A/N: This is the third chapter and most likely one of the last posts on this story for a while as it's the last of what I have written and must write more. There are some gay scenes in here, so just be warned.
R&R please, enjoy.
Sora POV
My butt hit the counter when he pushed me back. He stared deep into my eyes, his firing back the lust I knew to be burning in mine.
He lowered his head and gently kissed my lips, the tenderness at odds with the roughness of his hands as he held my hips in place.
His hands glided under my shirt and ran up my back, pushing my shirt up. His mouth left my lips and continued down my neck to the small hallow there. He pressed a kiss there.
I gasped and pressed closer to him as he bit at my tender flesh. My hard cock ground into his as he sucked at the fresh bite.
"Riku! Oh god," he ran his hands down my body, lightly touching my every weak spot, gripped my upper thighs and lifted me up onto the counter. He sat me on the very edge and pulled my legs up around his hips. This put my cock right against his as he thrust gently against me.
His mouth found mine again as he reached between us and rubbed me. I jerked into his hand and moaned deeply.
I had never felt like this with Kairi, I think that was mostly because she could never hold me this strongly and leave me powerless to do anything but moan and cry out.
His hand touched my zipper and jean snap. I pulled back and looked him in his blue eyes. They were beautiful. I never got tired of staring into them. Even when we were in school together, he would stare at me and I would stare back, for at that moment, I never felt alone. Just being with him made me feel better.
"Riku, I don't think I'm ready for this." I felt really bad about this, about doing this to him and then just leaving him. "I-I miss Kairi. I don't want to use you this way. And I know that I would be. Please, don't be mad at me for this."
"I could never be mad at you. I understand, I really do." he said as he placed a small kiss against my lips and turned and left the kitchen.
Riku POV
I can't say that I'm not disappointed, but I can say that I understand his reason. But that doesn't change the fact that I now have a raging hard-on that isn't going to go away on its own. Fuck.
After I kissed him, I just went to bed. I couldn't be around him right now, I wanted him too much.
So, now, here I lay on my bed in my bedroom across the hall from his, jacking off as quietly as I could, groaning his name. The orgasm was quick and not very satisfying. It wasn't him; he wasn't here with me to make it better.
I cleaned up quickly, not really all that worried about anything being left, as I had to wash everything tomorrow.
It was almost noon when the door opened and Sora poked his head into my room. "Are you going?"
"Going where?" I was still slightly sleepy; I had only woken up about ten minutes ago.
"Um, your place?"
"Oh, yeah, just let me get ready and we can go." I answered quickly, hoping he would leave.
"Okay, I'll be in the living room." the door closed quietly.
I pulled my shirt over my head and threw on a clean one, just a simple black shirt. I grabbed my black leather jacket from the back of the chair and turned off the light before I left the safety of my room.
Sora was sitting on the couch and watching TV with the volume muted. It was some stupid show on cupcakes and people running around trying to win some prize, I think.
"Sora," my voice must have startled him because he jumped slightly when it reached his ears. "I'm ready, let's go."
He stood up and walked out the front door and to the passenger side of my car.
The drive was short, maybe ten minutes, and silent. This was odd because Sora never shuts up.
When we pulled up in front of my apartment complex, he got out quietly and walked behind me to my apartment.
Once inside, I quickly packed more clothes and grabbed the coffee maker. I set both on the table by the door and looked over to where Sora stood in the living room.
He wasn't doing anything that I could see, so I walked up to him. I know he said he wants ready, but I'm going to assume that he meant he wasn't ready for sex. I wrapped my arms around him from behind and laid my head on his shoulder. I can't say I wasn't shocked when his head fell back onto my shoulder.
"What's wrong, Sora?"
"It's nothing. Really, I was just thinking and I didn't want to be in your way." his voice was soft, as if he didn't want to disturb the peace that seemed to be floating around us.
"You're almost never in my way, Sora." I turned my head and gently pressed a kiss to his pulse. It jumped beneath my lips, causing me to smile at the fact that I can affect him that much.
He sank into my arms more as he seemed to melt at that one tender touch. I kissed him again, still gentle. His hand came up and ran itself into my silver hair, fisting slightly and pulled tightly, causing a groan to push its way out of my throat.
"I know you said you aren't ready for this, I'm hoping you only meant sex and not a relationship. I don't want to rush you. I really don't." my arms tightened around him, pulling him closer to my body.
"Riku," he purred my name and ground back against me, rubbing his sexy ass into my hard-on. "I don't want just sex from you, I don't care what my body says, I'm not ready. But that doesn't mean I don't want you around. Ah!"
He stopped talking and moaned loudly when I bit down on his jumping pulse, pushing back into my body harder, trying to find some kind of release, no matter how small.
"Sora," I said in warning as he had pulled my hair while he lost himself in the pleasure of rocking back into me.
Starting to feel just as frustrated as Sora, I quickly turned him to face me and sank down on the sofa. It didn't take much talking to get him to straddle my lap and start kissing me. I wrapped my hands around his hips and pulled down while I thrust upward, effectively grinding my cock into his. He seemed to like this if how he moaned was anyway to tell.
"Riku! God, that was great! Do it again! Please!" Sora cried as he ground into my hips harder.
Running my lips down his neck, I bit into his collar bone. His hands fisted my hair, pulling tightly and hard. Sora threw his head back as I ran my hands down his sides.
"Ah!" Sora called, pushing away from me and falling off my lap to the floor, hitting his head on the coffee table in the process.
"Umm, Sora? Are you okay?" I didn't get a reply.
"Hello? Now I'm not him. No, I'm at Riku's. I can be." Sora said into his cell phone as he sat up from the floor by my couch.
"Who are you talking to, Sora?" I asked as he listened to the small voice I couldn't really hear. He mouthed Roxas's name as he continued to listen.
"Yeah, okay. When will you be there? Sweet, see you guys then. Bye." he hit the end button like 27 times before putting the phone back in his jean pocket. "Roxas and Axel are coming over to my house. They knew something."
"Okay, let's go" I said, standing up from the couch and walking to get my keys and stuff from by the door.
