Memories of Destiny Islands

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Kairi began to walk a little faster as her house came into view. All things considered, it had worked out well in the end, although she was concerned that, on a purely physical level, she couldn’t satisfy both of them completely, but they didn’t seem to mind, and everything else was great. She found that she wasn’t really interested in the traditionally romantic things, so much as spending time with them both, which they could all do without having to hide it. Her mother had been throwing her measuring looks for a while now. She probably suspected that it wasn’t just one of them, but if she did, she hadn’t passed comment yet. She was just reaching for the door handle when her thoughts were interrupted.

“You took your time getting home today… you weren’t ambushed by an over-zealous keybearer along the way, were you?” Riku was leaning against the tree just by her front door, watching her out the corner of one eye. Kairi glanced about, then quickly dumped her bag inside the door and turned back, smiling at him, hands behind her back.
“Not yet… am I about to be?” Riku darted forward, grabbing one hand out form behind her and kissing her softly on the cheek.
“Come on!” She stopped, catching his eyes for a second.
“Wait, I’ll get changed, give me a minute!” She ducked inside before he could object, dashing to her room. Cold drink forgotten, she stripped out of her uniform, then cast about for something light. After a few seconds deliberating, she settled on the pink dress again… it really was her favourite, though. As she opened her top drawer, reaching for a fresh bra, she looked at herself in the mirror. Considering the evening she had planned, it would just be more fuss than it was worth. Instead, she pulled out a light white slip, pulling it over her head before slipping into the dress. When she thought about it, the thing was more like an oversized novelty corset than a dress, but it was comfortable, and she thought it looked nice. Turning once, she took a moment to run fingers through her hair, then dashed back towards the door. Riku grabbed her hand again the moment she stepped outside, and darted off between the trees, taking her with him. After a moment she broke into a proper run to keep up. Kairi was laughing, but she called out at him anyway.

“Riku, wait! I told Sora—” He glanced back over his shoulder, eyes glinting with that boyish excitement and joy she was glad he still had.
“I know, don’t worry!” The answer seemed strange, if she thought about it, but a moment later into the small alcove where Riku kept his boat. He had built a small shelter for keeping the majority of the fishing gear he couldn’t be bothered carrying home. The remaining bits and pieces in his boat were promptly thrown here before he began to shove the small craft into the water. At his gesture, Kairi jumped in and sat in the end, Riku following a few seconds later, sitting opposite her and grabbing the oars. He turned the boat with casual ease and quickly began heading towards the children’s island. Her mind was pondering what Riku could be planning that wouldn’t impact on her plans with Sora, but nothing came. She trailed a hand in the water, watching him row. After a little while she looked past him, towards the island. They were already approaching the docks, and she wasn’t particularly surprised to see that Sora’s boat wasn’t present. She looked down the beach as they both climbed out, and could just make out his form gliding about over the surface of the water around the small, outlying island, no doubt trying to catch fish with his bare hands. His outfit was bright blue this time and Riku glanced at him, then to Kairi.
“Am I the only one who rows here any more?” He laughed, jumping down off the pier and heading along the beach towards Sora. Kairi followed, ducking through the door to take the stairs up, while Riku jumped and scrambled up over the roof. By the time she emerged from the top door and crossed the bridge, Riku was already getting comfortable, leaning against the Paupu tree, and sora was just cresting the top of the ladder on the far side. He waved, grinning as his outfit dropped back to its normal black.

