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Welcome to the kink meme for Critical Role!

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What is a Kink Meme?
It's pretty simple. You post a prompt and your fellow fans get inspired and write fic based on that prompt. As it is a "kink" meme, a great deal of fic will be of the smutty variety, so if you aren't into that or not of a porn-reading age, this place won't be for you. Not all fic has to be smutty, but it does have to be kinky.

Clarification: This is a kink meme, therefore prompts must be kink-based. It is not a general prompting/headcanons meme. There have been a couple of people confused by that, so we're just making it extra clear.

Please only post one prompt per comment so to avoid any confusion.

How do I prompt?
Post each prompt as a new comment to the main post. Include pairing (or threesome or more if that's your thing) and anything else you want to add. You should put, at the very least, the pairing in the subject line along with a specific kink if it applies. You can put the whole prompt in the subject if it will fit, but if it doesn't, use the comments. For example:

Subject line: Beauregard/Jester, friends to lovers

Body of comment: Jester's been letting Beau use her for sparring practice. That kind of proximity does things to a tiefling.

I see a prompt I want to write! What now?
Go for it! You don't have to claim it, and fills can be written by more than one person. Once you've finished you must post it as a response to the original comment. Responses should use a subject line that includes the pairing, rating & any necessary warnings (i.e. incest, non-con, etc.). If you have titled your fic you can also include that. Also, as LJ limits the size of comments, if your fic goes into multiple comments, please note that your comment is part 1/5, part 2/5 and so on. Using the prompt above, the subject line could read:

"Punches and Pastries, Jester/Beauregard, M, 1/3"

And now some rules...

  • Since we're all supposed to be adults here, let's act like it. Be respectful to your fellow posters.
  • Your kink is not someone else's and their kink may not be yours. If you don't like it, don't read it. It's really that simple.
  • Please no bashing of other pairings. Just like with kinks, everyone has their own flavors, and this is neither the time nor place for ship wars. This meme is meant to include the entire fandom.
  • Crossover prompts are allowed, but they must include a Critical Role character as a main part of the prompt.
  • RPF is also allowed, but please prompt it over here!
  • Het, slash, femmeslash? You're all welcome here. The more the merrier!
  • It's not a requirement by any means, but writers love feedback, so if you read something you enjoy, take a second to tell the writer. Whether it's a one word response or something longer, it's always appreciated.
  • Please follow basic kink meme etiquette by not linking the cast or crew to this meme.

While we want this to be a relaxed and cool place, we also don't want people to feel uncomfortable being here. If you have suggestions or comments on how this community can improve please address to them to [personal profile] criticalkink in a PM or drop a comment on this post.

The most important rule of all? HAVE FUN.


Now go forth and prompt!

Glossophilia (Molly/Caleb), E, (2/2)

Date: 2019-08-30 12:11 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Despite his words, Molly isn't feeling especially patient, so he doesn't make Caleb wait too long before he pushes his pants down his thighs, and his underwear soon after. With no fabric left between them, it's almost sinfully easy to stroke his fingers between Caleb's slick folds.

"Oh, darling," Molly moans before he can stop himself, "gods, sweet thing, I didn't even know you could get this wet." He doesn't realize he's speaking in Common until it's too late and he bites his lip, hoping Caleb is too focused on his fingers to catch how damnably smitten Molly sounded just now. It's so much easier to disguise fondness when all of Infernal sounds so harsh.

Based on the way Caleb's hips shift down, trying to get more contact, Molly thinks he's probably safe.

"Only for you," Caleb whines breathily, and Molly wishes more than anything he knew what he was saying.

He’ll settle for hearing more of those lovely, breathy sounds, though, so he drags his fingers through the slick up to Caleb’s cock, hot and firm and so very sensitive. Molly takes it between two fingers and strokes slowly.

”Darling boy, you’re so hard for me. Do you have any idea how much I love you?”

His voice falters as he realizes what he just said. Then he realizes that Caleb has no idea what he just said. That he can say every stupid, sappy thing he’s been thinking about this disaster of a wizard for months and months, and Caleb will be none the wiser.

”Gods, Caleb Widogast, I cannot believe how tightly you’ve got me wrapped around your little finger.” Molly continues to jerk Caleb off, keeping with the same slow pace even as Caleb tries to rock his hips forward to speed him up. ”You’re the only one I think about when I jack off anymore. Yours is the only face I want to come to- and come on, sometimes, if I’m being perfectly honest.”

