Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme
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 ( 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... )
Sephiroth liked men with shining, silver hair and wide blue eyes. He liked to card his hands through their hair, gently, gently, before fisting his fingers in the strands and forcing lips to stretch wide over the head of his fat cock. He liked to keep them, pretty souvenirs of conquests, tied up in the basement of his town house in the middle of downtown.
Sephiroth liked danger. He liked when his pretty silver boys would fight and kick and scream until he’d broken them and they lay, glassy-eyed, on the rough cement of the basement and unable to do anything but just fucking take it.
Most of all, though, Sephiroth liked to watch. He liked to see blue eyes widen and lose control, thighs twitching and pearly white come dripping down pale skin.
He couldn’t afford to take his toys out very often; he had a tendency to break them beyond repair, he couldn’t control himself, but he always wanted wanted wanted. And the more toys he had, the more often he could play.
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Sephiroth had a tendency to find men with silver hair and fuck them raw and sloppy and dig his fingers into knife wounds while coming and dispose of the charred remains in rivers and dumpsters. He didn’t mean to kill them; but he had to have them indisposed enough to stick his dick in if they didn’t want it. And they never did.
He was told a few times that he had something wrong with him, but he didn’t see it. He just wanted and needed and took, that was all. Besides, he could always shut these boys up with a dry rag and the threat of a knife at their throats.
Eventually, though, Sephiroth figured out how to keep the boys. He spent months remodeling his home, making the basement roof and walls and windows soundproofed, grinning as he set manacles into the walls.
The first time he tried was a disaster; but he figured it was because he didn’t really want the dude, with his pale blond hair and obnoxious sobs. He was too excited about his new playthings, wanted to try it out too badly, didn’t wait for something he really reallyreally wanted. It didn’t surprise him when he killed the man, or when he couldn’t get the blood out of the rough concrete.
The second time, though - the second time was perfect. Sephiroth found Kuja in an alley, driving his thumbs into someone’s eyes because ‘That dumb fucking cunt doesn’t deserve to look at my beauty; and if she can’t have me, she might as well fucking die.’ He seemed wild, eyes flashing with a violent insanity that made Sephiroth salivate like one of Pavlov’s dogs.
Sephiroth stroked his skin, pet at his jaw and abdomen until the wily spit-fire came home with him and the older man learned about his cultured, cooly-calm side; the side that hid that desperate, fiery insanity. Sephiroth fucked him slowly, savouring the feeling of muscles slowly clenching around him and low moans and thin fingers fisting in his own hair; he savoured the feeling of being wanted.
Kuja didn’t try to leave for 6 days. 6 full days of slow, careful sex; where Sephiroth didn’t have to worry about hurrying, about being caught, about being overpowered. When the slim male tried to leave, tried to walk out the door, Sephiroth was ready. Snarling, he grabbed the boy by his smooth, silver hair (the hair he cherished and loved so very, very much) and jabbed the head of a syringe into his neck. Kuja struggled, kicked and screamed and let some of that glorious insanity out before his eyes started drooping and he fell limp.
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After that, his toys were a breeze. Yazoo was a quiet street kid, one who like to get sauced on cocaine and watch the stars while his dealers fucked him against buildings. Yazoo’s withdrawal made Sephiroth so hard that he ended up fucking Kuja and Kadaj into the floor while watching the other boy writhe and scream for a hit, pleasegodpleasejustone. Loz was an unemployed college drop out, drinking tequila from a flask and crying, glaring at anyone who looked at him the wrong way. He was strong, though; his arms and torso and legs padded with thick muscle. Sephiroth liked to tie him up and make him beg until he cried (which, in all fairness, wasn’t all that hard to do).
When he had broken his toys in to his satisfaction, he tested them; leaving them in various places in the city with nothing but the clothes on their backs, waiting for them to return to the townhouse. They did, all of them; crawling to him and kissing his feet like he was a king, the centre of their entire worlds. His basement was left empty, his four toys allowed to roam the house (as he was certain they wouldn’t leave). Sephiroth was happy with his little silver harem.
And then he found the twins. He saw them walking together, talking in low, amused voices. Sephiroth had never seen twins so absolutely identical before, and this fact paired with long, silver hair and wide-set, aqua eyes made him shiver with want.
Once he took them, both stinking drunk at a party on the college campus, he waited over a year to have them, until the missing signs were covered up with other flyers about concerts and yoga classes. The entire time, he took his other toys to the soundproofed basement and bid them to put on a show, night after night; all the while convincing the boys that they weren’t related, no - Rep was a clone of Riku and them touching each other was just a form of masturbation. Sephiroth made sure that they were teased until hard, unbearably hard, and would take the other boys upstairs and leave the brothers to relieve themselves in humiliated silence.
