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The Sweetest Damned Thing	By : wickedorin Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4644 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Sweetest Damned Thing
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"The Sweetest Damned Thing", and the
overall plot-ish-ness of "The Sweetest Damned Thing" is copyright Orin
Drake 2006. Kingdom Hearts, Leon, Sora and Riku are owned
by some combination of Square-Enix and Disney, but Cloud is owned by Square-Enix
only. Don't freakin' argue with me, man.

        Background:
Written for the enormously talented Hanae0711,
it was meant to be a direct sequel to her fic Chocolate.
It turned out to be "close enough", so I can still claim that it is.
(I can only do so much, the muses pretty much don't listen to a damn thing
I have to say.)

The Sweetest Damned Thing

by Orin Drake

        Back
door officially closed and locked, Leon didn't bother to spare a single
second before pulling his shirt off and stalking back into the kitchen
with purpose. There was still a bowl coated with chocolate that Sora
had left in his wake before running off with Riku. And Leon had an
idea.

        Cloud
gave him a teasing sigh as he saw the smoldering look the other man had
in his eyes. Hey, like he was one to argue. Taking his cue,
he rid himself of his own shirt and laid it somewhat carelessly on a kitchen
chair.

        "So,
what do you say?" the brunette officially attempted slyness--an instant
before unzipping his fly. "Kitchen sex?"

        The
subtle romance and eloquence of his words made the swordsman laugh.
"Don't see why not..." His own pants were discarded rather quickly.
Turning to see Leon already kneeled on the large kitchen rug, he tried
to hold back a snicker. So that was the real reason for the
oversized rug. He followed example, pondering out loud, "But
there's not any..."

        "Oh
yes there is." The gunblader corrected, reaching up to the counter
to retrieve something in particular. The smirk turned, not so secretly,
into a smug grin as he drew his fingers along the inside of the chocolate-lined
bowl.

        A
rather inquisitive eyebrow raised before a mild chuckle escaped the blond.
"Leon. I didn't know you had it in you."

        That
grin became nearly fierce. "Interesting choice of words..."

        Cloud
gasped sharply as a finger unexpectedly brushed against his entrance.
When the hell had he lost track of the other hand?! Not that it exactly
mattered at that point. The motions were harsh, but that was
exactly the way he enjoyed it when they were both in that playful frame
of mind--and slicked with...

        Leon's
grin was the brilliance of sunset, dazzling and just a touch vicious.
He didn't so much as pause in his actions as he spoke, finger delving swiftly
in quick pulses only to tease. "To be honest, I wasn't sure how this
would work. But you don't seem to mind experimenting."

        The
blond had meant to say something sharp in return--but of course that was
exactly when the practiced finger found the pleasure center that made him
come undone. It was just too disturbing how well the gunblader knew
his body... not that he was at all one to complain. A moan escaped
his open mouth, head falling back and breath sharper when a second finger
joined in.

        "Oh,
Cloud..." Leon's voice smirked, pretending to chastise the gasping
warrior before him. "You're just so damn easy."

        Sapphire
eyes met stormy blue-gray an instant before the brunette was knocked over
and pinned to the kitchen rug. The younger man hovered over him for
a moment, looking hungry, devious and ready to attack. Leaning in
closer, preparing to strike... he blindly reached for the bowl currently
beside them.

        Leon
blinked at the unexpectedness of the actions. It remained deeply
puzzling right up until the bowl was held above his chest, then tipped.
The feel of cool chocolate running over him was surprisingly erotic; sliding
over him like liquid silk, flooding downward and over his abdomen.

        It
was Cloud's turn to grin, giving no warning save a bowl thrown across the
room. He leaned down and made one long, slow lick from navel to throat.
Granted he would likely wake up after a sugar coma much later, but damned
if it wouldn't be worth the headache.

        Yes,
chocolate was a good idea. Cool chocolate plus Cloud's warm tongue,
however, was a magnificent idea. He set his jaw, trying his
damnedest not to give the satisfaction of moaning quite so wantonly.

