Chapter 1: Marked for Mastery

The cloaked master was familiar with the rule of seven, but, while flying through the cosmos at the speed of light, he saw what appeared to be an even greater amount of divisions from the truth. He wasn't one to get giddy over complicated developments, so he crossed his arms and ignored them all.

However, expertly ignoring each looming division wasn't going to get him to point B any faster, so the Master of Masters summoned the key to the heart of all worlds, pointing the spectacular weapon dead ahead. The destined heart-shaped portal did welcome him inside, and he glanced at his x-blade, noticing it flashed to a state of completion before reverting back to its faded and damaged state.

"Interesting…"

The scenery around him then changed to the inside of a Starbucks.

"Sir, please don't teleport inside the store," said the clerk person. "Also, that fancy weapon has to be sheathed or contained."

"Uhhh…" The Master uttered, and then he quickly de-summoned the incomplete x-blade.

"Thank you, sir. Now, how can I serve you?"

"Yes, is your mocha machine working?"

-X-

"Hey…"

Seeing the gathering of his trusty Dream Eaters set his mind at ease. He needed this. He did just fail a pretty important test, after all.

"Thanks. You're the best."

After giving up a little TLC to his favorite Meow Wows, Kooma Pandas, Halbirds, and more, Sora noticed the gathering of Dream Eaters began disappearing in quick poofs, one by one. Confused, he said, "Hey, wait! Was it something I said?"

"Nope, kiddo, you're fine," said an unknown voice calling out to him.

"Who's there?" Sora called back, taking a defensive stance.

After the last Dream Eater vanished from existence, he noticed a man in a black coat approaching from the first district's giant double doors. Summoning his Kingdom Key, the troubled novice barked, "Great—here we go again!"

"Hey, take it easy! I'm not a hostile," said the man in the coat. "I tell ya, those Organization hooligans keep giving us regular big scary coat-wearers a bad name. No, I came here looking for a quick chitchat. With you."

Sora didn't like hidden faces. "Then what's with the hood?"

"What can I say? My face is a total secret."

Puzzled, the kid with multiplying questions asked, "Okay…then, can you tell me who you are, at least?"

The mysterious man stopped a convenient five meters in front of Sora. Chuckling, he said after taking a sip from his Starbucks coffee cup, "Why don't you just call me…Kingdom Hear—"

"'Master of Masters'? That's your actual name?" Sora asked while squinting at the cup.

Apparently foiled, the Master of Masters snarled at the whistleblowing ink, "Ah, for the love of… The one time they spell it right… Fine, whatever, I am what it says on my coffee cup, and I came looking for you because I have a favor to ask."

Relaxing a bit, the busy guardian dismissed him, "Sorry, but I'm on a really tight schedule. Got a bunch of skills to learn and relearn, and maybe don't make requests with your face hidden?" With that, Sora continued his business.

Catching up to the indifferent youth, the Master went straight for the leverage, "Look, I know you're looking for the power of waking. I see it in you—it's easy-peezy to learn if you follow my instruction."

Sora stopped midway up the stairs. "How did you know I was looking for the power of waking?"

The Master of Masters countered, "Well, just to be sure, I am talking to Sora, correct?"

"That's me."

"Yeah, I might've overheard old Fancy Hat and Mouse King mention your name, and how you failed your exam. I mean, sure you got sidetracked, but…was that really your own fault? The test was already rigged from the get-go. And from what I've gleaned up to this point, you've had plenty of rodeos in the recent past, so…the test was an all around sham, in my opinion."

Bothered by all this logic, Sora reasoned, "If you're trying to say King Mickey and Master Yen Sid plotted against me, don't waste your breath. It was Xehanort and his flunkies who messed with everything."

"Slow it down. I'm saying everyone deserves a little quality control when it comes to a Mark of Mastery exam. I mean, it is the Mark of Mastery, every Keyblade wielder's rite of passage. Kind of a big deal, don't ya think?"

Pausing in thought, Sora admitted, "Not sure. I only just heard about it a few days ago. But, just what is it that you want?"

