[15.] Nicotine Handicap
Title: Nicotine Handicap
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Claim: Cloud/Riku
Theme: [015.] Sexuality
Rating: R/NC-17 (?)
Word Count: 5,995
Summary: Sex was nothing like what Riku had been told. He could really use a cigarette right about now.
Disclaimer: I have no affiliation with Kingdom Hearts whatsoever. I only borrow these characters, and I will return them in like-new condition (or as like-new as screwed up people like Cloud and Riku get).
Warning: There is smutty, boy on boy nastiness in this chapter. Riku is underage. ADULT CONTENT. ADULT CONTENT. ADULT CONTENT. Riku is a fifteen-year-old minor! Is that enough of a warning for you that they’re gonna hump?
Author’s Note: I wrote a very long Author’s Note to this prompt before I wrote it, but . . . all I have to say now is I’m so happy with how this came out. I was so stressed over writing a sex chapter as I haven’t written one in ages (as in, two and a half years), but I am so happy with this it’s ridiculous. This prompt took me longer than any of the others to write. I also think it’s longer than any of the other segments. So there you go. I am so happy with this. Yeah.
Riku had a lot on his mind lately. He varied his attention between Kairi, Sora, that Keyblade sitting on his desk, and the impending meeting with Cloud, who was supposed to arrive today. It seemed that whenever he got a grasp on everything going on around him, another curveball insisted on throwing itself into the mix. That’s what the Keyblade was these days-just another curveball set in motion to throw Riku off-balance.
What the hell was he supposed to make of taking the Keyblade from Sora, anyway? What if, in fact, the Keyblade actually chose him over Sora? What if it chose Sora and left Riku looking like a fool?
If what Cloud said (and Maleficent and Ansem at that) was true, though, it meant there was a real possibility of it choosing Riku. That left a nasty predicament.
Riku longed for Cloud’s call, announcing his arrival in Hollow Bastion. This trip to Olympus Coliseum couldn’t have come at a better time. He longed for Cloud’s presence now more than ever-someone to talk to, kiss, hold. Someone who put no pressure on him, and didn’t analyze every little thing he did or said. Things got crazier and more unbelievable every day. Having Cloud around would be comforting-someone who would just love him. Maleficent and Ansem, he knew, looked at him as a tool at best. There was no warmth in his heart these days unless he was on the phone with Cloud.
Because of all this, when Riku hung up the cell phone, he hurried to the outskirts of the Hollow Bastion ruins. The misery, anger, and stress melted away the second he saw Cloud’s face, and was all but gone when Cloud’s arms wrapped around his waist and their lips met after so long.
Truth be told, Riku had feared the spark wouldn’t be there anymore after all this time. He worried that maybe all their phone conversations and Riku’s behavior toward Sora might have withered the flame Cloud had once held for him. Most of that was gone when Cloud kissed him, and it was annihilated when Cloud pulled back to give him that same adoring smile that he’d seen so many times during their month on the Gummi. It felt nice to be adored.
Riku wasn’t sure what he’d done to deserve Cloud-after all, he’d lost Sora, Kairi, and his entire family in the process. He knew he was doing and saying all the wrong things, allowing darkness to cover his heart, but he didn’t know how to stop it. Cloud was the light in the darkness-everything he’d ever hoped for in a boyfriend. Whatever he was doing, though, to receive those little looks of adoration Cloud like to send in his direction, he hoped he continued doing it.
*
The trip to Olympus Coliseum went faster than Riku had expected. Then again, he’d been more occupied on this trip than that month they’d spent on the Gummi. Last time, they kissed a little, talked a lot, slept, and spent a lot of time in silence. This time, Riku smoked a lot, they talked a lot, slept, and Riku spent a lot of time straddling Cloud’s lap.
In all honesty, he was surprised they hadn’t gone at it right then and there on the Gummi ship. Cloud-Riku was pleased to discover-hadn’t been kidding when he said he wanted to de-virgin-ize Riku. When they weren’t talking or sleeping, Riku and Cloud had their hands and lips all over each other.
The past two months had been far too long.
While Riku had fantasized about what it would be like to finally have sex with Cloud, he was glad it wasn’t on the Gummi ship. He still had the bit of romantic in him that didn’t want to lose his virginity on a Gummi. Not that Riku really made a big deal out of the “first time” or anything-he’d have lost it sooner if the opportunity had presented itself-and he was desperate to finally get laid. However, the Gummi ship wasn’t his ideal place for someone like Cloud who was important. While a random bed in a random hotel room wasn’t exactly romantic, at least it was a bed.
It was also, still, a bit of a shock that sometime while they were in Olympus Coliseum, he was going to have sex. He was nervous, of course, in that way where he knew Cloud was experienced and he had . . . well, Cloud was the first guy he’d kissed. It was an even bigger shock that someone like Cloud-older, wiser, beautiful, more together than Riku-would actually want someone as fucked up as he was. The scenario where they tried to have sex, Riku sucked, it all went horribly wrong, and ended with Cloud laughing in his face played over in Riku’s head more times than he could count.
It could be so good, too, or at least Riku imagined, because kissing Cloud was so much better than Riku had imagined in his fantasies, and that little nibbling thing Cloud did to his neck was so much better than Riku could imagine on his own. Having sex with Cloud, Riku figured, must be better than he imagined, too. If he didn’t screw it up, that was.
It was with these thoughts in mind that Cloud landed the Gummi behind the arena in Olympus Coliseum. Riku drew a long drag on his cigarette, held it in his lungs until he felt the need to cough, and exhaled. He took another puff. The nicotine did little to calm his nerves. He tried a third time.
“Sora shouldn’t be here, yet,” said Cloud. “He usually only arrives the day of the games and leaves the same night. It should be pretty easy to avoid him.”
Riku nodded. He didn’t trust himself to speak.
“You only brought one bag, right?”
Riku nodded again and took another drag.
“Is something wrong?”
Riku shook his head.
“I promise you nothing is going to go wrong with this. You won’t see Sora at all. I don’t want you to worry about that while you’re here, okay? We’re going to spend time together.”
“I know,” said Riku. He extinguished his cigarette and lit another.
“Chain smoker, much?”
“You say that like you didn’t know.”
“You know, I didn’t think I would, but I kind of like the smell of tobacco on you. Leon smokes, you know? It’s kind of a nice, familiar smell.”
Riku laughed.
“Off-topic.”
“Not really. We were talking about how you’re a chimney.”
“Okay, true.”
“Taste doesn’t bother me, either. I’ve come to associate it with you. It’s funny. Leon lights up and I think of you.”
“That’s because I’m a chimney.”
“Yeah,” said Cloud, laughing. “You okay, now? Ready to head to the hotel?”
Riku sighed.
“Yeah. I’m just . . . nervous.”
“I told you. I promise you won’t see Sora.”
“Er-it’s not really Sora I’m worried about.”
“No?”
“No.”
“What are you worried about then?”
“Sex.” Cloud burst out laughing. Riku frowned. “Don’t laugh at me.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No, you aren’t.”
“I know. Look, it’s okay if you’re not ready.”
“I’m ready!”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“I’m a virgin.”
“So?”
“You aren’t.”
Cloud collected his composure long enough to roll his eyes at Riku.
“I’ll go easy on you, okay, kid?”
“I’m not a kid.”
“Fine. I’ll go easy on you, okay, virgin?”
“Fuck you, Cloud. Fuck you.”
“Actually, I thought it was going to be the other way around, but if you insist . . .”
“I hate you.”
“Riku, relax. Don’t be nervous. I’ll go easy on you.”
“I don’t want you to go easy on me!”
Cloud arched an eyebrow. Riku covered his face with his hands, extinguished his cigarette, and lit up a third.
“Really?”
“I’m just nervous!”
“That you’ll suck.”
“Yes! It’s not like I know what I’m doing!”
