Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Depths of memory ❯ Become one ( Chapter 7 )

I hope you guys are still with me out there?

We're moving on with the story, and ya'll know what's coming up next… *cackles*

 

Big thanks goes out to my beta Gabriel. Sweetie I know, I keep saying it, but that's only because it is true; I never would've got known exactly what to do if it wasn't for you.

 

Please enjoy this chapter, I know I did…

 

-Blackdiamond Princess!

 

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7. Become one

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New Xillion City, spring 2004

 

 

Wednesday night, 11. 18 pm

 

 

I couldn't tear my eyes away from him; his scent, his presence, and the touch of his small fingers on my arm… it was all too much for me to take. I needed him; I wanted him like I had never desired anyone before in my entire life. The soft press of his lips against mine wasn't enough, my body longed for more. I longed for so much more.

The atmosphere was loaded with electric tension when I closed the door to my apartment; it was only going to be him and me tonight.

Locking the door for the night, I then turned around slowly, finding Sora looking at me expectantly.

He reached out his right hand to me and I took it, letting him lead me into our bedroom. Once there, he closed the door and turned around to face me. His eyes, those magnificently beautiful eyes of his were silently telling me that he was a little nervous.

I smiled reassuringly, or at least I tried, because I felt like my heart was about to pop out of my chest with all the pounding it was doing.

He chuckled back and we both chuckled, relieving a little of the tension.

Next, he took my right hand in his again and placed it flat on his chest, making me feel the raging of his own heart.

"I want this." He then whispered, his eyes determinedly looking into mine. "I want you."

I couldn't wait to touch him after that and approached him, moving the hand he had placed on his heart up his throat, caressing the warm skin there for a moment before moving up into the silken mass of his brown locks.

"I want you too… God, I want you so much, Sora." I heard myself whisper, almost unable to contain my ever growing longing for him.

The kiss that followed those words was the most passionate we ever shared. I poured in all of my feelings for him then, all of my desire. Our tongues slid over each other, tasting, licking and cherishing while my hands began to explore his body, eliciting delicious moans and whimpers from him, the sound of my name coming from his mouth the sweetest thing I ever heard.

The jacket he had been wearing fell to the floor along with my own, our lips never letting go of one and other.

His small hands hesitantly pulled me closer to him and we moved ourselves against the door, my body pressing against his.

When he turned his head away to breathe in the much needed air, I concentrated my kisses on the soft skin of his throat, making him mewl my name oh-so erotically, setting my senses aflame. He tasted like honey, his sweet, sugary taste leaving me wanting for more. I took possession of his lips once more, all the while subtly crawling a hand underneath his t-shirt, caressing the soft planes of his flat stomach.

"Riku…"

I soon realised that Sora's body became hyper sensitive to every touch when he was sexually stimulated.

"That tickles…" He whispered with a playful giggle.

"It does?" I murmured against his throat, nuzzling his skin there while my left hand underneath his shirt crept up and my right one opened it's buttons. I skimmed his right nipple and his high pitched gasp near my ear made me grin impishly, "You sure that only tickles?"

I could feel myself become rock hard as his body continually writhed against mine, his hips pressing up against me. I closed my eyes and moved my right leg in between his, pressing carefully, yet enticingly against his crotch.

Sora honestly surprised me when he cried out; his back arching away from the wall.

"Beautiful…" I throatily whispered, letting my tongue flicker against his as he opened his mouth to let out another moan.

"Riku…" He muttered pleadingly, his eyes now covered by a veil of lust. "My body's on fire…"

He made me think of an ignorant boy at that time, my mind briefly forgetting that he was still a virgin. But I would soon come to discover that although he was still untouched, he wasn't a newbie when it came down to pleasuring men.

"You're big…" he softly said, reaching in between us and caressing my arousal through my still zipped up pants. I smirked at his slightly amazed face as he was looking down in between us.

"Afraid you won't be able to handle it?"

He chuckled and raised a defiant eyebrow when he looked back at me, "Just watch me."

He suddenly grabbed me by my belt and turned me with my back against the wall. With a smirk he then lowered himself slowly.

I got alarmed when he, without warning, unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants in 5 seconds flat, ready to take out my erection. I couldn't let him go through with it if he only was doing it to prove me wrong.

"You don't have to feel like you need to do this, you know." I hastily whispered, holding him back from putting his hands into my pants. "I didn't mean to challenge you or anything."

Sora simply looked up at me and cocked his head to the side, chuckling throatily. "Are you telling me that you don't want me to suck you off?"

