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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College isn’t all that different from high school. In both settings, you have your plethora of different types of student, except a little more extreme in college than the latter, and with a little more leeway in your actual school work. In his time at HBU, Roxas had come across the extreme keeners, who took more credits than they needed in a term, and only came to campus for the sole purpose of studying and reading course material way ahead of time; there were the jocks who attended every sports and recreational event held on campus; he came across the side of the spectrum, partying, drinking, and throwing parties at Greek houses every week, or the other side, which did-if possible-more charity work than the famous Good Samaritan, Aeris Gainsborough from Midgar.
Then, Roxas mused, there were the students who seemed to be a hybrid mix of two or more of the student subtypes. There was something about men with glasses, with books, and with brains. And there was just something about said men with firecracker-party-goer good looks-even if they did forego the glasses.
Azure eyes found themselves utterly stuck onto the mass of scarlet spikes just a few tables away. The young student idly flipped the pages of his textbook, not at all paying attention to the pictures of benzenes and vitamin molecules on the page. The redhead at the nearby desk was hunched over a textbook with another student, pointing things out with the tip of his pencil and making expressional movements with his arms and shoulders as he spoke. The other student simply nodded in slow agreement, hands trapped beneath her thighs as she stared tentatively at the textbook.
The blond flipped a few more pages, eyes helplessly clutched by the vivid color of the incredible hair. I wonder what subject he tutors, Roxas hummed whimsically.
His fingers absent-mindedly bent the corner of the page he was fiddling with, as his mind began to fill with rather inappropriate studying positions involving him, and that mysterious tutor just meters away.
“So I’d suggest going over the nomenclature for all the molecules before the next session, since it’ll save us some time…and maybe some of my sanity.” He heard the tall student say.
Ah, the young student quipped, eyes flicking down to briefly run across the age talking about chemical reactions, so that’s what he tutors. Isn’t that just a shame that I’m a chemistry whiz.
He watched the two students depart, the redhead throwing his backpack over his shoulder as he made his way towards the exit of the school lounge. Roxas felt himself go rigid when the red-haired student walked by his table, emerald eyes catching the stare the blond had on him, and gave him a brief smile. When the man passed, the blond looked over his shoulder, and kept a keen eye on that simply scrumptious ass until the slender body exited the lounge completely.
When the subject of interest was out of view, Roxas felt his heart beat a little faster. He tried forcing himself to return to his miserable textbook-which he had happily decided to ignore for the past hour, ever since the tutor and his tutee walked into the hall-and actually get some studying done for next week’s midterm.
He couldn’t, however, see past the dark text inked into the pages before him. They simply resembled something out of a Rorschach’s test, and all Roxas could interpret from the ink blots involved sexual intercourse with a man with a bonfire for hair. The young student gasped, and flipped to another page, only to find himself rather fixated on a testosterone molecule. He wondered how much of that coursed through that tutor’s body, and just how well they maintained that fit body of his.
Roxas couldn’t take it. He hadn’t had a lay for a good while now, and hell, since he was on the subject of chemistry, he might as well find out how much of it there was between that redhead and himself.
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If Roxas wasn’t just a tad miffed by the fact that that ass wasn’t getting hit on by him at the moment, he would have pumped a “score!” for knowing that the nameless male was in fact, a very likely and very gay candidate for a school side romp.
He watched as the male tried to tear away from the other, looking just a tad uncomfortable when the other red-haired student slid a hand up his chest, a wide, leering smirk showing beneath the carnelian strands dangling in front of his face. With some effort, the student pulled away from the vixen, and strolled quickly away from him. His energy spurred Roxas into action, and he near chased after the runaway-as discretely as he could, of course.
The petite blond followed him, noting the “Hollow Bastion Tutors” sign above the room he entered. He let himself in, taking in the small office-like lounge setting. There were two other study groups in the room, and the students in them were murmuring words and taking notes as Roxas made his way into the lounge. The nameless tutor was looking at a bulletin board, most likely checking for any other tutees he had for that week. Roxas slowly made his way up behind him, tapping quietly on his shoulder. It came with a rather huge reaction, however, when the tall student jumped and spun around, almost hitting Roxas with his backpack.
