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... )
“Aren’t you cute,” Roxas muttered, and Oathkeeper materialized in his hand, solid and cool. “One down, four to go. Which next, Ri~ku?” The blond stalked forward, swinging up sharply, deflecting Oblivion and reaching out, grabbing Riku by the throat, pinning him to a freakishly large tree, smirking. “VIII wouldn’t tell me anything. I know the Superior won’t tell me anything, so that leaves you. You won’t tell me why you’re chasing me, why you’re so intent on bring-” Roxas choked, cursing as he was kneed straight in the stomach, the older boy taking the advantage and slamming his free hand out into his jaw, sending him sprawling back, stumbling. “Fucking hell-stop!.”
Riku froze abruptly in place once more, angry he hadn’t pressed further with his advantage when he had the chance to. Footsteps were heard again, from off to the right this time, following the sound of Roxas getting to his feet and Oblivion was taken from his hand once more, both Keyblades let go of for a while. “I don’t really think that taste or smell need to go,” Roxas said thoughtfully, the trace of anger from before having leaked from his voice, reaching up and brushing some stray strands of hair behind Riku’s ear, tapping a finger against his lips lightly. “That leaves hearing, and touching. Which to go next…?”
Trying to fight the spell with every inch of his body, Riku slammed up against the mental walls, trying to break them down, failing however, the magic far too strong. This wasn’t like a fight against Darkness; which meant that it wasn’t, he realized, something that he could win like that. Roxas was so very similar to Sora in ways, and it seemed that his determination had carried over with a lack of remorse, something that set them vastly apart.
“You’re thinking so hard I can nearly hear you,” Roxas said with a small smirk, drawing back. “Now, touching, I think would be a little hard.” He reached out, unzipping the zipper to Riku’s coat, moving Riku’s body so that he could slide the jacket off and let it pool to the ground, fingering the edge of Riku’s shirt, fingers tracing bare skin lightly, just skimming along the edge of his pants. “All it leaves is hearing.”
The air snapped tight for a moment, and abruptly, Roxas pulled the freezing spell off again. Startled, not expecting that the blond would let him go again, Riku tensed, stepping to the side abruptly, feet tangling in his discarded jacket, stumbling and falling to his knees, jerking as he felt Roxas’ hand curl around his upper arm, keeping him from falling all the way. “That was ever so graceful,” Roxas said dryly, yanking him back and to the ground, kicking his legs apart and summoning Oblivion, pressing it to Riku’s throat before he could do anything. “You’re going to tell me why you’re so intent on chasing me.”
Riku’s eyes went narrow; he wasn’t going to be intimidated by him, not by Sora’s Nobody. “You’re delusional,” he muttered back, not sure where exactly he would aim, but lashing out all the same, landing a solid kick in Roxas’ thigh, and scrambling to his hands and knees, then his feet, stumbling away after kicking his coat from his path. He could hear Roxas’ curse from behind him as he reached out, using his hands to find his way, cursing himself for getting into this situation; if Roxas won, he couldn’t ever save Sora.
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Tripping over what he assumed was a vine, Riku cursed, biting his tongue as he fell to his knees, realizing that he’d made too much noise. He got up as quickly as he could, trying to listen for Roxas’ footsteps, trying to make sure he stayed at least a few feet ahead, not willing to use his own powers, not right now. They could do more harm than good, and he didn’t want to accidentally lose control and kill the only thing that could help Sora.
“Here kitty kitty, let’s play,” Roxas purred out, walking leisurely, hearing the crunch of leaves under Riku’s feet. “There’s this fun little spell I worked on learning while everyone at the castle was asleep. It keeps the owner deaf for a short while; it’s how I’ve found all sorts of useful little tidbits in their rooms. Sadly, it doesn’t have an actual name, but it works just as well. And let’s add some silence to that too.”
