More threesome smut ahoy...
And yet another one of these threesomes! Figured I'd get this old junk out of the way before posting something new. X3 Apologies if this has been seen before!
Title: Pretend Birthday
Writer: lynxgriffin
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Some very minor KH2 spoilers for Disney characters that appear
Characters/Pairings: Riku/Sora/Kairi
Notes/Continuation: Another threesome smutfic! (They're addicting, I tell you!) This one's still very old; might still have some of those errors of mechanics. But this one's probably my favorite.
Cross-posted to destiny_trio
"Hey, Sora!"
Sora looked around for the source of Riku's voice, but Beast and Belle were blocking his view. When Riku yelled for him again, he finally spotted him lounging on the outdoor balcony.
Sora had to squeeze past a host of other partygoers, including Leon arguing something with Yuffie, and Mulan and Chang attempting an awkward dance to the loud music Tron blasted through the castle's sound system. He finally got out of the crowd and joined Riku at the balcony. He leaned against the railing with an exasperated sigh, brushing stray confetti out of his hair.
"Man, it's crazy in there," Sora said.
"So, Sora...you wanna play games tonight?"
Sora's ears perked up at the question, even above the din of the party. It was a rare thing for Riku to ask; usually reserved for special occasions. Then again, this was special enough.
"What, you have something particular in mind?" he asked, almost afraid of what it might be.
"Just thought we should do something special for the birthday girl," Riku said with a mischievous smile.
Sora knew better. "Well, you should ask Kairi before making any plans."
"Already did. She said she's fine with it," Riku answered, leaving off the implied 'if you are too.' He added, "besides, what girl would turn down two good-looking guys such as ourselves on her pretend birthday?"
"Shhh, people will hear you!" Sora warned. While they were far enough away from the crowd by being outdoors, a few people were still just on the edge of earshot.
"Oh relax," Riku said, giving him a playful shove in the shoulder. "No one's gonna hear."
Riku was just slightly off, as a somewhat tipsy Captain Jack Sparrow sauntered out of the crowd of partygoers towards them. "Now look here, you two. Why is the rum gone?" he demanded with a bit of a slur.
"Captain, we never have rum at our parties. You know that," Sora replied.
Jack Sparrow held up a glass flask half-full of some dark liquid. "Aye, 'tis why I brought my own." He stopped for a moment, and glanced back at the crowded ballroom. "By the way...what the hell's a 'pretend birthday' 'sposed to be, anyway?"
A sheepish grin crossed Sora's face. "Well...see, when Kairi first came to our island, she didn't remember anything about her old life...even her birthday. So Riku and I made one up for her. We looked through Radiant Garden's records later and found out when her real birthday was, but we still like celebrating the pretend one, too."
"Well I say, you three don't know much 'bout throwin' a birthday party if there's no rum," he declared. He then walked back into the party as if this completely solved his problem.
Sora slumped back against the balcony wall in relief. When they were both sure no one else would interrupt, Riku leaned back closer to Sora. "You still haven't given me an answer."
Sora turned the thought over in his head. "Hmmm...okay. But I better not regret it."
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Kairi leaned back onto Sora's chest, snuggling until she was comfortable. Sora put his arms around her and buried his face in her hair with a contented smile. The party had left him more than tired, but not tired enough to completely turn down time with Kairi...even with Riku's "games."
And now Riku slid onto the bed opposite of them, dressed in a loose-fitting shirt and pants, and holding a large blue tub. "And here I came in expecting you two wouldn't wait for me," he said with a mock sigh.
"I'm sure you would've liked that," Kairi teased, tilting her head back and giving Sora a short kiss on the chin.
Sora grew warm in the face, which broadened his smile. He asked, "so, Riku...what exactly did you have in mind?" He almost felt like he was hiding behind Kairi...while they usually said yes to the few times Riku asked to join them, getting started always seemed a little harder for Sora than when it was just him and Kairi.
"Well..." Riku straightened up and popped the lid off the blue tub, releasing a somewhat salty smell. "As it is a birthday party tonight, there obviously must be ice cream. And I happen to have here some brand-new, rather experimental, spreadable sea-salt ice cream...for frosting cakes and such." He presented the tub as if it were a rare artifact.
"You stole that from Donald's uncle, didn't you?" Kairi accused him.
"Borrowed it for research purposes, you mean," Riku said without missing a beat.
"So what exactly are we testing?" Sora said with some skepticism. He failed to see what ice-cream-frosting had to do with the three of them here. With Kairi folded up neatly in his arms, he was a little antsy to get down to business.
"Sora, Sora, Sora! That imagination of yours'll get dull if you don't use it often!" Riku scolded. He then handed the tub to Kairi. "And as Kairi is our resident birthday girl, she gets to pick who she wants to lick the ice cream off of."
Kairi almost dropped the tub under a burst of hiccupy laughter. "Lick it off? Riku, you're so weird!"