“Listen, Riku, there’s only one thing you need to know about sex.”
“What’s that?”
“No one knows what they’re doing.”
“I doubt that.”
“I’m serious. It’s nothing like you think. It’s messy and awkward and everyone looks and sounds stupid. There is no such thing as grace when it comes to sex. Your hair is going to get fucked up. It’ll probably be in both our mouths at one point or another. There is nothing hot about the way people moan or grunt or anything. Anything you say that you think sounds sexy really isn’t. When it comes time to get undressed, clothing isn’t going to come off in ‘one fluid motion.’ It’s going to get stuck somewhere, whether it be your arms, head, ankles, wherever.”
“Why is this supposed to be good?”
“Because when you like someone enough, and it feels good enough, none of that matters. You get the hair out of your face and move on. I’m going to think the way you sound is hot. And when your shirt gets stuck on your damn head, you just yank it off, toss it somewhere, and forget about it, because now you’re naked, and that’s the important part.”
“I suppose this means the undressing each other thing isn’t as good as it sounds, either?”
“Riku, if you can even figure out how to undress someone else when you’re that horny in the dark without their help, it will not go as well as it should.”
“Because it’ll get stuck somewhere.”
“Exactly.”
“I have no more arguments.”
“That’s why you shouldn’t be so worried. Like I said, sex is messy and awkward.”
“But that doesn’t matter in the moment.”
“Exactly. And now you know all that you need to know.”
“I feel enlightened.”
“You should.”
“What if I can’t suck cock?”
“Riku, there is no such thing as a person who can’t suck cock.”
“I doubt that.”
“Okay, then let me explain to you the only things you need to know.”
“Give it to me.”
“Keep you teeth covered with your lips. If you can’t control your gag reflex, don’t try. It takes a lot of practice. There are few people in the worlds that can deep throat without practice. A mouth feels good no matter what it’s doing so long as you aren’t biting. Cause that hurts like a bitch.”
“Don’t bite. Got it. Common sense, but got it.”
“And Riku?”
“Yeah?”
“A tip.”
“Okay?”
“If you think you’d like it, there’s a good chance I’ll like it, too.”
“Are you going to fuck me?”
“Only if you want me to.”
“Okay.”
“Is that a yes?”
Riku nodded and lit his fourth cigarette.
*
“So this is where you kept calling me from?” said Riku, sitting on the balcony, opening his second cigarette pack of the day.
“Yep. I haven’t really left Olympus Coliseum since I got here before the Pegasus Cup.”
“What about Sephiroth?”
“I’m taking a hiatus. After all, they say when you get separated from someone, you should stay in one place and they’ll find you faster.”
“You think he’s looking for you?”
“I have no doubts that he’s looking for me. He loves to taunt me.”
“The sky’s pretty from here.”
“Yep. That’s our sky, babe.”
Riku smiled and set the cigarette pack aside.
“This where you were when I fed you that load of cheesy crap?”
“Yep.”
Riku felt the heat seep into his cheeks and thanked the dark for hiding it.
“I associate the night sky with you now, you know that? Every time it gets dark . . . it’s nice to be here with you, though, and not just on the phone.”
Cloud turned his head to Riku and extended his arm, grazing the back of his fingers across Riku’s cheek. Riku leaned into the touch.
“Yeah. I’m thankful for those phones, though. I’d have gone crazy without you to talk to through this whole mess.”
“I’m proud of you. For keeping your chin up through it all. I don’t know if I could do it. I’d probably withdraw from everything and everyone. Drown in my own misery.”
“You’re overdramatic like that.”
“I don’t know. I just . . . before I got lost in darkness, I was happy. Carefree. Then the Heartless came, and . . .”
“It seemed glamorous, right?”
“Right.”
Cloud dropped his hand from Riku’s cheek and brushed his fingertips across Riku’s neck. Riku covered Cloud’s hand with his own.
“I just . . . everyone expects so much out of me, and I hate to let them down,” said Cloud. “I should be strong, you know? It shouldn’t be so hard to find my light. But Sephiroth keeps coming back and I keep giving in to the darkness. I shouldn’t be so . . . emotional. I shouldn’t be so weak.”
“You aren’t weak. If you were, you wouldn’t be here right now.”
“I’m just not the man I thought I’d be. I thought I’d be . . .”
Riku laughed and turned his head into Cloud’s hand, allowing it to cup his cheek.
“You thought you’d be a good man. The kind of guy that protects his friends, fights for a cause, doesn’t let his emotions get in the way, and never cries. That kind of man. Whatever a good man is supposed to be.”
“Yeah.”
“Cloud, I like you for you, not whoever you think you should be. A real man can admit his mistakes and isn’t afraid to cry. So you screwed up and you couldn’t always pull through when it was needed. It doesn’t make you less of a man; it makes you human.”
“Sometimes I think you’ve got it more together than I do.”
“No. I just screw up a lot. I beat myself up for it, too, but not because I think it makes me less of a man. I do it because I let everyone down. I don’t like letting people down, either.”
“I love how you just understand everything I’m feeling.”
“I’m there, too.”
“I know. It’s just nice.”
“I don’t want to let you down, either.”
“I love you, Riku. Unconditionally. Isn’t going to happen.”
“You can love someone and still be disappointed in them. I know you don’t like how I’m handling the Sora situation.”
“I understand how you’re handling it, though. Yes, I think there’s a better way to do it, but I understand you’re hurt.”
“I just hate the way he makes me feel. It’s like . . . he thinks he’s better than me, now. He used to look up to me, and now I’ve let him down, and he’s the hero. I’d be happy for him, except . . .”
“He makes you feel like shit for it.”
“Right. Cause he brandishes the Keyblade, and . . . okay, maybe I exaggerated how he was in Traverse Town. But I didn’t say anything to him like I said to you. I let my feelings get the best of me. And, yeah, he was probably just excited to tell me everything, and really happy to see me, and just wanted to fill me in on everything, but what hurt the most was that when I took off-which I only did because it was obvious that Donald didn’t want me there-he just shrugged it off. I know he’s got more important things on his hands right now than me-like, the fate of the worlds-but it stung.”
“And you flew off the handle.”
“I got defensive. And maybe it could have been okay, you know? But I got so defensive when I saw him again in Monstro, and I was just teasing, but it was kind of nasty of me. I just . . . didn’t want to get hurt again. But then he threw that conscience line at me, and that hurt so bad that . . . I don’t know. I still haven’t gotten over it.”
Cloud moved his chair next to Riku’s, put an arm around him, and Riku’s head dropped to Cloud’s shoulder. Cloud twisted in his chair, and with his other hand smoothed Riku’s hair.
“It was a nasty line.”
“It’s true, though. I was so wrapped up in my own hurt that I didn’t even bother to think about how he was feeling. And now I’ve screwed it up so badly. I don’t know what I’m going to do about this Keyblade master thing, either.”
“I thought you were letting the Keyblade choose?”
“I am. But what if it chooses me?”
“Then you’re going to use it to get Kairi’s heart back. Fuck Maleficent and whatever she’s trying.”
“What if it chooses him?”
“Then you know that you aren’t supposed to have it anymore.”
“What if he pisses me off?”
“I can’t help you there.”
“I’m going to screw this up, I just know it.”
“Whatever happens, you can always call me to tell me about it, okay? And I’ll listen. No judgment.”
“Yeah. I’m so happy to be here with you right now. I missed you so much.”
“I missed you, too.”
*
Cloud was hot. Not that Riku didn’t already know this, but watching Cloud fight . . . Cloud was hot. And sexy. And had amazing arms. And a great ass. And was tall, and muscular, and hot.