“Oh! Geez! Sorry! You scared the crap out of me!” The man shrilled, catching the annoyed attention of the other tutors currently in session.
“I’m sorry. I was just wondering where I could find a tutor around here.”
He watched eagerly as the other student blinked, and scratched his head. “Well, I’m a tutor, kid, but what exactly did you need help with?”
“We-e-ell, chemistry 123, actually. Midterm next week, and all.” Roxas shrugged, casually scuffing the toe of his shoes into the carpet as he observed for a reaction of sorts.
The man let out a sigh, turning to look at the large spreadsheet stapled into the bulletin.
“Well, I’m pretty much booked up for the rest of the week. If you really need help, I’m free today after five. Fee is twenty an hour, think you can handle that?”
“How about at five then?” Roxas commented neutrally, though his blood coursed with excited butterflies “I’m fine with an evening session. Though do you think we could…study somewhere without a lot of other students? I’m really a quiet learner.”
The tutor gave a small smile, “don’t see why not. I can meet you in one of the study rooms Betwixt library on level three if you’d like.”
“Oh, I’d like that a lot.” Roxas flashed a warm smile, all the while thinking just how much he’s going to like this tutoring session.
“Name’s Axel, by the way,” the redhead held out a hand, which Roxas took almost a little too quickly, “get it memorized before I tutor you, alright?”
“Axel. I’m Roxas.”
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When his watch struck five, he nearly ran the whole way from the lecture hall to the library sitting on the third floor. The breathless blond managed to stop his actions just before the library, where he spotted his impromptu tutor walking casually in with that back pack slung behind his slender figure. He caught up with him, and with ease, directed the two of them to one of the empty rooms at the ends of the library hall.
“So, Axel,” Roxas struck up casually, walking into the large conference room, with a single large window overlooking the courtyard several stories below them, “you must be really good if you’re booked solid for the rest of the week.”
Axel just laughed, a sound that rang and sang in the smaller male’s head, “well, I suppose. Chemistry’s always been a strength of mine. And hey, if it helps me make a few bucks, I wouldn’t care.”
“I saw you get rather felt up by some dude in the hallway,” Roxas admitted with a small smirk, stamping down the need to laugh when Axel’s face blanched and grimaced, “was he one of your tutees too?”
“...yeah. I mean, he’s just a tutee, and I’d really-he’s not-he’s fine to tutor, but he always-he-“
Roxas ventured shrewdly, “so no chemistry between you two, huh?”
“Er-no, I guess not..?” The senior student barked a disbelieving laugh, and shook his head violently. “So,” Axel began, clearing his throat, dropping his bag and textbook onto the surface of the maple conference table, “what exactly did you need help with in chem?”
Roxas shrugged, doing the same with his belongings, taking out one of the few textbooks in his book bag, keeping his interested blue eyes fixed on the brilliant form before him. “oh, you know, a little of this…a little of that. Nomenclature, I can do-“
“-oh thank god-“ he heard Axel mutter under his breath.
“-but…oh, you know, understanding how the stereochemistry works. You know that racemic mixtures and isomer shit? Yeah. Those stuff.”
Axel gave a slow nod and motioned for the smaller male to sit in the chair beside him. Roxas grinned with glee, making sure that the door was closed before making his way around the table with that heavy text cradled in his arms.
“Alright, let’s do this stuff. It ain’t hard once you get the pattern, really. Just gotta know how to orientate the molecule in your mind, is all.”
Roxas nodded without a care. He knew all this stuff already. In fact, he was the one tutoring a small group of friends on the very subject. Working out racemic mixtures, designating chiral centers of molecules, and recognizing diastereromers were his specialty. It’s a very erotic pity that this young tutor didn’t know his caliber in the subject of chemistry. But very soon, Roxas beamed, he will.
The blond played it dumb, making mistakes he would never have made on exams so Axel would repeat his explanation again. The young chemistry student took in the sensual sounds of the man’s voice, which rolled and rasped in the most perfect of ways. He had a slight sway to his voice, and the sounds of his chuckles or grunts of frustration inflamed Roxas’s intoxicated lust for him. While Axel was busy pointing out molecules and explaining to him what meso-compounds were, Roxas was busy checking out that profile of his. His eyes drifted over the angle of his jaw, over the curve of his chin, and the over the pair of lips that moved gently, opening and closing with every unheard word that slipped past them. The blond wondered how those lips would look open, gasping for breath if he went down on him. When Axel began mentioning things about reaction mechanics that involved both front and back attacks, Roxas began to pant.
