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south_park_kink_meme) wrote2022-07-20 03:24 pm
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South Park Kink Meme
This is a kink meme for South Park. It's fun and easy!
People comment anonymously with their prompts. Then, others write fic or make art based on the prompts and post their creations in response to the original prompt comment below!
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Temp Note 7/30/22: I've had to turn on comment screening because of spamming, but prompts have been great otherwise, so keep 'em coming if you got 'em. Comment screening just means I have to hit a button for them to appear. Please see the FAQ post if you have any questions!
Please click here for a shortcut to the latest fills and prompts on this post!
There's also an index post with links to all the fills and prompts for easy access!
People comment anonymously with their prompts. Then, others write fic or make art based on the prompts and post their creations in response to the original prompt comment below!
Guidelines:
1. Please do not fight about ships or content in your prompts.
2. Hit "Post a new comment" if you'd like to leave a prompt, and hit "Reply to this" beneath the prompt you'd like to fill if you're filling a prompt
It's traditional to write the fic in the replies, but you can leave external site links too (such AO3 for fic, or privatter for art).
3. Please see this example prompt if you need guidance! Prompts don't have to be elaborate; please just try to give writers/artists enough to work with ^~^
- Here is a list of kinks you may find helpful, and you can search on your own as well
- Got an idea that's SFW or not necessarily centered around kink? Check out the General Prompt Meme!
- Prompts can be filled any number of times; one fill does not close out the prompt!
- There's a kink meme Twitter account that tweets when prompts are filled and shares updates/news, and a tumblr where you can submit prompts as well
- Also a collection on AO3 if you should choose to post there as well and would like to add it. There is an input box for collections when you upload a new work on AO3, and you just type in: SouthParkKinkMeme_DW, and it'll pop up
- Here are some examples of past South Park Kink Memes on Livejournal if you're curious
Temp Note 7/30/22: I've had to turn on comment screening because of spamming, but prompts have been great otherwise, so keep 'em coming if you got 'em. Comment screening just means I have to hit a button for them to appear. Please see the FAQ post if you have any questions!
Please click here for a shortcut to the latest fills and prompts on this post!
There's also an index post with links to all the fills and prompts for easy access!
Re: Gregory/Christophe, praise kink w/ bottom!Christophe
(Anonymous) 2022-08-03 04:42 am (UTC)(link)***
Christophe tossed his car keys in the dish by the front door and let his pack slump off his shoulders. Somewhere inside was the hard drive he’d been sent to recover, but that could wait. There were more pressing matters to attend to first.
“Gregory, je suis là,” he called into the house.
“So soon?” came Gregory’s voice from further inside, his office if Christophe hazarded a guess. He walked in that direction and there indeed sat Gregory, at his desk, squinting slightly in concentration at an array of papers in front of him. His eyes flicked up to Christophe in the doorway before going back to the papers.
“No,” was all Gregory said. Christophe sighed— he knew what that meant. Begrudgingly, he made his way to the bathroom, stripping his muddy clothes as he went. The grime that clung to every inch of him was inevitable when his job required crawling through it. Unfortunately, Christophe knew that Gregory refused to acknowledge him until he was presentable.
Once not a trace of dirt, blood, or sweat remained, Christophe re-entered Gregory’s office. This time when he looked up, he smiled at Christophe and put his paperwork down.
“There we go,” he said. “Welcome home, darling. I trust you were able to acquire the data?”
“Of course.” Christophe lingered in the doorway until Gregory beckoned for him to approach. Gregory stood and met Christophe on the other side of his desk. He reached up and touched Christophe’s face gently, then held his chin and turned his face side to side.
“Any new scars?”
“Non.” Christophe let Gregory thoroughly inspect him anyways, fingers carefully tracing over his skin. It was nothing new, a routine every time he came back from missions, but Gregory put the same level of care into every check. Christophe loved how his eyebrows furrowed, not untrusting but still worried.
“Bruises?”
“Non.”
“So you’ve returned to me unscathed, successful, and sooner than expected.” Gregory smiled and leaned forward, his lips brushing the ghost of a kiss on Christophe’s jawline, murmuring in his ear. “What else can the incredible Mole do, I wonder?” Christophe shivered at that word. Incredible. Before Gregory, he’d only ever known his mother’s opinion and to her, he was always a disappointment. It’d taken a long time to get used to compliments, but now that he had them, he needed them.
Christophe took a hesitant step forward, forcing Gregory to press his back on his desk.
“What, did you want to show me?” Gregory asked, a bit of a smirk tugging at his lips.
