Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts nor do I own the characters in this story. Don't kill me!!

Games

Riku watched idly on the bed as Sora carefully picked out clothes for his interview. It was his very first job interview and the brunette wanted to look very intimidating. Sora's father and mother were pressuring him to find a decent job so that the fourteen-year-old would stop asking them for money.

" Riku, what do you think? " Sora said holding up a collared long-sleeve shirt and a collared short-sleeve shirt, " The long-sleeve or the short sleeve? "

" Why the Hell are you picking out your interview clothes now? " The silver-haired teen asked.

" So I don't struggle with it in the morning. " Sora replied. " No... I don't think I look better with this one... " he added, and he put the short-sleeve back.

" What's the job anyway? "

" Video Game Store! " the brunette said happily.

" Typical. Only a person like that could ignore child labor laws. Either that or he's desperate. "

" Hm. " Sora turned back to his wardrobe.

" But isn't the interview in the afternoon? Like 5:00? " Riku raised a brow.

Sora turned to him and frowned. " Go to sleep, Riku. "

Riku laughed, " I don't want to. "

The fifteen-year-old rose from his spot and gracefully made his way to the brunette, Riku kissed Sora's nape, " At least, unless it's with you. "

" Rikuuu... " Sora whined. " Come on... I don't want to give the impression I'm gay. What if the boss is a homophobe? "

" That's his problem. " Riku kissed his cheek.

" But... "

This time Sora was silenced by a kiss.

" I hate you. " the brunette snapped as Riku pulled back.

Riku glanced at the clock. 11:00 PM.

" Time to go home. " he said. " My parents don't want me screwing you over too much. "

Sora stuck his tongue out at him. Riku smiled. " See you, babe. "

~*~

The next day was a Saturday, and Sora was glad to sleep in. He woke up around 12:00 in the afternoon. He lazily dragged himself out of bed and into the shower, setting his carefully-picked interview clothes out on the bed before stepping into the shower. His parents were busy at work, they mostly worked overtime during the weekends. Usually from the morning into the night. " Money can't by happiness, but it can at least get us a decent life. So work! " was what they said.

Riku opened the door quietly and peeked inside. 'Always leaving the door open...' the silver-haired teen sighed, 'One of these days... some pervert's gonna rape you, Sora...'

" Sora? " he called.

No answer.

He let himself in, and went into Sora's room. Riku heard the brunette as he was in the shower. He looked to the clothes that the brunette had set out, and a grin crossed his lips. He was going to have some fun.

Sora came out of the bathroom, a towel tied around his waist. He jumped when he saw Riku sitting on the edge of his bed, swinging his legs idly like a bord child.

" Riku! God, if you're going to come into my house you should've at least called. " the brunette said.

Riku meerely shrugged, partly because he had heard the complaint so many times, and partly because he didn't really care.

Sora sighed.

" Notice anything? " Riku asked in a rather creepy, sing-song way.

" No. " The brunette snapped without taking a second glance at the teen.

" Really? "

" Yeah. "

" Really, really? "

" Yeah. "

" Really, really, really? "

Sora frowned. " Riku. " he said in a somewhat scold.

Riku only smiled, " O-kay. "

The brunette titled his head to look at his bed. " Where are my clothes? " he asked, an eyebrow raised slightly.

" I won't tell you! " Riku said in the same creepy, sing-song voice.

Sora huffed. " Fine, I'll just-- " he opened his wardrobe closet and his mouth fell open. Empty. Empty, empty, empty. The brunette whirled around as Riku broke out in a fit of laughs.

" Riku... what did you do with my clothes? " Sora was trying to say this as calmy as humanly possible.

The silver-haired teen smiled, " I dunno. " he said innocently.

" Riku!! "

" Oh... all right... maybe I... hmmm... hid them? "

" Where are my clothes? "

" I won't tell you. " that creepy sing-song voice again. Disturbing.

" Riku, come on! " Sora sounded like a child whose toy had been taken away.

" I'm not telling you. " Riku said, folding his arms. " Unless... you would, say, like to do something for me? "

" Riku, I have an interview soon!! " the fourteen-year-old stomped his foot on the ground in aggitation.

" Well, then. You should get started. "

Sora pouted.

" I promise it'll be fun. " Riku added, his turqouise eyes dancing.

Still pouting.

Riku laid back a little. " Do a naked dance. " he said with a grin. " And I'll give you... you're sock. "

" My sock!? You're making me do a dance naked for a sock!? " Sora protested.

