In The Marble Halls Of Althenia
Chapter Ten
Warning: The chapter does contain lemon! Enjoy!
"What?" Riku whispered in disbelief. There was no way that he had heard that correctly. His Lord Uncle Xemnas leading the Blood Elves in their siege of Althenia? There had to be some sort of mistake.
With a look of pity and sorrow, Sora was unable to meet the taller elfkin's eyes. There was just so much to tell Riku about what was happening back in Althenia, he had no idea where to start. Of all the times that he had dreamed of the impossibility of being reunited with Riku, he had never expected this would be the situation it would be in. with a slight sigh, he then turned to Roxas. "I think I'd better go with Riku somewhere and explain everything that has happened in his absence. Will you be alright here, by yourself?"
Axel chose that moment to remind the three elfkin on his presence. "Hey. No need to run off somewhere. We would like to know everything that's going on back in Althenia in case we can help. Anything that you need to talk about can be said in front of Demyx and me," he growled with an infliction of anger in his voice.
Coughing slightly, Riku could feel the crimson stain that rose upon his cheeks so suddenly. After all, the two thaumatarage still did not know his heritage, and it was obvious that it would be a part of this explanation. To be thrown into all of it at once might be too much for them, and cause them to shun him or think less of him or believe him to be a coward. "I think it might be better for me to explain it to you afterwards."
That did not seem to pacify the redhead, but the blond Thaumatarage stepped in and placed a hand on his partner's shoulder. "That's alright. You two go off, catch up. We'll give Roxas a tour and answer any questions that he might have for us." As always, Demyx's broad smile held so much trust in it that one knew that he was being completely sincere.
"Alright, you may need this though," Roxas responded, handing his companion a small brown pouch, and obviously Sora knew what it was because he took it with only a somber smile and nod. No other words passed between the group as an almost awkward silence fell over them.
Wanting to be out of the situation, Riku then turned and began to walk away, Sora following closely behind him. Unsure of where he was actually going to go, the silver haired elfkin first walked over towards where he'd left his bow and quiver for retrieval, knowing that that would be more use to him rather than his sword in the woods around here. "We can go a little down river. There is a small area on the banks that we can talk about things at, as well if you want to get the travel dust off, you can."
"That would be great," Sora beamed, and then fell back into silence as he followed his friend. It was very obvious that to Riku that much must have happened during his absence to change the once exuberant brunet who at one time hated for any moment to be filled with silence. It did not take them long to reach the knoll that the elder elfkin had been thinking of, and as promised, pale sand sloped down slowly, going into the river whose current didn't seem as fierce here. Also present in the forest clearing were several large boulders that seemed to be placed strategically beneath breaks in the forest canopy to let in sun, even at this twilight hour.
Still feeling an awkwardness that never existed between them before, the taller elfkin sat down on one of the large boulders and let out a deep sigh. "So much has happened, hasn't it?" Riku commented, running a hand back through his hair, wondering if it was always going to be this awkward between them now or not. Things definitely would never be the same. Unable to look over at the younger elfkin at the moment, he was caught completely off guard when he felt a pair of arms pull him into a tight embrace, one that was so much different than their earlier hold. Instantly, Riku's arms came up to pull the smaller body tight against him as well, trying to convince himself that was all real and not just a hallucination from the strange plant earlier.
"You have no idea how much I missed you, Riku. When Xemnas told us about what happened, we could hardly believe it. I didn't want to think that you were dead, but I had no choice." Sora's voice was so quiet as he nuzzled his face into the crook of the taller elfkin's neck.
"I'm sorry that I made you worry like that," was the only thing that Riku could manage to say. What else was there to say? "I've always wanted to get a hold of you somehow, but without using the Earth Voices, I wasn't sure how to."
Sora let out a light huff of a laugh, not lessening his hold at all. "I'm glad you haven't. I would have thought you were calling to me from the plains beyond. That would have just made me more upset."
"Who was the one who told you I was dead?" Riku inquired, trying to ignore the flutter of nerves that appeared when he breathed in, inhaling Sora's scent.
Finally, the brunet pulled away, sadness clouding his crystalline eyes. "Xemnas. He told us about what happened in the chamber and when you were escaping that you were killed, that some scouts had reported it. "
"But he was the one who told me to escape. I still can't believe that he is with the Blood Elves. Are you sure? Remember that day at the ruins? He went afterwards and was attacked by them." The silver haired elfkin still had nightmares about that particular incident, and he was sure that it was something that Sora still remembered just as well.
