THIS CHAPTER IS M-RATED for a Sora+Kairi+Riku sammich scene and is not for people who dislike boys kissing boys (or boys kissing girls—I'm lookin' at you, crazy foaming fangirl with the YAOI paddle stashed in her sock drawer). I think it's a stronger piece of writing with the smut implied rather than shoved right in your face, but the Fans Have Spoken, so in it goes.

Also there is the totally unsubtle implication that Tifa is bonking Cloud. If the thought of these two individuals having sex offends you to the very core of your being, pry your sticky fingers off the mouse and go get a life, because they're made of polygons and don't exist. Thank you.

Riku's head swirled with a mix of nervousness and hungry anticipation so well blended he could barely tell which it was that caused all his muscles to tense and his breathing to shudder ever-so-slighty in its rhythm. After a little bit of fumbling he undid the clasp of Kairi's bra, and she held the cups slack against her breasts for a few moments before sliding them off and turning to face the boys. They'd both seen her naked before, bathing together as children in the little pool under the falls, but it was never like this. The sharp angles and planes of the little girl they had known rounded into delicious new curves.

Riku reached up to cup one of her breasts in his hand and traced a spiral around her nipple with his thumb. She smiled as the nub hardened immediately and brought her mouth within a hairsbreadth of his only to brush past it, teasing, to climb over his legs and position herself in the middle. Her third kiss went to Sora instead, who happily devoured it. Now that was unfair. Riku took what she'd snatched away by looping his arm between her breasts and pulling her to her back to him. She didn't resist. He unzipped her skirt and she kicked it off along with her panties and socks over the side of the bed.

"How come I'm the only one who's naked?" she asked pointedly, fingering Sora's belt buckle. Sora and Riku both laughed and their clothes fluttered down to join Kairi's in the pile beside the bed. Two pairs of arms twined around Kairi's trim body, Riku's generously muscled and Sora's slender and wiry. Kairi tasted one mouth, then the other, back and forth, never settling, keeping them both ravenous for more. Riku's hands caressed every inch of soft skin he could reach until his hand encountered Sora's. The brunette ran his fingers up Riku's arm and down his back, coming to rest on one taut cheek. He untangled his tongue from Kairi's, raised himself on one arm, and pulled Riku up to a sitting position. Their torsos formed a pyramid over Kairi, who nibbled on the end of her finger and watched them lock lips with rapt attention. Kissing Kairi was good, but kissing Sora had the added thrill of being a little dirty, a little wrong.

By now he was hard and ready for something more than kissing. He let his mouth drop away from Sora's and bent over Kairi, testing the slit between her legs to see if she was ready for him. His fingertips came away slippery. "Kairi, I want you…" Riku whispered.

"I'm sorry, Riku, but…no. Not tonight. We don't have any condoms. Later, I promise," she said apologetically, stroking his face.

"That's okay. I can think of something else," said Sora, grinning impishly, and hooked his arm around Riku's chest to pull him around Kairi. She turned on her side to nestle against Riku's neck, her head pillowed on his toned shoulder, the inside of her thigh pressed against the outside of his. Her right hand slid down over the slick lips to play with herself, unwilling to wait for release.

While not wholly unexpected, what Sora did next made Riku feel very, very strange. It felt good, most definitely, but also strange. Sora wiggled down nearer the foot of the bed until his head was even with Riku's hips, and, wrapping his hands around Riku's legs, he lowered his mouth slowly onto the tip of his cock. It took some time for Sora to find the right technique to make Riku squirm, but once he did it took his breath away. A part of him was repulsed by the thought, another part ecstatic. He almost, almost told Sora to stop, but even though his mind was divided, his body no such reservations. It drank in the wet caresses of Sora's tongue, his hot breath, the feeling of his lips closing around the shaft.