" Would you rather go to an interview naked? You might get raped. " Riku grinned. " Maybe I should take a camera. "

" Shut up, Riku. "

" I'll shut up if you dance. "

The brunette jutted his lower lip out in a pout. But he angrily untied the towel, letting it fall to the floor, and began to dance. Swinging his hips in an erotic way, his face however, was a different story, he was glaring daggers at the silver-haired boy. 'You're evil, Riku...' Sora thought.

As he danced plan after plan ran through the brunette's mind. Where could Riku had possibly hidden his clothes. His half of his mind was yelling at him. He could just walk out right now. They were just stupid clothes. He could get new ones. He could always find new ones.

And yet...

The other half of his mind was enticed by Riku's game. It wanted to sink deeper into the darkest pleasure. A fantasy ran through his mind. Riku, wildly pounding into his hot, tight orifice. Glistening in sweat. Moaning sweet moans, and whispering sweet whispers. His body prickled with excitement at the thought.

'No.' Sora thought firmly. 'I'll play his game. Let him think that he's the Master here.'

Sora danced over to Riku slowly, his hips rotating with grace. As he drew nearer to his goal, the brunette slid himself onto Riku's lap, and played with the bulging lump in the other teen's pants, focusing his entire attention on it. He heard Riku moan softly. In a swift movement, Sora was able to relieve Riku of his pants, and ran a finger along the inside of his thighs. Sora looked up to Riku's face, which held a wicked grin. The next thing the brunette knew, a hand had grasped his bare member firmly. Sora threw his head back and gasped.

" Flattery will get you nowhere. " Riku said, still holding his grin. He dug his thumb into the head of Sora's hardening erection, he cried out softly.

" Nice try, Sora. "

Sora flushed madly, " I hate you, Riku... " he muttered bitterly.

Riku ran his hand down the brunette's fully-fledged member, making Sora gasp with pleasure, " Now, now, Sora. You don't really mean that, do you? " A finger brushed against his hardened dick, Sora held his breath.

" Aahhh... R-Riku... " the brunette moaned, his entire body trembling with sinful anticipation. " Give me my clothes back... you sex addict... "

Riku frowned, " Me? A sex addict? " he released Sora's member. The fourteen-year-old swore under his breath.

" Soooooooooraaaaaa.... " Riku cooed. " If you do something nice for me I'll give you your interview shirt you so carefully picked out. "

Sora glared at him. But the look in his eyes signified that he was ready to take whatever Riku had cooking up in his (in Sora's point of view) sick, sick mind.

" Get on your knees, then. "

Sora did so rather obediantly, which made Riku grin again. 'That stupid grin...' Sora thought. 'You're such a sadist Riku...'

[For those who don't know (I'm not calling you stupid or anything, just trying to help those who don't understand) a sadist is someone who likes to watch other people's pain. Not sure if this relates to the story... but whatever! :P]

Riku shedded his remaining clothes, showing off his well-toned body and milky-white skin. His enchanting turquoise eyes stared hungrily at the brunette that knealt before them. His mind concocting plan after plan that seemed more erotic than the last. Then finally the silver-haired teen made up his mind.

He bent over to Sora and tenderly stroked the brunette's soft face.

" Put on a show for me, will you? " Riku said rather smugly.

Sora gave him a nasty glare, but he let himself fall back on his rear and spread his legs open for Riku to see. In his mind he was asking himself why he was doing this. And yet he knew the answer. He liked this. Wanted this. He liked being told what to do. He liked playing this wicked game of master and slave.

The brunette's lovely sapphire eyes lit up momentarily at a naughty thought, and his sun-kissed hand drifted between his legs. As his fingers closed around his shaft, Sora moaned, a soft, teasing moan. And his show began. Sora threw his head back in ectasy as his hand, surprisingly skillfully, pleasured him. He pretended Riku was doing this to him, instead of watching intently at his display. As he reached the climax of his masturbation, Sora felt Riku collide with his body. Before he could even protest, he felt the other teen's throbbing member forcing its way into his mouth.

In his head, Sora smiled, his show had done something after all. He swirled his tongue around the head of Riku's erection, his own painfully whining for attention of it's own. Sora listened as Riku moaned his name. But just as the silver-haired teen was about to cum. Sora quickly drew his head back. Riku hissed at the sudden deprivation.

" I'm not going any further... " Sora said, folding his arms, " ... until you give me back my clothes. " 'So we're back to the clothes subject again...' the brunette remarked on himself. He looked to the clock. 1:15.

