Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Dances of Denial ❯ Mistakes will always haunt you ( Chapter 4 )

BWUAHAHA! I r back bitches

 

:loves you all:

 

This chapter will probably hold mature content. Maybe.

 

Since I'm writing this without a plan, plot ideas may change somewhere in the middle :3 And I wouldn't be able to announce it.

 

Oh hell…I've decided HET AND YAOI IN ONE CHAPTER! Therefore making this a pretty long chapter! :3

 

Enjoy my lovelies

 

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The door shut almost silently behind him. It made a slight clicking noise, which made him freeze and hope that it hadn't woken Kairi up. He happened to know by misfortune that she was a light sleeper and very angry when awakened.

Riku silently pulled off his shoes and set them by the door next to Kairi's flip-flops, and silently tip-toed to the bed, avoiding the areas of the room that creaked under pressure. He had promised a while back that he would sleep in Kairi's room at some point, maybe arrange it so they became roommates…unnecessary to him, important to her.

He dearly hoped that she would stay asleep as bed sank slightly under the new weight.

“Riku…”

He jumped slightly.

“Sorry Kairi.” He whispered softly.

“Were have you been?”

“Bathroom.”

The glare she gave him was lost to the darkness, but the displeasure in her voice made the somewhat floaty feeling in Riku's stomach come crashing down to earth.

“Don't lie to me.”

He hung his head. “I was out.”

Kairi's still voice was still accusatory. “Where do you go out every night?”

A gay bar Kairi… “Just out to a bar…no girls…” He promised. Not a single girl…

Kairi sighed and sat up. “I was awake you know.” Riku said nothing. “Riku…why do you keep going out?”

Riku kept his head bowed. “I don't really know…” Because Sora was just too captivating…

Kairi sighed. “You don't smell like alcohol…” She decided. And with that, Riku hoped he was off the hook.

He could see Kairi's silhouette slink back under the thick comforter, he felt her pat the spot next to her, signifying for him to lie back down with her. So pulling off his shirt and pants, and letting them drop in to rumpled piles on the floor he wormed his way into the comforter, and by Kairi's warm side.

She smiled contently as she shifted to accommodate herself in Riku's arms. The silver haired boy smiled slightly.

“I love you Riku.”

“I love you too.” The words felt empty…said mindlessly. The only thing he could feel were the dainty fingers dancing across the broad expanse of his chest.

“Kairi?” Somehow she had gotten closer, her legs over his hips.

“I want to show you…that I love you…”

His breathe was slightly shallow. “Umm..” Oh very intelligent, Riku. He chastised himself.

Kairi only giggled as she hoisted herself onto his lap, pressing her body against his. In the dark he had failed to notice that she was lacking everything but panties. It made his breath quicken slightly when she pressed her chest against his.

“I love you Riku…”

Her lips descended on his. It was more than a chaste kiss as Riku opened his mouth, their tongues seemingly battling for dominance. Kairi's thin body slightly rocking against his, her hips creating a friction in his boxers. It automatically reminded him of Sora's body grinding down on his, and a small breathy moan couldn't help but be released.

Kairi smiled, obviously pleased with herself.

Riku's hands traveled down her torso, stopping to cup a breast, rubbing, pinching at a hard nipple.

“Mmh…” Her hips ground down on him again.

His hand trailed down further, down her navel, and stopping at the cloth. Kairi's face was bright pink, of course, the darkness veiled her embarrassment.

“Lower Riku…” She mumbled, moving slightly and giving the silver haired boy easier access.

Riku smirked slightly, his hand traveling lower, resting his palm against her cloth-covered womanhood. She shivered and let out a heavy sigh. The panties felt slightly damp and somewhat warm against his palm. Pushing aside the cloth, he gently stroked his fingers across her folds.

“Mmh! Riku!”

Oh what he would give to hear Sora call out his name like that. His forefinger rubbed against her clit, making Kairi buck against his hand, grinding her behind against his now pulsating cock.

She giggled. “You're hard Riku…” She pointed out, rubbing her butt against his again, moaning slightly.