Having barely a second to think, Riku let out a hoarse noise as his head pounded suddenly, sharply, and he realized after a stunned second, that he couldn’t hear or speak for that matter. He could feel the ground under him, solid and bumpy, but he couldn’t hear the footsteps he made, and worse, couldn’t hear the ones that Roxas made. Well and truly screwed, he realized with a shiver, pressing close to the large blades of grass that formed a weird kind of wall, spitting out the blood that had gathered in his mouth from the bite to his tongue, and promptly ran face-first into something solid, (blond and pissed too, Riku was willing to bet as he was knocked down, a boot pressed to his throat to keep him there). “Fucking coward,” Riku said, though he couldn’t hear his own voice anymore, just feeling the vibrations in his body. “You--”
“You’re not helpful at all,” Roxas muttered, stuffing something into Riku’s mouth-his glove, the older teen realized after a moment, gasping around it as the boot was removed from his throat, reaching a hand up to pull the gag out only to let out a hoarse, silent cry as Oblivion was shoved into the ground, the two points digging into the ground, cutting into the skin around his wrist just barely, keeping his one arm pinned there. If he pulled up, he knew he’d risk a nasty cut, but he didn’t know what would happen if he didn’t fight.
Panting shallowly around the gag, Riku tried as hard as he could to listen, trying to figure out what was going on, his left hand clenching and unclenching in the grass, pulling handfuls of it out. Hands went to his legs, and he jerked, startled when a weight was lowered down on him; Roxas straddling his hips, pushing up his shirt and evidently getting annoyed when it bunched up under his arms, because a few moments later it was being cut off, the simple black material falling off to his sides. The contrast of the coolness of the grass and the heat of Roxas’ hands was almost startling; he’d half expected them to be cold as they trailed lightly down his sides. They were rough from wielding the Keyblade, though not nearly as much as Riku’s or probably even Sora’s himself, the two of them having years of practice that had hardened their hands greatly.
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Riku’s hands curled into fists as he felt Roxas’ chest vibrate with a soft laugh, obviously amused at his displeasure, hot breath ghosting over one nipple, teeth biting at it sharply when Riku arched up, trying to get him off. The silenced whine that would have escaped him if he wasn’t Silenced wasn’t right, Riku thought, because he shouldn’t be…his body shouldn’t enjoy this at all. It wasn’t…it wasn’t Sora, it wasn’t right if it wasn’t Sora. And…and he knew that he didn’t have a right to imagine Sora like this, not when he’d betrayed Sora so greatly, but--
Drawing in a ragged breath, Riku reached out with one hand, groping aimlessly until he tangled it in Roxas’ hair, jerking at it and getting another sharp bite, this time to his other nipple, for his trouble. The message was clear, hands to yourself even if there was no way in hell he was going to follow it. Not when he could feel the hands moving to his pants, unsnapping them easily, tugging at them no matter how much he kicked and jerked at Roxas’ hair, eyes wide and unseeing.
Oblivion was jerked away abruptly, the edge of the blade nicking his wrist, and Riku instantly ripped the gag out, dragging in large gulps of air while he still could, tossing the glove away as far as possible just to be an ass. It did no good, however, the blond’s slender, rough hands shifting him abruptly, forcing him onto his stomach and jerking his hips up, his ass bared. Silence was starting to wear off, he realized. Either that, or Roxas was removing it because abruptly, he found himself able to speak once more (even if he couldn’t hear it), letting out a sharp, startled cry as something was pushed inside him.
Displeased with the reaction, Roxas drew his finger out, reaching around in his pockets for a potion, discarding his jacket when he was done with it and landing a solid smack on Riku’s ass when the older teen tried to turn around, hands curled into fists. Indignant-he wasn’t a fucking child-- Riku thrashed again, stilling instantly at the press of two fingers just barely to his entrance, the warning obvious as they were without any kind of slickness. Rummaging around in his pockets once more, Roxas set the potion down and drew out two long cords of fabric, using one to bind Riku’s wrists tightly, using the other to tie around his eyes. Riku didn’t understand the second part; he was already blind, so why the blindfold?
Realization hit him a moment later when Blind started to wear off; Roxas was mocking him, because even if he wasn’t hindered by the spell, he was still just as weak, being held back by a thin piece of cloth. Hands bound together in front of him, instead of behind, thankfully, Riku stiffened and jerked, trying to escape the invasion of the finger back inside him, slick this time, coated in something that tingled fiercely a not-so-unpleasant sensation, disgustingly enough. “Why?” Riku finally demanded with a hoarse noise when a second finger was pushed in quickly, the sensation making his fingers dig into the ground, his eyes watering. It did no good to ask questions, he knew, but to give the words breath at least made him feel a bit less helpless.
