Hello Everybody!
So my fiancé and I live eleven hours apart and don't get to see each other very often. On her last extended visit we started playing the original Kingdom Hearts together, since she had never had the chance to play it for herself. It eased the pain of having to separate again and even now it gives us something to bond over when our conversations are limited to a handful of texts per day. She is the Roxas to my Axel, the Zexion to my Demyx, the Sora to my Riku, and (I happily blame her for this one,) the Ventus to my Lea.
So yes. My first KH fanfiction after over a decade of being a fan. This one's for you, gorgeous. I love you.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, nor any of the characters/locations therein. I do, however, own the story.
"Night"
Lea is in your bed.
Lea is in your bed.
He is naked and panting underneath you, writhing, sweating, gasping, clawing, moaning, hands scrabbling at your back and clinging for all he's worth as he whimpers your name in your ear.
You in turn have to bite at his shoulder to keep from coming right then and there. Him first. You can go so much longer than he can with your "unnatural amount of stamina," as he so aptly puts it.
His hair's not spiked back anymore. It's limp with sweat and splayed all over the pillow behind him and you think it's almost like the flush on his face has burned so hot it's leeched out into the sheets.
He tenses around you, under you, and squeezes his pretty eyes shut. He keens, digs his nails into your skin, arches his back. He comes with a cry, with your name falling from his lips like a prayer, like he's begging you to follow him.
And you do. As you thrust into him one last time before a white-hot explosion behind your eyelids causes you to be blind for several seconds, you memorize his face. You add it to the growing collection of memories made with him, tuck it into the mental file clearly labeled "LOVE." Even seeing stars he's been seared into your vision and can never be scrubbed out.
He lies there breathing like he's run a marathon, you still on top of him, still inside of him. With a nuzzle and a brush of fingertips you roll off and move to his side. He's boneless. Dazed. Completely sated and all smiles and bright green eyes and breathy murmurs of affection. You grin.
He traces down your face with the back of his hands. You catch them, place kisses to his knuckles, to his palms. "I love you," he says. You grin harder and bury your face in his chest – but not before closing the miniscule gap between you and pressing your lips together in a beautifully simple show of utter adoration.
"I love you, too," you whisper back.
Lea hums.
So yeah. If you haven't guessed it by now, this is a Ven/Lea pairing. (If you don't like Ven/Lea you can squint your eyes and pretend it's Isa/Lea if you really, really want to. Personally, I like me some Vea.) It saddens me just how little love this ship actually gets.
I plan to write more of these, so for now just treat this as the first chapter in a series of Vea oneshots, twoshots, and drabbles, each with varying ratings. Thus far, "chapter 2" is already started. Until then, I hope you enjoyed yourself. Peace!
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