WS Comment Fic Fest Reboot!

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

It's the season for luuuuuve, so I thought we could try another comment fic fest. There's no pressure, only fun and kink! Prompts & fills can be Valentine's Day-themed or not; it's up to you.

Rules/Details:
Post prompts as replies here for stories/fics that could feature watersports. Include any of the following: fandom, pairing, rating, situation. Post as many prompts as you like--with ONE prompt per post. If you see a prompt that inspires you, write for it and post it as a reply to the prompt. You can prompt without writing and write without prompting. You can post as many fills as you like. No pressure, just fun. Make sure anything you prompt/fill adheres to the guidelines of the community (no real person slash, no underage characters, no pimping, no photographs, etc.).

Prompt examples:
*Harry Potter, Draco/Harry, any rating. At the beginning of their relationship Draco uses magic to trick Harry into some pissplay with him. Then he realizes Harry knew about the trick all along and allowed it to happen because he shares the same kink.
*Any characters, any fandom. One character has a condition where he has to go to the bathroom a whole lot. He apologizes for it repeatedly, but the other character is not complaining *G*

FAQ:
*Are you sure I can post a prompt even if I'm not writing any? Sure. Go ahead and inspire our writers!
*Can I write a fic for a prompt that's already been filled? Absolutely!
*Do I have to claim a prompt in order to write it? Nope. Write whatever you like whenever you like.
*Can I post my piece elsewhere? Of course, it's yours. Do what you like with it.
*Can I post it elsewhere and just link to it here? Sure, as long as the place you're linking to isn't friends-locked.
*Can I fill my own prompt? Go right ahead.
*Can I fill a prompt with an art piece instead of a story? Of course.

Master List of Fills:
Any fandom, any male/male, any rating, trapped in elevator and needing to pee
FILL: God Yes (BBC Sherlock, Sherlock/John) by toratio

Any, any pairing, a character gets spanked every time he/she has an accident. Luckily, the character loves getting spanked so starts playfully having accidents on purpose.
FILL: Ask Me No Questions (BBC Sherlock, Irene/Molly) by justwolf

Harry Potter - Snape and/or Lupin - A long night at the Leaky Cauldron and a bumpy right home in the Knight Bus. They may have an accident in the bus, or do they make it home?
FILL: Unpredictable (Harry Potter, Snape/Remus) by katekintail

Marvel/Avengers, Clint/Coulson, Hawkeye's on stakeout and really needs to take a break to piss but he doesn't want to leave his post and let Coulson down on the mission. Bonus points for Clint breaking down and describing his desperation to Coulson over the com.
FILL: Under Cover (Marvel/Avengers, Clint/Coulson) by katekintail

Two characters in a D/s relationship. When one character is feeling very submissive, they wet themselves. The other character LOVES this.
FILL: For Me (Buffyverse, Xander/Spike) by katekintail

Comments

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Any fandom, any male/male, any rating, trapped in elevator and needing to pee

(I really want to read some good elevator fic! Bonus points for the elevator moving again just as the character finally and starts peeing, but then it's too late to stop)

[toratio.livejournal.com]

I love you! I think I'd like to write that one. I'd probably write Supernatural (Wincest) or Sherlock (Johnlock). Any preference? Any other fandoms you'd prefer?

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

OMG Reading either one of those would be amazing! And I ship both those pairings :-)

Dean isn't exactly the patient type; I can see him going a bit crazy in that situation--either on his own behalf or because he wants to look after Sammy and help him out.

With Sherlock... I can see Sherlock trying to distract himself by analyzing the situation at hand, though unable to carry out any plan with a full bladder... or I could see John trying to hide it from Sherlock until the last possible second, even though Sherlock knew to begin with, of course.

Or wherever the muses take you. I approve of both fandoms/pairings suggested!

[toratio.livejournal.com]

Excellent! I thought I'd check, more with Supernatural because Wincest isn't always approved of.

All of those sound awesome. I like vulnerable Sherlock, and I like Dean looking after Sam as the sweet big brother.

[toratio.livejournal.com]

Filled prompt: Oh God Yes

http://rain-of-gold.livejournal.com/31841.html

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Marvel Avengers (any universe), any rating, due to a malfunction in his armor, Iron Man is unable to take it off. Which is hilarious at first, watching Iron Man tinkering away in the lab or making toast or kicking back on the couch with popcorn. But when Tony needs to pee, it's a little less funny. Tony is the king of complaining/whining. Does he have an accident in his armor? Do they have to get Bruce or Reed Richards or Hank to help get him out? Does he try to come up with some device/solution involving a funnel and hose?

