Sora, age 16, seemed to be sitting down on the ground playing memory with himself.
Riku, age 17, Sora's best friend, was reading a manga on his bed.
"Riku! I'm going out for a couple of hours, do you want anything?!" his mother called.
"No mom!", Riku answered, continuing to read.
"Will you and Sora be alright while I'm gone?!"
"Yea mom!", he called again.
"You sure!?" she called once more.
Riku grew irritated and shut his book. "Bye mom!!" he barked.
"Bye sweetie! Love you!", she cooed and left.
"Wretched women", Riku muttered silently to himself, sighing.
"You should be nicer to her, Riku. Give her a hug every once in a while or something", Sora continued playing cards.
"Aw, what do you know?" Riku groaned, tossing his pillow at Sora's head.
Sora yelped. "Hey!" he whined, throwing the pillow aside.
"Aw man, Riku what did you do that for?! Now the cards are messed up!"
"So what?!" Riku muttered.
"So what?! Why I outta…" he trailed off.
"You outta, what?" Riku taunted.
"Argh!" Sora jumped on top of his friend, pinning him down.
"Why Sora, I didn't know you like me like this", Riku taunted again.
Sora flushed. "I-I don't!", he protested.
Riku grinned.
"Really?", he flipped Sora over, his face deadly close to his.
"So why are you blushing?", he whispered.
"I-….."
"Just admit it….you like me"
"I--…"
"Just say, Sora"
"I love you!"
Riku blinked a few times, sitting up. I was playing….
"What did you say?" Riku asked.
Sora turned away, face like a tomato.
"Y-You heard…m-me…" he stuttered, turning back to look Riku in the eyes.
Riku blushed slightly. He loves me…!
A small came across Riku's face. In a way….I love him too. More than a friend should…
He then leaned down, planting a longing kiss on Sora's lips.
Sora's eye went wide, though, they lowered until they finally closed; his arms finding its way around Riku's neck,
pulling him in for a deeper kiss.
Riku's hand slid up his shirt, caressing his skin, lifting his shirt slowly up and over his head. Exposing Sora's chest beneath him.
"Riku", Sora started, though he couldn't finish. The sound of Sora's zipper could be heard, soon enough his pants were tossed aside, along with his boxers.
Riku stared hungrily at his "new" lover's body, while Sora lay there blushing madly. Not being used to people seeing him all bare and nude before, unless it was his mother when he was a child.
"Riku", Sora started again.
Though this time, it was Riku whom was taking off his clothes, but Sora helped him with his pants this time.
Both stared at each other, but only for a moment before Riku leaned down and started rubbing Sora's erection. Planting butterfly kisses on his chest.
With a moan Sora gripping the sheets beneath, hips bucking wildly taking Riku off guard.
Riku smirked, taking his groin in his mouth. Lapping his tong around it sensually, moving up and down in a motion for only Sora to enjoy.
"Riku…I can't…hold it…." Sora whined, looking at him hungrily.
Riku's brows furrowed and he released him erection from him mouthy prison and looked at Sora.
"Hold it a bit longer", he whispered, sliding into Sora easily.
Sora arched his back, moaning loudly. "…Riku…!"
Riku started with a slow motion, letting him get used to it first.
"Riku….more…please…." his lover begged, moaning again.
With a nod and a moan of his own, he grinded into him faster, rougher.
"S-Sora…."
"Riku I can't take it….Riku..!" Sora came, arching his back with an audible moan.
Riku came as well, groaning. He slid out, and fell next to Sora, panting.
Sora turned to him, blushing, panting.
Riku lifted his hand and brought it to Sora's face, pulling him into a small kiss.
"I love you, too".