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... )
(Come on, those two so had 'bitter exes' written all over them.)
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BUT A HUGE SECONDED FOR NOW.
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...and after writing this at 1am without scrutinising the prompt too much, I just realised it doesn't have the 'passionate argument' element ; n ; Argument, yes, but passionate, not...quite. I'M SO SORRY. If you want me to write another, just say the word QQ
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It all starts innocuously enough, when they stand at the balcony which overlooks the Hall of Empty Melodies, idly commenting on the day’s new turn of events. She remarks upon his surprising capacity for babysitting, and he only smirks emptily in response.
I don’t know, this kid sort of reminds me of when I was a kid. That’s why I keep at this business, even if I don’t actually enjoy it.
Huh, she breathes, uttering the muted syllable in the manner of a cobra shooting venom, thinly-veiled sarcasm palpable in that one word. Well, I never. Are you saying that this brat reminds you of what it felt like to have a heart?
His poison-green eyes crinkle with the beginnings of his cold, brittle smile. In a roundabout way. Not ( ... )
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Well, what are you waiting for? she snaps, refusing to give him the satisfaction of struggling against his grip. If you want to end it, do it now.
Tut-tut, he hums in an infuriating whisper. You can’t be giving up now, can you? Especially when we still have plans to set into motion.
Bastard, she hisses, soft, snakelike, her voice dripping with contempt; with a surge of effort, she succeeds in forcing him away from her, and uses her momentum to roll them over, until she straddles him and has her arms braced against the floor and tangled in his hair.
He grins up at her, lips arching into a mocking travesty of a smile which makes her want to claw his face off, to bring cold metal to warm skin and cut, marring the planes and angles of his features. That’s pretty typical of you, too. Don’t change it, though - I quite like it that way.
At her expression, he laughs openly.
What’s wrong, kitten? He grins, grins through his teeth, and laces his fingers behind her head, pulls her roughly down to him; when they kiss, there is no passion in ( ... )
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There is no rhythm to their coupling. Nothing remotely tender or loving about it. They both live for the here and the now, and her mind is preoccupied with the feel of his body against her own, the feverish heat of his skin against hers. She grabs fistfuls of his hair, slick and damp with sweat, and pulls savagely, indicating when to thrust harder. She is only vaguely aware of his hand - strong and sinewy - which brushes against her, stroking lasciviously at her heated core.
In response to the casual flick of his finger, she snarls, snarls with all the bloodcurdling savagery of a wild beast, and clamps down on him from within. She is rewarded by a harsh gasp, as he bucks and twists, fingers recoiling as though stung.
The impact of their bodies against one another beats in tandem with the rush of blood in her head, and as her grip tightens on his back, she senses he is close, and she is reminded of the fact that this is a test, a competition.
Who will submit first?In a verbal spar or a physical match, it was always down to who ( ... )
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