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Camp Cliche	By : Tanmiko Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6088 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Woo, double update! This all just kind came to me and I kept writing and writing until I realized I'd written about fifteen pages so...I figured that was just too much for one chapter. Here you go!
OH YEAH. Explicit content in this chapter. Just sayin'.
Sora groaned softly and pulled his pillow from over his head, blinking sleepily in the morning light. A quick glance around the room told him that Tidus had spent the night in Wakka's bed; Their arms were wrapped tightly around one another as they snored softly, still deep in sleep. Sora rolled over in his bed, thinking about the day before and his time with Luxord. He shoved his face back into his pillow, giggling softly in a happy sort of way.
I can't believe it! I had sex with Luxord! Sora giggled again, his fingers kneading the squishy material. The day before he'd searched for his mentor but was unsuccessful in finding him. Instead, he spent the day thinking of all the things he'd get to do with the older boy in the future.
With a happy squeal, Sora burst from his bed and began dressing for the day, accidentally pulling his shirt on backwards in his haste.
Watching the brunet from his bed, Riku smiled softly, amused by the younger teen. "What's got you in such a good mood? You usually stay in bed later than everyone else."
Sora blushed and grinned, shaking his head. "It's nothing! I'm just really happy, I guess." He knew that the silver-haired boy probably still liked him and he didn't want him to feel bad knowing that he slept with Luxord. He sat down on the edge of his bed and slipped on his shoes. "I'm going out to sit in the sun. I'll see you later." He waved and rushed out.
"Sit in the sun?" came Tidus's sleepy voice and he chuckled lightly. "Suuure." Wakka laughed as well, sitting up and stretching.
Riku sighed and got up, trying to ignore his friends.
Sora skipped up the steps to Luxord's cabin and knocked on the door. He took a step back, startled, as the door opened almost instantly by Zexion, wearing swimming trunks and a tank top.
"Can I help you?" he asked softly, glancing over at his boyfriend and making sure he was still sound asleep.
"I, uh, was just wondering if Luxord was here," replied the curious teen. He wondered what Zexion was up to.
"He's not here." Zexion frowned "I'll let him know that you stopped by, okay Sora?"
"Oh..." Sora's head drooped a bit in sadness. "Do you know where he went?"
Zexion eyed Sora's posture and stepped outside, closing the door behind him. "You two had sex, didn't you?" He still kept his voice low, not wanting to wake his boyfriend or Axel.
Sora blushed furious and nodded.
Zexion sighed and shook his head. Sometimes he wished his two friends never made that bet; A young teen becoming infatuated with either of them was a common occurrence at the camp and it was usually Zexion or Demyx "Listen, Sora..." He placed a hand on the shorter teen's shoulder. "That sort of thing happens here, but it's not always that important to some people." He couldn't think of any better way to phrase it.
Sora's eyebrows pulled in a bit and he looked upset. "You mean I'm not supposed to care about it?"
Zexion shook his head. "No, I just mean that some people don't care and some people do. Luxord's the sort who doesn't care."
"He doesn't care about me?" A high note stuck itself in Sora's voice and it pierced Zexion's heart.
"No, no, he does!" Zexion grimaced at his lie. "He's just...kind of dumb, you know? I mean he might...come around..." He knew every word was complete bullshit though; the blond could get everything he wanted from just about anyone in the camp. He didn't waste his time finding someone to settle with. He and Axel were alike in that way.
"Oh." Sora bit his lip and pondered. "Is it okay if I wait here for him?"
"Uh," Zexion hesitated and smiled awkwardly. "Sure?"
"Cool." Sora smiled up at the older teen and stepped back. "I'll just sit here, then." He turned and sat on the top step.
"Um, yeah, cool." Zexion sighed and shook his head. He went back into the cabin and returned moments later with a towel. "By the way, you never saw me, okay?" He looked seriously down at the spiky-haired kid.
"Right." Sora nodded and watched Zexion jog off. He only had a moment to ponder where he was going before Riku, Tidus and Wakka appeared, walking up to him.
