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... )
“Yes,” Namine says, squirming until she’s straddling him, her bare feet dangling down, her bony knees pressing into Axel’s sides. She leans back to look at him from this angle, examining his face. She can feel something pressing against her backside, and she isn’t surprised. That’s a part of Axel she wants to see, too.
Axel grunts and shifts, his hands still on her hips. His breath hitches as her thumbs ghost over his nipples, and he almost moans when she presses down on them.
Namine smiles at the noise and presses down again, harder. They’re dark and stark against his pale skin. She can see red hair under his arms as well, and she wonders if all of his hair is that color. Well, only one way to find out, right?
Axel makes a surprised noise when she squirms off of his lap, kneeling in front of him. When she scoots out from between his legs, he makes another confused noise, sitting up from his slump. “Are you gonna suck my cock?” A bit crude, but in Axel’s defense, he isn’t thinking with the head on his shoulders.
Namine shrugs, sitting tailor style in front of him, and she’s vaguely aware that her panties are showing but she doesn’t really care. Instead, she pulls Axel’s boot off, then his sock. She takes his foot in her hand and examines it critically, tracing a fingertip along the sole and smiling a bit as he lets out of a snort of laughter. She presses a dry kiss to his big toe, then reaches up his pant leg, stroking it gently, feeling the little red hairs stand on end.
Axel swallows as her dry hands run up and down his shin, bringing up goosebumps. “Are you really going to draw me?” He asks, pressing his bare foot against Namine’s cheek when she leans forward to nuzzle his knee through his black jeans.
“Yeah,” Namine says quietly, scratching gently along his leg with her blunt fingernails.
“This sure don’t feel like drawing.” Axel shivers, his toes curling, catching on her hair and tugging gently.
“I do preliminary work first,” Namine says, pressing another dry kiss to Axel’s ankle.
“Really?” Axel’s voice goes up a bit, no doubt aided by Namine’s tongue snaking out to lick the side of his foot.
“Really.” Namine sits up on her knees and crawls between Axel’s spread legs. She tugs the belt open and pulls the zipper down. There’s more of that gorgeous gingery hair, and she presses her face against his flat belly, her tongue flickering out to taste his skin. It’s dry and salty and cindery, an Axel kind of taste, and she decides that it’s a pleasant taste, so she licks him again, sliding her tongue into his navel.
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“I can’t draw you until I know you all over.” Namine begins to unbuckle his pants, leaning back so she can actually see him.
“You did this for everyone else you drew?” Axel’s throat clicks when he swallows.
“Some people,” Namine says meekly as she pulls his pants open. There’s more bristly red hair, and Namine leans forward, kissing it gently. She can see his erection, tenting his boxers, and she smiles a little Namine smile, tugging them down to reveal his cock.
“So… you’ll be drawing that too?” Axel’s voice is choked, and he seems to be talking just for the sake of talking.
“I might,” Namine says, and takes it in her hand. Hot to the touch, like the rest of Axel, and it’s flushed a dark red, like his hair. She kisses the tip gently, her tongue flickering out to taste the wet, sticky stuff dribbling out. Not exactly tasty, but it as part of Axel, undeniably, and she wants to know every inch of him.
“Well….” Axel starts to say something glib, but his response is choked off as Namine’s mouth encircles his cock, swallowing him down.
Namine smiles around his cock, her tongue rasping along the thick vein on the underside, sucking as hard as she can. Her hands go to his thighs, running up and down, her fingernails leaving behind a trail of goosebumps. She moves her hands to his balls, kneading at them, taking in the weight and heat, memorizing the feel in her hands.
Axel growls, his hands pressing down on the back of her head and his hips surging forward. “Fuck, Namine…,” he growls, jerking his hips forward, his toes curling into the white marble. He doesn’t yank on Namine’s hair, but his hand goes to his own hair, and he twists and pulls on it, rocking his hips, and when Namine looks up at him, she gasps, because he looks so… beautiful it takes her breath away.
Namine sucks on him harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucks harder. She can feel him throbbing in her mouth as he gets closer, and she begins to bob her head, scraping her teeth along it, gently, so gently. She isn’t sure how long she’s been doing this, because she’s entranced with him. Entranced with the scent of his skin, the feel of it under her tongue, the way his hips are rocking and his hand is tugging on her hair.
“I’m…,” Axel gasps, and looks down at her, seeing those big blue eyes staring up at him and moaning as his cock twitches. “I’m going to cum.”
Namine keeps sucking, as hard as she can, until she feels his cock twitch again. She lets go of his cock and sits back on her heels to watch him cum, her eyes alternating between his cock and his face.
Axel gasps and groans as he cums, his cock spitting semen across his belly. Namine is watching avidly, watching the way his face is contorting and the way his hips jerk against thin air.
When Axel has come down from his orgasm, Namine leans forward and licks his belly clean, carefully and delicately. She looks up at Axel and smiles her little smile at his vaguely perplexed, vaguely exhausted expression. She kisses his belly chastely and stands up, leaning down to pick up her sketchbook and her pencils.
Axel rubs his eye with the heel of his hand, his cock still hanging out. “What… now?”
“Now…,” Namine sits on the other chair, cross legged, leaning her sketchbook across her knees, “I’m going to draw you.” With the utmost care, she selects her red pencil and presses it to the paper, making the first stroke.
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Oh man, that was hot. Thank you so much. <33
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Anon is more of a writer, but anon does draw, and holy hell this makes anon wet.
<3
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