Tittle: Freak Storm
Author: Andro
Rating: This section is a lemon.
Pairing: Riku x Sora
Author Notes: ^_^; See? It didn't take me eternity and three years to post the next chapter up. I would have earlier, but it was my birthday and I hung out with my friends for a few days.(And I started school, and I just had my first job interview yesturday... I got the job too, whoo! ^.~)
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"How do you guys get up to five minutes without breath? I think I'd drown before one and a half..."
"Well...we've all lived here for at least thirteen years, and at least half of those were spent in the water, so it's just a matter of practice." Sora tilted his head to the right, his eyes still closed. He couldn't see Riku, but he could feel him next to him,
a warm presence.
"Not all of us can do it though. Kairi and Selphie can't. I barely can. Tidus and Wakka are just crazy about Blitzball. That's all they do, so it's not a problem for them. I can keep my breath that long because I'm a diver. But still, that was great Mr. Jakunen. Congratulations on surviving Wakka and Tidus' test. Next, Selphie will see if you're up to her standards by dragging you around and seeing how long you can tolerate Ms. Sunshine herself. And if you're lucky, Kairi might not even make you wear a pink coral necklace for a week." A drop of water splashed down on Sora's chin and he opened his eyes, startled, then groaned at seeing the troubled sky above them. It was then that the sun that had been shinning on them disappeared and a wind began to blow.
"Great. Just what we needed. A freak storm."
"Mmm?" Riku opened his eyes, and was rewarded with a water drop in his left eye.
"Ah..." He sat up, blinking sporadically for a second.
"Freak storm? What? Are they bad..?" Riku looked at Mariah. "We should probably head back home then, huh?"
"Nope. We can't leave. It looks like it's getting stronger, and I don't want to be caught out there when the real eye hits!" Sora shouted behind his shoulder, running to catch the boat before she was swept away in the growing waves. Catching a hold of the bow, he pulled until she was making an indent on the sand, then tied her securely to one of the bridge's support beams. The rain was starting to go from a playful drizzle, to an all out downpour. Sora groaned. //This is why I hate freak storms. They come, they go, and nobody knows when they end.\\ Running back, he grabbed Riku's hand and pulled him along to the main of the island and to the rope ladder that was almost hidden from view since it tended to meld against the background color. Both boys climbed up the stairs and found themselves in a small tree house. There was a blanket hanging up on the wall, and a lantern in the corner, but not much else. Shutting the door behind him, Sora leaned heavily against it, breath coming in small little gasps as water trailed down his body.
"I hate freak storms. I hate them I hate them I hate them." He complained, raising his head to look at Riku, realizing how it might look to an outsider.
"Don't worry though, they're not usually dangerous and only last an hour or two."
"Really? Ooh good..." Riku'd been a little nervous...and being used to being in weather-proof buildings during storms made him even more so considering all between him and the outside was a thin wooden wall, and a leafy canopy.
"Man... we were out there not even a minute... I'm soaked..." Riku shook his head, as water relentlessly trailed down his body. He'd been wanting to cool off after the game, but the rain was a little *too* refreshing.
//Great. Sopping wet, and stuck in a tree house for two hours... and with Sora... agg... great. Better get the resolve of a saint, Riku... better get it now..\\
"Yea. Another reason why I hate them." Pushing dripping strands of hair out of his face, Sora unwrapped his jacket from his waist and twisted it to rinse out the water. Droplets fell in a heavy river down the floor, but the water just slipped through the cracks in it and didn't form a puddle. Flicking it open, Sora used it to try to dry his hair as best he could before rinsing it again and handing it to Riku.
Goose pimples were beginning to break out over his skin because of the small gusts of winds that managed to sneak through the wood, and Sora rubbed his arms, shivering.
"You might as well get out of that clothing you know, it'll probably just get chillier." Sora commented, glancing at Riku and sighing in appreciation before looking away and using a match to turn on the lamp.
//Ooh no... no. no. Don't ask me to do that...\\\ Riku, instead, began scrubbing his hair dry. And then his shoulders and chest. If he got himself dry enough, he wouldn't have to take the clothes off, right? Right? The wind picked up and found its way through the cracks in the tree house.
//Shit that's cold!\\ Wouldn't be even worse if he took the layers of clothing *off*? At least now he had a little insulation... bah.
"Jeezus... and it was so w-warm earlier..." He relented and took the vest off, it nearly sticking to him like an adhered skin. Wringing it out, he laid it aside to dry, and handed Sora his jacket back.
"T-thanks..."
Looking at Riku oddly, Sora decided that living in Rokio didn't make Riku used to the cold. Living in a sunny, warm place all year round like Destiny Islands didn't make him any more used to the cold either, but he was used to the chill that freak storms and being wet brought. Nodding, he accepted the jacket and rinsed it again, using it to dry his arms and legs-the part that the body suit didn't manage to cover-and walked over to the wall, picking off the large blanket.
Turning, he managed to look innocent despite the rather carnal thoughts making suggestions in his head as he offered it to Riku with a pale blush spread across his face.
"Here. Sorry this is your first day here. Freak storms don't happen often.." Riku snagged the blanket and wrapped it around himself.
" S'okay... not like you can control the weather...they don't? Heh. Good. Sorry, I'm not too used to getting out in the rain.." He admitted, then realizing he was very much hogging the blanket.
"Oi, there's only one of these, right? C'mere. I'll share it." Riku moved the blanket until there was a larger piece of it over-hanging his right side.
//Oooh no you won't...\\ The angel side piped up, sounding threatening.
//Yes you will...\\
//Saint... think saint...\\ Riku chanted.
Not one to argue when he was cold, Sora nodded and walked up to the taller teen, letting the corner wrap around his shoulder. It was better, but out of being polite he kept a slight distance from Riku. A moment of silence.
//...? Oh, come on, I'm not gonna jump him or anything, 'besides, it'll be warmer. I wouldn't hesitate at all if it were Wakka or Tidus.\\ Giving up, Sora sighed and pulled himself closer to the other until there was a bit more than breath's width between their bodies and crossed his arms over chest, rubbing them together.
"Reminder to self: Next time I re-stock the tree house, I'm bringing heater, blankets, spare change of clothing and a cell phone."
"G-Good plan..." Riku agreed, watching Sora for a moment, and striving to keep the slightly less-than-pure thoughts and ideas out of his mind. And his little Shoulder Devil wasn't helping. Riku began rubbing his upper arms to ward off the cold that was steadily sinking in.
//Saint, saint saint.\\
It wasn't really working.
Looking up, Sora blinked at the odd expression on Riku's face and let his mind wander a bit past innocent. He could imagine himself suggesting that they share body heat-and then rolled his eyes at himself and stepped out of the blanket.
"Okay. This isn't working." He announced, turning back to Riku. He studied their situation, and then sighed and reached up at his neck to fiddle until he found the zipper that kept the diving suit snug against his body and pulled it down to his hips, pushing off the top and tying it off around his waist. Less wet clothing to deal with in a way.
With that, Sora reached up and gently pushed Riku down by his shoulders until he sat on the floor. The older teen found himself staring at unreadable cerulean eyes. Sora's hands lingered a little too long on the other's shoulders before Sora forced himself to take them off.
"Hopefully, the storm will stop in a bit." He whispered, feeling like that was what the atmosphere called for before slipping next to Riku, shoulder to shoulder as he wrapped the blanket again over them and he leaned lightly against the other boy.
Riku shut his eyes and shivered, albeit not all due to the cold either.
