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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Xemnas looks about as pleased and as infuriated as he ever does, but he screams, now, as the currents alight and dance upon her moving fingertips. "Why aren't you at Oblivion?" he would have asked her, but her lips are turning up up up with the promise of something and she can sense the (not-quite-fear) concern for his own well-being in the way he's struggling against the bonds.
Xigbar, sick and alive as he crawls up behind her, his lips on her neck and a fist in her hair.
"Not too hard," she mimics, still smirking, and she watches the way Xemnas's face twists with every shock. She's altering the intensity--mild, mild, moderate; moderate, moderate, intense. "Is it excruciating?" she whispers, wants to make him squirm, wants to make him writhe-
"It doesn't matter," he might be saying, but now her fingers wrap around his cock and she squeezes, pumps, squeezes-
"Not too hard," Xemnas hisses, and Xigbar laughs into her ear.
"What happened to your eye?" she's asking, because Xigbar's inside of her now, and they're all panting, and Xemnas is hard and trembling and arching into her touch, desperate for release.
"Was your Other a good girl, honey?"
And then:
"What do you think, old man?"
And Xigbar's mouth is twisting, twisting- "Guess not," he answers; it must be the way Xemnas is talking in circles underneath his breath.
She doesn't let him come, but he isn't begging for it. "Fuck it," she mutters, and decides she isn't going to let him finish. Her nails dig into the base of his cock and he jerks violently away from her with something lost and subdued in his gaze and it's-
strange, to see him on his hands and knees like this.
"Science," Xigbar says, crunch-crunch-sickening, but who gives a shit about history?
It's the here and now, it's the present, and Xemnas is beneath her and oh, what she would do to see what pain looked like on that boring, boring face. "Twelve," he'll say, in what may or may not be a warning, and Xigbar, sprawled back with his legs spread, but--just like every other time--they only pretend to bleed.
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Happy enough in fact, if you tell me which requests are yours, I will unlurk long enough fill one. Don't think I won't.
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My requests have been filled, believe it or not, but the fact that you de-lurked long enough to proclaim your everlasting and undying happiness is enough for me. So from one anon to another, thanks for the feedback (and for the generous offer)! Maybe I'll get back to you on that some other time. :)
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No OP either, but thank you!
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