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Let's Play a Game	By : pocketfox Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 16302 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: This chapter is dedicated to Ryan, who randomly emailed me a review of the story and got me up and writing again after I'd stalled for a little bit. Totally made my day. What an awesome Christmas present! So, RyRy, this one�s for you. Merry Christmas!
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A pile of blankets under a set of bleachers isn�t the most comfortable place to sleep, despite having a warm, loving body curled up against your chest. So, for once, it was Riku who awoke first, looking only a little surprised when he found Sora still tucked in his embrace and slumbering peacefully. Then he smiled, ruffling the boy�s feathery bangs with his fingertips. The soft touch awoke the sleeping teenager, and his lashes fluttered once or twice before bright blue eyes lifted to meet Riku�s blue-green. Sora frowned.
�You�re awake�� He looked to be just this side of pouting.
Riku chuckled softly and leaned down to kiss Sora�s forehead. �Yeah, but I promise I won�t peek when you write your clue and leave.�
�Swear?� Sora demanded.
Leaning down a little, Riku pressed his mouth against Sora�s and murmured against his lips, �Swear.�
The pair spent almost another hour cuddling in the blankets before Sora finally pushed Riku out and made him go amuse himself while he set up the next part of their game. Laughing, Riku ran his fingers through his hair to straighten it and wandered out towards the gates. There were a few people already there, and Riku occupied himself for the next few hours by sparring with them. Finally, though, after trouncing his seventh opponent, he headed back to the little makeshift bed under the stands, practically pouncing on the scrap of paper that was there.
�Mm, hot and steamy, just the way I like it.�
And, just underneath the clue were written five little words that made Riku feel as if his heart would burst with emotion. "I love you too, Riku."

He heard me� He heard me, and he loves me too! Riku smiled so widely his face hurt, and instead of crumpling this note and throwing it away, he stuffed in his pocket so he could look at it whenever he wanted. Then he returned to the lobby, where he had noted a subtle greenish glow coming from below a large block on the right side of the room. After running his fingers over the sandy stone, he set his shoulder to it and shoved it with all his strength� and nearly fell flat on his back when it slid sideways with surprising ease.
Riku thought he heard a muffled snicker and shot a glare in the satyr�s direction before crouching down to examine the keyhole, which seemed to be set in a large trapdoor. The teenager touched the door, and it slowly swung down, revealing what looked like the inside of a research tent. Without a second thought, Riku swung down and landed lightly, surprising the young brunette woman who was inside.
�Oh! My goodness, who are you? Where did you come from?�
Riku smiled apologetically. �Sorry, miss,� he replied. �Didn�t mean to startle you. Um� has a cute brown-haired boy with blue eyes come by here recently?�
�You mean Sora?� When Riku nodded enthusiastically, the woman smiled. �Yes, he came by a few hours ago. He headed towards the bamboo thicket. Take a right when you leave the tent.�
The silver-haired boy flashed her his sunniest smile, thanked her, and ducked out of the tent. Swinging to his right, he headed out of the camp, pushing through the thickening bamboo before stumbling rather abruptly into an almost perfectly round clearing with a small rise in the center. Riku took a brief look around before noticing something laying on the tiny hillock. Closer inspection revealed it to be -- Riku blushed faintly -- a tube of lubricant. Sora! Riku was beginning to think he was going to have to do some serious reworking of his image of his �innocent� young friend. Quickly he snatched up the tube, stuffing it into a pocket as he continued on.
Exploring deeper into the jungle soon spilled him into another rather open area, this one ringed by tall cliffs. A quick search turned up nothing, and Riku paused, hands on his hips. This looked like a dead end� Maybe Sora doubled back? Just as Riku was about to turn back and head back towards the camp, he noticed a series of small ledges running up the back cliff, almost totally hidden by moss and vines. A slow grin spread over his lips.

Sora, you tricky little bastard� With an agile leap, Riku leapt up to the first ledge, and from there swung himself to the second, and continued on like that until he finally hopped onto the cliff top. Immediately he saw the dim mouth of a cavern and headed inside, and the short tunnel within soon led him around the back of the waterfalls he had glimpsed outside. He was greeted by what looked like a veritable maze of ledges leading up and up, and he frowned. This was going to be a little harder than he thought. But Riku wasn�t about to let a little thing like a ledge maze keep him from reaching his Sora.
He began his ascent, the trip made easier simply by the good shape he was in. He slipped only a couple of times, when his foot landed wrong on a patch of moss, but within the space of a few minutes he had dropped onto a ledge that held another opening. Stepping through it, he fully expected to be met with another section of the waterfall caverns, but instead he stepped into a lush, green grove dominated by a huge tree. Its branches spread to cover the entire clearing, bathing it in a soft, green light. And leaning against the gnarled trunk, a little smirk curving his lips, was the reason he�d gone through all this trouble. Riku grinned as Sora immediately came forward and wrapped his arms around his neck, leaning up to kiss him fervently. His broad hands slid down, cupping Sora�s backside and squeezing it gently. Sora purred his kittenish purr, arching his body to mold it against Riku�s, and gasping against his lover�s mouth as the older boy pushed him back against the tree again, insistently grinding their hips together. Riku thrust his tongue deep into Sora�s mouth, smirking triumphantly as the smaller teenager moaned softly in his throat and sucked lightly on the invading organ.
