Begging Virgin

RikuxSora; Kingdom Hearts

Ok, I finally glued myself back after that Yuki/Shuiichi one. And Guess what? I’m back with a new thing, I’m new at, ya know. I’m very new at these and did I mention I’m new? (Meaning Kingdom Hearts) And I’m guessing about the characters personalities so don’t crucify me if Sailor Chibi Moon gets a gender change one of these fanfics. *Cracks up*
Disclaimer- Ok, I don’t own these guys; Cloud and Sora. I kindda forgot who the F**k is the lucky organism, but I’m borrowing them for a little “fun”. Now, regarding Riku… I’m stealing him! And I’m never returning him, coz he was meant for ME!!! *Runs off with her new bishounen*
Summary- keep on dreamin’

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I would really be pleased to know what the fuck is wrong with me. It’s just that lately I can’t seem to be thinking about anything else other than him. Yeah, me Riku, the proud one, the beautiful and gorgeous fighter for who knows what, can’t stop thinking about Sora. Maybe I’m in-love? No for (insert name)’s sake, that can’t be possible. Love is weakness, especially when you’re part of a freaking video game.

But as I look around and see his trembling sleeping figure I can’t help but to wonder if at some point he has had the same feelings for me. It’s rather cold in here. Well, we’re in this dark forest after all and that fire needs some wood, and where the hell is Cloud? I sighed. Never mind. That is another matter, which has been bothering me. The freak just sits in a corner looking at my little one. This situation angers me, because I intend Sora for myself alone. Now where did that one come from?

I stood up, ready for the search of some dry branches for that fire. I walked past sleeping Sora and couldn’t help but to kneel next to him and gaze at his beauty. The branches were soon forgotten. Gods he’s gorgeous… his slightly tan skin complexion makes me wonder what he looks like bathed in sweat. Both his and my own as well. I couldn’t believe how hard I got over that single thought. I was glad that my pants weren’t tight because otherwise I could have not bared it. He was curled into a tight ball of coldness, which coaxed me to be tender for once. I slid beside his little body and protectibly wrapped my arm around his waist. I used my free hand to pull him toward my chest and then covered us both under my cloak. I no longer cared of him finding himself oddly in my arms when he woke up. No matter what I believe he was nice and warm then due to the sudden smile on his plump lips.

I found to be transfixed by their healthy color imagining what it would be like to silence erotic sounds coming from him by violently pressing my lips to the younger one’s. I shook my head, I could not get any hornier than I was already was. The last thing I wanted to do was to have to leave him in the cold again. I confess it took a lot of self-control. Then tenderness overcame my senses once more, and I softly brushed my lips against his, barely touching them, just to calm my hunger for him. My Sora.

I know not when I was conquered by the darkness of sleep. The extent of my knowledge is that it was peaceful and sound… next to the one that conquered me strangely more than even the eternal sleep of death could ever. “I love you Sora” I believe I whispered before I fell asleep under his spell.

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It was cloudy. I couldn’t really make out what was going on. Only a faint gentle caress on my hair, which made me think I must have been dead and in heaven. I opened my eyes and found two gorgeous blue orbs staring sleepily into mine. Shit.

“th- thanks, Riku…” I heard him say softly as he twisted his index finger in my hair. I felt dizzy… he is so beautiful, and it seemed I was numb too because I couldn’t speak either. His small face so delicate… radiant soft skin. His eyes were hypnotizing… wonderful deep pools of blue hues… ever inviting… his dark eyelashes always dusting shadows on his cheeks. That cute pointy nose I wanted to lightly tap with the tip of my finger. I could see that he was wondering about my delighted gaze toward him. I was usually distant and cold to him. But many things had changed by then; I was madly in-love with him.

I ran my fingers through his chestnut hair. It is silky despite its spiky look. I finally regained my speech. “Thanks for what…So- Sora?” Fuck, now I’m shuttering. He purred like a contented kitten at my little ministrations at the back of his neck and that certainly reassured me. He seemed to like the fact that he was cuddled in my arms as much as I clearly did.