They arrived at the arena early, and Riku snuck in through the back to find a seat. He didn’t see Sora at all for which he was thankful, and found a seat close enough to see, but not too close that Sora might spot him. Cloud had laughed at him this morning when leaving the hotel as Riku had taken one of Cloud’s crimson capes and constructed it into a hood to hide his face. Riku didn’t see what was so funny about it. If Sora saw him, it would lead to many questions that Riku didn’t want to answer, and probably another nasty scene that Riku didn’t want to deal with right now.
It was odd, at first, watching Sora fight in the tournament. His fighting had improved a lot since Destiny Islands, and quite a bit since Monstro. Riku figured it had something to do with that being all Sora did these days. Still, it made him uneasy watching Sora fight alongside Donald and Goofy. The way they fought together was so synchronized, so natural, and it was then that Riku realized just how close Sora had become to these new companions. He had expected to feel hurt and lonely seeing Sora again, but he hadn’t expected Sora’s new companions to come into the equation. In a way, though, Riku also felt proud, watching Sora advance to the next round over and over again. Sora had come a long way. If they were to fight again, it would actually be a challenge.
Watching Cloud, on the same tangent, was odd. Riku knew Cloud fought the Heartless, and knew Cloud was good at what he did, but he hadn’t expected Cloud to look so good doing it, or the same sense of pride watching him advance through the rounds. He almost laughed when Cloud first stepped out on the battlefield. Though he’d seen Cloud’s buster sword before, it didn’t occur to him until just then how very large it was. Riku hoped Cloud wasn’t overcompensating for something else, and he wondered how it was that Cloud managed to handle such a large weapon.
Then Cloud started fighting, and Riku came to the realization that his boyfriend was extremely hot. He was an amazing fighter, graceful, and sexy. Riku found himself cheering along with the crowd every time Cloud performed an impressive move and booing every time Cloud received a blow.
He also hadn’t expected to be worried every time someone wailed on him. By the time this was over, Cloud was going to be pretty banged up.
Then Sora walked onto the battlefield from the left and Cloud from the right, and Riku froze.
He had known they’d be fighting each other, but he hadn’t known. Even more so shocking, Riku wasn’t sure who he wanted to win.
How does one choose between their boyfriend and the boy he wished was still his best friend?
He’d known Sora his entire life, but he was in love with Cloud. To be honest, he didn’t care to see either one wailing on the other.
Then the battle started. Sora unleashed attack after attack on Cloud, and Cloud repaid the favor with an attack of his own. They swung, parried, and circled each other until Riku moved to the edge of his seat and leaned between the people sitting in front of him. He never noticed their glares.
Just as sudden as the battle began, Cloud fell, kneeling, his forehead against his knee, and Sora was declared the winner.
Riku’s stomach flipped as Cloud limped off the battlefield.
He wasn’t worried about Sora seeing him as he jumped from his seat and rushed to the back of the Coliseum, pushing past the people sitting in the crowds.
“Watch where you’re going,” someone yelled after him. Riku ignored it.
The sound of Sora’s victorious cheers reached his ear as he moved to the darkened space at the back of the Coliseum. Cloud poured a potion down his throat and began dressing his wounds.
“You okay?”
Cloud looked up and burst into laughter.
“Take that stupid thing off.”
Riku pulled off the cape, dropped it to the side, and kneeled in front of Cloud.
“He beat the crap out of you.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“You weren’t even walking right.”
“Guess I lost, huh? I never even got to take on Hercules. Leon and Yuffie made it to the end, you know? Should’ve known. Sora beat them, too.”
“Who cares about that? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. You should head back to the hotel, though. Tournament’ll be over soon, and I’m gonna have to talk to Sora or it’ll look suspicious. You don’t want him to see you here.”
Riku glanced through the open doorway at the path leading back into Thebes and the hotel.
“Not yet. I want to make sure you’re okay.”
“What if Sora sees you?”
“Who cares?”
Cloud looked up at Riku and smiled. It felt as if Riku’s heart had jumped to his throat.
“I’m going to be okay. The potion will take care of the bad wounds. I’ll be fine in a half hour, limp gone and everything. Don’t worry. I’ll be well enough to not go easy on you tonight.”
Riku twisted his lips into a half-smile, his eyes narrowed, and he tapped Cloud’s arm with his fist.
“Ouch,” said Cloud.
“Sorry,” said Riku, laughing.
“Bastard. You’re worried about me being okay and then you hit me?”
“I was playing.”
“You play mean. Way to kick a guy when he’s down. Literally.”
“I didn’t kick you, you melodramatic crybaby.”
“Fuck off. I am not a crybaby.”
“You looked hot out there.”
“Nah. Pretty comfortable, actually. I mean, I worked up a bit of a sweat fighting, but you know how it goes . . .”
“Not like that, you jackass. You looked sexy.”
“I knew what you meant. I just wanted you to say it again.”
“Fucker.”
“You really thought I looked hot?”
“Yeah.”
“Glad you thought so. Now go back to the hotel like a good boy before Sora sees you and all hell breaks loose.”
“Okay.”
Cloud leaned forward and pressed his lips to Riku’s. Riku didn’t know if it was normal or not, but he never thought Cloud’s kisses would stop making his heart pull tight. Cloud brushed his fingertips behind Riku’s ear and trailed them down along his neck.
“Was that my preview for tonight?”
“No. That was just because I love you.” Cloud dropped his hand, curled his fingers around the hem of Riku’s top, and brushed his thumb under the waistband of Riku’s pants. Riku closed his eyes, and his breath quickened. Cloud leaned forward and pressed his lips next to Riku’s ear. “That’s your preview.”
Riku nodded.
“Oh.”
“Go back,” said Cloud. He laughed as Riku swallowed.
“Okay. I’ll be waiting for you.”
“Good.”
Riku got to his feet, took one last look at Cloud, and walked out the back of the arena. He walked in the direction of the hotel, pulled his cigarette pack out of his pocket, and lit up. His thoughts remained with Cloud.
*
Riku thought it would be awkward, the intended sex being planned and all. He thought Cloud would come back from the arena and they’d just start right at it. Instead, Cloud walked into the hotel room a little over an hour later and met Riku on the balcony.
He said little on his encounter with Sora, and for a long while, they sat on the balcony, Riku smoking cigarette after cigarette. When night fell, they made their way inside the room. Still, nothing happened, and Riku wondered if they were going to do it at all. He continued to chain smoke, and drank one water bottle after another to keep his throat wet. All the smoke was starting to irritate it.
They talked about the day’s events, the Heartless, nothing out of the ordinary, and Riku found himself situated under Cloud’s arm again, head on his chest. He stopped smoking; it was rude to let your smoke drift in someone’s face, smoker or not.
Like usual, Cloud tilted Riku’s face up to claim his lips. There was nothing usual after that.
Riku’s breath became labored, heavy, as Cloud trailed little nibbles down his neck. He was disappointed he hadn’t thought that he might feel nervous when he lost his top, because the second it was gone, Riku was suddenly very aware of his body. Sure, he was tanned from living on an island, and toned from being so active his entire life, but he felt so small next to Cloud. The thought drifted out of his head the moment Cloud lost his top, too, because Cloud was gorgeous, and Riku just couldn’t think about his own body when someone so ridiculously sexy was trailing his tongue down his stomach, and oh dear god, what was Cloud doing to him?
“Should I turn out the light?” Cloud said against Riku’s stomach.
All Riku could do was nod.
He could’ve really used a cigarette right about then, but this wasn’t the time for a nicotine handicap.
Then the room was bathed in only the moonlight.
Cloud’s hands trailed across his hips, and Riku was only aware of losing his pants because of the sudden loss of heat. Of course, it was also about that time that Riku realized Cloud wasn’t wearing any, either, and when the hell had that happened, and why hadn’t Riku noticed?
One scene, one feeling, kept flashing to the next. They were both naked. Cloud’s hand was on his cock, it was nothing like having his own hand there, and Riku felt like his brain was going to explode. He couldn’t stop the moans-and he had tried. His thoughts drifted to Cloud’s speech about how no one sounded hot during sex, but Cloud would think he sounded hot anyway, and Riku prayed he didn’t sound like a complete moron.
