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... )
He really, really didn’t understand why Roxas liked that ice cream so much. Sometimes he thought that just maybe Roxas liked it better than him, but then he would see Roxas sitting there, moving the stick in and out of his mouth… slowly… then faster… and then slowly again as he sucked ever so lovingly on the bar… then it didn’t bother him so much, or well, didn’t bother him in the head, though on other places of his body it bothered him quite a bit…
So when he pinned his smaller lover against the wall, recklessly attacking the curve of the neck he knew so well, he figured that this was all Roxas’s fault anyway. If he didn’t look so goddamn beautiful nibbling on that goddamn ice cream pop… well, then none of this would have happen-or was going to happen. Roxas made a protesting noise in his throat-he always protested, just to say this wasn’t any of his fault, but Axel knew better-in about three seconds he was going to start moaning back. Usually the protest was that he was tired or that he had stuff to do, but Axel could usually work that out of him in those three seconds and sure enough, Roxas stopped his little flighty motions and instead tangled on hand in Axel’s hair.
They were up against the wall, something that Axel liked more than he intended, but in order for this to work, he really needed to be back on the bed. With all craftiness, he began to angle Roxas into the bedroom, keeping his mouth fastened to the boy’s neck. He scraped his teeth gently against the skin and Roxas made an impatient throaty noise, the hand in his hair fisting harder. Well, fine. Axel bit down, sucking on his own marks, as they reached the bed. Roxas sat first, nowhere near the headboard, which was really bad for Axel’s intentions. Crouching a little bit to reach the boy’s lips, he slid his long, cool fingers up Roxas’s shirt, the fabric bunching against his wrists as he went. He slid one thumb over an already raised nipple and Roxas arched his back into the gentle touch, breaking contact with Axel’s mouth.
“Fuck Ax,” he panted, opening his eyes to peer into Axel’s. “Hurry the fuck up already.” Axel only grinned sagely, and then with an abrupt motion pushed Roxas flat against the bed, climbing to straddle him. Roxas purred his approval, and then choked when Axel grabbed him by the shoulders and shoved him up nearly to the headboard. Roxas cussed a little more, but was quieted by Axel’s hands hastily undoing his button. He pushed them down Roxas’s hips to expose his half-hard erection; a hand caused it to harden even more.
Grinning again, Axel discreetly slid Roxas’s belt from the loops and placed it carefully on of them. He then worked at his own, making sure he gnawed Roxas’s neck raw while he did it so he could put his own belt on the other side. He bit down especially hard and Roxas gasped and jerked his hips up, his cock smacking against Axel’s stomach; despite his own intentions, Axel let loose his own little outtake of air, feeling Roxas rub up against him almost desperately.
“Hurry the fuck up Axel,” Roxas panted again, wide-eyed as he reached for his own cock. Axel stopped him by shoving his hands up Roxas’s shirt and tweaking his nipples again; Roxas cussed loudly and gritted his teeth as Axel started to tug the shirt off his body. In one quickly timed movement, he had the one arm out of the shirt tied up against the bed post while Roxas flailed his other. Axel grinned manically as he pulled the shirt off Roxas’s head and then fluidly tied the other using his own belt. He jumped off the bed with the shirt before Roxas could kick him.
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“What the fuck?” Roxas roared in outrage, trying to tug his arms free, but Axel had been a Boy Scout and they knew their knots, didn’t they? It was a good thing that he was skinny enough that any belt he bought had to be looped through multiple times so this one was regular length anyway and Roxas was way cool and wore one of those dangly, ropy ones. It was great, really. He circled the bed, memorizing this picture for a second-his own cock started to throb as he saw Roxas tied up to the bed, kicking his legs a little bit and glaring, biting that pouty bottom lip.
“You’ve never looked so sexy Roxy,” he said, coming closer. Roxas only glared at him and Axel rolled his eyes; Roxas so could have fought him off if he had wanted, Roxas wanted this too probably so the glare didn’t bother him too much. He trailed a finger down Roxas’s stomach, Roxas glaring the entire way as Axel stopped short of his cock. Grabbing Roxas’s shirt, he pulled up and leaned in for a kiss. Roxas bit Axel’s lip instead and Axel merely pulled back, licking the blood. He swirled his tongue in it before coming back and this time Roxas kissed him and he tasted his own blood against Roxas’s teeth. Pulling back abruptly, he quickly tied Roxas’s shirt so that it covered his eyes.