I noticed him shifting a little closer to my chest and a slight blush being dusted over his cheeks. “For keeping me warm close to you during the night” I couldn’t help but to smile at the cute scene. “You just looked too cute. I couldn’t have done otherwise”. To this he turned cherry red.

Suddenly, I heard clapping. I looked around to find a very soaking wet Cloud in just his pants. I swear I nearly jumped out of my skin when he spoke. Yeah, he was weirdo number one in this zone. “Well, well! I never thought I’d see Riku going soft.” To top it all off I pressed my love closer to my chest and felt my blush burning. “What do I see? Riku getting a hot flash or what?” (Did Cloud just crack a joke?)

“What brings you here? Where have you been?” I growled threateningly. “We gotta move on. That’s all you fucking should care about”.

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“I gotta go solve some private things in Pooh- land. You stay here with the squeak. I’m not gonna be in a good mood” Cloud told me the next evening while gathering his weapons. I narrowed my eyes and barked that he wasn’t a squeak and that I’ll make sure he’d be stuck in Pooh-land and never came back if he dared to ever touch him.
Once he was gone, my Sora was sitting cross-legged on the dirt with my cloak around his shoulders. It was about seven in the evening so we made a fire. I could feel him staring at me intensely. Could it be? Could he feel the same as I? His watch on my every move was passionate… As I sat down he crawled back into my arms somewhat frightened of what my reaction would be, he moved his delicate face slowly toward mine and gently pressed his velvety lips against my cheek. Closing my eyes I enjoyed his caress more than anything and unexpectedly realized that my groin was aching for his innocence once again.

I wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed him to my body. Somehow he had straddled me, and he provided me with his first love gasp. The little one had felt my need and responded to it with his naive amazement. I pressed him tighter and he whimpered. “Sora,” I heard myself whisper into his ear, then he felt fingers tangle in his hair and tug gently. He obeyed and brought his head back to look into my eyes. Our lips were so very, very near…

“Sora,” I alleged again. Suddenly his lips were taken absolutely by mine, who held him so tenderly. His blue eyes flew open; astonished by the sudden contact, but he immediately closed them and tightened his hold around my neck and shoulders. He must have felt like he was going to lose consciousness, and indeed went limp in my grasp. My lips tingled distinctly under the strong kiss. Sora’s lips tasted so fine, so much more satisfying than anything else. My hot, slick tongue suddenly thrust deep into his mouth, spreading the tingling commotion, devouring his dark depths ruthlessly. It felt so exquisite, so exquisite …Sora trembled violently, and his arms slipped from my neck. He would have indeed fallen back down to the ground if I hadn’t my arms holding him against me and my crotch. He was making highly audible sounds… eagerly aligned with the lips ravishing his innocence, taking it away in the most pleasing of ways. He was still untouched, not unexpected at his adolescent age, but he had never even felt the initial stages of sexual lure toward another yet. Now, a desire deeper than any passion he had known previously had started with dazzling swiftness, and had grown to a nearly lustful need he never had thought capable before. It needed to be satisfied. Now.

He stared back at me when I broke the delicious kiss… adoringly staring at me. He didn’t have to utter a single word, for I already knew what his eyes wanted to tell me. I steadily lowered him against the sleeping bag under us, not yet realizing that I was doing so. I was so damned transfixed in our mutual gaze. “Onegai… t-take me… I need it…oh, gods!” He whispered through clenched teeth as he hid his little face in the crook of my neck. I closed my eyes trying to keep in command of of myself. My beautiful little one was begging me to make love to him. I could feel my breath quicken and my lips flush. This boy was to be my mate and my desire for him needed to be satisfied. He begged once more and my breath was caught in my neck.

