Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme

[kokanshu]

KINGDOM HEARTS KINK MEME

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

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[anonymous]

Anon discovered this randomly, and felt inspired.

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He was not certain how long it had been going on. It had long since become a blur of outrage that they would do such a thing, shame that he had allowed them to fall so far, and the pain that had since dulled. That was not a good sign, the scientist in him had reminded him.

They had been taking turns, which meant it had to have been going on for several hours now. Braig had argued loudly that Aeleus should be made to wait, so that the rest of them could at least feel something before the largest of them got his turn. That was how it had started, Aeleus patiently helping Dilan restrain him there on a table in their lab. He found himself wondering if Even's clinical preparation was an attempt at mercy, or simple force of habit. Always the meticulous scientist, Even.

Xehanort had been the first, thrusting in lazily. He took his time, unconcerned with the other men waiting for their turn. It had not been the brutality he expected, but somehow it made it worse. It seemed he no longer mattered enough for his traitorous apprentice to even bother.

Braig had not disappointed in that regard, at least. The scarred man had been cruel, taking his pleasure with sharp thrusts and too much talking. Was it good? Wasn't he proud how his 'children' had finally surpassed him? As a final insult, one last bit of salt in the wounds, he'd pulled out and spilled his release across his former master's face.

Dilan had taken his turn next, and he'd been certain to make it hurt. It was not the frantic, rough pace the prior traitor had set. Instead, he took his time with it and seemed to focus on finding new ways to make it hurt. His words, whispered low enough that the others could not hear, were the proverbial twisting of the blade in his gut. They had betrayed him because he was weak and naive, an old fool unworthy of ruling.

Even had scowled at the mess, lifting his chin with a look colder than any he'd even seen the man wear. Disgusting, he had sniffed, scowling at being forced to wait so long before his own turn. Instead of taking him as the others had, the scientist had produced a gag from a nearby drawer and fitted it into his mouth without a word. It stretched his mouth wide, forcing his jaw completely open and allowed Even to take his pleasure without fear of teeth. In the end, he'd been forced to swallow or choke on the other man's release. Only when he had cleaned himself off and straightened his clothing had he bothered to remove the gag.

Aeleus, who had always seemed so honorable and true, took his turn last. Even with the abuse his body had endured from the others, it hurt when he thrust in. Little surprise that the man was large everywhere. He had taken to it like any other duty, at a steady pace that others might mistake for slow. But each thrust was powerful enough to make the table creak, and he took his time in finishing.

But the systematic violation by the men he had once trusted was not the worst of it. That he was certain they would kill him when they finished was not the worst of it. The knowledge of what they would likely do in his name, once he was gone....that was not what bothered him most of all.

No, it was what the sixth and youngest of the group had done. Ienzo had taken a seat on the table beside his own, legs dangling over the edge. As each of his co-conspirators had taken their turn with him, the child had sat mere feet away. He had watched, expression never wavering from a detached sort of curiosity. It reminded him of the way the boy he had adopted as his own would sometimes watch insects in the garden. Sometimes, he had let them go after observing them. But more often in these last few weeks, he had crushed them once he grew bored with his observation.

Ansem, soon-to-be-former king of Radiant Garden, could not help but feel that he was about to share that same fate.

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Anon hopes you like. This is my first attempt at writing anything like this, especially anything porny.