KINGDOM HEARTS KINK MEME
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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
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"No, no! Really, it isn't!"
Roxas leaned closer, nipped at Sora's earlobe and sucked, and Sora realised that maybe it had been a challenge. And maybe he hoped Roxas would accept.
So when Roxas shifted back to Sora's mouth, Sora was more than willing to kiss back. Because Sora wasn't thinking, not at all. Not about who they were or what they were doing, he wasn't thinking at all, because Roxas had always been kinda cute and to hell with it all, it felt good.
Hands slid under his shirt, warm and tingly against his back and damn it was nice. Sora figured he might as well return the favour, but his hands had barely brushed Roxas's skin when he swore and jumped back.
"Wh-what?" Sora asked his hissing cousin, purposely not thinking. Nope, not at all.
"Stinging nettle Sora, remember that bush of it you let me walk into?"
"Yeah. Sorry." The mood seemed ruined, but there was no way in hell he was gonna let that happen, because the kisses were nice and Roxas was nice but what they'd wasn't nearly nice enough.
His fingers hooked under then hem of the shirt, lifted it up, revealed those nasty white lumps. Licking had helped his legs so...
Roxas made that shivery noise again and discovered that even if he did think, it really wasn't that bad. He'd always been impulsive, followed his heart, but even so thinking had a few advantages, like working out that if you made Roxas take the shirt off then there'd be even more of him to lick, even more of those shivery noises and more fingers tracing lines along his neck.
"God Sora."
Turned out Roxas really wasn't a vocal person, because when Sora's tongue drifted lower and his hands pushed at the waist band of his cousin's shorts, Roxas's whispers were cut off.
"I uh, never finished with the stings on your legs," he said to Roxas's hipbone. "Maybe I should."
He didn't need to look up to know that Roxas was nodding vigorously, more than happy to help with the removal of his shorts. Sora's tongue started where it had left off, upper thigh, and worked its way higher and higher, ever so slowly.
"Nnnh, Sora you di-"
All it took was a breath, a warm, close breath and Roxas stopped. He froze, not making a sound, barely breathing.
It didn't take long, after all, licking is licking whether it's nettle stings or places where he really, really shouldn't be.
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If I ever do finish my version, I'll post it up, tho, if that's OK?
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