Sitting down on the boulder next to his fellow elfkin, the younger elfkin took in a deep breath, knowing that there was going to be nothing pleasant about the conversation that he was about to embark on. "Shortly after your disappearance, he took the throne and proclaimed that with the loss of Ambrosia, we would need to find other ways to survive, and that the ways of Diablos did not require reliance on Ambrosia. He then welcomed the very Blood Elves that attacked us that day into the Palace. It was one of the darkest times of our history."
Holding in a gasp, Riku couldn't begin to imagine what was going on back in his kingdom. "What about your parents? And Zexion? And Elder Vexen? Didn't they protest and stand up to the tyranny?" It was the last thing that he would expect for those four to relinquish their fates to the Blood Elves so easily.
"From the moment that Xemnas took control, he has been trying to eliminate the Fae and the Magus. Especially Zexion and Vexen. All Fae are to be killed on sight, and the Magus' are to be taken to the palace and are either killed or go into Xemnas' service. And their deaths have not been merciful." The pain in every single one of Sora's words just about broke Riku's heart. To think that his friend would have gone through such horrors destroyed him inside.
Afraid to ask, but needing to know, the silver haired youngling asked the two questions that he didn't want to. "Are they alright? Or were Zexion and Vexen executed? And what of your parents? Did they escape back to Ysirya?" Riku was not prepared for the tortured look that took Sora's face into its grasp. It was like nothing that Riku had ever witnessed before.
"Zexion and Vexen are underground, assisting the resistance as much as possible without revealing themselves. As for my parents, the reward that is on Papa's head is so high that if anyone were to turn him in, they would go from beggar to wealthy Lord overnight. As for Father, well, after Xemnas made an attempt to sacrifice some innocent younglings, he saved them and in return, turned himself in for capture."
The older elfkin let out a muffled gasp at the new knowledge, how could things go so wrong since being forced out? And it really was entirely his fault. Even if he did find a substitute for ambrosia, he still had damned his people, and worse of all, his friends and Sora. "And what about you?" it was the question that he dreaded asking most of all, but at the same time had to know the answer to.
This time it was Sora who refused to make eye contact. "I'm part of Xemnas' personal guard, along with Roxas. But we are double agents. We work for the resistance. But with Father now captured, the spirits of our members have fallen greatly," Sora explained as he walked over to the edge of the water, reaching his hands in, cupping them and pulling up some of the cool liquid and drinking it. "Papa had a foretelling dream of Roxas and I travelling south and finding aide to our cause. I never expected that it would lead me to you." At the last work, Sora turned back to face his friend with a smile.
Riku had a hard time returning the smile. He was glad to be reunited with his friend, but he could already feel the pressure on him. "What help do you think I'm going to be? After all, it was my entire fault that this even happened in the first place."
With a frown, the brunet returned to his position standing right in front of the other elfkin. "We all heard what happened. Your fault or not, it would still mean a lot to the resistance if you returned. It would mean a lot to me." The last few words were whispered as Sora leaned in and placed his lips on the unsuspecting Riku's.
Only a flash of surprise passed over the older youth, before he felt the naturalness of the moment and melted into the movement. With his arms wrapped around the smaller body, Riku pulled the brunet flush against him, deepening the kiss. The dim ember that had smouldered at the thought of the younger elfkin for so long absolutely flared to life, exploding deep within him. Maybe he wouldn't be able to help the resistance back in Althenia, but would he be able to give up this again? After missing Sora for so long, to be able to have him again like this felt better than anything ever before. He would never need Ambrosia again if he could keep Sora close.
When he felt such a strong reaction from Riku, Sora couldn't help but smile. All these years he had missed him so much, this was the only way that he felt he could express his feelings. With eagerness, he deepened the kiss, smiling into it. Felling adventurous and almost desperate, the brunet reached one hand up, tangling it in the silky silver strands, ensuring that they were pressed as closely as they could be. Allowing his eyes to slide closed, the younger elfkin tentatively snaked his tongue out from between his lips, tracing it along the dry outline of the other elfkin's. The desire that burned within him at the additional contact was more intense than anything he had ever felt for anyone before. He had no idea what was driving him through these movements, he only knew that he had a desire to touch Riku in a way that he had never wanted to before.
