Title: Can’t Get Enough
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: RoxasSora
Rating: NC17
Author:
starry_nights88Warnings: Smut, language
Disclaimer: It’s sort of obvious that I don’t own Kingdom Hearts, because if I did, I wouldn’t be broke!
Prompt: Theme A :: Gluttony
Summary: Roxas simply can’t get enough of his boyfriend.
Gluttony: (n) To be greedy; avarice
College wasn’t what Roxas had expected it to be, quite the contrary. He had expected it to be boring, void of all things fun, just filled with endless projects, snooty roommates, and talkative professors. But, when he found out that his boyfriend had gotten accepted into the same college as him, it changed all of his expectations, especially after he found out that his brown haired lover would also be his roommate.
There were still endless projects and talkative professors, but the blond haired boy was spared from a snooty roommate, instead, he got his lover. This was just fine by him.
Now, if only he could finish this stupid History assignment so he could actually spend some time with said boyfriend. Roxas knew college was demanding, but this was a little ridiculous, he used to always have time for his blue eyed lover.
Tonight he had wanted to do something special with his boyfriend, but the way things were looking now with this project, that would be hard…perhaps even impossible.
The blonde snorted softly, grinning. Knowing his lover like he did…nothing was impossible, Sora would find a way to spend time with him, even if the brunet simply watched Roxas type away madly at his computer for the remaining of the night.
But anything was fine so long as Sora was apart of it. That and the brunet knew a whole hell of a lot more about history then Roxas did.
Roxas just couldn’t get enough Sora. It was as simply as that. He more he received, the more he wanted from the brunet. But, Sora was always more than willing to give it.
Roxas’ mother had always told him that gluttony was a sin, but was it really Roxas’ fault that he wanted the brunet all to himself? Heh, Roxas’ mother had called a lot of things a sin in her time. Every single sin she uttered, Roxas was proud to say he had committed; gluttony, lust, rage, pride, laziness, greed, and even envy. And, every sin was connected to the brown haired boy he loved so dearly.
“Roxas.”
The said boy turned, immediately grinning when he saw his brown haired lover enter the room, “Hey Sora.” He greeted brightly.
The blue eyed boy smiled, setting his bag on his bed, “Hey, still working on that history project?” He asked, coming to sit next to the boy on the blond’s bed, leaning over to place a chaste kiss on his lips.
Roxas nodded, “Yeah. It’s being a bitch.” He said before laughing softly, “I think I need a break.” He said, turning to face his lover with a smirk on his face.
A soft chuckle was his reply, “Good, because I need a break from school in general.” Sora replied, smiling at his boyfriend.
Roxas nodded in agreement, turning to close out of the word document and shut down his computer before he could turn his full attention to his lover.
A small smile was on Sora’s face as he watched the computer screen flicker off which certainly meant that him and Roxas were about to take a ‘break’, which was just fine by Sora. Actually it was welcomed. It’d had been nearly a week and a half since the last time he had really felt his lover, which school work and jobs, the mix never left time for just him and Roxas.
“How was your week?” Roxas asked, scooting closer to his boyfriend, putting his hands on the boy’s hips.
“It could have been better.” Sora said, smiling softly, wrapping his arms around the boy’s neck, “I could have spent more time with you.”
Roxas grinned, “I wish I could have spent more time with you, I missed you this past week, you know.” He said truthfully. He had found himself thinking about his brunet lover on more than one occasion, which had left him in various states of arousal. And, it had gotten him very well acquainted with his left hand.
Sora’s smile widened before he pressed his lips against his blond haired boyfriend, finally unable to hold back anymore. He needed his boyfriend, he needed his lover to be inside of him and it possibly couldn’t wait any longer. For he had developed such a raw hunger for his lover. He craved his touch, his lips, his body, his heart.
Roxas immediately pushed the brunet back unto the bed he was sitting on, climbing over him, all without breaking their kiss.
Just like every other dorm room their’s had two twin size beds. Often, they only used one. Only when they fought were both beds used. Luckily, that was close to never.
Sora was the one to break the kiss, “Don’t be gentle.” He ordered. He was always the impatient one during sex. Roxas could take his time even if he was aroused beyond all possible believe. But, not Sora, when he wanted Roxas, he wanted him right then.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” Roxas said simply, pressing kisses along Sora’s jaw, working the boy’s pants opened with a single hand as the other slipped up his shirt to tickle and tease the flesh.
Sora panted, his blue eyes slipping closed, “Then hurry, please, I want you so bad.” He whined, arching his back slightly. It had been far to long…
…Far too long indeed. Roxas took his lover’s words to heart, deciding that there would be plenty of time for foreplay later; right now he wanted the boy. And, have the boy he would.
He made quick work of his lover’s clothes and his lover made quick work of his, finally they lay together in a naked embrace, basking in the closeness as Roxas slipped a finger into Sora’s entrance, “I love you, Sora, so much…” He murmured against the boy’s neck as he pushed the finger further into his lover.
Sora groaned softly, the first finger never hurt anymore, it was more of a discomfort then anything else. But, when Roxas brushed over his sweet spot, that action always made all the discomfort evaporate. “There! Roxas!” The brunet cried, arching his hips into his lover.
Roxas slipped in a second finger, relishing in the tightness of his lover that would soon be surrounding him. With the two fingers, he repeatedly rubbed against his sweet spot, teasing his young lover as he bent over to nip at his collar bone.
“Now, Roxas, take me now.” Sora cried out to his lover, arching in to his lover.
Roxas nodded, pulling his fingers out before he captured Sora’s lips in a heated kiss, and then, he entered the boy with a single clean thrust. He groaned into the kiss, his grip on the younger boy tightening only slightly.
After the initial thrust, Roxas always remained stationary to give his lover a chance to get used to the feeling so he wouldn’t get hurt, because Roxas wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he had hurt his love, even by accident.
“Move!” Sora whined arching his hips once more. He wanted this to badly to worry about the act not hurting, he wanted it then, right then.
Roxas was never one to refuse the boy anything, and God knows he wouldn’t start now. After hearing his lover’s demand, he began to set his pace of slow, long, and deep thrusts. He couldn’t hold back his moans as he thrusted into the tight body of his brunet.
“Faster!” Sora cried, hips arching with every thrust, “I’m not a fucking china doll!”
Roxas let out a soft groan at that. He knew his lover was vocal during sex, but he did say the damnest things when he was caught in the pleasure of it all. But, the blond obeyed him none the less.
Soon the room was filled with nothing but the sound of bare flesh slapping against bare flesh and the soft cries from the two boys as they brought each other closer and closer to their release.
“Roxas!” The brunet cried as his lover’s finger wrapped around his painful erection, “God!”
Roxas stroked his lover’s cock harshly, his own thrusts getting erratic as he felt his fast approaching climax. He wanted to hear his lover scream, he had been denied the pleasure for too long.
Finally, his lover’s voice shattered the silence that had positioned itself in their room, his loud yells sounds as sweet as an angel’s voice filled Roxas’ ears as he felt his lover’s release land of their stomachs, causing him to fill his lover with his seed.
The boy’s collapsed against each other, falling out of their euphoric high, arms wrapped around each other, their legs tangled.
They never could get enough for each other. Try as they might, the more they got of the other, the more they wanted.
Gluttony. It’s a sin. But, to them, it was just a way of life.