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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“But Ri-ku,” he said, drawing the name out tauntingly as he pulled down the other’s pants and boxers. “I thought you wanted it. Why else would you kiss me?”
The boy stiffened underneath him, and hissed some embarrassed sort of excuse. Something about, ‘not like this,’ but Roxas didn’t care. He picked up an empty bottle, instead, examining the long, dirty neck of it. Perfect. “Open your mouth,” he ordered, smirking as the boy did so, seemingly without thinking. He wondered if the Superior’s Heartless might have used Riku like this, or perhaps IV or V or VI. “Lick this,” he said, sliding the bottle neck deep into Riku’s mouth, ignoring how it made the other gag. “Or it’ll hurt more.”
He imagined empty eye sockets going wide, or frustrated tears welling up in - brown? Green? He didn’t know. He would soon, though. He gave Riku a few moments, before drawing out the bottle. It was slick and Roxas guessed that maybe there had been some experience in Riku’s past.
“Were you asking for it then, too?” he asked, totally unaware of how little sense the question made to Riku. “But I guess you didn’t steal their kisses.”
“You’re crazy,” Riku insisted. He wasn’t angry, not just then - he was starting to panic. He could feel the bottle, pressed against his entrance, and something in his stomach seemed to flip. “I didn’t, I don’t want-“
But he was distracted by gloved fingers forcing themselves down his throat and the bottle shoving into him. It burned - the spit-for-lube did nearly nothing - and he bit down on bitter, dirty leather. Roxas was spread over him, one hand pumping the bottle, his mouth on Riku’s throat and clavicle, another hand working as a gag. He was grinning, Riku would have bet his life on it, and how he wanted to get the Nobody back, for the horrible pain and for making his desperate, lonely kiss into this.
It seemed to go on for ages, except that Roxas couldn’t deny how much he was getting off on having his opponent trapped beneath him, and suddenly the bottle was replaced by the Nobody’s erection. Riku barely noticed the change - it all hurt, and he was focused on forcing himself not to cry, or to scream.
Roxas had forced Riku onto his knees, but as the blond came closer to climaxing, he forced himself to pull out. He undid the bindings, and flipped Riku onto his back. There was no resistance when he entered this time, just a miserable, pained groan in the back of Riku’s throat, and what might have been a plea for him to stop. The Nobody didn’t know, or care. His hands were on the other’s throat again, rendering Riku helpless, and his mouth was on the pale lips. He knew he was kissing too hard, almost fucking the other’s mouth, but it was alright, because it felt wonderful as he finally came.
He pulled out, and would have left the other alone to gasp breath in, or to die, or whatever, if not for the blindfold. He crouched over Riku’s chest, and cautiously trailed his fingers over the fabric. There wasn’t any resistance this time. So he pulled it off, to reveal eyes that were…
Blue. That was all. Light blue eyes that were half-shut, and blurred with tears. But they might have been defiant, too, and it made Roxas laugh…and made him want more. So he took Riku’s still-gloved hands and tied them to the floor, and, before he kissed his opponent sweetly on the cheek, he promised he’d be back.
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