All that I need... is you

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except the plot of this story! I wish I owned KH and FF but I don’t!
Chapter: 22
Chapter Warnings: swearing, lime, yaoi, making out, lemon, virginity being lost, break-ups, new characters…
Pairings: RikuxSora, LeonxCloud, YukixShuichi, WakkaxTidusxSelphie, TidusxSelphie, TohmaxSeiya, Mausx?
Chapter Pairings: RikuxSora, CloudxLeon, ShuichixYuki, WakkaxTidusxSelphie, Mausx?
Chapter Title: I’m ready

{Sora’s thoughts} [Riku’s thoughts] =Cloud’s thoughts= -Leon’s thoughts- ‘Other character’s thoughts’

Italics = Whispered, exaggerated, telephone convos… etc

I looked back at the last chapter and I don’t like it. It’s too… light. So I’m going for a deeper story this time. Tell me which you prefer. It was harder and took me longer to write, but I like it.

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Bodies writhing, desperately seeking out the ultimate pleasure. It was dark, obscuring the view for two pairs of lust-filled eyes. Hips pumped frantically against their partner, lips sought a companion. Some people would describe this act as beautiful, others would condemn it.

If you asked lovers why they were joining in this manner, the answers would vary. Some would say it was for pleasure, an act of lust. Others would say it was for peace of mind, a reassurance that the person they loved still desired them. Some lucky people would tell you it was for love, to feel close to the one they treasured above all.

The people who choose that answer face prejudice and they face hate. Some of them will be stared at as they walk down the street with the one they cherish; others may find their whole existence threatened by those who don’t understand them.

It was over as soon as it began, the two men reaching their ends quickly. It was always the same, and they were fine with that.

“Do you ever wonder what it would be like if I was a woman?” The uke asked, his breathing slowly returning to normal.

“No.”

“Really? You don’t think it would make things easier?”

Two pairs of hazel eyes met, one thoughtful, the other reflective.

“No. Women are stuck up.”

“Not all of them. Tia’s nice.”

“I don’t want to sleep with Tia.”

“I know, I wasn’t suggesting it I was just wondering.”

“I’ve slept with women and they do nothing for me, I could never love a woman.”

The brunet froze as the words his lover spoke registered in his mind.

“You said I was your first.”

“You’re the first guy I’ve slept with.”

“But… I thought.” The man lowered his eyes, wishing he had never asked. Sometimes ignorance was better than the truth, it hurt less.

“You thought wrong.”

“You- you- bastard!” It hurt. He had to get out of this.

He got up from the bed, wincing as his lover’s softened member slipped from within him. Correction, his ex-lover. Moving quickly across the room he slipped on his jeans and walked straight out the door. He needed some time to think.

Maus looked back on what had just occurred; this was his fault entirely. Why hadn’t he kept his big mouth shut? Now he’d lost the one thing that meant something to him, the one person he could rely on.

Sighing, he rose from the bed and prepared to search for Irvine.

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Sora blinked torpidly and shifted in his lover’s arms as his mind registered where he was. He grimaced as he felt the crust of dried cum on his legs, he needed a shower.

He was afraid of the dark, not that he would admit it. Ever since he had watched The Ring he couldn’t be anywhere dark at night without shivering. Shivers crept up his spine and dread settled in his stomach. In reality the bathroom door was only a few feet from his bed but it felt like a lifetime before he felt the cold plastic under his fingers.

The door swung open with a quiet groan of protest from its hinges. Inside, a small window let silvery moonlight cast its glow on the tiles, making the setting feel more like a horror movie to the brunet.

He hated being alone. It always made him think, and thinking always led to pain.

As he stepped into the shower and turned on the water he was thinking of Riku, of last night.

“God I love you so much.” Riku had said while pounding into him. He had lain there silently; the only sound he uttered was a soft groan of pleasure. It felt good yet at the same time, empty.

