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Slowpoke (Riku x Sora)	By : TristyandShane Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 358 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Slowpoke
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A firepit was situated in front of the tent, flames still flickering. Yellow and orange hues surrounded the camp, leaving every path to the forest hidden in shade. All that could be heard in the atmosphere were a series of grunts coming from the tent.
"Riku...you're so damn tight..." Sora grumbled, squeezing his eyes shut while his hands gripped around Riku's waist, "I...ugh...Riku..."
Riku had his face on the bedroll, arms hugging around his head. He could feel Sora struggle to pound, feeling the smaller male stop and then start. Riku grumbled. Fingernails dug into Riku's sides, and while Riku didn't mind pain or twinges at all, he was bored of how much Sora tried to perform.
"Come on, Sora. You've been at it for ten whole minutes now..."
"I can do it, really! Maybe...ugh...push back a little?"
Silver eyebrows furrowed, a grunt rumbled in his throat, and then, but gradually, Riku did as Sora suggested and merely pushed back. His backside pressed against Sora's crotch, and with that, a small groan slipped from his lips. Riku glanced over his shoulder at the other, an irritated look on his face.
"Sora, would you rather me ride?"
"N-no! If you did, then I'd never get the hang of it!" Sora complained, pouting his lips.
"If I can do it so easily, though..."
"Riku!" Sora snapped.
Lifting a knee, his other knee was still flat on the ground. Sora still grabbed around Riku, and then, he started to pound. His crotch started to actually meet Riku's ass with swift, hard claps. Green eyes continued to watch Sora, seeing the smaller male finally get the hang of thrusting.
"Sora..." Riku grunted, propping up his elbows on the sleeping bag while he watched the brunette behind him.
Cold air seeped through the crack of the tent, drifting through the curtains. Despite the cool breeze, Riku still glistened in sweat. Sora leaned forward, grabbing a fistful of Riku's v-neck cotton vest, tugging it up to expose his abdomen and chest.
"Fuck, Sora..."
His ring of muscle was tight, warm, and embraced Sora's manhood. Sora's balls slapped at Riku's thighs, and along with it, Sora could feel Riku's balls smack against his. A hand felt along those abdomen muscles, gliding along each ab during the pounds.
But then, Sora stopped again, running out of breath this time.
"H-how can someone go on like this for so long? Damn it, Riku," grumbled Sora, arms hugging around Riku's waist, while his head rested on Riku's lower back...or well...his ass.
"Sora, stop doing it if you can't keep up with it!" Riku snapped.
"B-but Riku..."
"I'll do it. I'll get on top of you," he put.
Pulling himself forward, Sora's cock slipped out of Riku's anus, leaving the hole momentarily gaped. While kneeling, Riku turned to face Sora, as his hands pushed Sora down onto the bedroll. Not forcefully, though, but enough to have the smaller lad feel the force of it. Riku straddled Sora's hips, sitting on Sora now.
"Ah...Riku!" Sora groaned, as cerulean orbs gawped up at him in surprise. His arms swung back when Riku pushed him, "R-Riku!"
A small chuckle rumbled in Riku's throat, as the silver-haired reached back, grabbing Sora's erect manhood. A smirk painted his lips. Riku tilted his head to one side, green hues analysing the brunette beneath him.
"You're so cute when you're defeated, Sora," he teased, sneering.
Sora just swallowed a lump in his throat, "R-Riku! You can't say that!"
Pressing the mushroom tip against his ring of muscle, Riku's face creased up when the penis slipped inside. A grunt rumbled in his throat, and Sora watched, the brunette propped himself up on his elbows and lifted his torso. Mouth agape, breathing heavy.
"Riku, don't hurt yourself!"
Riku scoffed, "I'll be fine."
Hands pressed onto either side of Sora, rather than on his chest, Riku rested his hands on the bedroll. Palms were sweaty, fingers clenched the polyester material. Riku's hips proceeded to drop and then rise. Green eyes watched Sora, seeing those brown eyebrows risen, and at the sight, Riku merely chortled.
"Relax, Sora. It feels great."
Grinding his ass against Sora's crotch, Riku gripped around Sora's throat, not enough to choke but enough to maintain their eye contact. Sora's smaller body was rocking, gliding back and then forth on the sleeping bag. Riku continued to watch the brunette pant, and then, he leaned down, catching Sora's mouth in a kiss. Lips melded, saliva formed, and Sora reached around enough to grab Riku's outer thigh. Toned, firm hamstrings, and Sora could feel them move while Riku rocked.
"Riku-" Sora gasped behind the kiss, his lips feeling Riku's meld, and then later his tongue pushed passed the barriers.
The grinding felt like a constant pull, as Riku's anus tugged. Sora grunted, feeling his dick being squeezed by the tight muscle. Riku went on to rise his hips again, then lowered them back onto Sora's groin. He parted his lips from Sora's, a string of saliva extending from lip to lip. A groan rumbled in his chest, and his hand released from Sora's neck, now gripping the lad's shirt while he bounced.
"R-Riku..." Sora squealed out, throwing his head back on the pillow, his eyes squeezing shut in the process. Those short windswept locks appeared messy like a bird's nest now.
A loud, effeminate moan escaped Sora's lips. Turning his head, Sora looked away from Riku. Green eyes glanced up to the ceiling of the tent, and Riku panted, hand still clenching Sora's shirt. Hips moved in a rhythmic motion, forcing the cock inward and then out.
"Sora, you're a virgin, aren't you?" Riku guessed.
Sora nodded, "mhm."
"I thought you might say that," he snickered.
"But how did you know, Riku?"
Riku looked down, seeing Sora staring directly up at him. His lips still carried a smirk. Hips began to grind again, halting with the bounces. Riku could feel Sora's thighs tremble.
"I just knew it."
Leaning down, Riku's hand grabbed Sora's throat again, keeping the eye contact. Riku moved his head downward, brushing the point of his nose against Sora's.
"Kiss me," ordered Riku.
Lips quivered, Sora kissed on demand, closing his eyes again. A shiver trailed down Sora's spine, his cheeks peppered a crimson hue during the kiss. His hands went around, touching Riku's butt, but then hastily, Sora reached up and hugged his arms around Riku's torso. In the meantime, however, a whimpering occured behind the kiss.
"R-Riku," he quivered.
A trail of white splurge drooled down Riku's thighs, then onto Sora's. The brunette laughed a little, seeming embarrassed by the whole thing.
"Riku, did I...make a mess?"
Riku rose up his torso and pulled a simple shrug. His smirk widened into a small smile.
"I'll go and clean up. I'll be back, Sora."
When Riku came back, he crawled into the tent and laid on top of the sleeping bag. Sora was fast asleep, probably after all that energy Riku sapped out of him...despite Sora didn't do much work anyway.
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