FYI, I ship Tony/Steve and Tony/Steve/Logan(Wolverine) but I don't mind canon pairings or gen. I just want something to make Tony a little humble and maybe a little miserable too. But you know that for all his complaining, he would secretly be loving all the attention he would get.

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Any fandom, male/male pairing, any rating, the perfect Valentine's Day dinner has been planned out to the smallest detail. Except they didn't count on the only bathroom nearby being out of order and locked.

Would love to see some kissing while one or both lose it. Seems like a nice visual and some good comfort.

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, Harry/Draco or Snape/Remus, any rating, a character is forbidden from peeing in the toilet for a whole weekend and must improvise. Acceptable alternatives could include (but are note limited to): chamber pots, potions bottles or cauldrons, flower vases, trees outside, their partner's arses, etc.

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Any fandom, male solo or male/male, any rating, a character squirts a little every time he sneezes... and he thinks it's kind of fun

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Any, any pairing, a character gets spanked every time he/she has an accident. Luckily, the character loves getting spanked so starts playfully having accidents on purpose.

[justwolf.livejournal.com]

Hee, this is an adorable prompt! I'd love to write it some time, but I don't think I can make any promises.

If I did, would you be willing to read Irene/Molly from BBC Sherlock?

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

I've never read Irene/Molly! I'd love to make yours my first, if you end up writing it. No pressure :-)

[justwolf.livejournal.com]

Fill here: http://rain-of-gold.livejournal.com/32179.html#cutid1

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Any fandom, female solo or female/female or female/male, a character loves holding on as long as she can before peeing her panties and then masturbating with them still on

Bonus points for deciding to go ahead and pee not because she's too desperate but just so that she can touch herself afterward.

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Dean, any rating, Sam acquired a new kink while he was away at college: watersports (obviously, lol). Dean finds out and has never been happier that Sam went away to Standford (and came back).

Bonus points for Sam being desperate in the Impala and knowing that whatever happens, he can't piss in Dean's car.

[toratio.livejournal.com]

Sherlock Johnlock. Sherlock doesn't want sex, but he does have a kink he wants to explore/experiment with. Thinking kinky watersports with some sexy times without actual anal sex.

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Would you prefer Sherlock being the one in need or him studying it in John? Or both of them together?

[toratio.livejournal.com]

Sherlock in need. Perhaps, wanting to, but not being able to ask for what he wants. And perhaps doing things to give hints.

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. I shall see what I can come up with!

[justwolf.livejournal.com]

Hell yes. This is my kink, 100%. I wrote a fic like this years ago, but I'd love to write more. <3

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

MORE! More is needed. Absolutely!

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Marvel/Avengers, Clint/Coulson, Hawkeye's on stakeout and really needs to take a break to piss but he doesn't want to leave his post and let Coulson down on the mission.

Bonus points for Clint breaking down and describing his desperation to Coulson over the com.

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Part 1/3

Title: Under Cover
Rating: PG
Pairing: Clint/Coulson

At the time, Clint had remembered the stakeout Agent Coulson had scheduled for him and had known the second drink would be a bad idea, even to preserve his cover as a Tony Stark-like playboy who partied all night. So he had cleverly avoided drinking the second drink, carrying it around with him at the party and spilling tiny amounts in plant pots or into empty glasses on trays when no one was looking. He’d known the second drink would make him need to pee at an inconvenient time and he couldn’t risk that.

What he hadn’t anticipated was the first drink making him need to pee.

Clint Barton sat on a tree branch, high enough that he could see over the mansion’s security wall and straight into the bedroom of the party’s host, Vince Cloves. They suspected Mr. Cloves of espionage and embezzlement, pulling money out of his company and channeling it into foreign accounts of entities who meant to overthrow the government of this small Slavic country. It was up to Natasha to figure out how it was being done; Clint’s part in introducing the two of them was over, so now he was just there to provide backup and keep an eye on her.

And to, apparently, perch on a tree limb with one hand on his bow and the other on his crotch. “I’m not kidding around, Coulson,” Clint said, his voice soft and low though he knew the S.H.I.E.L.D. earpiece would pick it up; their tech was almost as good as Stark’s. “I really do feel like I need to go to the bathroom already.”

“I’m not having this conversation with you over the com, Agent Barton. This isn’t your first stakeout. Hold it until your shift is over and you’re relieved.”

Clint winched. “Relieved? Are you trying to mock me?”

“I’m trying to be your boss.”

“Would prefer you being my lover right now. My sympathetic lover who can see I’m getting desperate for a good pee. I think there was something in that drink.”

“Like a roofie?” Coulson’s tone immediately sounded concerned.

“No, like a diuretic.”