I cupped his face in my hands, my countenance millimeters from his. “Sora, you’re pure torture…” I could barely speak, I slightly rocked my hips against his and he moaned loudly. To emphasize what I meant to do, I took hold of his earlobe and gently sucked at it extracting a little sound from him. Lips touched his neck, caressing affectionately, intermittently nipping lightly. I started to lick my way over to the throat, causing Sora to lean his head back, his eyes closed in pleasure he would have never thought possible. He moaned softly, his fingers digging into my mane as I dipped a wet tongue into the hollow of the bottom of his neck.

Fingers reached down to disengage the buttons on Sora’s top. I adored the moans and gasps upcoming from my partner as I caressed with my tongue every inch of succulent skin I had the incredible delight of exposing, slowly removing the slight piece of clothing. (No wonder he was always cold) Sora shivered as his skin found the chill air. This was nevertheless soon sent to oblivion as I in the softest voice I possessed whispered to his ear… “Pretty… Kirei… Sora.” I heard my lover gulp sharply as I dipped my head and brushed my tongue calmly against one pink, rigid nipple. “You like that?”

“Ugh…YES, love…R-Rik-…!” the beauty breathed. “More! Please!” I could not help my evil little self to smirk and descend once more, this time closing my mouth over the petite bud, sucking mercilessly. My little one pulled me closer, urging me to persist. It was almost irresistible not to run my hand over the other nipple in order to toy with it. After several minutes of sugary ecstasy, I switched sides, taking the other nipple amid my lips. This time, my hand slipped lower to my little one’s slacks, pulling down the zipper and slipping inside to stroke the straining manhood. “Ungh! Riku!” His hips bucked up, increasing the pressure on my willing hand currently on his delicate member. “Riku… no tease! …I must…”

He was just too cute… I looked up at him, his eyes half-lidded, his face flushed and his lips red due to the sexual bliss I was giving him. Knowing that I was the cause made me look down and sexily gasp “Patience, koi.” I slowly began working my way lower, spreading kisses upon every inch of sweaty skin. I kneeled between his legs and placed both my hands on his hips, playfully massaging his pants off his creamy thighs, whose insides I rubbed later with my fingers... I bended down and inhaled his essence as he gasped my name once more. I got rid of his shoes as well.

He looked into my eyes, and then pulled me to his lower abdomen for me to keep on worshiping his perfection. I wined “I want to look at you!” My eyes observed every centimeter of my beloved Sora, taking and memorizing him. He was so attractive, undressed and almost painfully ready for me. I could not wait to taste the bittersweet creaminess inside of him, and lowered my head to praise his tip softly, loving the strangled whine it caused. I could tell my beautiful one had no idea whether to pull me lower onto himself or not. One hand moved up to caress his own hardened nipples while the other one went down to cup his own sac. He bit his lip as I paused to take my time in licking him long and slow on regular basis. To my delight, he couldn’t quiet the sounds he made in that sweet agony of my ministrations. He arched his back in the bliss of his delirium as I pumped his base along with the sucking. I deep-throated him without warning and my little lover ripped the sleeping bag while wrapping his legs around my neck and shoulders, making our succulent embrace even more intimate.
Gods his moans… a low one filled the atmosphere of our lovemaking while he came violently, thrusting hard against my eager lips… I licked him dry… swallowing and lapping at his delicious seed. I pulled myself to his face and grabbing him by his silken hair crushed my lips to his plump ones. I suddenly moaned deep and low… so good… good… he started ravaging my mouth with unexpected hunger… I believe it was then he got obsessed with semen. He sat up and even kneeled up in order to demand the full taste of this new sensation… every time he tasted it he moaned in an even more demanding way.

