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The Les Mis Anon Kink Meme, Round 8
and I am winterborn
10littlebullets wrote in makinghugospin
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Announcements for Round 8: The Filth Fest Challenge is back by popular demand! Let's kick this round off with a bunch of panty-scorching prompts for people to come back to if they're ever in need of... inspiration. If you weren't there for the last Filth Fest, it's pretty simple: the first 50 prompts (at least) must be filthy and/or kinky as fuck. Keep your gen and your G-rated prompts in reserve until page 3--which if the last round is any indication will arrive quickly enough--and work on earning yourselves a dedicated first-class carriage to the special hell.

Fine print: In the original announcement. Basically, prompts on the first 2 pages that aren't on-topic for the challenge will be quietly screened or deleted and can be reposted later. There is no minimum subjective hotness requirement, just keep things sex- and/or kink-focused for those first 50 prompts.

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Marius gets irrationally jealous when he sees Cosette and Courfeyrac together.
He starts treating them both really badly for things they haven't done, convinced they'll run away together, until finally they both tie him down and teach him a lesson.
Bonus if this ends in ot3, with Marius deep in subspace begging both of them to prove they love him, and them assuring him that they do.
Bonus bonus if both Courfeyrac and Cosette dom him viciously, but daintily. Basically, just keep in mind that one of the things they have in common is really liking to dress nice and look pretty.

Fill p1 Cosette/Courfeyrac/Marius

At first, it had been great. His girlfriend and his best friend getting along, it was perfect. Of course, from there it was only downhill. He could remember one incident, when Cosette had spent the night. Courfeyrac came out getting ready for work and he was seeming to have trouble with his tie. Cosette instantly jumped up, abandoning her froot loops, to help him fix it.

The way they'd looked at each other that day, it was obvious to Marius that something was starting here. But he told himself that he didn't want to jump to conclusions.

So then when they were out shopping and Cosette and Courfeyrac were picking out clothes for each other, Marius knew it might be another chance for them to have a moment, and so he watched closely.

They never exactly had a moment, but they did look at each other at one point and say Marius's name in sync. From what he could gather, they were in love behind his back.

So Marius started distancing himself from them, acting cold when either of them asked a question. Then finally he realized that there was only one tie left to break.

'I think we should break up.' Marius's text was simple, but it got the message through.

He'd been at home alone, Courfeyrac at the library with Enjolras and Combeferre and Cosette at her own flat, so he'd felt safe that she wouldn't text someone else and have them demand he explain. There was nothing to explain. That was, until Courfeyrac showed up with a crying Cosette and an angry look.

"Marius fucking Pontmercy, you know better than to break up with any girl over text, let alone this girl over text!" Courfeyrac went straight to 85 the second he walked through the door. "Why the fuck would you ever break up with Cosette?"

Marius wasn't normally a yeller, but in this moment, he had no other choice.

"I don't know Courf, maybe it's because you two are so fucking perfect for each other. I thought I should just get out of the way."

Courfeyrac's bristles went down and he got a concerned look on his face. "You think we want you out of the way?"

Cosette was wiping away the last of her tears and starting to understand what was happening.

"You've made it pretty damn obvious!" Marius had not cooked down. "You and your loving looks and shared memories."

"Marius," Cosette reached a hand out to him but he pulled away. "Do you really think we don't love you? There's a reason I'm crying you dodo."

Marius remained aloof and crossed his arms.

"Jesus Christ." Courfeyrac muttered. He lifted Marius off the ground in a fireman's hold and carried him back to his own bedroom. He plopped Marius on the bed and Cosette followed in with a few sniffles.

"Marius, I don't know how to tell you this, but, I love you." Courfeyrac said getting down on his knees in front of Marius.

"Prove it." Marius said stubbornly. Courfeyrac looked back at Cosette and they nod to each other.

All at once, Courfeyrac disappears and reappears with a box while Cosette straddles Marius's legs and puts her arms around his neck.

"We're going to prove to you that we love you." Cosette whispered in his ear. "Whether you like it or not."

"But you'll probably like it." Courfeyrac said, smiling as he set the box near the bed and joined them. Before Marius could tell who hands were whose, his shirt was off and he was being pulled back so his head rested in Courfeyrac's lap while Cosette kissed her way down his chest, around his belly button, and down his happy trail, her hands deftly undoing his belt and the button of his jeans.

Meanwhile Courfeyrac was talking and playing with his hair.

"You are so wonderful Marius. It's no wonder why you've managed to get me and Cosette stuck in your web. We love you so damn much Marius, you have no idea."

By now, Cosette had pulled his pants off and was mouthing at his hardening cock through his boxers.

