Pathologic Kink Meme!

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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!

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- 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.

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Re: daniil/artemy, erotic prostate massage

[(Anonymous)]

It’s good, at first. It builds. Once he’s satisfied the business end of things is seen to, Daniil just. Takes his sweet time. Teases him with a slow insistent circling against his hole till he decides to dip in slowly, draw out again, tease some more. At first, he strokes Artemiy off while he does it, even leans down to suck it a little when he apparently feels Artemiy’s not reacting enough. By the time he’s sunk his finger back in all the way it’s downright annoying.
“I’ve done this before, you know,” he grits out. The room, which started off chilly, has gotten close and humid. It feels like he’s breathing through a sheet. “I can take some more.”
He looks satisfied by that. “I know,” Daniil says. He licks the head of Artemiy’s cock, holding the base firmly, not stroking, while he pumps his finger in and out. Easily, now, he’s ready for it and Daniil’s been uncharacteristically messy with his cock. Saliva’s run down his crack to help where the lube was already plenty, and his finger’s making wet sounds working in him. It’s - he could really use more. He says so. Daniil hums and sucks his cock a bit, and crooks his finger a little.
The thing is. He knows where his prostate is, and what it does, and how he likes it.
He’s pretty sure.
He’s very sure he’s never had someone do it like this, though. On the few occasions he landed a bed partner who knew what they were doing, they were mostly working him open to take a pounding. A little lucky probing, or some helpful pointers from Artemiy, he might get almost fingered worth a damn. Maybe. He’s done it himself, though, when he was hot for it, bored, ready to give his own willing flesh a bit of practicum.
Still.
Daniil drags his tongue down the length of him, slowly, and pushes a second finger in. He’s lost the distracted expression and the lazily-wandering hands. He even seems like he’s through teasing. His eyes are intense and his fingers are deadly precise. Too precise?
“I know where my prostate is, thanks,” he wheezes, when Daniil’s about rubbed him numb inside. He’s seeing stars already, and Daniil’s stopped licking his cock, stopped even stroking it. He’s all fingers in his ass and eyes on Artemiy’s face, now, apparently, set to kill him with overstimulation.
“I should hope so,” Daniil says lightly.
He keeps working him, mercilessly, till he’s got no choice but to move his hips with it, just to get off the hard hot deft relentless fucking impossible, curling squirming thrusting fucking fingers pumping in and out of him fuck-
“Ugh,” he says. “That’s. Hmn.”
“Yes?” says Daniil, licking his lips. “Go on, Artemiy.”
He’s fallen back against the bed, his hips jerking up. That makes the angle worse-better, and Daniil leaning over him with the muscles of his bicep and forearm taut against his pale skin somehow, somehow, makes him crazy, somehow his dark eyes and his indulgent smile and his fingers trying to dig his fucking soul out and damn near succeeding, he’s, he can’t breathe. Not his fault if he’s whining like he’ll die from it. He might. He’s so hard it almost hurts. Has he ever had it like this before? Could he even do this to himself?
Daniil twists his fingers and then adds a third. Artemiy would curse if he could get the breath in him.
‘You’re killing me. Please touch my cock,’ he’d like to say. What comes out instead is “Kh. Ffh. Please.”
Good enough? Daniil looks delighted by it. He’s grinning now, a wild expression on his face. He’s not thrusting his fingers so hard anymore, it’s impossible to get his balance, the room’s spinning and he’s almost choking, it feels like he can feel it in his throat. Could he die of this, possibly, if he can’t get air and he can’t come and Daniil keeps fingering him?
“Please. Come. Let. Mn. Uh.” Words. Not working how he’d like. His arms won’t work, either. Every time he tries to reach for himself he loses coordination. He’s writhing as best he can, trying to fuck himself down on it or get away or, something, anything really. At this point he’s given up on dignity. He’s drowning. He’s going to die from this.
“Go on,” Daniil says, and presses his palm against Artemiy’s cock, and keeps fingering him like the sadist he is. “Come.”
He. Gives up completely. Bucks and grinds into Daniil’s hand, lets himself come apart between those two points of sensation, forgets his voice for the shouting.
He’s loud when he wants to be, it turns out.
And when he doesn’t.
And after, and through, and Daniil keeps him like that, hand pressed to his softening dick and his fingers - is it just two now? - still working him slow and impossible and. He keeps coming, kind of, agonizingly, twitching, weak, his nerves fried and screaming and his throat raw.
“Fuck,” he manages finally. Daniil’s almost stopped, but he hasn’t withdrawn, still holding two fingers in him and just. Reminding him, barely gently enough to avoid the edge of pain.
At last, at long fucking last, he slides his fingers out. That actually hurts, overstimulated as he is. He knows how to avoid tensing and making it worse, but still. “Fuck,” he says again, for good measure.
Daniil gets up and washes his hands. Comes back wiping his face with a wet towel. Stands by the bed a minute, regarding him, while Artemiy just lays there boneless and fucked-out and barely alive. He’s so sweaty he’s sure he’ll have left a silhouette on the bed.
“You’re a mess,” Daniil observes.
“Your fault,” Artemiy croaks.
He doesn’t even try to catch the towel as Daniil drops it onto his face.
It’s cool and weirdly soothing - he’d have thought, for how hard it was to breathe a minute ago, he’d be suffocated if he covered his nose and mouth with a wet cloth. It’s nice, though, actually.
A second later, the bed dips, and the cloth moves off his face and then down his neck, slowly. Daniil leaves it lying across his collarbones. He leans over him.
He’s smiling.
“Catch your breath,” he says. “I’m going to have a cigarette.”
“Outside.”
“Of course.”
He picks up Artemiy’s shirt from the floor and slips it on like it’s his. It doesn’t fit, of course, and it doesn’t suit him, and yet it’s the most natural thing in the world. Should it thrill him, Daniil wearing his clothes? Should it mean something? It makes the most sense, somehow, out of everything in the room and perhaps out of everything in the world, that Daniil should take his shirt from where he’d dropped it so carelessly and shrug it on like it was left there for him. To return to the room, when he finally decides to, smelling of smoke, and lay his cold hands on Artemiy’s throat.
“Warm me up,” Daniil says, and so he does.