“You motherfucker!” Roxas swore, and Axel only chuckled. “Be back in a second babe, don’t go anywhere.” Axel went directly to the kitchen, humming a little to himself as he opened the freezer. This really was all Roxas’s fault and he was about to get a taste of his own medicine.
Upon returning, he found Roxas trying to bite up at one of the bonds. Axel made a “tsk tsk” noise and swiftly went over to where Roxas had frozen in place, taking the opportunity to kiss his lips. Roxas tried to bite him again, but Axel had bitten him first, but not hard enough to draw blood, just hard enough for him to growl a little. He was completely not aroused anymore-fine, because Axel had way too many ideas anyway. He brushed his hands down Roxas’s flat stomach and Roxas jerked a little, probably because his hands were a little cold from navigating inside the freezer.
“Is this the part where you threaten my life?” Roxas said, trying to sound unamused.
Axel made a noncommittal noise. “Maybe. Not before I have my dirty way with you though.” He set the box down on the ground, hoping most of them didn’t melt before they were done. He took one out and ripped open the packaging-Roxas jerked again a little bit. “What is that?” he asked, suspiciously, his body tensing up. Axel didn’t say anything, only leaned over the bed, holding up the popsicle to his own mouth and sucking on it a little, rubbing it against his closed mouth too until his lips were cold. That done, he pressed them up against Roxas’s nipple and Roxas arched his back, tugging against the bonds wildly.
“Axel! What the hell?”
Axel purred, moving over to lick casually at the other. “Calm down baby, we haven’t even started yet.”
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Axel had very bit down on one nipple, sucking lightly and massaging the other with his cold hand. Roxas’s mouth did a little funny dance and Axel kind of wished that the blindfold wasn’t in front of his eyes, because that would have been nice to see. He trailed his cold hand down Roxas’s stomach, encircling it very briefly over Roxas’s cock, fingertips trailing lightly along the flesh until it started to become very slightly erect. He then looked over the body of his lover, trying again to memorize this instant, before sliding the cold popsicle underneath Roxas’s cock.
The noise alone that Roxas made was going to be worth the beating that Axel was going to take later. He made a happy noise in his throat as Roxas cussed, jerking wildly at the bonds. “You like?” he asked, rubbing the ice cream down the other way and Roxas cussed again, fingers clutching at nothing.
“A-a-axel, what is that?” Roxas groaned, his voice painful.
“Oh, just a little something we have lying around,” Axel said drolly, reaching over with one hand to grasp Roxas’s cock and stroke it a little. Roxas moved his hips up into the touch and Axel immediately withdrew both his hands and the ice cream, making the blonde boy writhe around on the bed. This really was turning Axel on more than he liked to admit-he hadn’t fully unbuttoned his own pants and they were becoming increasingly tight. He didn’t want to spoil anything yet though, because he still had a few other things he wanted to accomplish before the night was over and taking off his pants at this moment was probably not a very good idea.
He brought back the ice cream and worked at Roxas until he was cussing and panting, unable to keep quiet and when he brought the bar back up it was starting to get all runny. Axel considered what to do for a second, trying to ignore Roxas’s sexy little throaty sounds and contemplating what other methods of torture were in existence. He absently ran the sweating bar over Roxas’s nipples while Roxas continued to cuss, until it was running in little rivulets down Roxas’s sides.
“What the fuck is it Axel?” he demanded, and Axel could feel his body shivering from the coldness. “You better fucking tell me or I’m going to fucking kill you when you untie me.”
Axel smirked, deciding to dispose of this bar in the most obvious way possible. “Oh, it hurts me when you threaten me so much Roxas,” he said in feigned hurt. “But since you asked so nicely…” And he slid the melting thing right into Roxas’s open mouth, where Roxas choked, about to let loose another thread. Axel kept it there, unmoving, until he saw the corners of Roxas’s mouth tighten. He removed it, dragging it across Roxas’s bottom lip.
“My fucking ice cream?” Roxas gasped when he was able to talk. “You’re using my-“and Axel stuck it straight back into his mouth, slowly bringing it out and in, until he had a smooth rhythm down. He moved his other hands to wrap around Roxas’s cock, his motions mimicking each other. His pants were still bothering him and he swallowed hard, trying to remember that he was trying to punish Roxas here. When he saw that the bar was almost gone, he removed both his hand and popsicle stick, getting up off the bed to retrieve another.
“Axel,” Roxas moaned. “Axel, come on I, I, I’m so… fucking...”