“And you're wet.” He slipped a finger in, much to her surprise.

“Riku!”

Sora would look so fucking sexy like that. Atop Riku, arched back and calling his name as he stroked his member. He licked his lips, almost mindlessly moving his finger inside Kairi.

“Riku…” She pouted.

“Hmm?” He snapped out of his reverie.

She leaned over pulling Riku's fingers out of her, flipping through the useless objects in her drawer, and finally pulling out a small package, once again the darkness concealing the dark pink blush. Shyly, she handed it to Riku, who automatically got the picture.

Half smirking he pulled off his boxers, feeling Kairi shift around doing the same thing. Then, sitting unsurely she waiting until Riku pulled her back on top.

“Just sit…”

Truth be told, Riku hadn't ever gone this far with anybody. Contrary to popular beliefs. Damn stereotypes. He could feel Kairi slowly slipping down on him, her breath quick.

Riku's eyes closed as his hands came up to grab onto Kairi's hips. In his minds eye, it was Sora. Sora's slim hips, Sora's hot tunnel clamping down on him, just Sora…

Funny how Sora was the one who made him moan. He gave an experimental thrust. Kairi squeaked.

“Riku…move…”

Quite demanding wasn't she? Of course, had Sora demanded anything he'd do it…and in his lost haze of passion, it was still Sora who rode him until he was spent. Kairi's voice was replaced with that low sexy tone…slightly boyish but still a man.

“Oh god SORA!”

He came…and there was a prolonged silence.

“Sora?”

Riku's eyes snapped wide open. FUCK!

Kairi climbed off , glaring. And Riku could feel it, like a thousand knives piercing him.

“I don't know how the fuck this Sora is…but I want you out of my bed…out of my room.”

Her voice was deathly calm…And Riku gathered his things without another word, scrambling out of the room and out the door, which was promptly slammed behind him. Staring at it blankly he stood there, with his clothes bundled up in his arms, and a cold wind slapping his naked body, he just stood there wondering: How the fuck could I be so stupid? Which was quickly followed by: And since when the fuck do I call out Sora's NAME!?

Confused, humiliated, and cold he traversed towards his dorm, still unaware of his naked state. A few stragglers who were returning from their little parties and such snickered at him behind their hands, or stared without shame. A Riku bathed in moonlight was truly a sight to behold. Though at the current moment, Riku couldn't care if he was the most beautiful person in the world. His mind so very occupied, he almost mechanically opened his door and flopped bonelessly onto the bed, ever possible apology, every possibly excuse running through his mind.

I'm so sorry Kairi…

 

“Roxas…”

Roxas looked up. His mouth smothered in what Sora deemed as breakfast. “Mm?”

“He knows my name.”

That simple statement brought upon a huge grin on the blonde cousin's face. It was an omniscient sort of expression, and it never failed to unnerve poor Sora. Roxas swallowed what was in his mouth before speaking.

“You act like that's a big deal.”

“He goes to this school.”

“I know…”

“What if he finds out it's me!?”

Roxas sighed. His cousin's…obliviousness could prove to be quite irritating at times.

“Listen Sora…I don't think it's anything to be worried about, besides, he can't tell it's you if you don't have any classes with him, and he can't tell it's you in the halls because a) you don't have make up and b) it's too dark in the club to see anything half the time.”

Sora's shoulders slackened a bit. “Thanks Roxas…” He mumbled, leaning over and kissing his cousin on the lips.

“Were I not eating onions I'd french you.” He smirked.

Sora made a face. “I'll hold you to that after you brush your teeth.”

The slightly smaller boy stood up. “I promised to meet Squall before second period.”

Roxas rolled his eyes. “Whore.”

The brunette only stuck out his tongue and bounced off, leaving his cousin to devour the odd smelling food. In his frenzied eating, he failed to notice a pair of cat-like green eyes observing him with more than just slight interest.

 

Sora traversed down the halls, hardly a slight bounce in his step as he approached the other waiting brunette. Waving amiably towards him he strode up towards him and proceeded to wrap his arms around the taller man.