//Dude... calm down... he's just keeping the two of you warm... calm down.\\ He was in the middle of damning his hormones when a stray thought (due to the shoulder Devil most likely) wondered just exactly Sora was wearing under that scuba suit of his.
//Nuthin' .... Oh god...\\
"Y-yeah... it'll stop s-soon I'm sure..."
Twisting his face up, Sora found himself dangerously close to Riku's. He frowned faintly. //Down hormones. Down.\\
"Riku? Are you okay? You're trembling worse than I am and you're stuttering." Sora frowned again. This coming from the usually cool and whatever Riku was starting to bother him. Sighing, the younger of the two pulled himself closer and wrapped his arms around Riku's waist, pressing his head against his shoulder.
"I'm sorry."
//Ahhhh!\\ Riku squeezed his eyes shut, a sort of choking noise being held back in his throat... barely audible but there.
//I won't be able to handle this much longer... god... Storm? Stop soon. Stop quickly. please. Or I will end up raping the kid.\\
"Ahh..." Unfortunately, Sora was very warm; and Riku was quite, quite, cold.
//He's freezing.\\ Sora sighed. //I want to kiss him. I really wish I had stocked up the room last week when I had the change. I really want to kiss him. I really, really need to stop that thought before it goes-I want to push him down-aargh, too late.\\ Sighing, Sora brushed his lips lightly against the skin of Riku's shoulder, hoping Riku would pass it off as an accident.
"There's a cave below off next to the fountain, it might be warmer in there if you want to try it."
"No, we'd have to go out there... " Riku replied, voice sounding a little strained. "Besides, it's below ground right? So it'd probably be even colder..." The older boy felt the light, nearly breeze soft, kiss against his shoulder, and stopped. Was that what it was? Ooh god.. he hoped so. If not, he was going to have to warn Sora very soon or he'd end up jumping the boy.
"Mn, you're right." Sora nodded, recognizing logic when he heard it. He sighed, and let his forehead rest again Riku's shoulder again. His fingers twitched, and he resisted the urge to run his hands over the older teen's salivation worth body. He might be able to pass it off as friendly concern, but he wasn't sure he could stop if he started. He let out a long breath. //What in the world must he be thinking?\\
A stray breeze caught Sora across his uncovered legs and he shivered. If the storm began to die down, he could attempt to get them to mainland again. Anything to get away from Riku, take a shower and take a long, long sleep and fix his hormones.
Riku couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't. Not when the boy he'd been thinking of and remembering off and on for a full two months after they met incidentally, was here, pressed against his half naked body... half naked himself... and after Riku originally thought he'd never see him again? No. Wasn't going to happen. In fact... he commended himself for going this far.
"Sora...?" He said, voice catching from resisting what he wanted for such an eternity.
//Look up look up gods look up... \\
"Mn?" Sora mumbled absently, having been drawn into one of his little fantasy worlds. Sighing, he tilted his head at Riku with a questioning azure gaze and licked his lips nervously, that being the first time in a while that he'd bothered to look up at his friend in the eye. //Hell....hellhellhell..\\ Sora leaned in close.
//I'll warn him, yep.. I'll.. nope. I won't.\\ Before he could mention anything of an apology, Riku leaned down and closed the currently minimal space between them; and kissed the younger teen desperately.
Everything that had been building up until now was let go as he did, and Riku decided to savor it while it lasted. And he also hoped Sora wouldn't hate him too much. Riku turned into the kiss to get a little better leverage, and continued it, putting his colder hands on Sora's warm shoulders.
Normally, Sora might have been stunned by the other's actions, but at that moment, he didn't care. He'd been closing in to do the same thing himself, and wasn't completely sure of who had started the kiss and it didn't matter...
Eyelashes flickering down, Sora raised a hand to curl around Riku's cheek and responded with equal fervor, curling his free arm around the other's neck and pulling him up to make do for their height difference.
///Oohh... thank-you...\\ The momentum of Sora's actions, paired with how Riku was sitting ended with them in a rather compromising position. Riku pinned Sora to the floor of the tree house, the kiss ended, but he didn't stop; not now that he knew Sora wanted this too. The kisses continued furriously: Sora's cheeks, lips, neck, all getting bombarded.
Blue eyes closed out of their own volition and Sora sighed softly in pleasure, using his hands to skim lightly down Riku's back and through his hair, exploring and warming the icy skin with hot touches.
He bared his throat, asking silently to be marked and noted in the far back of his mind that the storm didn't sound as severe as it had a few minutes earlier, but now it didn't matter one bit to him.
Riku hummed pleasantly, moving down to the area Sora opened for him; massaging the softer skin there with his lips, and varying his assault from soft licks to nips. One of Riku's hands began trailing absently down Sora's body, while the other supported him so he wouldn't crush his newly found lover. Pulling back slightly, he grinned; and blew on one of the marks
that was steadily appearing.
"I've been wanting to do that forever.." He murmured, more to himself, but still audible to Sora too.
Glancing at Riku from the corner of his eye, Sora had enough presence of mind to raise an eyebrow questioningly.
"Don't tell me Mr. City Boy actually remembered the little Country Bumpkin that he almost ran over, did he?" Sora teased lightly, sliding warm hands sinuously down Riku's back to press him down intimately against his pinned body. Curious, he followed the small bumps that formed the spinal cord until he curved his palms around Riku's behind, squeezing.
"Mmm..." Riku shut his eyes for a second, and replied, smirking.
"You were walking in the street and you know it..." He attacked again, biting lightly at Sora's
lower lip before tracing them over teasingly with his tongue.
"I was walking -across- the street." Sora retorted, then quit trying to talk as he finally managed to capture the taller teen's lips in an eager kiss, flicking his tongue lightly over closed lips until they gave way and he experimented thoroughly with his first French kiss. Being submissive all the time definitely wasn't Sora's style, so he pressed up a knee, again nudging between Riku's legs until they too, moved apart and he rubbed his thigh against the bulge he found there.
/Ahhhh..\\ He hadn't been expecting that. Riku continued the kiss on, feeling his left arm getting sore from holding himself up; and slowly lowering to straddle Sora's hips; and pushing Sora's knee back down to the floor.
"Mm... damn." The wanted touch had stopped but it was either that, or to collapse and that wouldn't have felt very good at a falling velocity.
Riku smirked, and pulled back slightly, running his hands down Sora's chest, to his waistline; where the suit had originally stopped in the beginning.
A normal person would have stopped, panicked to wonder if what they were doing was right. But not even a faint thought of that rose in Sora's mind. In a way, he was very practical and straightforward. Now that he knew Riku desired him as well, Sora found no reason to object and only arched up slightly, letting a soft moan pass through his lips. That was his first time,
besides that man from Kermany... a few stolen kisses and harmless flirting had been all. While he'd honestly liked Leon, he didn't really warm up to the idea of him, even when he knew that he'd never see Riku again. Besides, Leon had been married.
On the other hand, he'd thought about what he'd like to do to Riku if they ever saw each other again in the months that they had been separated, but Sora had never actually realized that it was possible to find the other boy again. And most certainly not that soon.
Still, Sora was never one to question his luck and went with it, relaxing on the floor of the cabin, staring up at the older teen on top of him with what could be termed a coy smile.
Gentle, confident fingers brushed delicately down to where the dark body suit started, and tugged, peeling away to reveal more tanned skin-without a tan line. Sora hid another grin. Not having the girls around had more than one benefit, after all. He would have lifted his hips to help the tugging along, except that there was one very sexy silver haired teen sitting on them. So Sora settled for squirming and pushing up, letting his head drop back against the floor.