“Hey Kairi! Guess what?” He leaned against the tree alongside Riku, looking out to sea as she approached. They both looked across at her, excited sparks in their eyes and he tilted her head, eyeing Sora more than Riku.
“Change of plans?” She raised her eyebrows as Sora waved one hand, brushing the remark aside.
“Riku and I, we’ve been thinking…”
“The other worlds.” Riku cut him off. Sora rolled his eyes, our of the other boy’s sight. She guessed he was used to Riku’s dramatic interruptions by now. “I only got to see a few of them, and you barely got to see any, Kairi. We want to go visit them again, properly now that they’re safe.” More intrigued than puzzled now, Kairi walked over to position herself in between them, jumping up on the branch.
“Ok… I guess you’re both so excited because you’ve thought of a way to do it without a ship, right?” Sora nodded, still grinning like a loon.
“I think so, see, we were talking, and you know how we were able to find light passageways for our ship to travel, once all the worlds were isolated again, just like there were passageways full of heartless ships beforehand? But then, Organization XIII, and Riku, could travel without a ship, along dark corridors?” Kairi nodded. Riku was still looking out to sea.
“They threatened to consume me, on longer jumps, because my heart wasn’t given over to the darkness, though the more I accepted it as a part of me, the less dangerous it became, and I can’t even open one any more; I’m not a part of the darkness anymore, even if it’s still a part of me.” Sora was nodding.

“But the point is, there were corridors between the worlds that could be travelled without a ship, but only for the dark; it seemed like the most natural thing for the Organization. So we were thinking, shouldn’t there be light corridors as well, that we, as keybearers, should be able to use?” He was looking earnestly at Kairi; she rocked on the branch a little.
“That sounds right, but… how?” The wind seemed to go out of his sails briefly.
“We don’t know yet.” Riku’s voice was insisting that they would know soon, whatever his actual words were. She hoped they could find a way; Sora had told her all about the Pride Lands, and how beautiful it was in places, and she wanted to see it for herself. Something was still bugging her though.
“So, what now then? If that was all you wanted to talk about, we’d probably all be at my place, not out here.” On one side, Sora shifted his feet, looking don, on the other, she was sure she saw pink spots forming on Riku’s cheeks. Sora spoke first.
“Well, Riku and I, we were, umm, talking about something else as well, about the three of us…” Something dropped into place in Kairi’s mind and the other pieces began to put themselves together. She had a suspicion she knew exactly what they wanted to ask now, but let them continue, thinking about it.
“Hmmm?” She realised her tone had sounded more suspicious than she’d meant, and Riku stalled suddenly, jumping up onto the tree alongside her.
“There’s something we’ve not done yet, and I think we should.” He ran up the trunk of the tree, snagging a Paupu fruit with one hand before falling neatly back to the ground. He stood before Sora and Kairi and held it out between them. “If any three people have fates more entwined than ours, I’d like to meet them.” She had to agree there, and quickly took the fruit, dividing it into its five segments, while Sora joked about Sephiroth and Cloud sharing one. She handed two pieces each to Sora and Riku and kept one piece for herself, claiming that she ate more slowly, and that they shared more with each other. She burst into laughter as the boys exchanged stricken looks, further confirming her suspicion about what they wanted to ask. Kairi made a point of eating her spike of the fruit in a messy, provocative manner, just to tease, and eyed them both as she licked the juice off her fingers.