"I prefer the term 'inventive'," he replied, enunciating the last word longer.
"But...the ice cream...salty..." Sora tried to figure this one out, although his eyes just kept growing wider.
Kairi got over her initial surprise quickly. "Okay then. I choose...Sora."
"Ha! I win again," Sora said before stopping to think about what that meant.
"...And Riku can help me," Kairi added, which immediately brought Sora back to reality.
"Wait..." Sora stated to speak, but was stopped by a dollop of ice cream on his nose. Almost as soon as she'd put it there, Kairi leaned forward and licked it off. A stupid grin spread across Sora's face.
He didn't fight it when Kairi pulled off his undershirt and gently pushed him back down onto the bed. He just relaxed onto the throw pillows as Riku produced a large serving spoon and handed it to Kairi.
However, he did notice it when Kairi began applying the ice cream to his exposed chest. The stuff felt somewhere between melted ice cream and frosting, thick, slow and smooth on his skin. But mostly-
"It's freezing!" he blurted, his face scrunching in surprise.
"It's ice cream!" Kairi reminded him, and reached into the tub with two fingers. She spread it across his cheek and chin, making him flinch from the cold. But his expression immediately softened again as the ice cream was licked from his face. He leaned forward and caught her hand as she pulled away, putting her fingers in his mouth and sucking off the remaining ice cream. The salt and sugar flavor assaulted his senses, accentuated by it coming off of Kairi.
Even more of the stuff got smoothed onto his chest, neck and torso, until he felt buried under a blanket of ice cream. His skin was no sooner numb to the cold of it when Kairi and even Riku resumed licking it off, letting their tongues run up and down his form. The sharp contrast between the freezing frosting and their hot tongues made his skin tingle, and he found himself enjoying it a lot more than he'd originally thought. He arched his back and gave a long sigh, willing them to continue.
Kairi moved up and licked away a line of ice cream to the nape of his neck, where she paused to gently nibble along his collarbone. Meanwhile, Riku worked his way down to his bellybutton, pressing his fingers into Sora's hips. Getting an idea, he shifted down further and began to unbuckle Sora's pants.
But Sora caught on to the idea fast. "Wait! N-nothing...cold down there."
"Birthday girl calls the shots," Riku reasoned, already moving his hands towards where Sora was starting to get aroused.
"Mmm, he did ask for nothing cold," Kairi mumbled back, her voice lost somewhere in Sora's neck.
Riku's expression moved from disappointment to compliance. "Fine." Instead, he dipped a finger in the ice cream tub and scooted up until he was at Sora's other end. Sora was distracted from Kairi as Riku began tracing the finger across his forehead.
"What're you doing?" Sora asked.
"Just doodling," Riku replied as he wrote "DORK" in ice cream on Sora's forehead.
"Then I wanna doodle too," Kairi said in a voice that could have come off as tipsy. She used ice cream to begin tracing a heart on his cheek, but got stopped halfway as Sora's lips met hers and they resumed kissing. Both produced small, strange noises of contentment from the tongue wrestling, with the salty-sweet taste getting everywhere. Riku took advantage of their occupation and the available ice cream to begin writing "TINY" on Sora's stomach, with an arrow pointing to his crotch.
He didn't get far before Sora started to buck and twitch in response. "...Tickles!" he blurted as soon as Kairi pulled away from him long enough.
"Then hold him down for me, will you?" Riku asked deviously. Kairi obliged, pinning Sora's arms to the bed, as Riku began to lick away the ice cream message at an agonizingly slow pace. Sora struggled against her, but only managed to produce a stream of sputters, laughs and moans. The moans took over as they urged him into a rhythm somewhere between Riku's licks and Kairi's groping.
Until Kairi finally noticed what they were doing to him. "Riku, you're gonna make him come early," she warned.
Riku didn't answer for a moment, looking as if he were debating whether to ease off and draw out the foreplay, or else take advantage of any premature orgasms. "Besides, we've still got enough ice cream for the other side," Kairi added with a playful smile.
Riku seemed to like this idea. However, Sora forgot about the pleasure building up inside him quickly. The last time it'd been the three of them, he had ended up on his stomach with Riku on top nearly the entire time. He wasn't keen on the idea of taking it and not giving anything back all over again.
"Hey, wait! No turning over yet..." Sora protested, starting to sit up.
"And why not?" Kairi asked. The heat was making the remaining ice-cream-frosting melt, and she leaned forward and licked it as it dripped down the side of his face.
"Because I'm...sticky!" Sora replied, which was the truth, even if it wasn't the correct one.
Riku moved around closer to him, running his hand along Sora's hip with the intent to smooth it under his partially-unbuckled pants. "And why is sticky a problem?"
"Because I'm covered in slobber! I need to take a shower." It was as good an excuse as any.
