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... )
To say Riku was a bad influence would be an understatement.
Riku was a lecher, and Roxas hated him
Roxas knew Riku was bad news the moment he first laid eyes on him. It was none of his business who his little brother dated, even if the boyfriend was four years older than him… had slept with countless people and broken hearts.
Whatever.
And he could see the gradual change to Sora’s usual cheerful disposition. In a span of three months, Sora had turned a totally 360. Wearing tight cloths in contrast to his former baggy wardrobe. Getting multiple piercing and a few tattoos. Cussing and smoking. Grades dropping… Roxas was now the angel in the family, and he hated it.
But, despite all the changes and sex crazed boyfriend, Roxas had not been expecting something as diabolical and wrong as he did tonight.
Roxas was in the basement of his house, watching mindless television. He had been forced down here because Sora brought his boyfriend home tonight. Roxas visibly cringed whenever he heard Riku’s name. Why was Sora so attracted to him anyway?
He huffed, bored but too afraid of turning off the TV in horror that he would hear… unpleasant sounds from upstairs. Of course the parents were gone out. Father working late, and mom at a friends house.
When Sora came down the stairs, Roxas exhaled a sigh of relief, seeing that no, he wasn’t disheveled, and he had all his cloths on.
Doesn’t mean that wont change though.
But Roxas had to cock his head slightly in thought. Sora was grinning like a maniac. This was something new and so had Roxas thoroughly confused.
“Hey.” Roxas decided to greet him.
“Hello,” Sora replied sweetly, plopping down on the musty couch on the opposite side of Roxas. “What’cha doin’ down here?”
Roxas pointed to the TV with the remote, saying nothing.
“Huh.” Sora grabbed the remote suddenly from Roxas’ hands, turning the screen to black.
“… I was watching that.” Actually, Roxas wasn’t. But that doesn’t mean he was going to sit back and take Sora’s rudeness.
“Well, I want to play a game.” Sora set the remote down on his side of the couch, turning back and leaning toward his brother.
“Don’t you have your boy-toy for that?” Roxas spat, giving his little brother a disapproving glance.
“Oh, he’s already playing.”
And before Roxas could retaliate with a “What the hell does that mean?” Sora pounced Roxas, lips crashing together, a blonde head cracking against the arm rest.
Roxas paled, pushing Sora off him. “What the fuck Sora?!” He brought his arm up to wipe his mouth, astonishment and disgust layering over the pain on the back of his head.
“Remember when we were kids… when we would experiment,” Sora crawled up closer to Roxas, using all his body strength grab Roxas’ arms and pin them between his fingers and the couch cushions.
“Sora, I though we swore to never discuss that…” Roxas watched with weary eyes as Sora’s head disappeared from his vision, into the base of his neck. “Sora,” he warned in a shaky voice when said boy licked his collar bone.
“Just try it,” the brunette whispered into Roxas’ ear, voice layered with seduction he must’ve learned from Riku.
“Nngh!” Roxas’ heart pounded in his chest when Sora rolled his hips against him.
“Sora! Cut this shit out.” Roxas cursed his damn hormones for betraying his morality, as he was panting and turned on.
“If you say so,” Sora nipped his ear before sitting up again, swinging his legs over to stand. He extended a hand, to which Roxas accepted, after a moment.
Roxas eyed his brother cautiously, pulse quickening when he saw a flicker of excitement cross his cerulean eyes.
“What…?” Roxas took a step back when Sora stepped forward.
Sora shrugged, stepping again. Roxas mirrored the action again.
Until he back up into something that was most definitely not a wall or pool table.
“Running away?” He heard someone speak in his ear.
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“Shit,” Roxas muttered. “What the hell Sora?” He spoke slowly through gritted teeth.
Sora shrugged, finally closing the distance between them. “Just trying something new.”
That’s when Riku popped the button on Roxas’ jeans.
“You wouldn’t-” Roxas attempted to keep his dignity in tact, when Rikuo latched his mouth onto his neck, by not gasping in pleasure.
Instead of arguing against his brother’s statement, Sora just kissed him again, hands gently trailing down his chest, over Riku’s encasing grip, and down to the fly of Roxas’ jeans, slowly pulling it down.
Roxas whined in his brothers mouth, one last plea to stop this humiliating act. Sora paid no attention, just thrust his hand in Roxas’ boxers and immediately taking hold of the slack penis. Roxas’ brows furrowed when his eye lids squeezed harder together.
Riku still hadn’t detached from Roxas’ neck when he pulled him closer, grinding against his back side. Roxas’ knees buckled at the sensations, Sora now pumping his cock and fondling his balls with the other hand.
The kiss finally broke, but Roxas knew if he opened his mouth only noises would come out. So he opted to glare at Sora… well, the best he could muster while being ridiculously pleasured from both sides.
“You know you like it,” Sora grinned an evil grin. And boy Roxas hated him for being right. His recently soft cock was now straight and hard. No thanks to Riku, who had somehow moved a hand to move under his shirt, fingers ghosting over his belly button and nipples, causing the shirt to ride up considerably.
And just when Roxas knew he couldn’t take anymore, Riku and Sora released their hold on him. Roxas almost collapsed to the floor, but managed to stay upright, jeans just hanging off his hips.
“Damn Roxas, did we work you too hard?” The ghost of a smile began forming on Riku’s lips as he came around to observe the damage done.
“I think you can handle the rest by yourself,” Sora winked at Roxas, who stared dumbfounded at his little brother.
Before Roxas could think twice, Riku had taken Sora by the elbow, leaving a half-way through blonde who crept back to the couch to finish what had started with resentment screaming in his head.
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That good? sheesh, that was odd xD
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This was so so so so hot.
And poor Roxas, just being left like that! x3
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