The Heartless and the Nobodies

Three Day Weekend
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Sun peered through the slanted ceiling window over Kairi’s bed, staining her white sheets a rich golden color. She sat down on the bed, her inviting smile belying the cherry blush of her face. She crossed one leg over the other, patting the bed on each side of her, inviting them to join her.

“Come here,” she cooed, and the two boys obeyed her, sitting down stiffly on either side of her, both very nervous and very eager. Sora was on her right, and Riku on her left; the both of them remained motionless like statues, their hands planted on the mattress to hold them up, their eyes staring ahead, not daring to look at her.

Kairi took one of each of their hands in both of hers, guiding them slowly to her legs and up her thighs. It looked like she was running the show from here. She had been sweating this all weekend, bracing herself for the moment, the one second after so much waiting. She had imagined that they would lead, taking her in their hands and handling her like porcelain; now, though, it was her that seemed to be in control. She didn’t mind too terribly.

Kairi leaned to her right and kissed Sora’s lips, pulling him closer with her mouth. He responded quickly, raising the hand not burrowing under the hem of her pink skirt to her face, brushing the pad of a thumb over the corner of her mouth. She smiled into their lip-lock. All her boys needed was a little encouragement. She felt Riku finding his nerve and slipping a hand beneath her dress, his fingers considerably more nimble than the distracted Sora. She gasped into the boy’s mouth as she felt Riku’s fingers press against her, feeling the dampness of her panties.

She pulled away from Sora’s lips, leaving him dazed and heavy lidded. She smiled coyly at him, and he leaned in to bury his face in her neck, nipping and kissing, all trepidation vanished. She turned to Riku as Sora continued to work her up, kissing the older boy equally deeply. His fingers were still toying with her slit, his other hand in her fiery hair. She reached up and anxiously pulled down the zipper of his vest, revealing his chest. She broke their kiss to admire his body: how he had grown; no longer a kid, a young man now, all green eyes and smooth skin and compact, underlying muscle. She pushed the vest off his shoulders and leaned over on her knees to kiss him again, her hands all over his torso and arms. He reciprocated by placing his hands on her ass, squeezing through the fabric of her outfit. She felt Sora reaching around from behind to undo the zipper of her dress, slipping both hands beneath her bra, each one finding a handful of supple softness.

Kairi moaned audibly. It was almost overwhelming. Two sets of hands all over her body, touching her in everyplace she wanted to be touched, two pairs of wet lips on her, two shivering breaths making her skin tighten and spine tingle. But it was right. She felt for both of them more than she could bear or say, and she knew they felt the same. When they had returned to the islands, after everything that had happened, she knew that they could finally be together. Or, two of them could, at least. Could the three of them really have one another? Who would hold hands with who at school? Who would kiss who goodnight? Who would she give her virginity to? It had been a pressing thought for a while. But she felt the three of them had coined a wonderful solution to the problem. She would give it to both of them, and have both of theirs in return. They all loved one another, so why should it be any other way?

Kairi felt her panties slip from under her dress and down her thighs, Sora’s hands returning between her legs to play with her center. She sat upright before he could get any further. She grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up over her head, revealing her nude body to them inch by inch, the slender curves of her back and the swell of her hips to Sora, and her flat stomach and flushed breasts to Riku.

She leaned back to rest in Sora’s arms and lap, reclined lengthwise across the bed, Riku at her feet. Her legs were together with one foot over the other, and she flexed and unflexed her toes nervously, chewing one lip adorably and holding Riku’s gaze with her deep blue eyes. He leaned over her slowly, planting kisses as he went, on her legs and slowly up her thighs. Kairi gasped and closed her eyes as she felt she felt him lay the first kiss between her legs. Each minute touch was a single match being lit, a fire growing slowly but surely. Sora was kissing her neck and shoulders again, as she leaned against him, his hands groping and caressing her chest, his thumbs and forefingers hardening her nipples. Each touch was an electric current, all of them running through her body and converging in one wonderful sensation of bliss.

She turned her head and met Sora’s lips with hers, tangling her fingers in the unruly spikes of his dark hair. She raised one knee in the air to give Riku better access, moaning into her kiss as Riku continued to work his kisses and tongue into her. She could feel her own breaths becoming heavier, deeper, as her pleasure increased, fogging her head like a strong drink. They could have her now, any way they pleased. She trusted them with her.