The mysteriously logical figure repeated with highly animated and totally necessary gestures, "What I want…? Well, it's not terribly straightforward, but if you help me complete it, it'll surely be a more rewarding test than the one you just received. Heck, you might even discover the power of waking all on your own. All you've got to do is just one thing…"

The Master of Masters held out his hand, summoning forth the almighty x-blade, but it was incomplete, missing pieces and faded in color.

"Think you could fix this up for me? Been meaning to get this bad boy in better shape, but I'm afraid I lack the technical know-how." He added a casual chuckle. "These darn manmade x-blades, always such a hassle!"

Seeing it with his own eyes, Sora recalled what Yen Sid discussed about that devastating weapon, "That's the x-blade…? Isn't that supposed to unlock Kingdom Hearts?"

"Well, I'd say you're only half right, because this thing couldn't unlock a barn door in its current state." The Master of Mystery then gave his analysis, "I'm thinking it's a copy, but it should still be able to unlock that heart-shaped pie in the sky, once it's complete. That's your cue to find a way to re-complete it."

Offended by the overestimation of his skillset, Sora fired back, "I don't know how to fix Keyblades! I just swing 'em at Heartless! And Nobodies! And Dream Eaters, apparently. And sometimes people—"

"Well, here's a fun fact," said the Master, pointing the super-saber at Sora directly. Oddly enough, the x-blade began glowing in a steady rhythm. "This thing reacts strongly to your presence, and it's been guiding me to you since I found it. Now, let's be clear on one thing: my goal is to find whatever door this weapon is tied to, and to seal both it and the key away for good. Because if there's a random x-blade lying around, chances are Kingdom Hearts isn't far behind, and that's a huge no-no."

Staring at the ultimate key, Sora stated, "I can't help you. I need to get my powers back."

Flipping the weapon hilt-first, the Master replied, "Sure, you can help, and there's plenty of power right here."

Shaking his head, the student guardian rejected the proposal, "That's too much. I don't want it."

The Master seemed shocked to hear that, for he was slow to respond. Then, "…I find that admirable, but this boost will only be temporary. I just need to study what happens when you take possession of it, and if you help me find whatever door it summons, then I'll be happy to permanently remove the burden. I'll even help you achieve your mark. But I'm asking you to first take the x-blade, Sora."

Tempted by the Master's proposal, Sora felt his heart pound when he realized he was definitely about to take that x-blade—out of sheer curiosity, of course."It reacts with me…?"

"That it does. Maybe you've got the touch. Only one way to find out, eh?"

"Ugh, man…where did you even find that thing?"

"Believe me, I had to pull it from some really icky hands, from a really icky place."

The boy was ever-so-close to activating his hero-switch. To help quicken his own decision-making, he chimed, "I really hope this isn't a trick…"

The Master of Non-Trickery assured, "No worries on that end. I'll be with you every step of the way. Should any harm come to you, then hopefully you won't be too angry—I promise to at least apologize once or twice."

Sora's face collapsed into a deadpan.

"C'mon, kid! I'm being honest as can be!"

Following a sigh, the Keyblade's chosen hero apprehensively agreed, "All right, I'll give it a whirl."

The Master of Masters held the x-blade hilt first, allowing Sora to take it. And once he did, the mighty key glowed brighter than before, and all either of them did was stare at it.

"Hm. Shiny."

Sora asked, "Okay, so what now?"

"Well, it still looks incomplete. Maybe it'll guide us elsewhere?"

"Uh…" the x-blade's glow then subsided completely, and it appeared to remain staunchly inactive.

"No glow to show?" the rhyming Master commented. "Well, that's a bit of a bummer. I was using that glow to track down clues."

Sora shrugged. "I guess we could roam around with it for a bit. Maybe it'll find a new signal to—? Whoa!"

While heralding a whirlwind, a great light expanded from the x-blade itself, and it quickly overtook Sora's and the Master's vision. Even the Master himself was shocked, shielding his veiled eyes as he commentated, "Okay—that's something new!"

Tensely holding it out before him, Sora shrieked, "What's happening?!"

"Dunno, kid! Just be brave!"