He had looked over to where Leon was with Cloud and what he had seen nearly brought him to tears. The brunet was moaning loudly as he slowly slipped in and out of the blond beneath him. They were making love, he wanted that.

Riku was so rough with him; he hadn’t been gentle since their first time together. He longed for what the two older boys shared. They had slept together hundreds of times yet they still retained their passion for each other. It was the third time he was sleeping with Riku but already he was yearning for more.

Tears rolled silently down Sora’s cheeks as he continued to think back to what he had lost. Where had the loving and tender Riku gone? A soft sob escaped past his lips as he relived the night he had lost his purity. Would he ever get to feel like that again?

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Riku woke to find Sora gone and the sound of a shower running. He was worried about the brunet; he seemed different ever since their argument. When they had sex he acted like he wasn’t enjoying it. He had a nagging feeling it was his fault.

[How am I supposed to fix something when I don’t know what it is?]

They needed to talk and it was as good a time as any. The blond stood up slowly, pausing to stretch his sleepy muscles. He stifled a yawn and stumbled towards the bathroom. What he heard confirmed his fears; Sora was crying.

He opened the door to find the brunet stepping out the shower. When the boy noticed the intruder he turned his head in shame of being caught in tears.

“Sora babe, what’s wrong?” Riku asked; his voice full of concern.

The brunet shifted his gaze to the floor. He wanted to tell Riku but he couldn’t, what if he laughed at him? He flinched when the blond moved to hug him, scared he was in trouble.

“Don’t tell me it’s nothing.” The teen was really worried now; Sora was acting like he was afraid of him. He tried to hug the boy again but this time he was met by a firm hand to his chest.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“I can’t help if you won’t tell me what’s wrong.”

“I want you to get out.”

“Sora…” Riku looked dejectedly at his lover, pleading for him to reconsider.

“Please.” The brunet sniffled, wiping the remains of tears from his swollen eyes.

Taking one last look back at his lover, the blond left the room, feeling worse than when he had come in.

Sora burst into tears again as soon as Riku was gone, this was what he hated. Always feeling guilty for something he hadn’t done.

“Like these whiskers…” He whispered as he looked in the steamy mirror. He traced the fading pen marks with his wrinkled fingers, sighing as he saw the bags under his eyes. He wore concealer on them during the day but at night his insomnia was obvious. He hadn’t been able to sleep for the last month without Riku holding him. He hated that he was so dependent on someone who took him for granted. He felt sick, sick of his life, sick of his relationship.

The brunet groaned with pain and grasped at his stomach.

{Maybe I’m actually sick.}

He lunged forwards and retched into the toilet, the entire contents of his stomach emptying into the bowl. He sobbed again as the acid burned his throat, someone up there had a serious grudge against him.

He was exhausted and all he wanted was to go back to bed. He cried out as another wave of nausea washed over him, triggering his retch reflex once again. His body strained with the effort, all his muscles clenching simultaneously.

{There’s no way things can get any worse.}

He whimpered with discomfort as his bladder was forced to empty itself with another spasm of his stomach, obviously they could.

Riku heard the sound of vomiting stop and continued to wait outside impatiently. It was killing him inside, not being there to comfort Sora. He decided he couldn’t stand it anymore and opened the door, only to reel back with the smell.

He felt his heart skip a beat as he saw the shaking form of his lover on the floor. He looked so helpless.

“I’m sorry.” The brunet whispered, looking forlornly up at the teen standing in the doorway.

“Quiet… it’s okay.” Riku lifted the brunet carefully to his feet and led him to the shower. He turned the water on and waited until he was certain his lover was ok before moving back over to the toilet to clean up the mess.

He needed to talk to Sora; things between them obviously weren’t what he thought they were. He flushed the toilet and quickly wiped up the yellow puddle that sat on the floor. Rinsing the flannel out he turned back to the shower to find Sora crying again.

“Hey, why the tears?”

“I’m so pathetic.” The brunet sobbed, watching warily as his lover approached him.

