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Infected	By : Himitsu_no_Tokumei Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2195 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 12: Embarrassment
Riku was already well awake when Sora’s eyes flitted open. The just-seventeen-year-old smiled innocently at the welcome morning surprise, his sleep-riddled mind momentarily forgetting just why Riku was with him that particular morning. Then he shifted his weight slightly and sent a sharp pain up his spine, reminding him fully well of their actions the previous night. It seemed quite idiotic that he would forget it in the first place. Blushing at the arms wrapped tenderly around him, the brunette buried his face in his boyfriend’s chest.
Marveling at just how far they had gone, Riku couldn’t help but run his hands along Sora’s body. The skin was soft under his fingers, and smooth like silk. It fitted well over the brunette’s frame, barely showing the slightly visible waves of his muscles. He remembered just how well their bodies fit together, the pure ecstasy of thrusting into that slender body and asserting his full presence on the boy he loved, but he also remembered that it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows for Sora. The brunette had looked quite pained at first, his aqua eyes contorted in agony as his entrance protested at being stretched farther than it had been prepared for. He had been too impatient. If he had only had the self-control to wait a bit longer he might have been able to spare Sora of some of the pain at least. “How are you feeling?” he asked, brushing his fingers through brown hair that looked a lot rougher than it actually was. “Does your body hurt?”
Blushing in sheepish embarrassment, Sora gave his lover the best smile he could. “A little,” he admitted quietly, trying to remain as still as possible. As he was pulled farther from his numbing sleep, he could start to feel the soreness caused by Riku’s intrusion. Shifting sent sharp pains up his spine, but remaining motionless didn’t make him entirely comfortable, either. A dull pain that pulsed as his blood flowed through his body radiated from his backside, one leg was starting to go numb because of how he was laying on it, and his thighs and ass felt sticky from the dried (and drying) semen seeping slowly from his entrance. Still, despite the embarrassment and discomfort—something Sora saw as quite minor—Sora was more than happy, way more than happy.
“You’ll feel better if you have a warm bath,” Riku cooed, kissing the top of the brunette’s head. Pale fingers massaged a tanned shoulder, the young vampire’s other hand mingling with Sora’s disheveled hair. The boy may have denied using any products to style it (and if he did they had to be odorless because Riku had never smelt them), but it didn’t have its signature spikiness to it at that moment.
“A bath does sound really good,” Sora agreed, looking forward to resting the relaxing waters. Gripping at Riku’s back, he tentatively added, “There’s just, uh, one problem…”
“Hm?” the silverette asked, brushing a brown lock from the younger boy’s face as he finally managed to coax those blue eyes out of hiding.
Clearing his throat and looking anywhere but his lover’s face, it took Sora a moment to find his voice enough to whisper, “I can’t move…”
Riku was caught between wanting to laugh and feeling guilty, his expressions showing his turmoil. His thoughts kept going back to I’m too strong for my own good. A warm hand touched his cheek gently, pulling him out of his depressing thoughts and back into Sora’s oceanic eyes. The young human pulled his demonic lover down to meet his lips.
Smiling as the kiss ended, Sora tapped Riku’s cheeks with his open palms before asking, “Don’t worry about it too much, okay? Now, are you going to help me to that bath?”
How could he fight that smile? That smile is what kept him going when he first turned. So innocent and forgiving, even when he does do something to hurt the younger boy. Sora forgave him for when he bit him the first time, and now the brunette didn’t care that his impatience had hurt him again. A slight smile touching his lips, Riku moved off the bed. “I’ll come back and get you once I get the water warm,” he said, pulling his pants up and unlocking the door. The silver haired vampire was gone for a total of three minutes before reappearing, striding over to his lover with more confident steps. Turning the boy as gently as possible onto his back, the silverette scooped him up bridal style and held him close to his chest. Tanned arms wrapped lovingly around the older male’s neck, his contentedness enough to chase away the last of the dull ache radiating from his behind from his mind. Going out into the hallway, though, would change that mindset.
There was only three feet between Sora’s door and the bathroom, but three feet was all that was needed when a particular blonde was waiting in ambush for his brother. Roxas had heard the vampire turn on the water and quickly got up, smirking as he watched Riku slip back into his brother’s room. Leaning against the wall with his head tilted back and his eyes closed, he listened for the two to emerge. “Did you have fun last night?” he asked before Riku was even able to get fully into the hall. It took all his self-control to not let out a startled scream when he looked at the two teenagers; he definitely didn’t need to see his brother’s sexed up body. Still, the lack of any coverings just made the brunette blush harder, using his hands to cover his exposed genitalia and the dried seed on his body. “Riku sure got you dirty,” Roxas teased.
“Just because you’re jealous that you’re still a virgin doesn’t mean you need to embarrass your brother,” Riku jested, letting the boy in his arms hide his face in his bare chest. He was quite pleased by the slight tinge of pink that dusted Roxas’ face at his words, so he continued, “What, is Axel not giving you any?”
“More like the other way around,” Axel sighed, leaning out of the blonde’s room. “I’m afraid he’s staying cold turkey on me, even though I offered to fix his little problem last night.”
“That’s enough out of you!” Roxas said quickly, slapping a hand over the redhead’s mouth. “Aren’t you bringing my big brother to his bath?” he snapped, shoving his uncooperative boyfriend back through the doorway.
