Gift smut community plug, and ficlet!
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merry_smutmas authors--that's still under a veil of secrecy! But now we can openly plug smutmas_elves, the gift community for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gmth, who created the Secret Santa smutfic HP group but could ask for no gift herself (cue weeping here). Gina was given her present yesterday, and now it can be babbled about! Art and stories all devoted to the sort of smut that Gina likes (we hope we got it right). Go check out smutmas_elves.
And I posted a ficlet there, which I'll cross-post here, too.
Kingdom of Sweets, Harry/Lucius, Harry/Snape. Soft NC-17. Humiliation kink (you'll see). Kink, pink, tulle, and tears, in a few hundred words.
Pink.
No, Severus could not have chosen better. White would have been lovely, but pink was far more obscene for the purpose, emphasizing not simply femininity but girlishness.
Proper little slut, he looked.
It pleased Lucius to consider the boy from the toes on up, and so he did. The pink en pointes, with their satin ribbons criss-crossing up the slender calves, looked like their own form of bondage, like some version of misogynistic Chinese tradition. The tights were so sheer it was hard to tell their color at all. Lucius wondered if they'd used a depilatory charm on the boy's legs or just a razor. He'd've loved to have watched him staying still for the latter.
The tulle of the skirt had silver spangles among the pink. There would be no steadfast tin soldier to provide a haven for this particular little dancer, however.
What struck Lucius as the most lewd detail of the ensemble, however, was not the skirt, nor the tights, nor even the artful minimum of cosmetics that had been used on the boy--silver glitter and lip paint the color of an infant girl's perambulator blanket. No, truly Severus's most splendid choice was the way the bodice of the costume did not carry all the way to the shoulders, but instead ended mid-chest, allowing the boy's nipples to crest just above the scalloped-lace edge of it with each breath he took.
It was impossible to see that and not want to tongue those nipples.
In fact, Lucius had no intention of resisting. Setting a careful hand on the boy's waist-- corseted into a near-womanly curve--so that he would not risk crushing the tulle, Lucius pulled him forward the few steps needed to bring him near, and bent his head and licked at one fawn-colored circle of flesh. The boy whimpered.
"Don't spoil his makeup," said Severus. "Voldemort will have your head."
"I shan't," said Lucius. "But his tears seem to be doing that already."
"Merlin." Severus tipped the boy's head towards him and swiped at one tear track that had cut through the glitter. "Stop blubbering, Potter. You think you'd be used to this by now."
No, Lucius thought. The beauty is that he's not.
He slid a hand beneath the tulle flounces and into the waistband of the tights, where he set about coaxing yet another reluctant erection out of the boy, not caring if Severus chided him for it. If the boy soiled the tights, the skirt should hide it.
Severus had finished correcting the smudge and now set a pink flower-bedecked tiara in the boy's black hair. "There, that should do."
Lucius raised an eyebrow, not ceasing the actions of his hand. "Flowers?"
"Yes, Lucius, flowers. The Sugar Plum Fairy doesn't actually have sugar plums on the tiara, you literal-minded dunce."
"Have a care, Severus. I could still ruin his makeup for you." The pink mouth was certainly tempting enough. Particularly in the way the lips were now parted, breath panting through them as Lucius continued to stroke the boy's nylon-clad cock.
"Leave him be." Severus's voice was neutral, showing he hadn't taken the threat at all seriously. "It's almost time for the performance."
Lucius removed his hand, not without reluctance, but he would have his turn later. And it was pleasant to leave the boy aching. Indeed, Potter was having difficulty keeping his hands at his sides. Lovely.
"Our lord does enjoy these Christmas Pantomimes, " Lucius said aloud, tracing a finger along the boy's chest before letting him go.
Severus made a minute adjustment to the tiara. "Where would we be without traditions."
merry_smutmas authors--that's still under a veil of secrecy! But now we can openly plug smutmas_elves, the gift community for gmth, who created the Secret Santa smutfic HP group but could ask for no gift herself (cue weeping here). Gina was given her present yesterday, and now it can be babbled about! Art and stories all devoted to the sort of smut that Gina likes (we hope we got it right). Go check out smutmas_elves.And I posted a ficlet there, which I'll cross-post here, too.
Kingdom of Sweets, Harry/Lucius, Harry/Snape. Soft NC-17. Humiliation kink (you'll see). Kink, pink, tulle, and tears, in a few hundred words.
Pink.
