Bridgerton Kink Meme - Issue 2

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Dearest Reader

It is my great pleasure to welcome you to the second annual Bridgerton Kinkmeme. To kick off the season, post your deliciously naughty prompts below. This author does hope to peruse many a scandalous tale about our beloved members of the ton.

If you' wish to find a particular prompt, character, or pairing, please see our comprehensive and searchable list of fills and prompts.

Please do remember to follow our rules and be respectful of your fellow guests. Most of all, do enjoy yourselves.

Lady Kinkydown

RULES

• Everything must be posted anonymously. That includes prompts, fills, and supporting comment. You can, however, post your fills on Ao3 during the kinkmeme.
• If your prompt or fill includes one of the following themes, you must include a warning in the title or at the start of the prompt dub-con, non-con/rape, incest, underage, necrophilia, and beastiality
• No negative comments or hate. This is a Your Kink Is Not My Kink space. Positive comments and feedback are encouraged! Often people start writing in kinkmemes because the anonymity gives them courage..

Just a reminder that you CAN

• Post fills and prompts that are not smut
• Fill your own prompt
• Fill a prompt that has already been filled
• Include extra content warnings to your prompt or fill than the ones required
• Fill prompts from the previous round. (The old round is frozen so you have to fill those in this post. In this case please either link it or copy-paste it to help us mods!)

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Fills!

• Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sharma D/s pussy worship (complete fic)
• Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington Penelope gets nipple piercings (art) (on Ao3)
• Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington Penelope gets nipple piercings (complete fic) (on Ao3)
• Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington Colin accidentally sees some photos of her in lingerie (complete fic) (Last Update 17/4/22)
• Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sharma fucking in the storage room (complete fic) (on Ao3)
• Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington Penelope sitting on Colin's face (complete fic) (on Ao3)
• Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington caught in a downpour (complete fic)
• Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sharma fucking in the storage room (complete fic)
• Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington Colin fingering Penelope on the dancefloor (complete fic)

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Comments

Lady Danbury/Queen

[(Anonymous)]

fighting for dominance

Eloise/Penelope (dubcon)

[(Anonymous)]

Eloise punishing Penelope after finding out she's Lady Whistledown

Anthony/Kate

[(Anonymous)]

they fuck in that storage room after anthony finds kate there during his wedding to edwina

a lapse in honour

[(Anonymous)]

“You should not be here,” Kate whispers.

Deep down, Anthony knows that. He knows that being alone with Kate Sharma in a closet, while her sister, his bride to be, deliberates on whether or not she’s actually going to marry him, is the last place he should be. And yet, it’s the only place he wants to be. Here, just the two of them, the rest of the world and its expectations a distant memory.

She brushes past him, the intoxicating scent of lilies filling his nostrils, and he catches her wrist instinctively, desperate to keep her here with him, despite his earlier pronouncement that she must do something to fix the situation.

“Just, just—” he starts. She stops. He grips her tighter. Her skin is so soft under his. He stares down at the bangle on her wrist—that damn bangle, the reason they’re in this closet together in the first place. It’s a reminder of his own stupidity—not just because of how he momentarily lost his mind when he scrambled for it in the church, but because it makes him conscious of how much he’d like to see her wearing nothing but those bangles.

And then, maybe even worse than that primal, inescapable desire, it makes him realise how little he knows of her culture, and how he wants to learn everything about her. How he wants to hear her talk about her homeland, her childhood, the meaning behind things such as these beautiful adornments on her wrists.

“Wait,” he says, his eyes meeting hers, though he has no idea what they’re waiting for. He just needs to be in her presence a little longer. She doesn’t pull away. He caresses her hand, aching to feel those fingers on his chest, around his cock. She’s too close for comfort, and yet not close enough. Close enough for her perfume to consume him, drive him mad with want and leave him yearning.

He can see it in her eyes too. Those dark eyes, so deep, so expressive. He can see her every emotion in them. How his touch, his presence fills her with want. How guilt and self-loathing eats at her, the same way it eats at him. He cannot kiss her, he knows he cannot kiss her. He courted and proposed to her sister, and though Kate may maintain that she’s the one that ruined her sister’s life, he knows he at least had a hand in it. Kissing Kate now will only make things worse.

Still, he’s drawn in, until their lips are only a breath apart. She’ll pull away, he’s sure of it. She will be the one to think rationally, because he is incapable of it. But she doesn’t, and the temptation of her soft, plump lips is too great to resist. He closes the infinitesimal distance between them, capturing her lips with his as he tugs her towards him, crushing her chest against his.