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That said, Axel again ran the bar underneath Roxas’s cock and Roxas bucked up so hard the mattress squeaked. He was hissing through his teeth, his hands clutching at nothing and Axel just stopped for a second, watching his thrashing younger lover on the bed before removing the bar long enough for Roxas to stop bucking and continue panting. The bar still wasn’t as sufficiently melted as he would have liked, but he wasn’t sure how much longer Roxas was going to take this punishment lightly. Resolutely, he wrapped one hand around the blue stick and slid his hand up and down until the blue sticky mess was thoroughly coating his fingers.
“You’re going to need to relax, babe.”
“Bite me,” Roxas hissed, immediately tensing up.
“Eh, you might like this better.” He prodded at Roxas’s legs until Roxas obliged and shifted so they were opened a little bit more. Still expecting a swift kick to the head in retaliation, he quickly lowered his sticky, wet fingers to Roxas’s entrance and pushed gently. When Roxas made a startled noise, Axel replied, “I told you that you need to relax.”
“Fuck you,” Roxas said, sounding needy and wanting, his body sloping downward as his tensed muscles relaxed.
“Good boy,” Axel murmured, knowing how irked Roxas would get when he said that, but he pushed one finger in the next moment and Roxas only made a little helpless noise. Axel made a throaty noise of his own, stopping the will to roll his hips forwards. Instead, he slid his finger in and out for a little bit, having to calm himself down when he saw how Roxas kept shivering. “Take a breath, baby,” he advised a few moments before he added a second finger, rotating and exploring the soft, suffocating heat a little more deeply. Roxas made a strangled noise in his throat and bucked his hips up again as Axel’s fingers finally found and pushed onto that very sensitive spot he’d been looking for.
“Nope, never seen you look hotter.” Axel brought the now dripping bar lower, where it sweated blue and stained the white sheets. They needed new sheets anyway, though, and in any case, this was so totally going to be worth it. “Now, before anything else happens, remember, I love you. And this is your own fault.”
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“Deep breath,” Axel warned, and in one fluid movement pushed the blue stick into Roxas’s body. Roxas’s breath let in a great outtake of air and he gave a little cry, his hands forming into balls.
“Ax-el, I’m going to fucking, fucking, fuccck-“
“Mm, that’s right baby. Feels good, doesn’t it?” Axel couldn’t stop the own movements of his hips and he wished he could jerk his own pants off, but this punishment wasn’t going to last for much longer. With his other hand he grabbed Roxas’s cock and started to pump, timing his actions so that the ice cream slid into Roxas’s opening while his hand slid up and down his cock. His noises increased steadily, the intense cold, dripping sensation turning him on more than he thought was possible.
Axel shoved the stick up further than before, his fingers sliding up and down perfectly, and a second later Roxas was shouting, coming fast and hard. Axel closed his eyes, shuddering as he heard Roxas moan his name in one long, withdrawn breath. He was going to need his own relief in just a few minutes but he milked Roxas’s orgasm as long as he could, finally releasing Roxas’s cock when he heard his lover’s ragged breathing. He carefully removed the now melted ice cream, stashing it the box and untying Roxas’s arms so that they flopped to the bed.
In a couple of seconds after he regained his breath, Roxas was probably going to come after him but this was a time to savor. Climbing up to him carefully, he tugged off the blindfold and immediately kissed Roxas’s sweaty cheek, nuzzling up to him in a peace offering. Roxas made a little impatient, annoyed noise but his eyes were still all unfocused and half-lidded, so he didn’t protest too much.
“You had that coming,” Axel purred, rubbing his head into Roxas’s hairline. “You know you did. You just sit there and move that ice cream and it turns me on every time.”
“Well, I wish I had known that, I would have done it a lot sooner,” Roxas mumbled, as Axel finally started to massage his own erection. “You do know why I like it, right?”
“Hmm? No, I don’t. It’s disgusting, actually.”
Roxas made a funny little laughing noise, a smile tugging at his features as he heard Axel’s zipper come down. “It tastes just like you, you know.”
“Huh? It tastes just like…”
And whatever erection Axel had formerly been feeling, it disappeared as he processed just what exactly Roxas was telling him.
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Yes! Origonal anon here! Thank you SO much! You don;t know how much I've wanted this done~! :D
ThankyouThankyouThankyou~<3
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I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks that Roxas and his love of ice cream is obviously saying something. :D
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