This was about the time Riku wondered when he’d decided to take Cloud’s cock into his own hands, because he didn’t remember doing it, not that it mattered, because Cloud was moaning, too, and Cloud didn’t know what he was talking about, because Cloud sure as hell sounded sexy.
Those moans would be imprinted in his mind until the day he died.
Riku was thankful he had plenty of practice in handling his own cock, because as different as Cloud’s felt in his hand, he knew what he liked, and didn’t hesitate to use his limited knowledge on Cloud. This was nothing like masturbating, Riku thought, and half of the moans emitting from his mouth on their own accord were caused by the feeling of Cloud thrusting against his hand.
Oh dear god, was it always like this?
Riku whined when Cloud pried his fingers away from his cock (when did Riku whine?). Cloud leaned over his body to press his lips against Riku’s, then dropped his head to Riku’s chest, leaving a trail of small bites and kisses down his stomach until . . .
Cloud knew what he was talking about when he said anything a mouth did on a cock felt good.
Riku tried to thrust up, but Cloud’s fingers dug into his hips and pressed him against the bed.
“You stay where you are,” said Cloud. He had the nerve to chuckle.
“I don’t want to. Cloud . . .”
“Stay where you are.”
Riku groaned, whined, and clenched his jaw.
“Good boy.”
When was Cloud such a damn tease?
Cloud dipped his head down again, kissed the base of Riku’s cock, trailed his tongue to the tip, and nuzzled his nose there. He flicked his tongue over the tip of Riku’s cock, and Riku reached down, fisted his fingers in Cloud’s hair, and groaned.
“Cloud, if you don’t do something soon, I think I’m going to die.”
“That good, huh?”
The warm breath of Cloud’s words against his cock was a little too much to bear, and Riku squirmed, pushing his hips down into the mattress.
“Riku, if I suck your cock, you’re going to cum.”
“What’s your point?”
“If you cum, it’s not going to feel nearly as good when I fuck you. It’s going to hurt.”
“It’s going to hurt, anyway. You’re going to shove that monster of yours in my ass!”
Cloud laughed.
“Yeah, but the pain’ll pass.”
Riku whined again, blinked several times, and pounded his head against the pillow.
“Not this time,” said Cloud, kissing the tip again, and leaning over him to press his lips against Riku’s, which was about the same time Riku realized his precum was on Cloud’s lips.
Truth be told, it kind of freaked him out.
Riku had thought his face couldn’t get any hotter, but heat seeped into his cheeks again, and his goddamn face was on fire.
He hadn’t really thought about that. Well, that was kind of embarrassing.
“Sorry,” said Riku.
“For what?”
“Um . . .” Riku pressed his fingers to Cloud’s lips and wiped a little of the precum from just above his lip. “That.”
Cloud laughed, pressed his lips to Riku’s again, touched his tongue against Riku’s top lip, and Riku parted his lips. He swore Cloud’s tongue brushing over his own shot straight to his cock, making it-if it was at all possible-harder. Riku was sure that, by this point, one good blow down there and the damn thing would just break off.
“Don’t worry about,” said Cloud. “Would it bother you if it was me on your lips?”
“No. It’d be kind of hot.”
“So you shouldn’t feel bad about it being the other way around.”
This all made logical sense, Riku knew, but it didn’t make the color drain from his face.
“Can I touch you again?”
“You can do whatever you want,” said Cloud, his lips against Riku’s.
“Can I . . . um . . . do what you just did to me?”
“Tease my cock with your mouth?”
Apparently, Riku’s face could get redder.
“Yeah.”
“Not if you can’t say it.”
“Don’t actions speak louder than words?”
“Words are actions, my dear.”
Riku huffed, but then Cloud lowered his body, and a moan he hadn’t expected escaped from somewhere he couldn’t identify when Cloud’s dick rubbed again his own.
Oh dear god, he needed Cloud right fucking now.
“Can I tease your cock with my mouth?”
Cloud laughed. Again. Riku was starting to feel really stupid.
“I didn’t think you’d actually say it. I told you that you can do whatever you want.”
That was how Cloud ended up on his back and Riku was face to . . . well . . . cock. Cloud’s cock to be more specific. He wasn’t sure how this was supposed to go, but Cloud hadn’t actually hadn’t sucked on his, so he figured he probably shouldn’t, either.
It also appeared that Riku’s cock could get harder, because that unearthly growl Cloud released when Riku brushed his tongue along Cloud’s cock was amazing. Riku didn’t know Cloud could sound like that, and oh dear god, he was leaking, too. And Riku was doing it to him. This all meant that Cloud was enjoying this far more than his occasional chuckle suggested, and a sense of bravery Riku didn’t know he possessed up until that point took over.
He was sure not to bite as he littered kisses over Cloud’s cock, dragging his lips and tongue across the flesh, and Cloud bucked his hips.
“Hey, if I couldn’t move, you can’t, either.”
Cloud didn’t respond, but Riku got the nasty suspicion Cloud was smiling.
Then their positions were reversed, and Cloud was above Riku again before Riku was aware of what was going on. Cloud moved fast. He was gone for a second, and then he was back, and Riku was aware that something very wet and slick had just slid into his ass. He moaned as Cloud hit that spot and he arched into the touch. Cloud, the bastard, had the nerve to laugh again.
“Someone plays with their ass when they masturbate.”
“Huh?”
“You’re way too loose for nothing to have ever gone up there.”
Riku scowled.
“So what if I do?”
“Nothing. I just wasn’t expecting it.”
A second finger entered and their conversation was forgotten as Riku arched up into it. Cloud arched an eyebrow.
“How many fingers do you use when you masturbate?”
“Screw you. Would you just fuck me already?”
“How do want it? On your stomach? Back?”
“Back.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, okay? Just throw my damn ankles over your shoulders and fuck me already.”
Riku hissed and gritted his teeth when Cloud obliged. It stung a little, but then Cloud thrust again, and Riku arched into him, and . . .
Holy hell, this was fucking amazing.
Riku fell into a hazy place-there was nothing else in the world right now other than Cloud, Cloud’s cock, and that spot that momentarily did this thing that made his own cock twitch. His release came faster than he’d hoped, but it didn’t deter Cloud. A guttural moan issued from his mouth as Riku came, and it wasn’t long after that Cloud came himself.
It was at that point that Riku realized everything he’d ever learned about safe sex had gone to waste. At least he couldn’t get pregnant.
Cloud collapsed next to him, and Riku rolled into him, laying his sweaty face against Cloud’s chest.
“Go ahead. Have your cigarette.”
Riku smiled, rolled back over, and lit up.
Everything he’d ever heard about sex was nothing like it had been, but that post-coital cigarette was exactly what it was made out to be.
“I love you,” said Riku.
“Love you, too.”
“Are you falling asleep?”
“Sex makes me tired. I have to piss.”
“Go piss.”
Cloud pulled himself out of bed and padded to the bathroom, still stark naked. Riku supposed that was okay. Cloud looked good naked.
When Cloud returned from the bathroom, Riku and his second post-sex cigarette made a trip to the bathroom, where Riku cleaned up. Once he didn’t have lubrication and cum all over his ass and legs, Riku walked back into the bedroom and lit the third cigarette.
“Man, this room reeks of sex,” said Riku. Cloud didn’t answer. “Cloud?”
Cloud snored in reply. Riku smiled. He didn’t blame him. Riku finished his cigarette, extinguished it in the ashtray, and lay next to him. Cloud mumbled something, stretched his arm out, and pulled Riku into him. Riku rested his head against Cloud’s chest, yawned, and draped his arm across Cloud’s stomach. He fell asleep within seconds.
I admit it. I giggled at Riku threw this entire thing.