No, Severus could not have chosen better. White would have been lovely, but pink was far more obscene for the purpose, emphasizing not simply femininity but girlishness.
Proper little slut, he looked.
It pleased Lucius to consider the boy from the toes on up, and so he did. The pink en pointes, with their satin ribbons criss-crossing up the slender calves, looked like their own form of bondage, like some version of misogynistic Chinese tradition. The tights were so sheer it was hard to tell their color at all. Lucius wondered if they'd used a depilatory charm on the boy's legs or just a razor. He'd've loved to have watched him staying still for the latter.
The tulle of the skirt had silver spangles among the pink. There would be no steadfast tin soldier to provide a haven for this particular little dancer, however.
What struck Lucius as the most lewd detail of the ensemble, however, was not the skirt, nor the tights, nor even the artful minimum of cosmetics that had been used on the boy--silver glitter and lip paint the color of an infant girl's perambulator blanket. No, truly Severus's most splendid choice was the way the bodice of the costume did not carry all the way to the shoulders, but instead ended mid-chest, allowing the boy's nipples to crest just above the scalloped-lace edge of it with each breath he took.
It was impossible to see that and not want to tongue those nipples.
In fact, Lucius had no intention of resisting. Setting a careful hand on the boy's waist-- corseted into a near-womanly curve--so that he would not risk crushing the tulle, Lucius pulled him forward the few steps needed to bring him near, and bent his head and licked at one fawn-colored circle of flesh. The boy whimpered.
"Don't spoil his makeup," said Severus. "Voldemort will have your head."
"I shan't," said Lucius. "But his tears seem to be doing that already."
"Merlin." Severus tipped the boy's head towards him and swiped at one tear track that had cut through the glitter. "Stop blubbering, Potter. You think you'd be used to this by now."
No, Lucius thought. The beauty is that he's not.
He slid a hand beneath the tulle flounces and into the waistband of the tights, where he set about coaxing yet another reluctant erection out of the boy, not caring if Severus chided him for it. If the boy soiled the tights, the skirt should hide it.
Severus had finished correcting the smudge and now set a pink flower-bedecked tiara in the boy's black hair. "There, that should do."
Lucius raised an eyebrow, not ceasing the actions of his hand. "Flowers?"
"Yes, Lucius, flowers. The Sugar Plum Fairy doesn't actually have sugar plums on the tiara, you literal-minded dunce."
"Have a care, Severus. I could still ruin his makeup for you." The pink mouth was certainly tempting enough. Particularly in the way the lips were now parted, breath panting through them as Lucius continued to stroke the boy's nylon-clad cock.
"Leave him be." Severus's voice was neutral, showing he hadn't taken the threat at all seriously. "It's almost time for the performance."
Lucius removed his hand, not without reluctance, but he would have his turn later. And it was pleasant to leave the boy aching. Indeed, Potter was having difficulty keeping his hands at his sides. Lovely.
"Our lord does enjoy these Christmas Pantomimes, " Lucius said aloud, tracing a finger along the boy's chest before letting him go.
Severus made a minute adjustment to the tiara. "Where would we be without traditions."
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Date: 2003-12-26 06:17 am (UTC)I think that the sentence would work better without the last comparison to Chinese foot-binding, for two reasons. One being that misogynistic is a clinical term that throws the reader out of fantasy and into a realm of value judgment, and two - the calves and the feet are different areas, and the comparison isn't really apt, particularly as foot-binding is nothing like bondage. It's a permanent transformation of a body part for aesthetic/traditional purposes. Apart from that, the story is very effective.
-brodie
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Date: 2003-12-26 06:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-26 09:09 am (UTC)I loved that you compared the criss-crossing pink ribbons to foot bonding, myself. It was perfect to me, and I swear I'm not just kissing ass. Because the actual tradition/ritual/whatever was wrapped so deeply in their twisted views of what was considered feminine, but yet it was such severe torture. And so controlled. So that worked perfectly for me. 'Misogynistic' didn't throw me off at all. Of course I didn't have my dictionary handy so I just skipped that word. ;)
The most absolutely perfect bit to me has to be his pretty tear tracks through the glitter makeup. *sigh* Keep your filthy hands away, Snape!
"No, Lucius thought. The beauty is that he's not."
Agreed.
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Date: 2003-12-26 04:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-26 05:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-27 07:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-26 10:44 am (UTC)This was wonderfully kinky stuff ^_^ Mmm...