The same sorts of emotions were running through the taller elfkin's mind as his hands ran up along the other's arms. Feeling the edges of the dark cloak, Riku felt his fingers traitorously dancing along the unlaced opening around Sora's neck, slowly pushing the heavy fabric off of his friend's shoulders, allowing it to fall to the forest floor, revealing a tunic of crimson red, a colour that really brought out the blue in Sora's eyes, but Riku wasn't concerned about that right now. He just had the insatiable desire to be with Sora in every way possible. When his fingers tips came in contact with the bare skin of the brunet's shoulders, Riku heard his friend whimper at the touch. Pulling away from the kiss, the silver haired elfkin looked at Sora, worried that he had somehow hurt the smaller youngling, or pushed him too far too fast.
"Why did you stop?" breathed the brunet, a light growl in his voice. Obviously he had been enjoying the ministrations of the taller elfkin and was disappointed when he stopped. There was a flush of crimson that was staining his already tanned cheeks.
Swallowing the lump that had formed in the back of his throat, the elder elfkin tried to stop the racing of his heart. He knew where this was leading. He had been informed by Axel about coupling, something that usually only happened between bonded pairs, but could also be done without the bond. Axel and Demyx often coupled, but assured Riku that they were not bonded. He felt the stirrings deep within of wanting to do that with Sora right now, but only if the younger elfkin wanted it. "I was worried that I hurt you," he said, remembering the sound that had rang through his ears.
The brunet only let out a brief laugh, his forehead leaning against the taller elfkin's. "Ku," he purred through his light chuckles, the nickname sending a shiver up the silver haired youngling's back. He had never heard Sora talk so causally to him, and Riku couldn't deny how much he liked it. "You've obviously never done anything like this or else you would have recognized that as a moan of pleasure. Not every moan will be of pain. But then again, sometimes pain is a good thing." There was mischief in the brunet's voice as his sword calloused fingers trailed up the lacing on the front of Riku's tunic, pulling the leather strip free and dropping it to the forest floor.
Riku couldn't help the blush that burned across his cheeks at the words as his hands were drawn to hold on the brunet's hips. He couldn't feel close enough to the elfkin in front of him right now. Pulling Sora so that the younger was positioned directly between his legs, the sliver haired youngling let out his own moan at the contact. Now he knows what the petit elfkin meant about some moans being of pleasure, not pain. Before he was able to think any further on the issue, Sora pulled him back in for a blood searing kiss. Unable to resist the thought of touching the brunet's skin any longer, Riku's hands travelled defiantly up from thin hips to dance along the hem of the bright red garment, pushing it up so that it was bunched up under the younger elfkin's arms.
"You're being a little forward," chuckled the brunet as he reluctantly pulled away from the kiss, lifting his arms to allow the tunic to be pulled up and completely off his body, dropping it down to the ground beneath them. And before Riku had the chance to comment or protest, the same thing was done to him, leaving both of them in just their breeches and boots. Sora offered a playful smile to his friend before wrapping his arms around Riku's waist once again, pulling them close so that the bare flesh of their chests came together. Each elfkin let out their own vocalization at the contact. The taller elfkin could not believe how good just touching someone else could be. It was more than he could even comprehend. He only had a brief moment to admire how much the brunet had matured since he had last seen him when they had taken an impromptu dip into Lake Nimu and didn't want to get their court clothing wet. All that the silver haired youngling could think was that the years of training that the brunet had obviously partaken in had done him well, his lithe frame covered in lean yet defined muscles.
The silver haired elfkin couldn't resist as his hands began to run over the smooth, firm muscles of Sora's back, loving the feel of the heated skin beneath his fingers. The sensations were amplified by the furiousness of the kiss, and it still wasn't enough for Riku. He desired Sora right now more than anything he had ever wanted before. With an energy fueled by something deep within him, the silver haired youngling allowed his hands to slide down to the slim elfkin's hips, bringing their lower bodies as close together as their chests, again drawing forth a groan from the brunet, only this time he did not mistake it for anything but pure pleasure.
