#021; jojobeans_kh01
Title: Temptation.
Prompt: 10pastryhearts; F L O W E R S -- BEGONIA.
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts.
Characters: Riku and Sora
Word Count: 294
Rating: Uhhh....R
Author's Notes: .The urge to write something overty physical took over, and, hehe, this was the by-product. I...well I usually don't go for sexual, because I can't write it worth crap, but...well I saw it in my mind, and weeeelll....yea. Not only that, but I had younger people and parents looking over my shoulder when I wrote this. AND its holiday -ish themed, and makes absolutely no sense at the end, and not to mention its two seconds from OOC. klfhkljfhdjf I might just hate this a quite a little bit. But whatever. It got the writers block to leave? D:
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He watches as the fingers splay against his abdomen, wide eyed as the pads of them press softly into the dips imposed naturally in his skin. They roll across his flesh, veering dangerously close to his navel - so close in fact, that he can practically feel them dancing around it - and then they slide up, flicking near his chest, teasing his nipple in ways that he never knew existed before this. His back is arching, his hands are fisting, and his mouth is falling open in a soundless scream as he does his best to keep from crying out, begging, screaming for more attention.
And as the fingers are replaced with a something else - something wet, something warm, something much kinkier - Sora can practically feel his heart pounding in his chest; tapping against his ribs like that of a little bird. It whorls and spins and licks and sucks at his skin, goosebumps and tiny red splotches covering his once soft and pliant flesh, making him more and more aroused with every touch. He knows it feels good - the burning feeling pooling in his gut screams so - but good god, this is bordering on to torture, he thinks. Riku's poking and touching and licking and sucking, and god, is it torture.
--and just as a hand, soft and hesitant, pushes against him there, really making him yelp this time, it stops.
"Riiiiikkkkkkuuuu!"
A laugh is all he gets as the head of silver hair rises from between his legs, a smile as devious as the devil himself gracing it's lips.
"You've been too bad this year to get anything else, baby. Thats why."
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"But watch out," his look says, "Santa might just sneak up on you."
Prompt: 10pastryhearts; F L O W E R S -- BEGONIA.
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts.
Characters: Riku and Sora
Word Count: 294
Rating: Uhhh....R
Author's Notes: .The urge to write something overty physical took over, and, hehe, this was the by-product. I...well I usually don't go for sexual, because I can't write it worth crap, but...well I saw it in my mind, and weeeelll....yea. Not only that, but I had younger people and parents looking over my shoulder when I wrote this. AND its holiday -ish themed, and makes absolutely no sense at the end, and not to mention its two seconds from OOC. klfhkljfhdjf I might just hate this a quite a little bit. But whatever. It got the writers block to leave? D:
--
He watches as the fingers splay against his abdomen, wide eyed as the pads of them press softly into the dips imposed naturally in his skin. They roll across his flesh, veering dangerously close to his navel - so close in fact, that he can practically feel them dancing around it - and then they slide up, flicking near his chest, teasing his nipple in ways that he never knew existed before this. His back is arching, his hands are fisting, and his mouth is falling open in a soundless scream as he does his best to keep from crying out, begging, screaming for more attention.
And as the fingers are replaced with a something else - something wet, something warm, something much kinkier - Sora can practically feel his heart pounding in his chest; tapping against his ribs like that of a little bird. It whorls and spins and licks and sucks at his skin, goosebumps and tiny red splotches covering his once soft and pliant flesh, making him more and more aroused with every touch. He knows it feels good - the burning feeling pooling in his gut screams so - but good god, this is bordering on to torture, he thinks. Riku's poking and touching and licking and sucking, and god, is it torture.
--and just as a hand, soft and hesitant, pushes against him there, really making him yelp this time, it stops.
"Riiiiikkkkkkuuuu!"
A laugh is all he gets as the head of silver hair rises from between his legs, a smile as devious as the devil himself gracing it's lips.
"You've been too bad this year to get anything else, baby. Thats why."
--
"But watch out," his look says, "Santa might just sneak up on you."