Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme
KINGDOM HEARTS KINK MEME
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Rules:
1. Post a pairing plus a kink.
1a. One request per comment.
1b. The only kink not allowed on this meme is anything involving underage sex. What I mean by this is if, either in the request or fic, it is made clear (either by stating a number or giving a physical description) that ( Read more... )
Indexed at kh-kinkmeme
and on delicious here
Rules:
1. Post a pairing plus a kink.
1a. One request per comment.
1b. The only kink not allowed on this meme is anything involving underage sex. What I mean by this is if, either in the request or fic, it is made clear (either by stating a number or giving a physical description) that ( Read more... )
When he came to, Hayner assessed the situation. He was blindfolded, gagged, and handcuffed to something. It wasn’t a chair, he was spread out on something kind of soft. He guessed a bed, and then he shuddered. Carpet, he could do carpet. He could move his hands a little, and it felt like wood behind him. The image of a bed came roaring back, and he grimaced.
Please no. Please no.
The next few minutes were spent reworking over how he got himself into this situation.
He’d been angry about something…he felt like he’d had a fight with somebody, but it wasn’t Pence or Olette, he knew. There was a strange sense of déjà vu everywhere he went, and it was driving him up the wall. He stupidly went to the Sandlot, looking for a fight. Break a couple noses, gloat a little, get the frustration out of his system. Seifer and his gang turned out to be there, and…well. He’d been stupid to go on his own. Three against one weren’t good odds. They knocked him out, and then…
Where in the world am I? Hayner grit his teeth together. If I’m in Seifer’s bed… He pulled against the restraints, but they were only making his wrists sore.
“Ah, somebody’s awake.” A familiar voice floated behind him, and he let out a few curses. “Now, Hayner, there’s no need to be like that. Fuu and Rai went home a long time ago. I just wanted to have a little chat with you.”
Hayner snarled. Bastard.
Seifer sighed. “Look, I didn’t drag you all the way back to my house to fight with you. If you’ll notice, I bandaged you up. Ah, but you probably can’t see anything.” The sounds of footsteps came closer, and Hayner tensed. “Look, if you promise not to scream, I’ll take the blindfold and gag off, alright?”
He meant to say “Fuck you,” but it sort of came out like “Pthoo,”. He grumbled. “Ffne,” he said, in what he hoped was clear enough.
“Well, not that your promises mean much,” Hayner said, reaching over and untying Hayner’s blindfold, then his gag. When he was finished, he sat back. “There.”
“At least I don’t tie someone up after I knock them out,” he muttered.
Seifer laughed. “If I hadn’t, you never would have talked to me.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I kind of wanted to apologize, ya know? I mean, we’ve been assholes for a long time.”
“Well, you have!”
“Hey, did I randomly walk up and punch you in the face? No,” Seifer said, although he didn’t sound angry. “Look, I don’t even remember when we started this-hell, I don’t remember why either.”
“You kicked my sandcastle into my face, and wouldn’t apologize.”
“First of all, we were five. Second, I tripped over it. Besides, that isn’t really a reason to hold a grudge for ten years, is it?” He rolled his eyes. “Look, we’re getting older. This is ridiculous. Seriously, we could have gotten over this thing years ago. We used to be friends, didn’t we?”
“It does seem kind of stupid,” Hayner admitted.
“I know, right?! So hey,” Seifer said, grinning. “Let’s call it a truce. No more running around picking fights with each other. No more insults. I’m not saying we have to be friends; I’m just saying we could put this behind us.”
“Fine with me. But will you take these things off?” Hayner asked, rattling the handcuffs. “They’re chafing.”
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“If that’s all you wanted, I’m leaving.” Hayner stood up, but Seifer grabbed his hand.
“Wait a second.” Hayner reluctantly sat back down, and Seifer continued. “I have a theory.”
“Oh? And what’s that, O Wise Monk?” Hayner asked sarcastically.
“Haha, very funny. Look, I think…there’s another reason. Why we hated each other so much.”
Hayner rolled his eyes. “Oh, this is rich. Getting psychological analysis from you, of all people. Next thing you’re going to be saying there’s unresolved tension between us.”
Seifer grabbed his shoulders. “In fact, that’s exactly what I’m saying.” Hayner snorted. “Look at me. Tell me you haven’t always been a little curious.” He pushed the surprised Hayner back onto the mattress, pinning him. “I’ve seen you look at me sometimes, when we’re fighting. Don’t play stupid; you know exactly what I’m talking about.” Seifer leaned down and kissed him, holding his arms in place. Hayner thrashed, but Seifer had the advantage of a bit more strength and gravity. He waited, and eventually Hayner relaxed.