“You’re not pathetic.” Riku joined the shaking teen under the water, sighing as the warm water ran over his naked skin.

Sora trembled as another bout of guilt hit him head on, how did Riku always manage to do this to him?

“Hold me.” He whispered almost silently, the words only just reaching the blond’s ears.

Riku smiled and pulled the brunet into his arms, rejoicing in the feeling of Sora’s body pressed against his. He knew this was the wrong moment to be getting aroused and he cursed his lover’s hotness.

“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong now?” He wasn’t going to push the subject but it needed to be discussed.

“You’ll just get angry.”

“I promise not to. Scout’s honour.” Riku held up his hand in a salute, grinning as his other hand travelled down the brunet’s back. Right down to his…

Sora froze as he felt the blond’s index finger press against his entrance. He didn’t want this, to be used whenever Riku felt like it.

“Stop.” The tone in Sora’s voice was almost menacing and it scared the older teen.

“I was just playing.”

“That’s just it. You’re always ‘playing’. Is that all I am to you? A toy? Something you can play with whenever you want and then just toss aside. When was the last time you thought about what I wanted?” The brunet was in tears for the fifth time that morning. He just prayed that Riku wouldn’t hurt him again, this was his last chance.

“You never tell me what you want.”

“You want to know what I want? I want you to stop blaming all our problems on me. I want you to stop being so rough when we have sex. I want to wake up in the morning and feel satisfied by the night before instead of sore. I want you to make love to me for once instead of trying to get it over and done with as quickly as possible!”

Riku was shocked, he hadn’t realised just how badly he had hurt like Sora. His heart skipped a beat as he thought about the last thing the brunet had said. He wanted to be made love to, like their first time. He could give him that.

“Come with me.” Riku said, stepping out the shower.

“What?” Sora asked, was Riku just blowing this whole thing off?

“Get out the shower.” The blond took his lover’s hand and pulled him out of the water, turning it off before it soaked the mat.

He handed a towel to the brunet before taking one for himself.

“Why are you smiling like that?” Sora asked warily.

“You’ll see.”

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Leon lay in silence as he watched his brother and his lover both get out of bed. He thought nothing of it until he heard the sound of retching coming from the bathroom. He moved to get up and help Sora but a firm grip on his shoulder stopped him.

“Let Riku look after him.” Cloud whispered, leaning his head on Leon’s shoulder.

“How long have you been up?”

“As long as you have. Sora woke me up.”

“I’m worried about that kid. Riku doesn’t realise just how lucky he is.” The brunet sighed and rolled over to face his partner.

“He’ll come around. Just like you did.” Cloud smiled softly at his lover. In the dim light he reminded Leon of an angel. “Your brother loves him, I know it.”

“”Just like I love you, and always will.”

“You won’t in twenty years when we’re married and sick of each other.” The blond grinned, failing to notice the apprehensive look the other teen gave him.

“I don’t think that will happen.” Leon replied grimly.

“Why not?”

“Marriage is jinxed in my family. One of us will die and the other will turn into a paedophile.”

“You never did tell me what happened to make your step dad the way he is.” Cloud said; the questioning tone clear in his voice.

“Well you know that Riku is my half brother right?”

Cloud nodded.

“Well while we have the same mother, Aerith, my dad was called Laguna. Laguna and Aerith had been together since they were thirteen but as they had been brought up with pretty strict moral values they weren’t supposed to have sex before marriage. That rule went out the window when they lost their virginity to each other on my mum’s sixteenth birthday. Her parents were less than thrilled when she took a pregnancy test a month later after a missed period and it came out positive.”

“What about his parents and why didn’t they use a condom?” Cloud asked, totally enthralled in the story.

“His parents had been involved in a car crash a few years earlier and his mum was dead and his dad was in a coma. As for condoms, they used one but she still got pregnant. It happens.