I gulped at his forwardness and quickly shook my head, "I don't want you to feel like you've been forced into doing it." I didn't want him to do something as submissive like that, certainly if he didn't want to.

His hands, lips and wet tongue were all over me at once. Hot, wet, soft… wet, soft, hot… I was suddenly overwhelmed by this overdose of sensations, my back arching violently away from the wall, thrusting myself into his mouth

I couldn't speak, all I could do was bite my lips and try vainly at stopping myself from breathing out his name. The back of my head hit the wall, my hands resting on Sora's bobbing head. God, I couldn't take it much longer; the teasing flicker of his tongue on my tip, his sucking lips, his hot breath, the vibration of his soft moans on my throbbing length...

I felt the urge to look down at him while he was pleasuring me so divinely and found his ocean blues staring right back at me. Just the look that he gave me then sent a jolt of electricity down my spine, a low groan escaping my lips and the pearly drops of pre-cum dripping down onto Sora's waiting tongue.

He then closed his eyes and wrapped his mouth around my manhood once more, answering my growing groans with erotic moans followed by faster and harder movements of his tongue and lips on my burning flesh.

I hissed his name and arched as I felt myself nearing that point of no return. It was approaching rapidly and it was going to be a big one…

I released with a loud growl, feeling Sora eagerly licking every delivered drop. Until that moment, I never imagined him to be so skilled at this. I was going to know him better after tonight, no doubt there…

"W-where did you learn that?" I panted, the aftershocks of my orgasm still making my body tingle and spasm.

He chuckled softly and stood up, running the back of his right hand over his lips as if he had just finished some sort of sweet dessert.

"Are you sure you want to know that?"

Actually, no… I didn't, not really.

I shook my head and took him in my arms. "Boy, am I glad to have talented lover like you."

He swatted my arm playfully and blushed cutely.

"My turn now." I whispered before kissing him longingly and pressing my hips against his, "Let me make love to you…"

His lower lip got caught in between his teeth as he took a step back, his eyes locked with mine.

I simply watched him as he started to take off his shoes and kicked them aside. He then unbuckled his belt and took it off, throwing it carelessly aside next to his shoes. The tight jeans soon fell around his naked ankles and he shyly looked up at me, "Now this, I've never done before."

I smiled reassuringly, "It's a great show though."

He giggled and blushed again before continuing with his little strip. His white shirt that had already been unbuttoned came next, his small frame now fully shown to me, aside from the black shorts he was still wearing.

Equally toned skin, lean muscles, a slightly curved waist and rosy nipples adorning his taut chest.

I stepped up to touch him hesitantly, not wanting to seem too eager at what was being offered to me. His hands went around my waist as my lips hungrily made contact with his throat, my erection already partially renewed.

Sora moaned my name repetitively, his own erection starting to poke against mine.

I coaxed him to move backwards towards the bed while I held our bodies close.

We fell on the bed, things accelerating themselves from then on. I soon found myself pressing my naked body against his, the temperature of our bodies rising with each passing minute.

"Sora," I whispered, looking at his pools of deep sapphire and brushing a strand of his dampened hair out of his face, "I—" I wanted to ask him if he was ready, but he just hushed me with a finger on my lips.

"Do you have something we can use as a lube?"

I thought about it for a moment before reaching towards my night table and taking out Kairi's vanilla scented massaging oil. "Will this do?"

He nodded with a smile and I was about to proceed with applying some oil on my fingers when he stopped me. I looked at him with a questioning expression and he bit his lip nervously before producing a flat, blue plastic square from underneath his pillow, holding the item in between us.

"Please?" He whispered softly.

I smiled reassuringly and took the condom he was offering me. It made me realise how fast everything had gone between us and that once again, Sora had shown himself to be the most sensible of the both of us tonight. I loved him even more because of that.

I rolled the piece of rubber over my erection and gave him a smirk when I was done. He giggled softly and took the bottle of oil to apply a generous amount of liquid on his hands and fingers. He then took my hands in his and massaged them, oiling my fingers well enough for what was coming next. I moved closer to him as our hands intertwined and kissed him again, letting go of him as he laid himself back down on the bed.

For moments I just sat there, having an internal conflict with myself. I knew what it was I was supposed to do and where I was supposed to insert myself, but I just froze then, I guess, because I knew I was going to hurt him immensely.

Consequently, Sora sat up to ask me if I was alright.

"You don't want to do this?" He then softly whispered, starting to pull his legs up his body, the expression on his close to one of an endured rejection.

I looked at him with hesitantly, "I just… I don't want to hurt you, Sora. And I know it will, whether I put oil on it or not."