Riku continued his trail of kisses up Kairi’s body as he positioned himself over her. He kissed up her neck and nibbled the lobe of one of her ears, the one Sora wasn’t already occupied with. Then he let go and put his mouth to hers. Her lips overlapped his fervently, their tongues immediately becoming tangled. Riku reached down with one hand, the other holding him up, fumbling with the zipper of his pants. Kairi reared up her legs to assist, pushing his jeans down with her feet. She leaned up and kissed him again, feeling his eager tip against the folds of her center.

He pushed in, gently, inserting only a few inches. Kairi gasped, arching her back and leaning her head back to face Sora upside-down; she kissed him hard, biting back the soft pain. It subsided, and Kairi sat back up to face Riku, giving him her full attention. He pressed in again, slowly pushing to the hilt. Kairi yelped, leaning up to kiss him instead of turning away from him. It was important that she give him all of her; this wasn’t just her moment. It was a defining time for her boys, as well.

She leaned back into Sora’s arms again, resting her head against his chest, staring up into Riku’s green eyes as he slowly worked into a stumbling rhythm. The last of the dull pain faded with each roll of their hips, and inside her she felt that fiery sensation again, as if somebody was slowly stoking an ember to flame.

“Riku…” she breathed, completely enraptured in his hold, his touch, his breath. Memories cut through the fog of her mind as he filled her: how she and Sora had almost lost Riku to the darkness, how he had still saved them both on more than one count. She thought of their lives before any of their adventures had started at all, how Riku had always been their to take care of them; to take care of her, to make things alright when no one else could. How she loved him. More than she could ever say.

“Riku…” she said again, louder this time. She bucked her hips rhythmically against his, his thrusts increasing, intensifying. Kairi’s breaths slowly grew to pants, then moans, as soft as the afternoon sunlight pouring through the window. The fire inside her was growing so that she felt it might be too much. It was more than she ever imagined.

“Kairi…” Riku panted, his eyes closed in a mix of passion and concentration. He stopped thrusting abruptly, his breathing shallow and excited. He pulled away from her after a moment of motionlessness.

“I don’t wanna-” he stuttered, his voice still dazed. “You know…”

Kairi nodded, smiling at his awkwardness. She sat up on her knees and kissed him again, deeply. Then she turned to face Sora, who was still sitting patiently at the top of the bed, leaning against the headboard. He smiled as they made eye contact. She crawled towards him on hands and knees, positioning herself over him and leaning in for a kiss. He kissed back eagerly, his patience waning. She leaned back to let him pull of his shirt, revealing his smooth tan body. Like Riku, his adventures had toned him up. She leaned back in to kiss him again, pressing her lips all over his bare skin. She wiggled her hips sexily, knowing Riku was still sitting at the foot of the bed, and immediately she felt the older boy’s hands on her ass, groping and toying.

She trailed kissed up Sora’s neck and onto his neck, feeling him squirm satisfyingly under her. She bit down hard in surprise, making Sora moan in pleasure, when she felt Riku slip inside of her again, working up a rhythm once again. It felt divine, too good for her to want to stop it, so she began kissing down Sora’s torso once more, thinking of something else she could do for the younger boy while he waited so patiently.

She kissed down to his bellybutton, then lower still, undoing his shorts and sliding them down to his ankles, leaving his stiff erection pointing up at her face. She looked up and met Sora’s eyes, her lips hovering just above the head of his penis. His eyes were round saucers, barely able to believe what he was seeing, what was about to happen. He moaned and shuddered as Kairi put her lips around the tip of him, sucking hard, her tongue flicking in unpracticed motions.

Kairi had no experience with fellatio, but she found that a rhythm had already been set for her. She lowered her head down Sora’s shaft with every thrust from behind her, creating a sort of see-saw motion between the three of them. She gripped the bottom of his length, whatever wouldn’t fit in her mouth. Sora’s eyes were shut and his back was arched, his fingers running through tresses of Kairi’s hair, further fueling her lust. She looked up from her ministrations, pleased to see him so pleased. He shouldn’t have to wait any longer.

Kairi released Sora from her mouth, pulling her hips away from Riku and sitting up. She scooted forward and straddled Sora’s lap, feeling his length pressed between them. She rose for a moment, and then lowered herself, feeling the now familiar sensation of warm fullness as Sora sunk in to the hilt.