        "As
for what I said before..." the blond attempted a tone and look of innocence
as he gathered some of the dripping chocolate across Leon's nipples onto
his fingertips.

        The
gunblader's eyes widened as he realized what was coming. Mouth open
for a half-hearted protest, he finally let loose a gasping sound of pleasure,
instead. Why... that little bastard. Using his own trick against
him.

        Cloud's
grin brightened, but the devious quality of it increased tenfold.
Already working two fingers inside of Leon's shivering body, he pulled
back and positioned himself between the brunette's legs. "But you
know what would really be sweet?" Not allowing an answer to come,
his mouth descended immediately to lap up some of the pooled chocolate
at Leon's navel, then moved without pause directly for the man's exceedingly
obvious erection.

        The
sound made was a touch alien to both of them. At the same time Cloud
had enveloped the head and a good bit of the shaft with his talented mouth,
he'd pressed with great intention at the other man's not-so-delicate nerve
center.

        Oh
no. As much as he thoroughly appreciated the gesture, Cloud
was not going to take over his idea. Exactly how Leon had
gained the mental prowess, not to mention the physical ability, to not
only get out from under the blonde's delicious ministrations but to get
them both to their feet would forever be a wonder to ponder.
The how clearly did not matter--the fact that Cloud was suddenly
lifted onto the counter and pounced was what seemed to be the proper
focus.

        "The
counter? Leon." The grin didn't fade a single watt in
strength, gladly and absolutely surrendering to the experience.

        The
gunblader couldn't help a smug smirk in response, wasting no time in running
his palm down his own chest to gather enough chocolate to coat himself
thoroughly. "This," he told the blond, pulling the beautifully
toned legs over his shoulders, "Is sweet."

        The
cry of entry was both wholehearted and tinged, at first, with pain.
Not that Cloud would want it any other way. Nothing said "I love
you" like a quick fuck on the kitchen counter.

        Leon's
response to the raw sound was only to go further, prompting thoughtless
clawing over his back and a long string of the most eloquently shouted
curses he'd ever heard. Perhaps the chocolate had a number of effects
he hadn't intended... not that he was one to mind. At last sheathed
all the way inside, he spared a moment to allow them both to adjust.
That, and to dip his head and lap some of the smeared chocolate off of
Cloud's chest.

        The
blond's hands combed through Leon's hair then grasped, pulling their mouths
together and battling for breath, teeth, tongue--he knowingly clenched
specific muscles, making a shared moan explode between them. He tasted
chocolate and lust in that mouth, and couldn't wait another precious second.

        The
hint was loud and clear, orders followed to the letter. Movements
slow at first out of necessity, the gunblader began to set a steady pace.
Mentally, he checked a series of boxes with every glorious motion.
Experiment, success. A+. Must try again sometime soon.
Think of other tasty food items.

        There
was the vague realization--buried somewhere under the writhing, all-consuming
pleasure of every energetic thrust and unbridled cry--that they were going
to have to clean the whole of the kitchen. Everything except the
ceiling. They'd have to try harder next time.

        All
thought began to flee as they both neared climax. Mouths grappling,
bodies quivering, a new and delicious experience and a good dose of sugar
all combining to drive them further and faster. Cloud's fingernails
dug fresh trails over Leon's shoulder blades, the pleasure-pain causing
the domino effect of sped-up thrusts and clenching muscles. It was
just... the sweetest damned thing.

        Several
moments later, a loud knock at the door pulled them from their sated, half-conscious
collapse on the kitchen counter. "Hey, guys?" Sora's voice.
"Riku thought I should see if you needed help cleaning up the kitchen..."

        "You
should let 'em in." Cloud joked lowly , still catching his breath.
"I sure as hell don't want to clean up this mess."

        Leon
scoffed quietly. "I think we'll manage. And Riku doesn't need
to be stealing any more ideas from us."

        Yeah,
don't ask about the ending. Because I don't know, I really don't.

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you'd like to be e-mailed when I update, drop me a line (orin(at)sephain.com)
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