Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme

[kokanshu]

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

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Re: 1/?

[anonymous]

When had the silver haired not-Riku lost his gloves? Sora, honestly, had no idea, simply knowing he had trails of saliva over his torso which could be followed to find various welts and bruises, as well as an unwanted hard-on. Riku drew himself back slightly, keeping Sora’s hands against the wall as he admired the boy in entirety. His jade eyes raking Sora’s form all the way down to his toes and back up to the boy’s eyes, catching Sora staring at him and holding the gaze with his own, smug smile creeping back over his face. “Do you wonder how I felt about you? Do you?” A nod, Sora’s breath catching as the other turned his attention back to his face, ashamed for having been watching Riku, despite himself. He hadn’t heard what the other had said, just a quick nod to make the other go away.

“Well, Sora,” He crooned the name, cold hand on Sora’s chest. “My heart /ached/.” His nails dug into the other’s flesh, fingers curling. The boy cried out, attempting to writhe away from the nails, choking off the yelp. “It hurt so much to watch you not notice, not care back. But I dealt with it. We were friends, right? I pretended it didn’t hurt.” A fleeting smile, watching blood well beneath his fingers. He turned his fingertips, pads pressing against the wells as if to stop the blood for a moment, before streaking the blood down the other’s stomach, hand slick with a layer of it. “But then,” his mouth formed a thin line, eyes closing for a moment. “You /left/ and found other friends after I was gone. Replaced me.” His non bloodied hand that still held Sora’s hands clenched. “And yet- I still loved you.” With his blood slick hand, he grasped the entirety of the brunette’s length firmly, a little too tight. Riku’s eyes were still shut tight, pumping the other’s cock back into full hardess. “I missed you, Sora. Wished I could touch you, at least as a friend.”

“R-riku, I…” He looked at the silver haired one through tears. Tears of what, he wasn’t sure, practically writhing under the other’s fast paced tempo, tension curling in his lower stomach. “I’m not Riku.” The green eyed one seemed to regain his composure, opening his eyes and plastering his smirk back over his features as if nothing had happened. Releasing Sora’s hands, he fell to his knees, replacing his hand instead on the boy’s hips, staring at eye level. Riku squeezed the other’s hips, little crescent shaped perforations under his nails as he dragged his tongue without warning over the other’s head, slowly and laboriously. Whatever Sora had obviously been about to say hitched, the boy pressing his back against the wall for support. Riku worked his tongue along the side of Sora’s erection, back up the underneath. Licked off the boy’s own blood.

His palms had dragged down to the thighs, spreading open Sora’s legs a little wider as Riku took him into his mouth entirely without hesitation, half lidded eyes sliding shut as he sucked like a little whore, hands kneading gently at the leg muscles underneath them. Sora had lost himself somewhere along the way, breathing heavily, trying in vain to bite off moans. Shaking slightly, his legs almost gave out, sliding a foot or so down the wall as Riku bobbed his head readily with the hip rolls Sora wasn’t quite aware he gave out. Breath shortened into little pants, practically hyperventilating as he neared his climax. Riku suppressed a smile, letting his gag reflex initiate. Pulling away, he stood up without looking at Sora as the boy slid down to the floor, legs spread helplessly. Riku stooped to pick up his gloves and blindfold, pulling the cloth over his eyes- he only would make an exception if it were only Sora in his gaze. The rest of the world wouldn’t be seen. Throwing the clothes at the boy, he turned towards a shadow gate. “Maybe now you’ll remember me.” His face turned towards the opening of the hallway where the approaching voices of Leon and Cloud came from. “Goodbye, Sora.”