Chuckling under his breath, Riku continued the last few feet into the bathroom, and then to the tub. The warm water felt good on the brunette’s aching muscles. He was starting to feel better almost instantly, and took a long moment to just let the water wash over him. Then he took a washcloth and tentatively started going over his soiled body. Riku had cleaned him up the night before, but new semen had since leaked from his body, and he could still feel a bit of the sticky residue on his abdomen. Lathering the rag with soap, he went over his stomach first, cleaning on the clingy feeling left behind by the quick brush down with a half-wet towel. He then experimentally tried to sit up, finding that still sent waves of pain through his body. Feeling somewhat giddy, blood rushed to his face again as his mind went back to the previous night’s activities. Grabbing Riku’s hand, he diverted his gaze to instead watch a very entertaining swirl of bubbles.
Squeezing Sora’s hand slightly, the young vampire leaned forward and placed his mouth mere millimeters from the brunette’s ear, whispering, “Sora, I love you.” He laid his other hand over Sora’s other hand, slowly taking the rag from him. A gentle hand ran the rag along Sora’s leg, going down the top of his thigh and then back up on the inside. Despite the intimacy of the action Riku was careful to try and not make it sexual, focusing instead on cleaning his seed off his lover’s body.
Sora snatched the washrag back from the older male, face about as red as a Jollyrancher. His body was heating up and he realized he was surely going to become aroused if Riku continued. “I-I can clean myself up,” he stuttered.
“Okay,” Riku cooed, touching Sora’s cheek and kissing his forehead. Standing up, he smiled back over his shoulder and said, “I’ll go get some clothes for you to change into once you’re done.”
The ache had all but left his body into the warmth surrounding him. Some of the dried semen had flaked off his body, the rest being wiped away by the cloth in the brunette’s hand. But cleaning his body would be kind of ineffective if he didn’t clean Riku’s seed from inside his body. What was left inside him would only slowly leak out and dry and stick to his skin again, so with a bit more than a touch of embarrassment, Sora gently touched his entrance. He carefully forced a finger passed the ring of sore muscle, protesting being stretched again. With a fire building in his face, Sora ignored his body’s complaints and inserted a second finger. He slowly started to remove Riku’s essence, careful to not agitate his already angry entrance. And then he almost fell face first into the water. A third sensation had joined the pain and embarrassment, pleasure. It actually felt good to have his hand inside his body, so he quickly yanked his fingers out and rinsed them with water and soap. Pulling the plug, he didn’t watch the murky water drain, instead hurrying to get out of the tub. An awkward turn sent a tendril of stinging pain up his spin, and he tumbled over the side of the tub onto the bathroom rug. The noise caught Riku’s attention.
“Sora! Are you okay?” he asked, dropping the underwear and pants he had gathered (damn Sora for always keeping such a messy room!) for the boy in the hall.
“Y-yeah,” Sora muttered, letting his lover drape the towel over his head and rub the water from his brunette hair.
Shaking his head and smiling, Riku continued to rough up the younger boy’s hair. “Be careful the next time you try to jump out of the tub, okay?” he asked, letting the towel slip down to Sora’s shoulders. He was kind of surprised to find the brunette locks sticking up in several directions, spiked just like Sora’s hair always was, and without any type of gel or spray to keep them in place. He didn’t even try to figure out why it would do that; it would only hurt his head to attempt it.
“I will,” Sora replied, smiling and stretching up to peck Riku’s lips. Pulling the edges of the towel around to his chest, he looked from his boyfriend, to the messed up clothes, to his boyfriend again, and asked, “Clothes?”
Chuckling, Riku stood. “Of course,” he said, scooping up the dropped articles and tossing them to the brunette. “Catch!” The vampire then disappeared back into Sora’s room and searched for a clean shirt for the boy.
Sora quickly pulled on the clothes Riku had given him, more than ready to cover his exposed skin. He had gotten his wish alright. The plethora of emotions in him made him giddy, and scared, and excited, and amused, and embarrassed, and numb, and overjoyed, and so completely satisfied that his mind was blank all at the same time. He kind of wanted to hide behind the bathroom door and not face the older male he’d had sex with, but he also wanted to run through his bedroom door and tackle the vampire. Of course, his body was not really in much of a condition to do the latter, so he shyly walked into his room and watched amusedly as Riku tried to dig through the piles of dirty clothes for something clean.
“Clean clothes are in the laundry basket,” Sora stated, sticking his tongue out at his lover.
Turning and growling playfully at the seventeen-year-old, he glided over to the boy and captured that tongue, wrapping Sora up in his arms and sucking on that pink muscle.
“If you want to get a shower before breakfast I suggest you hurry up,” Roxas said as he walked passed, shattering the moment the two lovers were currently engaged in. “Mom’s going to start making blueberry pancakes soon.”
Giving Sora a quick kiss on the forehead, the vampire rushed into the bathroom. Sora couldn’t really blame him; he loved pancakes.

“Didn’t you berate me before for assuming you were going to sleep with Sora?” was the first thing Cloud said when Riku came in.
“Sh-shut up!” the silverette snapped, feeling the blood rush to his face. He tried to act like nothing was wrong, striding passed the blue-eyed vampire confidently.
“Was he good?” Cloud asked.
Riku nearly tripped. Turning back, flustered, he quickly started, “Th-that’s none of your business! I don’t go asking about your sex life with Leon!”
Sighing, Cloud leaned back against the wall. “Unfortunately, it’s not existent right now,” he said. “I let him screw me twice and now have to wait for him to finally admit that he loves me. It’s such a pain to wait.”
“I don’t need to hear that!” Riku replied sharply, turning and heading towards his room. “If you’re going to complain to me about your lack of a relationship then you have time to do something about it!”
Shaking his head at the fledgling, he headed into the kitchen for some orange juice. Then he stopped and looked back at where the silverette had vanished. “If you’re going to complain to me about your lack of a relationship then you have time to do something about it!” Chuckling, Cloud shook his head again and continued to the kitchen. “You’re right Riku,” he mumbled. “I think it’s time I do something about this again. Why should I wait when I know the truth?”
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