So anyway, when Aerith was seven months pregnant Laguna was diagnosed with brain cancer. He died three weeks later during an operation when they were trying to remove a tumour.”

“Your poor mum.”

“Exactly. That was when Sephiroth entered. He was a good friend of theirs and he had been in love with my mother for years. He was there for her when she was vulnerable and she fell for him. He was different then, he was happy. They got married in November, three days before I was due. Six weeks later Sephiroth lost his virginity to my mother and Riku was conceived.”

“Aerith was his first?”

“Yes, he’d been saving himself for her. He used to be such a nice guy. He was always by her side while she carried his son and he always used to read me bed time stories. My mother went into labour in September and died in childbirth. It broke my step dad; he was never the same after that. He tried so hard to look after Riku but he grew angry and started to take out his loneliness on Riku. He would never lay a hand on me because I reminded him of Aerith. But for Riku, it was a different story.”

“I never understood why he was so messed up. I guess I can’t blame him. He lost the love of his life.”

“Which brings me back to my point on marriage.”

“Will you marry me if I promise not to die?” Cloud stared at his lover, puppy eyes working to their full extent.

“Is that a proposal?” Leon grinned.

“If you say yes then it might be.”

“Fine then, you win. I’ll marry you.”

“Leon, shit, I mean, I wasn’t actually proposing…” The blond mumbled, blushing deeply.

“I thought you wanted to marry me.”

“I do but we’re only seventeen.”

“So? I have my mum’s old ring if you want it.” Leon rolled over to face the table by his bed and rummaged in the top drawer.

“You’re serious about this aren’t you?”

“Of course I am.” Leon turned back to face his lover and showed him the ring. “Cloud, will you be my husband?”

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“Riku? Where are you taking me?” Sora giggled as the blond dragged him out of the back door of their cabin.

“Down to the lake.” Riku laughed along with his lover as he pulled the teen into a run.

The two males sprinted down the hill, past all the other cabins and down the path. Sora shivered as the wind blew against his legs; the rest of his body was covered with Leon’s dressing gown. Riku had handed it to him and told him to put it on before dragging him outside.

The older boy grinned as he failed to see anyone who would disturb them and led Sora to the edge of the lake. They stopped underneath an oak tree, the moon still shining brightly in the night sky.

“It’s beautiful.” Sora whispered as he looked out across the lake. The moon gave everything a surreal glow, made everything seem eerily peaceful.

“You’re beautiful.” Riku whispered huskily and leaned in to kiss his lover.

Sora pushed him away, concern on his face.

“I thought you understood.” He sighed.

“I want to make love to you.”

“You’re serious?”

“Of course I am. I’ll do whatever you want me to, just say the word.” Riku took Sora’s hands in his own, caressing them with his thumbs.

“Then I agree.” The brunet answered shyly, not directly asking Riku for what he wanted.

“Kiss me.” Riku leaned forwards till his mouth was a few centimetres away from his lover’s.

Sora hesitated before timidly closing the gap between them. He wasn’t used to initiating sex; he was always on the receiving end. He slowly opened his mouth and slid his tongue into Riku’s. The moist walls felt good against his muscle, the taste of the strawberries the blond had eaten for tea still present.

Riku put his arms out behind Sora and slowly pushed his body against his, encouraging him to lean backwards. The boy tilted until they both fell upon the soft grass.

“Love you.” The blond murmured before latching his lips onto the exposed skin of his lover’s neck.

“I… ah… love you too.” Sora managed to get out between moans as his nerves were brutally assaulted. At that rate he was going to have a lot of hickies to cover up tomorrow.

Riku moved his lips down from the brunet’s neck and trailed them down his front. He stopped when he reached a nipple, taking the sensitive nub into his mouth. He mentally grinned when his lover started to writhe beneath him.

“So… good… more…” Sora panted, bucking his hips up in an attempt to get some kind of friction on his hardening cock.

“Tell me what you want babe.”

“I want… I nghh… make love to me… Riku… please.” The brunet groaned as his lover’s tongue slipped into his navel.

