Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme

[kokanshu]

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

Comments

A guy and a girl walk into a bar... [6/?]

[anonymous]

She shook her head, hand reaching out for Zidane’s tail. She sucked on it lightly, tasting herself on the wet fur along with the smallest hint of copper. His tail tasted a bit like… well, wet fur, if she wanted to be honest. It was a deep taste and slightly musky, not entirely pleasant. She removed all hints of herself from the limb and relinquished it back to its owner.

“Let’s keep going,” she requested, touching her own breast and massaging it absently. “I feel like I’m about to burst.”

Zidane nodded, shrugging off his pants. He then retrieved the condom and tore it open with a practiced tug. Kairi watched as he rolled it over his member, marveling at how big it looked in comparison to his tail. She was grateful he’d remembered the condom - the way she was thinking right now she’d forgotten about it and wouldn’t that have been an unhappy accident.

Thus prepared, Zidane tossed the wrapper and positioned Kairi first, angling her hips upward and resting her butt on a handy pillow. This granted him easy access and he wasted hardly any time, pressing his cock against her entrance. “Still time to say no,” he offered.

“Shut up and fuck me,” Kairi ordered.

“Yes, ma’am,” Zidane chuckled. He eased in, groaning at the heat wrapping around the head of his cock. He didn’t lose himself to the sensation, however, mindful of Kairi’s tender state. Kairi tensed up around him with every glorious inch until he was buried fully. It took all his willpower not to just start pounding away and Kairi writhing under him wasn’t helping.

“So big,” she moaned, knees squeezing his waist. “So good!” She felt full to the brim, her entire lower body a giant oven that felt as if it could overheat at any moment. Her hands kept kneading her breasts, the pleasure from that combined with Zidane making her feel dizzy.

“I’m gonna start moving now,” the blonde warned, bracing himself with one hand on the blankets next to Kairi. The other went to take over for one of her hands on her breast, massaging the soft mound with gentle fingers. Kairi couldn’t answer, so wrapped up in pleasure she was, and Zidane made good on his warning. He started with slow thrusts, agonizingly slow that seemed to go on forever in and even longer out. Kairi moaned, her head tossing restlessly on the pillow. Her messy red hair was incredibly arousing and Zidane felt himself twitch at the sight. Kairi felt the twitch inside her and moaned even louder.

Slowly, ever so slowly Zidane picked up the pace. It was such a gradual transition that she couldn’t name when his thrusts went from slow and gentle to fast and not-so-gentle. He wasn’t being as rough as he could be, but the pace was more than satisfying enough for him. Each stroke sent a wave of pleasure up his spine and he grunted in pleasure.

Kairi thought she was going to break apart from the pleasure. Every thrust struck something inside her that was electrified, a jolt of pleasure rushing through each time. Soon it was a near-constant wave and she was almost screaming her pleasure to the room. Her hands gripped Zidane’s arms, her bedspread, her own breasts, anything to try and ground her into reality.