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... )
“You want this, right?” His tone was eager and concerned; he himself didn’t care if she wanted it, but it would be best if she thought she did.
And she nodded, like the good girl she was. He smiled at her and pushed his finger in.
He alternated thrusting fingers - it was only one for a very short period of time - into her, stretching her, and rubbing her clit. That especially helped after he ripped her hymen (a scientific term he had picked up more from an overheard conversation of Larxene’s than on his own; whatever Larxene had been discussing hymens for, Demyx did not want to know). She didn’t seem to mind that arrangement. In fact, she whined when he pulled his hand away completely.
His fingers were shiny like before, and he reached forward, pressing them to her lips. Again, she looked uncertain, but she tentatively licked one. He smiled. When she took one, then the rest, into her mouth and sucked, he positively beamed.
And his cock twitched. He pulled his hand out of her mouth and, keeping his eyes on her face, made the first thrust in. He was glad, then, that he had used fingers first; if he’d torn her open then, she might come away thinking she’d been raped or something. More importantly, she might tell someone, and if word got back to the keyblade-brat that a member of Organization XIII had raped a poor little girl...
Not a good option.
She moaned on the second thrust, and was writhing after the seventh or eighth. Demyx honestly wasn’t counting by then; he was much more occupied by thrusting in, quick and hard, and pulling out and thrusting back in as quickly as possible.
Demyx had, in his time as a musician, heard a number of words for their act. The ones that best applied to what he was doing to the girl were “nailed” and “banged.” He certainly wasn’t making love with her.
He came before she did, but he made sure she came again as well; that was part of his plan. And when she was trembling from the aftermath, he pulled out of her and crawled up, kissing her mouth again.
“You liked that, right?” he asked after several moments.
She smiled and nodded. “Yeah,” she said, voice a little hoarse.
Demyx grinned at her, and tried not to feel too predatory. “That’s great.” He paused. “You gonna tell your friends ‘bout this?”
“Uh...”
He went in for the kill - metaphorically, thanks to circumstances. “ ‘Cause I don’t think they’d understand. You know?”
She looked at him, eyes bright. They seemed to bore into him, seemed to read his mind - maybe his very soul. He almost flinched from those eyes, but stopped himself.
“I’m heading out of town tonight. Don’t you worry your pretty head about me telling anyone. It’s up to you.”
He sat up, and she followed suit.
“I can’t tell anyone, can I?”
“It’s probably best if you don’t, sweetheart.” He leaned forward and kissed her; she didn’t kiss back.
He stared at her, expression irritated. That emotion he could fake, any day.
“Look, it’s not like you didn’t enjoy it, right?” He held up his hand and wiggled his once-shiny fingers at her. “It’s not like I did anything you didn’t like.”
She looked down, and he knew he had won. He grinned and stood up, quickly locating his pants and pulling them on.
“You did, didn’t you,” she said, and when she looked up at him, her expression was carefully blank. “You bought me.”
A nice conclusion, but somewhat false. He shook his head. “Nah, sweetheart. I didn’t hand you any munny for this. This?” He waved a hand at them, at his half-dressed body and her nude one. “This was all you.”
She had her capris on by the time he was done pulling on his shirt. He leaned down to kiss her one more time.
As he walked away, he called over his shoulder, “Have a nice life!”
Olette never saw him again. She never told anyone.
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Anon apologizes if anon messed up characterization on either of 'em or the date-rape aspect. >_> Anon was trying not to, but...
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Gahhh. Just thank you so so so much! It was really gritty and dark and just freaking great, and was just what I was hoping for with the date rape kink. I feel kind of bad for finding it hot, but hey, it's a kink meme. u.u;;; I enjoy my fictional weirdness.
THANK YOU AGAIN! <3
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And don't worry, no real people were harmed in the making of this fic! No need to feel bad~
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Very well written! Loved it!! Loved Demyx's persona - reasonably Demyx~ ;D
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