Intermission

*As with many others, I wonder what happens when the screen blanks as Sora and Riku are talking on the beach… well, those lovely people at Square-nix were not allowed to show the dirty sex scene that followed…the game was rated E+10… Enjoy!!

Intermission
By: Tokey

“I’ve got something you could never duplicate too.” Sora said, echoing Riku’s words. Staring out into the water, the brown spiky haired boy sat on the strange beach. His clothes were unusual, a black body-suit type outfit with red pockets on his pants, and a black vest. He was of a small physique and had thin arms, matching his equally petite body. His blue eyes reflected the silver water out before them.

A silence fell over him, and he turned to look at the teen to his side. [i]Riku, do you not know what that means? Please tell me how you feel![/i] Sora wanted to scream. Riku was muscular, tall with long silver hair with bangs that covered most of his face. He was wearing a pair of khaki pants and a yellow vest. His arms were uncovered, porcelain in the pale glow of a moon or some otherworldly light. He stared straight ahead, a confident smirk on his face.

Riku was softer since he returned, still slightly cocky, but more thoughtful. It was a change that Sora welcomed, it didn’t matter, and Sora had found him again. “Riku…” Sora whispered, reached out a hand, as if to touch the other’s arm.

Sora froze and Riku turned. Only his head moved as he looked down upon Sora’s position, regarding it with amused eyes. “What is it Sora?” He asked, as if there was nothing in the air, as if Sora didn’t want Riku as bad as he believed. [i]Damn him.[/i] Sora cursed, wrapping his arms around his legs and turning away.

“Nothing.” Sora said, turning away. There were tears in his eyes, tears he wouldn’t let Riku see. [i]If we had eternity to be this way, I’d be better off dead.[/i] He scoffed coldly, then frowned and made up his mind. He moved swiftly, so that Riku wouldn’t have a chance to react. Sora swung his legs on either side of Riku’s body, straddling his hips. Grabbing onto the collar of Riku’s shirt, he lowered his lips on top of the sliver haired boys and pressed his tongue firmly against the other’s lips. Sora closed his eyes, [i]gods; Riku had the most beautiful lips in all the worlds.[/i]

Riku’s reaction was delayed, his eyes opened wide, in shock. Sora continued to pressure his lips with his thick tongue. Finally, Riku grabbed Sora by the shoulders and flung him easily off his body. Sora’s body moved through the air, crumpling facedown in the sand.

Riku just stood up his hand moving swiftly to his now swollen lips. “Damn.” He swore at the other’s form on the sand. [i]What was Sora doing? Fooling with him?[i] Riku cursed mentally. Riku had no second thoughts about being gay, he’d known it early in his teenage years. And the main object of his attraction was to Sora. He loved him, but he knew for a fact that Sora and Kairi had been dating for several years now. He wouldn’t interfere with that kind of happiness. Riku had hoped that maybe Sora felt something for him; Riku even once wished that Kairi would die. It was a horrible thought. It was why he’d turned to darkness. To save Sora from the pain he'd caused. Of course, to save Kairi he had to dive even deeper into darkness….

“Quite fooling around Sora. It’s not cool.” Riku said, voice cool and even. Sora’s kiss, how he wanted to accept those lips, to show him how a man could love…but Sora had Kairi, and he was destined to be punished for his decent into darkness. Riku stepped away from Sora’s body, determined not to be tempted, but his lower half providing a different idea.

Sora looked up, hurt in his eyes. He spat out the sand in his mouth, the bland starchy flavor disgusting to him. He couldn’t look at Riku, couldn’t show that he wanted to continue, to be fully with Riku. Kairi…she was becoming annoying even before the darkness consumed their island. He had planned to break up with her the day after, and things went wrong, and he was forced into his destiny.

Sora managed to get himself to his feet. [i]Plan 2 then…[/i]Sora thought sourly, and turned to walk into the ocean. He kicked off his shoes and shed his vest. Then he began to walk into the waves, the water strangely warm against his feet. It just didn’t matter any more.

Riku watched Sora, annoyed as his unresponsiveness. He watched as the other teen began to walk off into the waves, and his mind connected the two dots. “Damn Sora! No!” He cried and ran after the boy, managing to grab hold of Sora’s upper arm before he dove into the water.

“What does it matter? We’re trapped here for eternity and you don’t want me…I’d rather die.” Sora said, looking up with blank eyes, the decision to end his life clearly visible.

What?! Riku wanted to scream. It’s you, who don’t have feelings for me. Riku blinked, overcome with this new information. He smacked Sora on the side of his face. “Never,” Riku growled fiercely, and Sora looked up into Riku’s eyes, a light of hope in his crystal blue eyes. “If we’re here for eternity, I’ll make love to you till we die.” Riku stated, unquestionable warmth in his sea green eyes.