Fill p2 Cosette/Courfeyrac/Marius

"Now Marius, I think we can all agree that you deserve to know all of this, because it's true that we do love you. And we aren't going to abandon you for each other because to put it simply, neither of us could stand to be without you."

Marius closed his eyes and let himself relax as Cosette finally pulled his boxers down and pressed a flat tongue to his cock. She licked him from base to bottom, mouthing at his head and other spots on his shaft.

“Marius, you can’t close your eyes.” Courfeyrac said, jostling Marius’s face. “Look how fucking beautiful Cosette looks with your cock in her mouth. Don’t you get it? We’re doing this because we love you.”

Cosette swallowed Marius down as far as she could and he tipped his head back with a quiet moan. Courfeyrac watched Marius’s face as Cosette broke him apart piece by piece, and it was inspiring.

“Cosette, wait.” Courfeyrac stopped her just before Marius got off.

She pulled off with an obscene pop and wiped her mouth on the back of her arm. Marius groaned at the need to cum and the loss of attention, but Courfeyrac ignored him in favor of his own plans. He couldn’t ignore him though, when he reached down to touch himself. So he grabbed Marius’s hands and pinned them to the bed.

“Cosette, please come here and hold our lovely doll down so I can get some rope.”

Cosette got on top of Marius and put her hands just below Courfeyrac’s, watching him get up and pull rope from his box.

“Courf, what are you going to do with that rope?” Mairus asked nervously, he looked to Cosette to help him but her eyes were glued to Courfeyrac like some kind of sick fantasy come true.

“What does one normally do with rope, sweet one?” Courfeyrac cooed and pulled Marius so his hands were near the slates of the head board.

“Courf, I don’t think-” Marius started. Cosette kissed him gently, whispering hushes to his lips.

Courfeyrac finished tying Marius’s hands and sat back with Cosette to admire his handiwork. He looked on at the disheveled, naked, Marius, with his cock leaking on his stomach and his hands pulled up above his head. Courf leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

“I love you, I truly do.” His kisses ran down Mairus’s temples and right off his jaw until he was able to suck a deep bruise into Marius’s shoulder.

Cosette had returned to entertaining Marius’s cock, and she was soon joined by Courfeyrac, who pulled a bottle of lube out of what seemed like thin air and started working a finger into Marius’s hole. At one point, it looked as though Marius was going to finish, but they stopped and let him cool down before he could.

“Fuck, please.” Marius murmured into his arm. He’d tossed his head to the side, finding no more space to toss it back as he begged.
“Please what?” Cosette asked. She ran her hands down his chest and smiled as she watched him shiver.

“Please Cosette, please touch me. Make me cum. Please love me.” Cosette’s smile looked like it tasted bitter sweet.

“Oh Marius,” She spoke softly as she usually did in bed together. “I do love you.” She ran her fingers through his hair and kissed him hard. The kiss was interrupted by Courfeyrac fitting a second finger into Marius.

Marius moaned into Cosette’s mouth and she had to pull away for a moment.

“May I make him cum?” She asked Courfeyrac sweetly, and though he said no, he let her take him inside her.

“Fuck, Cosette.” Marius strained against the ropes, wanting nothing more than to hold her close and fuck her gently, but he knew no such thing would happen. Instead he could buck his hips, into her but away from Courf’s fingers, which left him feeling empty inside.

With his clean hand, Courfeyrac brushed Cosette’s hair from her neck and kissed the junction of her neck and shoulder. She leaned back against him, her head flopping onto his shoulder as she bounced herself up and down.

Fill p3 final Cosette/Courfeyrac/Marius

Courfeyrac reached around Cosette, squeezing her breast and pinching her nipple slightly before moving his hand down to play with her clit. In the end, the simulation took over Cosette first. She came with a hand twined in Courfeyrac’s hair and the other leaning on Marius’s stomach. she rested against Courferyac, giving Marius full view of her heaving chest and kiss puckered lips reminding him of just how badly he needed to cum.

Cosette moved from where she was to lay down next to Marius, admiring his lust filled expression and perfect hair.

Courfeyrac took his place between Mairus’s legs, having relubed, he was able to slide into Marius with very little effort. Of course, to Marius it felt like much more effort.

“I love you.” Cosette whispered to him, kissing under his chin and along his jaw.

Courfeyrac took it slow, giving Mairus time to adjust before he started making steadily speedin thrusts. It wasn’t long before Marius couldn’t take it anymore, and he came over his stomach with Cosette whispering words of love to him. Courfeyrac finished not long after, spilling into his own hand.

They’d taken Marius apart completely, and built him back up with words of love and kind thoughts. They kissed each part of his body as they untied him and washed off his stomach. And he fell asleep between his two favorite people in the world, who got along fine, and who also loved him above all else.

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