“As you wish.” Riku smirked as he undid the loosening knot that held the dressing gown together. The thin garment slid off easily, Sora arching his back so the blond could pull it off completely.

The brunet squirmed with discomfort as the grass started to press into his back; it had felt better when he’d been lying on the gown. Grumbling, he stilled Riku’s ministrations with his hand as he leaned over to retrieve the lost robe.

“Here, let me.” The blond took the robe and laid it flat on the ground next to them. Pulling Sora with him, they both rolled with ease on the soft cover. “Better?”

“Much.”

Riku’s mind started to wander as he continued to explore his lover’s lithe body. He was lucky to be in this position, lucky to have been given a second chance. He would definetly make sure that they were both on the same level next time before he tried to initiate sex. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t take the upper hand occasionally, just not often.

“I hope you’re thinking about me.” Sora’s mocking tone of voice cut into his thoughts.

“Huh?”

“You stopped.”

Riku blushed, he hadn’t realised he’s gotten that engrossed in his mind. He mumbled an apology and went to kiss his lover again. He looked up with mild surprise when a tanned hand stopped him.

“What were you thinking about?” Sora stared into those deep aquamarine eyes he knew so well, searching for any signs of guilt.

“How lucky I am.” Riku whispered under his breath.

“Come again?”

“I said I was thinking about how lucky I am to have you.” The blond mumbled, turning red again. All this romantic stuff was hard, he didn’t usually show his feelings, settling instead for being a cocky bastard.

Sora grinned and rolled on top of his partner, kissing him soundly. He was such a big softie sometimes. That was one thing he loved about him. With Riku, there would always be surprises.

The blond relaxed and let his boyfriend take control, as much as he enjoyed teasing Sora he liked having the favour returned sometimes.

Sora pulled the blue bath robe off of Riku’s body and put it to one side; having a feeling they would need it later. He reached between the teen’s legs and stroked his weeping erection, a throb between his own legs reminding him of his arousal.

Riku gasped silently as the brunet continued to caress him, he missed this. He missed being touched.

“Are you gonna just lie there?” Sora lightly scolded his lover as he watched the teen’s eyes close with pleasure. He was supposed to be making love to him.

Riku peered through one eye to meet the annoyed face of his boyfriend.

[I guess he wants me to do something.]

The blond sighed and flipped the brunet underneath him again, resuming his task of making out with his stomach. He had really enjoyed being bottom for once, maybe enough to… no, he wouldn’t have let it got that far. Or would he?

Sora noticed the far off look in his lover’s eyes and sighed with frustration, what was wrong with him tonight?

Riku blinked and gasped with shock as he was roughly shoved on his back, fear threatening to creep into the back of his mind.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” An angry voice yelled at him, he was in trouble. He didn’t do anything!

Sora growled and then stopped as he noticed Riku’s body tense. He looked scared.

{Oh shit.}

“Riku?” No answer. “Riku, it’s ok. It’s me, Sora. I’m not angry at you.”

That voice, he knew that voice. Sora was here, for a moment he’d thought… no, he didn’t want to go there.

“Sora?” Riku whispered feebly.

Sora let go of the breath he’d been holding when he heard the blond utter his name. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on his lover’s lips.

“What did I do wrong?”

“You’ve been somewhere else all night; don’t you want to do this?” The brunet held his gaze, determined to get an answer.

“It’s just that for the moment I was on the bottom I really enjoyed it and I thought it would bring back too many memories but it didn’t and… well…” Riku trailed off, a tinge of red creeping up his neck.

“You wanted to be the uke? You wanted me to make love to you?”

“Maybe.”

Sora smiled softly and kissed the trembling boy’s lips. If Riku wanted to be on the bottom then he wasn’t going to say no, he’d wanted to know what being seme was like for a while anyway.

“Are you sure this is what you want?”