Sora let out a cry and whirled around circling his arms fiercely around Riku’s body. “I thought for sure you wouldn’t love an uncool guy like me.” He sobbed, tears streaming down his cheeks and falling into the deep water that came up to about his waist. “I thought you wanted…” He choked off, and Riku tilted the boy’s chin up, and kissed him deeply, forbidding more words from coming out of the other’s mouth. Riku’s hands moved to Sora’s hips. Sora broke the kiss; protest was in Riku’s eyes, “…I’ve never slept with anyone before.” Sora admitted, blushing from the kisses, and Riku’s touch.

Riku looked wide-eyed at Sora. [i]Not even Kairi? [/i]He felt immediately ashamed, but also incredibly aroused. He touched the other boy’s face, opening his palm wide against the soft skin. Riku’s hand curled under the other’s ear and he pressed his lips against Sora’s mouth once again. His heartbeat so hard against his ribs, he feared that Sora knew its every pulse. Sora’s body shook against him. Fear? Or desire? Riku didn’t care, as Sora let a small moan escape his lips and tighten his grip on the Riku’s back. Riku didn’t fail to note the way his small hips began to press against his. Or the way Sora’s hands began to move to his chest, reaching for the zipper of his vest.

Riku pulled away from the kiss and pulled Sora’s jacket off, down his arms and chucked it onto the beach. He began to slightly pull the other’s body up to the shoreline, as Sora worked Riku’s vest off slowly. Riku couldn’t help noticing how small Sora’s body was, and how light the boy had become versus his own firm, strong body. At the shoreline, where the waves lapped at the dark sand, Sora tripped, taking Riku with him onto the ground. Riku grimaced a little at the battle wound, but Sora appeared all but unfazed. He slipped down the top piece of his body suit and was lying under Riku, half naked. Riku could feel, through his clothes, not only his excitement, but also Sora’s. Sora blushed as Riku reached down to that very bulge, his hand slipping into his pants, and massaging his cock. Groaning and arching his back, Sora’s fingers dug into the sand, trying to find some kind of release.

Riku slipped his hand from the other’s pants and stripped off his own vest and shirt. His own chest was slightly scarred, but not unsightly so. The scars did nothing to deter Sora’s gaze over Riku’s muscular chest, and the boy’s hand slowly traced up Riku’s abdomen to his collarbone, where Sora began to kiss it gently. Riku’s hands moved around Sora’s back, working his pants down his legs. His mouth found Sora’s and then traveled down to the boy’s nipple, where he took the red lump into his teeth and licked it. His teeth brushed the flesh that caused a shutter through Sora’s body. Sora’s hands curled around Riku’s neck, twirling the hair at the nape around his finger.

Sora lay under Riku’s body in a mere layer of cotton, his white boxers with little moogles on them. Riku smiled once, and then he moved, so that his head was over Sora’s groin. On his hands and knees, Riku bent down to the waistband of his boxers and bit down on the cloth, pulling them down. Sora’s hands clenched into small fists and he made a small cry. How could Riku make his body feel this way? He thought, as hips moved upward helplessly to the contact. Finishing pulling down his lover’s boxers with his hands, Riku’s gaze moved over Sora’s body. The younger boy’s body was perfect. There was absolutely no flaw to the white, pale skin of his body. Fighting had toughed up his frame, but it only made him look all the more perfect.

“Sora…” Riku groaned, feeling his own arousal becoming almost unbearable. Sora looked up at him, and rose from his back, to moved down to Riku’s groin. His hands shook as he worked the zipper open, and parted the cloth of his boxers. Carefully, he guided out Riku’s swollen member. Sora began to blush fiercely, his hands moving along its length with inexperienced strokes. He looked down at the cock, and licked his lips, moving his mouth above its head.

Sora stopped, and looked up at Riku. “I-I’ve never… Riku?” He asked hopelessly, eager to please the male.

Riku glanced down at Sora, and he moaned. Seeing the boy completely naked, at his will, was one more pleasurable pang to the organ between his legs. “S-slowly.” Riku tried to keep his voice from cracking. “Run your tongue over the tip, and then the sides. Then take me into your mouth, and suck softly.”

Sora nodded with large innocent blue eyes, and ran his pink tongue over the head of Riku’s member. Carefully, even though it tasted a little funny, he licked its length, his tongue darting out to cover every tiny corner. Sora’s tongue ran underside his member, trailing the thick vein there. Sora moved his head, so his mouth was over its tip. Slowly he parted his lips, and went down on Riku.

Sora’s lover groaned as the boy’s tongue teased his member. His head threw back and his long silver hair fell over his shoulders. Riku’s mouth opened in a moan as Sora began to suck on his member, Sora’s tongue moving frustratingly inside his mouth.

Finally, Riku could take it no more. “Turn over.” He demanded, his voice rough with desire. Sora complied easily, a thin line of saliva hanging from his mouth. His ass up in the air, Riku could not resist to lick the line of the boy’s ass. Sora’s body shuttered, his mouth wide open as he gasped for air. Riku began to wet his fingers, coating his index and middle finger in saliva. Sora made a noise, a pleading desperate whine.


(In the middle of finishing... Yes, Boss-sama, I know... I am a failure.)