Here's SeiferxRiku thanks to me having some skeleton plushies I realized the perfect reason for them to get into a lovers fight. Real fight. In order to let my readers read this. My friend loved it...
Ha I guess since we made this our shared account we should get her a user name on here. So I guess I'm Vira.
I glared at Riku. This has to stop. We've been a couple for two years and have lived together for five months. I can handle this guy most of the time. I don't even kill him when he goes on about Sora. No, I'm fucking nice to the bastard.
But this...
has got to go.
"You have to get rid of them." I growled pointing at his plushies that filled our room. I glared at the lifeless dolls willing them to die.
"They're skeleplushies!" Riku retorted hugging a pirate, skeleton, owl doll. Sure they were cute but I've had enough. I turned to my boyfriend with a twitching eyebrow.
"You wanted them in bed with us while we fuck, I'm not cleaning them." I informed him with crossed arms and faced his cute scowl, begging my will to remain strong under his cute expression.
"But they remind me of Sora..." Riku muttered making my eyes widen as I punched him. We make it a rule not to talk about our exes like that. I punched him in the face and rubbed my red knuckles. He just broke the biggest rule and now it's time for him to get punished.
"Don't talk about that brat." I growled shoving the couch to the side so I could get some more room if I needed to kill the son of a bitch.
"It's not what you think! Sora was too cute to fuck with... even though... but uh... he could, like really well." Riku said nervously as he scratched the back of his head.
I lunged for him.
My anger fill me to the brim. It's time to kill my boyfriend. He's lived for too long anyway. I might as well get this over with and kill him. Riku made a break for the kitchen while I ran for the other entrance. Only the kitchen table stood in the way of Riku and my fists. I'm going to kill him, I really am.
"Do you have any last words or regrets?" I asked softly, my voice full of evil desires and silent threats. I will strap him to a chair and burn each plushie, one by one. The fucktard needs to die.
Riku glared at me. I could tell he was pissed off at me. He actually thinks that I'm going too far.
"The plushies remind me of Sora... and I just want the bitch to know what he missed." Riku mumbled seemingly upset. I wasn't sure if he was faking or being serious. Taking a leap of faith, I decided to believe him. We headed to Sora's usual place to hang out wearing only shorts exposing our chests. Riku will get rid of the plushies if I can make Sora want him.
That means that I'm bottom. Fuck. Sora was training with Hayner, having fun being single. I layed down on one of the benches watching as Riku greeted Sora tracing circles on my chest. The brunette watched Riku's hand with interest.
It felt good but I wound up shivering when he traced the area around my dick, my pants barely covering that area. That's when I realized that Riku was publicly molesting me. When he leaned his mouth down to my crotch and began to unzip my pants, I quickly got up with a huge blush on my face. Luckily Sora was already running over whining at Riku. My boyfriend turned to me and we exchanged smirks. It doesn't matter if Sora likes him because Riku's mine.
I guess I don't mind Sora or the plushies watching us fuck anymore.