Or perhaps not. "Slobber?!" Kairi echoed with mock offense. "Oooh, just for that..." She caught him by the shoulders and began to force him back onto the bed. She nipped at his neck again while doing so, sending Sora's heart racing.
Riku, who'd remained dressed the entire time, then moved over Sora and began to remove his own pants. "Shower's gonna break up the whole mood," he reasoned.
Sora struggled against Kairi's grip, but only half-heartedly. "I'm just gonna take a quick shower and then we can keep going!"
Riku saw through Sora's façade fairly easily. "He just doesn't want to be on the bottom again," he said, shuffling off his pants.
"And you can't make me!" Sora challenged, trying to fight even harder against Kairi. He got double the pressure when Riku joined in the struggle, pinning him with one arm and using the other to search beneath Sora's pants. All three ended up in a tangle of skin, sweat, partially-melted ice cream and panting, with Sora losing fast. He almost submitted under a barrage of licks, bites and massages all the way from his lips to his groin.
That is, until he caught sight of the abandoned ice cream tub. He grabbed it up, twisted around and dumped the remaining contents over Riku's head and shoulders.
The freezing sea-salt ice cream dripping over his hair and down his skin put Riku into a state of temporary shock, and reduced Kairi to a heap of uncontrollable laughter. Sora took the opportunity and bolted. He bounced from the bed, unlocked the bedroom door and sprinted out into the hall, staggering for a moment as he rebuckled his half-open pants.
Had Sora not gotten a significant head start, Riku would've caught him easily. Instead, Kairi followed him out first, and blocked his way to the closer, private bathroom. "Birthday girl calls the shots!" she said in a voice that could have been considered threatening.
"Gotta catch me first!" Sora said, and turned to head the other direction. His bare feet skidded on the smooth marble floor, and he barely caught himself as Riku emerged from the bedroom. He gave them both a cocky grin before sprinting for his next available option, leaving an ice cream trail in his wake. The other two paused for only a second before following him.
The other bathroom door was a few halls down, significantly larger and intended more for guests. Kairi and Riku were just a few steps behind him by the time he actually reached the bathroom. However, it wasn't until Sora burst inside that he remembered this bathroom didn't have a shower; just a spa-sized bathtub partitioned off from rows of sinks and toilets.
"Got ya!" Kairi exclaimed, tackling Sora from behind and throwing her arms around his neck. Sora nearly stumbled over from the surprise, but caught himself quickly. Kairi remained on his shoulders for a moment before an odd look crossed her face. "...Ew, you are sticky."
"Toldja so," Sora said with a smirk. However, he wasn't sure how to get rid of said sticky-ness now, especially with the two of them there.
Riku stepped forward with the same wily smile as when he'd presented the ice cream. "So you want to get clean? Fine then." He walked over to the spa bath, and turned on the faucet. "We can just use the same water."
The implications of such a statement didn't hit Sora right away, as he was too busy trying to choke back chuckles at seeing Riku's hair drenched in ice cream. Kairi, however, caught on well enough. Grinning, she darted to one of the smooth marble cabinets along the far wall and began pulling out pink-and-purple bottles. The bathroom quickly filled with steam from the scalding-hot bathwater, and made Sora feel suddenly sluggish after their brawl.
Kairi then tread back to the spa bath and squirted copious amounts of the bottled liquid into the running water. Riku, who had begun removing the rest of his clothes, stopped and wrinkled his nose at it. "What flowery junk are you dumping in there?" he asked, but quickly got his answer as the bath began to fill with foaming bubbles.
"And it'll make it smell nice, too." Kairi smiled at Riku's expression, and nearly snorted for the same reasons as Sora.
Riku made a 'hmph' noise. "Naturally have to fluff everything up..."
Sora might have agreed with Riku, if not for the fact that Kairi began to strip as well. The already-steamy bathroom felt twice as warm to him as she peeled off her slightly damp shirt and underwear, and stepped into the bathwater. She let out a long sigh of relief as her naked form slipped beneath the haze of bubbles, sending a hot tremor through Sora.
"Who cares about bubbles!" Sora declared, shedding his pants and underwear in a flash. He nearly leaped into the tub with her, sending up a plume of bubbles. Sora winced as the hot water seared his skin, but he got used to it quickly, and a smile took over his features as the same relief washed over him.
Kairi sank a little lower, until the bubbles were up to her shoulders. "Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Yeah..." Sora hummed. His hand found her leg beneath the water's surface, and he began to smooth it up to her thigh.
Riku finally joined them in the bath, taking up nearly half of it himself with his large frame. He interrupted Sora's underwater exploration to dip his head beneath the still-running faucet, and washed as much of the ice cream out of his hair as he could. He flinched and mumbled "hot" under his breath before pulling away.
"You missed a spot," Kairi teased. She grabbed up another bottle, poured a generous amount of shower gel into her hand, and moved over to run it through Riku's hair.
