Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme

[kokanshu]

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

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[anonymous]

Olette watches raptly as Kairi’s mouth does things to Namine that make Namine squirm and moan and arch against her, while Olette presses, not so much masturbating as attempting to alleviate the pressure. Olette doesn’t have much talent, when it comes to masturbation. Maybe she’ll ask Kairi or Namine to help. . . No! No, no, no, Olette is not going there. She is now going to go back home and tell her teacher that she forgot her backpack and that’s why she didn’t do the homework. But Olette can’t do that, because, well, she’s Olette, and how would she be Olette if she forgot her homework? So she’ll wait until Kairi makes Namine… Makes Namine come, and then she’ll go in and make a flimsy excuse and grab her backpack and…

“Olette?” Namine’s voice is wobbly, but she sounds normal otherwise. Olette thinks she may have come already, while Olette was thinking. Pity.
“Where?” Kairi stands up, rubbing her knees and wincing. Seems even perfect Kairi has bony knees, which get imprints of tiles when she kneels on them.
“She’s behind the locker.” Namine stretches, arching her back and… Olette tries to think, and she does try, quite valiantly, but she isn’t thinking the right thing. She’s thinking about how very… pretty Namine’s breasts are. She wonders how they would taste, then snaps out of her reverie.
“Olette?” Kairi pokes her head out of the shower and looks at her friend, somewhat surprised. Then she grins, because Olette’s face is a dark, dark, red. “Sorry.”
“Um, it’s alright. It’s my fault. I should’ve, um, knocked before I…”

“It’s alright,” Namine says lightly. “We shouldn’t have… gotten together in a public place. We’re sorry.” She elbows Kairi in the side and gives her a Look. “Aren’t we, Kairi?”
“We are? I mean yes, we are!” Kairi smiles at Olette and covers her breasts with her arms.
“I’ll just, um, get my backpack,” Olette mumbles, her eyes on her feet, and tries to walk so that she doesn’t press any cold, slimy cloth up against her more… sensitive bits.

The locker room is silent, but for the slam of a locker door, the showers, and then, the tapping of Olette’s shoes as she leaves and the slam of the door.
Kairi turns to Namine, somewhat accusingly. “How long was she there?” She asks, pushing wet hair out of her girlfriend’s face.
“Pretty much since we started,” Namine says lightly, and kisses the palm of Kairi’s hand.”
Kairi’s eyebrows go up. “What, really?” Why didn’t you stop? Or, y’know, say anything?”
Namine grins and wrinkles her nose in that silly, endearing way of hers. “If I convert one more straight girl, I get a free toaster,” She jokes, and leans in to kiss Kairi.
Kairi snorts but kisses her back. Namine’s sense of humor is a bit… odd.

In her bedroom, Olette groans and covers her face. She’s still wet and slimy and… And maybe she will talk to Kairi and Namine. Just for advice, mind you, nothing else. Although some help that’s going to be right now. With a groan and a sigh, she slides a hand between her legs and begins to grind.