She sighed and leaned in, eyes half-closed, feeling for Sora’s lips with hers. She found his lips and kissed them zealously, tasting his breath. She had waited so long for this. Every day she had spent with him, every sunset they had watched together at the end of the dock. It had all been leading towards this moment. She reached up and tangled her fingers in his messy hair.

“Sora…” she muttered between kisses. “Sora, I-” she didn’t finish, only moaned. Sora leaned into her neck and began nipping the sensitive skin, moving down to her breasts as she continued to rock in his lap. Kairi arched and leaned back, feeling the heated fullness more so than she had before, already so sensitive after the first time. She reached behind her as she leaned back and felt the soft silver of Riku’s hair, pulling him in for a deep soul kiss as she rolled her hips against Sora’s. Every sensation was perfect it. Everything was bliss, and she felt as if she might be lost in it forever.

Then it all reached some incomprehensible peak for her, and she trembled, tightening hard against Sora and moaning loudly into Riku. The older boy held her up as she lay between them, her head misty and heart thudding.

“Let me up,” Kairi mumbled, leaning up into Sora’s arms. She gave him one more kiss before pulling away from him, feeling a wistful emptiness as they separated. She backed up and kneeled between Sora’s legs for a short moment. She leaned down and took him into her mouth again, pressing down as far as her gag reflex would allow, his head in her throat. She could taste herself on him, the faint yet strong aftertaste of her shaking passion. She heard Sora moan audibly as she pressed him down her throat. Finally, before she reached her absolute limit, she pulled off of him, smiling up at him mischievously for a moment before turning away from him.

She got down on hands and knees before Riku, wasting no time now in grabbing hold of his rod and putting her lips over it.

KAIri…” Riku exclaimed at her sudden advance, quickly relaxing and rocking his hips into a synchronized motion with her. Kairi moaned in response, her voice cracking as well as she felt Sora push into her, still slick with her own saliva. Once again, the three of them worked into a thee part circular motion, all of them a little faster now, each panting breath a little huffier, as they all neared the climax of their consummation.

Riku was the first, pumping into Kairi’s clasped hand and pursed lips with increasing speed and fervor, a single muscular arm raised and braced against the slanted ceiling to hold himself, the other grasped into a tangle of deep red locks. She felt his length tighten in her mouth, his motions becoming jerking and less rhythmic as he spilled his seed onto her tongue. Kairi let it fill her mouth, enjoying the milky heat momentarily, before swallowing it all in a single large gulp. She continued sucking the tip, lapping up any she had missed. Riku fell back onto the mattress as soon as she released him, entirely spent.

Kairi felt her own orgasm approaching, yet again. She rocked her hips back against Sora as he thrust into her, his breathing ragged and excited. She moaned loudly, this one the strongest yet.

“I-” Sora stuttered from behind her, “I’m gonna…”

“Not yet,” Kairi pleaded, at the very edge of her cliff. “Don’t stop. More…”

Sora didn’t reply, only continued to thrust into her. Kairi’s moans methodically grew into cries of pleasure, and suddenly she felt herself trembling again, falling over the cliff once more into a sea of bliss.

Kairi pulled her hips away from Sora’s, flipping over quickly and sliding up the mattress so that he was straddled over her stomach. She reached up and grabbed his throbbing center, moving her hand swiftly and methodically. Sora thrust in rhythm for a few moments before stopping and shuddering as Riku had, spurting forth several shots of hot semen. Kairi leaned her head back, letting it spray her all over her neck and breasts, still heaving with the tremors of orgasm.

She fell back against the warmth of Riku’s body, the sunlight falling through the window and warming her skin. She felt Sora collapse in exhaustion, curling up at her legs. Kairi closed her eyes, her mind now dark as well as hazy. They all would have to return to school tomorrow. There was still a lot that the three of them had to talk about. They couldn’t just pretend that nothing had happened, over their three day weekend together. But it all seemed so far away at the moment. All that mattered was that she felt Riku against her shoulders and Sora at her feet. All that mattered was that she felt complete with the two of them.

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I hope you've enjoyed the first chapter of my new project. this will by and large be a 'secondary story,' pretty much meaning that my other ones will have a higher priority, and I'll be updating this one whenever. Update speed, then, will pretty much depend on how much demand there is >_>

But either way, please let me know what you think! There's a lot more to come for this one, as you can see be all the eventual tags. Read, rate, review, and enjoy!