“Hiiiiiii Squall.”

It was common knowledge that Squall Leonheart hated that name with a passion. Sora hadn't the slightly clue why, but he loved getting a rise from the older man.

“It's Leon, Sora.” He said stonily.

Sora pouted. It was quite the adorable pout, earning himself a pat on the head.

“We have a half hour before class…” Squall trailed off.

Sora nuzzled his arm. This slight show of affection was Squalls first indication that Sora's intentions were probably going to take more than a half hour.

“Sora…”

“It's just second period…” He grinned, a licentious sort of look predominant in his eyes.

Leon sighed and pulled him closer. “Lascivious little thing…”

Sora cocked his head to the side. Leon rolled his eyes.

“Slut.” And he proceeded to drag him off by the hand.

Only to miss the early arrival to the door. One with silvery hair and bags under his eyes.

 

Riku could only sigh as he ambled inside the empty second period classroom. He had gone to speak with Kairi, intent on making up, intent on apologizing, albeit lying his way out of this punishment.

She had slammed the door in his face.

Not that he could blame her.

The previous night he had sat, only lying to toss and turn.

And as the early morning rays shone through his thin curtains, a migraine slowly crept its way to consciousness, not leaving him since. Normally straight silver locks were slightly gravity defying. Not that he really cared at the moment.

Silently he vowed not to return to the club that night.

 

“Let me go please...”

 

He thumped his head on the desk. Amidst his excitement, he had failed to realize in how much of an uncomfortable situation he had placed Sora in.

“I'm so fucking stupid.”

It resounded over and over in the empty room and in Riku's head as he kept thumping his already pounding head against the polished wood. Slowly, it became damp with his breathe, and soon, rapid falling drops accompanied the mist.

 

Sora giggled as Leon pressed him against the wall of his dorm.

“Frisky?” He bubbled.

Leon's mouth attached itself to Sora's neck, nipping, sucking, licking until Sora went slightly limp against the wall, his eyes shut.

“Mmh Leon…”

Leon continued to abuse the flesh. Sora's arm came to wrap around his shoulder, pulling him closer. He could feel the younger boys breath quicken against him.

“God is that all you have?” He taunted, clawing slightly at Leon's leather covered back.

Leon only growled, slipping his hand up Sora's flimsy shirt. In all honesty that shirt bothered him. When the wind blew, he could clearly see how cold Sora would get…and how hot it would get in his pants.

“I hate this shirt…” He mumbled against Sora's collar bone.

Sora giggled once again. “I should wear it more often, then.”

Leon snarled a bit and bit at said collar bone.

“Leon!” Oh how he loved those cries of ecstasy.

His hand continued to trail up warmed skin. Sora shivering at the tingles his touch left behind. He paused at an erect nub, flicking at it.

“Mmh…Leon…god stop teasing me…”

He could swear the boy was almost purring. Pulling him off the wall he tossed him none-too gently on the bed. Unbeknownst to anyone but himself and Roxas that Sora had a slight masochistic streak in him. To Leon that was one of his greatest turn ons, and a fantasy to see how far he could push the young brunette.

It made his already tight leather pants even tighter.

Sora lay on his back, legs slightly spread. His chest heaving slightly as his half lidded eyes beaconed lean towards him.

“Stop staring…” He demanded in a soft whisper.

Leon moved to straddle him, leaning down and ravenously kissing the boys lips, nipping his bottom lip and slipping his tongue in, mapping out every crevasse. Sora mewled and raised his body against Leon's in a delicious sort of friction.

“Leon..” He panted, grinding again against his current partner. “You're wearing too much.

Without much thought, the older brunette pulled off his jacket, followed by the simple plain white t-shirt he had grown so accustomed to wearing. Sora's bright blue eyes roamed the expanse of slightly tanned skin pulled so perfectly over Leon's well sculpted body. It was a body to tempt the gods the boy decided, running his hands lightly over quivering muscles, doing what Leon did to his own lithe torso.