Riku growled, " I'm not giving you back you're clothes, " he planted a light kiss on Sora's cheek, " ... until you go further. "

" What if you're lying. " Sora said, completely unconvinced.

" What if you're lying? "

" Then it serves you right. "

" Oh, really? "

Sora felt Riku roughly grasp his member once again. He flushed, the brunette was always so sensitive.

" Are you really doing this just for clothes, Sora? " he kissed Sora's tip, " Hmm? "

" R..R-Riku... " the brunette gasped.

" Why don't you tell me what you really want, Sora? "

The silver-haired teen slowly licked his way down the brunette's length. Sora's erection throbbed painfully, he was nearing the point of tears.

The younger boy bit his lip. 'I'm not gonna say it!' he told himself. 'I'm not gonna let him win!' This game was beyong clothes now. The interview can to go Hell. Diginity was out the window and being mangled into bits. But Sora still felt that he should at least hold on to one shred of pride left.

The brunette turned his head away from Riku. Sora closed his eyes, and tried to think about something that would distract himself from the throbbing pain between his legs. He felt the silver-haired teen's hand as it stroked his naval tenderly. Then the hand slowly made it's way up, passed his stomach, and onto his chest. Suddenly, he felt the hand harshly slam him down on his back. Sora's eyes snapped open and he let out a growl of complaint.

Riku held the other boy's legs open by placing his own between them.

" Beg for me, Sora. " Riku said. " I know you'd like it. "

" Get off me. " Sora said, a bit of venom in his voice, but the brunette could never pull off a threatening look.

The younger boy gasped as he felt a finger make its way into his tight hole. He bit his lip again. " I hate you, Riku. " he muttered.

Riku only grinned his evil grin again, " I love you, too, Sora. "

The older teen had long sinced memorized where and how to touch Sora in the most pleasurable way. In a matter of seconds he located the spot inside the brunette's entrance. Sora tried in vain to stifle a moan. Another finger joined the first, and thrusted into the younger boy's pleasure point. Sora couldn't help himself, he let out a loud moan. Riku brushed against the spot once more, grazing it. He was grinning from ear to ear as Sora whined. The brunette's legs twitched, and his hips bucked as his body begged for the older boy to touch that spot again. But Riku was holding him down effectively.

" Riku... " Sora moaned. " Pl... " the brunette bit his lip before he could say anymore. Riku touched the spot again with the tips of his slender fingers. The brunette cried out softly.

The silver-haired boy looked upon his lover. His chocolate-brown spikes drooping slightly, his petite, boyish (and yet extremely sexy) body shimmering with sweat. The brunette's face tinted red with frustration... and pleasure. His eyes were half open... His body was begging for the older boy to fuck him. But Riku supressed his instincts. There was no fun in simply pinning Sora down and fucking him senseless (as... entertaining as that was...) Sora was always a lively prey. Fun to torment, and simply darling when he begged. On that thought, an image spurred in his 15-year-old mind.

His precious brunette on his knees. Naked. His body bathing in heat. His cute penis hard and throbbing between his pretty legs.

" Riku... please... " he would beg.

What gentleman would deny this vision of desire?

Back to reality....

Sora was still twisting, his body trying to find a way to force the other boy's fingers against his pleasure spot. Riku touched it slightly, teasing the brunette. Sora moaned, " Riku!! "

" Beg, Sora. " The silver-haired boy murmured. " I promise I'll fuck you as hard as you want. "

" Pl... "

Pride is dead. Buried. And feeding the worms.

" Please... " The brunette moaned. " Please... Riku... Please, please, please... Ahhhnnn... "

The corners of Riku's mouth twitched into another grin. His thorbbing erection prodding the younger boy's entrance.

" Beg me again. " Riku murmured.

" Riku, please... Nnnnnn.... " Sora moaned. His arms wrapped around the other boy's neck weakly.

Riku spread the brunette's legs open a little wider, and then thrusted in. Sora threw his head back and moaned the silver-haired boy's name. Riku thrusted again, throwing his own head back in ecstacy. Sora was always so tight.

It didn't take more than a few thrusts till the brunette's essence spilled out of his softening member. And on the sight of his lover cumming for him, Riku cummed with a loud moan.

In the end, older boy ended up lying next to the brunette in bed. Riku looked at Sora. Who was asleep.

'Falling asleep right after he cums,' the silver-haired boy thought. 'How adorable....'

In case some of you are wondering, Sora never made it to his interview.