Pathologic Kink Meme!

[maximumhusky]

Hello, welcome to the Pathologic Kink Meme! WARNING: This one is NSFW!

Please make anonymous prompts for things you would like to see, or anonymously fulfill prompts by creating stories, poetry, drawn art, music, or anything! I just want to say that this prompt meme is open to people of all skill levels, so have fun!

Some basic rules that were recommended to help out before we get started:

- This is the Pathologic Kink Meme, and it's NSFW! Please post any NSFW prompts or fills here. A good rule of thumb is whether or not you'd be comfortable with your boss at work looking over your shoulder and reading what you have on screen.

- If anything is a little too explicit in detail (e.g. in terms of medical procedures or gore), it probably needs to be here as well. Basic mentioning of medical procedures is allowed, but this is just in case for folks who have limits in regard to certain explicit things. Speaking of explicit things...

- Please use tags and content warnings, especially for things that people might be triggered over. For prompt fillers, please put those tags in the beginning of the post so that way people can skip over them if need be. Tags can also attract people to your art if it has content that they're interested in, so it can be a helpful tool for content creators as well.

- No writers of incest (kains which does include aglaya and her relatives, stamatins, olgimskys, etc), underage/adult ships (which DOES include Clara,) or rape. Please don't make anything gross happen to underage characters!

- Multiple fills to a single prompt is not only accepted, but wonderful! It's a win-win for everybody!

- In the case of a filler of a prompt going inactive for a long time in the middle of a story, it's okay for a different person to continue where they left off. Please make it obvious that you're not the original author, and then feel free to write.

And that's as much as I have in regards to rules! Hopefully these answered answer any questions you might have! Feel free to recommend any rules of your own, or ask me for clarification on the current ones.

AND THAT'S IT! Have fun! :D

LINKS:

Pathologic Prompt Meme: https://pathologicroundrobin.dreamwidth.org/825.html
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Pathologic Kink Meme (nsfw): https://pathologicroundrobin.dreamwidth.org/1201.html
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Re: Artemy/Peter 1/2

[(Anonymous)]

He already knows he doesn’t have to wait and adjust for Peter. Artemy grabs his leg and works him open, a knee on the edge of the mattress to give him a better angle. He pulls Peter’s body in and shudders at the quiet sound he makes, all breath and sighs and not much for words. Artemy already knows who makes the most noise out of the two of them; it is Artemy himself, as he starts to lean forward, support Peter on his thigh, then on the bed, finding just how far he can bend him back.

Far, it seems. Peter’s arms find Artemy’s shoulders, and he tugs him closer as Artemy grinds down his hips to fuck him harder. The slow pace that Peter embraces him rivals the sharp movement of Artemy’s hips, providing him a place to lower his head and grunt, gasp, and groan. Artemy hangs his head over Peter and listens to him breathe sharp, yet quiet, as if he’s keeping silent to hear Artemy’s own snarl.

Artemy gets his hands under Peter’s thighs and pulls him up. The sound of surprise as his cock sinks to the hilt inside Peter is enough to make Artemy’s head swim.

Peter’s blunted nails feel sharp in his back. He drags him in and Artemy services him, rocking his hips like he can’t catch the wrong pace, holding Peter open at just, just the right angle. Artemy drags Peter against him for just a moment, providing the full swell of his cock, and he breaks the veneer of his silent breathing to hear Peter yelp.

His own fingers bend, gripping his thighs just enough to ache. Artemy drops a hand down into the bed to catch himself, give himself just the right angle to hit him harder, harder, the right, right spot, the kind that makes Peter clench down around him as if he’s keeping him in there. Artemy fills his lungs with a hard breath and, with one last press of his cock inside of him, pulls out, the hand on the bed reaching for his cock to help his release down on to Peter’s body.

The absence comes as a shock. Peter grabs Artemy’s other hand, which makes him fall the short distance to the bed after he yanks it free, and presses his warm fingers against his well worn cunt. Artemy fills him with his fingers, slipping in as easy as he had with his cock, pressing his thumb right against his swollen clit. Peter’s hand remains over him, as if he is guiding Artemy into him, curling inside and helping him find the fall, and when it hits him he draws Artemy deep into him, until his knuckles drag against his hair.

Artemy is breathing harder than Peter, keeping himself inside with the torment of his thumb. Peter looks good when he falls open like this. If they were in a better position to excuse it, he’d lay down next to him, still inside. Peter clenches hard against Artemy, once again finally finding it in him to groan louder than the rest. Artemy circles his clit with his thumb through Peter’s orgasm, watching his eyes squeeze shut and shoot open in his throes.

When it is just them, and their two bodies, Peter seems to fall to quick peace once more, closing his eyes and breathing slowly once more. Artemy looks to the mess he made over his stomach, and resists the compulsion to cough.

“You - need me to get you-?”

“No… I’m fine.”

Peter drags himself back with his arms, sitting up. There are streaks of Artemy down his stomach, and when he sits up, it settles down between his legs. Artemy looks away, becoming too aware of their evening.

“I’ll be back,” Artemy murmurs, stepping from the bed, grabbing his trousers off the floor as he walks to the washroom.

“I’ll be here,” Peter says quietly, rolling his head back into a dream.

Re: Artemy/Peter 1/2

[(Anonymous)]

I really liked the tone of this fill. There was a dream-like quality to it that suits anything involving Peter, but I particularly like that, strangely enough, it's coming through so strongly in Artemy's POV. I also liked how richly detailed the physical aspects of this piece were. There's a lot of emphasis on sensation and reaction and bodies, but it still feels... idk, tasteful? It's just very well written. I had a lot of fun with this exploration of a cool rare-pair. Thanks for sharing!