"Hey, Sora!" Wakka called, brandishing his handmade boffer. "We're gonna practice for the Struggle tournament, ya? You wanna play?"
Sora glanced at the door behind him hesitantly. "I dunno, I was waiting for someone..."
"Who?" Riku asked, coming to a stop at the bottom step.
Sora blushed and shook his head, standing up. "No one. Let's go!"
Tidus let out a whoop of joy and tossed the brunet a short thick boffer. "Since you weren't with us when we made them, you can use the one I made last year."
Sora smiled and followed them out to a small clearing where they began shouting rules at each other before the blows began to rain down on each of them. Tidus and Wakka had no troubles breaking the rules when it came to ganging up on Riku, so the silver-haired teen was constantly having to hide behind Sora's back, laughing as he used him as a shield.
"No, don't hit me! I don't know how to fight!" Sora shrieked, his arms pinned to his sides by the older and stronger teen. The brunet broke free, smacking Riku upside the head with a laugh. "Don't be such a jerk, fight them yourself!"
"Yeah, fight us yourself!"
"Fight back!" Wakka and Tidus laughed maniacally, brandishing their weapons menacingly.
Riku stood up straight and popped his neck with a smirk. "Okay, well you asked for it." He leaped forward, hitting Tidus so hard in the arm that the blond was knocked over almost instantly.
Sora squeaked and jumped back, not wanting to get caught in the bray. His eyes widened in shock, watching the two tag team against Riku, but they never seemed to land a good blow on him now that he wasn't fooling around. "I'll never win this tournament," he said morosely. He looked down at the blue boffer in his hand.
"Whoa!" Tidus went crashing to the ground in front of the brunet, causing him to jump back. He rolled over, laughing hard. "We still can't beat him! Even two against one and he beats us every time!"
"So why bother playing?" Sora tapped his blond head with the tip of his boffer.
Tidus jumped up with a look of determination in his eyes. "Because we vowed to beat him before we were too old to come back to camp! We have to beat Riku!"
"Not that it's going to happen anytime soon, though," Riku said with a laugh, walking up with an out-of-breath Wakka. "We can teach you how to fight, Sora! I'm sure Tidus and Wakka could use with some pointers as well." He winked playfully at the defeated pair.
Sora gripped his boffer handle tightly and took a fighting stance. "All right, then, bring it on!"
Riku was pleasantly surprised at the brunet's attitude and grinned. "All right then. You and me. Let's do this!"
Sora lost horribly in his first mock battle. He ended up on the ground, nursing a bruised side. Even the foam padding on the weapons didn't keep him from getting hurt occasionally. Tidus and Wakka helped him to his feet and the three more experienced boys helped him with his form and a few different dodges before fighting once more.
Zexion waited patiently out by the storage shed he'd met Lexaeus at the day before. He twisted his towel nervously in his hands, hoping he wasn't disappointed by the older man's swimming spot. At the sound of heavy footsteps, he looked up and smiled at the man he'd been looking forward to seeing since the night before.
"Zexion," the older man said in a rough greeting, nodding his head jerkily. They stood and stared at each other for a few moments before he turned and walked away.
Zexion blinked before jogging after him, figuring he was supposed to follow. It was difficult to match Lexaeus's strides, but he managed to find a nice brisk pace to keep up. The two didn't say anything as they walked, though the silver-haired teen did see him glancing over every few minutes. One of those times, Zexion smiled up at him and the older man blushed and looked away. Zexion laughed quietly, but still said nothing. Though neither had anything to say, it was still enjoyable just to walk side by side.
The sun warmed the air around them as they made their way through the trees, light dappling their bare shoulders and glinting off fluffy seeds floating on the wind. The atmosphere soon lost its early morning scent. The trees thinned and Zexion stepped out onto a pebbled beach that bordered a large, lazy pond. The water was crystal clear as the lake back in the camp grounds, but probably only ten feet at its deepest. A few bulky flat rocks protruded from the pond's center like a small island.