“So, come on, one of you spill. What are you really trying to ask?” Part of her wanted to stall as well, unsure how she was going to answer. This time it was Riku who found words first.
“We both love you, Kairi, and you love both of us. We share your time and affection, just as you have both of us as you are able and game for. We wondered if you were interested in having us both,” he hesitated, “together.” Even though she had known it was coming, she still ended up blushing a pink bright enough to match her dress. Strangely, though, the way Riku put it, it didn’t seem like such a big thing, really. She found herself smiling as she jumped down from the tree, and walked forward to the edge of the small island.
“So…” She bent over, swaying her hips slightly as she undid her shoes and pulled off her socks, so that she could feel the sand between her toes. Ok, she admitted to herself, it was more to tease them. “You both conspired here, to get me all the way out to this little island,” She took a moment stuffing her socks into their respective shoes and lining them up neatly by the ladder, then stood, stretching. “Just so that you could ask me for a threesome?” Glancing over her shoulder, se could see them both blushing awkwardly and looking away. She fought down a gleeful giggle that was trying to creep up on her, but decided that was enough torment. “You know,” she turned back, hands on hips, “you could have just asked me when you were both over at my place yesterday afternoon…” She could only hold the serious face a moment longer before the mischievous giggle won over. It redoubled as she watched their looks of mutual embarrassment turning swiftly to surprise and disbelief. Riku stepped in front of her, one hand raised placing an accusing forefinger at the top of her breastbone.
“You knew all along, didn’t you?” she found herself thinking that it was an odd gesture for Riku to make as she giggled again and nodded, until the finger suddenly pushed and she fell back with a shout. She stopped as she hit the water, grabbing a breath instead and kicking back to the surface.
“Riku!!” She could hear him laughing up above.
“That was for teasing us.” He called down in between stripping down to the bathers he was wearing underneath his normal clothes. Sora glanced at him and shrugged, then began stripping down as well. He stopped short and the trousers, kicking the rest into a rough pile near his shoes and socks, and dived in a few moments after Riku. He splashed the other boy with a laugh.
“That was harsh, Riku.” He swam behind her, wrapping his arms lightly about her waist and looking over her shoulder. “You didn’t even give her a chance to undress!” Looking across at him, she could see white teeth and blue eyes smiling back. She started suddenly as she felt a tug, and found one of his hands undoing the main zip of her dress. Riku was already laughing at her surprise. The defiant part of her grinned back at Sora just as smugly, and she kicked forward hard, slipping over his arms and down. The zipper undid to her waist before she was able to pull free of it, laving Sora holding the pink garment while she escaped towards the bottom in just her white slip. Correction; her virtually transparent slip, now that it was soaked. Upon reflection, she realised that if she didn’t always wear a plain slip underneath it, the dress would probably be terribly slutty. She crouched on the bottom for a moment, sinking her fingers into the sand as the current tugged at her, and looked up. Sora had lain on his back, laughing. A moment later he flipped forward again, pulling a face at her underwater. She saw him mouth the word ‘cheater’ at her before her lungs asked that she get some air.

As she broke the surface again, Riku pounced, kissing her almost before she’d had a chance to take a breath. His hand groped playfully at one breast and she smirked around the kiss, pushing away again. Part of her seemed determined not to be caught right away, but she found it was much harder to do with two of them, as her escape brought her straight back into Sora’s hands.
“Got you…” His voice was by her ear as his hands took the opportunity to play with one buttock and the opposite breast, tweaking her nipple through the fabric. Riku caught her again as well a moment later, catching her up in another kiss just as Sora bit lightly at her ear. She giggled as their touches explored her together. Sora hummed ashis lower hand slid around to the front of her underwear and slipped inside, stroking, just as Riku’s fingers reached her rear instead. She laughed and squirmed as much as she could while still staying afloat. It was nice, but so strange as well.
“Enough, enough! You win!” The effort cost her a mouthful of water, still laughing. She broke free of them, diving down and made for the shore.

