Vesper's Heroes

Yay another chapter done and only a two days after the last update. This was fun to write but also a bit of a challenge since I am most assuredly female and therefore lacking certain equipment that was used in this chapter.

Ugh.

Anyway, enjoy. This chapter is dedicated to my RL friend Amber who supplies me with Yaoi novels. I blame her for all of this.

And yes, we will get back to Sora soon. Should be the chapter after next, or even the next really.

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Riku hated parties. He hated this one even more as yet another complete stranger walked up and shook his hand, thanking him for what he did in the war against the Heartless. He used that plastic smile and forced cheerfulness to escape, finding himself wandering toward the dance floor.

He had locked the world only a week ago after his tangle with the halflings. Right after that he was shuffled with all speed to the capital city of Lareyna of the country of Alaric for a grand celebration in his honor.

He snorted at that thought, grabbing a fresh drink from a passing waiter. He didn’t deserve all this. All of the Kestrel Dawn deserved to be in the limelight. He was just the one to do the final strike, or at least nearly. Fallon. That thought had him nearly quaking in rage. He had been cheated out of killing that bastard, everyone had. And there was no word on where the hell he had gone. An attempt at swallowing his wine to calm down had him pulling at the collar of the outfit he had been given, finally just undoing the first handful of buttons so he could breath.

It was kind of like a tuxedo but a bit more frou frou than he would like. The jacket had a very high neckpiece with more than twenty buttons from the top to his waist where it flared out into coat tails. Lace trim followed the buttons along the front seam. Underneath he wore a silk pullover shirt with more lace at the cuffs that exploded at his wrists and went beyond the coat sleeves. His slacks were thankfully normal and actually a bit loose but nothing that a belt wouldn’t fix. All of it was done in light blues and whites, making him stand out in the darkening evening. Of course, my chosen footwear also helps with that.

He had out right refused to wear the heeled loafers they offered and in an act of rebellion was wearing his brown leather boots that were still covered with dirt, blood, and other less than friendly substances. That had earned him some hard stares he only returned with a smirk from the older folk that were mingling around that night.

They try to dress me up like some long lost prince and expect me to play the part after having spent more than eight months fighting their war. Indeed there was a rumor going around that the king wanted to name him as the heir over his own children as a ‘reward’ for doing such a good job. Riku didn’t buy it and if it were true, he would refuse. This wasn’t his world and he was not going to become their little puppet.

He finished his glass of wine, setting it down for someone else to take care of, leaning against one table to watch the dance floor. He observed the dancers as they flowed over the courtyard to the live music. Sure the king had pulled out all the stops with this party, even opening up the castle grounds to the public for the celebration. But with so many people bothering him and some nearly groping him, Riku was more than ready to not only pitch a fit, but also pitch a keyblade into someone’s skull.

“You are aggravated as well?” Hosep asked as he slid up beside him. He was wearing much the same as Riku but less lace. Lucky bastard, but then again maybe not so much. Hosep was also done up in light colors but had to suffer with yellow instead of blue. To be honest, it was almost a vomit color and nearly encouraged that reaction when he first saw it, but at least he didn’t have the lace. He nodded while keeping a careful eye on a gaggle of females that had been stalking him all evening.

“To be honest, I’ve had a terrible night. I’m just waiting for someone to try to jump my bones. I’m almost surprised it hasn’t happened yet, what with all the ‘eligible young females’ that are fluttering about.” You could nearly see the quote marks as he pulled a face of disgust. The next old man that walks up with his daughter is going to find out just how I killed that behemoth. “What about you?”

Well, that was what he was going to ask but the words were swallowed by Hosep’s mouth as it sealed over his. Riku didn’t fight it as his eyes fluttered shut, letting his hands fist in that hideous jacket to pull the scout closer to him even as he felt hands on his back and shoulder blades, pulling him flush against the slightly taller man.

As their tongues dueled, it was like lava was flowing through him, inflaming every nerve that it touched. He became hyperaware of everything: the gasps of shock from other party goers, the heat of his skin, the taste in his mouth, the hard length that was pressing against his thigh.

Far too soon for his liking they broke apart. Hosep looked happily disheveled with a gleam in his eye. His lips looked puffy and bruised as he panted small puffs of air into Riku’s face. The keyblade wielder was willing to bet he looked the same but with rumpled clothing from Hosep’s eager fingers.