Without knowing how or why, the current wielder of the incomplete x-blade began floating in place as bright lights blinded him, also feeling his hair and clothing tussled by an unseen zephyr. And just as quickly as the wind and light-show started, it finished, resulting in the x-blade's sudden disappearance, and then Sora's drop back to the ground. The wobbly landing that followed resulted in a rough crash about the center of his narrow butt.

Relatively unchanged, besides an aching backside, the startled lad voiced his disapproval, "Too weird…"

"Kid, kid, kid! Where the heck are you?!" shrieked the Master of Masters, though Sora couldn't pinpoint from where.

Cradling his cranium, Sora strained back, "I'm still in the Dream Realm—where are you? And why are you so loud…?"

"Hm…? Wait a minute, timeout… I hear you, but don't see you. Hold on a sec…"

From a white portal, a ghostly apparition appeared before Sora, who stood in puzzlement of the Master's somewhat transparent form.

With his arms folded behind him, the Master gave his observation, "This is strange, indeed. I just tried portal'ing out from wherever I was, and…yep, I'm a hologram."

Sora's hand passed right through him. "You're not a ghost, are you?"

"Hard to say. If we can still talk and see each other, then that could mean—"

"Hey, how are you not falling through the ground, right now?"

"…Listen, don't make me think too much—this is all pretty new for me, too. All I can say is I might be stuck in a new dimension. Not entirely sure how or why…"

"A new dimension…?" With a shrug, Sora then guessed, "But I've got the x-blade, now, right…?" Making a hand motion, he gasped at the arrival of the x-blade in all its incomplete, faded, and beat-up glory.

"Unreal…"

With a slow clap, the Master critiqued, "I'd say it fits your style, but I think it could use more polish. Tell me, Sora—is the x-blade speaking to your very consciousness?"

"Don't think so. Am I supposed to…talk to it?"

"That sounds unconventional, but it just might work. I say go for it."

"Uh…hello, x-blade? Er, how's it goi—?"

Sora's timid salutation was smothered by the Master's uncontrolled laughter. "Ahaha—! I can't believe you just did that!"

The x-blade wielder grumbled, "You told me to do it. I trusted you."

"Okay, okay, calm down. Clearly, we've got questions, and we need to let this weapon guide us to the right answer. What do you normally do when you're lost and confused?"

Sora shrugged. "I was actually in the middle of figuring that part out before you came."

-X-

The newly equipped guardian of light was laying the smack down on some enemies in the second district. The Nightmares marauding around were pretty strong but no match for Sora's novice use of the x-blade. After cutting down the last evil Dream Eater, Sora wiped sweat from his brow and said, "I can get used to this!"

"Let's take it easy," said the holographic Master, relaxing on a nearby bench with his holographic coffee cup. "The x-blade doesn't look any closer to completion. We must be doing it wrong."

"Maybe we just need to find a stronger enemy?" Sora suggested.

"My thoughts exactly. We should pay good ole Chernabog a visit."

"Cherna-who?"

"Huge devil guy, scary horns, pointy wings—you can't miss him. My guess is he can test the x-blade like no other."

"He sounds familiar, actually… I guess, the question is, how do I find him?"

The Matrix Coat Master held out his hand, and another white portal opened before Sora.

"Through there."

-X-

Chernabog was literally in the middle of sprucing up his volcano house when some punk teenager showed up, levitating with little to no mercy in his eyes. As a hostile greeting, Chernabog spread his wings and roared into the heavens.

"I remember you," said Sora fiercely, equipping his new armament. "I hope you're ready!"

Riding the wind, the hero-in-training flew forward and slashed for the devil's face; anticipating this attack, Chernabog blocked it with his wing, and countered with wild claw swipes. Narrowly avoiding a triple-slice, Sora then closed in on Chernabog's face once more, this time scoring a hit on the giant's cheekbone. Dark smoke sprayed from the wound, angering the winged demon to a heated roar.

Sora then blocked three more claw swipes, quickly taking cover when his enemy surrounded himself with a column of flames. Returning to the fight, the flying islander sliced upward along the demon's chest, exposing more dark smoke. Brandishing his weapon as it crackled with ice, the hero cast a Deep Freeze spell, unleashing the icy spin attack across the demon's face.