Sora almost drowned himself under bubbles and laughter. "Oh look, Riku needs Kairi to wash his hair!"
"Stop that," Riku slurred, but didn't try to stop her. Instead, he just leaned his head back and allowed her to rake her fingers through his silver locks, filling them with lather and bubbles. Riku rocked back and forth with her arm motions, at first just mumbling, then letting out short moans.
Sora's insides churned at the sight. "...Wash my hair too," he said slowly. Riku just smirked back at him. Kairi finally removed her fingers from his scalp, and he stuck his head under the faucet to rinse out the lather. He emerged a moment later completely dripping; strands of silver sticking slick to his neck and shoulders.
Riku glanced back up at him through drenched bangs. "Don't you wanna get completely wet?"
In response, Sora stuck his own head under the faucet, although no amount of water would kill the spikiness in his hair. After getting covered in the freezing ice cream, the hot and bubbly water felt especially soothing on his body. The heat made everything loose...his nerves, his muscles, his inhibitions.
His searching hands found Kairi again and then he pulled her, laughing, down almost beneath the bubbles. The white foam looked ridiculous sitting on her shoulders and head, but he didn't care. She was hot and slick and all he wanted to do was get inside her as soon as possible.
Riku moved in closer before Sora could start positioning them. "So who delivers the birthday gift?" he asked, although he already knew the answer.
"Sora..." she replied between long breaths. "But you get to help wrap them."
She leaned back against the tub's porcelain sides, with the bubbles reaching almost to her shoulders. With the tub now completely full, Riku reached up and turned off the faucet. The absence of the gushing water left the bathroom eerily soundless, and any noise the three made echoed louder off the smooth marble walls. And the first sound that bounced back to them was Kairi's moan as Sora began massaging her neck with his lips and tongue, then dipping down to her breast. He got lost in the bubbles while tracing her nipple with his tongue, and made a face as the taste of soap overtook that of sea-salt ice cream.
As Sora worked on her breast, Riku slipped his hand between her thighs and searched until she moaned louder in confirmation. He pressed his fingers against her and into her and stroked, making Kairi wince in pleasure and grip at his wet hair. She hitched up against his fingers, setting Sora slightly off-balance, but he caught himself with a tight grip on her hip and shoulder.
As if determined to tease them both, Riku leaned over and pushed his tongue behind Sora's ear. Sora gave a moan of his own and clenched down harder than he intended to on Kairi's breast. She just flinched and gripped a little harder at his neck. For what seemed a long time they remained locked in a tangle of fingers and tongues and hair, with Sora and Riku almost fighting to out-pleasure the other.
Kairi was on the verge of coming before Riku suddenly withdrew. She let out a long and shaky breath and whimpered, "W-why'd you stop..."
"Sora's turn," Riku said simply.
Without wasting a minute, Sora twisted around so he and Kairi faced each other, and then he was thrusting into her. Kairi fumbled for a tighter grip on him, her legs and arms slipping around his wet skin. While barely able to hold on, she thrust back anyway, pressing her hips and chest against his with equal vigor. The soap in the bubbles made everything sting a little, but not nearly enough to drown out the intense pleasure gaining momentum inside him.
He no sooner fell into a steady rhythm when he felt Riku probe at his other end and then enter. Riku locked his arms around Sora's chest and rested his chin on his head, as he usually did, although he also had a tough time keeping his grip with everything sopping wet.
Normally it hurt for Sora when Riku came in so fast, but the bubble bath made everything hot and soft and slippery, and he barely noticed it. The permeating heat and wet made everything seem to meld together, until Sora felt like the only thing differentiating Kairi from Riku was their voices. He was lost somewhere in the middle, unable to take in the thousand sensations accentuated beneath the hot, frothy water.
Kairi and Riku came at the same time, with Kairi grasping at his shoulders and giving a long cry while Riku produced nothing more than a simple moan of relief. Sora almost choked on his own breath at being between two orgasms at once, and he made a small and unnaturally high-pitched noise in response. His body spasmed nearly beyond his control before he released back into Kairi with a final jerk. He thought it might have been lost in the bathwater, but the look on Kairi's face told him she had received it.
Still wrapped around him, Kairi leaned forward and landed him a kiss on the cheek. "Mmm, that was..." she trailed off, lost for words.
Sora grinned and leaned back onto Riku's chest, also still locked around him. "Happy pretend nineteenth."
The relative silence of their afterglow was shattered by a sudden clatter from the other side of the partition. From the hidden row of sinks and toilets emerged a very drunk Captain Jack Sparrow, who had apparently passed out there while everyone else had gone home.
He paused and stared at them through the haze of a hangover. Riku, Sora and Kairi just stared back, eyes wide and jaws agape with unanimous horror.