Riku looked straight into the brunet’s eyes, searching for any regret or annoyance. He was supposed to be making things up to his lover, proving that he still loved him.

“It is but I… I thought you wanted me to make things up to you.”

“Giving yourself to me is worth a lot more than that.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

Sora smirked down at Riku; making the blond very aware of the position they were in. Sora was pinning him to the ground, he had no where to run, and he couldn’t care less.

The brunet pushed his hips down hard against his lover’s, hissing softly with the friction. The ‘foreplay’ had gone on too long, he needed to be inside the blond’s willing body, to know what it felt like. But… he was scared. He accepted that it was natural to be afraid of the unknown but still, it intimidated him.

[Sora is such a hypocrite. He’s larking on about how I’m distracted and now he’s daydreaming when we’re supposed to having sex!]

Riku leaned up and licked the brunet on the nose. It had the desired effect.

Sora jumped violently, the sudden attack on his nerves successfully reminding him of what he was supposed to be doing.

“I know we’re supposed to be taking things slowly but if you don’t hurry up then I’m going to take things into my own hands, so to speak.” Riku stated in an amused tone, smirking at the flustered teen above him. Making people uncomfortable was fun.

“I don’t have any lube.”

“In the pocket of my dressing gown.”

“Do you just carry it around with you?”

“No, I put it in there because I knew we’d be having sex.”

“We’re not having sex, we’re making love.”

“Not right now we’re not.”

“I’m doing this as fast as I can.”

“Sora, a snail could fuck me faster than you could.”

“I’m sorry I’m a little nervous right now, ok?”

“Look, calm down. I love you, you love me, there’s no reason to get all worked up about this.”

“That’s easy for you to say, you just have to lie there, I have to do all the work.”

“Sora?”

“What?”

“I’d like to be made love to some time this year.”

Sora blushed deeply and fumbled with the cap on the tube of lubrication he had finally found. He looked briefly at the label, hoping it would tell him how much of the gel he was supposed to use.

{Damn! I wish I’d paid attention when Riku was using this stuff before. Oh well, it’s better to be over-lubricated than under-lubricated.}

The brunet sighed with defeat and squeezed a lump of the cool liquid onto his index and middle finger. He lay back down on top of Riku and reached down between the blond’s legs.

Riku gasped as the cool substance met his untouched skin and started to press against his entrance, seeking a way in. He tried to push the growing fear that this would seriously hurt him to the back of his mind, instead concentrating on what Sora was doing to him; bad idea.

“Fuck!” The teen hissed as a finger managed to push inside of him, causing a fingernail to scrape against sensitive skin.

“I’m sorry Riku, does it hurt bad?”

“I’ll be fine.” The blond groaned and shifted his hips. Maybe concentrating wasn’t such a good thing.

Sora sensed his lover’s dilemma as he probed deeper into the male, trying to find that special spot that would definetly distracted him from the pain. He grinned when he felt Riku’s channel spasm around his fingers and heard him gasp with pleasure. He thought back to the first time he’d felt something against his prostate. It had been nice; really, really nice.

Riku wasn’t sure whether what he feeling now was better or worse than before. Sure, before he was in pain but now he was feeling more aroused by the second. Surely he was stretched enough by now?

“Are you sure about this?” Sora asked.

Riku nodded.

“Are you sure you’re sure?”

Another nod.

“Are you sure you’re sure you’re sure.”

“Yes.” Was the reply, with a hint of warning to it.

“Are you-”

A glare cut off the brunet’s sentence. Riku looked mad.

“I’m ready.”

Sora smiled and removed his fingers, wiping them on the grass beside him. This was it, the moment he had been waiting for.

Riku settled himself on the robe beneath him and took a moment to study the brunet. He looked really tense, and it was probably his own fault.

Sora picked up the tube of lube he had set aside and poured some into the palm of his shaking hand. He poured the pool of liquid onto his erection and rubbed it in, wincing slightly at the contrast the cold substance made to the heat of his aching member.