With Chernabog effectively stunned, Sora readied his x-blade and dashed forward, slicing straight through the giant's chest. The winged devil's very form began deteriorating into endless smoke, letting Sora know the battle was over and done with.

With a thumbs up, the victor asked, "How was that?"

"See for yourself," said the airborne Master a few feet away. "X-blade's still in poor shape."

"So, I just defeated him for nothing?" Sora was in awe.

"He'll be back next Tuesday. Geez-a-Lou, I wasn't expecting this to take so long…"

"Well, there's gotta be something we can do. Maybe fighting isn't what's necessary."

Somehow reclining on thin air, the Master pointed out, "Perhaps that's true, but at least we know you can wield the x-blade fairly well. Makes me wonder where your skills come from. You got any formal training?"

"Not really. I just spar with my friends. I kinda just make it up as I go, too."

"Well, what do you do when you're not fighting?"

"Oh, you know, I…eat, sleep, shoot the breeze…"

Laying on his side, the Master asked, "How about hobbies? Anything like that?"

Drawing a blank for a hot second, Sora then replied on the energetic side, "Actually, I love naval life! Living on the seas, fishing, a little bit of deep-sea diving—it's all fun to me!"

"Okay…sounds good." Sitting upright, the Master instructed, "Now, listen closely. This time, I want you to use the x-blade to open up your own portal, and really think about that 'naval life' you were just mentioning."

Bewildered by that direction, Sora repeated, "Just open up any old portal?"

"Exactly. Don't worry about the other side. Just summon, and surprise yourself."

"I guess it couldn't hurt," said the novice, a little unsure of how this could work. Holding out his x-blade, he called forth a portal without a clear destination. "Here goes nothing."

-X-

"Summoning Keyblades is like summoning magic. One must have poise and total dominance of the dark arts…"

Merlin's spiel about summoning Keyblades was beginning to irk Kairi and Lea, both of whom hadn't been able to call forth their own weapons all day.

"I thought it was all in the flick of the wrist!" Lea complained, flailing his arm overaggressively.

"No, no, no—you must be deliberate! You're summoning a Keyblade, not slapping a turkey's bottom!"

"Jeez," Kairi moaned, actually working up a sweat. "Isn't there some sort of shortcut to doing this?"

"Absolutely not. Well, maybe. I'm not sure, really."

Suddenly, a single fluorescent portal revealed itself ten feet away, revealing a spiky-headed dropout with a suped-up double-key-sword in his right hand. Immediately recognized by all, the intruder critiqued his surroundings, "This isn't what I'd call a 'pirate's paradise'…" Spotting one of the three inhabitants, he chuckled and said, "Is that you, Kairi?"

"Sora?" Kairi said, also producing her best confused anime-moan.

Lea barked, "You tryna give us heart attacks?! What's the deal?!"

Equally startled, Merlin inquired, "How on earth did you get here, Sora? This place is sealed away by impassable magic!"

With many things developing on her mind, the princess only managed to ask, "What…are you holding?"

"Yeah—talk about overcompensating," Lea jested in minuscule jealousy. "You came here to show us how it's done, or what?"

Finally reading the room, Sora gave a sit-rep in the form of a question, "Oh—did we just walk in on your training?"

The enchanted forest they were training in was indeed sealed by Merlin's magic, but it apparently didn't apply to Sora's portals. Confused for more reasons than one, Merlin replied, "Indeed you did, Sora, but why did you just address yourself as 'we'?"

"Because I'm with this guy right here. He gave me the x-blade in exchange for a favor."

Lea cocked his head to the side. "Uh…what guy?"

Pointing his thumb at thin air, Sora said, "Him. He's the Master of Masters."

"Sora, there's no one standing there," Merlin alerted.

"They can't see me, Sora," the Master critically analyzed, and it seemed only the x-blade wielder could actually hear him, too.

"Oh, wow—you actually don't see him." Chuckling, Sora said, "Well, he disappeared from the real world after I took the x-blade, and now, he looks a little transparent. Um, neither of us knows why."

Lea smirked. "I bet you're not regretting it. That thing looks like it packs a punch."

Merlin pressed on, "Wait—about this 'Master of Masters'? What was this favor he asked of you?"