Jack Sparrow opened and closed his mouth a few times before finally speaking. "Y'know what? I take that back. You three know how to throw one helluva birthday party."
Title: Pretend Birthday
Writer: lynxgriffin
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Some very minor KH2 spoilers for Disney characters that appear
Characters/Pairings: Riku/Sora/Kairi
Notes/Continuation: Another threesome smutfic! (They're addicting, I tell you!) This one's still very old; might still have some of those errors of mechanics. But this one's probably my favorite.
Cross-posted to destiny_trio
"Hey, Sora!"
Sora looked around for the source of Riku's voice, but Beast and Belle were blocking his view. When Riku yelled for him again, he finally spotted him lounging on the outdoor balcony.
Sora had to squeeze past a host of other partygoers, including Leon arguing something with Yuffie, and Mulan and Chang attempting an awkward dance to the loud music Tron blasted through the castle's sound system. He finally got out of the crowd and joined Riku at the balcony. He leaned against the railing with an exasperated sigh, brushing stray confetti out of his hair.
"Man, it's crazy in there," Sora said.
"So, Sora...you wanna play games tonight?"
Sora's ears perked up at the question, even above the din of the party. It was a rare thing for Riku to ask; usually reserved for special occasions. Then again, this was special enough.
"What, you have something particular in mind?" he asked, almost afraid of what it might be.
"Just thought we should do something special for the birthday girl," Riku said with a mischievous smile.
Sora knew better. "Well, you should ask Kairi before making any plans."
"Already did. She said she's fine with it," Riku answered, leaving off the implied 'if you are too.' He added, "besides, what girl would turn down two good-looking guys such as ourselves on her pretend birthday?"
"Shhh, people will hear you!" Sora warned. While they were far enough away from the crowd by being outdoors, a few people were still just on the edge of earshot.
"Oh relax," Riku said, giving him a playful shove in the shoulder. "No one's gonna hear."
Riku was just slightly off, as a somewhat tipsy Captain Jack Sparrow sauntered out of the crowd of partygoers towards them. "Now look here, you two. Why is the rum gone?" he demanded with a bit of a slur.
"Captain, we never have rum at our parties. You know that," Sora replied.
Jack Sparrow held up a glass flask half-full of some dark liquid. "Aye, 'tis why I brought my own." He stopped for a moment, and glanced back at the crowded ballroom. "By the way...what the hell's a 'pretend birthday' 'sposed to be, anyway?"
A sheepish grin crossed Sora's face. "Well...see, when Kairi first came to our island, she didn't remember anything about her old life...even her birthday. So Riku and I made one up for her. We looked through Radiant Garden's records later and found out when her real birthday was, but we still like celebrating the pretend one, too."
"Well I say, you three don't know much 'bout throwin' a birthday party if there's no rum," he declared. He then walked back into the party as if this completely solved his problem.
Sora slumped back against the balcony wall in relief. When they were both sure no one else would interrupt, Riku leaned back closer to Sora. "You still haven't given me an answer."
Sora turned the thought over in his head. "Hmmm...okay. But I better not regret it."
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Kairi leaned back onto Sora's chest, snuggling until she was comfortable. Sora put his arms around her and buried his face in her hair with a contented smile. The party had left him more than tired, but not tired enough to completely turn down time with Kairi...even with Riku's "games."
And now Riku slid onto the bed opposite of them, dressed in a loose-fitting shirt and pants, and holding a large blue tub. "And here I came in expecting you two wouldn't wait for me," he said with a mock sigh.
"I'm sure you would've liked that," Kairi teased, tilting her head back and giving Sora a short kiss on the chin.
Sora grew warm in the face, which broadened his smile. He asked, "so, Riku...what exactly did you have in mind?" He almost felt like he was hiding behind Kairi...while they usually said yes to the few times Riku asked to join them, getting started always seemed a little harder for Sora than when it was just him and Kairi.
"Well..." Riku straightened up and popped the lid off the blue tub, releasing a somewhat salty smell. "As it is a birthday party tonight, there obviously must be ice cream. And I happen to have here some brand-new, rather experimental, spreadable sea-salt ice cream...for frosting cakes and such." He presented the tub as if it were a rare artifact.
"You stole that from Donald's uncle, didn't you?" Kairi accused him.
"Borrowed it for research purposes, you mean," Riku said without missing a beat.
"So what exactly are we testing?" Sora said with some skepticism. He failed to see what ice-cream-frosting had to do with the three of them here. With Kairi folded up neatly in his arms, he was a little antsy to get down to business.
"Sora, Sora, Sora! That imagination of yours'll get dull if you don't use it often!" Riku scolded. He then handed the tub to Kairi. "And as Kairi is our resident birthday girl, she gets to pick who she wants to lick the ice cream off of."
Kairi almost dropped the tub under a burst of hiccupy laughter. "Lick it off? Riku, you're so weird!"
