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

Untraceable.

[anonymous]

The lightswitch clicks, the lights flicker, hesitant to show the mess in the room within. He lifts his head, dizzy from the sudden brightening in the room, the sight of his captor making him whimper, his body too weak all of a sudden. The smile on the boy's face is soft, gentle, not right, as thought it was cut from someone else's mouth and pasted onto his own. His shoes click almost rhythmically on the floor, his heels keeping in time with the redhead's slow heartbeat, his slightly panicked wheezing. He says nothing - he never says anything at first, and it drives him crazier than it should. The smile turns cold on the face of porcelain, before a hand reaches out, stroking his own sharp, angular cheek for a moment before drawing back and slapping him, leaving a cruel, angry mark that will surely be there for a few days.

" Axel. Look at me. "

Axel winces as he meets the icy blue eyes that never seem to change, his face twitching as he lifts his hand, expecting another slap. The blond looks almost innocently startled for a moment, looking at the leather-clad hand that belonged to him as though he'd never seen it before in his life. " Oh no, you have grown scared of my hand, liebhaber? " The man's voice is a low purr, a seductive, heavily-accented voice that drove him wild. He preferred the silence to his voice, to a point, because it was just the thing that turned him on, even after all the abuse dealt out by it, the hateful words that came spewed from that mouth. Another slap has him attentive, weary green eyes wide and staring, direct eye contact - just like he liked. " It seems you have. You poor, poor man. " He coos, loosening the restraints from Axel's wrists, watching him slide against the wall and slump onto the wooden floor, the epitome of a broken man. The shorter male's face seemed to twitch a moment, a look of sympathy in his dead eyes. " Ohhh, nein, nein, liebhaber, there will be no pain for you today, unless you do not follow what I say. Do not act as though I have put the weight of the world upon your shoulders! " The blond reaches into his pocket, producing a battered-looking black and red cellphone and flipping it open, looking over the screen. " Thirteen missed calls. Eight voicemail messages. " He shakes his head, kicking away Axel's hand as he reaches for his phone. " Nein. It is pathetic. Most are from your brother and your friends. " He shakes his head again, clucking his tongue in disapproval.

" But, ah, perhaps, since you've been so good, I'll call them, hmn? " Roxas seems to search for a long time for Axel's home number, setting it on a nearby table, no doubt covering the bottom with his half-dried blood still splattered on the table. He presses the call button and slowly undoes his pants, checking the tight knot at the back of Axel's skull, making sure it keeps the gag tight and the redhead silent. " You know what to do. " Axel whimpers softly, sitting up on his knees and carefully wrapping his fingers around the younger boy's length, his eyes locking with his captor's almost desperately as he began to pump. He groans just as the phone ceases it's ringing, a tired-worn out voice answering. " Hello? " Axel's resolve breaks, muffled sobs coming loose as he jerks the cruel, nameless man off. The voice on the other line is silent for a second, the confusion obvious in the answering male's voice. " .. Axel? A-Axel, is that you, yo?! Where are you?! Are you hurt?! " The redhead cries harder, screams as loud as his tired lungs can, to no avail. The man towering over him groans, thrusting his cock into Axel's face, splattering his face with ribbons of spunk as the man on the phone spurts questions, panicking. Axel falls without the blond's legs to support him, whimpering pathetically, feeling the shame wash over him in waves as he hears that cool crisp voice reply to the yelling on the phone. He can [hear the smirk in his voice.

" Your brother is very good at giving handjobs. "

Click.

Re: Untraceable.

[anonymous]

Not OP, but damn. Never been much into this kind of things, but damn. Very impressive, really good job.