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Roxas groaned, struggling to move his glazed eyes to make eye contact with the other man. He squirmed as a result. He was hard.
“Roxas? Are you okay? Do you need to go see the nurse or something?”
“N-no. I’m okay. I just-I just-“
“I have a bottle of water,” Axel suggested, getting up from his seat to dig into his back pack. Roxas watched helplessly as Axel curled over his bag, searching for the bottle of water. His focus was redirected to the shapely buttocks, concealed in a pair of fitting jeans. He lost it.
“Rox, here, take this-“ Axel barely got a yelp out before he was tackled back into the chair, dropping the bottle of water in the process.
Roxas crawled all over him, panting and groaning for breath as he scrambled into his lap.
“Holy fuck what are you doing?!”
“Pretend I’m the lonely chloride ion, with a some extra electrons to spare, and you’re the electrophilic center,” Roxas moaned, rocking his hips deftly over the other, hands working to secure down the flailing arms of his partner, “take the attack and we’ll both be a little more stable when we’re locked together by shared electrons.”
“Christ! What the hell-Roxas!” Axel bit back and groan when Roxas shifted his hips higher on the lithe body trapped in the seat. “Is this your idea of a joke?!”
Roxas squeezed Axel’s arms as his lower body continued to undulate. “No,” he growled, voice low, smirking when the impassioned pitch of his reply sent a tremor running through Axel’s body.
“Roxas-stop!” The redhead writhed in the chair beneath him, wondering just how bad the situation will become if the librarian came walking in on them right now. “I don’t-I don’t even know you!”
“We’ve got the chemistry, Axel,” Roxas responded, brushing his lips over tender skin of the man’s neck. “Please, Axel. You caught my eye when you walked into that lounge. You smiled at me walking past me. You can’t think I’d let someone like you get away that easily.”
“S-sure-you’re cute, but-but-“
Roxas ground his hips down hard, feeling a bump grow firm against him, “but what, Mr. Tutor?”
“But-we-I-“The man’s incoherent string of words was cut short when a pair of warm lips attacked his own. Roxas moved and shifted atop of him, hands cautiously moving from their hold on the man’s arms and down across his chest. This elicited a slight murmur from Axel, who was beginning to sway and rock with the lust that pulsed through his rushing blood. “This…isn’t right.” Axel huffed when the yellow-haired companion peeled away from him, reaching down to press against the man’s firm erection.
“I know what’s not right,” Roxas smirked, moving his fingers across the front of his tutor’s pants, “you said SN2 reactions makes racemic mixtures? It’s SN1, not SN2, big boy.” He pulled the man’s fly down, and Axel jerked violently underneath him.
“This isn’t right!” Axel moaned, gripping onto Roxas’s small frame when the young student took him out from the tight confinements and pumped slowly.
“What’s not right, Axel?” Roxas groaned, tonguing the tender patch of skin just under the man’s ear.
Axel was torn. He was hard, and heavily aroused by this-random chemistry student who apparently feigned stupidity to get into his pants, and on the sensible part of his brain, the part that wasn’t completely overwhelmed by his sudden desire to throw the attractive blond onto the floor and fuck him senseless was nagging that they’re in a library and that he barely knew the boy who was so intent on jerking him off.
When the blue-eyed male brushed his finger over the slit of the exposed cock, Axel let out an unhibited moan, and cradled his partner in his arms when he stood up suddenly. Roxas jerked, and wrapped his arms around the redhead’s neck to keep himself from falling.
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“Nnngh, Axel, harder.” Roxas garbled, one hand blindly digging into his pants pocket in search of protection as the other tangled desperately into the other’s hair. He whimpered when teeth nipped at his throat while one of Axel’s hands wound itself into his shirt, bringing it up to bunch at his armpits.
“F-fuck,” Roxas swore, arching when fingers teased his nipple, “get. On. The table.”