He gave me a comforting smile and reached out his right hand to cup my left cheek, "Riku?"

"Yes?"

"I don't want to stay a virgin for the rest of my life." He said and I chuckled, "I told you that I wanted this…" His eyes were serious; there was no sign of humour in them as he moved himself on his hands and knees to creep over to me, "I can't wait any longer."

I nodded numbly, his lips taking possession of mine without warning, the kiss ferocious and nearly bruising my lips. I had never been kissed like that before. The moans he produced were driving me crazy and I soon was kissing him back, pushing him to lie back down on the pillows of my bed.

"I'm sorry if this hurts, Sora." I whispered as I watched my right index and middle finger probing against his untouched entrance.

"I'm ready Riku." He whispered softly.

I carefully pushed in my index, entering his wonderful warmth.

"Riku…" He whimpered and I bit my lower lip, sincerely hoping that he wasn't in too much pain. In a sudden moment of improvisation I lowered my head on his erection and took him into my mouth. His surprised gasp filled the room and I slowly moved my head up his length, swirling my tongue around him and making sure to also pay attention to the finger I still had inside of him. He arched up and I sensed his arousal throb, this sensation strangely arousing to me. I let out a soft groan, released him and rested my eyes on him; his eyes were closed and he was moaning softly, his chest heaving rapidly up and down and his hands fisting in the covers beside him. His eyes opened then and he pleadingly looked at me before arching up again as I added my second finger inside of his body.

His pained sob almost made me withdraw completely from him, but he stopped me with a hand, guiding me back in and out, as if showing me the pace to follow.

I bit my lip at this, finding this unbelievably erotic to watch him pull my fingers in and out of him while he softly cried and whimpered with each stroke, his body slightly shivering.

It was starting to get a little too much for me to bear after a while, my own erection asking for attention. I tenderly removed his fingers from around my hand and extracted my fingers from his body.

His eyes opened slightly, his cherry red lips lightly parted as he panted softly, a layer of swear covering his lithe form.

The vanilla scented liquid now coated his inner walls and we were both more than ready to take our relationship a level higher. I positioned myself on top of him, placing my elbows on each side of his head so my weight wasn't fully on him, my tip pressing up against him as I kissed his damped forehead.

His beautiful eyes looked into my aqua ones, his hands sliding up my back and joining in my hair.

I kissed him a last time before burying my face in the crook of his left shoulder and whispering those three little words I had never shared with anyone in an amorous way.

"I love you."

I entered him with one swift stroke and he screamed, his cry of pain shaking me to the core. I remained immobile for a brief moment before I dared to move my head to look down at him.

Silent tears escaped his eyes as they remained closed, his lips trembling slightly and his respiration irregular and fast.

He was hurting.

A lot.

"Sora…" I started, pushing back his bangs and kissing him repetitively on his cheeks and lips, "Do you want us to stop?" I whispered against his mouth, waiting anxiously for an answer from his part.

His lips suddenly moved against mine, pulling me into an electrifying kiss, his hands in my hair bringing my head down to deepen it before he let go of me and opened his eyes.

"I love you too, Riku."

I halted and moved my head back to look at him with a surprised gaze; I hadn't really expected him to say it back. I guess I was afraid he would think it was still too soon. Yet it was truly how I felt and the idea of him feeling the same already had just been a little too hard to believe. "You love me?" I whispered back with a hopeful smile.

He gave me a radiant smile and nodded, more tears escaping from his eyes, "I love you… I always have…"

I couldn't seem to grab the essence of what he was saying, it all seemed so surreal to me. His beautiful face was looking up at me with honest emotion and I felt my heart flutter in my chest. I started to laugh and pressed my forehead against his, my happiness seeming to have no limits. He chuckled with me and took me into a tight embrace.

I sniffled, suddenly finding myself holding back tears. "Sora…" I whispered, softly taking the sides of his head in my hands. I needed him now, I couldn't hold back any longer. "Are you ready?" He nodded simply and closed his eyes again.

With my eyes fixed on his features I slowly pulled out of him, oppressing my own moans at his exquisite warmth and tightness. Sora silently whimpered, his hands tightening in my hair.

I pushed back in gently and we both moaned. I could tell by the small counter movement that his initial pain had started to subside.

The expression on his face gradually changed from a pained one into one taken over by growing pleasure, soft whimpers escaping his parted lips as we rocked against each other on a slow rhythm.

He was so tight, so warm and soft that I completely forgot about everything around us, the world of absolute bliss that he had taken me in was ours and ours alone. I never wanted to leave it.

