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... )
Then a hand was down his pants, rubbing and caressing, and Demyx thought kidnapping, stalker-sex was supposed to be rough? But maybe they hadn’t gotten there yet. The (clearly male, as an erection was rubbing against his own) stalker pulled away and just…stood there. Demyx was about to try and discreetly slink away, unlock his door and scoot in, when his stalker asked (in a deep, husky voice): “Invite me in.”
To which Demyx replied: “Um, what?”
“Invite me in. I’m actually not into rape, but you’re hot and I want to have sex with you.” His stalker leaned down and nipped at his earlobe. “On a bed, preferably, but a table or a private wall would suffice. I saw you dancing at the club, and it turned me on.”
Demyx suppressed the urge to laugh. “You know, in America the way we customarily do things is, we ask them to dance, and then get them liquored up enough to make them think inviting people home is a good idea. You know, rather than following them all the way home.”
The stalker did laugh, and threw back his hood to reveal straightened hair and a general face outline that told Demyx he probably was good-looking. “I’m sorry if I scared you. I didn’t mean to. All of a sudden I just couldn’t help myself, and before I knew it I’d decided to follow you home and tripped on a trash can lid.” He held out a hand. “Zexion.”
Demyx shook it, and decided that he felt a little outrageous and in the mood for a one-nighter. “Demyx. Won’t you come in? We can have sex on my nice, comfortable bed,” he said, grinning widely while unlocking his door. He walked in a few steps, Zexion following, and suddenly Zexion’s mouth was on his, teasing his tongue in all the right places. He was vaguely aware of himself moaning and Zexion shutting the door with a black-booted foot.
“Lead the way,” Zexion whispered, and Demyx did, each stumbling over things in the dark, trying not to break apart even in their mad haste to get to a horizontal surface. Finally they reached the bedroom, Demyx falling through the door and Zexion following, ending with Zexion straddling him and him rubbing their groins together.
“Bed, clothes,” Demyx mumbled, as general suggestions, and the cloak went flying and pairs of tight shirts, pants, and boxers went flying, something landing on the lamp and knocking it over. Not that it really mattered much to the two of them.
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“Lube?” Zexion asked, holding the base of Demyx’s cock so he wouldn’t come. Demyx let out a strangled moan and attempted to reply. “Bed-ahh, ahhh, bedside taaa, table!”
“Thanks,” he said, and opened the drawer. After rummaging around a bit, he found the tube he was looking for, and with a victorious grin, went back to his attentions on Demyx, who was mumbling incoherently and writhing against him. He slicked up one finger and inserted it, and then two, scissoring them and twisting. His left hand was still gripping Demyx’s cock, and Demyx was panting heavily now and sure he was about to explode.
Zexion’s fingers found what they were looking for, and Demyx cried out, tears forming in his eyes. Zexion then removed his fingers and pushed at the blonde’s legs, prompting him to lift his knees up and give Zexion better access. He grunted as he slid into Demyx, and adjusted so he’d hit Demyx’s prostate with every thrust.
He pulled out and pushed back in a few times, setting a steady rhythm, and Demyx was thrusting shallowly, trying to get Zexion to take his fingers off of his cock. “Not yet,” the slate-haired man said, moaning a bit, and Demyx whimpered, a few stray tears running down the sides of his face. Zexion could feel he was getting close, and picked up the pace. Demyx was nearly screaming with every thrust, and finally Zexion let go of the base and milked Demyx. Zexion came, moaning, and Demyx screamed his name as he came after.
They stayed like that for a minute, Zexion resting his head against Demyx’s chest, who was shaking. He pulled out, rubbing Demyx’s side soothingly when the blonde winced. He rolled over, pulling Demyx on top of him, and Demyx buried his face in his shoulder. He was asleep in minutes, and Zexion chuckled, pulling the covers over both of them.
Maybe in the morning he’d make pancakes or something. If he had sex like this every time he randomly stalked someone, Zexion decided, then he would simply have to do it more often.
Then again, chancing a look at the sleeping blonde using his shoulder as a pillow, maybe he’d just keep stalking this one.
Ahaha, that was a little fluffy. Sorry. And to the other anon: feel free to write yours anyway. :D
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anon especially liked the allusions to horror movies cliches and the sex.
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Demyx would totally be in a horror movie. The wide-eyed innocent look before the guy of his dreams mauls him.
Hey, maybe that's what happened to his Other.
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I loved yours so much now I'm afraid of ripping it off or something on total accident. XD
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|D I can keep a seekrit. Especially if you do morning-after!sex hurr hurr.
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