“Is that what you have been waiting for?” Riku shivered at that husky whisper, feeling his knees turn to jelly. It was only those arms on his waist that held him up as he felt his train of thought derail and burst into flames. “Well? I am waiting for an answer diji’ri.” There went the new thought that had barely even left the station. It too was now burning wreckage in his head. Hosep chuckled, obviously knowing the effect he was having on the younger man in his arms.

“T-This,” Riku stuttered, swallowing to try again. “This is better than what I was afraid of.” He raised teal eyes to meet scarlet ones, both glazing over with lust but still holding that tempered control.

“Then perhaps I should show you a good time,” he replied, leading the young hero away from the party. He laced their hands together, refraining from his usual ground eating strides for the keyblade wielder to be able to keep up.

Riku felt like a puppy, all too happy to follow his partner to an unknown location. He felt the eyes of everyone as they passed through the courtyard and the gardens to the castle gates. But it wasn’t until he heard wolf whistles and catcalls from the members of Kestrel Dawn did he finally blush.

“Rock his world Hosep!” Of course it was Tik’va to give the final words of encouragement to their retreating backs. He flipped her off while they were still in view, much to the amusement of everyone else before the keep’s walls blocked them out. Once unhampered by the crowds they broke in a run, laughing all the way to their shared inn room.

Hosep took a few moments to fumble with the key before he was pushed by an over eager Riku into their quarters. The Champion waved his hand to work a few spells; most of them were aimed at privacy for what was about to occur. I don’t want anyone giving me hell about us making noise. Just as he finished he was captured around his waist by tan arms from behind, their owner sucking at the available junction between his neck and shoulder.
He liked that! A choked moan escaped him, as that wicked tongue became his undoing. When he felt the pin prick of teeth he didn’t fight his voice, letting moans and pants echo in the room. His fingers fumbled over the mass of buttons and lace and had him clawing at the jacket to get it off. He needed to be free and to feel skin against his own.

The older man caught on and just pulled at the hem to tug it over his head, ignoring the buttons all together. He then did the same with his own hideous jacket while Riku shucked off his undershirt and toed off his boots. Then they attacked each other again like gravity was forcing them together, facing one another properly this time.

Their mouths sealed with one another in a battle for dominance while idle hands did the devil’s work on the other’s torso. Riku nearly bit his own tongue as callused fingers tweaked one of his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure though him. His own hands were exploring too, sliding Hosep’s dress shirt off his shoulders only to run his questing fingers back up his spine, earning a moan from the blonde’s lips.

His nipple was tweaked again and then pinched this time, dragging out a throaty moan from the shorter one as he tore his face away. He felt the smile curl against his cheek as Hosep pulled back to gift him with a predatory gaze.

“Like that do you?” He did it again, eliciting the same response but louder as there was no longer an eager mouth to swallow his cries. Riku was beyond ration thought as his mind filled with needwantfuckmore in a repeating mantra. He let his hands come forward, ghosting over muscles and skin to return the favor.

Hosep’s response was only a hiss as nips and licks were favored on his torso while quick fingers were working off the zippers and belt that kept their pants on. Finally with a frustrated growl, Riku cheated and used a scrap of magic to just remove all other bits of cloth that were hampering his need to get laid.

Of course it did not follow though as intended and left said articles in small hand sized pieces that were floating to the floorboards. I’ll deal with it later! He had more pressing matters to attend to, like the erection against his now bare hipbone.

Hosep took over then, bodily picking up Riku with firm hands under his arms. The younger reacted by wrapping his legs around the scout’s waist, allowing him to be carried to the bed in the corner, still kissing all the while.

Riku let out a light ‘oomph’ as his back landed on the mattress, bouncing slightly as he had been dropped without any warning. He glared through a fringe of hair, seeing the laughter in Hosep’s eyes even if he didn’t hear it. He didn’t care that he was sprawled in a rather seductive pose or that he was naked or that his erection was painfully hard.

He cared that he had been dropped.

As if to apologize, the lieutenant finally joined Riku on the bed, stretching out beside him. With puppy dog eyes, he won Riku over and they resumed their previous actions but in a new position.