Sensing that Riku was on the same lines of thought as he was, the petit elfkin began to roll his hips against the older elfkin's, loving the firm resistance he received and the friction that came with it. "Riku…" he gasped out, breaking the kiss before swallowing the wordless gasp that escaped Riku's lips as well. Smiling against the parted lips, Sora was grateful to feel the physical response to his actions pressed between their bodies. That was the final affirmation that the silver haired elfkin wanted this as much, if not more than he did. Feeling that against his own proof of that arousal just motivated Sora's actions further as he knew where he wanted this to go.
With no warning, Riku found himself pulled off of the boulder, and at the gentle guidance of Sora's hands, he was pulled down to the forest floor, laying down onto his back, he had fully expected Sora to lay down with him, but to his astonishment, the brunet remained standing. With a whimper that he later would deny due to the sound, the elder elfkin reached up to pull his friend down with him, but Sora stepped out of reach with a mischievous smile on his lips.
Without a verbal instruction, the brunet made it very clear that Riku was not to move. With the grace of an assassin, which Sora obviously had the skills to be, he slipped off the black breeches and soft black boots, allowing them to join his tunic on the ground. Riku could only gawk at the form in front of him. He had never set eyes on another elfkin in such an aroused state before, and it left him speechless. Even Sora's legs were covered in lean muscles, but that was not what had captured his attention. He could not tear his eyes from the brunet's midsection, where the focal point was the thick erection that stood out proudly from the thin body.
Feeling his own arousal straining against the thin brown breeches that he was wearing, Riku knew he had little will power to deny anything right now. He wanted to touch every inch of the younger elfkin, and judging by the hungry look in the brunet blue eyes, Sora felt the same. As soon as he reached down to hook his thumbs into the waist band of his trews however, he received a growl from Sora that stopped him in his motions. Seeing the predatory gleam in the young elfkin's face told the silver haired youngling that Sora wanted to be the one to do so, something that Riku couldn't fault him for wanting at all. With more feline grace that impressed the silver haired elfkin, Sora knelt down, settling himself on the taller youth's thighs.
Riku felt the shiver go through his whole body as he could feel the heat that radiated from the younger elfkin's thighs on his own. Each part of him that was in contact with Sora tingled with excitement and watching the nude figure bend down with a smirk of pure mischief on his face over him, with only that grin on his impish face, the brunet placed his hands at the older elfkin's sides, sending a shiver through him that they both felt. Riku could not help but let out a gasp of pleasure at the cool touch, the resulting shutter that ran through him earning a chuckle from the younger elfkin. Sora then bent his head down and with no warning, attached his lips to the pale skin of Riku's hip, just above the waist of his breeches.
The taste of the older elfkin's skin on his tongue invigorated the brunet, all the weariness from his journey to this place evaporating the moment the he entered this grove with Riku. As he trailed his lips over the skin, his tongue darting out to lap at a particularly flavourful spot, the petit elfkin used his fingers to drag down goose pimpled flesh, until the hooked into the soft fabric of the earth coloured breeches. At the breathless gasp that escaped the taller elfkin, Sora knew that his ministrations were both welcome and appreciated. With that grin still in place, the brunet lifted his lips off of the warm skin and hovered his mouth over the ties along the front of the taller elfkin's trousers. Hearing the wanton moan originating deep in Riku's stomach only motivated the lithe elfkin to move faster. Taking the ties of the breeches between his teeth and ensuring that aqua eyes were fixated fully on him and his actions, he pulled, causing the ties to pull free of one another and away from the fabric.
When he felt the cool forest air tainted with moisture from the river hit his engorged member that opened pants revealed, Riku couldn't help but roll his hips up towards the warmth that radiated off of the brunet above him. Sora let out a chuckle before allowing the leather thong to fall to the forest floor. He then moved his hands down along the silver haired elfkin's sides, waiting for the moment that Riku's hips were up off the ground highest before pulling the cloth completely off the long legs, Riku's boots easily coming off as well. At that moment, the burnet moved his body up until he was sitting on the reclined elfkin's stomach; Riku's proof of arousal standing erect behind him and brushing along the crevice on his backside, sending chills of anticipation up his spine.