( Prompt Table) for previous installments. 015/100 Complete.
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Claim: Cloud/Riku
Theme: [015.] Sexuality
Rating: R/NC-17 (?)
Word Count: 5,995
Summary: Sex was nothing like what Riku had been told. He could really use a cigarette right about now.
Disclaimer: I have no affiliation with Kingdom Hearts whatsoever. I only borrow these characters, and I will return them in like-new condition (or as like-new as screwed up people like Cloud and Riku get).
Warning: There is smutty, boy on boy nastiness in this chapter. Riku is underage. ADULT CONTENT. ADULT CONTENT. ADULT CONTENT. Riku is a fifteen-year-old minor! Is that enough of a warning for you that they’re gonna hump?
Author’s Note: I wrote a very long Author’s Note to this prompt before I wrote it, but . . . all I have to say now is I’m so happy with how this came out. I was so stressed over writing a sex chapter as I haven’t written one in ages (as in, two and a half years), but I am so happy with this it’s ridiculous. This prompt took me longer than any of the others to write. I also think it’s longer than any of the other segments. So there you go. I am so happy with this. Yeah.
Riku had a lot on his mind lately. He varied his attention between Kairi, Sora, that Keyblade sitting on his desk, and the impending meeting with Cloud, who was supposed to arrive today. It seemed that whenever he got a grasp on everything going on around him, another curveball insisted on throwing itself into the mix. That’s what the Keyblade was these days-just another curveball set in motion to throw Riku off-balance.
What the hell was he supposed to make of taking the Keyblade from Sora, anyway? What if, in fact, the Keyblade actually chose him over Sora? What if it chose Sora and left Riku looking like a fool?
If what Cloud said (and Maleficent and Ansem at that) was true, though, it meant there was a real possibility of it choosing Riku. That left a nasty predicament.
Riku longed for Cloud’s call, announcing his arrival in Hollow Bastion. This trip to Olympus Coliseum couldn’t have come at a better time. He longed for Cloud’s presence now more than ever-someone to talk to, kiss, hold. Someone who put no pressure on him, and didn’t analyze every little thing he did or said. Things got crazier and more unbelievable every day. Having Cloud around would be comforting-someone who would just love him. Maleficent and Ansem, he knew, looked at him as a tool at best. There was no warmth in his heart these days unless he was on the phone with Cloud.
Because of all this, when Riku hung up the cell phone, he hurried to the outskirts of the Hollow Bastion ruins. The misery, anger, and stress melted away the second he saw Cloud’s face, and was all but gone when Cloud’s arms wrapped around his waist and their lips met after so long.
Truth be told, Riku had feared the spark wouldn’t be there anymore after all this time. He worried that maybe all their phone conversations and Riku’s behavior toward Sora might have withered the flame Cloud had once held for him. Most of that was gone when Cloud kissed him, and it was annihilated when Cloud pulled back to give him that same adoring smile that he’d seen so many times during their month on the Gummi. It felt nice to be adored.
Riku wasn’t sure what he’d done to deserve Cloud-after all, he’d lost Sora, Kairi, and his entire family in the process. He knew he was doing and saying all the wrong things, allowing darkness to cover his heart, but he didn’t know how to stop it. Cloud was the light in the darkness-everything he’d ever hoped for in a boyfriend. Whatever he was doing, though, to receive those little looks of adoration Cloud like to send in his direction, he hoped he continued doing it.
*
The trip to Olympus Coliseum went faster than Riku had expected. Then again, he’d been more occupied on this trip than that month they’d spent on the Gummi. Last time, they kissed a little, talked a lot, slept, and spent a lot of time in silence. This time, Riku smoked a lot, they talked a lot, slept, and Riku spent a lot of time straddling Cloud’s lap.
In all honesty, he was surprised they hadn’t gone at it right then and there on the Gummi ship. Cloud-Riku was pleased to discover-hadn’t been kidding when he said he wanted to de-virgin-ize Riku. When they weren’t talking or sleeping, Riku and Cloud had their hands and lips all over each other.
The past two months had been far too long.
While Riku had fantasized about what it would be like to finally have sex with Cloud, he was glad it wasn’t on the Gummi ship. He still had the bit of romantic in him that didn’t want to lose his virginity on a Gummi. Not that Riku really made a big deal out of the “first time” or anything-he’d have lost it sooner if the opportunity had presented itself-and he was desperate to finally get laid. However, the Gummi ship wasn’t his ideal place for someone like Cloud who was important. While a random bed in a random hotel room wasn’t exactly romantic, at least it was a bed.
It was also, still, a bit of a shock that sometime while they were in Olympus Coliseum, he was going to have sex. He was nervous, of course, in that way where he knew Cloud was experienced and he had . . . well, Cloud was the first guy he’d kissed. It was an even bigger shock that someone like Cloud-older, wiser, beautiful, more together than Riku-would actually want someone as fucked up as he was. The scenario where they tried to have sex, Riku sucked, it all went horribly wrong, and ended with Cloud laughing in his face played over in Riku’s head more times than he could count.
It could be so good, too, or at least Riku imagined, because kissing Cloud was so much better than Riku had imagined in his fantasies, and that little nibbling thing Cloud did to his neck was so much better than Riku could imagine on his own. Having sex with Cloud, Riku figured, must be better than he imagined, too. If he didn’t screw it up, that was.
It was with these thoughts in mind that Cloud landed the Gummi behind the arena in Olympus Coliseum. Riku drew a long drag on his cigarette, held it in his lungs until he felt the need to cough, and exhaled. He took another puff. The nicotine did little to calm his nerves. He tried a third time.
“Sora shouldn’t be here, yet,” said Cloud. “He usually only arrives the day of the games and leaves the same night. It should be pretty easy to avoid him.”
Riku nodded. He didn’t trust himself to speak.
“You only brought one bag, right?”
Riku nodded again and took another drag.
“Is something wrong?”
Riku shook his head.
“I promise you nothing is going to go wrong with this. You won’t see Sora at all. I don’t want you to worry about that while you’re here, okay? We’re going to spend time together.”
“I know,” said Riku. He extinguished his cigarette and lit another.
“Chain smoker, much?”
“You say that like you didn’t know.”
“You know, I didn’t think I would, but I kind of like the smell of tobacco on you. Leon smokes, you know? It’s kind of a nice, familiar smell.”
Riku laughed.
“Off-topic.”
“Not really. We were talking about how you’re a chimney.”
“Okay, true.”
“Taste doesn’t bother me, either. I’ve come to associate it with you. It’s funny. Leon lights up and I think of you.”
“That’s because I’m a chimney.”
“Yeah,” said Cloud, laughing. “You okay, now? Ready to head to the hotel?”
Riku sighed.
“Yeah. I’m just . . . nervous.”
“I told you. I promise you won’t see Sora.”
“Er-it’s not really Sora I’m worried about.”
“No?”
“No.”
“What are you worried about then?”
“Sex.” Cloud burst out laughing. Riku frowned. “Don’t laugh at me.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No, you aren’t.”
“I know. Look, it’s okay if you’re not ready.”
“I’m ready!”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“I’m a virgin.”
“So?”
“You aren’t.”
Cloud collected his composure long enough to roll his eyes at Riku.
“I’ll go easy on you, okay, kid?”
“I’m not a kid.”
“Fine. I’ll go easy on you, okay, virgin?”
“Fuck you, Cloud. Fuck you.”
“Actually, I thought it was going to be the other way around, but if you insist . . .”
“I hate you.”
“Riku, relax. Don’t be nervous. I’ll go easy on you.”
“I don’t want you to go easy on me!”
Cloud arched an eyebrow. Riku covered his face with his hands, extinguished his cigarette, and lit up a third.
“Really?”
“I’m just nervous!”
“That you’ll suck.”
“Yes! It’s not like I know what I’m doing!”
“Listen, Riku, there’s only one thing you need to know about sex.”
