probably wouldn’t have thought of it on his own, but Remus always had good ideas in bed. Sirius grinned and then flipped their positions. He nuzzled his face into Remus crotch, feeling smooth satin and rough, wiry hair. He let his eyes glide up to Remus’ cock, glistening from too much moisture welling at the tip.
“God, Sirius, I could come just from you looking at me like that.”
Sirius sucked an exposed testicle into his mouth, gently sucking it and holding Remus’ gaze. He wanted to see Remus come just from having Sirius admire him in his knickers. He slid a finger behind Remus’ balls, finding the thin strap. He pulled it taut and let it snap back. That was all it took. Remus’ head fell back against the pillows, hips bucking as he came, Sirius’ name on his lips. The ejaculate made a proper mess of his stomach and those lovely, incomprehensible knickers.
Despite his own neglected erection, Sirius couldn’t have been more pleased. He swirled his fingers in the mess Remus made and then pushed his fingers into Remus’ mouth. Remus’ eyes were wide as he sucked Sirius’ fingers clean.
“You made a mess,” said Sirius unnecessarily. He dipped his fingers in the mess again, this time sucking his own fingers clean. Remus laughed, still trying to catch his breath. Sirius’ fingers played in the come some more, alternating between drawing silly patterns and feeding it to Remus and himself.
“Oh,” said Remus suddenly. “You didn’t – ”
“I’m the good girl here, Remus,” said Sirius, mock-peevishly, taking the piss. He still couldn’t quite believe that these knickers were in Remus’ collection of naughty underthings. They were chaste in comparison to the others, if you didn’t dwell to long on the fact they belonged to a boy. “I couldn’t possibly let you – ”
That thought was cut off by a growl and a pounce. “Let’s find out what sort of girl you really are, hm?”
From: (Anonymous)
Re: Not That Kind of Girl 3/3
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Re: Not That Kind of Girl 3/3
I am absolutely delighted!!! I was dyinggggggg here! The lingerie! White cotton "good girl" panties! On Sirius!!! Dyingggggg, I tell you!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Bloody fantastic! And very them, too.
From: (Anonymous)
Re: Not That Kind of Girl 3/3
Also, I'm very pleasantly surprised that it's Remus who wears the knickers first, it's usually the other way around in the fics I've read. Oh, Moony. <3 And he has good ideas in bed. Oh my!