After several breathless minutes, they broke apart, Sora�s head thumping lightly against the bark. Riku watched him, struck by how beautiful he looked like this -- blue eyes nearly black with desire, cheeks flushed, panting.
�So did you get my present?� Sora whispered with a sly smile. Riku reached into his pocket and produced the tube with an answering smile.
�What exactly do you plan to do with it?� Riku asked.
By way of reply, Sora pushed him gently away and guided him to lay back on the soft moss that covered the grove�s floor. Riku was easily manipulated by those soft, loving hands and purred under their caresses. Soon he found himself naked from the waist down, his legs spread and knees bent slightly. His brows drew down just a little as Sora popped the cap from the lube. He wasn�t worried, exactly, just wondering.
�Sora?� He seemed to say that a lot during these encounters.
Sora smiled as he spread some of the gel onto his fingers. �Just relax, Riku. You�ll like this, I promise. It�s nothing big.�
Trusting his lover, Riku nodded, taking a breath to try and relax. That breath hitched when he suddenly felt a cool fingertip probing his entrance, but he still forced his muscles to stay as lax as possible. He bit his lip lightly as Sora�s fingertip slid past the tight ring of muscle, unused to the unfamiliar sensation; even such a small invasion made him want to squirm, but he reined in the urge, watching Sora with intense, loving blue-green eyes. Sora smiled up at him as his finger probed deeper, and soon the strange sensation faded into something that was close to pleasure, but not quite. Now Riku really did wriggle just a bit, brows knit, and Sora chuckled softly.
�More?� he asked, very softly, and Riku blushed a little, nodding. The second finger entering him caused a slight sting, and Riku�s jaw tensed for a moment. Sora was slow and gentle, and after only a minute or two Riku�s lashes were fluttering and his hips arching slightly towards the touches. It was nice�
Then Sora scissored his fingers within Riku�s passage, and a bolt of real pleasure shot through the silver-haired teenager�s form. He jerked and gasped aloud, trying to press further back onto Sora�s fingers as his young lover grinned. He continued the slow thrusting motions for a few more seconds before curving his fingertips just a little and brushing against the sweet spot deep within Riku�s sheath. This made Riku cry out for real and jump, tensing as a shudder of nearly painful pleasure ran over him. Sora continued to rub and torture the small gland, and Riku writhed, barely noticing as a third digit was finally added. All he could think about was impaling himself further onto Sora�s fingers, seeking more of this torturous ecstasy.
Sora braced a hand by his shoulder and leaned over him slightly, hand still working swift and hard between his legs. Riku stared up at him with bright eyes and eagerly met the brunette�s mouth as it pressed against his. Their tongues met and writhed, Riku�s desperate moans never reaching air.
The older boy began to sob, bucking frantically, his arms wrapped around Sora and his fingernails digging into the other�s back. A final spread of Sora�s fingers and rub against Riku�s prostate sent the aqua-eyed teenager over the edge. His spine curved into a taut, sexy arc, his head thrown back as every muscle went tight and his seed spattered his chest and stomach.
Sora smiled, leaning back and studying Riku as he lay on the moss, sweat, sticky, and exhausted. He withdrew his hand, brushing the fingers of the other along Riku�s jaw line, leaning down to brush a gentle kiss against his mouth.
Riku was silent for a while as he recovered, lazily watching Sora clean up. Had he the energy, he would have purred as his partner brushed a warm, damp cloth over his torso. Finally, though, he was able to reach up and yank Sora down to him, nuzzling his hair. �Where in the hell,� he breathed, �did you learn that?�
Sora turned crimson and buried his face against Riku�s shoulder, his reply muffled and almost inaudible. �I do it to myself��
His partner leaned back, blinking in surprise, then burst out laughing. �Sora!� When he saw his little lover glaring at him, he smothered his laughter and stroked his back. �No, I�m not laughing at you, kitten. I�m just surprised. I always thought you were so� so��
�Innocent? Pure? Angelic?�
He grinned. �Yeah, all of those. After all, you were the Keyblade Master, savior of the Light and vanquisher of the Darkness.�
Sora laughed. �You�re stereotyping, Riku.�
Riku smirked, pulling Sora tighter against his body. �Yeah, I guess I am. You aren�t some perfect, angelic hero of a fairy tale. You�re my Sora� But I guess that does make you perfect and angelic� at least to me.�
His companion blushed again and nosed against his throat. �Flatterer��
�Truth-teller,� was the retort.
�Arrogant.�
�Self-confident.�
�Jackass.�
��All right, I�ll give you that one.�
�I love you, Riku.�
�I love you, too, Sora.�
And they curled up in each other�s arms, perfectly content in their bed of moss and their blanket of leaves and sky.
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