Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme

[kokanshu]

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

Comments

Stature, 3/10

[anonymous]

Riku wakes up with Sora sitting on his chest. This would not, in fact, be a bad thing, if Sora were more than five inches tall, and if he were not poking Riku's stomach with a miniature fucking keyblade.

"What," Riku says flatly, and rubs his eyes to make sure he's not still sleeping. Sora falls back with a groan; his head makes almost no noise as it hits Riku's ribcage.

"I've been yelling at you for hours, I can't believe you're just waking up." Tiny, tiny fingers rub at tiny, tiny temples and a soft high grunt of frustration makes its way out of tiny, slack lips.

"You're, uh," Riku starts, and hesitates. "Little."

Sora glares up at him. "If you weren't ten times my size right now, I'd hit you."

"Right." Riku shifts a little to sit up and Sora clutches wildly at his chest to keep from falling. "Sorry. So how did you-" and he's really not sure how to say it nicely, so instead he just gestures to Sora's small frame with his index finger.

"Oh," Sora says sheepishly, like he wasn't expecting this to come up in conversation. "I kind of stole a cookie from Wonderland?"

Riku stares at him, wide-eyed. "No. No, really. Tell me you are not that stupid."

"I was hungry!" Sora protests, "And then we got home and I remembered it was in my pocket, so I took a bite, and then I was eye-to-eye with a mosquito, so I came here and-"

"Wait a minute. You mean your parents didn't see you come in?"

"No," he says with a scowl, "and I would appreciate you not interrupting me, seeing as how it took me all night to walk here."

"I," Riku remarks faintly, "would appreciate some psychiatric help right now."

"Shut up. And stop hyperventilating like that, you're freaking me out."

"I'm not hyperventilating. Anyway, it wouldn't be a problem if you weren't sitting on me." He does, however, make an effort to slow his breathing. "Did you tell Kairi?"

Sora sputters. "What, are you out of your mind? No. And you can't, either."

"Wasn't planning on it. You're still all bloody."

Sora nods solemnly, and picks at a small (microscopic, more like) cut on his shin that Riku has to strain to see. "Got that one from your window. It's harder to open like this."

"I wonder why," Riku drawls, and, despite squeaky protests, grabs Sora around the waist and sets him on the bedside table. "You need to get cleaned up."

Sora nods, leaning on Riku's alarm clock, the red numbers shining on his skin. "Looks like you need to get to school."

Riku stares at the unholy piece of machinery as though it will set itself back an hour if he wills it to. It doesn't seem to be working.

Sora's mumbling something (Riku feels bad for not paying attention, but the words are barely audible), "…so, if there's any mud on your school clothes, that's why. You probably shouldn't leave them lying out like that, you know."

"You're one to talk," Riku snorts, then: "Oh, hell, school." Sora yawns and leaps back to Riku's bed, teetering dangerously on the edge while Riku darts around the room, assembling his outfit piece by piece. When Riku turns around to tell Sora to stay out of sight for today, he's already asleep, curled into a pillowcase.

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