“That’s nonsense. Now quit complaining and keep an eye on your partner.”

Clint clenched his teeth. He knew his job. And he would never let Natasha down. But the way he felt right now… the intensity of the urge building in his bladder it wasn’t such a strange explanation. Cloves would have wanted him out of the way to seduce Natasha. And, as he felt the heaviness in his bladder, he was glad now he hadn’t had that second drink. He gripped his crotch through the leather pants more tightly, rubbing a little, applying all the pressure he could before slipping his hand into his tight pants and actually squeezing himself tighter. His grip was experienced, strong. But even as he pinched his dick, he knew this couldn’t last.

“Fuck, I’ve really got to go.”

“How long are you going to keep up this constant whining, Agent Barton?”

“Until I can piss.” He didn’t dare move about to relieve some of the pressure or even jiggle his leg. He had perfect balance up in the tree and the last thing he wanted was to slip off and break an arm or worse. The only thing he could imagine right now was pulling out his prick and pissing a long, yellow arc toward the ground. He was up so high that it would be strong, hitting the frozen ground so hard he’d be able to hear it from above, like a sizzle and crackle, a waterfall straight from him.

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Part 2/3

An intense urge struck him, bending him at the waist, almost throwing him off balance, which was a feat for Clint who practically lived up high like this. He was sure he was going to wet his pants if he stayed here any longer. And S.H.I.E.L.D. agents did not have accidents. S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were clever. They improvised. “I’m getting down.”

“Negative, Barton.”

“But I’ve really got to piss. You don’t understand how bad.”

“I understand that we’re going to have a talk about this later. But until then, you’re holding your position just like you’re holding your bladder. That’s an order.”

“I’m not going to make it,” it sounded so close to a whimper. Barton’s hands felt moist with sweat and he was sure the one shoved down the front of his pants might already be moist with something else. He could imagine the piss coming out, drop by drop, from the tip into his shorts.

“Then just stop complaining and go.”

Barton knew that command meant he should whip it out and piss. But he didn’t want to leave a trace of himself there for the patrolmen to find or slip in. DNA tests wouldn’t be beyond this Vince Cloves’ abilities, and he didn’t need proof that someone was onto him. That would put the entire operation, not to mention Natasha, at risk. So Barton heard the words, and purposefully misinterpreted it.

With his bow strapped onto his back, he began climbing down the tree. When he got to the bottom, he threw off his equipment and took off his vest. Shirtless and with his hand at his crotch because if he didn’t squeeze, he’d lose it in his pants, he headed for the gate.

The guard on duty recognized him from earlier, when the party had been in full swing and when Clint had purposefully asked him for a light. It had been Clint’s plan to be memorable, which was hard to do when most men only had eyes for Natasha. Clint slid into his false identity at once, claiming his car had broken down and that he’d walked back, drunk, because he needed to pee.

“Barton!” Coulson scolded. “You are not authorized to—”

“Thanks,” Clint said, as the guard let him past the gate and Clint hurried up the walk toward the house. For Coulson’s benefit, he said, “I just need a quick piss. He’ll never suspect.”

“If he slipped you a diuretic, he already suspects.”

But Clint wasn’t sure that was true. And, even if it were, it would be better to play his part and figure out what the man was up to. So he walked up to the front door, rang the bell, and took his hand off his crotch just as the door opened. The butler was not pleased to see him. But Clint begged and rambled for long enough for Mr. Cloves to see what the matter was.

“Vince, hey buddy,” Clint’s undercover persona spoke slowly, and he was trying to keep his desperation from ruining that. “My car broke down a couple blocks from here. My driver called a garage, but I’ve really got to go and there’s no way in hell I’m doing it on the side of the road where anyone could see when I know someone with a perfectly good toilet. So, can I…?”

Vince gestured toward the guest bathroom and Clint made his way there in haste. He caught a glimpse of Natasha in one of the rooms and she flashed him a quick sign that was her fiddling with her left earring to let him know she was all right. She probably thought he’d made up an excuse to come in and rescue her when, in reality, all he could truthfully think about was the toilet.

Once he was inside, it was almost impossible to not piss his pants. He had to squeeze his dick as he put up the toilet seat. The need intensified so much at the prospect of being so damn close to peeing that he whimpered and danced on one foot then the other as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants.

“Calm down, Barton,” Coulson’s voice said suddenly in his ear. “You’re going to make it.” He sounded so reassuring, easy for him to be calm when it wasn’t his bladder flailing about, desperate to empty.