Kissing her is somehow an immense relief, like pressure on a wound, yet at the same time it’s an accelerant, oil on a housefire, only making him burn more intensely for him. She gasps against his mouth, and he moans, slipping his tongue between her lips to explore her mouth. He can feel her breasts heaving against his chest. His hands fist in her dress. God, he wants to rip it from her body.

“Anthony,” she breathes, and God, if his name falling off her lips in that absolutely sinful way isn’t the best sound he’s ever heard.

“Kate,” he rasps in return. “Kate.”

She whines, and he’s kissing her deeper, his hands roaming now, unable to keep still. She lets him put his hands on her breasts, may even thrust them towards him a little as he cups them in his hands, squeezes them through the silk of her dress.

His mouth drops to her neck, and he trails kisses down the slope of it, across her collarbone, to the tops of her breasts, all the while going mad as he breathes in her sweet floral scent, revels in the feel of her body under his hands, the softness of her skin under his lips. He aches and he yearns for more, his cock throbbing, as hard as it’s ever been.

He pushes her back, pinning her against the door. Her arms wind around his neck, fingers threading into his hair, clinging to him like she couldn’t bear to be separated from him. He feels the same. To let her go now would be devastating.

His knee finds its way between her legs, parting them, pushing her dress up to her thighs, revealing her long, toned calves. He slots his thigh between her legs, pressed right against the juncture, and she grinds down against him, rubbing herself on his thigh wantonly, like she has no control over her own actions anymore. He cannot fault her for that—he has lost all sense of reason and decency as well.

“Kate,” he groans. “Kate, I need you.”

“I need you,” she pants. “Please.”

This isn’t how he wanted it to go. The hundreds of times he imagined making love to her—taking her virginity—it was always slow and tender. In some fantasies he was married to her, in others it was a stolen moment under a starlit sky. But it was never this rushed, urgent encounter in a storage room, still mostly dressed, while his wedding guests paced outside, waiting for his bride’s return.

Kate deserves better than this, he knows that. But he knows that they will never get better than this, and he’s too far gone now to turn back. Not when she’s equally as desperate for him, her body warm and pliant beneath her, begging for him to touch her, to end this torture.

He shoves her dress up to her waist and pushes his hand into her underwear. She moans as his fingers make contact with her swollen clit, then slides along her dripping wet slit.

His breathing is shaky as he kisses her, absolutely wrecked already. She’s panting as he rubs her clit with his fingers, and she’s moving her hips to gain more friction.

“Please,” she begs. “Please, please.”

“God, Kate,” he groans. “Are you sure?”

“Please don’t stop now.”

He unfastens his breeches hurriedly, fumbling with the laces. He extracts his cock, and Kate reaches out to touch him, wrap her dainty hand around his girth. He’s been so repressed of late, he feels as though he might come just from that simple touch.

He yanks her underwear down, moaning at the sight of her pussy. He wishes he had time to worship he like he should, to put his mouth on her cunt, taste her sweet juices. He can smell her sex from here, just as, if not more enticing than the scent of lilies he can always detect on her. But unless he wants to risk being caught with her like this, he cannot afford to be as thorough as he would like.

Still, he commits the sight and smell of her to memory. Whether or not he marries Edwina today, this moment with Kate here and now is all they will ever get.
He pushes his cock up into her, feeling her walls stretch and clench around him as she melts for him.

“Anthony,” she moans. “Oh—I feel—” He thrusts, and she cries out. He cannot hold back any longer. He should remind her to be quiet, but he cannot bring himself to, not when her moans of pleasure are like music to his ears, spurring him on, making him more desperate for release. Besides, he thinks he is just as loud himself, grunting as he fucks her against the door, the two of them like rabid animals, clutching at each other, slamming their hips together with unbridled passion.

“Kate, Kate,” he moans, and she moans his name back, and he commits that to memory too, along with the feel of her cunt, milking his cock.

Her cries become sharper as she nears orgasm, her breathing laboured as she uses his cock for her pleasure. “Yes,” she pants. “Yes, yes.” And then she shatters. He can hear it in the way her voice cracks as she cries out, feel it in the way her pussy convulses around him, floods his cock with her juices, pulls him closer, tighter.

He takes a long, deep breath, inhaling her, and then he hits his peak too, pushing his cock as deep as it will go, filling her with his seed. He lets out a strangled sob, half relieved the agony of wanting her has been satiated, yet deep down knowing it’s barely begun.

He doesn’t want to let her go. Doesn’t want be without her touch, her smile, her wit, her scent. He wants to stay lodged deep inside her. He’s aware that giving in to his desires has only made things worse for himself in the long run. Now he knows how good it is, and that nothing and no one else will ever measure up.

