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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Axel’s definition of reward always seems to change, Roxas noticed. The last time Axel and Roxas came back from a mission, Roxas was rendered a quivering, panting mess against the bell tower wall after Axel’s ungloved hand was finished with his cock. The time before that, Axel had left bruises and marks that smelled like his saliva all over Roxas’s neck and shoulders. And to think this all sprouted from the rather convenient afternoon when Axel had lost all his munny in the ocean after visiting Neverland, and instead decided to reward Roxas with something he called a kiss.
“It’s a special reward that humans do,” Axel had explained, all the while licking his lips as if he had just finished off an ice cream bar, “but only between really special best friends, got it memorized?”
Roxas had just nodded dumbly, silently enjoying the fact that Axel’s mouth tasted like the ice cream bars.
And now, Roxas has both hands scratching feebly against the wall of the station tower, hips jerking as Axel took him into the moist cavern of his mouth, over and over again.
If a kiss is already a special reward, Roxas thinks, then what the hell is this?
Roxas’ ears are tuned to the soft, wet sounds that Axel keeps making, and everything else is blurred from his attention. It feels so good, so amazing, like no other sensation that Roxas had ever experienced.
A particular suck has Roxas writhing on the wall, a long moan slipping past his mouth. His bottom lip is cherry red and swollen from having his teeth clamp down on the tender skin.
Axel works and works, sucking and licking until hot come slides down the back of his throat. Roxas’ guttural cry is lost in the wind, and he gasps when Axel pulls away. He feels his stomach lurch something wicked when he sees Axel’s lips wet with saliva and come. His mentor wipes his mouth with his sleeve, and stands up, smiling in satisfaction and smirking mischievously, like a child trying to keep a secret.
Axel presses him against the wall, and kisses his neck with an open mouth. The boy sighs, and his skin tingles. Through the sensual fog in his mind, the blond Nobody wonders why Axel is giving him two rewards today. Their mission wasn’t all that dangerous, or difficult to complete.
Sensing his curiosity, Axel takes the boy’s face in his hands and murmurs hotly against those lips.
“Just a reward for being my best friend,” the eighth member chuckles, “you’re my only best friend, alright, Roxas?”
Roxas doesn’t understand, but he nods anyway. “So all this…kissing and touching, that’s what best friends do as rewards?”
Axel shakes his head, and helps Roxas zip up his jacket and pants. “Only between us. We’ve got something awesome and special, so we’re not just some best friends. I’m yours, and you’re mine, got it memorized?”
The two part as if nothing incredible had happened, and Axel leads Roxas back to the castle. Axel bids Roxas a goodnight and slips into his own room, that telltale smile still gracing his face.
Sleep doesn’t come so easily to the blond. The boy feels warm, perhaps a bit too warm, as if he had just come back from Agrabah, and he tosses and turns in his bed. His black cloak is in a crumpled mess on the floor, and even without any bedsheets, his brow is dotted with sweat. He gives small whines, and twitches to the churning of his abdomen as he continues to imagine Axel touching him. A whimper leaves his tight chest, and his hips give a small jerk forward when he feels Axel’s tongue snake out and drag along his erection. His breaths come out as desperate gasps; he suddenly feels that his room is far too empty and cold.
The blond struggles to get out of his bed; his back suddenly feels very cold as a draft hits his clammy back. He cringes as he moves in his black T-shirt, staggering out of his room in search of his friend.
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At last, he finds himself in front of the room of interest. He doesn’t knock, but pushes his way through the monochrome door.
The chamber is doused in the light from the heart-shaped moon hanging outside the wide window. Blue, glazed eyes are immediately drawn to the slumbering form stretched out on the lone bed. Roxas suddenly feels his lungs swell and his stomach squeeze when he takes in the sight of the lengthy, slender body. Like the rest of the Nobodies, Axel sleeps without a blanket. His cloak hangs on the points jutting from the thick headboard, and so the smooth contours of his bare muscular body are easily highlighted by the blue and gold glow. The younger’s view scans down the firm planes of his mentor’s torso, over the creases and wrinkles in his black pants, and across the smooth skin of his black boots.
The blond feels something deep in the core of his body light up in a fire, stretching like fingers throughout his entire physical being. He feels his slacks grow tighter, and his lungs mimic the savage flames he witnesses Axel produce on missions. Before he can become aware of what his legs are doing, he’s soon just a couple meters, feet, centimeters away from the redhead’s body. And then he can suddenly smell him. A subtle scent fills his senses, and Roxas has to close his eyes. He smells like the early morning and the falling twilight, like the clear air after the rain in the dark city below the castle. It overwhelms him, and he has to hold back the urge to whimper.
He’s scared-what if he wakes up? What would Axel think? Why is he overtaken by this nameless desire to be with Axel? To touch him, to kiss him? Was this…the feeling Axel meant by them being a unique kind of best friends?
Roxas tentatively moves onto the bed. The mattress is firm beneath his knees, and the motion hardly reaches Axel’s senses. He is straddling the thin man now, knees a finger-length away from Axel’s sides. His hands are firmly planted on the mattress beside the man’s still shoulders; the shadow of the keyblade master has his upper body leaning down, and his nose brushes the soft skin just under the man’s jaw. He tilts his head to an angle, and soon, his lips come in contact with the exposed flesh. He inhales so deeply, and his mouth, open, waiting, and willing, traverses down the smooth skin, over the bumps of the man’s pronounced collar bones, and down the slope of his chest.
He stills himself, breathing forgotten when Axel moans and shifts on the bed, his head lolling to the other side of the pillow. Roxas remains stagnant for several beats, a slight ringing in his ears distracting him from his aimless goal.