As she climbed out, the slip dragged at her, waterlogged, and she stopped, bunching it up and pulling it over her head. She threw it aside with a sigh, and jumped as a loud wolf-whistle came from the water. Looking over her shoulder, she could see Sora, one hand in his mouth, the other waving her dress over head. Despite herself, she blushed, then made a little show of stretching and brushing hands over her body to get most of the water off. She turned, covering her breasts with a smile. Riku had waited in the water a little longer, watching her, and was just beginning to head for shore, while Sora was already wading out of the water towards her, his eyes tracing her form. He was still smiling as he approached her, but instead of anything she was expecting, he dropped down onto the sand in front of her, leaning with his back against her leg, head resting on her thigh. He looked up at her with a grin, finding her eyes in the gap between her breasts. Leaning his head back further, he began to not-so-innocently suck the salt water out of her underwear. She sighed, smiling, head back as he lipped at her, then laughed as he began trying to tug the fabric down with his teeth. After another moment, she relented, slipping them off her hips, and Sora reached up to pull them down. His fingers flicked over the small red bow.
“Hey Kairi, do you buy these in bulk, or do you just wash the same pair every night?” she tapped him on the head, shushing him as she let the pants drop. Sora, too, seemed more interested in what lay beneath, rather than the garment itself, abandoning them to nose at the soft hair instead. Kairi bent slightly, raising one leg to remove her underwear properly, and Sora gave a mischievious chuckle, pushing his head further back between her legs as they parted.
“Sora!!” She half-shrieked, almost overbalancing as the movement forced her to drop her foot back to the sand much further apart than it had started. The cry was followed by a small groan, however, as his tongue began to play over sensitive skin. Looking forward again, she caught Riku’s eyes as he approached. He was grinning, apparently enjoying the show, but raised an eyebrow at her, still walking slowly towards them.
“You two going to leave any for me?” His eyes were laughing, though, as he walked over the top of Sora to press his lips to hers. She hummed into his kiss as Sora’s attentions made her moan softly. Riku’s hands began to rove over her back and chest, making teasing passes over her breasts. Her own hands started at the older boy’s chest, but quickly dropped, ducking inside his boxers to caress the part of him that was already very interested. She plucked at the hem of his boxers again.
“Get rid of these, and we’ll see…” She winked at Riku as he stepped aside to kick off the offending gear, then gasped again, her knees buckling slightly. Her hands reached down for something of Sora to grip while his lips and tongue danced over her, and found his shoulder. He raised his hands, first to brush over hers as he moaned happily and caught a breath, before they slid around the outside of her thighs to stroke at her rear. He paused for a moment, planting a kiss at the core of her growing arousal.
“Mmm… Kairi… You know, you taste better than I imagined.” She sighed again, blushing, and squeezed at his shoulder.
“Uhh… Sora… Less talk, more tongue.” He complied enthusiastically as Riku returned, almost laughing at her semi-breathless comment. He leaned forward to ask if that was better, whispering in her ear as he less-than-accidentally prodded her in the middle with his length.
“Mmm, much.” She murmured back, her hands finding it at once, beginning to stroke and caress delicately along him. Riku let his head fall back, eyes shut as she played, letting out occasional gasps and moans of her own. She took a hold of him properly, beginning to rub one hand up and down his shaft, but a moment later she felt Sora’s hands slide down to the backs of her knees, and his body lie back against the sand, cutting of the amazing sensation of his tongue. Almost without thinking, she complied, dropping to her knees that he might continue. She heard him chuckle again, breath fanning over her heat and making her shiver with anticipation, then moan aloud as he began to pleasure her again. Riku’s hands brushed over her hair, and she looked up at him, her hand still moving rhythmically. He was looking right back at her, his head tilted slightly. The smile on his lips told her that he knew her new position hadn’t been deliberate, but his eyes were asking the question anyway.

She let her eyes drop level, to contemplate his length before her. The concept worried her a little, she wasn’t exactly sure how, or what to do, but— Her thought was interrupted by a shudder and she gasped, putting one hand down to press on Sora’s chest, lifteing herself away from him slightly.
“Hahh, slow down, Sora… I’ll never… mmm… never please you both if you make me finish this early.” The motion brought her forward; she could feel Riku twitching against her cheek now as Sora eased off, concentrating more on caressing her legs and belly with his hands. Hesitant, she ran her lips lightly the length of Riku’s shaft, then traced her tongue back down the other side before running it up towards his head again on the underside. Riku moaned, running his hands through her hair again just as Sora hummed, kissing her once more, and murmured something she cold barely hear.
“I think I have a solution to that, Kairi…” He moved, his hands dropping away for a moment, before snaking up between her legs and over his head. Fingers brushed over her rear again, then pushed hard. She shrieked, unsteady, and fell forward, grasping at Riku’s legs to keep her balance as Sora moved underneath her. By the time she was steady enough to look back over her shoulder, she could see Sora, grinning and waving from where he was now kneeling close in behind her, having left his pants behind in the sand underneath her. He grabbed her hips and she felt his heat sliding through the saliva and her own arousal, slicking itself as he thrust alongside her entrance. After a moment, he drew back, and pressed forward again, sinking deep inside her, all the way until she could feel his hips pressed hard against her rear. She gasped a breath, her fingers gripping tight a the sudden penetration. Riku chuckled.
“Always unexpected, right Sora?” Hey, Kairi…” She looked up into he casually raised eyebrow, realising that leaning forward like this left her clutching onto Riku at barely knee height. “Should I come down?” A small part of her resented the casual amusement in his voice, and a small, slightly sneaky grin crept onto her face. She tugged hard at the back of his knees, and was rewarded with his over-balanced shout as they dropped into the sand. This time it was Sora she could hear smothering his mirth as he began to move again, making full strokes in and out of her. He thrust hard, like she had taught him, shaking her frame and sending spikes of sensation through her. His hands gripped her in time with his thrusts as he sighed and moaned. A particularly deep thrust pressed her forward and made her lips part in a gasp, and suddenly there was heat between them. The tip of Riku’s length pressed lightly between her lips, and she gave a mental shrug, beginning to flick at him with her tongue. He sighed, running his hands over her shoulder and neck. She leaned back enough to run her tongue all over his head, then joined in with her lips, gently sucking and stroking. Riku’s fingers dug at her shoulder blades and he groaned.