Riku backpedaled slightly, just enough for his weight to get off of Sora's waist, and only long enough to dispose of the barrier. He wanted to stop the physical contact as little as possible. As he pulled the still damp one piece off, the older teen noted the lack of tan line, and slid a finger over where one should be.
"So Kairi *does* leave you alone at some point… unless you don't mind her voyeurism?" He raised an eyebrow, smirking, removing the suit as an afterthought, and tossing it carelessly to rest next to his abandoned yellow vest. Riku instead assumed a spot on Sora's side, and slowly teased his right hand down and across the younger's thigh, leather glove catching with its
texture.
"She isn't a girlfriend or anything like that, right?"
He prompted, hand brushing temptingly against Sora's awakening erection
"N-no-she's not." Sora mumbled, having to pause briefly to remember who they were talking about. Color rose in his cheeks, his breath pulling up short. He raised himself up to lean over, running his tongue teasingly across the other boy's lips before pulling back; trailing butterfly soft kisses down a pale strong throat, the quickening beat of Riku's heart matching his own made Sora sigh softly and lowered his head to take one nipple into his mouth. His hips arched upwards, seeking more contact with Riku's covered hand.
"Ahh... good.." He murmured, forgetting what he was replying to. Reaching out to greet the boy's tongue with his own, Riku was surprised by the sudden downward attack on his chest, rewarding Sora slightly, starting a slow rhythm.
"Mm..." The leather glove wasn't as smooth as skin, and caught and stalled in places, giving a much rougher feel to the light ministrations Riku was actually doing.
Distracted, Sora pressed his forehead against Riku's chest, letting his shoulders tense as he moaned, closing his eyes to the pleasure. Eagerly, he pushed his hips into the other's warm hand, any pretenses of teasing gone. A needy sound erupted from the back of Sora's throat as he looked up into amazingly bright green eyes and tried to tug Riku back on top of him.
He wanted to feel him everywhere on his body, inside and out.
"Mmm... poor Sora... are you cold?" The older boy purred and relented to Sora's wishes, climbing on top of him. His hand not relenting or stopping its actions. Riku leaned down to nip at the boy's collarbone, before licking a wet line down Sora's chest, finding a nipple and sucked. Hard.
Sora bit hard on the inside of his cheek to refrain from crying out loud at the liquid fire that was running through his veins. With pleasure came hints of pain, and he bathed in the sensation, clutching Riku to his upper body and throwing his head back, sapphire eyes dark and dazed with lust. He sought to return the feelings being given to him, but from his position,
Sora could do precious little but squirm and gasp. //I want to make him feel good too...\\
It wasn't typical of Riku to take care of his partner's needs solely for an extended time, but doing this to Sora was better at the moment than what Sora could give him. Well... almost.
//Gnnh... god..\\ Riku's pants were becoming tighter, and his boxers very restraining. He groaned, but continued, marking a trail up to Sora's ear, nipping it.
"Have you been thinking about this...?" Riku said, voice low, his hand speeding up slightly.
"I have.."
Sliding a glance out the corner of his eyes at Riku, Sora's body gave a delighted shiver, and he fought to grasp the thoughts that were rapidly spinning out of his control and fading away in the onslaught of pleasure. Stubbornly, the island born boy forced his lips to move.
"I w-ah-wish you would have told me sooner so that we-" A low whimper and more thrusting. "-could be doing this....on your bed right now..." Possibly after the deal was done, Sora might take up teasing the older teen, but at that moment, hormones were in control. Using strength from years of constant exercise on Island Fun, the brunette pushed his lover over into the floor and pulled the gloved hand away from his cock, knowing that he wouldn't last another minute of that torture. With a focused expression on his face, Sora slithered down the muscled body until his hands caught a hold of the zipper that held Riku's pants together and swiftly pulled it down, noting with disappointment that he had another barrier to face in the shape of Riku's black boxers. He glanced up at Riku.
"You wear way too many things." Off went the pants and shoes, and Sora kneeled between the other teen's spread legs, rubbing his cheek over a tight, tense plane of stomach, slowly making his way to the prominent bulge inside Riku's final piece of clothing, teasing him again.
"Ooh... you're telling me..." He replied, having wished to have dressed in bare minimal when this little escapade had begun. Riku was also silently thanking whatever deity was present that he was getting the attention his body was demanding for.
Sora-torture was fun, but this would probably be better. Who was he kidding. It would be. Green eyes peered, half closed down at younger boy.
"..." He didn't say anything, the look was more than enough.
"Mmnn..." A light sound escaped from Sora, sounding remarkably like a satisfied feline purring. He lowered his face into the crook of Riku's legs and multiplied the purring sound, vibrating faintly against the cloth before licking where a wet spot had started to form.
Delicately, Sora pulled the intrusive boxers off, and then cocked his head to the side, wondering what to do next. He had ideas from all the times that he'd imagined similar scenarios, but now he wasn't too sure which he wanted to do first. Biting his lower lip, Sora gave a tiny shrug to himself and wrapped a slim hand around the back of the other's erection and tugged experimentally, and watched tense muscles twitch with amusement. Another glance up into Riku's face told him to stop playing and he hid back a smile, instead leaning down to swipe at the tip and twirl around it like an ice cream cone on a hot Destiny Island Proper day. He closed his eyes and opened his lips, carefully taking the head into his mouth and sucking lightly, experimenting with his tongue again.
Riku groaned, mostly from pleasure but relief too. He'd been about two seconds from either forcing himself into Sora's mouth, or pleasuring himself, the need was burning that badly. Riku also had to stop himself from overacting and choking the boy with his impatience (which was attempting to take over his body at the moment). Sora was inexperienced, but Riku
didn't care; letting himself get lost in the feeling, head pressing back against the unforgiving wood of the tree house. For a second, he noticed the storm was barely audible, but that thought was instantaneously lost as Sora began to hum with him in his mouth.
"Ahh.. god..."
In another situation, Sora would had smiled mischievously, but having a mouthful and a task to accomplish prevented him from doing so. Pulling away he swirled his tongue and lips around the top before turning his head to the side and nuzzling the inside of Riku's thigh. He glanced up at the older teen with a hesitant question in his expressive eyes, wanting to go forward before he spent himself but not sure what to do.
The feeling stopped, and Riku looked down, a little confused and dazedly.
//Wh...\\
The sapphires staring back at him still held the unyielding expression of want, but were also a little confused, and the older boy was reminded that this was Sora's first time. Resolving himself, and feeling the aching in his body fade temporarily, Riku prepared for a little Sora torture time. All in love of course. He sat up, and approached the other boy, who gave a
stunned look of momentary confusion before his lover pinned him once again to the floor.
"Your turn…" The silver haired teen whispered, steadily going down Sora's body, covering every inch of skin with kiss, touch and tongue before he reached Sora's desire again, and with no hesitation took him in fully.
//I foresee plenty of lessons for him in the future.\\ Riku thought amusedly, one hand moving to tease at the younger's entrance, while the other steadied its owner.
A loud cry was torn from the younger teen's lips, and he arched in reflex at the unexpected sensation before slumping heavily onto the wooden floor, not caring about how rough the surface felt on his back. He raised a hand to his mouth and bit down hard on the back, trying to thrust up into the warm, moist heaven that was Riku's mouth but unable because of the firm grasp on his hip. Small, panting breaths broke away from him as he turned his face to the side, blue eyes unseeing in a stupor of sensations.