While he had never done anything like this before, he knew what to do by following instinct. He knew where to press his hands and where to have them linger. He knew how use his tongue and when to add teeth. Though inside he was a quaking mess of wantneedfearmore it didn’t show. In a way it scared Riku that he was like this but he kept that thought shoved far into the recesses of his mind, keeping his sights on the here and now.

He gasped as the scout suddenly grabbed his cock, running his hand up and down a bit, teasing him. Riku felt his hips moved on their own accord, grinding shamelessly into that hand just to feel more. Hosep chuckled at his antics, changing the speed and pressure randomly, as if just to see different reactions.

“Stop being such a tease,” he huffed or at least tried. The sentence just trailed off at the end due to a thumb running over his slit that numbed his brain. “Nngh.” His hands were scrambling to find purchase somewhere to ground himself while his mind took a lunch break. He felt himself being rolled onto his back as lips and a deliciously wicked tongue worked down his torso, leaving his breathless but wanting more.

Suddenly his head snapped back with a silent scream as Hosep engulfed his weeping erection in that sinful mouth of his. The only thing that kept him from moving to feel more of that moist heat was the strong hands keeping his hips anchored. That didn’t keep him from fisting his hands in that short hair, fingers begging for that suction and tongue to continue.

Heat and something else coiled in the pit of his belly, making his breath even more ragged. Just when he felt ready to burst Hosep pulled back, leaving him with a painful need to cum and a whimper on his lips.

“Not yet,” he was told. Riku couldn’t reply as he was pulled into another mind-blowing kiss that distracted him from the questing fingers that were down between his ass cheeks. One cold and wet finger (When the hell did he get something on his fingers? ) pressed into him, drawing out a hiss of pain at the intrusion. Hosep held him close, muttering soothing nonsense while peppering his face with kisses and whispered apologies.

It took some effort but Riku did relax, feeling the pain just fade. It was a bit unusual in the least to feel someone’s fingers moving in your ass but he adapted. When a second finger pressed in he began to squirm, feeling them scissors back and forth to stretch him out. When a third was added and brushed up against something inside him he was screaming. It wasn’t pain but sheer joy. Whatever it was he liked it and wanted it, conveying that with growls of “more” that could not be misunderstood.

His response had the scout grinning as his removed his fingers and placed a pillow under Riku’s hips. Another kiss, this one seeming to be almost a promise, was gifted and returned as something that wasn’t fingers pressed against his entrance.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Hosep thrust forward, embedding his cock in Riku’s ass with all the care he could muster keeping steadying hands on Riku’s hips. It hurt, but not too badly. Enough though to cut through the haze of pleasure that had trapped his mind. Enough to have him wince. But no where near enough for him to ask for it to stop.

When he was fully seated the lieutenant stopped, just leaning over to lay on top of his partner. He clearly was fighting to remain as still as possible to allow his young lover to adjust to the intrusion. For Riku it was several agonizing minute before he realized he had to make the next move. He did so, rolling his hips as a clear signal.

Hosep didn’t have to be told twice and began to thrust in and out, shallow at first but working his way up. It was heaven. Soon he was pounding the boy into the mattress, egged on by Riku’s unintelligible eager cries as arms and legs wrapped around him. Then the sneaky bastard snaked one hand down to pump at the keyblade wielder’s cock at a counter rhythm to the pumping of his hips. It was just too much.

Riku let his head snap back with a wordless cry as he found his own release, his seed splattering over their torsos as Hosep came right after him, flooding his insides with warmth. It had to be force of will that kept the scout from just collapsing right on top of his smaller bed partner. He did fall over but to the side, pulling Riku into a hug as legs tangled together. No words were spared as they came together in another kiss, letting actions speak louder and clearer than any words.

They finished, exchanging smiles as Riku magiced up a few blankets for them to cuddle under. Arms enveloped around the other, Riku tucking his head under Hosep’s chin for the night. A final kiss was pressed into his sweaty hair before he found a dreamless sleep in the arms of his love.

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Author note: Holy crap! I wrote smut! That was the hardest thing I ever wrote. It was also the first time I ever wrote smut so if it sucks, no pun intended, please forgive. I don’t know if I can do it again but I want to try. But that was hard and kind of awkward too. But I still want to try.

FYI, I start my job on Tuesday. Sad to say that is going to kill my updating schedule and eat up my writing time. I’ll keep going but it might be some time between updates.