Finally, he gave in. He wanted this—to hell with propriety. He buried his hand in the tufts of Sora's hair and thrust in and out as deeply as he would let him go. At his side he could feel every tremor of Kairi's body as her pleasure crested in waves that amplified his own, echoing between them until it was so intense it tore a cry from his throat. A few more seconds and he came hard in Sora's mouth. He swallowed it and then wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

"Mmm…I want something inside of me," Kairi said. Sora was in the best position to oblige, and he moved closer to her so he could slide in first one finger, then two, between her legs. She guided him with panted words, with low moans, with the clenching of the sheet of muscle in her belly. Riku continued to hold her close, breathing in the faint berry scent of her hair and toying with her breast, lightly fuzzed and yielding like a perfect peach. Her fingernails dug pink crescents into the skin of his bicep as she neared her climax. She gave in quietly, gasping a little, but her whole body shook with the electric force of it. Something warm and wet trickled down Kairi's hand onto his side. Riku hadn't even known until now girls could do that. She flipped on her back, eyes shut, hands pressed to her belly, a dreamy smile on her face.

After half a minute or so pushed herself up and leaned back against the headboard. "Best for last, Sora, com'mere."

"No…I'll do it," said Riku, getting up.

Sora laughed. "I wouldn't mind going around twice. Just to be fair and all."

"Well, aren't you a horny little—" Riku started.

"SHHH!" said Kairi, who hastily clapped her hand over Riku's mouth. "I think I hear somebody!" Two voices were indeed leaking through the thin walls, a man and a woman. All three of them stopped to listen.

"Tifa took that room," whispered Sora, mortified. "What if she hears us?"

Riku pulled Kairi's hand from his face. "I don't think she's going to notice," he observed dryly, for a low, rhythmic pounding had begun against the adjoining wall, peppered with little shrieks of female laughter.

Kairi was trying desperately to keep a giggle locked behind her teeth, and failing. She took a few deep breaths, then pulled Sora down on top of her and wrapped her arms around his chest. "They can have their fun. We can have ours."

"Okay," he said, smiling, and wiggled down until he was comfortable.

Riku couldn't quite bring himself to put the intimate parts of Sora's anatomy in his mouth, at least not yet, and so returned the favor with his right hand. Judging by his reaction to Riku's touch, Sora didn't seem to mind. He couldn't stay still, his toes pushing back and forth over the sheets and his arms curling around Kairi's thighs. Sora's enthusiasm was infectious; making his friend's face crinkle up like brought a smile to his own. By the end he had given up trying to stifle his moans of pleasure, and Riku worked his fingers around the tip a little harder, a little faster. Shuddering a little in Kairi's arms, creamy white arced out from inside Riku's cupped hand onto his belly, and Sora finally relaxed.

"You were really…vocal, Sora," said Kairi. "Does that mean he did good?"

"Um-hum..hmm…heh," he giggled, a vapid smile on his lips.

Riku crawled up to the top of the bed and kissed Kairi then Sora on the cheek. "I'm ready to play again as soon as you are."

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Sora had ended up in the middle when all had finally had their fill, with Riku and Kairi's arms flung arms across him and their fingers loosely interwoven over his breastbone. Despite all the sleep he'd had that day, he could feel himself drifting off, and beside him Sora yawned. "I don't have to go back to my own room, do I?" he asked Riku sleepily. "I like your bed better. It has a 'you' in it."

Riku chuckled into the pillow. "No. Both of you can stay."

"Good. I wouldn't get up anyway. Too comfy," Kairi said, and snuggle deeper under the blankets.

Riku felt truly happy for the first time in days, basking in the warm honey glow their exertion had left behind. This first time had been far from perfect: at times uncomfortable, awkward, sticky, or all three. It wasn't exactly what he'd expected, but neither was it disappointing. Lying there with them now was immensely satisfying, and not only in the basest, most physical sense. How many other people on any world could boast of a bond as deep as the one the three of them shared? He and Sora had both willingly given their lives to protect it, neither knowing if they would be allowed to return. Kairi had never been so harshly tested, and he hoped with all his heart she never would be, but if the time came he had no doubt what she would choose.

"Was this what love felt like?" he wondered to himself, but his eyes fluttered closed before he could come up with an answer.

Please don't write me any irate emails about how "women don't squirt when the come, smutfic n00b!" Some girls do, if you tickle their G-spots enough. STFU, disbelievers. It's quite possible…I've done it.

And I just wrote pages and pages of videogame characters having sex with each other, currently the intellectual property of Disney Corporation, no less. I feel unclean. UNCLEAN.