The older man's face matched that of Sora's a few minutes ago.

“I could say the same about you…” He managed after Sora's hand left his body, still leaving tingles behind. Tingles that were still making him press against his pants. It was becoming somewhat of a bother.

Those bright blue eyes were eyeing said bulge with a sort of predatory look.

“Pants off first…”

They flew to the rest of Leon's discarded garments. And Sora's followed suite…save the irritating shirt that Leon insisted on keeping. He would later remind himself to wet Sora in that shirt later on.

He leaned down, licking a trail of warm saliva down his neck, down his chest only pausing briefly to play with those two nubs he had found there, down to his navel where a light happy trail led down to the prize he had been so willing to taste.

Sora's face was contorted into an expression of pure bliss. Leon's breath puffed against his arousal, making him spread his legs in invitation.

“Suck me Leon…Please?” He whimpered, nudging his hips upward.

Leon smirked, pink tongue coming out to lick him. Sora gave an appreciative moan. He licked the tip again, tasting a slight bit of precum. Sora was beginning to writhe slightly. Smirking he took up to the head in. Sucking gently on it.

“Leon….” It was more of a groan than a demand.

Somewhere he could hear a bell ringing.

“Class…”

Sora growled and thrust his hips. Leon nearly gagged. He glared. “After this then…” The younger brunette bargained.

Almost offended Leon took the rest of Sora in. The younger boy cried out, as Leon brought his hands down on his hips to keep him from flying off the mattress. He ran his tongue violently across the vein that ran along the bottom. Sora was truly writhing now. Writhing and nearly screaming Leon's name.

“Ooh! Leon! Mmh! MORE!”

Leon scrapped his teeth across the head, still throwing half his body weight into keep Sora down, he brought his right hand to toy with Sora's ball sac.

“LEON!!!!!”

The younger brunette shot off into Leon's mouth with little warning. The older swallowing most of it with a smirk. Sora's eyes slid shut, chest rising up and down rapidly with each pant.

His hair was more tousled than normal and his body was covered with a light sheen of sweat. Leon's hard-on was still throbbing. He watched as Sora ambled around in the buff searching for his missing clothes. Still slightly affronted that the younger boy couldn't bother to return the favor.

He made a displeased noise in the back of his throat. Sora gave him a sweet smile.

“I can take care of that during class.” He said simply.

Leon's eyes went wide.

 

Riku sat still slumped over his desk, those saline tears now dry but the mist of his breath still hung around. The dull voice of the professor was aggravating his migraine, and he wondered why the fuck he even came to class today in the first place!

A loud `bang' made him sluggishly raise his head.

“Sorry Professor!”

Such a familiar voice.

“You're late you know.”

“We know…” That voice was deeper.

“We're very, very sorry! I swear…”

“Sora…Squall…” The professor sighed. “Take your seats. You get no credit for today.”

“Yes sir.”

It took a while for the thoughts process in Riku's pained mind. Though once registered his eyes went wide, and the pain was almost instantly forgotten. SORA!

He could only watch as the brunette sat somewhere in front, slightly hanging off the taller man next to him…could that be…

Riku's head came crashing down on the desk again.

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Aaaah man XD

I TOLD you it would be longer!

>> It would be EVEN longer but then…I'd have nothing to write for the next time.

 

I guess today was a day to torture the hell out of Riku…I'm not even sure if it was crucial to the…somewhat flaky plot line…but c'mon! It made for a good chapter :3 admit it.

 

Actually it might be crucial to the said plot line.

 

Also I think the parings have been established. If not, here they are:

Sora x Riku

Roxas x Axel (who else has `cat-like green eyes' seriously!?)

Slight Sora x Leon (I think he might be like the big brother that Sora runs to, kind of like Roxas only Leon actually lusts deeply for Sora as you can see)

Slight Roxas x Sora (Since they've obviously slept together, and they probably will again…or just flirt, they're strange cousins)

Riku x Kairi (I might get them back together for a little while…MAYBE)

Other pairing are either irrelevant or they just haven't come up yet.

 

Until the next time!