Zexion stood in awe as the sunlight shimmered on the surface of the still water. "It's beautiful," he said in a low voice.
Lexaeus smiled and pulled off his shirt, making his way down to the water to swim. Zexion followed suit, happy to find the water to be refreshingly cool when he first took step into it. The two took laps circling the center island together. The teen wasn't as fast as the older man, but neither cared. Soon, Zexion pulled himself up onto the center rock and let his feet float lazily in the water while Lexaeus drifted around him.
"Are you done?" asked Lexaeus, his muscles flexing as he parted the water with his large hands.
"For now. I'm not a very physical person." Zexion smiled and kicked water at the brunet. "I am enjoying myself though."
Lexaeus turned his head aside, blushing. "That's good." He turned over, making a long strided backstroke towards the rock.
Zexion slipped back into the water with a smile on his face. He swam out a few feet and let out a soft cry, his arms flailing about ungracefully.
Lexaeus jerked up instantly. "What's wrong?"
"C-cramp," Zexion grunted, putting on his best pained face. Instantly, he was scooped up in Lexaeus's arms and pushed back up onto the rock. He was a little amazed at how effortlessly the strong man had moved him. With a groan he hoped sounded legit, Zexion laid back, grabbing at his calf.
Lexaeus heaved himself out of the water and knelt over the teen, concern etched onto his face. "Here," he grunted, taking Zexion's leg in his hands, kneading gently.
Zexion gasped in pain; Apparently Lexaeus's idea of gentle was a bit convoluted. "Ow..." he breathed, trying not to embarrass him.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Lexaeus softened his touches even more until the teen relaxed before him. "Is that...that okay?"
Zexion nodded slowly but then shook his head.
"It's not?"
"I have another cramp..."
"Where?"
Zexion squirmed, his back rubbing against the warm rock, and he feigned embarrassment.
Lexaeus placed a hand next to the silver-haired teen and leaned over him. "It's okay, you can tell me."
"H-here..." Zexion's hand ghosted against his inner thigh, showing just below his swimming trunks.
Lexaeus glanced down, a heavy blush spreading over his nose. His right hand trailed up from Zexion's calf to his thigh, barely touching the pale skin. "Here?"
A soft sigh escaped Zexion and he nodded. He tried to inconspicuously part his legs to give the older man a better view, but the look of hunger that appeared on Lexaeus's face gave him away. The older man licked his lips slightly and glanced up at Zexion's flushed cheeks. "Feel better?" he asked breathlessly.
Zexion nodded, but quickly grabbed Lexaeus's hand. "But that doesn't mean I want you to stop," he whispered, keeping their eyes locked.
Lexaeus placed his hand flat against the smooth skin and carefully moved it upwards, disappearing up Zexion's shorts before moving back down. He watched the teen worry is lower lip with his teeth, whimpering softly. Lexaeus's free hand slid against his bare chest, his fingers ghosting against one of the light pink nipples there.
Zexion moaned and squirmed, feeling tortured by the soft touches. His fingers stretched against the warm rock, trying to find something to hold onto. He looked down when Lexaeus removed his hand from his thigh. It moved upwards and a large finger began tracing the outlines of his erection, visible in his wet trunks. Desperate for more contact, he lifted his hips, pressing it tightly against Lexaeus's hand.
The older man squeezed him, moving his hand up and down until the teen started rocking his hips automatically, pining for more. Lexaeus slid his fingers under the waistband of the swimming trunks and pulled them down and off in a single motion.
Zexion fought off the urge to pull his knees together in modesty as he was bared, but instead trailed his hand up Lexaeus's arm to his muscular chest.
The older man groaned and leaned forward, fiercely kissing the teen. His hands slid beneath him and lifted his rear off the ground, fingers teasing the entrance they found. He broke the kiss only to warn, "This might hurt. Sorry."
Zexion grimaced and wiggled around when Lexaeus slid a wet finger into him. He was a little apprehensive at the idea of his manhood inside of him if his fingers were so big to begin with.