“Light, Kairi, that’s… Ugh— More!” pleased that she was doing it right, Kairi began to rock her head, gradually taking more and more of his length into her mouth with each stroke, her tongue playing over the sensitive organ with soft caresses. Riku continued to gasp and groan at the sensation, his hands coming up to rest on her head, stroking through her hair again. She could feel him moving his hips slightly in time with her, pushing further into her mouth until she felt dense pubic hair tickling her face with each cycle. The growing sensation in her groin made her push back against Sora’s thrusts and moan with pleasure, humming raw vibrations from her lips and tongue as they slid back and forth across Riku’s hardness. His hands grabbed tightly in her hair as his groans rose in volume and pitch and the soft motions of his hips grew firmer and deeper. One of his thrusts collided with Sora’s, pining her between them ad pressing her face hard up against Riku’s groin. She could feel his length forced deep into her mouth, his head pressing at the back, almost into her throat. Her body tried to gag, but she fought it down, holding the position, and her breath, as her hands jumped up to grasp hard at his rear. His body went tight at the sudden jump in sensation and he cried out. “Uhnn, Oh light, Kairi!” She quickly withdrew, letting her hands drop to the sand to support herself and continue pushing back against Sora as he thrust into her with softer, deep motions. She grit her teeth, half muffling another groan of pleasure as she looked up at Riku. He was panting, red-faced, brushing one hand lightly over his length. She tried to smile at him, but the tight glow building in her groin made her drop her head, groaning through her teeth again.

Behind her, she could hear Sora panting, his breath coming out in vocal gasps. Suddenly, she felt him pull all the way out, making her shudder. His head slipped back and forth over her heat teasingly, before venturing upwards. Her head snapped up, looking back over her shoulder at Sora with an accusatory eye as she felt him prod hopefully at a completely different passageway.
“Hey, no! Keep that where it belongs, Sora!” Behind her, Sora grinned, somewhat sheepishly, and she heard Riku laugh aloud as he watched.
“Ha, nice try Sora, I already asked. She always says that.” Her body shivered as Sora returned to rubbing gently against her, seemingly waiting as Riku moved forward again. She pushed herself upright, swaying her hips against Sora as she felt his hardness sliding between her folds. It was hard to tell whether it was her sweat or his, cool against her skin, as her back pressed against his chest. He hummed in her ear, nipping at it as his hands rose, cupping her breasts, then beginning to fondle and squeeze. She turned her head to kiss him lightly, but quickly became more insistent in the action, raising her hand to brush his cheek as she enjoyed the taste of his lips, holding one in her teeth for a moment. By the time she turned back, Riku had closed in, his face inches from hers, picking up eh kiss where Sora left off. She could feel his fingers sliding over her middle, then around her waist to run finger nails down over her rear. She sighed, her body singing as the pair fondled and caressed her, one of her own hands brushing languidly over each of them. Before long, though, the heat burning within her called for more direct attention. Reaching down, she wrapped fingers around Riku’s length, glancing up to find his eyes burning bright with desire.
“Your turn,” She murmured, leaning forward to brush the head of his heat against the neat triangle of fuzz at her groin.
“Hmm, that is a good idea,” Riku’s smile was matched only by the seductive set of his eyebrows. Leaning back against Sora, she sought the right angle, but the other boy’s height proved inhibitive, until she felt her weight suddenly lifted from behind her. Sora slipped his arms about her middle, lifting her as he got to his feet. She could feel his length pulsing, pressed flat between her buttocks, even as Riku’s slipped, twitching, across the hot, wet folds of her groin. Her breath caught as she felt him begin to enter her, then gasped as he thrust his hips forward and up, driving deep. He didn’t stop there, however, following Sora to his feet, and lifting her up with them. Her toes barely touched the ground, her weight almost completely supported by the boys. She sighed aloud as Riku, still gripping her rear, began to thrust inside her, her body jolted upward with each motion, and after a moment lifted her legs from the ground completely, to lock them around the small of his back instead.

