Drowning Lessons

Drowning Lessons

Disclaimer: If I owned it, d’you think Sora would be with Kairi? No. He would have screwed Riku’s brains out right there in front of the doors to Kingdom Hearts, Donald would have mistaken Kairi for a heartless and set fire to her, and everyone would rejoice. ^^

Warnings: Yaoi. Just to clear things up, this means guy on guy action, and if you couldn't figure that out based on the catagory it's placed in, I fear for you. o.O And please god, don’t piss and moan to me in a review that you don’t like Yaoi, and that I’m evil and going to hell for this- because believe me, I already know. Also, this is a lemon. That’s right. L-E-M-O-N. My first one too, so sorry if it sucks majorly. ^^;

Pairings: Riku/Anti-Sora. Why? Mostly just because I can. x3 But also because it’s just plain sexeh. ^^ And there’s far too little of an R/A-S fanbase.

Rating: NC-17

A/N: Waaaiii!! X__X What have I gotten myself into? Well, folks, this is my first even Lemon. Eep! I’m going to hell. >.> Sorry if it sucks… I’m still a virgin, and most definitely not male, so all I have to go on is what I’ve read elsewhere. And yes, I know that the heartless don’t talk. But for the purposes of this fic, please try to overlook that. O.o; Enjoy!

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Tears stung at Riku’s eyes as he pressed his lips forcefully to the soft ones of the deathly cold shadow-being before him. It was the same as every night before. Riku had seen him again…the cinnamon haired boy that forever plagued his mind. The one who had somehow wormed his way into Riku’s heart, and was now the only person he could think about. It was driving him crazy!

The shadow gasped as it was roughly thrown against the wall behind it, Riku attacking the soft skin of its neck as he began to lick, suck, and nip his way steadily downward, his pent-up frustration only making it all the more heated. The shadow tangled its hands in Riku’s silver locks, whimpering softly as Riku removed its shirt, exposing its chest to the crisp air. “R-riku…”

Riku flinched slightly as the creature spoke, amazed at first at how much it was really like Sora… That train of thought came to a screeching halt almost at once though, as Riku remembered all the subtle differences between the two. The things that made Riku love Sora the way he did… The way he smiled, the way he laughed, the way he always smelled like coconuts and vanilla- And those eyes. Those iridescent sapphire orbs that entranced him so; That made him fall in love again every time he saw them. Riku growled in frustration, closing his eyes and trying to pretend it was the real Sora he was with, and not this cheap imitation.

The remaining clothing separating the two was shed in a matter of minutes and Riku latched his mouth on to its pert nipple, rolling it between his teeth and tongue. The shadow arched into the touch, tightening its hold in Riku’s silken hair and moaning at the sensation. Then slowly, Riku kissed his way back up, showering every bit of the shadow he could reach in affection before crashing their lips together in another fiery, passionate kiss. His hands wandered slowly downward, a single thumb teasing the head of its length, eliciting a sharp gasp from the shadow, which Riku took advantage of to probe deeper into its mouth.

Finally Riku could stand it no more. He pulled the shadows thighs up around him, shuddering as the cold blue-black skin brushed against his hips. Positioning himself at its entrance, he thrust roughly inside of it as it gave guttural moan, amber eyes half lidded in pleasure. Riku sucked lightly at the pulse-point of the shadow as he thrust into him again and again, steadily beginning to move faster and with more force, wrapping his hand firmly around its length and stroking it in time with his own thrusts. The shadow gave a barely audible cry of pleasure, rocking its hips against Riku in search of more of that delicious friction its body was so craving.

“You want me, don’t you?” Riku asked, slowing his pace slightly. His voice was thick with lust and a cocky smirk was on his face.

“Y…yes,” the shadow said, in between moans and gasps at Riku’s ministrations, pushing more insistently against Riku’s hips in a vain attempt to get him to move faster.

“Say it,” he demanded, keeping up the painfully slow pace and smirking at the discontented whimpers issuing from the shadow. He bent low, whispering so close that it could feel his warm breath against its ear, making it shiver slightly. “Tell me you want me.”

“I…I want you… Riku, I want you…so badly,” It managed, moaning deeply as his eyes shot open and Riku nearly doubled his speed, pounding into it with abandon. It wasn’t long before he came with a cry, emptying his seed into the shadow and whispering the name of the object of his desire.

“S-sora…” He whispered, releasing a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding as a single tear finally made its way down his cheek. Both Riku and the shadow collapsed to the bed in exhaustion, the shadow cuddling up to him and resting its head on his chest. It wrapped its small arms around Riku, sighing in contentment.

“I love you, Riku…”

Riku closed his eyes, trying to memorize the sound of those words and wishing with all his heart that it had been the real Sora who had spoken them.

“No, you don’t… But I appreciate it just the same.”

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AN: I still can't believe I just wrote that. ^///^ And I seriously think I should never, ever go into porn directing. xD. But I’ll leave that up to you to decide. Remember, reviews make a happy author. So…click the little button! ::looks cute:: You know you wanna. xP