But he pulls away, her skirts dropping and he doesn’t even really get to bask in the post-orgasm afterglow, because his duty awaits, and this selfish lapse in honour is over. His heart lurches sickeningly when he notices the wet droplets on Kate’s cheeks.
“Did I hurt you?” he asks, his voice trembling. He reaches out to brush her tears away with his thumb.

“No, Lord Bridgerton,” Kate says, putting the wall, the distance back up between them with her words. He understands, but it still hurts. He feels as though he may cry himself. “It was far from painful. I fear the pain is yet to come.”

Anthony swallows. “Yes,” he murmurs.

“I shall speak to Edwina again,” Kate says. “All this will be sorted out.”

He doesn’t stop her this time, as she leaves. But he’s sure a piece of his heart goes with her.

Penelope/Colin

[(Anonymous)]

Penelope gets nipple piercings and Colin is obsessed

Penelope/Colin art fill

[(Anonymous)]

https://roissy.neocities.org/images/Pencolin03.png

Corsets! (Or stays. Whatever. Bernadette banner don't @ at me. 😂)
Also ruby nipple piercings because i said so.

Kate/Antony (repost from last round!)

[(Anonymous)]

Sex Worker Au

Kate is a prostitute and Anthony is her insufferable but hot client.

or reversal: Anthony is a prostitute and Kate the client who doesn't understand why she chose him because he just opened his pretty mouth and he's INSUFFERABLE.

lady danbury/lady bridgerton/queen

[(Anonymous)]

After a busy day of matchmaking they need some well deserved "rest" 👀 (or the so-called 'lady whistledown and chill')

Lady Featherington/Cousin Jack

[(Anonymous)]

He gets all hot and bothered by her cunning last idea for a new scam.

Kate/Anthony

[(Anonymous)]

honeymoon sex

benedict/sophie

[(Anonymous)]

ok this doesn't necessarily need to be smut. But I need a trans!sophie (possibly in canon setting, not modern!)

Antony/Daphne (incest tw)

[(Anonymous)]

Daphne has been left alone by her busy/absent husband one too many times. But there's someone in her life who is always going to have time for her.

Lord Bridgerton/Lady Bridgerton

[(Anonymous)]

impregnation kink (like, seriously. There must have been something kinky afoot there. 8 kids.)

any pairing

[(Anonymous)]

https://64.media.tumblr.com/35fb0c153f9ca0d407eaaffef7f50c3b/ef5b73fb40ea3eb3-ac/s1280x1920/b311e0d8d9364bb246708aa153efc0c7d17643ec.jpg
I don't even know what this is but it needs to be a prompt

cousin jack/lady featherington/lady danbury/lady bridgerton/the queen

[(Anonymous)]

cousin jack wants all the milfs!

Eloise/Theo/Her Driver

[(Anonymous)]

the lower class men show her they do it better

Anthony/Kate/Daphne (incest)

[(Anonymous)]

Kate invites Daphne into their bedroom as a surprise for her husband

Anthony/Kate/Edwina (incest)

[(Anonymous)]

Anthony marries Edwina, but she allows him one night with her sister. As long as she’s there too.

Penelope/Colin

[(Anonymous)]

phone sex worker penelope, and colin calling up on a dare but accidentally being really into it

Kate/Edwina (Incest, possible underage)

[(Anonymous)]

Kate has been very thorough in her education of Edwina.

queen/her ladies in waiting (dub-con??)

[(Anonymous)]

The queen oftentimes have all her ladies in waiting worship her as a nice, relaxing, evening activity...

Anthony/Kate

[(Anonymous)]

vampire anthony

Anthony/Kate

[(Anonymous)]

ABO, alpha anthony goes into rut immediately on catching omega kate's scent

queen/penelope/eloise

[(Anonymous)]

Eloise tells the Queen who Lady Whistledown really is and they punish Penelope together

Benedict/Colin, (incest, dub-con - sex under the influence)

[(Anonymous)]

Drugged Benedict is unexpectedly amorous and Colin is left to deal with the consequences (he's not particularly complaining). It's up to you if Colin gets high as well. Could be canon setting with the weird tea, or maybe a modern AU and they smoke weed.

+ bonus points for Benedict calling Colin "Col"

Simon/Anthony

[(Anonymous)]

the duke and the rake had a past and despite loving their wives, old habits die hard

Simon/Anthony + Daphne/Simon + Simon/Anthony/Daphne (incest)

[(Anonymous)]

Anthony adores his siblings and wants the best for them, so that means making sure the duke is qualified to marry his sister and keep her happy.

later on, the married couple invites him to join him in bed as a thank you