“Didn’t you want to know?” Christophe cupped Gregory’s cheek in his palm, hovered just close enough so they could feel each other’s breath but nothing else. That stupid smirk, the raised eyebrow, how Gregory let out a quick puff of air from his nose like a little laugh— it almost made Christophe crack and take charge. It wouldn’t be difficult, to bend him over the desk and fuck him so hard that Gregory could do little more than gasp Christophe’s name. That would stop Gregory from even entertaining the thought of mocking him. But Christophe waited and was rewarded with Gregory pressing his leg to his crotch, making Christophe groan and close the gap between them.
“Alright,” Gregory said after breaking from the kiss. “Go ahead.” Christophe nodded— he hoped not too eagerly— and kissed Gregory again. Each little hum of approval from him made Christophe weak. He’d been imagining this the entire mission, looking forward to feeling Gregory’s hands slip under his shirt and caress him. Being rewarded was half the reason for going. Despite his want to show restraint, Christophe knew the way he ground against Gregory was a dead giveaway, but to be fair, Gregory was responding in kind.
Christophe moved his lips to Gregory’s neck and reached down to palm Gregory through the front of his pants. Gregory’s hips twitched up at Christophe’s touch and he moaned softly.
“Bien?” Christophe asked softly, kissing below Gregory’s ear while he was there.
“Yes,” Gregory breathed. “Very good. I’m not letting this continue on top of my desk though.”
“Chair?”
“Look at you,” Gregory smiled. “You know me so well.” Christophe smiled back, excited because he knew that, no one knew Gregory like he did, but the confirmation was always pure bliss. He stepped back and let Gregory walk back to his desk chair, trailing behind him and resting one knee on the chair after he sat.
Their lips met again and Christophe unbuttoned Gregory’s pants, slipping a hand inside his briefs to actually touch him. He didn’t even need to look to know where to grip him, how to slide his hand along Gregory’s cock and twist his wrist just so to keep Gregory moaning into his mouth. He pulled back to catch his breath and they locked eyes. Christophe moved his knee on the chair down to the ground, his other knee soon following it.
Christophe supposed that he’d always been told to kneel when he prayed because it was a sign of respect, a necessity to humble himself if he wanted God to be good to him. It’d never worked, no matter how often he’d been forced into the position. Nothing good came until he’d started getting on his knees for other reasons, until he pulled Gregory’s pants and briefs off just enough so he was free. Gregory’s legs were already spread for him so all Christophe had to do was nestle himself between them. He flattened his tongue and ran it up the whole of Gregory’s cock once, slowly; Gregory groaned and knotted his fingers in Christophe’s hair.
“Christophe…” Gregory sighed, soft and full of reverence. His grey-blue eyes, the prettiest color Christophe could never find the words for, were hazy with lust and the way Gregory pet Christophe’s hair went straight to his cock. He made sure to moan only after taking Gregory fully into his mouth, rolling his tongue over the tip to taste the precum that leaked from it. Gregory’s voice always had a velvety quality to it but it went beyond that, full of depth and richness as he moaned and thrust shallowly up into Christophe’s mouth. Christophe adjusted himself as best he could to let Gregory continue doing so while also fumbling to open his own pants with his one free hand.
“I’m not neglecting you, am I, darling?” Gregory asked, managing to still his motions. Christophe took his mouth off of Gregory’s cock but continued to stroke it, now in time with his own.
“I’m fine,” he assured him.
“Aren’t you a little martyr,” Gregory cooed, petting through Christophe’s hair again, giving it a gentle tug. “My Christophe, always so insistent about carrying the whole world on his shoulders.”
“You say that like you don’t do it too,” Christophe chuckled, placing a kiss at the base of Gregory’s length.
“Well, of course but no one–” Gregory moaned softly as Christophe took him back into his mouth– “no one wears it quite as well or as proudly as you.” The high Christophe felt upon hearing that was better than any he’d felt before. He fought back any gag reflex he had to swallow Gregory up to his base, bobbing his head and basking in how Gregory soon became undone and his cum slid down Christophe’s throat.
Christophe wished he could find the words he needed to tell Gregory how he loved to love him. He’d gladly give up the adrenaline of mercenary work, never let another cigarette grace his lips, if it meant he could have this forever. Maybe Gregory knew, though, with how he tilted Christophe’s chin up to look at him after he came too. Gregory smiled at him, amused but adoring. Christophe smiled back, standing up to kiss him one last time before letting Gregory get back to what he’d been doing. He had to sort out what exactly he’d brought back from the mission anyway. The world on their shoulders wasn’t going to get any lighter.
They’d hold it no matter what though– the other lived in it, after all.