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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The jungle bed was so
comfortable, by the time Riku woke up, Sora’s place beside him was cold, and a
leaf or two had drifted down onto the note laying there. Yawning, he sat up, stretching one arm over
his head and reaching for the paper with the other. Lazy blue-green eyes scanned it, one brow
hiking upwards as he took in the words.
“Let’s turn the game up a
notch or two. Now you have to figure out
where I went before the keyhole will open.
Think you can manage that? Now
then…
“I wasn’t sure this place
could get any hotter than it already is, but I’m sure you and I could turn it
up a few degrees.”
Riku smirked. Man, Sora, you should feel lucky you’re so
cute, otherwise you could be downright aggravating. Okay, then, a hot place… Hot place… Hmph,
that’s easy. The hottest place we know of
is a desert. Agrabah!
There was an audible click
that echoed through the enclosed space, and Riku jumped as his gaze flicked
towards the trunk of the massive tree, where he now noticed the outline of a
large keyhole, which was beginning to glow.
He blinked, picking himself up and venturing forward to trace the
shimmering shape with his hand. There
was another click, and this time a section of bark swung outward, as if on
hinges, and Riku had to lift a hand to shade his eyes from the sudden bright
light. Its warmth and golden color told
the teenager it was sunlight, and when he was able to lower his hand, he found
himself looking out over the sun-baked city of Agrabah.
City… A damn city, with who knows how many buildings and alleys and little
hidey-holes… Sora, you better be damn grateful
I love you so much. No way in hell I’d
do all this work in this heat if I didn’t.
Continuing to grumble to
himself, but without malice, Riku dropped from the window he’d been perched in
to land in a crouch in the dusty street below.
Judging from the heat and the lack of people, the teenager judged it to
be around midday. Great. Riku paused in the middle of the avenue,
linking his hands behind his head as he contemplated what his next move should
be. Sora was guaranteed to have some
friends around here, so maybe Riku should start by asking them if they’d seen
his blue-eyed little lover…
By the time he managed to
find Aladdin, he was hot, tired, thirsty, and starting to get just a tiny bit
irritated. He got a good deal more
irritated when the spunky one-time street rat told him that no, he hadn’t seen
Sora for a while. Riku clenched his
fists and ground his teeth a little, staring out the window towards the palace
and growling to himself that this better be worth it. Aladdin’s voice broke in on his thoughts, and
what he said perked the aggravated young man up considerably.
“Carpet’s probably seen him,
though. It’s always wandering around, so
if he’s been by…” Aladdin turned to the
bouncy blue tapestry, head cocked in a silent question. By way of immediate answer, the carpet swept
under Riku, knocking him off his feet and catching him expertly. Aladdin grinned. “Carpet’ll take you to him.” Carpet soared away, Riku sitting awestruck in
the middle of it.
He was deposited at the mouth
of the giant tiger’s head that was the entrance to the Cave of Wonders. He blinked at Carpet, who made a gesture that
looked curiously like an apologetic shrug before it once more took flight and
headed back towards Agrabah. Riku sighed
and turned to look once more in to the tiger’s maw. Well… at least it ought to be cooler in
there. Hopping over the rim of the cave,
Riku ventured down the massive throat, trying to ignore the feeling that he was
being swallowed alive.
A long tunnel spilled him
into the entrance hall, and Riku paused to take stock of his surroundings. To his right was a great hole that ran from
one end of the room to the other, and Riku carefully peeked over the edge, but
it was too dark to see the bottom. He
frowned, looking back to the far side, noted the doorway there, and made his
way to it.
The silver-haired boy made
his way through the various rooms, careful of the rolling boulders and
waterspouts that sought to toss him into the crevasse that seemed to run the
entire length of the cave. Finally he
dropped from one last ledge, tossing an irritated glare over his shoulder
before stepping through the doorway.
He was forced to lift a hand
to shield his eyes from the sudden brilliance, and when they adjusted, he
looked around in stark amazement. This
room was smaller than the others, but was filled from wall to wall, floor to
ceiling, with mounds and mounds of treasure.
Coins, jewelry, crowns, jewel-encrusted weapons, rich carpets,
ancient-looking relics… Riku turned
around in a circle, trying to take it all in.