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Part 3/3

Biting his lip, sweat trickling down his face, he pulled out his cock and started peeing the instant it was barely pointing at the toilet bowl. A splash of pee hit the back of the toilet lid and even more hit the seat, but the rest met the water in the toilet bowl with a reassuring, familiar sound. He moaned softly, not really wanting to be overheard, though that would lend credibility to his story.

Coulson could hear him, though, and commented with his voice low and deep but reassuring, unlike his commanding S.H.I.E.L.D. agent voice. “Good job. Just let it out and relax, Clint. You made it.”

“I did,” he whispered. “Made it. And this feels so good.”

“Good. I’m glad it feels good. I’m glad you’re happy. Because when you’re back in that tree, we’re going to have a little talk about professionalism and going against a direct order.”

Clint grunted but couldn’t get too worried. The blissful relief washing over him now that he had safely reached a toilet without wetting himself was far too good.

He drained his cock entirely, standing at the toilet as the stream broke, thinned, and turned into a few small spurts then dribbles. He watched the last few drops drip from the tip. Then he tucked himself back into his pants. He buttoned his pants but kept the fly down to pretend he was an incompetent guy too drunk after the party to notice.

Before he headed back out, he quickly washed his hands in the bathroom sink. With the water running to cover the sound, he reached up and opened the medicine cabinet. It was the guest bathroom, so his hopes weren’t high. But when he spotted a little brown bottle with a familiar medicine name printed on it, he had to smile. “I knew it.”

“What’s that, Clint?”

Clint didn’t answer, but he did slip the bottle into his pocket for later.

[justwolf.livejournal.com]

Two characters in a D/s relationship. When one character is feeling very submissive, they wet themselves. The other character LOVES this.
Bonus points if they have been trained to wet submissively.

Any character, any fandom, for preference: Sherlock, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Avengers, Game of Thrones

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Favorite prompt ever!

[justwolf.livejournal.com]

:D :D I'm glad you like it!

If you're interested, I've only found one fic that touches on this aspect of kink, it's an Avengers Omegaverse one, you can find it here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/514683

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Oohhh yay! It was fun writing this sort of thing for my Sherlock Study in Kink fic. Would be fun to explore deeper and/or with other characters. And the training sounds... quite interesting.

Thanks for the link!

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Would you completely hate Spike/Xander for this? I'm writing another Clint/Coulson right now and want to spread the fandom love around a little. I think I might try a short something playing with this prompt and Spander jumped out at me.

[justwolf.livejournal.com]

I would LOVE Spike/Xander.

I'm not a big Clint/Coulson person--though I'll be happy to read that too--but I'd love to read this as Spike/Xander story. Thank you. <3

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Filled: http://rain-of-gold.livejournal.com/32402.html

I hope it's close enough to what you were hoping for. I didn't make it into bonus point territory this time around. But I still love this concept so maybe some time in a future fic!

[jassanja.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter - Snape and/or Lupin - A long night at the Leaking Couldron and a bumpy right home in the Knight Bus. They may have an accident in the bus, or do they make it home?

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Part 1/2

Title: Unpredictable
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Snape/Remus
Notes: Set after my Collared series, (http://archiveofourown.org/works/660457/chapters/1204511) but you don’t have to have read it to get this. I just used that as the framework for their dynamic.

“Why did you let me drink that last fire whiskey?” Remus would be feeling it in the morning, and at twenty-three they were getting too old for this. But they’d had a lot to celebrate and, at the time, it had seemed like a good idea. The problem was, they were both far too drunk to aparate home and Snape’s place wasn’t connected to the floo network for privacy and safety reasons. There were still a number of Death Eaters at large, after all. Snape wouldn’t explain it all to Remus, but after what they’d been through together, he didn’t owe Remus an explanation and Remus didn’t ask for one.

“Feeling tipsy, Remus?”

“I passed tipsy hours ago. Now I’m bursting.” He looked around the Knight Bus. It was packed full of passengers, and Remus was fairly sure the little muggle town of Cokeworth was not going to be one of the first stops.

Just then, the bus gave a huge jolt. Remus, Snape, and the rest of the passengers were thrown forward. As the brakes screeched, so did the beds as the metal frame scraped against the floors. Remus sucked in a sharp breath, wincing. Snape, on the other hand, grabbed his crotch.

Remus eyed his lover, smiling. “Looks like you’re in the same boat.”

“Who wouldn’t be? This damn bus.”

The passenger whose stop it was must have departed, because the bus started again with a bang and a lurch. Remus whimpered and Snape gripped his crotch with his other hand.

A smooth ride was never expected from the Knight Bus, but Remus preferred to be on the first level instead of the third. Up here, every move of the bus was magnified. He could feel every sharp turn, every jolt, every jump, and every bump.