The young Nobody’s hands are moving on their own accord, trailing over the warmth of Axel’s naked shoulders. Axel moans again, and his body twitches in direction of Roxas’ touch. This fascinates the younger shadow-being; he experimentally teases his fingers over the peaks of the man’s nipples, like what Axel had done to him on the day the redhead decided to leave marks all over the curve of his neck. The figure beneath him arches just slightly into the unconscious sensation, and Roxas’ azure eyes, gleaming with curiosity and intrigue, watch as the sensitive skin hardens under his fingers.
The sounds Axel is making are hands kneading at his stomach and inner thighs. Roxas doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do next, but he improvises. He wants to mirror the stupefying feelings that the fire-master gave him. Roxas looks down at the still-sleeping man between his legs, and thinks, he’s…mine.
The boy shuffles down to the end of the bed, his legs now caging the man’s knees. Nimble fingers brush over the slight bump beneath the black pants, feeling the slight tremble beneath the fabric when he cups the fork of the man’s legs.
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Axel is breathing heavily now, and Roxas finds it hard to continue doing what he’s doing when the man’s body is writhing on the mattress, reacting so strongly to the mere feeling of skin.
As Roxas watches his hand manipulate the flesh between deft fingers, his mouth feels wet, hot, and his lips falls open to an unanswered invitation. The boy bends his body over, mouth kissing and sucking on the flesh of Axel’s stomach. He tastes the saltiness of the sweat beading on the man’s navel, and smells the musk from the weeping limb just inches away from his chin. His body moves without logic’s discretion, and Roxas engulfs Axel’s penis in his mouth in one swift movement.
Blunt nails are clawing at bed sheets, and the redhead’s hips jerk suddenly, making the blond cough in surprise. But the young Nobody goes right back, using his tongue and sweeping across the tight skin of the dark arousal.
“Oh fuck!”
Roxas jerks his head away from Axel’s body, and stares nervously at the flushed visage at the head of the bed.
“What-Roxas, what the hell are you-“The man is gasping for breath, entire body victim to aroused spasms. His eyes, which were closed and resting just moments before, reveal a deep emerald, thick, dark, feral with excitement.
Roxas doesn’t know what to say. What can he say? That he came over in the middle of the night giving Axel a strange human-esque reward? His eyes are blank, almost blind with nervousness. He doesn’t even realize his hand was still wrapped around the base of the man’s full erection.
“A-Axel, I-“
“Were you just-“ Axel’s face split into a wide, coy grin, his upper body coming up to rest on his elbows, “were you just sucking my cock?”
The blond doesn’t answer immediately. It’s so hard to think.
His own cock is pressing hard against the fly of his pants, and Axel doesn’t miss the bump exposed by the moonlight falling down on them.
“We’re…best friends, right?” He says, finally, pathetically.
“Yeah. Yeah, we’re best friends.” The words come out slurred, drunk, and Axel is more than willing to dive into that wicked high. “Really good best friends.”
And Roxas goes down on him without another word, but the redhead was fully aware of the wisp of a smile that graced the boy’s face. The thirteenth Nobody runs his tongue quickly, almost messily over the pulsing flesh, his mouth moving in experimentation.
Roxas is feeling a lot more queasy now that he knows his companion above him is awake, alive, and very much watching him commit such a friendly deed, but his mentor manages to sooth him, long fingers threading through his hair and massaging his scalp. The blond whimpers at the touch combined with the strong taste in his mouth and the tugs his friend’s fingers produce in his hair.
The Keyblade wielder’s name pours from Axel’s mouth with every suck the boy gives. His body is balanced on his left arm, while his free hand is busy pulling and guiding the younger Nobody. The tall warrior arches when the soft velvet of Roxas’ tongue runs straight up from the base to the head. He’s sucking hard and fast-and Axel believes he’ll have to show Roxas other ways to show his appreciation, after this.
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Roxas gasps, coughing when the fluid hits the back of his tender throat. He pulls away, hand over his mouth as he attempts to calm the alien itch.
Axel can’t help but smirk at the boy’s reactions. His hands reach out and pull the boy’s hand from his face. He chuckles at the smears of come across his lips and chin.
Without warning, he pulls the boy atop his body, trapping the lithe form against his chest as his mouth sucks and licks away the semen on the boy’s face. Roxas is mewling from the touch, and he grinds his stiff erection against Axel’s stomach.
Axel tugs the single layer of fabric shielding Roxas’ skin and flings the offending shirt across the room. He thrusts his tongue into his friend’s mouth, while a hand busies itself with the undoing of the boy’s pants.
“So, Roxas,” Axel whispers, with a slight leer in his voice, “we’re best friends, right? You and me, really, really good pals and such, right?”
Roxas nods, groaning when he pushes his now exposed cock into Axel’s hand.
Axel makes a sound, eyes glinting in suggestion, and he flips the two of them over, pinning the small figure onto the mattress beneath them. His skin is shining in the pale blue of the light, but his eyes maintain their steady, fervid green gaze. And he brings his lips to Roxas’ ear, and asks in a low voice that makes the blond’s hip thrust upwards…
“Want to know what kind of reward incredible best friends like us can share?”
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I honestly think this has now taken place as my most favorite KH kink meme story ever. Ilyuuu.
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Eee, thank yoooou! Writer!Anon is glad anon enjoys!
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Okay I'm gonna go busy myself with picturing what happened after that ending...
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Anyways, Writer!Anon is very glad you like. Having you enjoy it is reward enough ;)
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I will continue to enjoy it then ;) I can't wait to see any other Axel/Roxas requests you fill!
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Gah, this was so yum and hot and ummmmmmmmmmmmm... *drools*
Also, yeah, Axel is a tiny bit creepy in an oh-so-good way. ;D
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