//He's gunna pop…\\ Riku felt the muscles tighten and release, spasming in the pleasure he was giving. A quick glance up at Sora's passion flushed face confirmed this, and he stopped; pulling back, and letting the painful erection slide from his mouth.
Sora whimpered at the sudden loss of feeling and thrust his hips upward desperately, even against the force Riku was putting against them. The older teen smiled in a show of sadistic enjoyment, green eyes glazed. His petite lover looked very pretty with high color in his cheeks and swollen lips to match.
"Go ahead, Sora." He leaned down and blew lightly on his wet cock.
"Come for me." Riku wanted to see Sora's face as it happened, taunting the boy quietly, and giving light gratification to help spur him on.
Embarrassed, Sora shut his eyes, catching his distressed lower lip between sharp teeth. Even in the heat of it, he wasn't sure-
Another caress with the gloved hand.
Sora's seed exploded in great scrumptious gouts of warm white lust, spraying the back of Riku's glove.
Sated, Sora's body slumped into relaxation, eyelashes flickering to reveal a cerulean gaze as he stared, mesmerized at the achromatic substance slowly sliding down the pelt gauntlet, up to smoldering chartreuse eyes. Riku looked pleased with himself despite the fact that he'd been left hanging without release.
Tilting his head, the younger teen languidly sat up and ignored the other's questioning look. Leaning on his splayed hands to keep stable balance, Sora's tongue flickered out of his mouth and scooped up a trail of semen from Riku's hand; drawing it back inside his mouth to savor the taste since he'd never gotten to know Riku's essence.
Astounded, Riku only stared at his lover's actions until a hot throbbing from his lower regions reminded him that it wasn't over yet. Letting out a deep growl, the silver haired teen pushed Sora back down on the floor and kept him there with a hand pressed into his chest while he glanced around for something to use.
There was nothing that he could see to use for lubrication-he could always use some of Sora's ejaculation, or even saliva, but for a virgin, he wasn't comfortable with the idea. His heart sank, finding nothing.
"What are you looking for?"
"I need some kind of a slippery liquid." Riku explained, distractedly until he glanced up sharply, staring at Sora.
"Unless...you don't want me inside you."
He received a faint, indecently cheerful smile from the other boy.
"Of course I do." Turning away, Sora reached out with his arm and tugged his long ago discarded jacket closer to them, and picked out something from the wrinkled folds before handing it to Riku.
It was a medium sized bottle of sun lotion.
"Well fuck me raw." Riku remarked in surprise.
"Mmkay." Gleaming blue eyes stared at him in complete amusement despite being pushed down into the wooden floor. His cheeks were still high with color, and he was smiling.
Giving a snort, Riku drizzled the liquid over one cupped palm and then rubbed both hands together, making them slick. A faint aroma of coconuts filled the air, and some part of Riku's brain realized he would probably make a remark about that later, but his need had again returned with pounding intensity. Slipping a hand underneath the other boy, Riku searched with quick fingers an entrance and pushed in one finger at the same time his other hand curled around Sora's limp cock and lips met in a sticky kiss. Feeling the trim body give a startled jerk at the feelings the new actions brought, Riku pressed closer, rubbing their chests together. A few seconds later, a second finger slipped in and Sora broke away from the kiss, pushing his head back and baring his throat. He gasped for breath.
Green eyes followed the curved line, pausing to caress with his gaze the bite marks that had formed with a satisfied, smug smirk. Let that Kairi girl find them and see what she said about those, he thought wickedly, licking at a particularly dark bruise. Sora didn't seem to feel any pain however, he seemed to enjoy any attention given to his neck. Riku saved that piece of information for later reference. It occurred to him vaguely that he might not have a *chance* to use that information later, but he banished it. Whatever happened, Riku had a little over two months to come to a decision about Sora. However right then he had no mind to think about such things. The penis in his hand was already hardening, and Sora was making soft noises in the back of his throat.
Stretching his fingers delicately, Riku was pleased to discover that Sora was more than ready. Quickly lathering his cock with lotion, Riku raised the brunette's leg and wrapped it around his hip, then carefully positioned himself before thrusting in firmly.
A strangled, half yelp stumbled from Sora's lips, and his body gave an involuntary shiver, eyes reflexively shutting tightly to ride out the burning sensation. His hands clutched mercilessly at Riku's shoulders, using him as an anchor.
The pain eventually faded away like a bad dream and Sora shifted, molding his body tightly with Riku's.
Relieved, the light haired teenager released an inward sigh, having worried he'd really hurt the younger man. Now the real fun began.
One pale hand gripped the brunette's hip tightly, though careful not to bruise. Riku's other limb pinned Sora's left wrist to the floor, long fingers twining tightly around his lover's.
The mainland man drew his erection out slightly, then pushed back into the tight heat of Sora's body experimentally, watching the expression on Sora's face.
He repeated the process, pulling out more each time and thrusting back in harder than the last.
Breath rushing in and out rapidly, Sora moaned loudly in the silence of the tree house, accompanied with pleasured gasps.
Making sure their hands were tightly entwined as to not to let go of each other, he turned his head and wrapped his free leg around Riku, pushing up. Another spike of pleasure jolted through his body as the other thrust in deeply and brushed a sensitive spot inside.
Closing his eyes again tightly at the feeling being so close, he reached down between them,
stroking himself, trying to keep up with the rhythm.
Harsh gasps escaped Riku's lips as he changed his angle, hitting into Sora's sweet
spot with every powerful thrust. His hand had slowly moved from the boy's hip to circle his lower back, fingers pressed tightly into slick, tanned flesh. In one smooth motion, Riku
rolled them over, switching their positions and causing Sora's full weight to sink onto his lap. Riku gave a soft groan of pleasure, buried as deep as possible into his dark haired lover. Slowly, he began his thrusting again, drawing his hand from the islander's and holding onto his hips tightly.
The younger man's eyes flew open, hands pressed against Riku's sweaty chest. He cried out, surprised at the change. He didn't mind at all however, and gasped his enjoyment, pushing down to meet upward thrusts.
Breathing hard, Sora grabbed on to the green eyed male's shoulders once more and rode out the orgasm that swept over his body.
Riku fell back to lie against the cool tiles of the floor as he felt warm liquid spill against his torso. His grip around Sora's hips tightened as he thrust upwards... desperate for release and hanging on the edge. A few moments later he was overwhelmed with ecstasy and lightheadedness, releasing his essence inside his lover.
Exhausted, both boys lay motionless on the damp tree house floor, sticky and struggling for breath as they clung to each other. Intelligence slowly returned to dazed blue eyes, and Sora lifted himself up on his elbows, ignoring Riku next to him for a second. He cocked his head and listened.
Nothing.
Sora resisted the urge to laugh but failed miserably, only to collapse back on the floor and be rolled into a warm embrace. One chartreuse eye opened and stared at him, trying to muster disgust but too sated and happy.
"You have way too much energy. What are you going on about now bumpkin?"
Leaning down, Sora brushed his lips softly against the open ones beneath him before relaxing into the warm hug.
"*That* was the most fun I've ever had during a freak storm."
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=P Yes, that was a shameless PWP.
Love you all, thank you for reviewing. *hugs* This is pretty much my last Kingdom Hearts fic I believe, unless my muse decides that I need to write in this fandom again. Who knows? In any case, my fanfiction site is Cerulean.illuminati-x.Net and I have one or two KH fics there that I won't post on FF.net.
^_^; Now, off to work on finishing Dark Eyes and Danger of Caring.