Finally feeling as if he could move without enticing wrath, the silver haired youngling tentatively placed his hands on the younger's hips the caused Sora's back too arch forward. Feeling Sora's hard length pressing against his bare chest caused the silver haired youngling to moan before allowing his hips to roll upwards again. Hearing the positive reaction from Sora at the action, Riku continued to thrust upwards towards the heated body above him. Each of his movements was dictated only by the fire that burned deep within him. Even the Earth Voices could be felt stirring behind their barriers, but the elder elfkin ignored them in order to focus only on Sora. He was only thing that mattered at the moment.
Falling into a rhythm with his thrusts, the elder elfkin could only stare up at the form above him, shivering when he felt the brunet's hands come to rest on his chest. The mischievous look that had been on Sora's face for so much of this encounter was replaced with one of pure pleasure, his eyes closed, and lips slightly parted and head tilted backwards. The younger elfkin at first contented himself with allowing Riku to do all the movement against him, the friction along his lower body but after only a few moments, he began to meet the increasing pace of the thrusts with his own.
"Sora…"Riku whispered, his fingers flexing against the thin hips. His desire surprised even him, and all he wanted to do was take the youngling, a desire that was unmatched by anything else he had felt before. He hand never been interested in the act of coupling before, but seeing the brunet in the throes of pleasure above him like this brought that longing to the forefront of his mind. However, despite never before having that want for coupling, he had been given the information by Axel for future reference. The last thing that he wanted to do was to harm Sora. "Wait…" the words were completely breathless and judging by the slightly frustrated glance that came from the bright blue eyes, Sora was not too happy with being stopped by Riku`s words, or by his hands either.
"Why?" there was little to no tone in the brunet's voice, only airy gasps as he struggled against the hands, eager to renew the friction. He could feel the extreme heat radiating from the body beneath him and the only thing that could be better than the heat would be the movement along his length that had been pushing him towards ecstasy. Each time that he tried to grind his hips downwards though, he was met by strong resistance from those tantalizing hands. "Please…" he begged, knowing that Riku would understand what he wanted without direct words.
Reluctantly, the silver haired elfkin removed his hands from the already bruised hips. Once again hearing groans of displeasure escaping the brunet at the loss of contact, the older elfkin resolved to move as quickly as possible to bring that excitement back to the other. Reaching over to his discarded breeches, Riku pulled off the little pouch of herbs that he had collected; thankful that there was one in particular that he retrieved that he was now glad to have. The largest of the bulbs in there was a Norfloris bulb, something that when crushed secreted a thick pink fluid with no odour that was used just for this purpose. It was easily crushed between his fingers, the thick substance leaking over his fingers. Discarding the easily emptied shell, Riku then reached his slicked hand behind the brunet's slim body, willing his hands not to shake and betray his nervousness to his friend.
As if he knew exactly what his partner was attempting, Sora leaned further forward, exposing every inch of his body to his soon to be lover's hands, giving him full access to his body. Feeling the tentative touch tracing over the firm round globes, the slick substance leaving cold trails on overheated skin, the brunet could not contain the groan that built up inside him, shifting his body to where he wanted Riku to touch the most. "Please," he begged as he continued to attempt to grind downwards, making little more progress this time now that he wasn't being constrained. Each thrust that he made downwards causing his length to rub against the taught muscles of the silver haired elfkin's stomach. Even Riku couldn't help but moan at the movement against him, his own arousal being pressed firmly against the brunet's thighs.
With a deep breath in, Riku ignored the pleasure that was coursing through his entire body to continue on with his journey. It only took a moment to wait for the younger elfkin to rock forward before allowing his fingers to slip into the crevasse between those two firm mounds. Despite the slickness that coated his fingers, he could feel the warmth that radiated from one particular spot. When the tip of his fingers ran over that spot, rubbing the gelatinous substance over the picker of skin liberally, loving the sounds that Sora made as he massaged the littler rosebud. Making little circles to spread the lubricating substance over the younger elfkin's entrance, Riku could only get lost in the sensations. When Sora let out a particularly loud moan and arched his back upwards, the older elfkin allowed a single finger into the tight body of his now lover. Feeling the muscles all clenching around his digit, Riku felt a twitch of anticipation through his entire body, including his own arousal. The brunet obviously was enjoying it too as he let out a whimper and rolled his hips back in order to drive the finger deeper into his body.