"I prefer the term 'inventive'," he replied, enunciating the last word longer.
"But...the ice cream...salty..." Sora tried to figure this one out, although his eyes just kept growing wider.
Kairi got over her initial surprise quickly. "Okay then. I choose...Sora."
"Ha! I win again," Sora said before stopping to think about what that meant.
"...And Riku can help me," Kairi added, which immediately brought Sora back to reality.
"Wait..." Sora stated to speak, but was stopped by a dollop of ice cream on his nose. Almost as soon as she'd put it there, Kairi leaned forward and licked it off. A stupid grin spread across Sora's face.
He didn't fight it when Kairi pulled off his undershirt and gently pushed him back down onto the bed. He just relaxed onto the throw pillows as Riku produced a large serving spoon and handed it to Kairi.
However, he did notice it when Kairi began applying the ice cream to his exposed chest. The stuff felt somewhere between melted ice cream and frosting, thick, slow and smooth on his skin. But mostly-
"It's freezing!" he blurted, his face scrunching in surprise.
"It's ice cream!" Kairi reminded him, and reached into the tub with two fingers. She spread it across his cheek and chin, making him flinch from the cold. But his expression immediately softened again as the ice cream was licked from his face. He leaned forward and caught her hand as she pulled away, putting her fingers in his mouth and sucking off the remaining ice cream. The salt and sugar flavor assaulted his senses, accentuated by it coming off of Kairi.
Even more of the stuff got smoothed onto his chest, neck and torso, until he felt buried under a blanket of ice cream. His skin was no sooner numb to the cold of it when Kairi and even Riku resumed licking it off, letting their tongues run up and down his form. The sharp contrast between the freezing frosting and their hot tongues made his skin tingle, and he found himself enjoying it a lot more than he'd originally thought. He arched his back and gave a long sigh, willing them to continue.
Kairi moved up and licked away a line of ice cream to the nape of his neck, where she paused to gently nibble along his collarbone. Meanwhile, Riku worked his way down to his bellybutton, pressing his fingers into Sora's hips. Getting an idea, he shifted down further and began to unbuckle Sora's pants.
But Sora caught on to the idea fast. "Wait! N-nothing...cold down there."
"Birthday girl calls the shots," Riku reasoned, already moving his hands towards where Sora was starting to get aroused.
"Mmm, he did ask for nothing cold," Kairi mumbled back, her voice lost somewhere in Sora's neck.
Riku's expression moved from disappointment to compliance. "Fine." Instead, he dipped a finger in the ice cream tub and scooted up until he was at Sora's other end. Sora was distracted from Kairi as Riku began tracing the finger across his forehead.
"What're you doing?" Sora asked.
"Just doodling," Riku replied as he wrote "DORK" in ice cream on Sora's forehead.
"Then I wanna doodle too," Kairi said in a voice that could have come off as tipsy. She used ice cream to begin tracing a heart on his cheek, but got stopped halfway as Sora's lips met hers and they resumed kissing. Both produced small, strange noises of contentment from the tongue wrestling, with the salty-sweet taste getting everywhere. Riku took advantage of their occupation and the available ice cream to begin writing "TINY" on Sora's stomach, with an arrow pointing to his crotch.
He didn't get far before Sora started to buck and twitch in response. "...Tickles!" he blurted as soon as Kairi pulled away from him long enough.
"Then hold him down for me, will you?" Riku asked deviously. Kairi obliged, pinning Sora's arms to the bed, as Riku began to lick away the ice cream message at an agonizingly slow pace. Sora struggled against her, but only managed to produce a stream of sputters, laughs and moans. The moans took over as they urged him into a rhythm somewhere between Riku's licks and Kairi's groping.
Until Kairi finally noticed what they were doing to him. "Riku, you're gonna make him come early," she warned.
Riku didn't answer for a moment, looking as if he were debating whether to ease off and draw out the foreplay, or else take advantage of any premature orgasms. "Besides, we've still got enough ice cream for the other side," Kairi added with a playful smile.
Riku seemed to like this idea. However, Sora forgot about the pleasure building up inside him quickly. The last time it'd been the three of them, he had ended up on his stomach with Riku on top nearly the entire time. He wasn't keen on the idea of taking it and not giving anything back all over again.
"Hey, wait! No turning over yet..." Sora protested, starting to sit up.
"And why not?" Kairi asked. The heat was making the remaining ice-cream-frosting melt, and she leaned forward and licked it as it dripped down the side of his face.
"Because I'm...sticky!" Sora replied, which was the truth, even if it wasn't the correct one.
Riku moved around closer to him, running his hand along Sora's hip with the intent to smooth it under his partially-unbuckled pants. "And why is sticky a problem?"
"Because I'm covered in slobber! I need to take a shower." It was as good an excuse as any.
