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Title: Self-control
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: RikuxKairi
Rating: PG-15? ( somewhat iffy make-out session )
Wordcount: 294
Disclaimer: KH is not mine.
Summary: He left her in the night.
Note: A little drabble to jog my muse; I couldn't string together a sentence before. D:
Your fingers coursed through her hair like blood from a cooling corpse spilling through the cracks in the ground. You traced the contours of her head, the soft, round and delicate outline of her face with a wandering finger, cupping the back of her elegant neck with your hands. You pressed a kiss to her lips: once, twice, light; and she kissed back. That just made you more eager, more willing to please both yourself and her ( mainly yourself - you’ve waited so long for this ), and forced your mouth onto hers.
She was breathing fast, her sweet breath panting and puffing onto your cheek. You gathered her up in your battle-worn arms and nuzzled into the line of her flat, bony chest, bare like a queen’s. Your teeth nipped at the swell of her breasts, nothing more than ice chips, and your lips trailed along her curved side when she said
“Riku, stop.”
You stopped.
You raised your eyes into hers - she was sitting back, still respiring heavily. You waited for the inevitable explanation.
She swallowed, inclining her head as she did so. The slight dip of her smoothly-sculpted chin was so subtle and beautiful, like a swan bending its elongated neck. You instantly thought, I love her. A hot flush raced up your body, blushing your cheeks with passion.
“I can’t do this.
“We can’t do this.”
You were silent for a moment, frozen within her words. They were so determined, yet helpless all the same. Kairi, why do you do this to me?
Then you heard yourself saying some pointless things about how you understood ( you did, but you didn’t want to ) and that it was okay, fine, I’ll just go now.
You left her in the night.
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: RikuxKairi
Rating: PG-15? ( somewhat iffy make-out session )
Wordcount: 294
Disclaimer: KH is not mine.
Summary: He left her in the night.
Note: A little drabble to jog my muse; I couldn't string together a sentence before. D:
Your fingers coursed through her hair like blood from a cooling corpse spilling through the cracks in the ground. You traced the contours of her head, the soft, round and delicate outline of her face with a wandering finger, cupping the back of her elegant neck with your hands. You pressed a kiss to her lips: once, twice, light; and she kissed back. That just made you more eager, more willing to please both yourself and her ( mainly yourself - you’ve waited so long for this ), and forced your mouth onto hers.
She was breathing fast, her sweet breath panting and puffing onto your cheek. You gathered her up in your battle-worn arms and nuzzled into the line of her flat, bony chest, bare like a queen’s. Your teeth nipped at the swell of her breasts, nothing more than ice chips, and your lips trailed along her curved side when she said
“Riku, stop.”
You stopped.
You raised your eyes into hers - she was sitting back, still respiring heavily. You waited for the inevitable explanation.
She swallowed, inclining her head as she did so. The slight dip of her smoothly-sculpted chin was so subtle and beautiful, like a swan bending its elongated neck. You instantly thought, I love her. A hot flush raced up your body, blushing your cheeks with passion.
“I can’t do this.
“We can’t do this.”
You were silent for a moment, frozen within her words. They were so determined, yet helpless all the same. Kairi, why do you do this to me?
Then you heard yourself saying some pointless things about how you understood ( you did, but you didn’t want to ) and that it was okay, fine, I’ll just go now.
You left her in the night.