Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme

Sep 19, 2007 20:08

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... )

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The Honeymoon (1/2) anonymous November 15 2009, 06:11:03 UTC
It had been (as Sora had succinctly put it) the weirdest fucking wedding in living history. The story of the engagement and subsequent marriage was one for the family lore for the next ten generations, especially with Roxas’s niece embellishing the “boring parts”. However, the day was finally over and Roxas had married his cocky redheaded bastard of a lover at long last.

Oddly enough, it didn’t feel that different.

The hotel was gorgeous, sure, and the honeymoon suite was spacious (although honestly, he would’ve just taken the enormous bed and left the rest). The nervous bellhop left, not waiting for his tip. Roxas suspected it had to do with Axel’s downright predatory looks in the lobby. And elevator. And hall.

He flopped back onto the oversized bed and kicked off his shoes. Axel came over, shaking his head.

“Seems like everybody here is awfully jumpy,” he commented, grinning as he leaned over Roxas, “You’d think they’ve never seen newlyweds before.”

Roxas shrugged, and didn’t point out that it was probably the fact that Axel was giving off so many sexual vibes right now that Roxas was honestly surprised they’d made it to the fifteenth floor without incident.

He looped his arm around Axel’s neck and pulled him down for a kiss. It was familiar and warm, the taste of Axel’s mouth and the softness of his tongue. Roxas had it mapped in his head years ago, and knew what to do to get Axel to make that particular noise into his mouth.

“Not wasting any time, are you?” Axel asked when they pulled apart.

“With how expensive this place is? Fuck no.”

“Real romantic, lover.” But Axel was smiling widely anyways. “You could at least pretend that this is the culmination of all your passionate dreams.”

Roxas quirked an eyebrow at him, “If you expect me to swoon, you’re going to have to work for it.”

Axel always responded well to challenges.

Axel wasted no time in removing his clothes. He never tried to turn it into a show - not since the first time, when Roxas had fallen off the bed laughing at what was perhaps the most ridiculous thing he’d ever seen. Besides, the part they liked was the being naked, so there was no reason to waste any time getting that way.

Roxas licked his lips in anticipation. Axel’s body was familiar, but no less beautiful for how well he knew it. He was half-hard already, and he grinned as he dropped to his knees by the bed. He had Roxas’s pants open in a moment, quick and well-practiced, stroking Roxas’s cock in just the right ways. Axel knew exactly what Roxas liked by now, and was happy to use it against him.

Roxas didn’t really mind, either. He propped himself up on his elbows to watch as Axel leaned down and gave his cock a teasing lick. Roxas grunted, and grabbed a handful of red hair.

“Don’t tease,” he said shortly.

“You know you like it,” Axel replied, still with that smug smirk, “But do you really want to hurry… we’ve got all week.”

“So we’ll do it again,” Roxas said, “That’s the point of a honeymoon, right?”

Axel smiled - not a smirk, the real deal. Roxas melted just a little bit inside. “Sure, love, we’ll do it your way. But I’d better get mine sometime this week, too.”

Roxas rolled his eyes, “Please. Do you even have to ask?”

Axel didn’t say anything, but leaned forward again and took Roxas’s cock in his mouth, sucking just enough and oh, fuck, he was doing that tongue thing Roxas couldn’t get enough of. He moaned, and used his grip on Axel’s hair to set a rhythm. Axel knew what he liked, and was making those small satisfied noises and it was good that Roxas wasn’t a teenager anymore, otherwise he’d never last.

With an absolutely obscene slurping sound, Axel pulled off. He made a show of licking his lips, and rose up to kiss Roxas soundly.

“You’re overdressed,” Axel murmured. He rested his hands on Roxas’s hips, long fingers sliding just under the waistband of his pants.

Roxas lifted his hips, letting Axel remove the offending piece of clothing. His shirt ended up somewhere in the vicinity of the bathroom, and he scooted back on the bed to make room for his husband. (How long was it going to be before he got used to thinking that word?)

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Re: The Honeymoon (2/3) anonymous November 15 2009, 06:13:58 UTC
The bed was almost too soft, and he sank into it with a sigh. Axel was crouched over him, beautiful and sexual and all his, forever, ‘til death do us part.

“What are you in the mood for?” Axel asked, kissing right below his ear - another one of Roxas’s spots.

Roxas spread his legs, nudging Axel between them with his knee. “Just like this,” he said, “I want you to take me.”

“Guess I’ll have to request the more ambitious stuff later,” Axel kissed him again, “I mean, there’s gotta be something that we haven’t tried yet.”

Roxas raised an eyebrow, “I doubt it.”

“Roxas, you know that I have to take that as a challenge,” Axel grinned, getting up and going for the suitcase. He dug through the bag and retrieved the bottle of lube, and returned with it, still smiling. He climbed back onto the bed, and gave Roxas another kiss.

“Hurry up,” Roxas ordered, hooking a leg around Axel’s thin waist and pulling him closer.

“No sense of romance,” Axel said with mock sadness.

“So says the man who would happily have sex in a public restroom,” Roxas teased.

“That was one time,” Axel reminded him, “And anyway, it was your fault.”

