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Hello! This is the first part of the kinktober challenge. As I know myself I make no promises to be consistent in length, time, or even following the basic every day rule. Despite that, I’m excited to start! I’ll put all of them in separate works here on ao3, so people looking for something specific can get those tags, but I’ll put them all under the same kinktober collection. Here are my prompts:1 - Dry humping
2 - Mpreg
3 - Robot objectum
4 - Devoted begging
5 - Gun
6 - Alien eggs
7 - Omegaverse
8 - Non / dubcon
9 - Eroguro
10 - Strangers
11 - Obsession
12 - Kidnapping
13 - Masturbation
14 - Hunter / prey
15 - Petplay
16 - Eyeballs
17 - Cosplay
18 - Hypno
19 - Misgender
20 - Nullification
21 - Feedism
22 - Forced submission
23 - Knife
24 - Confined
25 - Praise
26 - Overstim
27 - Denial
28 - Gloryhole
29 - Furry / anthro
30 - Necro
31 - CaughtThey’re based on different lists I’ve found online and a few of my own, based on ideas I already had. Without further ado, enjoy day one of this challenge!
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It isn't Bo’s fault Kian is so goddamned pretty. Curse that stupid nine to five, the pair could be kissing right now, wrapped up in each other's arms, legs intertwined, chests pressed up against each other as if they were one... As Bo sits up, restless and weighing the pros and cons of waking Kian up, the same sleeping boy curls up to him during his rest, wrapping his arms around the other’s now upright waist. This, of course, only makee Bo swoon more, and at such an inopportune moment. Why did Kian not only have to be pretty, but so sweet too?It’s funny to think about how much you can miss someone who’s right next to you when they're sleeping. Kian is right there, stuck to his partner like a little koala baby, and Bo can't help but curse him for being asleep. And, of course, the boy’s warm breath on his lover’s barely covered crotch isn't making the yearning any better. Bo's already hard-set and fixated thoughts only stuck further on Kian, on his lips only hours earlier, his pretty, soft moans... They need Kian, and badly at that.Deciding they’re not enough of an ass to wake up their boyfriend just for a quickie, especially when Kian’s been sleepy all day and will only be worse tomorrow, Bo slips back down into the bed, back face to face with Kian, giving up on the idea. Of course , this doesn't make anything better. They watch his occasionally fluttering eyelashes, his pouty relaxed lips, his messy deep brown curls… It all makes it harder for Bo to just go to sleep, harder not to miss their resting love. Harder not to let temptation win, to give in and reach a hand out…They nuzzle into Kian’s neck, before laying a soft kiss right under his ear, watching for any reaction. The boy doesn’t stir, his deep, almost snore-like breaths not even hitching. Not a single murmur, it's like the movement was never registered at all. Bo pauses, waiting for anything to stop him, before... continuing.They press a second soft kiss on KIan's skin, closer to their chin this time. Again, nothing but calm and slow noises coming from Kian's nose. Maybe Bo could… go a little further. They're not waking Kian up, after all!Kisses turn to soft nibbles, nibbles to bites. When Kian finally reacts, letting out a soft moan, instead of worrying them, only drives Bo wilder. They move their partner onto his back, with a leg on either side and their chests pressed together. As he's still not waking up, they can go further, use the opportunity. They need Kian.Bo doesn’t even realise what they're doing at first. A little bit of friction lights a spark, and the spark becomes a fire when indulged in. Bo is fully rubbing up against Kian, letting out little moans under their breath, before biting the sleeping companion’s neck just a little too hard.Kian opens his eyes, seeing Bo rubbing up against him like a horny pre-teen on a first date. He chuckles, murmuring a little ‘desperate’ before moving his hips lightly, only making the other’s lust worse.Bo’s hands tighten around Kian’s waist, leaning up as they continue to straddle him, rubbing their growth against the other's now slowly emerging hardness. Kian was certainly not complaining, leaning his hands against the headboard and resting his head there, watching his partner intently with a raised eyebrow.“Can I?”Bo whimpers, more of a beg than a request. This was a topic of permission, not comfort. They look up at Kian, and see their teasing smirk.“Sure, pup.”Bo doesn't hesitate to pull Kian's boxers down, only halfway down his thighs before they pull off their own. Growths now touching, Bo starts to move again, letting out a little moan, hands going to Kian's hips. The feeling is addictive, they can't ever get enough.“You're getting so big, love.”Kian smiles, cocking his head, and Bo pouts, embarrassed. Kian can be so degrading sometimes.“Stop teasing me…”Kian shakes his head and blows them a kiss. He loves watching his partner like this, nothing behind their eyes but lust and desperation. It really is Bo at their cutest, to him at least.“Stop being pathetic and I won't tease you.”Bo grumbles, looking down as he continues to frot against Kian. After a few seconds, he looks up, a curious eyebrow slightly raised despite their blush.“Has it actually grown since the last time?”Kian nods proudly, he's been checking, a lot.“So much. It suits you.”Bo blushes bright red, diving into a hug with their lover. Kian can be so sweet sometimes.“Pervert…”Kian laughs, teasingly hitting Bo’s shoulder.“Says you, don't you have something to finish off?”“I'm uhm… done. Sorry.”Kian laughs, pulling Bo closer, and playing with their hair. He doesn't mind at all.“Wake me up sooner next time.”