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Fic: Untitled KH ficlet
Rating: R to NC-17, depending on your level of
corruption. ^_^
Archives: Let me know if you want it, and you can have
it.
Summary: Sora follows Riku. Sora watches Riku. Riku
invokes naughty thoughts in Sora.
Feedback appreciated. ^_^
Still dedicated to Kalli, since I managed to keep this
a secret from her for so long. ^_^
Sora barely opened his eyes to find Riku climbing out
the window. Sora's mind raced. Why was Riku leaving by
the window when the door was just as close? Silently
Sora sat up, then padded to the window.
He saw Riku duck around a corner. Without thought,
Sora climbed out the window to follow.
Sora followed Riku down to the beach, the full moon
illuminating everything in its silvery light. *Where
is he going?* Sora thought, ducking behind a crate
when Riku suddenly spun around.
Riku stopped when he reached a secluded beach. Sora
found himself hiding behind a crate, watching Riku's
graceful movements. The silver-haired boy rummaged
through some bushes off to the side, returning to the
water's edge with an immaculately shiny silver sword.
Sora almost gasped. Where had Riku gotten that? He
watched, wide-eyed, as Riku breathed deeply, then
adopted a fighting stance.
Riku stepped through motions, parrying, thrusting,
slashing. He jumped to his side, attacking his
imaginary foe with a quick punch, followed by an even
quicker thrust with the sword. A kick to his left. A
punch to his right. A spinning slash, followed by a
thrust.
Sora was entranced. He couldn't take his eyes off
Riku. The boy was beautiful, even practicing this
dance. Sora didn't realize what he was doing until he
found himself gently fondling the erection that had
grown in his nightpants.
Riku and Sora danced, one a dance of death, the other
a dance of passion. Sora's eyes riveted to the way
Riku's muscles slid over each other. His hand moved
faster over his arousal, almost in time to Riku's
sword thrusts.
Sora's eyes closed in pleasure. In his mind's eye, he
still saw Riku moving, only this was Riku moving over
*him.* The boy held back a groan, his other hand
moving into his pants to gently squeeze his testicles.
A splash brought Sora back from the brink of his
impending orgasm. Sora's eyes flashed open to see Riku
surface from the ocean, shaking water and hair from
his eyes.
Sora did groan this time, watching the water roll off
Riku's body, returning to the ocean he so beautifully
graced. Sora licked his lips, his hand again moving
over his erection. He reached for his release, never
taking his eyes off the god that was Riku.
Riku stretched, moaning in pleasure as his muscles
relaxed.
Sora came, biting his lip to keep from screaming the
name of the boy he desired. His hand slowed, and he
contemplated joining Riku in the surf. His decision
was made for him when Riku stepped out of the sea,
shook some water out of his hair, and placed his sword
back in the bushes.
Sora stared at Riku made his way back to the house
before realizing that he needed to make it back before
Riku did. With a jump, Sora raced through a shortcut
back to the house, climbing in the window
moments before Riku turned the corner below him. He
lay back down, feigning sleep, hoping to dream of his
silver-haired god.
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