Drabbles
For: little_mystery
Pairing: Riku/Sora
Emotion: Anger
Word count: 182 words.
Notes: Kingdom Hearts I era.
When Riku chose to embrace the darkness within, he didn’t expect all of these new-dark-emotions to come flooding to the surface. Betrayal was only one of these emotions. Anger, the need to exact revenge, and the deep-seeded want to hurt Sora the way Sora had hurt him. It was overwhelming.
Frightening.
It seemed, throughout some of their brief encounters in Monstro and Neverland, that some of these same feelings had rubbed off on Sora. That same contempt seemed to affect the brunet.
They certainly had an odd way of expressing their anger, however. There was nothing sexy about the way they kissed, all teeth and lips, and the cruel way Riku dragged his tongue along Sora’s earlobe, injecting venom in the boy’s veins as he quietly cursed the Keyblade Master, and bit roughly.
The way Riku slammed Sora against the cool wall of the castle, and the way Sora groaned when the older boy quickly unzipped his jumper and grazed fingernails along his taut stomach mimicked that of a lover’s touch.
But they weren’t lovers.
Not even close.
Not anymore.
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For: _blurplinkle_
Pairing: Sephiroth/Cloud
Emotion: Envy
Word count: 235 words.
Notes: Eh, Advent Children era.
How Cloud had ended up in this predicament was beyond his imagination. First, he was chasing Kadaj toward the edges of Midgar, and now Sephiroth stood before him, blade drawn, and their faces mere inches apart.
“Shall I give you despair?” Sephiroth asked, Masamune slicing through a large chunk of falling cinder as he jumped, easily dodging a swing of Cloud’s Buster sword, swiftly moving until his feet planted atop a sturdy building. He gave Cloud no time to attack, and began an onslaught of attacks, blade swinging wildly as he began to wear the blond down.
Cloud found himself backed into a wall, and can only watch as Sephiroth buries the blade deep in his shoulder, immobilizing him for a moment, but that moment is all he needs.
He kneels before Cloud, a gloved hand coming to rest on a dirty cheek. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against the blond’s and felt him try to pull away, but the searing pain in his shoulder was beginning to grow. The blond whimpered and Sephiroth smirked, suppressing a chuckle.
“Why are you doing this?” Cloud asked, voice cracking slightly as he felt cool, gloved hands slip beneath his shirt, causing his abdomen to quiver.
“Because, Cloud,” Sephiroth began curtly, hot breath tickling Cloud’s earlobe as he leaned closer hand dipping beneath the waistband of the blond’s pants, “I want to take everything from you.”
Pairing: Riku/Sora
Emotion: Anger
Word count: 182 words.
Notes: Kingdom Hearts I era.
When Riku chose to embrace the darkness within, he didn’t expect all of these new-dark-emotions to come flooding to the surface. Betrayal was only one of these emotions. Anger, the need to exact revenge, and the deep-seeded want to hurt Sora the way Sora had hurt him. It was overwhelming.
Frightening.
It seemed, throughout some of their brief encounters in Monstro and Neverland, that some of these same feelings had rubbed off on Sora. That same contempt seemed to affect the brunet.
They certainly had an odd way of expressing their anger, however. There was nothing sexy about the way they kissed, all teeth and lips, and the cruel way Riku dragged his tongue along Sora’s earlobe, injecting venom in the boy’s veins as he quietly cursed the Keyblade Master, and bit roughly.
The way Riku slammed Sora against the cool wall of the castle, and the way Sora groaned when the older boy quickly unzipped his jumper and grazed fingernails along his taut stomach mimicked that of a lover’s touch.
But they weren’t lovers.
Not even close.
Not anymore.
--
For: _blurplinkle_
Pairing: Sephiroth/Cloud
Emotion: Envy
Word count: 235 words.
Notes: Eh, Advent Children era.
How Cloud had ended up in this predicament was beyond his imagination. First, he was chasing Kadaj toward the edges of Midgar, and now Sephiroth stood before him, blade drawn, and their faces mere inches apart.
“Shall I give you despair?” Sephiroth asked, Masamune slicing through a large chunk of falling cinder as he jumped, easily dodging a swing of Cloud’s Buster sword, swiftly moving until his feet planted atop a sturdy building. He gave Cloud no time to attack, and began an onslaught of attacks, blade swinging wildly as he began to wear the blond down.
Cloud found himself backed into a wall, and can only watch as Sephiroth buries the blade deep in his shoulder, immobilizing him for a moment, but that moment is all he needs.
He kneels before Cloud, a gloved hand coming to rest on a dirty cheek. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against the blond’s and felt him try to pull away, but the searing pain in his shoulder was beginning to grow. The blond whimpered and Sephiroth smirked, suppressing a chuckle.
“Why are you doing this?” Cloud asked, voice cracking slightly as he felt cool, gloved hands slip beneath his shirt, causing his abdomen to quiver.
“Because, Cloud,” Sephiroth began curtly, hot breath tickling Cloud’s earlobe as he leaned closer hand dipping beneath the waistband of the blond’s pants, “I want to take everything from you.”