I savoured the taste of his plump lips, his moans and soft cries driving me insane. His body seemed to pull me back in with every stroke, the pleasure so intense it almost hurt.

"Ngh…!" He sobbed, his teary eyes looking up at me innocently, begging me to release him from the ache growing inside of him as I quickened the pace a little. "R-Riku… oh!"

His hands slid down my back, his nails scraping over my skin making me grit my teeth at the erotic pain. "Sora…" I arched my back, thrusting deeper inside of him, feeling like I was touching heaven.

Sora cried out, shutting his eyes tightly and turning his head to the side, his body trembling slightly underneath mine. I had hit something inside of him and simply watched him as he arched up, his bangs sliding slowly backwards, the glistening drops of his sweat and tears rolling sideways from his face. He was more beautiful than ever then, our passion seeming to bask him into an ethereal glow, like an angel. My own, beautiful angel.

I cupped his face in my hands as he laid himself back on the mattress and watched with delicious delight how he took my left thumb into his mouth and suckled it while he was making slight movements with his hips to counter act mine.

I soon could feel him nearing his peak, his breathing and moans becoming louder and his body moving more desperately against me. I gently lead him to it with affectionate kisses and touches, adding speed when I felt he wanted me to and returning his longing gazes with loving caresses.

I drove a little harder in him, as I felt his walls tighten around me; threatening to bring me over my edge too soon.

"Ah-ahh… I… I'm almost…" Sora moaned, his body clutching to mine.

I simply pressed a kiss on his mouth and picked up some speed, muffling his whimpers and cries as I felt that I was fighting a losing battle with my own body, trying to keep myself from not pumping myself inside of him and hurting him.

He screamed my name as he came, the sound muffled against my lips while I softly kept rocking against his, making sure that he got the complete ride so he could come down from it gently.

"Riku…" He sighed after the tremors of his orgasm had subsided. I lifted my head from it's position in the crook of his right shoulder and looked at him. He then took my face in his hands, his dark blue eyes looking determinedly at me, "Don't hold back."

I moaned at the slight roll of his hips against mine and his lips tenderly caressed my jaw-line, coaxing me to pursue my own release. God… I just couldn't hold myself back any longer and so I thrust deeper inside of him and out again, feeling his fingers around my arms tightening their grip. "Oh God, yeah Sora…"

He softly cried out, a drop of my sweat rolling down my nose and landing on his chest. I kept my eyes fixed on his face as I worked towards my release, going faster and faster with each of his sobs of pleasure. I felt his new erection press against my lower abdomen and chuckled, reaching in between us to give him a hand.

"D-don't! Riku! H-ah!" He started to whimper in protest but soon moaned when I made a circular movement with my hips and then thrust inside of him again with a powerful stroke.

He was nearing his peak already and I was reaching mine in a matter of seconds, so I increased my jerking motions on his throbbing member before experiencing the most wonderful moments of bliss.

His muscles contracted around me, I gave a last thrust and then our voices mingled into one, creating a beautiful sound filled with passion, love and satisfaction.

I fell almost bonelessly on him, breathing heavily and my eyes tightly closed. I felt his hands wrap around me, hugging me tightly against him. With my right cheek pressed against his chest I lay there for what seemed blissful hours, wishing I could stay with him like this forever.

Words weren't needed to express how we both felt then, enjoying ourselves in the afterglow of our passionate lovemaking and soon we drifted off into the smooth confines of sleep.

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Hoax, fall 1254

 

The chains around his ankles made a soft clinging sound as he tried to shift into a more comfortable position on his spot on the harsh floor.

Soon they would come and reunite him with the only thing he had ever loved in his whole life. The only thing he had not been able to protect.

His eyes shifted to look into the palm of his hands as he opened them, revealing with filth smudged, calloused fingers. Fingers that had felt how the life of his loved one slowly had ebbed away, as he hadn't been able to speak until it was too late, not understanding what had been happening until his hands had been holding nothing but the entity without it's subsistence…

All tears had left his body and now he had nothing else left to live for, nothing to share with anyone.

Soon they'd be here and end this pain. Soon he'd see him again and they'd be together; together where they'd be free of loving each other without restrain.

His heart had maybe been broken, his body now beaten and tired, but their love and the memories they had shared would never, ever die.

They would survive until the end of times…

 

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Sitting himself on the seat reserved for him next to the king's, the young prince silently resented the spectacle about to be displayed.

The king had urged for his presence at the judgment of a criminal who had betrayed the country. Amenon had wished for him to see how severely the ones who did not comply with the law were being punished.