I pulled away; else he would have made me come on the spot. “Hold it a sec, baby.” I knew that the distance was too much to bear; I knew that he whined for the contact to carry on… but I needed to get that lube. When I had gotten it, I came back to find Sora reaching down and grasp himself, squeezing and pulling gently but firmly, bringing himself to full arousal for a second time. He slid his hand up and down little by little, his hips thrusting slightly upward in perfect rhythm, petite moans making their way from his delicate throat. The sight of him pleasuring his own need was painful to me. To top it all off he said; “I want to see you… Riku… more, onegai!”

I could have drooled myself to dehydration right there. I stepped out of my attire and kneeled in front of him again. His long fingers encircled my shaft and began to caress me. He was delighted at my delicious sounds, but I had to pull him away. “I’ll come inside of you.” I smiled as he blushed. I hugged him and we rubbed our arousals together as I whispered almost breathlessly, torturing him and myself “Inside of you… where it’s very warm and tight and dark and soft, let me worship you Sora, my dear.” His moans were an excellent answer.

“Lay down… this I have to do… you’re my little virgin and this would make it not hurt.” He did as I told him. “I promise to be gentle.” He arched up when I pressed the first digit against him; it was well coated with cool comforting lube for his pretty ass. Then he shivered as the second finger went in, stretching him… adjusting. He moaned my name out with the third one. The thrusting continued, getting slightly deeper and deeper with each pass, when they abruptly hit a sweet spot deep inside him that made him jump and cry out. He must have heard me make a growling-purring sound, and I drew back and thrust back in, hitting that spot harder. Sora screamed. “Riku! Onegai! I…I need…I need you! N-now!”

“Ohhhh! Little one, you sound delicious when you beg!” I then coated myself, refusing the urge to stroke and pulled him to me, his back against my chest… he looked gorgeous. “hot!” was the only word he said when I gently invaded his innocence. I began to steadily penetrate him telling him how much I cared for him in the meantime. “Ungh…Riku,” he purred as I pushed the last bit of myself inside him. “moist, no?” I moaned, then nibbled at his perfectly made ear. He turned his head and I felt silken lips take hold of me once more in a sweet penetrating dance.

I moved my lips from Sora’s mouth to his neck, then pulled back and plunged back in, earning a cry from him. I pulled back a second time, thrusting in again. Sora squirmed and moaned again, clearly not in any significant pain. I growled my pleasure and began a steady, but slow, rhythm, fast enough to arouse, but not near fast enough to bring us over the edge.

“Riku” He gasped. “Faster… Faster, Riku…ohhhh… that’s it… good!”

I suddenly thrust in violently, hitting Sora’s prostate, making him scream. I pulled back and thrust in again, deeply, and possessively. “You are mine,” I gasped, my own breathing getting arduous, running my hands over Sora’s front, abusing lightly at his nipples. His hands had come up above my shoulders, greedily grabbing my head, the fingers tangling in my mane. I had to place my hand on his cheek, turning his head so I could imprison those soft, gorgeous lips yet again, sliding my tongue in and out in time with our rocking hips. Sora moaned against my mouth, sucking on his tongue. He broke off the kiss and screamed as I unexpectedly reached downward and took grasp of his need. I pumped my love with my sweaty hand, increasing our velocity, torturing his heated flesh, my other hand pressing him closer. I was shivering myself in my own pleasure.

Sora abruptly stiffened and let out an elevated, thin wail. His semen shot out of his aching, throbbing manhood, coating my hand and dripping down to the ripped sleeping bag. I, almost instantaneously after, gave one last fierce shove into my love and released, silencing my own scream as I filled my young lover with my thick, hot seed.

I pulled out of his velvet walls a while after, panting, I laid him down on my own sleeping bag that wasn’t ripped… and I laid on top of him. He allowed me to cuddle him in my arms. I ran my semen coated hand on his lips and that’s all he needed to let his little pink tongue out and lick it off… making little purrs here and there. “I love you.” I said when he was done, and he kissed my cheek again. We also fell asleep in an embrace all over again, the only difference was that we were naked, and he is mine… I am no longer confused; I’m in-love.


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