“What’s that?”
“No one knows what they’re doing.”
“I doubt that.”
“I’m serious. It’s nothing like you think. It’s messy and awkward and everyone looks and sounds stupid. There is no such thing as grace when it comes to sex. Your hair is going to get fucked up. It’ll probably be in both our mouths at one point or another. There is nothing hot about the way people moan or grunt or anything. Anything you say that you think sounds sexy really isn’t. When it comes time to get undressed, clothing isn’t going to come off in ‘one fluid motion.’ It’s going to get stuck somewhere, whether it be your arms, head, ankles, wherever.”
“Why is this supposed to be good?”
“Because when you like someone enough, and it feels good enough, none of that matters. You get the hair out of your face and move on. I’m going to think the way you sound is hot. And when your shirt gets stuck on your damn head, you just yank it off, toss it somewhere, and forget about it, because now you’re naked, and that’s the important part.”
“I suppose this means the undressing each other thing isn’t as good as it sounds, either?”
“Riku, if you can even figure out how to undress someone else when you’re that horny in the dark without their help, it will not go as well as it should.”
“Because it’ll get stuck somewhere.”
“Exactly.”
“I have no more arguments.”
“That’s why you shouldn’t be so worried. Like I said, sex is messy and awkward.”
“But that doesn’t matter in the moment.”
“Exactly. And now you know all that you need to know.”
“I feel enlightened.”
“You should.”
“What if I can’t suck cock?”
“Riku, there is no such thing as a person who can’t suck cock.”
“I doubt that.”
“Okay, then let me explain to you the only things you need to know.”
“Give it to me.”
“Keep you teeth covered with your lips. If you can’t control your gag reflex, don’t try. It takes a lot of practice. There are few people in the worlds that can deep throat without practice. A mouth feels good no matter what it’s doing so long as you aren’t biting. Cause that hurts like a bitch.”
“Don’t bite. Got it. Common sense, but got it.”
“And Riku?”
“Yeah?”
“A tip.”
“Okay?”
“If you think you’d like it, there’s a good chance I’ll like it, too.”
“Are you going to fuck me?”
“Only if you want me to.”
“Okay.”
“Is that a yes?”
Riku nodded and lit his fourth cigarette.
*
“So this is where you kept calling me from?” said Riku, sitting on the balcony, opening his second cigarette pack of the day.
“Yep. I haven’t really left Olympus Coliseum since I got here before the Pegasus Cup.”
“What about Sephiroth?”
“I’m taking a hiatus. After all, they say when you get separated from someone, you should stay in one place and they’ll find you faster.”
“You think he’s looking for you?”
“I have no doubts that he’s looking for me. He loves to taunt me.”
“The sky’s pretty from here.”
“Yep. That’s our sky, babe.”
Riku smiled and set the cigarette pack aside.
“This where you were when I fed you that load of cheesy crap?”
“Yep.”
Riku felt the heat seep into his cheeks and thanked the dark for hiding it.
“I associate the night sky with you now, you know that? Every time it gets dark . . . it’s nice to be here with you, though, and not just on the phone.”
Cloud turned his head to Riku and extended his arm, grazing the back of his fingers across Riku’s cheek. Riku leaned into the touch.
“Yeah. I’m thankful for those phones, though. I’d have gone crazy without you to talk to through this whole mess.”
“I’m proud of you. For keeping your chin up through it all. I don’t know if I could do it. I’d probably withdraw from everything and everyone. Drown in my own misery.”
“You’re overdramatic like that.”
“I don’t know. I just . . . before I got lost in darkness, I was happy. Carefree. Then the Heartless came, and . . .”
“It seemed glamorous, right?”
“Right.”
Cloud dropped his hand from Riku’s cheek and brushed his fingertips across Riku’s neck. Riku covered Cloud’s hand with his own.
“I just . . . everyone expects so much out of me, and I hate to let them down,” said Cloud. “I should be strong, you know? It shouldn’t be so hard to find my light. But Sephiroth keeps coming back and I keep giving in to the darkness. I shouldn’t be so . . . emotional. I shouldn’t be so weak.”
“You aren’t weak. If you were, you wouldn’t be here right now.”
“I’m just not the man I thought I’d be. I thought I’d be . . .”
Riku laughed and turned his head into Cloud’s hand, allowing it to cup his cheek.
“You thought you’d be a good man. The kind of guy that protects his friends, fights for a cause, doesn’t let his emotions get in the way, and never cries. That kind of man. Whatever a good man is supposed to be.”
“Yeah.”
“Cloud, I like you for you, not whoever you think you should be. A real man can admit his mistakes and isn’t afraid to cry. So you screwed up and you couldn’t always pull through when it was needed. It doesn’t make you less of a man; it makes you human.”
“Sometimes I think you’ve got it more together than I do.”
“No. I just screw up a lot. I beat myself up for it, too, but not because I think it makes me less of a man. I do it because I let everyone down. I don’t like letting people down, either.”
“I love how you just understand everything I’m feeling.”
“I’m there, too.”
“I know. It’s just nice.”
“I don’t want to let you down, either.”
“I love you, Riku. Unconditionally. Isn’t going to happen.”
“You can love someone and still be disappointed in them. I know you don’t like how I’m handling the Sora situation.”
“I understand how you’re handling it, though. Yes, I think there’s a better way to do it, but I understand you’re hurt.”
“I just hate the way he makes me feel. It’s like . . . he thinks he’s better than me, now. He used to look up to me, and now I’ve let him down, and he’s the hero. I’d be happy for him, except . . .”
“He makes you feel like shit for it.”
“Right. Cause he brandishes the Keyblade, and . . . okay, maybe I exaggerated how he was in Traverse Town. But I didn’t say anything to him like I said to you. I let my feelings get the best of me. And, yeah, he was probably just excited to tell me everything, and really happy to see me, and just wanted to fill me in on everything, but what hurt the most was that when I took off-which I only did because it was obvious that Donald didn’t want me there-he just shrugged it off. I know he’s got more important things on his hands right now than me-like, the fate of the worlds-but it stung.”
“And you flew off the handle.”
“I got defensive. And maybe it could have been okay, you know? But I got so defensive when I saw him again in Monstro, and I was just teasing, but it was kind of nasty of me. I just . . . didn’t want to get hurt again. But then he threw that conscience line at me, and that hurt so bad that . . . I don’t know. I still haven’t gotten over it.”
Cloud moved his chair next to Riku’s, put an arm around him, and Riku’s head dropped to Cloud’s shoulder. Cloud twisted in his chair, and with his other hand smoothed Riku’s hair.
“It was a nasty line.”
“It’s true, though. I was so wrapped up in my own hurt that I didn’t even bother to think about how he was feeling. And now I’ve screwed it up so badly. I don’t know what I’m going to do about this Keyblade master thing, either.”
“I thought you were letting the Keyblade choose?”
“I am. But what if it chooses me?”
“Then you’re going to use it to get Kairi’s heart back. Fuck Maleficent and whatever she’s trying.”
“What if it chooses him?”
“Then you know that you aren’t supposed to have it anymore.”
“What if he pisses me off?”
“I can’t help you there.”
“I’m going to screw this up, I just know it.”
“Whatever happens, you can always call me to tell me about it, okay? And I’ll listen. No judgment.”
“Yeah. I’m so happy to be here with you right now. I missed you so much.”
“I missed you, too.”
*
Cloud was hot. Not that Riku didn’t already know this, but watching Cloud fight . . . Cloud was hot. And sexy. And had amazing arms. And a great ass. And was tall, and muscular, and hot.
They arrived at the arena early, and Riku snuck in through the back to find a seat. He didn’t see Sora at all for which he was thankful, and found a seat close enough to see, but not too close that Sora might spot him. Cloud had laughed at him this morning when leaving the hotel as Riku had taken one of Cloud’s crimson capes and constructed it into a hood to hide his face. Riku didn’t see what was so funny about it. If Sora saw him, it would lead to many questions that Riku didn’t want to answer, and probably another nasty scene that Riku didn’t want to deal with right now.