Holding out the incomplete x-blade, the hero-on-duty explained, "He wants this to be whole again, that way he can expose whatever door it leads to. Once I've done that for him, he says he can awaken my potential, and help me pass the Mark of Mastery."

Lea said, "Great. So, how do you do it?"

Shaking his head, the boy admitted, "We don't know yet. We've just been stumbling around, and somehow, we ended up here. I probably need to take a look around."

"I'm afraid I can't allow that, Sora," said Merlin. "You have intruded upon my students' training session, and I must ask you to come back with more prudent timing."

Lea bemoaned, "Oh, give us a break! We've been at it for hours—or minutes, days, weeks? Who knows how time moves in this enchanted boot camp?"

Entering a majestical stance of deep thought and whimsy, Merlin then relented, "Oh, I suppose a quick break is in order. Kairi, Lea—how about some tea?"

"Now, we're talkin'," said Lea. "Throw on a barbecue, and I'll be one happy camper."

Merlin guided them, "Back to the cottage, it is! I'd say you're welcome to join us, Sora."

Shaking his head, Sora said, "I'll leave you guys to it. I should stay focused."

"Wait, Sora, I can help you!" Kairi declared, shouting it out loudly for some reason. Clearing her throat, she added, "That's how I'd like to spend my break."

There, in that moment, Sora had just noticed the weapons-grade attention he'd been receiving from Kairi up to that point. All along, he thought it was the x-blade she was staring at, but when eye contact became a thing just then, he could sense what could only be described as pure "let's physically interact" energy. Of course, he wasn't one hundred percent sure on that, so he mentally downplayed the meaning of her flush features, pheromone-deploying body language, and conservatively batting eyelashes as a side-effect of training just now. Training hard, he presumed.

And while all that was being analyzed by Sora's mental supercomputer, the data-rich princess declared, "We can even chitchat. About the exam. So…I'll catch up with you two back at the cottage."

Surely hoping she was as innocent as he assumed, Merlin beamed nervously before replying, "O-Okay, well, suit yourself. But try not to let the tea get cold…?"

Not one to pass up cranking up the heat, Lea winked and said with a downright perverted undertone, "Yeah, Kairi, don't let the tea get cold."

Ignoring Leaxel's shenanigans, Kairi turned back to Sora and asked, "What—er, where do you wanna start looking?"

"Guess we could walk that way," said Sora. Then, "Uh, what about you?"

Walking in the other direction, the Master of Masters replied, "Oh, don't mind me—I'm just gonna actually focus on the mission, so—when you get through doing what you're about to do, come find me down this way."

"What do you mean, 'doing what I'm'…" Peeping Kairi's perturbed and impatient expression, Sora nodded and said, "…So, I'll catch ya later."

-X-

"I heard about what Xehanort did to make you fail your exam. I feel so bad."

"Don't feel that way—at least Riku passed with flying colors."

"Right. How long has it been in the outside world, anyway?"

Sora shrugged. "It's been like, one hour since I left Yen Sid's."

Kairi gasped. "Wow—it's already been half a day in here."

"Whaaaat?" With his mind effectively blown, the spiky-headed lad put forth his best effort to quickly calculate a mathematical expression, "That's like…twenty-four hours in here is…like, no, half—no, a quarter of a day, or…?"

He failed. They'd been walking and talking through the forest for a few tender minutes, and when he failed to produce a firm grasp of math just then, Kairi stepped out in front of Sora, giggling in his face while saying, "What am I going to do with you?"

"I just needed more time," Sora excused himself ineffectively.

"I'm beginning to think you like being a delinquent. You could've been a Keyblade Master by now, but here you are, lagging behind with the rest of us."

"Sheesh—don't rub it in!" said the struggling youth with a laugh.

Going for the offensive, Kairi placed one hand on her hip while using the other to point accusingly, then stating, "You need to be taught a hard lesson."

Sora may have taken an excessive amount of time admiring Kairi's pose, silently praising her skill at flaunting any and every curve. Before he missed his cue, he countered her provocative posture with an expert capturing of the accusatory hand, slyly replying, "You're the one who needs lessons."