The argument was nine years old and neither of them would ever win it, so Roxas dropped it and spread his legs a little wider, encouraging Axel to get on with it. The redhead obliged, opening the bottle and pouring some of the gel onto his fingers. He stroked Roxas’s cock again, getting a shiver - Axel’s hands were always hot.

Axel pressed one finger into him, and Roxas sighed in contentment before he began to move. Axel found his prostate almost immediately, setting off little sparks behind his eyes.

“That’s good,” Roxas moaned.

“After this long, baby, I’d be worried if I didn’t know how to make you feel good,” Axel leaned forward and kissed him on the nose.

“Smug bastard,” Roxas said - or tried to, but Axel added a second finger and it got lost in the gasp. “Not fair!”

“But you said you wanted it like this,” Axel said earnestly (it would’ve fooled only those who didn’t know him), “I know what you like.”

Roxas always had trouble thinking of good retorts during coitus, so he purposefully clenched around Axel’s fingers, making the redhead gasp, and then smile.

“Impatient brat,” he said affectionately. He removed his fingers, tracing random patterns over Roxas’s thigh. “You ready?”

Roxas hooked his leg over Axel’s shoulder and pulled him forward. Axel gave him a rather feral grin, and pushed into him. Roxas hissed in a mixture of pleasure and pain. It wouldn’t hurt if he were more patient, he knew, but he always liked that sharp edge that came from rushing. Axel knew it too, and gave him only the bare minimum of time to adjust before he began thrusting into Roxas, his pace slow and even. Roxas let his head fall back onto the bed and sighed happily.

“You feel good,” Axel murmured in his ear. He kissed Roxas’s throat. Roxas felt the smirk on his skin before Axel bit him, just enough of a scrape of teeth that there’d be a mark in the morning.

Roxas smacked him, although it was hard to get good leverage when Axel’s hands were on his upper arms. “Bastard. You know I don’t like that!”

“You like doing it to me,” Axel pointed out, stopping, “Not exactly being fair, are you?”

“You like having marks,” Roxas said sourly, “I don’t.”

He frowned sharply. Well, it wouldn’t be the first time they’d stopped having sex to have an argument, and probably not the last, either. But still. Blue balls on his honeymoon. That was just not fair.

“I like seeing it. It means you’re mine.”

“I’ve put up with your stupid ass for fourteen years, and now I’m wearing a ring! What more do you need?” Roxas waved the aforementioned ring in front of Axel’s face.

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The Honeymoon (3/3) anonymous November 15 2009, 06:18:20 UTC
Instead of snapping back, as Roxas expected, Axel’s expression went oddly soft. Roxas blinked. Even with the amount of time they’d spent together, this was not something he often saw from Axel. He reached for Roxas’s hand and kissed it, gently. Roxas’s frustration evaporated in an instant.

“Axel.”

“I love you.”

Roxas gave a long-suffering sigh. “I love you too, but if you bite me again I’m going to bite you, and not in a sexy way.”

Axel laughed, a bit breathlessly, and began to move again. Roxas made a somewhat embarrassing noise between a gasp and a moan, and rocked back into Axel’s thrusts. They hit a good rhythm quickly, Axel’s strokes smooth and unhurried, as though he could happily keep this up for hours. He kissed Roxas’s throat again, and got a warning growl. Axel chuckled, slipped his hand behind Roxas’s neck and pulled him upright.

“Ah, fuck!” Roxas gasped, “Warn me next time.”

“But then you don’t make that sexy surprised face,” Axel grinned at him.

Roxas rolled his eyes, and clenched around Axel again, making him gasp. Axel met his eyes, and Roxas saw that glint that he loved. The game was on. He changed the pace - quick, shallow, hard thrusts that shook Roxas’s whole body and made his cock brush against Axel’s stomach on each move.

“Come on, lover,” he said, tone low and curling and hot, “Let me see you.”

Roxas couldn’t help but shiver as Axel continued those encouragements in his ear. It wasn’t exactly dirty talk - Axel didn’t need to be obscene to make obscene images go through Roxas’s head. It was just a gift.

When Axel reached down to touch his cock, jerking him with the same rhythm as his thrusts, Roxas moaned in appreciation. He held it back for a little while, but Axel’s hand and his cock and his voice all together was just too much.

His orgasm rolled over him like a strong wave, and he went boneless in Axel’s grip. He was vaguely aware of being lowered back to the bed as Axel reached his finish as well.

“That was…” Axel began a few minutes later.

“Exactly the same as it was before we were married?” Roxas finished, quirking an eyebrow at him.

“… Well, that too, but I was gonna say ‘nice’,” Axel gave him a sly look.

“Nice? That was a ‘great’ at the very least.” Roxas chucked a pillow at his husband, “What’s a guy gotta do to earn a ‘fantastic’ with you?”

“Hmm…” Axel considered this, “Tell you what, let’s get dinner and then we’ll see if we can skip ‘fantastic’ and hit ‘amazing’. And then maybe we’ll try for ‘earth-shattering’ before the end of the week.”

Roxas smiled, “Sounds like a plan.”

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Re: The Honeymoon (3/3) anonymous July 3 2010, 04:32:30 UTC
You deserve love, anon! I REALLY liked this!
KH gay marriages always make me uber happy :) especially Sora/Riku and Axel/Roxas.
Much love to you, love.

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