wow. first thing i've posted in quite some time, no? well it's weird, you'll be glad to know.
and one of my favorite crack pairings, aerith/riku.
it's kind of inspired by 'these things' by she wants revenge. i dunno.
You never thought, when you met her, that there was anything more than those pretty green eyes (that could read your mind) and that pretty little smile (that could thaw even your hardened heart). She looked at you the way a lost puppy looks at the little boy that picks her up and takes her home. She looked at you like some kind of savior. And you ate it all up. You were hoodwinked, my friend.
-x-x-x-
She growls and grits her teeth and tells you she loves you. You imagine her plunging her fist through your ribcage and ripping out your soul, only to nonchalantly toss it over her shoulder afterwards. It lands on the floor, among her handcuffs and discarded clothing. You shiver, clinging to her like she's all you have in this world (because she's manipulated you into thinking so). You cringe when she pulls your hair, but at least you know she loves you, in some savagely vicious way. It's killing you, but you live with it.
-x-x-x-
Before things got like this, she was your little angel and her soft, staccato kisses made you wish the world was a better place. She was perfect and it was almost like she completed you… She told you she thought it was cute when you muttered her name in your sleep, and how were you supposed to know she had some kind of infatuation with that? You were in no position to predict that—
-x-x-x-
She'd turn into some kind of sadomasochistic dominatrix queen. She handcuffs you and shoves you facedown onto the mattress. You feel her stiletto heel pressing into the small of your back, and you feel her hot breath in your ear (damn, she must be flexible), whispering, "Say my name like you love me, babe." You do, over and over and over, until you can't even hear your own voice anymore. There's just that stabbing pain in your back and that cold metal locked around your wrists. She twirls your hair around her fingers and giggles like she couldn't be happier. This is demeaning and humiliating and you shudder to think that she's getting some type of satisfaction from it, but you know she'll hurt you if you protest.
-x-x-x-
In the beginning, you were certain she was the girl for you. But now she's turned you into some kind of sexual bondage prisoner. And now you're being pushed closer and closer to the edge of that proverbial ledge, mirroring this not-so-proverbial ledge. You're still getting closer and closer…
-x-x-x-
Suddenly, the stairway door opens, thrust back with such force that you wouldn't at all be surprised if it flew off its hinges. "Riku!" She's gasping and panting for breath because she obviously ran all the way up those nine flights of stairs just to catch you before you—
You're surprised. "I didn't think you'd come…"
"Don'tjump."
"I have to."
"You jump, I jump."
"This isn't really the time to be quo—"
"I've made up my mind." Her hair billows about her face, unhampered by her usual twisting braid and you can read some kind of resolve in her eyes. You hold out your hand and help her up onto the ledge.
"Are you sure?"
She nods her head and you both direct your gaze toward the busy street below. You pull her close and whisper in her ear, "I love you, no matter what."
"Wake up, babe."
Puzzled, you blink. "What did you—"
-x-x-x-
"Wake up, babe. I'm not finished with you yet." She yanks you up by your hair and her lips crash into yours for a brief second. She pulls away and growls, "Say my name… like youneed me."
And you realize that you do, in some sick, twisted way. "Aerith…"
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