Re: daniil/artemy, erotic prostate massage

[(Anonymous)]

this is really good and hot.......... i love the progression of artemy being kind of dubious and daniil teasing to artemy completely wrecked and begging while daniil takes him apart, and how natural and comfortably they interact with each other!!! good fic anon thank you!

Re: daniil/artemy, erotic prostate massage

[(Anonymous)]

The two most stand-out things about this piece of writing is 1) how honed in on Artemy's POV it is, and 2) how nitty-gritty it gets into discussing bodies. The writing style is so much like getting Artemy's stream of consciousness. It's really heavily filtered through his own ideas and perceptions of the world, and indeed Daniil. I like the hints of snarky humour that we get glimpses of in canon and how... intimate, I suppose, it is to have such close access to a character's thought patterns/process.

Secondly, porn seldom deals with the realities of bodies and it just feels so appropriate, both for a kink like this one and coming from Artemy the surgeon/doctor/menkhu who does have to deal with the realities of anatomy and physiology on a day-to-day basis.

Finally, shout-out to Daniil's initial clinical approach, which felt very in character (and hot), plus the little give aways of how into it he gets, 'liking his lips', his 'delighted look', etc. Bravo!

Re: daniil/artemy, erotic prostate massage

[(Anonymous)]

i really wish i could give this the review it deserves because the way you write their relationship as so natural is making me lose my mind but alas prostate massage + overstimulated bears are the hottest things in the world so i'm too busy screaming about that to scream as loud as i want to about how good their dynamic is

Re: daniil/artemy, erotic prostate massage

[(Anonymous)]

WOW this was hot. i loved the buildup of tension... and daniil being in charge. thank you author anon!!