KINGDOM HEARTS KINK MEME
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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
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Sora frowned thoughtfully and tilted his head a little to the side as he considered Tidus's request. Being in Atlantica with the magic provided by the Gummi Ship was one thing, but he had absolutely no control when it came to holding his breath underwater.
"What about Wakka?" Sora asked, suddenly remembering the other boy. It made more sense that Tidus would train with him, seeing as they were both on the same team.
"Too busy with his girlfriend," Tidus replied, rolling his eyes and kicking the sand lightly as they continued the slow stroll along the outer edge of Destiny Island.
Sora hummed, his brow furrowing. "What would I do exactly? Time you or something? You can't do that yourself?"
"I've also gotta swim while holding my breath, and for at least five minutes. Don't you watch the games at all?" Tidus replied, the beginnings of a pout forming on his face. Sora never could call what Tidus did scowling; even at seventeen, his face was too sweet-looking. Not that he'd ever tell Tidus out loud, as the other boy was not above smacking him.
"Still sounds like stuff you could do by yourself," Sora pointed out, arching his brows slightly and smirking. "What do I get from this?"
"I'll make it worthwhile," Tidus said with a dismissive wave of his hand, moving around to stand in front of Sora and stop him from walking further. While Riku towered above him easily, Tidus was almost eye-level with him. "Promise."
Sora rolled his eyes playfully and shoved him gently. "Fine. Let's go get our trunks."
"What for? It's not like there's anybody else out here," Tidus replied with a grin, his hands already reaching down to strip his shirt off.
"Wha-- Wait!" Sora said, his eyes widening a little. Tidus might have had a sweet-looking face, but his chest and torso were definitely sinful. To keep from staring, Sora quickly rushed to catch up.
"We'll just put our clothes in the shack. Nobody'll know," Tidus said, bending to work off his left shoe by the ankle.
"Yeah, says you," Sora replied. "Last time I swam in just my shorts, Riku found me and stole my clothes. My mom grounded me for a week." That didn't seem to stop him from stripping down anyway.
"If we get caught, I'll tell her it was my fault," Tidus said, rolling his clothes up.
"That still won't stop her from grounding me," Sora laughed. "Give 'em. I'll put 'em in the shack."
By the time Sora got back out, Tidus was already in the water and swimming, first against the current and then back again. Thankfully it was a warm day, but that didn't stop Sora from wincing a little at the cold water.
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When it came down to it, the first twenty minutes were interesting to watch. Tidus had a sort of grace to him when he swam, all sinewy muscle and hairpin turns. The current made it marginally harder than he had anticipated however, and in a few instances he came bursting to the surface, his chest heaving from the lack of oxygen.
"C'mon, man, you're gonna hurt yourself if you work that hard," Sora said, shaking his head a little and laughing. Suddenly he understood part of the reason he'd been asked to come and help; it seemed over-enthusiasm was the real killer. "You're already hovering more around four minutes than six. Try just sitting still underwater until we're back up to five minutes again."
"Yeah," Tidus replied around a pant, nodding. "Okay."
The blond's hair disappeared beneath the surface and Sora watched the top of his head, counting under his breath as the water distorted the image and made it shimmy with the waves. It got to be a bit hard staring at the same spot and just counting after a while however, and Sora found his eyes wandering, looking for sea shells or interesting rocks on the shoreline.
That is, until he felt a very real hand creep over his hip. Sora yelped in surprise, scrambling backwards to escape the startling touch just as Tidus came up.
"What're you doing?" Sora bleated, hating the way his voice went high. Tidus laughed, but didn't hault in his advance.
"Makin' it worth it," he replied, grinning wryly. "Plus it's an excuse to do something other than just sit there. I know you're just as bored."
"Yeah, but I'm not--" Sora started. Tidus silenced him rather effectively, his lips fitting against his with equally surprising perfection and taking advantage of Sora's bewilderment to deepen it. It didn't take much to coaxing before he was thoroughly kissing the other boy back, his fingers finding their way into his hair and twisting into his scalp. It was Sora who ended up pulling back for air, and Tidus smirked a little at the fact, as if it was a win chalked up onto his side.
"So...?" Tidus implored, his voice a little grittier. Sora nodded dumbly, pulling his hand away so that Tidus could slip beneath the water's surface again. Tidus wasted no time finding the part in Sora's boxers that time, tugging his half-hard cock free. The water added another dimension to the foreplay that Sora hadn't thought was possible, making Tidus's hand move easily along his length. Sora's head dropped back against his shoulders at the sensation, feeling goosebumps racing up his arms. He audibly moaned at the first tentative touch of Tidus's tongue against the ridge of his cockhead, then shuddered as he traced along the underside.
Not having something to hold on to was going to be a problem, Sora decided. He didn't dare risk putting his hands into Tidus's hair, for fear of distracting him too much. When the first jolt of heat circled around the head of his cock, however, Sora's hands desperately found Tidus's shoulders, gripping tightly as he groaned and resisted the urge to fuck into his warm, hot mouth.
"Holy shit," Sora rasped as Tidus's head bobbed downward and pulled back, the contrast from hot to cold so mind-blowing that he felt his toes curling in the silt beneath his feet. Tidus was relentless; varying the pace, nipping faintly, sucking deep so that he felt the softness of his pallet and the insides of his cheeks every time he dipped down to the base. Sora felt himself reduced to a mewling girl, and the only thing keeping him from fucking his way down Tidus's throat were the very firm hands on his hips holding him still and the fact that he didn't want to kill his friend.
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And then it stopped, Tidus's head resurfacing with a burst of water and breath, followed by laughter. Sora's eyes all but bugged out of his head as Tidus booked it for the shore.
"Five minutes~!" he sing-songed. Sora gaped, then rushed in order to put himself right in his shorts as he stumbled in his haste to rush to shore.
"YOU BASTARD--!"
"COME IN HERE AND SAY THAT!" Tidus roared in challenge, laughing as he disappeared inside the shack. Sora nearly ripped the rickety door off its hinges bursting through it. Tidus was definintely going to pay for that kind of torture, that was for sure. Or at least finish what he started.
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As for the 'epilogue' well... Hm. I'll give it a think. I'm not good writing boysex except maybe with frot. I mostly write yuri and het (gasp!)
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