Riku gasped as he felt his master's hands caress his body. Leaning into the soft touches, the silver haired doll let himself moan. Sora smirked as continued his almost tortuous touches, focusing mostly on the doll's thighs. "Riku, I want you on your hands and knees." The brunette commanded, ceasing his teasing action. Sora slowly picked himself up, moving to one side of the bed. "Mm, yes master." The silver haired doll whimpered, rolling over and onto his hands and knees. "Good doll." The brunette teased, smacking the pale ass of his lover. Riku winced as painful waves of pleasure knotted his stomach. Feeling his doll stiffen under his touch, Sora looked down at the frown marring his pale doll's creamy white skin.
Clicking open the bottle of lube, the brunette slicked a finger with a copious amount of gel. Steeling himself, Sora slipped the coated finger into the doll's entrance, probing around for the button. Not feeling anything remotely like a button or anything close to it, the brunette added a second finger. Riku gasped and fell forward, keeping his hips raised to help his master in the search. The silver haired doll hadn't felt anything more painful or pleasurable before and trembled before he could control his emotions. "Riku, I can stop if you want." Sora offered, taking pity on the writhing doll, who had half collapsed from obvious pain. "No." Riku mumbled, struggling to hoist himself up on his weak arms. "You can stay there, baby." Sora comforted, rubbing one of the doll's cheeks with his free hand. Continuing the slow and exploring pace of his fingers, the brunette brushed up against something. Riku's head snapped up, shocked. "M-master!" The doll moaned, pushing his tight entrance back onto the fingers. Sora grabbed one of the doll's hips to steady him with his free hand and shoved his fingers deeper into the doll. His fingers slid against the button and he forced his digits in deeper, barely managing to click the button. Riku let a fierce moan escape from his lips, his vision spiking and his cock twitching. "Riku." Sora groaned and pulled his fingers out, looking down at the arousing sight of his writhing lover, quivering and trembling in obvious pleasure. The silver haired doll moaned again as an unfamiliar heat pooled in his stomach. Flipping over onto his back, the doll shivered, tangling his hands in the crumpled sheets. Breathing heavily, Riku locked eyes with his master, moaning at the heated gaze gracing his lover's face. With a sharp shriek of pleasure, the silver haired doll came all over his stomach, his face and his master's chest. Sora took in the sight of his doll's first orgasm, mentally taking pictures of the lusty doll covered in his own cum.
Riku couldn't handle it, the pleasure he felt when making love to his master the day before was nothing compared to what he felt right now. Out of breath, slightly sweaty and covered in a thick viscous liquid, Riku felt complete. Sora leant over his nearly hyperventilating lover, he brought his lips down to kiss the silver haired doll. Exhausted, Riku could only just cope with kissing softly back. "Was it good? Should we take some pictures to remember your first orgasm?" Sora teased, placing feather light kisses along the silver haired boy's neck. "If you want." Riku breathed, leaning into the soft mouth, encouraging the brunette to suck on the sensitive skin. "I don't even want to leave your side for a minute." The brunette confessed, trailing his finger tips along the doll's stomach, nuzzling his neck. "As long as you don't make me wear clothes, I'll stay right here." Riku replied, his chest clenching. "You're so perfect, it's like you were made for me." Sora murmured, continuing to trace his fingers on the soft skin of his lover. Riku was silent, save for the slight smooch noise as he kissed his master's forehead.
Sora grew tired of the silence, licking along Riku's neck. Soft breaths and moans rose out of the doll's parted lips. The brunette suddenly bit the smooth skin, satisfying an urge he had since he had first laid eyes on the doll. Riku moaned in surprise, though he became hard at the thought of his master's teeth sinking into his synthetic flesh again. Sora noticed the new erection of his doll and kissed his way down to the hardening cock. Reaching the doll's now weeping cock, Sora kissed the tip of the member, giving it a quick swipe of his tongue. Riku whined as he felt the fleeting sensation of his master's wet tongue flick across the head of his cock before slipping back into his mouth where it lay. Sora smiled as he heard the breathy whines of the doll before he descended his mouth onto the erection, managing to deep throat it. Riku, in his impatience, thrust his hips upwards, causing Sora's gag reflex to tighten around the thick cock. The brunette panicked as he began to choke on Riku's erection when he started breathing through his nose. Relaxed, his throat opened up again allowing the brunette to continue sucking the cock down his throat. Riku suppressed the urge to roll his hips, not wanting to choke his master. Letting the doll's member slid back up his throat and out his mouth, the brunette nipped fondly at the head of the doll's erection. Riku's ear splitting moan sounded, filling the air with small pants and moans as he came down in the brunette's hot and wet cavern of a mouth. Surprised, Sora swallowed the sweet tasting liquid, licking his lips.
Pulling back from the dwindling member of the silver haired doll, Sora licked his lips again. "You taste like paopu fruit, Riku." The brunette exclaimed. Cocking an eyebrow, the silver haired doll stared questioningly at his master. "It's this legendary fruit, you're supposed to share it with the person you want to be with forever." Sora explained. Riku's face fell into a state of despair and anger, his mouth set in a harsh line. "So, who did you share this paopu with?" The doll asked, sulking. Sora laughed at his lover's jealousy. "I bought one and ate it myself. It tastes like pineapples and passionfruit." He murmured, amused at the doll's reaction. Riku smiled, a blush crossing his cheeks, slightly embarrassed at his anger. "That's good." The doll murmured, relaxing. Sora winked at the tired doll lying underneath him. "Do you wanna share a paopu fruit with me, Riku?" He asked, tauntingly. Riku glanced at his master, his cheeks reddening brightly at the question. "Riku?" The brunette called, waving a hand in front of the doll's face. "I'll share one with you when I'm human." The silver haired doll responded. "Ouch, Riku. That's cruel." Sora whined, clutching his heart in mock pain. "You'll get over it."