-Andro
Author: Andro
Rating: This section is a lemon.
Pairing: Riku x Sora
Author Notes: ^_^; See? It didn't take me eternity and three years to post the next chapter up. I would have earlier, but it was my birthday and I hung out with my friends for a few days.(And I started school, and I just had my first job interview yesturday... I got the job too, whoo! ^.~)
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"How do you guys get up to five minutes without breath? I think I'd drown before one and a half..."
"Well...we've all lived here for at least thirteen years, and at least half of those were spent in the water, so it's just a matter of practice." Sora tilted his head to the right, his eyes still closed. He couldn't see Riku, but he could feel him next to him,
a warm presence.
"Not all of us can do it though. Kairi and Selphie can't. I barely can. Tidus and Wakka are just crazy about Blitzball. That's all they do, so it's not a problem for them. I can keep my breath that long because I'm a diver. But still, that was great Mr. Jakunen. Congratulations on surviving Wakka and Tidus' test. Next, Selphie will see if you're up to her standards by dragging you around and seeing how long you can tolerate Ms. Sunshine herself. And if you're lucky, Kairi might not even make you wear a pink coral necklace for a week." A drop of water splashed down on Sora's chin and he opened his eyes, startled, then groaned at seeing the troubled sky above them. It was then that the sun that had been shinning on them disappeared and a wind began to blow.
"Great. Just what we needed. A freak storm."
"Mmm?" Riku opened his eyes, and was rewarded with a water drop in his left eye.
"Ah..." He sat up, blinking sporadically for a second.
"Freak storm? What? Are they bad..?" Riku looked at Mariah. "We should probably head back home then, huh?"
"Nope. We can't leave. It looks like it's getting stronger, and I don't want to be caught out there when the real eye hits!" Sora shouted behind his shoulder, running to catch the boat before she was swept away in the growing waves. Catching a hold of the bow, he pulled until she was making an indent on the sand, then tied her securely to one of the bridge's support beams. The rain was starting to go from a playful drizzle, to an all out downpour. Sora groaned. //This is why I hate freak storms. They come, they go, and nobody knows when they end.\\ Running back, he grabbed Riku's hand and pulled him along to the main of the island and to the rope ladder that was almost hidden from view since it tended to meld against the background color. Both boys climbed up the stairs and found themselves in a small tree house. There was a blanket hanging up on the wall, and a lantern in the corner, but not much else. Shutting the door behind him, Sora leaned heavily against it, breath coming in small little gasps as water trailed down his body.
"I hate freak storms. I hate them I hate them I hate them." He complained, raising his head to look at Riku, realizing how it might look to an outsider.
"Don't worry though, they're not usually dangerous and only last an hour or two."
"Really? Ooh good..." Riku'd been a little nervous...and being used to being in weather-proof buildings during storms made him even more so considering all between him and the outside was a thin wooden wall, and a leafy canopy.
"Man... we were out there not even a minute... I'm soaked..." Riku shook his head, as water relentlessly trailed down his body. He'd been wanting to cool off after the game, but the rain was a little *too* refreshing.
//Great. Sopping wet, and stuck in a tree house for two hours... and with Sora... agg... great. Better get the resolve of a saint, Riku... better get it now..\\
"Yea. Another reason why I hate them." Pushing dripping strands of hair out of his face, Sora unwrapped his jacket from his waist and twisted it to rinse out the water. Droplets fell in a heavy river down the floor, but the water just slipped through the cracks in it and didn't form a puddle. Flicking it open, Sora used it to try to dry his hair as best he could before rinsing it again and handing it to Riku.
Goose pimples were beginning to break out over his skin because of the small gusts of winds that managed to sneak through the wood, and Sora rubbed his arms, shivering.
"You might as well get out of that clothing you know, it'll probably just get chillier." Sora commented, glancing at Riku and sighing in appreciation before looking away and using a match to turn on the lamp.
//Ooh no... no. no. Don't ask me to do that...\\\ Riku, instead, began scrubbing his hair dry. And then his shoulders and chest. If he got himself dry enough, he wouldn't have to take the clothes off, right? Right? The wind picked up and found its way through the cracks in the tree house.
//Shit that's cold!\\ Wouldn't be even worse if he took the layers of clothing *off*? At least now he had a little insulation... bah.
"Jeezus... and it was so w-warm earlier..." He relented and took the vest off, it nearly sticking to him like an adhered skin. Wringing it out, he laid it aside to dry, and handed Sora his jacket back.
"T-thanks..."
Looking at Riku oddly, Sora decided that living in Rokio didn't make Riku used to the cold. Living in a sunny, warm place all year round like Destiny Islands didn't make him any more used to the cold either, but he was used to the chill that freak storms and being wet brought. Nodding, he accepted the jacket and rinsed it again, using it to dry his arms and legs-the part that the body suit didn't manage to cover-and walked over to the wall, picking off the large blanket.
Turning, he managed to look innocent despite the rather carnal thoughts making suggestions in his head as he offered it to Riku with a pale blush spread across his face.
"Here. Sorry this is your first day here. Freak storms don't happen often.." Riku snagged the blanket and wrapped it around himself.
" S'okay... not like you can control the weather...they don't? Heh. Good. Sorry, I'm not too used to getting out in the rain.." He admitted, then realizing he was very much hogging the blanket.
"Oi, there's only one of these, right? C'mere. I'll share it." Riku moved the blanket until there was a larger piece of it over-hanging his right side.
//Oooh no you won't...\\ The angel side piped up, sounding threatening.
//Yes you will...\\
//Saint... think saint...\\ Riku chanted.
Not one to argue when he was cold, Sora nodded and walked up to the taller teen, letting the corner wrap around his shoulder. It was better, but out of being polite he kept a slight distance from Riku. A moment of silence.
//...? Oh, come on, I'm not gonna jump him or anything, 'besides, it'll be warmer. I wouldn't hesitate at all if it were Wakka or Tidus.\\ Giving up, Sora sighed and pulled himself closer to the other until there was a bit more than breath's width between their bodies and crossed his arms over chest, rubbing them together.
"Reminder to self: Next time I re-stock the tree house, I'm bringing heater, blankets, spare change of clothing and a cell phone."
"G-Good plan..." Riku agreed, watching Sora for a moment, and striving to keep the slightly less-than-pure thoughts and ideas out of his mind. And his little Shoulder Devil wasn't helping. Riku began rubbing his upper arms to ward off the cold that was steadily sinking in.
//Saint, saint saint.\\
It wasn't really working.
Looking up, Sora blinked at the odd expression on Riku's face and let his mind wander a bit past innocent. He could imagine himself suggesting that they share body heat-and then rolled his eyes at himself and stepped out of the blanket.
"Okay. This isn't working." He announced, turning back to Riku. He studied their situation, and then sighed and reached up at his neck to fiddle until he found the zipper that kept the diving suit snug against his body and pulled it down to his hips, pushing off the top and tying it off around his waist. Less wet clothing to deal with in a way.
With that, Sora reached up and gently pushed Riku down by his shoulders until he sat on the floor. The older teen found himself staring at unreadable cerulean eyes. Sora's hands lingered a little too long on the other's shoulders before Sora forced himself to take them off.
"Hopefully, the storm will stop in a bit." He whispered, feeling like that was what the atmosphere called for before slipping next to Riku, shoulder to shoulder as he wrapped the blanket again over them and he leaned lightly against the other boy.
Riku shut his eyes and shivered, albeit not all due to the cold either.