“You’ve always been curious. You’ve always wanted to know.” Seifer kissed him again, and this time Hayner didn’t fight him. “You couldn’t tell your friends you were gay. How could you? You were their leader. The hero. Everything they wanted to be. You wouldn’t give that up for the world.”
“Neither would you. You’d rather die.”
“You’re right, I would.” He looked Hayner in the eyes. “We could experiment. Together. I could do things you’d never think of by yourself. Lovers and enemies. Pleasure and pain. They’re not black and white like people think. We don’t have to be, either.”
Hayner grinned. “I’m game. What did you have in mind?”
“To be honest,” Seifer said, stealing kisses in between words, “I think you’d look so good, with a bit of wax.”
Hayner raised an eyebrow. “Wax. Like, candle wax?”
“Yeah. And trust me, with the things I’m doing to you, it won’t hurt a bit.” Seifer smirked and snaked a hand down Hayner’s pants, rubbing his cock. “Unless you think you’re not man enough for it.”
Hayner moaned, but tried to hide it. “Br-bring it on.”
Seifer smiled triumphantly, moving to the bedside table and rummaging around in the drawer. “Clothes off. Lie on your back.”
“Why am I taking orders from you?” Hayner grumbled, although he did as he was told.
Seifer turned to face him with a lit, slender candle in his hands. “Like I said, you’re curious. Couldn’t say no if you tried.” He stuck the candle in a holder beside the bed and then climbed over Hayner, straddling him. He moved down to Hayner’s nipples, pinching one and then licking it, as if in apology. He blew on it, and Hayner groaned. Seifer smirked and moved to his other nipple, reaching one hand down and fondling Hayner’s balls. Hayner bucked, and Seifer left his nipples, licking and biting a path down to Hayner’s bellybutton. He held Hayner’s hips down and swirled his tongue inside it, and then continued south. He avoided Hayner’s leaking cock, earning a growl of frustration, and nipped at his inner thighs.
“Seifer,” Hayner moaned, but the other boy shook his head.
“Not yet. Turn over, the candle should be ready.”
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“You look so good right now, with those marks,” Seifer whispered. “Every time you’ll see them, you’ll think of me and get hard.” He flipped him over, pushing his knees up to his chest. He quickly grabbed the lube and lathered his fingers. He slid one finger in, tugging at his cock to distract him. “You’ll want to touch yourself, but you won’t be able to.”
Hayner was moaning openly now, and Seifer slid another finger in, scissoring and searching for his sweet spot. He suddenly clenched, and Seifer grinned. He slid his fingers out and stripped out of his clothes, tossing them somewhere across the room. He reached for the lube, squeezing some out and rubbing it on his cock. “This is gonna sting a little,” he warned, “so keep your knees up as high as you can. Relax.”
Hayner glared at him, but the panting and flushed skin ruined the effect. “Just hurry up!”
Seifer smirked. “If you insist,” he said, sinking in slowly. Hayner cried out, and he ran a finger down the vein on the underside of his cock, holding the base. “You’re not coming until after I do. Then…” he said, sighing as he pulled out and thrust back in, “I’ll suck you off.”
Hayner let out a garbled, frustrated moan. “Hate…you.” He reached up and clung to Seifer’s shoulders, digging his nails in slightly.
“Shh.” Seifer set up a steady rhythm, aiming for Hayner’s prostate. When he hit it, Hayner would clench tightly and they would both moan. Hayner was near tears, but he was in Seifer’s complete control, and Seifer wouldn’t let go of his cock. Soon enough, Seifer was coming, shooting inside Hayner and collapsing on top of him. After a little bit, he pulled out, still on a post-orgasm high. He took a deep breath and then lowered his mouth to the head of his cock.
Hayner was crying now, tears of pleasure streaming down his cheeks. “Seifer…let go!”
Seifer hummed around his cock, briefly taking his mouth off to reply. “Not until you beg me.”
“Please, Seifer. Please, please, please.”
Seifer lazily raised his eyebrows. “Please what?”
Hayner growled. “Please…let me come! Nngh…”
Seifer smiled. “See, all you had to do was ask.” He took his fingers off of Hayner’s base and replaced them with his mouth, holding his hips down while he deep-throated him. After a few shallow thrusts, Hayner screamed, coming hard. Seifer sucked off the last of his orgasm, swallowing greedily, and then scooted up next to Hayner.
“See, you love me. You just didn’t know,” Seifer said, throwing an arm around the other boy.
“Fuuuuck,” Hayner mumbled. “Maybe I do. I can’t decide.”
“You don’t have to. Not black and white. More like grey.”
“Fine. Grey then,” Hayner said, eyes drooping. “I think I’m gonna pass out here and tell them it was your fault.”
“All right. Sleep well.” Seifer stood and pulled the covers over Hayner, then went to the bathroom to shower off. All in all, he’d say that was a successful restart of a relationship.
Grey is their favorite color.
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