KINGDOM HEARTS KINK MEME
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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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Vexen nodded his thanks before pressed the sharp point into the sensitive flesh, extracting a muffled hiss from Marluxia. It was only meant to cease his writhing. And it had worked. So… moving on.
Marluxia shifted between glaring at Vexen and then at Lexaeus, back and forth for awhile. It wasn’t until Vexen reached for another ice shard to continue on from where he had left off at did the Assassin’s attention fault. Oh Gods. That friction from him moving.
The sudden coldness on something he really didn’t agree to awakening, at the moment at least, forced his back into an arch. An uncomfortable one at that, taking into consideration how he was pinned down. Another hiss managed to sneak out from behind Lexaeus’ fingers as Marluxia squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head to the side. He wasn’t about to submit just because his, ‘unwilling’, lover was molesting him with his powers. His fingers twitched; he badly wanted to summon his weapon and force them both off.
Vexen managed to coax a few surprised noises from Marluxia as he got a little creative with the ice. All the cold attention was cooling down the abnormal temperature, but it was also destroying the effects the drug had on Marluxia all together.The ice elemental decided that if he was going to get his revenge, it would be best to do so before Marluxia came to his senses fully again.
The blond shifted off of Marluxia’s hips, nudging his legs apart. He wasted no time in forcing not one, but two of the ice shard into the Assassin’s body. Marluxia had rarely ever prepared him, so there’s no real reason to return a favor he had never received. In response, the botanist’s eyes shot open, wide. Pain momentarily flickered over his features before it was quickly replaced with anger.
Vexen bit back on his amusement, instead standing in order to disrobe himself.
“Sit him up a bit more, Lexaeus.” the Academic murmured, folding his coat and laying it over the back of a chair.
Lexaeus complied, hauling Marluxia into a half sitting half laying position. Vexen moved between the Assassin’s legs, extracting the melting ice shard from he violently stretched entrance. The ice was quickly replaced with his own arousal.
Marluxia stiffened at this. He hissed at the fact that Vexen was just as hard and cold as those ice shards had been, sending sensations up his spine to the point where his skin went numb from the cold. When Vexen started moving, he could distinctly feel the riptearing that his lack of prep was doing to his insides. He was going to be sore later.
The blood produced from the unwanted entrance only served to warm up Marluxia’s inner walls for a few moments before it all went cold again. He could still feel the way Vexen thrust into him. He hadn’t noticed that the hand over his mouth had been removed, thank Gods for that; he could breathe properly now. His mind only vaguely registered the fact that his hands were curled around something warm, pulsating and moist. There were large hands over his, moving.
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion for awhile. At least until Vexen took mercy on Marluxia. After that, everything happened at once .the cold was so blinding, rough, crude against something so sensitive he couldn’t help but draw odd pleasure from it. The hands over his, they tightened then and he could feel an almost searing warmth cover his fingers before his arms were free. He felt Vexen pour into him, and for some odd reason, his body responded and he could feel splashes of warmth on his belly.
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