“Mollymauk… please, I want to come, love, please-"

"You're so pretty when you beg me, sweet thing." Molly's hand stills, and when he pulls it from between Caleb's thighs, the noise he gets in response is adorably pitiful. "Shh, here," and he turns Caleb to face him before sinking to his knees and pulling Caleb's pants the rest of the way down with him. "I'd much rather have you coming on my tongue."

Caleb's fingers curl in Molly's hair, pulling him forward until his nose is up against Caleb's stomach. Anticipation and excitement spark like flint and steel at the rough handling, and Molly tries to pull back a bit, just to see how serious he is.

Apparently he's very serious because Caleb's fingers tighten and he holds Molly's head firmly where it is.

"Then suck me off already, Liebling. I'm getting impatient."

Molly lets out a shuddering breath, and allows Caleb to push him down until his lips are all but pressed to Caleb's cock. He parts them, taking it into his mouth and sucking gently. There are tears in the corners of his eyes from the sharp pain of having his hair pulled, and he tries desperately to not think about how hard he is.

"Just like that, Mollymauk. Your mouth feels so good, gods, I wish I could use it just like this whenever I wanted. And you would love that, wouldn't you? Letting me fuck your filthy mouth any time I wanted to."

And then, in Common, "Harder. Get me off, Schatz, I want to come on those pretty lips of yours."

Molly moans around him and licks at the sensitive head of Caleb's cock as he sucks harder. The stinging ache in his scalp is distant as Caleb uses his grip to keep Molly still. He’s grinding against Molly, into his mouth, and one long, firm lick up the underside of Caleb’s dick is what finally tips him over the edge. He swears in Zemnian and keeps Molly’s face between his thighs as he shudders. Molly, for his part, is moaning and whining at the taste of Caleb and the feeling of his hair being pulled, and when Caleb finally shoves his head away, a string of spit and come stretch from his lips to the head of Caleb’s cock. It’s so pink and hard and shiny with slick, and Molly would be more than happy to just suck him off all night, make him come again and again until he’s satisfied.

Scheiße,” Caleb gasps, “Mollymauk. You really do have a devil’s tongue.”

Molly sticks out said tongue and winks. Then he licks his lips, cleaning off a decent portion of the mess on his face. Caleb takes a step back and sinks onto the bed, legs spread just wide enough for Molly to see his cunt.

"Take your clothes off and come kiss me," he says, still a bit breathless, and how can Molly refuse when he's flushed and sweaty and so incredibly beautiful?

He undresses quickly and gracelessly, throwing his pants to the side as hard as he can. Once he's naked, hiis knees come to rest on either side of Caleb's hips and his cock brushes against his belly as he leans in for a kiss. Caleb's tongue swipes at his lower lip, and he groans at the taste of himself. Then his hands come to Mollymauk's shoulders and he pulls him down onto the bed, never pulling away. Molly makes a surprised noise into Caleb's mouth but lets himself fall.

He thrusts jerkily against the soft warmth of Caleb's stomach, precome smearing across the skin, and moans. Caleb licks hungrily into his mouth, holding him close, and Molly thinks that there's a real possibility that there are cartoon hearts above his head.

They don't pull apart until Molly's lungs are burning and he has to gasp for breath. Caleb is panting too, and he presses a small, chaste kiss to Molly's forehead before rolling him over and clambering on top of his hips. He shifts so that Molly's cock is snug between his stomach and Caleb's cunt, and he nearly cries from the sensation.

"I'm going to ride you, Schatz, and you're not going to come until I have. Any questions?"

"I'll be good for you," he murmurs, " but next time, I want to fuck you on your hands and knees like the animal you are,”

"If that was a threat," Caleb says smoothly, "I'm afraid I didn't quite catch it."

"Not a threat," Molly responds, "just an aspiration, really."

"Oh? Are you not satisfied with what you're getting? Looking forward to something better?" He rolls his hips down, cunt hot and wet against Molly's cock as he reaches up to pin Molly's wrists over his head.

"Nothing could ever be better than this," Molly says softly, and damn him for catching feeling this badly.

Caleb's face softens, and he leans down to give Molly a kiss that, quite frankly, is far too chaste given their current position. But Molly presses into it like Caleb's lips are an oasis and he's dying of thirst.

"I love you," Caleb murmurs, breath warm against Molly's lips, and the way he says it makes Molly think that- just maybe, he might've said-

"I love you too."

"Be good for me, Schatz," Caleb says, and reaches down between them to take Molly's cock in hand and angle it up.