A soft giggle drew his
attention, and he turned to see the greatest treasure of all. Sora was stretched out on a thick Persian rug
that was spread in front of the massive hearth, sprawled on his stomach and
propped up on his elbows with his chin in his hands.
“Pretty amazing, isn’t it?”
Riku nodded as he moved to
sit beside his lover. Sora immediately
sat up and moved into Riku’s lap, winding his arms around the older boy’s neck
and kissing him fervently. “Sorry about
all this,” he whispered against Riku’s lips.
“I know how much you hate heat like this…”
The other chuckled softly,
moving his mouth down along the smooth line of Sora’s jaw, nipping and sucking
in a few strategic places. “It’s fine,”
he replied, just as softly. “You’re
worth it.”
Sora giggled again, the sound
fading into a moan as Riku latched onto his pulse point and sucked firmly. “But I’m going to make it up to you
anyway.” He slid out of his partner’s
arms and gently pushed him down onto the rug.
“Roll over,” he commanded gently, and when Riku had complied, he reached
under the other teenager’s hips to undo his pants. Soft denim slid down Riku’s slender legs,
Sora pressing soft, wet kisses onto pale skin as it was exposed. Riku purred, unconsciously pushing his hips
upwards as the brown-haired boy brushed his fingertips over the curve of his
buttocks.
“Keep your hips up like
that,” Sora then said, and Riku obeyed, folding his arms underneath his head
and closing his eyes, unsure of what was coming next, but trusting Sora
completely.
The last thing he was
expecting, however, was the sweep of something warm and wet along his
crease. He jerked, lifting himself up a
little to look over his shoulder with wide aqua eyes. Sora grinned at him, lighting petting the
point of his hip. “Just relax,” he
soothed, licking his lips, and Riku nodded, letting his head drop back onto his
arms.
He grunted sharply as the
warm, wet something -- Sora’s tongue, he realized distantly -- once again slid
along him, probing deeper this time. It
briefly touched his tight, puckered entrance, and he groaned, squeezing his
eyes shut and resisting the urge to thrust backwards. Sora’s hand slid between his spread thighs,
lightly fondling his hardened shaft and the warm sac beneath, and Riku was
forced to bite his lip against another pleasured little noise. But when Sora thrust his tongue deep into the
older boy’s passage, Riku couldn’t stop the low, hungry moan that bubbled up
from his chest. It was more the idea
of what Sora was doing, rather than the act it self, that made him want to
writhe and cry out for more, though the deed was extremely arousing. In no time at all the silver-haired teenager
was reduced to a quivering ball of pleasure and desire as Sora continued to thrust
his tongue, the slick, agile organ squirming inside him, licking against his
inner walls. Riku bit his arm hard
enough to leave tooth marks, tears of ecstasy clinging to his lashes.
Sora’s grip on him tightened
abruptly, making him cry out and buck involuntarily. As the brunette continued to lick and stroke
him expertly, Riku began to writhe, crying out over and over again. Soon he was thrusting hungrily into Sora’s
fingers, biting his lip, and as his young lover gave a particularly hard thrust
of his tongue, Riku threw back his head with a howl and came, seed spurting
across the rug under him and dripping down over Sora’s fingers. Sora made a soft noise that sounded like a
pleased purr as he milked the older boy before carefully withdrawing, allowing
Riku to collapse, panting. Easing up
beside him, Sora cuddled against the other’s side, one arm draped across his
back. Riku rumbled contentedly, rolling
over enough to nuzzle against Sora’s throat.
“What about you?” he mumbled.
Sora answered him by giggling
and grasping his hand, drawing Riku’s fingers down to the wet spot on his
pants. Riku started and looked up in
surprise. Sora just grinned. “Yes, Riku, you’re just that hot.”
Riku grinned back, yanking
Sora down against his chest and hugging him fiercely. Sora returned the embrace, purring his kitten
purr. “I love you, Riku…”
Riku’s heart somersaulted in
his chest. “I love you, too, Sora…”
And they fell asleep together
in front of the hearth, each ignorant of the wealth and riches around them, each
caring only for the treasure that was laying right beside him, wrapped in his
arms.
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