"More!" he gasped out as he created a pace with his hips, moving so that Riku's finger would slide in and out of his body. Each time that it pulled and pressed against the constricting walls of his rectum, it brought more pleasure than he had ever felt in the past to Sora. He needed to feel more filing him, and he knew exactly what it would be to bring him that ultimate pleasure. "Please, Ku. Fill me."
Ensuring that he had spread as much of the Norfloris gel inside of the younger elfkin's body as he possibly could, Riku hoped that the numbing agent that it held would work enough to dull the pain that Sora would inevitably feel. Swirling the digit in increasingly wider circles in order to feel as much of the inner walls of the younger elfkin, the silver haired youth could not believe the constricting feeling that encircled his fingers. When he imagined that tightness around another part of his anatomy, it added a sense of rush to his every movement. Unable to resist the allure of tasting the brunet once again, Riku reached his free hand up, tangled it in the thick chestnut spikes and pulled the younger's face back down level with his own, hungrily capturing the younger's lips with his own, his tongue swiftly probing into Sora's mouth in the same manner that his fingers were exploring his rectum.
At the almost desperate kiss, the brunet could only smirk against the kiss swollen lips, loving the sudden dominance that Riku was showing. He allowed the taller elfkin to take control, ravaging his anus with nimble fingers and probing his mouth with a moist tongue. Eagerly he returned the kiss, his tongue rubbing vigorously against his lover's, the younger elfkin ensured that the movements of their tongues and the thick fingers matched, bringing him as much pleasure as possible.
As he felt the fingers inside him begin to scissor further apart, the brunet could not resist the unintentional buck of his hips downwards when he felt the digits brush over a never before reached part of his body, causing unexpected and unmatched bursts of pleasure throughout his body. The near scream that he let out was swallowed once again by Riku and the older elfkin continued to ensure he stretched the tight passage as much as he possibly could.
"Please…" was the only breathless sound that Sora could make against the warm lips, wanting to feel so much more inside him. He knew that he could be prepared even further, but right now, the brunet just wanted to feel it, to prove that Riku was definitely real, was here, and not just a figment of his imagination. He had for a long time dreamt that this moment may happen, but never held much hope that it would. He would cherish and savour this time for the rest of his days.
His own breath hitching at the whispered word, Riku broke off the rough kiss, looking deep into the magical sapphire eyes of the younger elfkin, desperate to make sure that he was indeed ready. Not seeing any doubt or hesitation, the silver haired elfkin could no repress the shiver of anticipation that physically ran through his body. Nodding, he slowly retracted his fingers from the tight rectum, noting that they met very little resistance, feeling better even though he hadn't done all the preparation that he felt he probably should have. Still his hands shook with nervousness, but he knew that Sora would not hold it against him. Reaching down, Riku finally touched his own neglected length; the groan that escaped him was inevitable. With a few quick pumps, the remaining gel was spread along the rigid member. Though there was the temptation to continue to stroke his own erection, Riku knew of the reward that awaited him. He now needed it like he had never needed anything before.
Sora did his best to stay still, still leaning forward as to expose his backside and stretched entrance to his lover. The silver haired elfkin used one had to steady and guide his shaft to the prepared hole. When the brunet felt the blunt head press gently against his anus, he took in a sharp breath, unable to release it. At the first bit of pressure, Sora had to resist against clenching his muscles, knowing that it would only make it worse. When he felt Riku's hand finally release his hair, ghosting down the back of his neck and along the line of his spine, it sent a wave of calm that radiated from the heat of the hand that came to finally rest at the small of his back. As he let out a shaky breath, Sora couldn't help but whimper as the thick head of the silver haired elfkin's erection pressed into his body.
Knowing that there had to be pain flowing through the brunet's body at the moment, Riku could only continue to press in, knowing that once the entire head of his erection was engulfed, the worse would be over. Sora obviously was feeling it more than expected, but instead of crying out, the younger elfkin could only bite down on the pale flesh of Riku's shoulder. "Should I stop?" whispered the silver haired elfkin, placing gentle kisses along the curl of his lover's ear. Though he wanted to ravage deep into the tight heat in a single swift motion, Riku cared too much for Sora to do that.
"Don't you dare," growled the brunet and in a move that surprised the elder elfkin, he rolled his hips back, impaling his body onto Riku's entire length in a single motion. Muffling his scream in the marked skin of his lover's shoulder, Sora's breathing was rapid and shallow as he tried to work through the pain to feel the underlying pleasure. "Sweet Shiva," he gasped.