//Dude... calm down... he's just keeping the two of you warm... calm down.\\ He was in the middle of damning his hormones when a stray thought (due to the shoulder Devil most likely) wondered just exactly Sora was wearing under that scuba suit of his.
//Nuthin' .... Oh god...\\
"Y-yeah... it'll stop s-soon I'm sure..."
Twisting his face up, Sora found himself dangerously close to Riku's. He frowned faintly. //Down hormones. Down.\\
"Riku? Are you okay? You're trembling worse than I am and you're stuttering." Sora frowned again. This coming from the usually cool and whatever Riku was starting to bother him. Sighing, the younger of the two pulled himself closer and wrapped his arms around Riku's waist, pressing his head against his shoulder.
"I'm sorry."
//Ahhhh!\\ Riku squeezed his eyes shut, a sort of choking noise being held back in his throat... barely audible but there.
//I won't be able to handle this much longer... god... Storm? Stop soon. Stop quickly. please. Or I will end up raping the kid.\\
"Ahh..." Unfortunately, Sora was very warm; and Riku was quite, quite, cold.
//He's freezing.\\ Sora sighed. //I want to kiss him. I really wish I had stocked up the room last week when I had the change. I really want to kiss him. I really, really need to stop that thought before it goes-I want to push him down-aargh, too late.\\ Sighing, Sora brushed his lips lightly against the skin of Riku's shoulder, hoping Riku would pass it off as an accident.
"There's a cave below off next to the fountain, it might be warmer in there if you want to try it."
"No, we'd have to go out there... " Riku replied, voice sounding a little strained. "Besides, it's below ground right? So it'd probably be even colder..." The older boy felt the light, nearly breeze soft, kiss against his shoulder, and stopped. Was that what it was? Ooh god.. he hoped so. If not, he was going to have to warn Sora very soon or he'd end up jumping the boy.
"Mn, you're right." Sora nodded, recognizing logic when he heard it. He sighed, and let his forehead rest again Riku's shoulder again. His fingers twitched, and he resisted the urge to run his hands over the older teen's salivation worth body. He might be able to pass it off as friendly concern, but he wasn't sure he could stop if he started. He let out a long breath. //What in the world must he be thinking?\\
A stray breeze caught Sora across his uncovered legs and he shivered. If the storm began to die down, he could attempt to get them to mainland again. Anything to get away from Riku, take a shower and take a long, long sleep and fix his hormones.
Riku couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't. Not when the boy he'd been thinking of and remembering off and on for a full two months after they met incidentally, was here, pressed against his half naked body... half naked himself... and after Riku originally thought he'd never see him again? No. Wasn't going to happen. In fact... he commended himself for going this far.
"Sora...?" He said, voice catching from resisting what he wanted for such an eternity.
//Look up look up gods look up... \\
"Mn?" Sora mumbled absently, having been drawn into one of his little fantasy worlds. Sighing, he tilted his head at Riku with a questioning azure gaze and licked his lips nervously, that being the first time in a while that he'd bothered to look up at his friend in the eye. //Hell....hellhellhell..\\ Sora leaned in close.
//I'll warn him, yep.. I'll.. nope. I won't.\\ Before he could mention anything of an apology, Riku leaned down and closed the currently minimal space between them; and kissed the younger teen desperately.
Everything that had been building up until now was let go as he did, and Riku decided to savor it while it lasted. And he also hoped Sora wouldn't hate him too much. Riku turned into the kiss to get a little better leverage, and continued it, putting his colder hands on Sora's warm shoulders.
Normally, Sora might have been stunned by the other's actions, but at that moment, he didn't care. He'd been closing in to do the same thing himself, and wasn't completely sure of who had started the kiss and it didn't matter...
Eyelashes flickering down, Sora raised a hand to curl around Riku's cheek and responded with equal fervor, curling his free arm around the other's neck and pulling him up to make do for their height difference.
///Oohh... thank-you...\\ The momentum of Sora's actions, paired with how Riku was sitting ended with them in a rather compromising position. Riku pinned Sora to the floor of the tree house, the kiss ended, but he didn't stop; not now that he knew Sora wanted this too. The kisses continued furriously: Sora's cheeks, lips, neck, all getting bombarded.
Blue eyes closed out of their own volition and Sora sighed softly in pleasure, using his hands to skim lightly down Riku's back and through his hair, exploring and warming the icy skin with hot touches.
He bared his throat, asking silently to be marked and noted in the far back of his mind that the storm didn't sound as severe as it had a few minutes earlier, but now it didn't matter one bit to him.
Riku hummed pleasantly, moving down to the area Sora opened for him; massaging the softer skin there with his lips, and varying his assault from soft licks to nips. One of Riku's hands began trailing absently down Sora's body, while the other supported him so he wouldn't crush his newly found lover. Pulling back slightly, he grinned; and blew on one of the marks
that was steadily appearing.
"I've been wanting to do that forever.." He murmured, more to himself, but still audible to Sora too.
Glancing at Riku from the corner of his eye, Sora had enough presence of mind to raise an eyebrow questioningly.
"Don't tell me Mr. City Boy actually remembered the little Country Bumpkin that he almost ran over, did he?" Sora teased lightly, sliding warm hands sinuously down Riku's back to press him down intimately against his pinned body. Curious, he followed the small bumps that formed the spinal cord until he curved his palms around Riku's behind, squeezing.
"Mmm..." Riku shut his eyes for a second, and replied, smirking.
"You were walking in the street and you know it..." He attacked again, biting lightly at Sora's
lower lip before tracing them over teasingly with his tongue.
"I was walking -across- the street." Sora retorted, then quit trying to talk as he finally managed to capture the taller teen's lips in an eager kiss, flicking his tongue lightly over closed lips until they gave way and he experimented thoroughly with his first French kiss. Being submissive all the time definitely wasn't Sora's style, so he pressed up a knee, again nudging between Riku's legs until they too, moved apart and he rubbed his thigh against the bulge he found there.
/Ahhhh..\\ He hadn't been expecting that. Riku continued the kiss on, feeling his left arm getting sore from holding himself up; and slowly lowering to straddle Sora's hips; and pushing Sora's knee back down to the floor.
"Mm... damn." The wanted touch had stopped but it was either that, or to collapse and that wouldn't have felt very good at a falling velocity.
Riku smirked, and pulled back slightly, running his hands down Sora's chest, to his waistline; where the suit had originally stopped in the beginning.
A normal person would have stopped, panicked to wonder if what they were doing was right. But not even a faint thought of that rose in Sora's mind. In a way, he was very practical and straightforward. Now that he knew Riku desired him as well, Sora found no reason to object and only arched up slightly, letting a soft moan pass through his lips. That was his first time,
besides that man from Kermany... a few stolen kisses and harmless flirting had been all. While he'd honestly liked Leon, he didn't really warm up to the idea of him, even when he knew that he'd never see Riku again. Besides, Leon had been married.
On the other hand, he'd thought about what he'd like to do to Riku if they ever saw each other again in the months that they had been separated, but Sora had never actually realized that it was possible to find the other boy again. And most certainly not that soon.
Still, Sora was never one to question his luck and went with it, relaxing on the floor of the cabin, staring up at the older teen on top of him with what could be termed a coy smile.
Gentle, confident fingers brushed delicately down to where the dark body suit started, and tugged, peeling away to reveal more tanned skin-without a tan line. Sora hid another grin. Not having the girls around had more than one benefit, after all. He would have lifted his hips to help the tugging along, except that there was one very sexy silver haired teen sitting on them. So Sora settled for squirming and pushing up, letting his head drop back against the floor.