It was odd, at first, watching Sora fight in the tournament. His fighting had improved a lot since Destiny Islands, and quite a bit since Monstro. Riku figured it had something to do with that being all Sora did these days. Still, it made him uneasy watching Sora fight alongside Donald and Goofy. The way they fought together was so synchronized, so natural, and it was then that Riku realized just how close Sora had become to these new companions. He had expected to feel hurt and lonely seeing Sora again, but he hadn’t expected Sora’s new companions to come into the equation. In a way, though, Riku also felt proud, watching Sora advance to the next round over and over again. Sora had come a long way. If they were to fight again, it would actually be a challenge.
Watching Cloud, on the same tangent, was odd. Riku knew Cloud fought the Heartless, and knew Cloud was good at what he did, but he hadn’t expected Cloud to look so good doing it, or the same sense of pride watching him advance through the rounds. He almost laughed when Cloud first stepped out on the battlefield. Though he’d seen Cloud’s buster sword before, it didn’t occur to him until just then how very large it was. Riku hoped Cloud wasn’t overcompensating for something else, and he wondered how it was that Cloud managed to handle such a large weapon.
Then Cloud started fighting, and Riku came to the realization that his boyfriend was extremely hot. He was an amazing fighter, graceful, and sexy. Riku found himself cheering along with the crowd every time Cloud performed an impressive move and booing every time Cloud received a blow.
He also hadn’t expected to be worried every time someone wailed on him. By the time this was over, Cloud was going to be pretty banged up.
Then Sora walked onto the battlefield from the left and Cloud from the right, and Riku froze.
He had known they’d be fighting each other, but he hadn’t known. Even more so shocking, Riku wasn’t sure who he wanted to win.
How does one choose between their boyfriend and the boy he wished was still his best friend?
He’d known Sora his entire life, but he was in love with Cloud. To be honest, he didn’t care to see either one wailing on the other.
Then the battle started. Sora unleashed attack after attack on Cloud, and Cloud repaid the favor with an attack of his own. They swung, parried, and circled each other until Riku moved to the edge of his seat and leaned between the people sitting in front of him. He never noticed their glares.
Just as sudden as the battle began, Cloud fell, kneeling, his forehead against his knee, and Sora was declared the winner.
Riku’s stomach flipped as Cloud limped off the battlefield.
He wasn’t worried about Sora seeing him as he jumped from his seat and rushed to the back of the Coliseum, pushing past the people sitting in the crowds.
“Watch where you’re going,” someone yelled after him. Riku ignored it.
The sound of Sora’s victorious cheers reached his ear as he moved to the darkened space at the back of the Coliseum. Cloud poured a potion down his throat and began dressing his wounds.
“You okay?”
Cloud looked up and burst into laughter.
“Take that stupid thing off.”
Riku pulled off the cape, dropped it to the side, and kneeled in front of Cloud.
“He beat the crap out of you.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“You weren’t even walking right.”
“Guess I lost, huh? I never even got to take on Hercules. Leon and Yuffie made it to the end, you know? Should’ve known. Sora beat them, too.”
“Who cares about that? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. You should head back to the hotel, though. Tournament’ll be over soon, and I’m gonna have to talk to Sora or it’ll look suspicious. You don’t want him to see you here.”
Riku glanced through the open doorway at the path leading back into Thebes and the hotel.
“Not yet. I want to make sure you’re okay.”
“What if Sora sees you?”
“Who cares?”
Cloud looked up at Riku and smiled. It felt as if Riku’s heart had jumped to his throat.
“I’m going to be okay. The potion will take care of the bad wounds. I’ll be fine in a half hour, limp gone and everything. Don’t worry. I’ll be well enough to not go easy on you tonight.”
Riku twisted his lips into a half-smile, his eyes narrowed, and he tapped Cloud’s arm with his fist.
“Ouch,” said Cloud.
“Sorry,” said Riku, laughing.
“Bastard. You’re worried about me being okay and then you hit me?”
“I was playing.”
“You play mean. Way to kick a guy when he’s down. Literally.”
“I didn’t kick you, you melodramatic crybaby.”
“Fuck off. I am not a crybaby.”
“You looked hot out there.”
“Nah. Pretty comfortable, actually. I mean, I worked up a bit of a sweat fighting, but you know how it goes . . .”
“Not like that, you jackass. You looked sexy.”
“I knew what you meant. I just wanted you to say it again.”
“Fucker.”
“You really thought I looked hot?”
“Yeah.”
“Glad you thought so. Now go back to the hotel like a good boy before Sora sees you and all hell breaks loose.”
“Okay.”
Cloud leaned forward and pressed his lips to Riku’s. Riku didn’t know if it was normal or not, but he never thought Cloud’s kisses would stop making his heart pull tight. Cloud brushed his fingertips behind Riku’s ear and trailed them down along his neck.
“Was that my preview for tonight?”
“No. That was just because I love you.” Cloud dropped his hand, curled his fingers around the hem of Riku’s top, and brushed his thumb under the waistband of Riku’s pants. Riku closed his eyes, and his breath quickened. Cloud leaned forward and pressed his lips next to Riku’s ear. “That’s your preview.”
Riku nodded.
“Oh.”
“Go back,” said Cloud. He laughed as Riku swallowed.
“Okay. I’ll be waiting for you.”
“Good.”
Riku got to his feet, took one last look at Cloud, and walked out the back of the arena. He walked in the direction of the hotel, pulled his cigarette pack out of his pocket, and lit up. His thoughts remained with Cloud.
*
Riku thought it would be awkward, the intended sex being planned and all. He thought Cloud would come back from the arena and they’d just start right at it. Instead, Cloud walked into the hotel room a little over an hour later and met Riku on the balcony.
He said little on his encounter with Sora, and for a long while, they sat on the balcony, Riku smoking cigarette after cigarette. When night fell, they made their way inside the room. Still, nothing happened, and Riku wondered if they were going to do it at all. He continued to chain smoke, and drank one water bottle after another to keep his throat wet. All the smoke was starting to irritate it.
They talked about the day’s events, the Heartless, nothing out of the ordinary, and Riku found himself situated under Cloud’s arm again, head on his chest. He stopped smoking; it was rude to let your smoke drift in someone’s face, smoker or not.
Like usual, Cloud tilted Riku’s face up to claim his lips. There was nothing usual after that.
Riku’s breath became labored, heavy, as Cloud trailed little nibbles down his neck. He was disappointed he hadn’t thought that he might feel nervous when he lost his top, because the second it was gone, Riku was suddenly very aware of his body. Sure, he was tanned from living on an island, and toned from being so active his entire life, but he felt so small next to Cloud. The thought drifted out of his head the moment Cloud lost his top, too, because Cloud was gorgeous, and Riku just couldn’t think about his own body when someone so ridiculously sexy was trailing his tongue down his stomach, and oh dear god, what was Cloud doing to him?
“Should I turn out the light?” Cloud said against Riku’s stomach.
All Riku could do was nod.
He could’ve really used a cigarette right about then, but this wasn’t the time for a nicotine handicap.
Then the room was bathed in only the moonlight.
Cloud’s hands trailed across his hips, and Riku was only aware of losing his pants because of the sudden loss of heat. Of course, it was also about that time that Riku realized Cloud wasn’t wearing any, either, and when the hell had that happened, and why hadn’t Riku noticed?
One scene, one feeling, kept flashing to the next. They were both naked. Cloud’s hand was on his cock, it was nothing like having his own hand there, and Riku felt like his brain was going to explode. He couldn’t stop the moans-and he had tried. His thoughts drifted to Cloud’s speech about how no one sounded hot during sex, but Cloud would think he sounded hot anyway, and Riku prayed he didn’t sound like a complete moron.
