Ao3 Shutdown 2023 - Tumblr Posts
We did it! We survived! This beats the Fanficiton.net purge by a lot, but we did it! We made it!
Of course full credit goes to OP!!!!
WE MADE IT FOLKS!!!
Feel My Love
I issued the writing challenge to write the gay smut that got AO3 targeted, and tonight I am delivering. AO3 is back up, and so is my little piece of Dreamling PWP, also posted on AO3. Enjoy and Join the Challenge! https://archiveofourown.org/works/48514939 The flat was quiet, several layers of soundproofing had seen to that, so when Hob pulled the door shut behind them, the sound of his own heaving breaths was loud in his ears.
He looked up at his stranger, Dream of the Endless, whose name he had at long last, and though Dream made no noise, the man was tousled, and there was a redness to his cheeks that Hob had never before seen.
This was it, the point of no return, and there was a moment, no, seconds, where he considered straightening his shirt, offering some tea, pretending that they hadn’t been halfway to tearing off each other’s clothes in the middle of a crowded pub.
He didn’t get a chance though, as though hearing his thoughts, and maybe that was a thing that his friend did, Dream stepped forward, closing the distance between them. A single touch of Dream’s hand on his, and he was gone.
Dream was undressing him, and while Hob would have liked to have returned the favour, his friend’s clothes seemed to be disappearing in layers on their won.
When they were both bare, Hob pulled Dream into his arms, reveling in the feel of skin against skin. Dream was gasping, and Hob held tighter, biting, and kissing Dream’s neck until the other man relaxed enough for him to let go.
He ignored the tears in Dream’s eyes, pushed aside what Dream had told him, over a century, alone, untouched. He was going to make up for it now, tonight, and all the nights that followed. He was going to touch Dream all over, and he wasn’t going to stop until his partner begged for mercy.
He could almost see it in his mind’s eye, as he kissed his way down Dream body, his lover laying spread against the sheets gasping for breath as Hob made him feel until he couldn’t take it anymore.
Dream gasped as Hob nipped at the juncture of Dream’s left hip, and hands clenched in his hair. Hob wasn’t sure how much of it was what Dream was seeing, or what Dream was feeling, but he was going to keep going either way.
He was kneeling before a god, a more than god, and he wanted nothing more than to worship at this altar. Dream made a sharp noise, hands clenching, as Hob went lower, and he changed tactics.
They had all night, all their lives, forever really, and Hob wanted to make this good for Dream, wanted to make him feel good, feel a pleasure in the real world that he had been denied for so long. So, his put the rest of his teasing on hold, and licked a slow stripe down the length of Dream, who, though soundless, was enjoying it, if the hands in his hair were any indication.
Hob licked around again, and then once more, before taking as much of Dream’s cock as would fit into his mouth and sucking, a hand wrapped around what wouldn’t fit. The noises Dream made were obscene, and if his partner were human, this is when Hob would have started to worry about knees going out, but Dream was not human.
Hob bobbed in and out, taking as much as he could, and when Dream’s hands tightened again, Hob pulled out an old trick, relaxing his throat and going for it. Dream bottomed out and Hob held a beat before pulling back, then going in again. It was three more strokes and Dream was coming down his throat, Hob swallowing eagerly, his own cock, hard and untouched.
There would be time for him later, this was for Dream, and Hob was going to make sure his lover knew exactly how much he was wanted.
I need this as a pin-
WE MADE IT FOLKS!!!
Yes we did! Major kudos to the volunteers❤️
WE MADE IT FOLKS!!!