Axel didn’t argue. He practically jumped on, arching possessively over his new lover as he kissed his throat again and again. The student with green eyes pulled the apparent younger’s pants down past his knees and off his ankles, hissing a “yes” after the deed was done. The redhead wet his fingers with his own saliva, dropping them between his partner’s spread legs and working to prepare him for what’s to come. Roxas fumbled with the condom wrapper, busying his fingers with the corner of the package as his body tried to keep up with Axel’s sudden aggressiveness.
“It’s been fucking forever, huh?”
The other nodded into his neck, panting as he rasped “no play for science nerds.”
“I can relate,” Roxas grinned impishly, reaching down to tug gently on Axel’s erection before helping roll on the rubber. Axel groaned loudly at the feel of Roxas’s hand. He was about to leap into the final stretch of their game when Roxas stopped him.
“W-what? Don’t tell me to stop when you’re the one who started this!” The redhead argued, eyes dark and glowing something fierce and impatient.
“Shut up, Axel.” Roxas rolled the two of them over on the table, straddling the tall tutor as he positioned the man’s cock against his entrance. “There’s more than one way for an ion to attack a carbocation intermediate.”
The taller student arched his body tight when the blond lowered himself. “God, stop with the chemistry jokes!” He keened, sucking in labored breaths as he bucked himself deeper into the heat. When he filled Roxas completely, the two of them let out high noises of satisfaction. Roxas bit his lip, and secured his balance on the form beneath him. The pads of his fingers pressed against strong shoulders when he began to ascend, groaning at the slick friction between them, before mewling when he dropped himself back down.
“R-Roxas,” large hands ran up and down pale thighs, the thin hairs brushing lightly against his hands as they trailed up the small student’s smooth inner thighs and around slender hips. Axel suddenly felt the need to get rid of his own confining jeans, which clung onto his clammy thighs like a second skin. He felt incredibly hot, and it seemed like whatever semblance of logic and humility had been completely fried to bits. Screw whoever saw them from the courtyard.
“Oh god, say it again,” Roxas gasped, rocking hard, tossing his head back.
“Roxas!” A smirk tugged at the man’s face, distorting the twin tattoos that decorated his otherwise flawless complexion.
The male lying flat against the table felt himself become even more aroused, if that was possible, from the erotic sounds that his small partner was making throughout the whole ordeal. The kid liked playing it aggressive, Axel thought, and seeing him with his cheeks flushed red, face flinching in jolts of pleasure, yellow hair clinging damply against his forehead, and his name dribbling messily from those parted pink lips with every downward stroke-that sight alone was almost enough to make Axel come right then and there.
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“Ax-Axel!” Roxas gasped when the hand tightened around him. “I’m going to-to-“
Axel’s hand reached up and pulled Roxas’s upper body down, bringing their lips together in a harsh kiss that was all tongue and teeth and saliva. “Do it.”
The sound of Axel’s name, labored and almost pained, was swallowed greedily by Axel himself, as the blond ejaculated into his tutor’s hand. The man with fiery hair in turn hissed out another “Roxas” as he came to the pulsations of the younger’s spent body.
The pair lay there limply on the conference table, both struggling for breath and for the calming of palpitations. There was a wet pop when the petit male lifted himself off the other, nearly collapsing off the side of the table as his sapphire eyes searched lazily for his pants.
Roxas spoke first, “oh god, that felt good.”
“You’re a complete jackass for using me like this, you know.” Axel scowled, mind finally returning to the world of reasoning and judgment. He sat up to remove the condom, groaning as his fingers became slippery with the condom’s lubricant. He muttered a small ‘thanks’ when Roxas handed him a tissue.
“Look, we were both in a great fucking need for a lay, alright? And brains turn me on, okay?” Roxas rolled his eyes, moving to straddle the man who busied with tying up the protection. “You don’t find many attractive gay guys in the science faculty. A whole lot of them are practically asexual, you know. All they care about is their titration labs, and the only lubricant they know about is glycerol that’s used to insert thermometers into still-head adaptors.”
Axel looked at him incredulously. “Still-head adaptors? For distillation labs? You don’t start those until second-year. Just how fucking old are you?”
“Twenty, and yes, in second year.”
“So just why do you have a first-year chemistry textbook with you?” He asked in a high tone of disbelief.
Roxas smirked sheepishly, “I tutor high school kids who are taking advanced courses.”