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Wrist flicking slowly with each stroke of Riku’s cock, Roxas curled three fingers back inside Riku, pressing and stretching, eyes widening when Riku let out a startled, low whine, hips jerking forward and breathing going ragged. “W-what--” Riku managed, fingers scratching at the ground as Roxas pushed against whatever it was that made Riku react like that. What the hell was that in him; this wasn’t supposed to feel…feel like that, not at all.
Abruptly, whatever spell that had been making him deaf was ripped away, leaving his ears ringing, his head aching, and Roxas’ low laugher echoing hauntingly. “They say,” Roxas said fingers rubbing that spot, soft little noises dropping from Riku’s lips, unable to hold them back. “They say that a normal human who is deprived of their most important senses for too long will start to panic and hurt themselves on accident. If left far too long, they start to go mad.” Roxas withdrew his hand from Riku’s cock, reaching around and pressing precome-slick fingers to his mouth, forcing them in, shivering at the sensation of Riku’s tongue hesitantly sliding over them. “I wonder what you’d look like, being insane.”
Riku spit Roxas’ fingers out, back arching abruptly when the fingers withdrew then pushed back in sharply, the other hand going back to his cock, jerking him off again. “Didn’t know i-insane had a look, though I imagine it’d m-ma-ahhh-match yours--”
“That’s enough then,” Roxas said in return, drawing his fingers back after undoing his pants to bring out his own erection. He reached for the potion again, drizzling some of it on his cock, stroking it absently, leaning forward a little to press the tip of his cock to Riku’s ass, pausing. “Tell me why.”
Riku shook his head almost violently, tense and half trembling, trying to fill his mind with SoraSoraSora but feeling sick when all he could think about was the slender, smirking blond boy about to fuck him. “It’s because of Him,” Riku said softly, ever so softly, closing his eyes under the blindfold and wondering why it felt so much like he had betrayed the brunet. He knew the answer was cryptic, but he didn’t know what else to give short of Sora’s name-maybe that was what Roxas wanted anyway.
“Not good enough,” Roxas muttered, forcing Riku down with a hand at the small of his back, sinking into him slowly, pleased with the angle and how deep he could get, trembling at the soft, helpless whine of pain from Riku, hearing his hands tug at the grass. “Who is he?” he demanded, rocking in the rest of the way, not missing the way Riku’s breath caught and the way that he tried to move away, mouth open in a soft moan. “Why won’t you tell me! There’s something that you’re after!”
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“I want,” Roxas said, drawing out and sinking in almost violently, just to hear Riku cry out again, knowing he wasn’t used to it, “to know. Why the fuck are you after me!”
“B-because DiZ ordered it,” Riku answered, knowing the name meant nothing to the blond, only serving to rile him up more, though really, that probably wasn’t one of his better ideas. Then again, he wasn’t quite the King Of Good Ideas at all anyway, so it didn’t much matter. “If I t-told you, you wouldn’t… come with m-me.” He gritted his teeth through each thrust, the drag of hard flesh on skin still raw making his whole body ache fiercely.
Angry, Roxas reached out, grabbing a fistful of Riku’s hair, dragging him back sharply until he was in an awkward backwards straddle, the older teen leaning heavily on him, panting for a breath as Roxas’ cock went a bit deeper, pressing at just that angle. With soft, gentle rolls of his hips, Roxas reached around and shifted Riku with each push, his hand stroking his cock lightly. “Is it because of someone? Is it someone in the Organization?”
Half amazed (maybe even a little insulted) that Roxas could talk so calmly, so evenly, Riku gritted his teeth, gasping every time his cock and hand touched those spots that made his vision go wonderfully fuzzy. “N-no,” he answered, figuring that unless they counted Roxas himself, he was telling the truth. Then again, maybe telling Roxas why he did need him would help. Maybe it would draw him back, get him closer to Sora’s heart, in an inadvertent way. Maybe…maybe it would help; he would do anything to help Sora. “H-his name…”
Roxas paused abruptly, eyes wide, not really having expected to get anything out of the stubborn bastard. “Yeah?” he prompted, waiting, fingers trailing along the head of Riku’s cock, pinching lightly when Riku didn’t answer right way. “…That’s it?” Disgusted, he drew on the line of magic, casting the deafening spell once more, feeling Riku tense, tightening around him as he shifted and let out a hoarse noise of protest. “Should’ve answered,” he muttered, knowing he wasn’t able to be heard, not caring. Forcing Riku forward once more, he started up a harsher rhythm, not willing to gag him just yet, his hands trailing over Riku’s skin, taking in the scars and dips of his bones, wondering if he’d given him any of those marks.