"For you? Always." Mollymauk feels his breath catch in his throat as Caleb guides the head of his dick into himself, the wet, tight heat of him almost too much to bear. "Fuck--"

"Gods, Molly, you fill me so well, I love the way you feel inside me-* Caleb is moving slowly, savoring every inch of Mollymauk, but soon enough he's fully seated and rocking gently. "If your mouth was made to suck my cock, then your dick was made to fill me. You fit perfectly inside of me, darling, and you feel so fucking good."

"You are so godsdamned beautiful, you stupid, handsome bastard, riding me and telling me secrets I'll never understand. Well, here's a secret for you-" He bucks his hips up into Caleb, earning a gasp and a sharp tug on his nipple. "I am in love with you, Caleb Widogast, and if I could stay right here forever, I would. Close to you."

Caleb's eyes are screwed shut and his head is tilted back as he takes breath after shuddering breath. "I'm so close, darling, just from your voice, keep talking, please-"

Molly's hips snap up into him again on instinct and it takes him a second to find his voice. "Y-you feel so good around me, look so good when you're fucking your brains out on my cock, gods, Caleb, I love you, I love you, I--"

"I need you, fuck, please Mollymauk, please, I love you, I'm so close-" Caleb brings his hand between his legs to rub himself as he rides Molly, and it's not long until he's opening his mouth in a silent scream and coming around Molly, tight and wet and gorgeous.

And Molly, he's trying so fucking hard to hold off, but the combination of Caleb gasping his name as his cunt tightens around him is too much for him- would be too much for any mortal being, really. He buries himself deep and spills inside of Caleb with a choked cry.

"Molly… Mollymauk…" Caleb is speaking to him softly, but it feels like his brain is in a haze. There's a hand on his cheek, stroking gently, and lips pressed softly against his own. He groans in response, but kisses back. Then the weight is lifting off his hips and Caleb whines softly as Molly slips free of him.

"Ah…" he says, and Molly glances over to see Caleb pulling his hand from between his legs. There's cum on it, both his and Caleb's, and his heart nearly stops when Caleb catches his gaze, lowers his eyelids, and slowly licks the mess from his fingers. He hums against his hand, and Molly feels like he's about to pass out.

"We taste good together, Schatz. But you've made a mess of me, and I think you should clean it up."

Molly's voice is hoarse when he says, "Come here, darling, on my face-"

And Caleb does, settling himself on his knees, hovering above Molly's face. He parts his labia with one hand and twines his fingers into Molly's curls with the other. The angle is awkward, but Mollymauk can still see his cum starting to ooze from Caleb, and he wants nothing more than to taste it, the salty-musky-bitter flavor of them combined.

"Please, sweet boy," he breathes out, and it's almost a whine, but when he tries to lift his head, Caleb holds him down.

"Patience, Liebling." Slowly, he brings his hips down and sighs when the slick, firm heat of Molly's tongue presses into him. "So very good."

It's everything Molly was hoping for- hot and salty and messy and familiar and, as he uses his thumb to stroke Caleb's dick slowly, he moans and rocks his hips downward. Mollymauk takes that as a good sign, and continues to lick Caleb clean while stroking him. His cunt is so soft and slick and warm around Molly’s tongue, and he gets so lost in the taste and feel of it that he almost doesn’t notice Caleb coming around him for the third time tonight. He’s not allowed to linger, this time- Caleb moves off of him almost immediately, breathing hard. Molly rolls onto his side to face him, and rests his head on his hand. He can feel his tail swishing lazily behind him, but he ignores it.

“So I feel like that went well.”

Caleb snorts, and sinks down so he’s lying across from Mollymauk. “I would say so, ja. Will you tell me what you said? At least some of it?”

Molly’s heart beats a little faster. “Maybe. Will you tell me any of yours?”

Caleb gives him a small smile. “Maybe. But right now I’m going to wash up and eat dinner. Care to join me?”

“But of course, beloved.”

((Thanks for reading! I'm planning to clean this up and put it on AO3 so if I do, I'll post a link. Hope you enjoyed!))

Re: Glossophilia (Molly/Caleb), E, (2/2)

Date: 2019-09-01 08:15 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Here's the AO3 version, changed a little bit of stuff but same basic premise.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/20478272

Re: Glossophilia (Molly/Caleb), E, (2/2)

Date: 2019-09-08 03:34 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
OP here, this is perfect, thank you so much. <3

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