It shouldn't have happened, but it did. LeonxSora, both POVs

Crackfic done at 1AM. One of my favorite pairings. Forgie spelling/grammar errors? :D

There's really like no plot at all, just something I wanted to write lol R&R

I own nothing.

He shouldn't be here. This shouldn't be happening. But it is, and I can't say I'm feeling much regret anymore. Not when he arches his back like that, pressing impossibly closer to me. Not when he moans my name like that; so wanton and guttural.

"Ah! L-Leon..."

Jesus. His moans sends a jolt of excitement straight to my hard member. I drink in the sounds of his pleasure, thrusting into him at a languid pace. I knew he would like it slow, loving, sweet. He's a sweet boy after all. So young and beautiful. So innocent.

Well he was innocent once. But I've tainted that. With my feverish kisses, touches, licks all over his quivering body. No, little Sora is innocent no more. And I know I'm going to feel terrible about it later.

But he asked for this; coming to my door in the middle of the night, a devious little smile on his face. Somehow he knew. Knew that I was desperate to fuck him. I thought I hid it pretty well, but obviously not. He hadn't wasted anytime getting to the point, kissing me as soon as he was in the room.

I'm still shocked this is happening, even as we both near orgasm. I begin a faster pace, not able to stand the slow shallow rocking any longer. Sora doesn't object, straining to lift his hips to meet my thrusts. One hand clenches the sheets, his knuckles turning white while the other fists his erection angrily. He keeps moaning incomprehensible words, but it all sounds wonderful to me. I pound his prostate over and over again until finally, with a pained cry he releases against his stomach.

"Fuck." I groan as Sora begins clenching impossibly tighter. I'm sure it wont be much longer before I come as well. He's riding out the waves of his orgasm, eyes shut tightly, hands still griping the sheets. And then he looks up at me with the fondest expression on his face. And I was undone, giving a hoarse shout as I came inside of him.

It takes a moment to catch my breath, but I pull out and lie next to him, unable to look at him, but he can't seem to keep his eyes off of me.

"Leon? I think I might… I think I might love you." I don't breath for a moment. I pray he doesn't ask me how I feel about him. I'd hate to lie to him.

So I don't say anything.

It's quiet now.