Prompt Post 1

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<sub>Names:
-Yuuri Katsuki
-Victor Nikiforov
-Yuri Plisetsky
-Seung Gil Lee
-Emil Nekola
-Otabek Altin
-Georgi Popovich
-Cristophe Giacometti
-Guang-Hong Il
-Jean-Jacques Leroy
-Phichit Chulanont
-Michele Crispino
-Kenjiro Minami
-Leo De La Iglesia

-Toshiya Katsuki, Hiroko Katsuki, Mari Katsuki
-Takeshi Nishigori, Yuko Nishigori, Axel / Lutz / Loop Nishigori
-Minako
-Hisashi Morooka
-Yakov Feltsman
-Celestino Cialdini
-Mira Babicheva
-Lilia Baranovskaya
-Sara Crispino
-Kolya Plisetsky</sub>


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Re: christophe - hair-trigger dick

[(Anonymous)]

Title: It's Not a Bug, It's a Feature

"You did it again, didn't you," Victor laughs at him at the after-party.

"Fuck you," Christophe says and sips at his champagne. "I could do it right here, too, if I wanted." He wiggles his eyebrows.

Chris is one of those people: so thoroughly liberated and sex-positive that he somehow managed to trigger the sexual insecurities of almost everyone he met.

"But how does it even work, tho," Victor says with the sincere eloquence of those way past their fourth flute. "If you cum so easily, can you even, like, put it in someone? Won't you just, like, be done a third of the way in?"

Christophe laughs out loud. "Oh, my sweet summer child," he says. "I can't even start to tell you how misguided you are."

Victor stares, and blinks. "But how?" He says.

"Sorry, babe, but in love, I'm an author: I show, don't tell."

"Huh?"

"Drink up, baby boy, and let's go upstairs."

"But I'm not done drinking yet!" Victor says.

"Don't worry, your fairy godmother Christophe will take care of everything. C'mon."

They pass by the drinks table on their way out. Christophe winks at the bar-tender, grabs a two-thirds full bottle of champagne, and leads him out with a hand on the back.

"Oh, I love curious boys," Chris says as he presses Victor to the elevator wall, and pins him in place. "Give us a kiss, darling," he says and moves in before Victor has a chance to protest. "And I especially love hot skater boys. These thighs, that ass, ah, my sweet, you're not gonna be able to walk tomorrow."

"Really?"

"Really." Christophe promises.

"I still say you'll nut up during the first minute."

The elevator pings for their floor. "This way," Chris points with the champagne bottle.

Victor follows him down the corridor, past the soft whirr of the unlocking door, and into the room. "Come on, princess, pants down, butt up! I'll be right there, I'll just need to get my lube and shit."

"Condoms?" Victor says

"I'm a slut, but I'm a clean slut. Got bloodwork done for the event, you're in the clear. I'll pop one on if you want, though?"

"Nnnaaaah," Victor says and undresses while looking at Chris right in the eyes.

"Nice work," Chris says. "Turn around for the pants bit, will you love."

Victor does, and lowers his dress trousers slowly.

"Best sport in the universe, I'm telling you," Christopher walks up behind him and squeezes his ass. "Fucking divine; awwwww, I'll fuck that bubble butt and I'll die happy."

"Enjoy all fifteen seconds of it," Victor says.

"Bend over the desk, you little shit-- let me get all this crap they've got here."

Day-trip brochures and room-service menus fly to the floor, together with the desk lamp. Victor walks over and takes position as instructed.

"Excellent," Chris says. "Spread your legs. Let me just-" there's the sound of some fiddling behind Victor's back.

"What the fuck's that?" Victor says.

""That, my love, is a cock ring, and I better put it on before I keep staring at your ass."

"Like it, do you?" Victor teases.

"It's an excellent ass, love. Now, ready? That's right," Chris says and the first cold glob of lube touches Victor's hole. "You just relax, I'll take good care of you," he says and presses in.

Victor loves it; he's never been fingered this well in his life. Chis really takes it slow, going in to the first knuckle, then stopping to rub circles on Victor with his thumb, then in again a little deeper. Soon Victor's pushing back on the finger and it's not even touching his prostate or anything, it just feels nice.

"Ready for another one, plum?"

"This is cheating," Victor says.

"Nope, fair bet, we start counting at penetration," Chris reassured.

"Fuck you're good at this."

"I know love," Chris says and there's the second finger, working itself in. "I know."

Chris scissors. "Three fingers or dick?" he says. "How tight do you want it?"

"Tight," Victor pants and pushes down on the fingers.

"Okay, okay, just let me-" Chris lines up his dick, pushing in to the hilt.

"Fuuuuck," Victor says, because it's glorious. It's just the right amount of pressure, stretching him out insistently, but slowly. "Oh, fuck you," he says as Chris slides out, then back in, scraping all the right places.

"Tilt a little," Chris says and adjusts his hips. "There now. Awwww, you feel so tight; you should do this more often, darling." He slides out, pushes back in with just a tad more force at the end, and it's slow and steady and just what Victor wanted.

"Fuck, this is nice, go like this, I don't wanna come to soon," he says.

"Sure thing, love," Chris says and grabs his buttocks hard.

"Wow, you're so good at this," Victor says.

"Practice," Chris pants out.

"Go harder," Victor says, and Chris delivers. "Fuck did you study this at fucking brain surgery school you nail me every fucking time-" he says and reaches for his own cock.

"Fuck. God I really need to get going with this; I need to come so bad I want to pump my come right down your ass-"

"Fine with me," Victor says and jerks himself off faster.

"Let's do this, darling, fuck, I need to take this off so bad," Chris says and there's a slight click.

"Chriiiis," Victor whines for underneath.

"I know, love, jerk yourself off, it's coming time," he says. He's pumping short and fast into Victor's ass.

"Fuck," Victor says and shoots up somewhere under the desk. "Aaaaah, I came," goes Chris at the same time, and drives deep into Victor.

They stay like this, Chris softening in Victor's ass, and pant to catch their breath. Finally, Victor relaxes into the desk. "Fuck, I'm tired," he says, and makes to move.

"Ooooh, no, you don't," Chris says and holds his hips in place. "Fuck, your ass."

Victor can feel him grow hard inside him again. Then Chris slides out part-way, back in, and comes again.

"How many times-" Victor asks, amazed.

"Seven, eight. Hold on," Chris says. "I'll dump so much come into you you'll feel it at the back of your fucking throat. It's gonna leak out your ass and all the way down to the floor, I fucking swear," he says, and comes again.

After receiving such a thorough fucking, Victor holds out for the ride, even though he's starting to feel a little sore.

"Fuck," says Chris finally, "I'm done, I'm fucking dry. All the come I've got, it's all inside there," he says and pulls out. "You want me to finger you through one more? Feel it come out and down your legs-"

"Fuck, yeah," Victor says, and Chris is already going for his cock with one hand and his ass with the other.

It does leak down his legs, all the way to the fucking floor.

*~*~*

They fall into the bed unceremoniously, messy and half-exhausted. "Your ass is mine tomorrow, Giacometti," Victor says.

"You let me come onto your face eight times then go to town, darling," Chris says, and falls asleep.

Re: christophe - hair-trigger dick

[(Anonymous)]

edited version at http://archiveofourown.org/works/9408599

Re: christophe - hair-trigger dick

[(Anonymous)]

DELIGHTFUL! the dialogue was hilarious - you have a knack, Anon