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Date: 2003-12-27 06:50 am (UTC)^_^'
Date: 2003-12-26 12:00 pm (UTC)You! Yes, you! I went to see 'Finding Nemo' today and what's the first thing I think of when Gill appears on screen? Your Nemo/Gill story! >_< I was there surrounded by innocence and thinking of slash. I'm sooo bad.
And it's all your fault! =P (just joking of course)
PS I loved your new fic, by the way. Mmh, Harry in pink...
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Date: 2003-12-27 06:52 am (UTC)*grins* It was there, man! The slash was all there! I just filled in the gaps. Seriously, I'm thrilled you saw the movie--everyone should see it!
(and so glad you liked the fic! Smooch.)
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Date: 2003-12-26 12:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-27 06:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-26 05:22 pm (UTC)But you are like, so like, totally me new, like, God.
I couldn't help but add the colorful...adjectives? What is 'like' in this context?
That's besides the point. The point being, that this story is beyond all doubt one of the most riveting, and just plain decadent, humilation kink stories of all time.
Is there an award for that? There should be. If I could make icons, I'd make you one that had a little pink edge of tulle skirt, and it would say:
I won the
Most Riveting and Just Plain
Decadent Humiliation Kink
award.
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Date: 2003-12-27 07:03 am (UTC)*glomps you*
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Date: 2003-12-26 11:13 pm (UTC)I kept thinking of those beautiful harlequin dolls, do you have them? Elegant in silk, perfect makeup, with a crystal tear on one cheek. Purely ornamental.
The ballet shoes really did something for me, too, though I think it's because I associate them with real ballet dancers and the contrast between how beautiful they look, up on pointes, and the agony they feel and the damage they do themselves for this wonderful effect.
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Date: 2003-12-27 09:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-27 08:36 pm (UTC)Oh yes, those were my exact thoughts when I first read this as well.
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Date: 2003-12-28 08:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-28 07:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-29 06:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-27 11:18 am (UTC)Yes, I braved the big bad internet to find an icon maker.
They aren't very professional, but they are fun. I wish I could post them for all to see, but I cannot.
Hope you like, and again,
Wow. I loved this story.
Now, I'm making an icon of Draco in a silver tutu...
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Date: 2003-12-27 05:03 pm (UTC)What the heck is the background on this one?!
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Date: 2003-12-27 10:27 pm (UTC)Obviously.
And there is on with a short, dark haired person wearing a pink tutu, bent over touching the floor.
And then just a guy wearing only nylons.
Why? Because I care.
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Date: 2003-12-28 08:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-27 10:28 pm (UTC)Any thing else from this story that just jumps out and screams "MAKE ME AN ICON!"?
I'm looking for bright pink lips. So, other than that?
Or any other stories. Yours or someone else's?
Just give me a link to the story.
I'm on a role. Please, give me inspiration.
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Date: 2003-12-28 08:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-28 11:09 am (UTC)Sorry, Yaya sisterhood movie.
Which is nothing like the book. Nor is Practical Magic like it's book, and both involve Sandra Bullock, and both are really good movies and books, even though they aren't the same.
Now, where do I go to read this skirt fic?
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Date: 2003-12-28 12:59 pm (UTC)http://www.snowroses.net/apollo/overthefence1.htm
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Date: 2003-12-27 02:10 pm (UTC)*whimpers at the implied previous, ah, dressings*
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Date: 2003-12-27 05:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-28 10:56 am (UTC)Also... not to be a bother or anything, but when is Lupin going to make a scene in
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Date: 2003-12-28 12:16 pm (UTC)And thank you for the prompt. Yes, I need to do that. It's been hard to assess what his role in this will be, I guess, and I've been putting it off waiting for inspiration. Back to plain old force-it-to-work, I guess! (Harry sent an Owl? When? Shoot! I completely missed that! *goes to check again*)
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Date: 2003-12-28 06:33 pm (UTC)I seem to have passed by and caught sight of your...well, site, and I happen to own a community where you can post fics, even chapter fics.
I'm just asking whether you'll be interested of not, if not, it's okay.
Oh, and I'm friending you by the way.
Just passing by,
xxjericahxx
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Date: 2003-12-29 06:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-01 12:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-01 12:48 pm (UTC)Thank you! Yeah, I saw Harry as so far gone in all this that he knows there's no point in speaking; nothing will save him, he might get struck for impudence, and it'll betray how his voice is breaking. ^_^
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