I'm sure they're plenty of better fics out there that have this same theme, but thanks for clicking on it if ya did. XD Roxas is in Sora, but he is still aware of things, and can think for himself, though he has almost no control.
Pairings: Past Akuroku, present Soriku.
Disclaimer: Nope. Sorry, do not own Kingdom Hearts. Don't even own a PSP so I can play Birth By Sleep. YET.
WARNING: BOYXBOY. Rate High T for sexual themes.
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…Roxas felt lips press against Sora's softly…
Roxas wanted to push away immediately, but fingers disobeyed his wish, wrapping around the silvery-white locks securely…
…Riku's hands tightly held onto the brunet's hips, rubbing circles into them with his thumbs…
…Roxas wanted to yank them off, but Sora pressed his body closer against the other teen…
…A tongue began to enter his mouth…
Sora felt like he was flying, Roxas felt like he was about to vomit.
…The tongue whirled inside his mouth, navigating each tooth and gum before gently wrapping around the other pink muscle in front of him…
Sora's mouth replied by playing with the visitor, Roxas wanted his mouth to bite the intruding tongue and make it bleed…
…Once the tongue exited Sora's mouth, it began to trail down his neck, sucking and licking…
Sora gasped out a mewl, Roxas wanted to yell out a shriek…
Roxas wanted…
…Sora began to curiously unzip Riku's vest…
Roxas wanted…
…Riku nimbly unbuttoned the brunet's pants…
Roxas wanted…
…Sora stroked every piece of skin he could reach…
Roxas wanted…
…The two bare bodies pressed against each other, touching, kissing…
Roxas then realized that no matter what he wanted…
A low whisper could be heard in the dark. A question.
"Are you sure?"
…It would never happen.
A low whisper answered.
"Yes."
That's when Roxas decided, if he couldn't stop, he could pretend.
"It'll hurt…"
Roxas could pretend it was a long, smooth and articulate hand that was brushing away his bangs…
"I don't mind."
Roxas could pretend that he was threading his fingers through soft red spikes…
"Alright…"
"I'm ready, Riku."
Roxas could pretend that the body pressing against his own was pale, tall, and thin, almost ethereal…
"Your so beautiful, Sora…"
Roxas could pretend that the voice that was whispering sweet nothings into his ear was deeper, rougher…
…Riku stared down into Sora's eyes…
Roxas could pretend that the aquamarine eyes he could see were blazing emerald…
"Oh Gods…"
Instead of feeling violated, Roxas could pretend he was feeling adored…
"Sora!"
Instead of feeling like he was being raped…
"Ah, ah…!"
Roxas could pretend he was being loved.
"RIKU!"
AXEL!
"Riku, Riku, Riku…"
Axel, Axel, Axel…
…While Sora slumbered in the arms of the one he loved…
"I am left here.
Cold.
Alone.
Nothing left…
…But make believe."
THE END