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... )
"Yes?" I can't believe those aren't contacts. I'm actually close enough to see her eyes, and she isn't wearing colored contacts. Her eyes are actually gold-colored, and looks everyone dead in the eye, even me, so you'll know they're her real eyes. And I'm just a gofer. She's a movie star.
Only she could look tasteful in that dress. It's a bluish color that grabs the eye from far away, especially on those curves...I've heard she has to be sewn into some of her dresses. I this think might be one of them.
But up close you don't look at that. Her golden eyes hypnotize everybody. Her eyes are the Great Equalizer.
"Um," I finally say. "The President, Ma'am."
"Please call me Saix," she gently insists. How is it that she can make everything sound so...suggestive?
"Saix," I correct myself and she nods her approval. "The President would appreciate it if you would sign this. As a birthday thing. It's his, uh, birthday."
It is a photo of her, gazing beautifully into the camera.
"His birthday?" she asks, arching a perfectly groomed eyebrow.
"Tomorrow."
She smiles, takes the photo, and writes "Happy Birthday Mr. President from Saix <3" on it, then shocks me and all of her entourage by standing up and hand-delivering it to him. Her opera pumps are dyed to match her dress. Her white fur wrap doesn't hide a thing, only accentuates as it clasps directly at the base of her ribcage. I get to watch her hips. It's more than enough for me.
"Mr. President," she purrs at him, and my boss the President experiences the power of her (completely real, though painted with the hand of an artisan) eyelashes and the silvery-blue museum-worthy eyeshadow behind them.
He smiles the smile that won him the world. I have a feeling he knew how she'd react somehow. "Please call me Xemnas, Miss-"
"-Saix," she cuts him off before he can call her anything else.
"Miss Saix," he nods, still smiling.
"Here," she says, extending one gloved hand and the photo.
"Oh, that. Thank you. I assure you it will now be a happy birthday, indeed."
They don't show any signs of leaving each other alone any time soon. His brother Xehanort looks impressed at who Xemnas has managed a conversation with.
I'm not crazy about either of them. Between you and me, I didn't vote for him.
Fortunately, Ms. Zexion is used to all this.
JFK!Xemnas! I'm sorry, it just popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone. Idea of Zexion in Jacqueline Kennedy's bloodstained pink suit=added bonus.
...I doubt that's actually how it happened historically, but that would have been boring. :|
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ohmygod. That was completely unexpected and, however surprising, totally awesome. I love it. I don't think I could've seen something like that from a mile away. XD The imagery is fantastic. You, my friendly fellow anonymous, get five gold stars.
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