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... )
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“I don’t get it. I just don’t get it!”
Sora and Kairi exchanged resigned looks. This was not the first (or even the fifth) time they had heard Riku say that specific line this week.
“Axel again?” Kairi asked, as Riku seemed to be waiting for them to acknowledge his statement before he would get around to telling them what had happened.
“Of course. Who else?”
Riku sat down next to Sora with an audible thump; Sora’s couch had been resolutely bearing the brunt of Riku’s frustration. So far, it was doing better than Sora and Kairi were.
“What is it this time?” Sora asked, motioning for Kairi to grab some water and snacks for them. They would need that if they were to survive Axel: The Drama.
Riku groaned. “It’s the same thing it was last time. He’s into me, I know it, you know it - half the school knows it.”
“-And is taking bets,” Kairi added, returning with her arms full of various snack bags and three tall glasses of water. “Courtesy of Selphie, naturally.”
“Remind me to kill her,” Riku said, grimacing.
Kairi handed them their glasses, set hers down, and then dumped all the bags onto the coffee table before sitting in the armchair next to the couch. Sora grabbed a Doritos bag that hit the floor by his foot and attempted to open it.
“Will do. I take it Axel isn’t doing anything about the blatantly obviously sexual tension?”
Riku groaned. “It’s not even that. I could live with him not making the moves. It’s that he doesn’t do anything when I make the moves.”
Sora finally wrestled the chip bag open, noisily, and half the chips landed in his lap. Kairi snickered and Riku’s lips twitched as Sora hastily stuffed his face with those chips.
“Are we sure he’s interested? I mean, I know it sucks, but...”
Riku sighed and looked at Sora, who shook his head. He swallowed before answering.
“Yeah. Roxas said he’s really, really interested, and it’s not like Roxas would lie about that for Riku.”
Sora’s cousin’s animosity towards Riku was almost legendary at their school. If there were a yearbook category for “People Most Likely to Kill Each Other,” Riku and Roxas would win, hands-down.
Kairi sighed. “Then I really don’t know. Have you tried-?”
“Yes,” Riku cut her off. When she huffed and looked offended, he shrugged. “I’ve tried everything short of sneaking into his house and climbing into his bed naked.”
Sora choked a little. “You aren’t gonna try that, right?”
Riku looked thoughtful for a moment, long enough for Sora and Kairi to both blush and look scandalized. Then he laughed and shook his head.
“No. I’m not that desperate. Or that creepy. That’s sort of stalker-ish, you know. Sneaking into someone’s house and getting in their bed while they’re asleep...”
“Yeah...” Kairi said, shifting in her seat. “Anyway, moving on. What have you tried?”
Riku groaned again. “Everything.” At her unimpressed expression, he sighed.
“I tried hitting on him. He either laughed it off or just ignored it. I tried asking him out. He’s busy every day of the week. I tried to get him to ask me out, but he’s broke, too. I tried sitting in his lap, but-”
“Wait, you what?” Sora interrupted. “When was that?”
Riku looked at him. “Last week, when you were sick.”
“How’d you do it?” If curiosity had killed the cat, Sora was its unrepentant reincarnation.
“We were at those planters with a bunch of his friends, and they were all really hot. I said his lap was cooler.”
Sora laughed. “Smooth. How’d it go over?”
Riku made a face. “He let me sit on his jacket.”
“So that fell through,” Kairi cut in, and got them back on topic with, “What else?”
Riku started ticking off fingers. “I brought him breakfast and lunch and dinner, one time. Anonymous love notes. Chocolates. I sent him flowers every day during every class for about a week-”
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“I got my locker jammed and asked him to get it open for me. He got Lexaeus to do it,” Riku said, nose wrinkling as he named an upperclassman who looked like he belonged on the football team (and was, in fact, one of the more brilliant members of the chess club. Go figure). “I’ve pretended to fall asleep on him. I’ve left my umbrella home on rainy days; I’ve left jackets home on rainy days. I’ve asked him out to dances. We’ve gone to the movies a dozen times. Nothing has worked.”
Sora whistled at the list when he was done, and Kairi frowned.
“So, he’s just treating you like a friend?”
“Like his best friend,” Sora corrected for Riku. “Roxas thinks it’s annoying and wants one of you guys to get into the other one’s pants already.”
Riku snorted. “He said that?” At Sora’s nod, Riku rolled his eyes. “At least I have his blessing. Now I just need a miracle.”
“Or a really good aphrodisiac,” Kairi quipped, grinning.
Sora laughed, but Riku froze for a second, his expression suddenly turning thoughtful. “What?”
