A-and then suddenly really florid porn IDEFK WHY THIS HAPPENED
Kingdom Hearts. No title. Roxas/Lea/Xion, handwave handwave they all got unfucked sometime after DDD. NO REALLY, THIS WAS JUST LIKE TOTALLY UNEXPECTED FLORID PORN OUT OF NOWHERE.
(seriously I haven't even finished playing Days because I like my heart intact and also the DS is with its co-owner and not available)
(where did this come from)
IT'S BEEN TOO LONG SINCE I WROTE RANDOM PORN.
Axel--Lea--is the one with the crazy ideas, of course, he always is. Spends what feels like forever wiggling fingers up her ass as she squirms and squeaks and moans and turns painfully red, as Roxas watches in quiet fascination and touches her face and shoulders very gently, like he's in awe of something, like he's worried he might break her again, and she smiles sweet as she can and kisses his fingers when her eyes aren't rolling back in her head.
And it's Lea who props himself sitting up against the bedstead and tugs her quivering and pliant into his lap and guides her down, slow, slow, his cock filling her ass to bursting as she drips on him. Kisses the back of her neck and murmurs filthy, filthy things. She isn't sure whether she's going to split open or swallow him up, and he groans and shifts under her, and she stares at the ceiling and tries to keep track of what's real and what's not as sensations she can't quite process shoot up and down her spine.
Then he starts arranging Roxas, and Roxas bites his lip and mutters and moves measured and cautious and deliberate as a stalking cat, arms sliding around both of them as Lea tugs him into place. Looks her square in the eyes sudden and unexpected, and her hollow chest wrenches as Lea's heart beats against her back, as that other boy's heart thunders against Roxas' ribs, and she aches for him. Lifts a shaky hand to paw through his hair, and Lea rumbles approval as they kiss, wretchedly desperate. Roxas holds her like china, like a naked heart, callused hands sliding slow and tender over her skin, and flushes with guilt and foreign want, and slowly, slowly settles in, cock nudging her pussy, and then Lea splays a hand in the small of her back and guides her.
Some low, wide-mouthed noise gets wrenched from her, helpless, as Roxas slides slowly in. The both of them in her is overwhelming, too much?--no, no even if she'll fly to pieces, she's real again, isn't she? She can take it, she can take them, both of her best friends inside her, warm and safe and not the frightening dissolving losing-everything kind of inside at all. She manages to get her eyes open, and Roxas looks poleaxed, and she strokes his cheek and realizes--how must he much trust her, to do this. To let a little bit of himself in and know she won't swallow him whole. How much they both must trust her.
"Shit Roxas I can feel you," Lea breathes, and then takes a comforting mouthful of the nape of her neck and snakes a long-fingered hand down to slide between her belly and Roxas' and nudge at her clit. She shrieks with pleasure, shakes between them, and even Roxas makes a low little noise at that, lips parting, awe.
They'll still be solid when it's over. They'll still be together. Muzzy, she murmurs something about magic, and slowly, cautiously, rolls her hips, legs shaking. Their arms are holding her up, her small breasts pressed warm against Roxas, bony heat of Lea's chest against her back. They can be a part of each other, can still be themselves. Perfect. Perfect.
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(seriously I haven't even finished playing Days because I like my heart intact and also the DS is with its co-owner and not available)
(where did this come from)
IT'S BEEN TOO LONG SINCE I WROTE RANDOM PORN.
Axel--Lea--is the one with the crazy ideas, of course, he always is. Spends what feels like forever wiggling fingers up her ass as she squirms and squeaks and moans and turns painfully red, as Roxas watches in quiet fascination and touches her face and shoulders very gently, like he's in awe of something, like he's worried he might break her again, and she smiles sweet as she can and kisses his fingers when her eyes aren't rolling back in her head.
And it's Lea who props himself sitting up against the bedstead and tugs her quivering and pliant into his lap and guides her down, slow, slow, his cock filling her ass to bursting as she drips on him. Kisses the back of her neck and murmurs filthy, filthy things. She isn't sure whether she's going to split open or swallow him up, and he groans and shifts under her, and she stares at the ceiling and tries to keep track of what's real and what's not as sensations she can't quite process shoot up and down her spine.
Then he starts arranging Roxas, and Roxas bites his lip and mutters and moves measured and cautious and deliberate as a stalking cat, arms sliding around both of them as Lea tugs him into place. Looks her square in the eyes sudden and unexpected, and her hollow chest wrenches as Lea's heart beats against her back, as that other boy's heart thunders against Roxas' ribs, and she aches for him. Lifts a shaky hand to paw through his hair, and Lea rumbles approval as they kiss, wretchedly desperate. Roxas holds her like china, like a naked heart, callused hands sliding slow and tender over her skin, and flushes with guilt and foreign want, and slowly, slowly settles in, cock nudging her pussy, and then Lea splays a hand in the small of her back and guides her.
Some low, wide-mouthed noise gets wrenched from her, helpless, as Roxas slides slowly in. The both of them in her is overwhelming, too much?--no, no even if she'll fly to pieces, she's real again, isn't she? She can take it, she can take them, both of her best friends inside her, warm and safe and not the frightening dissolving losing-everything kind of inside at all. She manages to get her eyes open, and Roxas looks poleaxed, and she strokes his cheek and realizes--how must he much trust her, to do this. To let a little bit of himself in and know she won't swallow him whole. How much they both must trust her.
"Shit Roxas I can feel you," Lea breathes, and then takes a comforting mouthful of the nape of her neck and snakes a long-fingered hand down to slide between her belly and Roxas' and nudge at her clit. She shrieks with pleasure, shakes between them, and even Roxas makes a low little noise at that, lips parting, awe.
They'll still be solid when it's over. They'll still be together. Muzzy, she murmurs something about magic, and slowly, cautiously, rolls her hips, legs shaking. Their arms are holding her up, her small breasts pressed warm against Roxas, bony heat of Lea's chest against her back. They can be a part of each other, can still be themselves. Perfect. Perfect.
This entry was originally posted at my fandom journal on Dreamwidth. Please comment there if possible.