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... )
Yeah, they’d laughed when he said he wanted to join the cheer squad. Sora didn’t really blame them. There had been a lot of jokes about his sexuality (which he’d fairly easily shut up when he pointed out the free up skirt glances he’d get), and Riku had been especially relentless about calling him a girl. But it was all good-natured guy joking, and he’d known they hadn’t been serious.
The girls, on the other hand...
He was changing back into his jeans in the boy’s locker room, the only one there since the football team had left hours earlier. Cheerleading was difficult, but it definitely provided an outlet for the abundant energy the brunet teen had. They’d been doing tosses, and those girls weren’t all featherweights. Though the view had been nice...
Sora rubbed his arm a little, a wide grin spreading across his face. Even with the bloomers under the skirts, the view had been lovely. He’d caught a few interesting glimpses of color, and definitely seen a lace pattern or two in there. He couldn’t wait to get Riku all riled up about that.
There was a noise from the door, but Sora didn’t notice it. He was humming to himself, a bit of the music that was in their routine, as he carefully folded up the sweatpants and put them in his locker. It wasn’t until a hand, soft but surprisingly strong, grabbed his arm that he realized he wasn’t alone.
The brunet gave a shout, turning around so fast he over-balanced and promptly landed on his ass on one of the benches. He stared up at the blond girl there, blinking a few times before giving a squeak and covering himself with the sweatpants in his hands.
“N-Namine, what are you doing in the boy’s locker room?!” He shouted, trying to squash his blush. Behind Namine he heard a giggle, and tilted his head a little, noticing another girl, Kairi, was also there.
“You really want to be a cheerleader, Sora?” Namine asked him now, stepping closer. She was standing directly between his legs; her bare thighs just barely touching his, his face almost directly level with her breasts.
“Of course! I wouldn’t have joined the squad if I wasn’t serious. What’s up with you?” Sora tried to lean back, tilting his head up and looking at her face through sheer force of will. He adjusted the sweatpants over his crotch, trying to hide the bulge that was starting to form there.
“Then you’ll have to go through initiation...” The blonde grinned, leaning herself forward, her lips a breath away from his.
Luckily, she pulled back before he had to answer. Sora swallowed, tilting his head to the side a little at the rustle of cloth behind Namine, but Kairi was out of sight. “I made it through try-outs, if that’s what you’re talking about. No sort of unfair advantage...”
“She didn’t say try-outs. She said initiation.” That was Kairi, coming around the corner of the lockers now. Something looked distinctly different, though Sora was a bit too flustered to pinpoint exactly was it was. Initiation? What were they talking about? Some sort of hazing? That was supposed to be against school sport’s rules.
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