Resolution's Aftermath
Title: Resolution’s Aftermath
Author: charisstoma
Fandom: original. mee_eep’s challenge. Lustful Liaisons verse.
follows from here
Rating: PG
Pairing: Slash
Word count: 560
Warnings: none
Summary: After the party.
Kain emerged from his bedroom area sometime around mid-afternoon. Parts of him ached but it was a good ache. Smiling, he made a note to himself to find something soft for his Dick to sit on though much as he hated to share that ass. His lover glowed with the smooth inner polishing of their commitment spell but that was a lot of oiling of djinn seed for lube that had been rubbed into him.
So perhaps a fainting couch could be moved into the main area off to a side. The drapery veils were hanging a little limply today, as was to be expected after yesterday’s festivities, so they should be safe to hide his Dick behind.
Glancing around the agency with a sigh and a shake of his head, Kain noticed the pillow djinn were not off in their corners, his Dick shouldn’t be allowed near their areas today. One especially was banned from his lover’s proximity for that djinn was not called Percy the Pervert without reason.
Everyone thought the pillows were merely frivolities as they lay in their seemingly innocent piles. Those little button indentations weren’t there for decoration though, as people soon found out. There had been lust sated recommendations from a few patrons who’d lost themselves amidst them, finding a large impaling pillow behind them and another swallowing them down in front. The pillow djinn contorted themselves like bellows while others nibbled on their select areas. The customer’s bodies had been caught undulating back and forth, bouncing to the front then to the back on the surrounding cushions.
Yes, their positions in the room indicated they were still hungry, a customer or two would have to be lured in to toss into the merciless pile of pillows for their mutual gratifications. That should keep them from creeping onto the couch when he wasn’t looking. His Dick was tired, a smug smile touched Kain’s face. So too must be the staff, for none seemed to be out of their containers yet.
The Agency was fairly returned to normal though some of the pristine sand grains had not made it back into their containers tying them to the far ranging deserts of the world. Reaching over Kain tapped the bell, eliciting a groan from its occupant. “Everyone up. We’ve a business to run here.”
The broom and dustpan were delegated to tenderly assist the omnipresent djinn sands back to their deep cylinders where they would wait for idle fingers to swim and play with them in communion. The brook had been siphoned up by its companion, the wind, and carried off much earlier. The fruit had been consumed by the revilers and the flowers were a nice touch to have around; Kain was sure the vases enjoyed having their stems still thrust deep within their throats. That just left the search and rescue of the hung over fairy sparks. Their little bodies lying like sleeping bumblebees in the axils and leaves of the large potted shrubbery. Fainting couch moved into a thinly veiled alcove, Kain tenderly hid his still slumbering lover amongst the plants and their tiny temporary residents. Baxter and Azre still slept, he assumed not having made a reappearance yet from their room.
Kain smiled, his family was all here together, even if some were only visiting. All was right with his world. Continues here
Author: charisstoma
Fandom: original. mee_eep’s challenge. Lustful Liaisons verse.
follows from here
Rating: PG
Pairing: Slash
Word count: 560
Warnings: none
Summary: After the party.
Kain emerged from his bedroom area sometime around mid-afternoon. Parts of him ached but it was a good ache. Smiling, he made a note to himself to find something soft for his Dick to sit on though much as he hated to share that ass. His lover glowed with the smooth inner polishing of their commitment spell but that was a lot of oiling of djinn seed for lube that had been rubbed into him.
So perhaps a fainting couch could be moved into the main area off to a side. The drapery veils were hanging a little limply today, as was to be expected after yesterday’s festivities, so they should be safe to hide his Dick behind.
Glancing around the agency with a sigh and a shake of his head, Kain noticed the pillow djinn were not off in their corners, his Dick shouldn’t be allowed near their areas today. One especially was banned from his lover’s proximity for that djinn was not called Percy the Pervert without reason.
Everyone thought the pillows were merely frivolities as they lay in their seemingly innocent piles. Those little button indentations weren’t there for decoration though, as people soon found out. There had been lust sated recommendations from a few patrons who’d lost themselves amidst them, finding a large impaling pillow behind them and another swallowing them down in front. The pillow djinn contorted themselves like bellows while others nibbled on their select areas. The customer’s bodies had been caught undulating back and forth, bouncing to the front then to the back on the surrounding cushions.
Yes, their positions in the room indicated they were still hungry, a customer or two would have to be lured in to toss into the merciless pile of pillows for their mutual gratifications. That should keep them from creeping onto the couch when he wasn’t looking. His Dick was tired, a smug smile touched Kain’s face. So too must be the staff, for none seemed to be out of their containers yet.
The Agency was fairly returned to normal though some of the pristine sand grains had not made it back into their containers tying them to the far ranging deserts of the world. Reaching over Kain tapped the bell, eliciting a groan from its occupant. “Everyone up. We’ve a business to run here.”
The broom and dustpan were delegated to tenderly assist the omnipresent djinn sands back to their deep cylinders where they would wait for idle fingers to swim and play with them in communion. The brook had been siphoned up by its companion, the wind, and carried off much earlier. The fruit had been consumed by the revilers and the flowers were a nice touch to have around; Kain was sure the vases enjoyed having their stems still thrust deep within their throats. That just left the search and rescue of the hung over fairy sparks. Their little bodies lying like sleeping bumblebees in the axils and leaves of the large potted shrubbery. Fainting couch moved into a thinly veiled alcove, Kain tenderly hid his still slumbering lover amongst the plants and their tiny temporary residents. Baxter and Azre still slept, he assumed not having made a reappearance yet from their room.
Kain smiled, his family was all here together, even if some were only visiting. All was right with his world. Continues here