Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme
KINGDOM HEARTS KINK MEME
Indexed at kh-kinkmeme
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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... )
Distantly, Sora hears the soft pop as the lube is undone and without being told he shifts onto his knees, boot-clad legs shifting apart as he sinks down onto his elbows. They alternate a lot, both positions and who tops; it’s not that Sora doesn’t enjoy being the one to fuck Axel, it’s just that he likes it oh-so-much more when it’s Axel sinking into him. “You look so good,” Axel says, his voice a little rough as he leans over the brunet, reaching around to stroke his cock with one hand and press one lube-slick finger against Sora’s ass, stretching him out as quickly and gently as he knows how. The thought that the stains of lube and come might ruin the outfit doesn’t cross their minds- Sora’s too busy grinding back on the fingers and then pushing into Axel’s hand, and Axel’s too busy watching how utterly hot his boyfriend is when he’s like this.
When it’s three fingers in and Sora’s making those desperate little noises that mean he’s close, Axel pulls back and then wastes no time in pressing forward and in, a soft, ragged groan spilling from the brunet’s lips at the stretch and burn. They have less than an hour, Axel reminds himself, hands sliding over whatever tanned flesh he can as he slides in and out of Sora with small thrusts, angling his hips to get those sexy throaty moans he loves so much. All too soon, Sora thinks, he’s riding the edge and all it takes is one touch of Axel’s hand, curling around his cock with his thumb brushing over the swollen, damp head and he’s gone, muffling his cry into the pillow as Axel speeds up. The sound of flesh hitting flesh fills the apartment, Sora letting out soft noises with each withdraw and push. “N-nhh, Axel,” he breathes, pushing his hips back to meet each thrust, relieved when Axel bends over him, molding himself to Sora’s back and mouthing his name against the nape of his neck as he comes.
They’re sweaty and exhausted when it’s over, and Sora notes with vague satisfaction that the outfit is pretty well ruined unless it’s washed and the party is too soon for this to happen. They separate themselves from each other with the minimum amount of effort, both of them stripping away their clothes and then showering fairly quickly with minimum touching which is rare for them. Axel’s already in the process of getting dressed when Roxas lifts up his dirty costume, shrugging helplessly in a ‘well, what can you do?’ kind of way; the redhead goes and smashes his hopes in two little words.
“Nice try,” Axel drawled, gesturing out to the living room where yet another outfit was laying out- the 50% off tags he’d seen in the trash earlier make sense now, Sora thinks with a groan. His head connects with the wall, and behind him, Axel’s snickering openly, reminding him they only have a few minutes before the party. Revenge, Sora swears, working on putting the new outfit on, glaring daggers at his grinning boyfriend. Revenge will be sweet.
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