Lexaeus brushed Zexion's wet hair out of his face and kissed him again. "Pretty," he murmured, preparing the boy beneath him.
"P-pretty?" Zexion laughed breathlessly and then jerked in a mixture of pain and pleasure, his elbow smacking against the rock. "Ow!"
"Oh, sorry!" Lexaeus held up the teen's arm and examined his elbow, kissing it tenderly. "Sorry."
Zexion blushed and shook his head. "It's okay."
"Just stay still," Zexaeus ordered, pushing his finger in deeper. "You'll be ready soon."
Zexion nodded and bit his lip, his fingers clenching tightly against the chest above him. He moaned, closing his eyes tightly against any pain that came with the addition of a second finger.
Lexaeus wrapped an arm around Zexion and pulled him up onto his lap as he sat back on his heels. The teen whimpered, pressing his face into his neck and wrapping his legs around his hips. Lexaeus kissed the top of his head and removed his fingers. With a small bit of maneuvering, he pulled his large manhood from his swimming trunks and positioned himself at Zexion's entrance. "Ready?"
Zexion smiled up at him and nodded, sliding his arms around Lexaeus's neck for support. "Yeah." He closed his eyes and held his breath as he was pushed down onto the erection, Lexaeus holding his ass tightly so he didn't squirm too much. As much as it stung, the teen refused to allow himself to cry out.
Lexaeus was also silent and he practiced a great deal of self-control as he slowly allowed himself to be submersed within the teen. The sun was slowly drying their hair, but a thin layer of sweat was now covering their skin.
Zexion took a few deep breaths and looked up at his partner with a smile.
"Good?" Lexaeus asked almost as quiet as the air around them.
In response, Zexion shifted his hips forward and was rewarded with the first sound of pleasure from Lexaeus: a low moan that made Zexion's dick throb in excitement. The teen moved again, letting out a soft sigh to show that he was more than ready to start moving.
Lexaeus watched Zexion's face closely for any hint that he might be in pain and began to carefully thrust in and out of his tight body. He was so turned on by the look of pleasure that graced the teen's face that he moaned again and moved faster.
Zexion couldn't stop small mewling hints of his excitement from escaping his mouth. His dick was trapped between their grinding bodies and it was almost too much already. His fingers dug themselves into Lexaeus's hair and he pulled the older man down into a kiss, moaning into his hot mouth.
Lexaeus thrust his tongue into his mouth as forcefully as he thrust his cock upwards, the silver-haired teen now riding him in wonton desire. He let out a low moan that rumbled in his chest and he pulled Zexion even closer, running his hands from the teen's smooth ass to his back.
Letting out a sensual moan, Zexion broke the kiss. He'd found the perfect movement grinding against the sports director that stimulated both his erection and his prostate. One of his hands gripped Lexaeus's strong bicep while the other stayed behind his neck, ensuring that their mouths stayed close for the occasional kiss.
The rock was leaving red marks upon Lexaeus's knees as he fucked the teen sitting on him, but he was oblivious to the pain in the face of such beauty. With vigor, he thrust upwards, letting out small moans of pleasure every once in a while.
Zexion felt the dam ecstasy that had been building up in his groin for the past few minutes burst. He twitched violently and jerked his head back. With a sharp gasp, he came, his seed smearing upon both of their abs. He whimpered, his muscles twitching sporadically as he came off his high.
With a few more thrusts into the tight, hot body above him, Lexaeus growled and climaxed, still keeping a decent amount of control of his arms so he didn't crush Zexion in his excitement.
Zexion's forehead dropped onto the older man's shoulder and the two of them sat, listening only to the sound of nature around them and their own heavy breathing. "Good," he gasped out finally and kissed the skin in front of him. "Very good."
"Good," Lexaeus repeated gently, holding Zexion in his arms. After a few moments, the two parted and began cleaning up, both understanding that it was time to head back to camp.
And now that you're done with that, on to chapter ten!
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