Not being a big fan of cruelty in proportions like these, Soryan had complied nevertheless, not wanting to offend Hoax' ruler by declining his offer.

And so he sat, watching from an elevated tribune how a crowd of villagers was waiting around a higher stabled podium. A black hooded headsman was waiting on it, his sharp axe standing next to him.

Soryan felt himself become more and more uncomfortable as the minutes crawled by. Then suddenly, there was a slight commotion in the crowd as two men made their way through the people, seeming to drag along a third that could barely stand on his feet. He couldn't clearly see the prisoner and decided that it probably was for the best.

"What did he do to deserve such humiliation?" He asked, turning his head to the king, trying with all his might to shut off the growing cheers of the executioner's name by the crowd.

Amenon's cold amber eyes turned to look at him and they just studied the young man for a moment before replying with a small smile, "He was a member of the royal guard, but lost the empire's trust when he was caught passing on information to the enemy."

Unwillingly, Soryan frowned, his heart starting a frenzied, anxious rhythm in his chest. "A member of the royal guard?" He whispered with difficulty.

The king smiled and nodded, "Yes. But let's talk about something else while the headman readies himself." He said with another smile, his eyes resting on the now turned pale prince. "How was your voyage to Sunil?"

Despite his efforts to not look at what was happening a few meters from him, the brunette soon found his attention slip from the conversation as the cheers of the crowd became of such an intensity that he couldn't ignore them anymore. As he turned his head back to the podium, he felt his heart stop beating.

Kneeling right in front of the headman was a very bruised, thin and pale Ryuu.

"But that's…!" He managed to speak, his voice trembling and his body shaking. "How is this…?"

"I'm afraid Ryuu has proven himself to be a traitor during your absence, who knows maybe he was already tipping the enemy before your voyage. I cannot let someone like that live." Amenon's flat tone made Soryan look at him with disbelief.

 

"Gabriel! Gabriel! Gabriel!"

 

Soryan watched helplessly how his love was forced to rest his head upon a wooden pedestal.

Then suddenly it all fell into place; Seiyuu had told the king about his affair with Ryuu even though he had pleaded him not to and he had given him his word. Yet, it still didn't make any sense… why would Seiyuu betray his own brother like this?

He wanted to scream and run up to Ryuu and beg for his forgiveness for he did realize that it was his entire fault. He shouldn't have got pushed him into loving him…

If only… if only he had notice that something had been wrong when the king had asked him to go on a diplomatic mission to the other side of the world without Ryuu…

"Sire, please spare him." Soryan whispered watching how the executioner lowered the blade of his axe on Ryuu's neck to define his aim. "He has become a true friend to me."

Amenon chuckled and looked at him, "Then I hope for his sake that Gabriel's axe is sharp and his aim true." He then turned his head back to the morbid scene, lifting his right hand to give a signal to the headsman, who rose his axe in turn. "Begging for one's life is not for a prince to do, nor is sleeping with a mere royal guard."

Soryan gasped at that before seeing the axe come down swiftly as Amenon lowered his hand with austerity.

 

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Thursday morning, 03. 58 am

 

"No!" I shrieked, holding on to my throat and sitting up in my bed, wildly looking around me, expecting to see the executioner holding an axe above my head. I took a couple of deep breaths to calm myself down, but it was to no avail. I threw the covers off of me and stumbled to my bathroom where I threw up in my toilet. I was sobbing uncontrollably now as I sat there on my knees; the dream had been way too realistic for my liking. I had felt the sharp blade cut into my flesh…

"Riku…?" Sora approached me in his bathrobe and threw his arms around me. His body was trembling against mine. "Are you okay?" His voice was anxious and full of worry.

I just kept sobbing softly in his arms, holding on to him like to my dear life. "Oh my God…"

"I-I know…" He whispered, "I was there too…"

"B-but if you weren't killed…?" I managed, moving myself to sit against the toilet.

"It was a scheme to lure us out." Sora whispered softly and I noticed that his voice sounded hollow and fatigued and that he was very pale and shaking.

"Sora?" I took him in my arms when he closed his eyes and took a few gasping breaths. Something was seriously wrong with him…

He suddenly cried out in pain and held on tight to me, big tears flowing over his cheeks. He then sighed out shakily, "Why now…?"

"Babe?" I whispered, alarmed, "What's wrong?"

"Take me to a hospital Riku please…" He spoke with difficulty, slowly moving himself to stand.

I nodded without a second thought and five minutes later I was driving him to St Zachary's Memorial.

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To be continued…

 

-BDP-

 

 

 

 

 

 

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