Riku backpedaled slightly, just enough for his weight to get off of Sora's waist, and only long enough to dispose of the barrier. He wanted to stop the physical contact as little as possible. As he pulled the still damp one piece off, the older teen noted the lack of tan line, and slid a finger over where one should be.
"So Kairi *does* leave you alone at some point… unless you don't mind her voyeurism?" He raised an eyebrow, smirking, removing the suit as an afterthought, and tossing it carelessly to rest next to his abandoned yellow vest. Riku instead assumed a spot on Sora's side, and slowly teased his right hand down and across the younger's thigh, leather glove catching with its
texture.
"She isn't a girlfriend or anything like that, right?"
He prompted, hand brushing temptingly against Sora's awakening erection
"N-no-she's not." Sora mumbled, having to pause briefly to remember who they were talking about. Color rose in his cheeks, his breath pulling up short. He raised himself up to lean over, running his tongue teasingly across the other boy's lips before pulling back; trailing butterfly soft kisses down a pale strong throat, the quickening beat of Riku's heart matching his own made Sora sigh softly and lowered his head to take one nipple into his mouth. His hips arched upwards, seeking more contact with Riku's covered hand.
"Ahh... good.." He murmured, forgetting what he was replying to. Reaching out to greet the boy's tongue with his own, Riku was surprised by the sudden downward attack on his chest, rewarding Sora slightly, starting a slow rhythm.
"Mm..." The leather glove wasn't as smooth as skin, and caught and stalled in places, giving a much rougher feel to the light ministrations Riku was actually doing.
Distracted, Sora pressed his forehead against Riku's chest, letting his shoulders tense as he moaned, closing his eyes to the pleasure. Eagerly, he pushed his hips into the other's warm hand, any pretenses of teasing gone. A needy sound erupted from the back of Sora's throat as he looked up into amazingly bright green eyes and tried to tug Riku back on top of him.
He wanted to feel him everywhere on his body, inside and out.
"Mmm... poor Sora... are you cold?" The older boy purred and relented to Sora's wishes, climbing on top of him. His hand not relenting or stopping its actions. Riku leaned down to nip at the boy's collarbone, before licking a wet line down Sora's chest, finding a nipple and sucked. Hard.
Sora bit hard on the inside of his cheek to refrain from crying out loud at the liquid fire that was running through his veins. With pleasure came hints of pain, and he bathed in the sensation, clutching Riku to his upper body and throwing his head back, sapphire eyes dark and dazed with lust. He sought to return the feelings being given to him, but from his position,
Sora could do precious little but squirm and gasp. //I want to make him feel good too...\\
It wasn't typical of Riku to take care of his partner's needs solely for an extended time, but doing this to Sora was better at the moment than what Sora could give him. Well... almost.
//Gnnh... god..\\ Riku's pants were becoming tighter, and his boxers very restraining. He groaned, but continued, marking a trail up to Sora's ear, nipping it.
"Have you been thinking about this...?" Riku said, voice low, his hand speeding up slightly.
"I have.."
Sliding a glance out the corner of his eyes at Riku, Sora's body gave a delighted shiver, and he fought to grasp the thoughts that were rapidly spinning out of his control and fading away in the onslaught of pleasure. Stubbornly, the island born boy forced his lips to move.
"I w-ah-wish you would have told me sooner so that we-" A low whimper and more thrusting. "-could be doing this....on your bed right now..." Possibly after the deal was done, Sora might take up teasing the older teen, but at that moment, hormones were in control. Using strength from years of constant exercise on Island Fun, the brunette pushed his lover over into the floor and pulled the gloved hand away from his cock, knowing that he wouldn't last another minute of that torture. With a focused expression on his face, Sora slithered down the muscled body until his hands caught a hold of the zipper that held Riku's pants together and swiftly pulled it down, noting with disappointment that he had another barrier to face in the shape of Riku's black boxers. He glanced up at Riku.
"You wear way too many things." Off went the pants and shoes, and Sora kneeled between the other teen's spread legs, rubbing his cheek over a tight, tense plane of stomach, slowly making his way to the prominent bulge inside Riku's final piece of clothing, teasing him again.
"Ooh... you're telling me..." He replied, having wished to have dressed in bare minimal when this little escapade had begun. Riku was also silently thanking whatever deity was present that he was getting the attention his body was demanding for.
Sora-torture was fun, but this would probably be better. Who was he kidding. It would be. Green eyes peered, half closed down at younger boy.
"..." He didn't say anything, the look was more than enough.
"Mmnn..." A light sound escaped from Sora, sounding remarkably like a satisfied feline purring. He lowered his face into the crook of Riku's legs and multiplied the purring sound, vibrating faintly against the cloth before licking where a wet spot had started to form.
Delicately, Sora pulled the intrusive boxers off, and then cocked his head to the side, wondering what to do next. He had ideas from all the times that he'd imagined similar scenarios, but now he wasn't too sure which he wanted to do first. Biting his lower lip, Sora gave a tiny shrug to himself and wrapped a slim hand around the back of the other's erection and tugged experimentally, and watched tense muscles twitch with amusement. Another glance up into Riku's face told him to stop playing and he hid back a smile, instead leaning down to swipe at the tip and twirl around it like an ice cream cone on a hot Destiny Island Proper day. He closed his eyes and opened his lips, carefully taking the head into his mouth and sucking lightly, experimenting with his tongue again.
Riku groaned, mostly from pleasure but relief too. He'd been about two seconds from either forcing himself into Sora's mouth, or pleasuring himself, the need was burning that badly. Riku also had to stop himself from overacting and choking the boy with his impatience (which was attempting to take over his body at the moment). Sora was inexperienced, but Riku
didn't care; letting himself get lost in the feeling, head pressing back against the unforgiving wood of the tree house. For a second, he noticed the storm was barely audible, but that thought was instantaneously lost as Sora began to hum with him in his mouth.
"Ahh.. god..."
In another situation, Sora would had smiled mischievously, but having a mouthful and a task to accomplish prevented him from doing so. Pulling away he swirled his tongue and lips around the top before turning his head to the side and nuzzling the inside of Riku's thigh. He glanced up at the older teen with a hesitant question in his expressive eyes, wanting to go forward before he spent himself but not sure what to do.
The feeling stopped, and Riku looked down, a little confused and dazedly.
//Wh...\\
The sapphires staring back at him still held the unyielding expression of want, but were also a little confused, and the older boy was reminded that this was Sora's first time. Resolving himself, and feeling the aching in his body fade temporarily, Riku prepared for a little Sora torture time. All in love of course. He sat up, and approached the other boy, who gave a
stunned look of momentary confusion before his lover pinned him once again to the floor.
"Your turn…" The silver haired teen whispered, steadily going down Sora's body, covering every inch of skin with kiss, touch and tongue before he reached Sora's desire again, and with no hesitation took him in fully.
//I foresee plenty of lessons for him in the future.\\ Riku thought amusedly, one hand moving to tease at the younger's entrance, while the other steadied its owner.
A loud cry was torn from the younger teen's lips, and he arched in reflex at the unexpected sensation before slumping heavily onto the wooden floor, not caring about how rough the surface felt on his back. He raised a hand to his mouth and bit down hard on the back, trying to thrust up into the warm, moist heaven that was Riku's mouth but unable because of the firm grasp on his hip. Small, panting breaths broke away from him as he turned his face to the side, blue eyes unseeing in a stupor of sensations.