Axel let his mouth hang agape. “God, I don’t believe this. Now I’m really pissed with you. I don’t know whether to accept your twenty bucks or not. If I don’t, I would’ve wasted an entire tutoring session. If I do, I’d feel like a cheap whore!” Axel growled in disapproval when Roxas tried to soothe in an apology. He was just about ready to tell the boy to get the fuck out of his sight when the door burst open, and a rather flustered looking redhead stood at the threshold.
“Oh f-Reno!” Axel yelped, jumping beneath the weight of Roxas. The blond stared over at the man at the door. He recognized him as the man who felt up Axel in the hallway. He swallowed heavily at the ferocious aura that surrounded him.
“What…What the fuck is going on in here?” Reno hissed, fist balling, revealing white knuckles. “Who the fuck is Blondie, yo?” He sent ‘Blondie’ a glare that raised the hairs on the back of his neck.
“I-I’m-“
“He’s my boyfriend, Reno,” Axel interjected almost fluidly. He wrapped his arms tightly around the blond’s waist, pulling him close as he continued.
“I told you, I had a boyfriend already. You wouldn’t listen.”
The man at the door froze up, pale blue eyes looking rather confused and angered. He swayed visibly, long red pony tail swishing with the motion. All the while, Axel nuzzled his face into Roxas’s chest, caressing him affectionately as if he’d known him his whole life.
“I thought you said that because you were playing hard-to-get…” Reno muttered, tearing his eyes away from the display. “Fine, whatever, yo. You can cancel the rest of my appointments then, shithead.”
The room shook with the slam of the door, and the two remained in their embrace until the furious stomps of Reno’s shoes were out of earshot.
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Axel pushed him away, hiding the smirk from his face as he scrambled off the table. “Shut up. He’s a creeper who’s been stalking me for a while, and taking up a lot of my tutorial appointments with his persistent desire to get me into bed. He freaks me out.”
“Great, so am I expecting a restraining order from you in the next few days, then?” Roxas rolled his eyes, finally finding his pants dangling carelessly over one of the chairs. He tugged them on, missing the amused grin from Axel’s end.
“You’re…different. Maybe because you’re shorter and thus not so scary.”
Roxas laughed, walking around the table to gather up his belongings. He peered out of the window noting the oblivious few who were more engrossed in their books and own activities than whatever the two of them had engaged in just moments before. As the two of them packed their books and pencils, the blond fished out a twenty from his bag.
“So…should I give this to you…or not? I feel kind of bad now.” He admitted, scratching his golden locks as he observed Axel pick up the discarded water bottle.
Axel shook his head, thrusting his black bag over around his shoulder. He smiled, combing his mussed up hair with his fingers, “nah. Forget it. Just meet me in the cafeteria at one if you’re free tomorrow, and buy me lunch with it. Then maybe we’ll actually start this right. You know, without all the crappy chemistry innuendo, got it memorized?”
The smaller male chuckled, following Axel’s lead out of the room.
“Fine, fine, I’ll be waiting.”
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\o/ I HOPE OP AND WHOEVER READS THIS LIKES! 'twas a lot of fun :D and a good few hours of heavy procrastination, ha ha ha.
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And it wasn't just useless smut! Since now they'll date and have more sex 8D WOO \o/
I think my favorite line is:
“Shut up, Axel.” Roxas rolled the two of them over on the table, straddling the tall tutor as he positioned the man’s cock against his entrance. “There’s more than one way for an ion to attack a carbocation intermediate.”
I LOVE INNUENDOS. I giggled so much at this and it fit perfectly with my examination time x3 though whenever I'm in a library study room now, I'm not gonna be able to focus LOL.
I think we should go make anonymous babies, because we are clearly meant for each other. CLEARLY. I JUST. KNOW IT ;D
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AND WE SHOULD INDEED GO MAKE ANON BABIES. <3
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Thanks for making my day!
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My favorite part was the chem joking, it was TERRIBLE. XD Way to go for the cheap ones, Roxas. Damn, I love me some smart men.
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BUT IT'S STILL REALLY FREAKING WIN. Mmph. Yeah.
The innuendos had me giggles and the hot sex had me... uh... doing other things...
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YOU ARE A WONDERFUL PERSON
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