He kept a close eye on his other boys, making sure none of them took pity on the twins and relieved any of their sexual tension. Yazoo was the worst, he looked at them with sad, sympathetic eyes; and Sephiroth had caught him more than once with the brothers sliding in and out of the older boy’s ass and mouth.
It took 817 days until the twins finally finally finally broke; Sephiroth and Loz came back to the house, arms full of groceries, and found Riku fucking his brother so hard he was being pushed across the rough cement, palms and knees scraped raw and moaning deep in the back of his throat. The other two smirked at them from across the room, teasing each others hard cocks with feather-light touches.
The brothers were soon unshackled and allowed to move about the house, constantly draped around each other.
Sephiroth didn’t think he could get any luckier for the rest of his godforsaken life.
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Sephiroth lay back on his bed, custom made for the seven of them to sleep comfortably on, and watched his toys play with a lazy smirk. He trailed fingers down his abdomen, gently fisting his own erection while grinning at the hungry eyes watching him - he had ordered them not to touch him until he conceded.
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Rep had Riku bent over, holding his arms back and ramming into his brother, eyes darkening as he watched Riku catch Yazoo’s lips, cannibalizing each other’s groans of pleasure. They moved as a unit, as a well-trained troupe - each toy took and gave and it was enough to make Sephiroth’s fist tighten around his own cock. The eldest male’s dick twitched as Riku keened, pulling one arm out of his twin’s grip to reach for the nearest bottle of lube. Sephiroth watched in interest as the boy clumsily used one hand to pour the liquid on his hand and down Kadaj’s ass crack, pushing two fingers inside and making Kadaj moan around Yazoo’s dick.
Rep saw what Riku was doing and released his other arm, wrapping one arm around his chest to hold his brother up and one hand around his leaking erection, squeezing hard on the upstroke and rolling the pad of his thumb over the head, spreading pre-come down the hard length. After a quick reposition, the twins were on their knees, Rep still twitching his hips to push his cock into Riku, and Riku had pulled Kadaj off Yazoo. His fingers still inside Kadaj, and he had thrust his hot dick against Kadaj’s, which made the older man push his hips hard against the other’s, rubbing roughly against the other. Riku’s other hand slipped around their two dicks, squeezing and tugging until they had met their completion. Once the other two had come, panting hard and moans erupting from their throats, Rep pushed Riku down, on top of Kadaj, and fucked him so hard that the friction burned, seared across his length. He came with a grunt, filling his twin up to the brim, and proceeded to spread his moaning brother’s ass and clean him out with his mouth.
Yuja had fit two fingers, along with his tongue, into Yazoo’s softened hole, his other hand reaching between the quiet man’s legs and teasing the head of his impossibly hard cock. Yazoo keened quietly, biting into his bottom lip. Kadaj, Rep, and Riku were in a lazy dog pile; Riku had flipped his twin to the bottom and pressed his tongue into his mouth, tangling their legs and kissing slowly, sloppily. Kadaj had been licking at Rep’s neck until Yazoo made that slight sound; he pulled himself onto shaky knees and made to wrap his mouth around that swollen length.
“Don’t.” Sephiroth’s voice was low and rough and husky; Kadaj just smirked and lay back down on the floor with the twins, necking against Rep and tweaking Riku’s nipples. Loz had one hand flying across Yuja’s cock and one pulling and pushing the other’s hips into his lap, over his dick. Loz forced Yuja’s orgasm from him with a choked cry, dropping his hands from Yazoo and clutching Loz’s thighs as the thickly muscled man pumped his come into him. Yazoo was left standing, shaking from need, hand moving to grasp his own arousal when-
“Yazoo, come here,” Sephiroth’s voice cut through the air, voice demanding but tender. The boy scrambled across the bed, over Sephiroth’s legs, and dropping onto a pre-lubed length. Yazoo let out a tiny sigh before he was promptly thrown back and pounded into, his pleasure only known through the tiny gasps emitting from his throat on each thrust and the twisting of his features.
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Sephiroth fell forward after pulling out, rolling off the heaving boy with his other toys immediately moved to clean them off. He watched the toys move, slow with their post-orgasm highs, and settle in to sleep. Rep and Riku, as always, were wrapped up in each other; the other four dropped where ever they were and curled against the nearest warm body. Sephiroth smirked while watching his toys, put his hands behind his head, and dropped off to sleep.
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I applaud you, anon, truly, even if I'm not the requester.
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