//He's gunna pop…\\ Riku felt the muscles tighten and release, spasming in the pleasure he was giving. A quick glance up at Sora's passion flushed face confirmed this, and he stopped; pulling back, and letting the painful erection slide from his mouth.
Sora whimpered at the sudden loss of feeling and thrust his hips upward desperately, even against the force Riku was putting against them. The older teen smiled in a show of sadistic enjoyment, green eyes glazed. His petite lover looked very pretty with high color in his cheeks and swollen lips to match.
"Go ahead, Sora." He leaned down and blew lightly on his wet cock.
"Come for me." Riku wanted to see Sora's face as it happened, taunting the boy quietly, and giving light gratification to help spur him on.
Embarrassed, Sora shut his eyes, catching his distressed lower lip between sharp teeth. Even in the heat of it, he wasn't sure-
Another caress with the gloved hand.
Sora's seed exploded in great scrumptious gouts of warm white lust, spraying the back of Riku's glove.
Sated, Sora's body slumped into relaxation, eyelashes flickering to reveal a cerulean gaze as he stared, mesmerized at the achromatic substance slowly sliding down the pelt gauntlet, up to smoldering chartreuse eyes. Riku looked pleased with himself despite the fact that he'd been left hanging without release.
Tilting his head, the younger teen languidly sat up and ignored the other's questioning look. Leaning on his splayed hands to keep stable balance, Sora's tongue flickered out of his mouth and scooped up a trail of semen from Riku's hand; drawing it back inside his mouth to savor the taste since he'd never gotten to know Riku's essence.
Astounded, Riku only stared at his lover's actions until a hot throbbing from his lower regions reminded him that it wasn't over yet. Letting out a deep growl, the silver haired teen pushed Sora back down on the floor and kept him there with a hand pressed into his chest while he glanced around for something to use.
There was nothing that he could see to use for lubrication-he could always use some of Sora's ejaculation, or even saliva, but for a virgin, he wasn't comfortable with the idea. His heart sank, finding nothing.
"What are you looking for?"
"I need some kind of a slippery liquid." Riku explained, distractedly until he glanced up sharply, staring at Sora.
"Unless...you don't want me inside you."
He received a faint, indecently cheerful smile from the other boy.
"Of course I do." Turning away, Sora reached out with his arm and tugged his long ago discarded jacket closer to them, and picked out something from the wrinkled folds before handing it to Riku.
It was a medium sized bottle of sun lotion.
"Well fuck me raw." Riku remarked in surprise.
"Mmkay." Gleaming blue eyes stared at him in complete amusement despite being pushed down into the wooden floor. His cheeks were still high with color, and he was smiling.
Giving a snort, Riku drizzled the liquid over one cupped palm and then rubbed both hands together, making them slick. A faint aroma of coconuts filled the air, and some part of Riku's brain realized he would probably make a remark about that later, but his need had again returned with pounding intensity. Slipping a hand underneath the other boy, Riku searched with quick fingers an entrance and pushed in one finger at the same time his other hand curled around Sora's limp cock and lips met in a sticky kiss. Feeling the trim body give a startled jerk at the feelings the new actions brought, Riku pressed closer, rubbing their chests together. A few seconds later, a second finger slipped in and Sora broke away from the kiss, pushing his head back and baring his throat. He gasped for breath.
Green eyes followed the curved line, pausing to caress with his gaze the bite marks that had formed with a satisfied, smug smirk. Let that Kairi girl find them and see what she said about those, he thought wickedly, licking at a particularly dark bruise. Sora didn't seem to feel any pain however, he seemed to enjoy any attention given to his neck. Riku saved that piece of information for later reference. It occurred to him vaguely that he might not have a *chance* to use that information later, but he banished it. Whatever happened, Riku had a little over two months to come to a decision about Sora. However right then he had no mind to think about such things. The penis in his hand was already hardening, and Sora was making soft noises in the back of his throat.
Stretching his fingers delicately, Riku was pleased to discover that Sora was more than ready. Quickly lathering his cock with lotion, Riku raised the brunette's leg and wrapped it around his hip, then carefully positioned himself before thrusting in firmly.
A strangled, half yelp stumbled from Sora's lips, and his body gave an involuntary shiver, eyes reflexively shutting tightly to ride out the burning sensation. His hands clutched mercilessly at Riku's shoulders, using him as an anchor.
The pain eventually faded away like a bad dream and Sora shifted, molding his body tightly with Riku's.
Relieved, the light haired teenager released an inward sigh, having worried he'd really hurt the younger man. Now the real fun began.
One pale hand gripped the brunette's hip tightly, though careful not to bruise. Riku's other limb pinned Sora's left wrist to the floor, long fingers twining tightly around his lover's.
The mainland man drew his erection out slightly, then pushed back into the tight heat of Sora's body experimentally, watching the expression on Sora's face.
He repeated the process, pulling out more each time and thrusting back in harder than the last.
Breath rushing in and out rapidly, Sora moaned loudly in the silence of the tree house, accompanied with pleasured gasps.
Making sure their hands were tightly entwined as to not to let go of each other, he turned his head and wrapped his free leg around Riku, pushing up. Another spike of pleasure jolted through his body as the other thrust in deeply and brushed a sensitive spot inside.
Closing his eyes again tightly at the feeling being so close, he reached down between them,
stroking himself, trying to keep up with the rhythm.
Harsh gasps escaped Riku's lips as he changed his angle, hitting into Sora's sweet
spot with every powerful thrust. His hand had slowly moved from the boy's hip to circle his lower back, fingers pressed tightly into slick, tanned flesh. In one smooth motion, Riku
rolled them over, switching their positions and causing Sora's full weight to sink onto his lap. Riku gave a soft groan of pleasure, buried as deep as possible into his dark haired lover. Slowly, he began his thrusting again, drawing his hand from the islander's and holding onto his hips tightly.
The younger man's eyes flew open, hands pressed against Riku's sweaty chest. He cried out, surprised at the change. He didn't mind at all however, and gasped his enjoyment, pushing down to meet upward thrusts.
Breathing hard, Sora grabbed on to the green eyed male's shoulders once more and rode out the orgasm that swept over his body.
Riku fell back to lie against the cool tiles of the floor as he felt warm liquid spill against his torso. His grip around Sora's hips tightened as he thrust upwards... desperate for release and hanging on the edge. A few moments later he was overwhelmed with ecstasy and lightheadedness, releasing his essence inside his lover.
Exhausted, both boys lay motionless on the damp tree house floor, sticky and struggling for breath as they clung to each other. Intelligence slowly returned to dazed blue eyes, and Sora lifted himself up on his elbows, ignoring Riku next to him for a second. He cocked his head and listened.
Nothing.
Sora resisted the urge to laugh but failed miserably, only to collapse back on the floor and be rolled into a warm embrace. One chartreuse eye opened and stared at him, trying to muster disgust but too sated and happy.
"You have way too much energy. What are you going on about now bumpkin?"
Leaning down, Sora brushed his lips softly against the open ones beneath him before relaxing into the warm hug.
"*That* was the most fun I've ever had during a freak storm."
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End
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=P Yes, that was a shameless PWP.
Love you all, thank you for reviewing. *hugs* This is pretty much my last Kingdom Hearts fic I believe, unless my muse decides that I need to write in this fandom again. Who knows? In any case, my fanfiction site is Cerulean.illuminati-x.Net and I have one or two KH fics there that I won't post on FF.net.
^_^; Now, off to work on finishing Dark Eyes and Danger of Caring.
-Andro