Or perhaps not. "Slobber?!" Kairi echoed with mock offense. "Oooh, just for that..." She caught him by the shoulders and began to force him back onto the bed. She nipped at his neck again while doing so, sending Sora's heart racing.
Riku, who'd remained dressed the entire time, then moved over Sora and began to remove his own pants. "Shower's gonna break up the whole mood," he reasoned.
Sora struggled against Kairi's grip, but only half-heartedly. "I'm just gonna take a quick shower and then we can keep going!"
Riku saw through Sora's façade fairly easily. "He just doesn't want to be on the bottom again," he said, shuffling off his pants.
"And you can't make me!" Sora challenged, trying to fight even harder against Kairi. He got double the pressure when Riku joined in the struggle, pinning him with one arm and using the other to search beneath Sora's pants. All three ended up in a tangle of skin, sweat, partially-melted ice cream and panting, with Sora losing fast. He almost submitted under a barrage of licks, bites and massages all the way from his lips to his groin.
That is, until he caught sight of the abandoned ice cream tub. He grabbed it up, twisted around and dumped the remaining contents over Riku's head and shoulders.
The freezing sea-salt ice cream dripping over his hair and down his skin put Riku into a state of temporary shock, and reduced Kairi to a heap of uncontrollable laughter. Sora took the opportunity and bolted. He bounced from the bed, unlocked the bedroom door and sprinted out into the hall, staggering for a moment as he rebuckled his half-open pants.
Had Sora not gotten a significant head start, Riku would've caught him easily. Instead, Kairi followed him out first, and blocked his way to the closer, private bathroom. "Birthday girl calls the shots!" she said in a voice that could have been considered threatening.
"Gotta catch me first!" Sora said, and turned to head the other direction. His bare feet skidded on the smooth marble floor, and he barely caught himself as Riku emerged from the bedroom. He gave them both a cocky grin before sprinting for his next available option, leaving an ice cream trail in his wake. The other two paused for only a second before following him.
The other bathroom door was a few halls down, significantly larger and intended more for guests. Kairi and Riku were just a few steps behind him by the time he actually reached the bathroom. However, it wasn't until Sora burst inside that he remembered this bathroom didn't have a shower; just a spa-sized bathtub partitioned off from rows of sinks and toilets.
"Got ya!" Kairi exclaimed, tackling Sora from behind and throwing her arms around his neck. Sora nearly stumbled over from the surprise, but caught himself quickly. Kairi remained on his shoulders for a moment before an odd look crossed her face. "...Ew, you are sticky."
"Toldja so," Sora said with a smirk. However, he wasn't sure how to get rid of said sticky-ness now, especially with the two of them there.
Riku stepped forward with the same wily smile as when he'd presented the ice cream. "So you want to get clean? Fine then." He walked over to the spa bath, and turned on the faucet. "We can just use the same water."
The implications of such a statement didn't hit Sora right away, as he was too busy trying to choke back chuckles at seeing Riku's hair drenched in ice cream. Kairi, however, caught on well enough. Grinning, she darted to one of the smooth marble cabinets along the far wall and began pulling out pink-and-purple bottles. The bathroom quickly filled with steam from the scalding-hot bathwater, and made Sora feel suddenly sluggish after their brawl.
Kairi then tread back to the spa bath and squirted copious amounts of the bottled liquid into the running water. Riku, who had begun removing the rest of his clothes, stopped and wrinkled his nose at it. "What flowery junk are you dumping in there?" he asked, but quickly got his answer as the bath began to fill with foaming bubbles.
"And it'll make it smell nice, too." Kairi smiled at Riku's expression, and nearly snorted for the same reasons as Sora.
Riku made a 'hmph' noise. "Naturally have to fluff everything up..."
Sora might have agreed with Riku, if not for the fact that Kairi began to strip as well. The already-steamy bathroom felt twice as warm to him as she peeled off her slightly damp shirt and underwear, and stepped into the bathwater. She let out a long sigh of relief as her naked form slipped beneath the haze of bubbles, sending a hot tremor through Sora.
"Who cares about bubbles!" Sora declared, shedding his pants and underwear in a flash. He nearly leaped into the tub with her, sending up a plume of bubbles. Sora winced as the hot water seared his skin, but he got used to it quickly, and a smile took over his features as the same relief washed over him.
Kairi sank a little lower, until the bubbles were up to her shoulders. "Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Yeah..." Sora hummed. His hand found her leg beneath the water's surface, and he began to smooth it up to her thigh.
Riku finally joined them in the bath, taking up nearly half of it himself with his large frame. He interrupted Sora's underwater exploration to dip his head beneath the still-running faucet, and washed as much of the ice cream out of his hair as he could. He flinched and mumbled "hot" under his breath before pulling away.
"You missed a spot," Kairi teased. She grabbed up another bottle, poured a generous amount of shower gel into her hand, and moved over to run it through Riku's hair.
