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

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Re: After Nightfall (3/?) I suck at numbering

[anonymous]

Sora was just beginning to sink back into his mind when he heard another voice call his name.

“Riku,” he said. “I was wondering if you were gonna come out at all.” He scooted to the side to allow Riku room to sit, wincing slightly when the tree made an almost sickly sound beneath them.

“When did you get to sleep last night?” Riku waited a long time before shrugging, tilting back his head enough to slide the hair draped over his shoulder behind him.

“I don’t know. I was awake long enough to hear you get up a couple of times.” Riku paused, seeming unsure whether or not to continue. “You summoned the keyblade. Why?”

“…I don’t know. It was comforting, I guess.”

Again Riku shrugged as though to say, fair enough. Casually Sora reached out his hand to touch Riku’s, causing the older boy to smile. “I’m glad you’re here.” Sora said suddenly. Riku
thought the comment odd but chose not to say anything about it.

“It’s… kind of nice to be back.” For the first time that day, Sora cracked a smile.

“Just ‘nice’? I travel across a dozen worlds twice to track you down and all you can come up with is ‘nice’?”
Riku laughed, and the fact that he could do so with such a natural, carefree ease always came as a relief to Sora and, as she had expressed that very thought time and time again, Kairi too. That they could make each other laugh had always been, Sora thought, one of the most important aspects of their friendship. For the first time in several years, it truly hit him--he could afford to be comfortable. They could smile and laugh again. There was no reason not to, everything was okay. Neither of them knew how long it would last, but for now things were okay. “Okay, you ungrateful bastard. Let’s go home. The sun’s been beating down on my head all day and I’m getting hot.”

“Me, too.”

When the boys got back home, they went straight up to Sora’s bedroom and flopped down on the bed. “I love summer.” Sora said into his pillow before sitting up to continue coherently, “But not when the air conditioning is broken.”

Riku made an odd sort of “mmph” sound in agreement, taking his-old-usual space next to Sora on the outside of the bed. He couldn’t even count how many times he had slept next to his friend when they were small, arm dangling off the edge and nearly touching the floor, Sora sometimes falling asleep with his head on the window sill as the sight of the play island in the distance, the rhythm of the waves, the light of the moon, helped him to finally nod off. And of course, his mother scolding him in the morning because damn it, one of these days he would fall right out of the second story window and then what?

But since they’d come back Sora couldn’t sleep with the window open and Riku had nightmares and sleep talked and would roll out of bed in a panic if allowed on that side, and so Sora’s spot became Riku’s. And neither of them could really believe that they both still fit after so many years.

Riku moved closer to Sora and threw an arm over him. “You’re sweaty.” He pointed out, but it didn’t stop him from nuzzling close and laying a kiss on the shorter boy’s neck.
Sora didn’t respond to the words of affection, instead casually moving Riku away from him and swinging his legs over, planting his feet on the floor. “I should go take a shower.” He said almost apologetically as he got up, stretching, and made his way into the bathroom.

“Yeah... I’ll be here, then.” Riku replied indignantly, staring at the Sora-less space where the boy sat only thirty seconds ago.