“A really good aphrodisiac?” Kairi repeated. “You know, since you don’t want to actually jump him or anything, you should get him to jump you.” At Riku’s continued silence, she added, “I was joking, Riku.”
“I know,” Riku absently replied. “Still...it’s worth a shot, right?”
Sora and Kairi exchanged resigned looks and reluctantly agreed.
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“Hey, Axel! Wait up!”
The redhead stopped and turned to see Riku rushing after him, silver hair flying and undoubtedly tangling as he ran.
“What’s up?” Axel asked, starting to walk as Riku fell into step beside him.
Riku shrugged. “Nothing much. I was just wondering if you’d come over to my place tonight. My parents are out of town, and the house is too big without ‘em.”
Nice excuse, Axel thought to himself, hiding a grin. Riku was pretty good with excuses and explanations.
“Sure, no problem. I don’t have anywhere better to be anyway. What’s for dinner?”
Riku laughed. “I see how it is. I have to feed you to get you to come over now, huh?”
Yes, preferably if I get to eat off of you, too, was what Axel wanted to say. It would almost be worth it to see the look on Riku’s face. Instead, though, he smirked and nodded.
“Of course. Why else would I want to go to your place?” With your parents gone, no less. No one around to hear anything... I wonder, whatever shall we do?
If Riku was the type to pout, Axel imagined he would do so right now. Instead, Riku’s face fell a little.
“To hang out. We haven’t done that in a while.”
Axel shrugged. “Yeah. I’ve been busy. Homework and hanging out with Roxas.” And listening to him bitch about how I need to screw you already... Ah, the joys of friendship.
Riku’s face possibly fell even more at that; Axel couldn’t really tell, as Riku was quick to mask the expression and press on. As if that alone wasn’t suspicious.
“Yeah, I’ve been pretty busy too. But we’re both free tonight, right?”
Axel grinned. “Yep. Dinner at your place it is.”
And damn, that was worth the sudden, quickly-hidden but not unnoticed blush on Riku’s face.
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The dinner was good; Riku wasn’t ever going to be a chef, but he was good at the dozen meals he could reliably cook. Today was not one of those meals, so Riku was even more than good. Axel wouldn’t have been surprised if Riku had put in more effort than usual.
The only fault that Axel could find was a particularly tangy taste that, while good when combined with the other flavors of the meal, had the annoying ability to stick to the back of his throat after he was finished eating.
As soon as Riku was finished, he took both their plates into the kitchen and started to rinse them off. “How was that?” he asked loudly, over the spray of the water.
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“Better than my mom’s cooking,” Axel answered honestly. “What was that tangy stuff?”
Riku turned back to the dishes then; Axel raised an eyebrow at the back of his head.
“Tangy stuff?” Riku asked, definitely hedging.
Axel’s eyes narrowed and he took a few steps forward. Without touching Riku, he grabbed the edge of the counter on either side of Riku, effectively pinning him where he was. Axel was pretty sure it wasn’t his imagination when he heard Riku’s breath hitch.
“Yeah, the stuff that tastes tangy.” Riku was still, and didn’t answer, so Axel leaned in closer and tilted his head. “Name?” he asked softly, right into Riku’s ear.
Riku shivered and bit his lip. “Ah, I think that was just lying around, I don’t really-”
“Riku,” Axel growled, “cut the crap. What was it?”
After spending so much time around Riku, Axel should have expected him to not act like a wimp when push came to shove. However, Axel didn’t expect it, and so was surprised when Riku turned around in his arms and met his gaze.
“Paopu fruit,” he said, tone neutral.
Axel frowned, and it took him a moment to remember that paopu fruit was something of a local legend down south a ways; Riku would have grown up with it, if Axel remembered what Roxas and Sora told him correctly. Now, what had the legend been about...?
Thankfully for his uncooperative brain, Riku supplied the answer for him.
“It’s a pretty potent aphrodisiac, and loads less expensive than torlin kerru.”
Axel wrinkled his nose. “Never liked mushrooms anyway,” he muttered.
Riku shrugged, but before he could prolong the, at this point useless, conversation, Axel cut him off with a kiss.
Axel wasn’t sure if it was the paopu or months of pent-up sexual frustration, but he was more eager than skilled when he kissed Riku - an entirely new experience for him. Riku didn’t seem to mind, though; his hands clenched on Axel’s shoulders (when had they gotten there? Axel didn’t know, didn’t care) and he kissed back, just as eagerly, just as sloppily.
Neither of them were sure who pushed against who first, but it ended up with Riku pressed against the counter, bent backwards a bit over the sink. He pushed Axel away when they broke for air and hurriedly turned off the water.