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Roxas shivered, feeling Riku tense and tremble as he came, hearing his breath catch and abruptly Silenced him in return, not able to listen to, or wanting to listen to those soft pleas for forgiveness, pleas that wouldn’t ever be answered by him. It took only a few more minutes after Riku had come for him to as well, hands on slender hips, rocking hard and fast until he lost it with a strangled curse, leaning forward and pushing as deep as he could get, coming harder than he ever had when it was just him and his hand. After a few moments, Riku slid down, curling on his side, panting silently, eyes hidden under the blindfold, unable to make out any of what was being said or done around him. It was more than worth it to see Riku flinch when he reached out with a come-spattered hand to press fingers to his lips, smearing the sticky whiteness on his lips, forcing his fingers in when Riku opened his mouth to take a breath.
Drawing out with a wet noise, it took only a muttered sleep spell to knock Riku out, the older boy stiffening and then slumping in an almost boneless way, and with a curse, Roxas went about cleaning up. He had the information he needed; he could keep Riku there, could just leave him and maybe a Heartless would pick him up. Gods knew that maybe Riku’s Nobody would be easier to deal with and less of an ass, at least. After all, this was like a feast for them; a fresh heart just laying there, arms bound-a Keyblade master at that, but--
Watching the come-spattered, pale boy laying there, however, Roxas knew he couldn’t really do that, not when something inside him protested everything cruel that happened to him. Was he really that weak? “Fuck,” he cursed, rolling Riku over onto his back with a booted foot, his pants back around his waist properly.
Summoning a portal, he gathered up all their belongings nearby, picking Riku up awkwardly, carrying him to the portal and dumping him in. He needed to find out more about this “Sora”. The portal was focused on letting Riku fall into the place that Riku’s mind remembered most vividly this last week-DiZ’s.
A day later, when Riku had woken up, sprawled on cold marble, come-spattered and sore, he hadn’t said a word to the man when he had stepped out of the room, teetering like a drunk, heading for the shower and staying there for two hours. All that was said in the end was a quiet admittance of I need to be stronger,” and the nod from the older man in return. Stronger, that he could, and would do, for Sora.
Anon hopes you liked, and though she's edited it over 9000 times, she's still not happy with it. :[
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holy shit.
LKASJDFAS. *keyboard smashing*
That was fucking awesome. I wasn't sure what to expect with the prompt, to be honest. I was watching the video of the Riku/Roxas fight and was like... "Could there be porn involving these two?" and just sort of randomly picked a kink I thought would be interesting (and wasn't just bondage, though I love it so!) and I was veerrry curious once it was snagged.
And I have to say: Daaaaamn! I wasn't expecting something like this, and I mean that in a great way! This is like a new and somewhat surreal spin in sensory deprivation but it worked out very very very well.
It was just... *flail* I would never expect someone to use magic like that (ohh, Roxas, making up his own spells XD) but I'll be damned if it isn't pretty hot. I loved the dialogue. Especially Roxas'. And the purring. Once again, especially Roxas'!
Just... haha, I'm so sorry I"m like still in that hazy-fuzzy place from reading it, it was simply divine and thank you so so SO much for writing it! One more awesome Roxas/Riku for the record books.
PS - and omg it had actual in character interactions and the idea of Roxas in Wonderland and the whole "Ri~iku" and "play a game with me" was wonderfully wonderful and just... so good.
PPS - And I really appreciate you taking the time to edit and work on it, that's unbeliveably awesome of you!
THANK YOU SO MUCH!
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I really really kind of wish I knew who you were because RikuRoxasRiku fans are so few and far between, woe!
PS: Ngh;slfajk I have a thing for Top!Roxas and those two in Wonderland. ♥
PPS: Pfft, no problem, I just am glad you liked it!
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