Her breasts were held still as Sora fondled her, nipping and biting at her neck passionately between kisses. He shifted his grip on her slightly, and she felt his length slide down between her buttocks, once more probing against the place she didn’t think of as an entrance. She could feel it, throbbing and already slicked with her own juices.
“Well, Kairi, I would put it where it belongs, but it’s already taken… Come on,” she was prevented from answering as a ripple of sensation raced through her body, making her gasp and clutch harder to Riku. She grabbed a breath a moment later, shaking her head.
“Uhnn… Ok, ok, alright Sora, but just this once, alright?” She tried to relax as sora began to press more firmly against her, in time with Riku’s motions. As he began to penetrate her, she gripped at Riku’s shoulders with both hands, gritting her teeth. It felt so much bigger. She made a sound only slightly less strained than a grunt as he pressed deeper.
“Ugh.. Light, Sora! Ah… Slowly, gentle!” On the edge of pain, she winced and considered stopping him, but clenched her teeth and pressed on, adjusting her motions to ease him on more slowly. Halfway, she caught a deep breath and tried to push back against his next stroke, moaning as he sunk all the way. Behind her, Sora too, groaned, murmuring to her how amazing it felt, that she had no idea how tight it felt. She almost snapped back that she had a far better understanding of that than he did, but bit her tongue, trying to get used to the sensation. She had to admit, as the pair of them fell into a slower rhythm initially, sandwiching her between them with each motion and making her exclaim with each breath as the breaths themselves were forced into cycle with the rhythm, she had to admit, it did feel very interesting, and, on the whole, as the pain subsided into a hot, stretched feeling instead, very pleasurable. The sensation tingling in the core of her being built up and eased off repeatedly now, grew more insistent for completion, and cried for more.
“Hah… Hey, Riku... Ughhh… If I—” Sora began between pleasured gasps. Riku, also panting cut him off with a laugh.
“Hah, Mmm… Only if, Hahh… if the balls touch, Sora, hahahhh…” He was grinning, and despite herself Kairi rolled her eyes. The tension growing in her nether regions made her squeeze them shut a moment later, and she gripped Riku harder, burying her head in is chest and adding the strength of her leg muscles to each thrust. She groaned.
“Uhnnnn… Harder!” Her fingers were coursing over his back even as she felt them both picking up the pace and zeal of their motions, making her gaps and cries grow more insistent still. Sora dropped his head, gasping through his teeth as his forehead pressed against her back, pushing her tighter against the other boy with each thrust. Suddenly, Riku cried, and she felt him losing his balance, pushed back by her weight and Sora’s enthusiastic movement. They began to fall, and Sora pulled out of her so fast, her gasp overrode the shocked shout rising in her throat.