The bumps were the worst—the absolute worst. They bounced him up and down on the soft mattress, even as he gripped one of the metal bedposts, the cool metal now warm in his hand. His bladder, already urgently flipping and spasming with need bounced along with the ride. It made it almost impossible to hold on. He strained to stay in control. But with every especially strong bump, he felt a tiny spurt of piss escape. An extremely tiny bit. Just a few drops, really. But a few drops at one plus a few drops during the next… and his pants were getting wet.

It wasn’t enough to worry about yet. It wasn’t showing. But he could feel the warmth and dampness against his skin. It had been decades since he’d last wet the bed, and this wasn’t even his bed. But if the jerking and bumping didn’t stop soon, he wasn’t going to be able to keep his lap dry.

And Snape, apparently, was no better. The man who was usually calm and composed sat squirming beside Remus. He was out of hands with which to grab himself now, so he shook his legs or wriggled around the strong grip he had on his cock.

Flying so fast over the bumps, the bus rose and fall in strong jerks. Snape moaned and caught himself, trapping his lower lip between his teeth and breathing heavily through his nose. He looked desperately over at Remus. “I can’t… Remus, I can’t hold it much longer. I can’t hold any tighter. And it’s almost coming out now.” Remus had heard Snape sound emotional before, but the note of desperation was intense.

Snape wasn’t out of hands yet. Remus reached over and gripped Snape’s cock for him. He would have liked to have held himself like this, but his pants were already wet and if he could help Snape stay dry, it was worth his sacrifice. “Better?”

Snape nodded. “It’ll buy me a few minutes, but this bus….”

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Part 2/2

Remus took out his wand. He could stop the bus, sure, but they were both too far gone to make it off the bed, down two flights of stairs, and out to the curb.

“That’s not going to help.”

Remus waved it and the curtains around their bed slid closed. The hangings blocked them from sight. As long as they kept their voices down, no one needed to know what was going on. Though Remus suspected much worse had gone on in the Knight Bus over the years.

“Remus…” The desperation was gone from his voice. He sounded resigned and the look in his eyes showed that he was scared. “I’m about to pee my pants.”

“No,” Remus said, squeezing Snape’s cock repeatedly for him. “No, you’re about to pee mine. C’mere.” He took his hand away and gripped Snape at the waist. He pulled and Snape practically shrieked. Without Remus to help him hold the piss inside, it had begun to flow out. Remus pulled the man onto his lap just as it soaked through the robes. Remus could feel the warmth on his lap from Snape’s body and then an even warmer sensation as the piss soaked through layer after layer, through Snape’s clothes and into Remus’.

Faced with so much warmth and wetness, Remus couldn’t keep from pissing the lot. He gave one urgent, high-pitched “Emph!” and then it all escaped him, flooding out unrestrained. But the more he pissed, the more Snape pissed. Snape seemed to have an endless amount inside him as he kept going and going. The Knight Bus kept jerking and flying, bouncing them so that Remus had to wrap his arms around Snape to hold him steady, hold him close. His forearm pressed against Snape’s belly and Snape moaned softly, releasing such a burst of pee Remus could hardly believe it.

On and on it went, spilling with strong bursts at each unpredictable bump of the bus. Snape buried his face against Remus’ shoulder, turned his head, and kissed Remus’ bare, tender neck where Remus no longer wore his collar.

A shiver shot through Remus and he hugged Snape so close, so tight, he was scared he was hurting the man.

But then he felt something else. Something strong, hard. Not Snape pulling away—not yet—but Snape rising in arousal.

Snape reached down to readjust himself and realized just how wet they both were. “Did you…?” he began to ask, though he seemed to already know the answer.

Remus pressed a kiss to Snape’s forehead. “I think I know why you let me drink that last fire whiskey.”

Before Snape could reply, the Knight Bus driver’s assistant, an older man named Ernie, shouted out “Next stop, Cokeworth!”

[jassanja.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much, this was brilliant!

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Yay! I'm glad you liked it!

[raja815.livejournal.com]

Star Trek, original series, Spock

Spock avoids urinating on away missions because Vulcan urine is slightly caustic and he doesn't want to risk harming a new ecosystem. It's not a problem (after all, Vulcans are desert creatures; they don't piss much) until the day he ends up captured and chained. He holds out as long as he can, but even Vulcans have a breaking point...

[raja815.livejournal.com]

Star Trek, original series, Spock

Spock avoids urinating on away missions because Vulcan urine is slightly caustic and he doesn't want to risk harming a new ecosystem. It's not a problem (after all, Vulcans are desert creatures; they don't piss much) until the day he ends up captured and chained. He holds out as long as he can, but even Vulcans have a breaking point...