“My room, now,” he said, voice husky as he gave Axel the best pair of bedroom eyes Axel had ever seen. (He wasn’t sure if that was the paopu talking, though.)
“What, you don’t want to screw on the kitchen floor?” Axel quipped as they made their way to Riku’s room. The look Riku shot him made him laugh and kiss Riku’s neck - the only currently-accessible part of Riku - which rather slowed down their journey.
Riku didn’t protest until Axel once again had him pushed up - against the hall wall this time, luckily with no pictures in the way - and ground his hips against Riku’s ass. Then Riku made a small noise and once again pushed Axel away.
“Can’t you wait?” he asked, tone irritated despite his flushed face and very, very obvious arousal.
“Shoulda thought of that before giving me the paopu,” Axel retorted, smirking and leaning to try to kiss Riku.
Riku ducked from the kiss and grabbed Axel’s wrist.
“Excuse me for not knowing just how potent it is, but it’s not like I’m any better off.”
“Huh?”
Riku rolled his eyes. “Paopu’s distinctive-looking. You’d have noticed if your plate had it and mine didn’t.”
Axel raised an eyebrow, letting Riku tug him into the bedroom as he considered this.
“You dosed yourself too?”
“I just said that. Now strip, or I’ll do it for you.”
Axel started to laugh - Riku wasn’t as tall as him, and while he was more muscular, that wouldn’t help much when it came to buttons and zippers - and then noticed that they were right next to Riku’s desk, and Riku’s hand was dangerously close to a conveniently-placed pair of scissors.
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Meanwhile, because he liked his clothes, Axel stripped. Riku, looking satisfied, moved his hand away from the scissors and down.
Axel had had PE with Riku; he’d seen Riku naked before, and he’d certainly taken advantage of that fact more than once. However, that really couldn’t compare to watching Riku strip out of his clothes, knowing that they were going to have sex and fuck Riku was hot. The straining erection was a nice turn-on too, though it led Axel to wonder how much of this was hot because it was hot and how much was hot because of the paopu fruit.
And then Riku stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Axel, and all thoughts about paopus went out the window.
There was a brief argument over who would top - mostly because Riku wanted to bottom and Axel felt that Riku should be the one doing the work, since it was Riku’s plan that got them here. They comprised with something that Riku called the “cowboy position;” Axel had, of course, heard of it before, but that didn’t mean he would forget that Riku had not only called it that hesitantly, but had blushed as well.
For the nearest present-giving holiday, Axel vowed, he would get Riku some boots. And a hat. Maybe some spurs, too. It’d be nice revenge for the paopu.
Again, Riku turned out to be prepared - there were condoms and lube ready when they were needed, and Axel vaguely wondered where the heck Riku thought he’d been - or had been himself - that condoms would be necessary.
And then Riku sank down onto him, and he knew that now wasn’t the time to worry about that.
Riku rode him and let his hands wander, especially around Axel’s nipples. For his part, Axel kept one hand on Riku’s hip to help him out, and the other was around Riku’s cock. Axel kept his eyes locked onto Riku’s face, though he felt at the time that he could describe every bit of Riku in perfect, fuck-worthy detail, from his thrown-back head to his neck and chest, shining with sweat in the dim light, an expanse of pale skin that Axel knew for a fact had difficulty tanning. From the way Riku’s thighs tensed as he pulled himself up and then pushed back down on Axel’s cock to Riku’s cock, precome and lube smeared over it.
Just when he thought that maybe this image was worthy of poetry, he felt Riku tense, and the already tight warmth around his cock squeezed, and Axel came. Riku thrust his hips against Axel’s mostly-unmoving hand until he came as well.
When Axel was capable of coherence afterward, he groaned. Riku, having already gotten Axel’s cock out of him, mumbled something.
“Riku?”
Riku rolled a little to look Axel in the eye. His hair stuck to his face a bit, and his face itself was flushed and sweaty, but he was every bit as fuck-worthy as he’d been moments ago.
“How potent’s that paopu stuff?”
Riku frowned, so Axel grumbled and grabbed his hand, moving it to Axel’s already-hardening erection. Riku’s eyes widened.
“Really, really effective, right?”
Riku nodded; the proof was, after all, in his hand.
“It’s a good thing we don’t have school tomorrow, then,” Axel mused, before rolling on top of Riku. “Now grab another condom; I’ll show you how it’s done.”
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(the rest of that long thought out comment was rambling partly-squealy gibberish btw)
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I'm glad you liked it, and thanks for the hearts (and children!). ^_^
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