Wednesday: Working the Kinks Out

[dreamsofspike]

Hello, everyone. I’m dreamsofspike and today's theme is "working the kinks out". Prompts can be anything kinky, any kink you like. Spanking, bondage, roleplay - the list of possible kinks is endless! If you'd like, after your prompt, you can list the specific kinks you'd like to see included in any fills. :)

Just a few rules:No more than five prompts in a row

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[fresh_brainss]

Gotham, Alfred/Barbara/Jim, double penetration with bottom!Jim

Fill (1/3)

[salmon_pink]

“You can do it, baby,” Barbara murmurs, her voice soft and sweet. She’s stroking Jim’s hair, the skin at his temples shining with sweat under her fingers. She cradles Jim’s face in her hands, tilts it until he’s looking her in the eye, and there’s such trust, such history in the way they stare at each other, communicating without words.

For a fleeting second Alfred’s the third wheel in their bed, even though Jim’s leaning against his shoulder, even though his legs are framed by Barbara’s lithe thighs. This isn’t his first spin on this particular roundabout, although it’s the first time with them, but Alfred knows that sometimes it just goes like this. Sometimes having someone else join them makes a couple realise they don’t want anyone but each other, and if that happens here then Alfred will bow out gracefully like a gentleman

Fill (2/3)

[salmon_pink]

It gets tighter - that doesn’t seem possible, but it happens. Alfred’s cock is held against Barbara’s strap-on, Jim’s arse warm and soft compared to the firmer silicone, and when Jim’s breath hitches his muscles squeeze down like a vice. There’s sweat dripping in Alfred’s eyes, but he doesn’t want to let go of Jim to wipe away the sting, and by the time Jim’s seated properly across their laps, his arse resting across Barbara’s thighs and her arse across Alfred’s, they’re all barely holding it together.

“Holy shit,” Barbara gasps, sounding awed, a dizzy giggle in her voice.

“He’s not finished yet,” Alfred reminds her, his tone a little teasing, and he gives Jim’s thigh another gentle smack.

Jim moans, the sound half-exasperation and half-sex, like he’s trying to join in the teasing but he’s already close to being too far gone. They brace his body when he starts to lift himself again, slower than before, more careful, and Alfred hisses to feel even an inch of his cock leave that tight heat

Fill (3/3)

[salmon_pink]

It takes a fair bit of manoeuvring to get Jim sprawled across the bed afterwards; he’s completely boneless, his face as relaxed and open and raw as Alfred’s ever seen it. It feels like Alfred’s run a bloody marathon, never mind that he was sat still through most of it, but Barbara’s a ball of skittish energy, grinning as she kisses Jim’s slack mouth, his hand sluggishly wrapping around the back of her neck.

“I want Alfred to fuck me next,” she breathes, peppering her lips over Jim’s jaw and nuzzling into his throat