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... )
I stop myself firmly when I feel my cock twitch a bit. Hopefully not enough for Sora to notice, because we are pressed so close together I don't think you could fit a piece of paper between us. I don't know whose idea that was, but I think I like it a little too much. I can't really pull back, though, because then Sora would win.
There are a lot of people staring at us when the dance ends. A lot of those faces are flushed red, too, including Kairi's. I guess it was as hot for everybody else as it was for me. The only thing I can think of is escape, so I latch onto Sora's arm again and say loudly, "Let's go get our picture taken!" I don't give him a chance to respond before I drag him off.
He stops me in a cool, dim hallway, though. "Um...R-Riku," he says, voice cracking a bit. I sort of glance over at him without actually looking at him, and he says, "I-I don't really th-think...I wanna get my picture taken right now."
I bite my lip. Oh, god, could he sound more ravishable? It's practically an invitation, in that husky, uncertain voice. I'm anything but immune to that.
Oh, hell.
There's got to be a private room around here somewhere. Maybe that one, that's marked "office--staff only" and doesn't have a light on. I try the door; it's locked, but to a keyblade master, a simple door lock doesn't even require summoning the keyblade, just a moment of concentration.
Well, maybe that's a bit harder than it sounds, right now.
I drag Sora into the office and kick the door shut.
"Riku?" he says, confusion and something else I'm not sure about in his voice. It couldn't really be hope, could it?
I'll take the chance. I push him against the nearest wall--gently, or at least gently enough not to make noise--and kiss him, hard. If I'm going to be stupid and insane, I might as well go the whole way, right? This can't be any more--or less--stupid and insane than unlocking the keyhole. Even with Sora kissing me back, clutching at me and pulling up my skirt hastily.
"Don't mess my hair up," I mutter to him as I yank the tie open (Velcro; somehow I just knew it) and pluck hastily at buttons. "I don't know how to fix it." I shudder and jerk against him as Sora's hand slides up my thigh to grab my ass.
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"The alternative--ah--was lace," I gasp out, flinging shirt open and shoving my own hand into Sora's pants. He, I discover, is wearing underwear. Silk underwear. Which is already damp with precome; obviously, the dance was hot for him, too. I feel a surge of victory, which is rapidly replaced with not quite orgasmic pleasure as his hand wraps around my cock, stroking awkwardly. "Oh god," I choke out.
I have to kiss him hard again to keep him from being too loud as I return the favor--just as awkwardly, I'm sure, but who cares? It's enough to make him buck wildly against me, his legs spreading on either side of mine.
My skirts are rucked up around my waist now, and his pants are around his knees, and we're rubbing against each other hard and frantic, and it's just not...quite...enough for either of us. Sora manages to hook one knee up and make a silent but very explicit suggestion that would shock me to the core from innocent little Sora if I did not find the idea so ungodly exciting. "I don't have anything--" I start to say. Gasp, really I don't want to hurt him, even a little.
"I do," he interrupts breathlessly. That maneuver with the knee? Got his pants pocket up high enough, apparently, and he pushes a condom into my hand. I choke a bit, even at this stage.
"Sora, you...why..."
"Kairi," he mutters, arching against me needily, because we haven't stopped rubbing against each other. I'm so impressed with us it hurts. We can talk during sex! Scintillating it isn't. Intelligible, yes. "Talk later. Fuck NOW."
Oh holy god. Dirty words from Sora, the fluffy bunny. I didn't know he knew what that meant. And I had no idea that it would make me feel like coming on the spot, so I pull away long enough to get the condom on. Hopefully, he will never ask where I learned how to put a condom on in the dark and under two seconds, because I don't know, either. I must be channeling some sex god tonight.
By the time it's on, though, Sora's managed to turn around to present his ass to me, clutching at the wall and breathing hard. He's not even a little tense, though, like he really does want this and maybe has for a long time.
We can talk about that later, too. Right now, pushing my cock into him--slowly, I really, really don't want to hurt him even though it doesn't sound like it hurts and he's pushing his hips back at me impatiently--is....is...
Okay, I don't even remember what I was thinking. This is the most incredible feeling. Ever. It's dirty and wrong and nasty and I am fucking Sora against a wall in a semi-public place and he is letting me and aiding and abetting and oh god I just. Can't. STOP.
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I pull out then, and we both sink to the floor to catch our breath. There's no need for words just yet. I tilt my head back, knocking it lightly against the desk. Oh, yeah. It is an office, so I guess there has to be a desk. I close my eyes and just...let my thoughts go.
Thus it is that I am not blinded when the lights flip on. Oh, shit. Busted. This could get really bad, really fast.
"You two," Kairi's voice says, and I tense further, "are so lucky that I brought an entire can of hand wipes." There is wry amusement in her voice as she steps into the office and closes the door. "You're a mess, the pair of you, and you can't go back to the prom like this."
"You're not...mad?" Sora says tentatively. I'd kind of like an answer to that, too, seeing as how she's been dating Sora for like the whole time we've been back.
"I will be, next time," she says, "if you don't invite me, that is."
We both flush and take the hand wipes from her to clean up. Neither one of us is capable looking at one another until we're both cleaned up, or at Kairi as she helps us. The staff's going to figure out that somebody had a good time in their office, but that can't be helped, really.
I laugh, suddenly, as Kairi is touching up my makeup for me.
"What?" Sora demands suspiciously.
"I totally win for all time," I tell him with a smug smirk. He bristles.
"You do not! Why?" he demands. Yeah, same old Sora, even after this.
"Because," I drawl as Kairi lets me stand up finally, "I totally top. Even in a dress."
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Have the world, and an internet or two. Plus cookies. You can have my cookies too :3
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HOT. 8D
Oh my god, getting Riku into a dress is priceless. Even better that Sora is not such a fluffy bunny, and cheats, and Kairi wants in on the action, and Riku gets to TOP in HEELS.
Ilu. Take my body. <3
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