Riku's thoughts were about the same as his own breaths came quickly, but for a different reason. The pleasure was nothing like anything he had ever experienced before. With every ounce of will power he possessed, he was able to refrain from thrusting violently up even further into the heat, but knowing that he may hurt the brunet if he did helped quell the desire. |"Let me know when you're ready," he forced out, continuing to place light kisses along heated skin while his hands moved slowly to the small of the younger elfkin's back, rubbing it gently to hopefully ease a little of the pain.
Sora nodded slightly, willing the pain of this to dissipate, hoping that the Earth Voices would take some of it away. After finally calming his breaths and allowing them to even out, the brunet was able to take in several deep and controlled breaths, and he could begin to feel the pleasure of having his passaged stretched and filled so full. There was nothing else quite like it. Before he was able to think of anything else, the younger elfkin found his hips betraying him, rolling down onto the length even further, before pulling back up and allowing the thick member to slide partially out of his body. When the friction came against his inner walls, the petit elfkin had to muffle another moan against Riku's shoulder, amazed at the sensation of the rigid head pressing and moving against him. When his muscles all began to contract against the impaling shaft, Sora could only moan and whimper at the increasing ecstasy it was sending through his body.
Each time that the brunet rolled down onto Riku's body, it was all that the elder elfkin could do to meet him thrust for thrust. Every nerve in his body was on fire and bursting with pleasure. That tightness was wrapped around his length, choking it beyond words and making each subsequent thrust more difficult, but bringing him more bliss with every passing moment. To add to the overwhelming emotion, it seemed Sora was not content in just the rhythmic movements, and he implanted his teeth into the already marked flesh of Riku's shoulder. Squeezing the trapped flesh, the younger elfkin also used his tongue to lap at the small drop of blood that had begun to well up there as well.
With simultaneous moans, both elfkin began to pick up the pace, moving together on the forest floor. Each thrust was accentuated by either a bite for Sora or Riku running blunt fingernails over pale skin. The brunet could feel every thrust made into his body, the thick head of his lover's erection stretching his body further and pressing against the spot deep inside him. The pain was now gone and whether it was from the gel from that plant of Riku's, or the fact that he was now used to the sensation, but now it was just pure ecstasy that over took him.
The elder elfkin felt like his every vein was going to burst from the emotions and pleasure that were going through them. The only thing that was able to register in his mind at the moment was the tightness that squeezed his shaft and the fact that it was Sora that was wrapped in his arms. That thought alone brought him more euphoria than the act alone. Each thrust he made was driven by that thought alone. Sora. This was all about Sora. About being with him, about bringing him pleasure, about recreating that bond that once existed between them.
Following each moan that escaped him, the brunet would continue to abuse his lover's shoulder, his tongue running over each new imprint his teeth left of the pale skin, loving the metallic tang of blood as it his tongue. When a singularly harsh thrust pressed the tip of Riku's shaft even more firmly against the small bundle of nerves and it caused the pleasure to reach a peak within the petit elfkin's body. Unable to restrain himself any longer, Sora cried out louder than before, grinding his body down harder onto his lover's hips than before. "Riku!" he cried out before his body began to convulse and contract as everything overwhelmed his senses and emotions. Each of the spasms that ran through the petit body was accompanied by a thick ribbon of white semen that shot between their moving bodies.
Feeling Sora's body constricting even further around his length, the silver haired elfkin could not resist the urge to take the brunet's ear between his lips and biting down on the thin curl. The increase in pleasure proved to be too much for Riku to handle as the bliss finally reached its zenith, throwing him into oblivion as the ecstasy swallowed him whole. Unable to control his bodily functions up into the petit body, filling it with his own seed, before with a final arch of his hips, he collapsed against the forest floor, panting heavily and with Sora still wrapped tightly in his arms.
Equally exhausted and contented, the brunet laid against the pale chest still enjoying the afterglow that could only come from coupling. "Sweet merciful Shiva. That was incredible," he whispered breathlessly, but with a touch of laughter colouring his words.
A single chuckle left the elder elfkin as he just pulled the smaller body closer to him. "That it was, but I don't think that Shiva had anything to do with it."