Riku felt his lover position himself and forced his muscles to relax; tensing himself up would only make this worse.

The brunet’s eyes slid shut with pleasure as he sank into his lover’s body; never had anything felt this good, except maybe being on the receiving end.

“Nghh…” The blond gave a muffled whimper as the last of his innocence was stripped from him. It didn’t hurt but it stung, Sora’s penis was a lot bigger than his fingers.

“You alright?” Sora asked with concern once he was fully sheathed. It was hard to keep his voice from wavering but he managed it, Riku was his top priority right now.

“Just give me a minute.”

“Wanna talk?”

“Now?” Riku looked at his lover incredulously. “I thought you were the impatient one?”

“I know what it feels like, sometimes a distraction is nice.”

“Thanks for the offer but I think I’m ok now.” Riku contracted his inner muscles experimentally to see whether the discomfort had gone, it had.

“Then it worked anyway.” Sora stuttered through clenched teeth, whatever Riku was doing, it felt really good.

“I… uh… thanks.” The blond blushed when he realised that his lover was right, it had helped.

Instead of using words to show his appreciation Sora carefully pulled out and slowly slid back inside of his partner; quickly establishing a rhythm. He mentally smirked when he felt Riku lift his hips and wrap his legs around his waist, the two limbs climbing steadily higher as he continued his rocking motion.

“Dammit… faster…” The blond growled as he tried to break his lover’s teasingly slow pace.

Sora was trying hard to stick to his word; he’d said he would make love to Riku. That was proving increasingly difficult with the teen clawing at his back and begging him to move faster.

{Fuck promises.}

Riku moaned loudly as the brunet suddenly slammed into his body, hitting his prostate for the first time during their intercourse.

[Now this is what I’m talking about! There’s nothing wrong with being a little rough as long as you… both want it.]

His lover was so tight, so beautifully, unbelievably tight. Nothing could surpass the delicious friction he was feeling around his cock that very second. He wasn’t going to last much longer.

Riku felt Sora slow down and immediately knew why; he was close to the edge himself. However, it was getting pretty close to sunrise and he wanted them to be able to rest after this and not have to run back to their chalet.

“Don’t slow down.” He managed to croak, surprised that he hadn’t lost his voice altogether from moaning. He looked into his lover’s confused, sky blue eyes and smiled. “Not enough time.”

A look of understanding passed briefly across the brunet’s face before it was upon his own and their mouths were joined once again.

Their kisses grew steadily more passionate as they drew nearer to the end. Riku cried out as his lover hit his special spot for what must have been the hundredth and last time that night and arched his back. Sora found it impossible to move within the blond’s body as it pulsed beneath him and one last desperate thrust before screaming his completion to the morning air, his voice blending with that of his lovers as the teen reached his own release.

“That was…” Riku trailed off, still dazed from his orgasm a few minutes later.

“Perfect.” Sora finished for him. “Do you want me to move?”

“No, just stay exactly where you are.” The blond sighed and ran his hands tenderly through his lover’s hair.

“Aren’t I crushing you?” Sora raised his head slightly from its position on Riku’s chest.

“You’re too skinny to crush me, it feels nice.”

“I am not skinny.” Sora pouted.

“Do you want me to say you’re fat?” The blond raised an eyebrow at his partner.

“Stop making me think when I’m worn out, it’s mean.”

“Fine then, let’s rest for a while.” Riku smiled and reached for his robe that was lying on the ground beside them.

He made sure it was covering them both before closing his eyes. The last sound he heard before drifting off was the soft snoring of his lover who had fallen asleep easily for the first time in a month; blissfully unaware to the morning sun that was just starting to rise in the east.

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*stretches hand* I think I have cramp now; this is definetly my longest chapter yet.

Now, tell me what you all thought of it.

A: Much better than the previous chapter.
B: Slightly better than the previous chapter.
C: I didn’t notice a difference.
D: Worse than the previous chapter.

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