This was about the time Riku wondered when he’d decided to take Cloud’s cock into his own hands, because he didn’t remember doing it, not that it mattered, because Cloud was moaning, too, and Cloud didn’t know what he was talking about, because Cloud sure as hell sounded sexy.
Those moans would be imprinted in his mind until the day he died.
Riku was thankful he had plenty of practice in handling his own cock, because as different as Cloud’s felt in his hand, he knew what he liked, and didn’t hesitate to use his limited knowledge on Cloud. This was nothing like masturbating, Riku thought, and half of the moans emitting from his mouth on their own accord were caused by the feeling of Cloud thrusting against his hand.
Oh dear god, was it always like this?
Riku whined when Cloud pried his fingers away from his cock (when did Riku whine?). Cloud leaned over his body to press his lips against Riku’s, then dropped his head to Riku’s chest, leaving a trail of small bites and kisses down his stomach until . . .
Cloud knew what he was talking about when he said anything a mouth did on a cock felt good.
Riku tried to thrust up, but Cloud’s fingers dug into his hips and pressed him against the bed.
“You stay where you are,” said Cloud. He had the nerve to chuckle.
“I don’t want to. Cloud . . .”
“Stay where you are.”
Riku groaned, whined, and clenched his jaw.
“Good boy.”
When was Cloud such a damn tease?
Cloud dipped his head down again, kissed the base of Riku’s cock, trailed his tongue to the tip, and nuzzled his nose there. He flicked his tongue over the tip of Riku’s cock, and Riku reached down, fisted his fingers in Cloud’s hair, and groaned.
“Cloud, if you don’t do something soon, I think I’m going to die.”
“That good, huh?”
The warm breath of Cloud’s words against his cock was a little too much to bear, and Riku squirmed, pushing his hips down into the mattress.
“Riku, if I suck your cock, you’re going to cum.”
“What’s your point?”
“If you cum, it’s not going to feel nearly as good when I fuck you. It’s going to hurt.”
“It’s going to hurt, anyway. You’re going to shove that monster of yours in my ass!”
Cloud laughed.
“Yeah, but the pain’ll pass.”
Riku whined again, blinked several times, and pounded his head against the pillow.
“Not this time,” said Cloud, kissing the tip again, and leaning over him to press his lips against Riku’s, which was about the same time Riku realized his precum was on Cloud’s lips.
Truth be told, it kind of freaked him out.
Riku had thought his face couldn’t get any hotter, but heat seeped into his cheeks again, and his goddamn face was on fire.
He hadn’t really thought about that. Well, that was kind of embarrassing.
“Sorry,” said Riku.
“For what?”
“Um . . .” Riku pressed his fingers to Cloud’s lips and wiped a little of the precum from just above his lip. “That.”
Cloud laughed, pressed his lips to Riku’s again, touched his tongue against Riku’s top lip, and Riku parted his lips. He swore Cloud’s tongue brushing over his own shot straight to his cock, making it-if it was at all possible-harder. Riku was sure that, by this point, one good blow down there and the damn thing would just break off.
“Don’t worry about,” said Cloud. “Would it bother you if it was me on your lips?”
“No. It’d be kind of hot.”
“So you shouldn’t feel bad about it being the other way around.”
This all made logical sense, Riku knew, but it didn’t make the color drain from his face.
“Can I touch you again?”
“You can do whatever you want,” said Cloud, his lips against Riku’s.
“Can I . . . um . . . do what you just did to me?”
“Tease my cock with your mouth?”
Apparently, Riku’s face could get redder.
“Yeah.”
“Not if you can’t say it.”
“Don’t actions speak louder than words?”
“Words are actions, my dear.”
Riku huffed, but then Cloud lowered his body, and a moan he hadn’t expected escaped from somewhere he couldn’t identify when Cloud’s dick rubbed again his own.
Oh dear god, he needed Cloud right fucking now.
“Can I tease your cock with my mouth?”
Cloud laughed. Again. Riku was starting to feel really stupid.
“I didn’t think you’d actually say it. I told you that you can do whatever you want.”
That was how Cloud ended up on his back and Riku was face to . . . well . . . cock. Cloud’s cock to be more specific. He wasn’t sure how this was supposed to go, but Cloud hadn’t actually hadn’t sucked on his, so he figured he probably shouldn’t, either.
It also appeared that Riku’s cock could get harder, because that unearthly growl Cloud released when Riku brushed his tongue along Cloud’s cock was amazing. Riku didn’t know Cloud could sound like that, and oh dear god, he was leaking, too. And Riku was doing it to him. This all meant that Cloud was enjoying this far more than his occasional chuckle suggested, and a sense of bravery Riku didn’t know he possessed up until that point took over.
He was sure not to bite as he littered kisses over Cloud’s cock, dragging his lips and tongue across the flesh, and Cloud bucked his hips.
“Hey, if I couldn’t move, you can’t, either.”
Cloud didn’t respond, but Riku got the nasty suspicion Cloud was smiling.
Then their positions were reversed, and Cloud was above Riku again before Riku was aware of what was going on. Cloud moved fast. He was gone for a second, and then he was back, and Riku was aware that something very wet and slick had just slid into his ass. He moaned as Cloud hit that spot and he arched into the touch. Cloud, the bastard, had the nerve to laugh again.
“Someone plays with their ass when they masturbate.”
“Huh?”
“You’re way too loose for nothing to have ever gone up there.”
Riku scowled.
“So what if I do?”
“Nothing. I just wasn’t expecting it.”
A second finger entered and their conversation was forgotten as Riku arched up into it. Cloud arched an eyebrow.
“How many fingers do you use when you masturbate?”
“Screw you. Would you just fuck me already?”
“How do want it? On your stomach? Back?”
“Back.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, okay? Just throw my damn ankles over your shoulders and fuck me already.”
Riku hissed and gritted his teeth when Cloud obliged. It stung a little, but then Cloud thrust again, and Riku arched into him, and . . .
Holy hell, this was fucking amazing.
Riku fell into a hazy place-there was nothing else in the world right now other than Cloud, Cloud’s cock, and that spot that momentarily did this thing that made his own cock twitch. His release came faster than he’d hoped, but it didn’t deter Cloud. A guttural moan issued from his mouth as Riku came, and it wasn’t long after that Cloud came himself.
It was at that point that Riku realized everything he’d ever learned about safe sex had gone to waste. At least he couldn’t get pregnant.
Cloud collapsed next to him, and Riku rolled into him, laying his sweaty face against Cloud’s chest.
“Go ahead. Have your cigarette.”
Riku smiled, rolled back over, and lit up.
Everything he’d ever heard about sex was nothing like it had been, but that post-coital cigarette was exactly what it was made out to be.
“I love you,” said Riku.
“Love you, too.”
“Are you falling asleep?”
“Sex makes me tired. I have to piss.”
“Go piss.”
Cloud pulled himself out of bed and padded to the bathroom, still stark naked. Riku supposed that was okay. Cloud looked good naked.
When Cloud returned from the bathroom, Riku and his second post-sex cigarette made a trip to the bathroom, where Riku cleaned up. Once he didn’t have lubrication and cum all over his ass and legs, Riku walked back into the bedroom and lit the third cigarette.
“Man, this room reeks of sex,” said Riku. Cloud didn’t answer. “Cloud?”
Cloud snored in reply. Riku smiled. He didn’t blame him. Riku finished his cigarette, extinguished it in the ashtray, and lay next to him. Cloud mumbled something, stretched his arm out, and pulled Riku into him. Riku rested his head against Cloud’s chest, yawned, and draped his arm across Cloud’s stomach. He fell asleep within seconds.
I admit it. I giggled at Riku threw this entire thing.
( Prompt Table) for previous installments. 015/100 Complete.