Sora almost drowned himself under bubbles and laughter. "Oh look, Riku needs Kairi to wash his hair!"
"Stop that," Riku slurred, but didn't try to stop her. Instead, he just leaned his head back and allowed her to rake her fingers through his silver locks, filling them with lather and bubbles. Riku rocked back and forth with her arm motions, at first just mumbling, then letting out short moans.
Sora's insides churned at the sight. "...Wash my hair too," he said slowly. Riku just smirked back at him. Kairi finally removed her fingers from his scalp, and he stuck his head under the faucet to rinse out the lather. He emerged a moment later completely dripping; strands of silver sticking slick to his neck and shoulders.
Riku glanced back up at him through drenched bangs. "Don't you wanna get completely wet?"
In response, Sora stuck his own head under the faucet, although no amount of water would kill the spikiness in his hair. After getting covered in the freezing ice cream, the hot and bubbly water felt especially soothing on his body. The heat made everything loose...his nerves, his muscles, his inhibitions.
His searching hands found Kairi again and then he pulled her, laughing, down almost beneath the bubbles. The white foam looked ridiculous sitting on her shoulders and head, but he didn't care. She was hot and slick and all he wanted to do was get inside her as soon as possible.
Riku moved in closer before Sora could start positioning them. "So who delivers the birthday gift?" he asked, although he already knew the answer.
"Sora..." she replied between long breaths. "But you get to help wrap them."
She leaned back against the tub's porcelain sides, with the bubbles reaching almost to her shoulders. With the tub now completely full, Riku reached up and turned off the faucet. The absence of the gushing water left the bathroom eerily soundless, and any noise the three made echoed louder off the smooth marble walls. And the first sound that bounced back to them was Kairi's moan as Sora began massaging her neck with his lips and tongue, then dipping down to her breast. He got lost in the bubbles while tracing her nipple with his tongue, and made a face as the taste of soap overtook that of sea-salt ice cream.
As Sora worked on her breast, Riku slipped his hand between her thighs and searched until she moaned louder in confirmation. He pressed his fingers against her and into her and stroked, making Kairi wince in pleasure and grip at his wet hair. She hitched up against his fingers, setting Sora slightly off-balance, but he caught himself with a tight grip on her hip and shoulder.
As if determined to tease them both, Riku leaned over and pushed his tongue behind Sora's ear. Sora gave a moan of his own and clenched down harder than he intended to on Kairi's breast. She just flinched and gripped a little harder at his neck. For what seemed a long time they remained locked in a tangle of fingers and tongues and hair, with Sora and Riku almost fighting to out-pleasure the other.
Kairi was on the verge of coming before Riku suddenly withdrew. She let out a long and shaky breath and whimpered, "W-why'd you stop..."
"Sora's turn," Riku said simply.
Without wasting a minute, Sora twisted around so he and Kairi faced each other, and then he was thrusting into her. Kairi fumbled for a tighter grip on him, her legs and arms slipping around his wet skin. While barely able to hold on, she thrust back anyway, pressing her hips and chest against his with equal vigor. The soap in the bubbles made everything sting a little, but not nearly enough to drown out the intense pleasure gaining momentum inside him.
He no sooner fell into a steady rhythm when he felt Riku probe at his other end and then enter. Riku locked his arms around Sora's chest and rested his chin on his head, as he usually did, although he also had a tough time keeping his grip with everything sopping wet.
Normally it hurt for Sora when Riku came in so fast, but the bubble bath made everything hot and soft and slippery, and he barely noticed it. The permeating heat and wet made everything seem to meld together, until Sora felt like the only thing differentiating Kairi from Riku was their voices. He was lost somewhere in the middle, unable to take in the thousand sensations accentuated beneath the hot, frothy water.
Kairi and Riku came at the same time, with Kairi grasping at his shoulders and giving a long cry while Riku produced nothing more than a simple moan of relief. Sora almost choked on his own breath at being between two orgasms at once, and he made a small and unnaturally high-pitched noise in response. His body spasmed nearly beyond his control before he released back into Kairi with a final jerk. He thought it might have been lost in the bathwater, but the look on Kairi's face told him she had received it.
Still wrapped around him, Kairi leaned forward and landed him a kiss on the cheek. "Mmm, that was..." she trailed off, lost for words.
Sora grinned and leaned back onto Riku's chest, also still locked around him. "Happy pretend nineteenth."
The relative silence of their afterglow was shattered by a sudden clatter from the other side of the partition. From the hidden row of sinks and toilets emerged a very drunk Captain Jack Sparrow, who had apparently passed out there while everyone else had gone home.
He paused and stared at them through the haze of a hangover. Riku, Sora and Kairi just stared back, eyes wide and jaws agape with unanimous horror.
Jack Sparrow opened and closed his mouth a few times before finally speaking. "Y'know what? I take that back. You three know how to throw one helluva birthday party."