Momentarily, Sora pushed himself up to look down into those clear aquamarine eyes. "She brought up back together, Ku. She lead me to you, I know it. What happened to make you stop believing in Her?" with a wince, the younger elfkin lifted himself off of Riku's softening shaft. "Can you tell me about that day?"
"What's there to tell?" Riku questioned, sitting up. "The daemons attacked after She sent me a false sign, and because I was born from an incomplete bond, She has forsaken me. How can I believe anything else?"
Something didn't quite add up to the brunet. "How do you know that Shiva was the one to do that? After all, Xemnas was the only one who benefited from the Massacre. How do you know it wasn't him who orchestrated the whole thing to remove you and Ansem to make room for him?"
With a small huff, the silver haired elfkin turned away. "I still don't believe you about Lord Uncle Xemnas. You know as well as I do that he was attacked by Blood Elves that day. How could he have suddenly become one of them?"
"Have I ever lied to you before, Riku?" Sora held a very hurt look on his face as he spoke, and that look was the only thing that the elder elfkin saw. It sent a pang through his chest that he couldn't explain, but it hurt.
"You weren't there. I still don't believe that he had anything to do with it," Riku argued, the euphoria that had encompassed him so completely only moments ago now absent from everywhere.
Disbelieving the words, Sora shook his head, wondering when the other elfkin would stop being so foolish. "When we return, you won't have any choice but to believe me."
Riku halted every movement at those words. "I can't go back, not yet," he said with the barest amount of remorse in his words.
More than anything else that had gone on so far today, that phrase startled the brunet the most. "What do you mean, you can't go back?"
"Just that," he sighed, reaching over to retrieve his discarded breeches. "I can't go back. Shiva has forsaken me; the Ambrosia was all destroyed because of me. I'm the reason the King is dead. How can I return without even a substitute for Ambrosia or an explanation for my father's death? I'm still the one for everyone to blame for the Blood Elves taking over. I can't return to that."
"No one blames you, Riku! They need you; they want to know that you're alive. It will give them hope again. They need you. I need you." There was a tone in Sora's voice that cut right through Riku and almost crumbled his resolve. It was with a heavy heart that he had to move away from the hand that was reaching out towards him.
"I can't," he choked out before standing up, turning his back on the brunet, unable to look at those pleading blue eyes any longer. "I'm sorry. I just can't, Sora."
A snort escaped the younger elfkin as he gathered his own clothing from the forest floor, pulling everything but the heavy black cloak on quickly and efficiently. "Can't? Or won't, Riku? You've changed. The Riku I knew would never cower away here in the middle of the forest while his people suffered. He would have returned, claimed the throne and worked diligently to improve the ambrosia we do have. What happened to the Riku who wanted to be King?" there was a little bit of venom in the brunet's voice as he fingered a small brown pouch.
"Maybe I have changed. I'm not the king, I'm not the prince, and I'm not the heir. Xemnas is. I can't go back. I'm sorry, Sora," Riku said with a heavy sigh.
"I am too. I'm sorry I thought you could be the one you were born to be. Maybe this will remind you who exactly you are. Don't worry, I can find my way back to Roxas and the camp." The taste of disappointment flavoured Sora's tongue as he stepped back to his onetime friend, forcing the leather pouch into the silver haired elfkin's hands. "You may have changed, but I'm not sure if I like this change. Hopefully this will make you reconsider all of that." Without another word, the younger elfkin walked away, disappearing into the foliage of the forest, leaving Riku standing there, staring at the brown sack, wondering what it contained and how he could make this all right again.
No excuses for this chapter. A combo of life, medical issues and no free time all contributed to a lack of writing motivation for me. This chapter has been done for a while now, but I never seemed to be happy with some part of it, so it's gone through a ton of rewrites and yadda yadda yadda. I'm starting this year off right though, and getting my motivation back is starting to come slowly. I will say this though, I am not abandoning this story. This has been my brain child for years now (almost six come the spring!) and I love it too much to abandon it. I just can't guarantee when the next update will come as my medical issues are still not quite fully cleared up. I will say it will be sooner than this update. So hopefully people are still reading this, thanks to all of you wonderful people! And though I am sure that everyone is sick of hearing this by now, but please review! It really does help keep motivation going and encourages authors to produce better quality stuff quicker. To Pahoyhoy, you will forever and always be my favourite muse, my first, my lovely. I miss you so much!