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, 9/10

[anonymous]

Riku bites down on his lip, trying to steady his breathing. "Sora-" he starts, and there it is again, the strange way the name rolls off his tongue: grim and pained, nothing like it should sound.

"Close your eyes," Sora barks out. Riku furrows his brow and makes a move to sit up but Sora puts a hand on his arm (every hair on him bristles, oh, hell). "Please," he says, more quietly, and Riku nods hesitantly. He watches the back of his eyelids and is aware of the increasingly familiar feeling of little limbs making their way up his body, an elbow grazing his neck, a knee at his shoulder. He can feel Sora's little puffs of breath against his chin, and just vaguely, the press of soft miniscule lips at the corner of his mouth.

"That wasn't the first time, you know," Sora murmurs, trailing gooseflesh everywhere he touches, "Ever since-ever since we got back to the islands, and I." He runs his fingers, so light, over Riku's jaw. "This is so weird," he says finally, pressing his face into Riku's neck.

"And you being less than a foot tall isn't weird at all," Riku breathes, and Sora laughs at him, a warm and full sound. Riku tenses when Sora moves down to his torso, hands moving across his chest. "Hey," Riku says, hesitantly. "Hey, what--?"

"Shh," Sora whispers, barely audible, and slides down a little further. "Help me out here?" he says tentatively, tugging at the waistband of Riku's pants. Riku swallows, but Sora grabs at wrist and it's a compulsion, really; it's not something he could control, even if he wanted to.

Sora's mouth traces little patterns onto Riku's stomach, the jut of his hip. Riku presses his lips together tight to keep from crying out, because he's half-worried that Sora's in some sort of trance that he'll snap out of if any sudden movements are made, and half-worried that he's still dreaming. But no, this is definitely not a dream, because if it were, Riku wouldn't be writhing against the sheets and flushing an embarrassing shade of red. He's definitely not complaining, though, because Sora's hands are still calloused and deft like they've always been, and he lets out a little gasp as they graze the skin inside his thigh. Sora looks up at him, bright blue eyes almost swallowed in the shadows of the room. "Is this okay?" he asks softly, almost afraid. Riku nods and Sora gives a little crooked smile in return, letting his fingers dance up the length of Riku's cock.

(Riku's toes may or may not actually curl; none of the witnesses to this event are really at liberty to say.)

He's not sure whether Sora learned to do this somewhere along the way, or if it's just a natural fucking talent, but he really doesn't want to think about that right now, doesn't want to think about anything. Just wants Sora to keep moving against him, legs awkward on either side of his thigh, hands and mouth touching teasingly against him. "Sora," he breathes out, "Oh, shit," and he can feel Sora's grin, a little twitch of the lips; it reverberates up and down his spine. Sora's hands quicken, just slightly, and there's a scrape of blunt nails against the underside of his cock. He's already fucking gone, digging his fingers into the mattress and swearing up at the ceiling as his vision blurs to black and then back into focus again.

Sora's still lounging against him, patient, when he regains some semblance of coherence. Riku locks eyes with him, chest heaving, while Sora rubs little circles onto his hip, and licks at the mess between Riku's legs.

And suddenly, Riku's lungs feel like they're being crushed, because Sora's sitting on his chest. Again. Full-size this time. He throws his head back against the pillow and groans. "No way. No fucking way."

"Holy shit," Sora says, dazed, holding his hands out in front of him and then grabbing at his face. He looks at Riku and rolls over to the other side of the bed, laughing in a frightened way.