A moment later, the fall slowed, and she looked up to see Sora grinning as he lowered them both the last foot to the sand. A bead of sweat dripped from his forehead to land on her shoulder and trickle down her back, mixing with her own. It was met by Riku’s hands sliding up her back as she settled back atop him, looking at Sora.
“You did get faster, didn’t you?” She pulled his face closer to kiss him once more, then dropped her hands to Riku’s chest, pushing herself up and then down onto him, beginning to work with her knees, feeding the rising burn in her groin that shock had briefly cooled. The older boy moved, beginning to thrust against her again, though he son stopped as her own gradually increasing rhythm clashed with his. She threw her head back, staring into the sky, revelling in the sensation building faster and faster within her, even as she heard Riku straining to hold back beneath her. Her eyes fell on Sora, watching them, and she reached out her hands towards him. He stepped in front of her as she wrapped her fingers around his hips, his length bobbing in front of her as her legs drove her up and down. She opened her mouth, just as another though crossed her mind, and she hesitated, eyeing it.
“Clean it… Ugh… clean it first, hahhh,” She glanced up at him, half apologetic as he laughed, bending to grab his discarded pants, and whisper in her ear at the same time.
“No problem,” Her eyebrows rose as he wiped himself with the garment, rubbing it back and forth over his length, teasing, Fair enough, she supposed, as he stood before her again, smiling, his eyes sparkling over flushed cheeks. She slipped her hands around his hips, and further to clasp fingers over his buttocks, steadying herself as her legs pumped up and down against Riku. Craning her neck down, she let her lips brush over the hardness at Sora’s groin, then took him in, her tongue caressing him. She was humming and moaning at the buzzing sensation racing through her, making Sora gasp in turn, his hands gripping her shoulders, then tightening until his fingers began to dig into her. Beneath her, Riku seemed lost in an ecstasy of pleasure, eyes shut, groaning with each breath, but she wasn’t paying attention to either; all she knew was that she needed to move faster. Her leg muscles screamed and burned as she struggled to keep up with her body’s demands, but it wasn’t enough; the sensation demanded more, and faster than she could deliver it.

She leaned back, bringing Sora with her as she put her hands down behind her, trying to assist her legs in their desperate work. She groaned, begging her need aloud, and after a moment, Riku understood. He sat up, dumping her onto her back with a shout, and as her back hit the sand, she felt Riku take over, his rhythm picking up to the pace she so craved. He had climbed to his knees, holding her thighs one in each hand, her feet up near his head. Above her, Sora shrugged, still smiling despite the sweat on his face. Waving his eyebrows at her, he, too, dropped to his knees, and she felt his throbbing heat rest against her breast bone. Craning her neck, she licked at his head, but quickly realised that wouldn’t work. Riku’s thrusts were making her whole body shake and her breasts wobbled back and forth against Sora. They hardly seemed large enough, but she raised her hands, pushing them up and closer together until they pressed against him. Even as she felt the tension in her groin building towards a peak, she worried that the sensation wouldn’t be nearly enough for Sora, but he seemed pleased, beginning to move in time with Riku, against his motions, sliding his length back and forth between her breasts.

She could hear both boys gasping and grunting involuntarily as they pounded against her, and her own gasps and cries were no more controlled as the tightness spread outward to her whole body. She grit her teeth, her eyes squeezed shut as her muscles contracted, her whole body teetering on the brink of release. Riku cried out, his fingers digging and his body going tense as her muscles gripped and held him tight. A loud cry escaped her, breaking into a cascade by the shaking of her body as the tension broke over her in a torrent, fast and violent. A moment later, Sora’s own groan added to the shaky cries of Riku and herself, and she felt warm, thick drops striking on her face and neck. Gradually, the three of them jerked to a rest, sagging and struggling to recover their breaths. Riku pulled out, dropping down beside her on the sand with a heavy sigh. Sora fell to the other side a moment later, putting his hands behind his head and looked across at her. Opening her eyes, Kairi smiled, enjoying the gradually receding waves of pleasure flooding through her. She could feel herself beginning to leak out onto the sand, and wriggled a little. Another sensation made her pull a face though.
“Ugh… ewww…” she cast about with one hand until she found Sora’s pants, then taking a corner, dabbed at her face and neck until she was clean again. Letting her hands drop to her sides again, she sighed, content, and the three of them lay, breathing heavily and looking up at the sky.

It was minutes before and of them spoke, but eventually Sora looked across at the other two, taking his hands from behind his head. He took Kairi’s hand as they brushed.
“Do you guys remember, years ago? We all lay like this, right here, watching the clouds.” Kairi smiled and took Riku’s hand on the other side, feeling him squeeze back slightly.
“Yeah,” She glanced at both of them. “I remember it degrading into a game of chicken with the tide. We all lay here for hours as it came in. We got sand in all our clothes.” Riku suppressed a chuckle at her mock disapproval.
“And if I remember right, you were more determined to win than any of us!” They all laughed then, thinking back. They had all lain there until evening, half joking, half taunting each other, and the tide had come up to their chests, even washing over them once or twice, but no-one had moved. By the time the water had begun to recede they had been lying in eroded indentations in the sand, and everyone else had gone home. It had been a week before any of them had felt like they’d gotten all the sand out.

Kairi blew a wisp of hair out of her face.
“It’s funny, here we all are, lying in the sand, just like back then, after everything. It’s like, for everything that’s different now, nothing really important has changed. It’s nice.” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sora turn his face to her.
“Well… we weren’t all naked back then.” He smirked and Kairi couldn’t help giggling. On other side, Riku flipped to his feet again, looking out to sea.
“That much is true. I don’t know about you two, but that breeze is cold.” Without waiting, he ran back to the water and dived in, swimming back towards the ladder on the small island where his clothes waited. Kairi picked herself up as well, throwing Sora his pants and stretching in the soft wind as he pulled them on. She could feel his eyes on her. She turned again to look at him as he spoke.
“So, Kairi, if we can work out how, which world would you like to visit first?” She thought about it as she rescued her underwear and shook the sand out of them.
“I don’t know. Atlantica sounds really nice, and you know my transform magic is better now than Donald’s ever was; I could make us all real merpeople, I’m sure of it. But if they really love singing that much, maybe it had best be only a really short visit. Otherwise Riku would be in danger of showing everyone he’s not as tone-deaf as he wants people to think. How about that Halloween place you told me about? Jack sounds like such a wonderful person to be around.” Sora nodded, still grinning.
“Yeah, you could call it that…” He laughed again, quietly. “But you know, Kairi, I’m sure the answer is something to do with how we got home, with the door to light.” He shrugged. “It did take us here from the world that never was without a vessel.” As they began wandering towards Riku, Kairi caught up her slip and dress, wringing them out before casing a very tightly controlled fire to warm and dry them. She looked across at him.
“Maybe, but that was to bring you back, to take you home… could we use it to go somewhere else, do you think?”
“Hey Sora! Catch!” The pair looked up towards Riku’s voice just in time for Sora to catch the rest of his clothes face-on. Kairi smirked and dropped her slip over her head, then grimaced, shifting from foot to foot as she held her dress in front of her, straightening it. She didn’t exactly want to get dressed again without washing up from their, activities, and she glanced up at Riku, already gone back to leaning on the tree, staring out across the water, then to Sora, struggling to pull his shirt back over his head.
“Um, I’m going to go clean up properly, and, uh, yeah, I’ll be back in a minute, Ok?” She began to jog, running past the smaller island, under the bridge and around the shore until she was out of sight. Glancing back once, she kicked off her underwear then quickly cleaned herself up and redressed. As she was straightening her dress properly, something in the water by her feet caught her eye. She crouched again, scooping it up to take a closer look, and found a sealed bottle, rather like the one she’d sent to Sora not too long ago. Indeed, as she peered into the glass, she could see a small rolled sheet of paper. She gasped and nearly dropped the bottle again as her eyes fell on the mark at one end of the note, and a spark of excitement raced through her. She was grinning as she broke into a sprint back towards the boys, calling their names.

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End Notes:

Well, that's the omitted scene as it was originally written. Let me know what you thought, what didn't read so well, what needs improvement, what irked or grabbed your attention away from the actual events... anything at all that you noticed would be appreciated.

Something that irked me during the games was just how much the characters said each others names, but even so I tried to preserve that in their characters while writing... Think I overdid it? I think I might have...

Anyhow, hope you enjoyed it, and that the progression wasn't too broken from being chaptered. Hope the chapters weren't too wall-of-text-ish as well, but then I worry. Please do give me some feedback on what you though, things I did poorly, things you liked, things I ought to improve, and things I should replicate... After all, quality smut is worth working for, no? At any rate, please please do let me know what you thought: lots of comments make me want to write more.

-Niara