Squeezing back on his hand, she whispered, "I know more than you think."

That sounded like a challenge, but rather than act violently, Sora decided to spin Kairi around, and thus, they danced, pulling in close for a moment of intimacy. Having either arm on the delinquent's shoulders, the enraptured princess unwittingly enacted an alarming amount of pelvis-to-pelvis-contact, jumpstarting a chain reaction of intensely electrifying urges to physically interact even further.

Sora answered the call of his arousal, opting to take his hands down south of the border. Kairi didn't seem to mind that, mainly preoccupied with diminishing the utterly oppressed space between them. That's when their noses got to touching, and—

Behold, Sora went in for the kiss, and it was returned warmly. They kissed again, this time, deeper with proverbial fireworks. Delivering another spark, Sora pressed her close and kept her active, certainly putting the wealth of space in his Drive pants on the ragged edge.

Brain finally catching up, the supposed hero-on-duty pulled away, but only slightly. "I…I don't know where this leads."

Brain completely on vacation, Kairi seconded, "Me neither. Should we find out?"

Sora extracted the answer with impeccable grace, "Yep."

And there, hearts were set aflame, so another intimate kiss was shared. Neither was overly confident in their liberal tongue-use, but they made it work, much to their credit. So fruitful was their tongue-play that one party's leg took residence around the other, and the time for "let's fuck" was here and now.

Looking behind her, Kairi directed, "Over there. Follow me."

Both lovers ventured over to a waterfall, stopping on flat land by the cascade so they could undress. Sora, under theoretical hypnosis, found himself watching in suspense, as he was a sucker for thrills. Meanwhile, Kairi zipped down her mini dress in favor of the white underwear before unlacing and kicking off her shoes. And then, crazy enough, she got impatient, urging, "Hey, it's your turn!"

"…I'm…just so invested…"

The Princess of Striptease found that statement both amusing and frustrating, and instead of removing more clothes, she rushed Sora until forcing the lip-lock, and if that didn't set the boy straight, then pulling his hand into her white bottoms certainly did the trick.

Well, maybe not, because he took that as his cue to play with her. No, the randy adventurer found it much more useful to tune up his gasping lady-friend in lieu of advancing any more nudity, and much can be said about that decision—it was selfless, flattering, certainly organic, and true to his nature. However, Kairi's tactic had worked indirectly, because her skyrocketing horny-level led to tasking herself with unbuckling Sora's pants, then confiscating them completely.

And now that his dick was out, it was time to put it somewhere. Kairi did, for whatever reason, lag in her call to action.

Reaching somewhat manageable levels of embarrassment, Sora noted, "So, it's out…"

Kairi needed to know one thing and one thing only, which was, "How long has it been that big?"

With great humbleness comes great defense for flattery, therefore Sora bounced that statement into the solar system, "It's always been like that. Is it, uh…too small, or…?"

The answer revealed itself in both words and actions; taking him in both hands, Kairi swooned, "You're, like, the perfect size!"

Sora just-dodged that flattery-bullet as well, "Oh, come on—two hands definitely aren't necessary!"

"No hands? Then, I've got just the thing!"

"Just the thing" involved her dropping down to her knees, where she took Sora's actual dick and rubbed it against her actual face a few times, and evidently, Sora wasn't quite prepared for that shit. Entering the horniest domain yet, the chosen lad of the x-blade watched the redhead breathe him in deeply before offering a friendly kiss to his shaft.

"That something you like?"

Since Kairi's tone made her sound genuinely curious just now, Sora answered earnestly, "I definitely don't hate it, not by a long shot."

Smirking, Kairi opened her mouth—

"I mean, honestly, how could I not like this?" Sora mused on. "Just to be this close to you makes me feel like the luckiest guy in the world!"

Interrupted by and definitely fond of that corny statement, Kairi said, "Well, let me make you feel a little bit luckier—"

Sora cut her off with more of his own thoughts, "I mean, I was a little down about the exam, but I guess everything works out!"

"Right," Kairi chirped, then sticking out her tongue—

"I…I…I almost feel like I don't deserve it! Like, I put so much hope in passing that Mark of—"

"Okay, I'm gonna suck your dick, now."

"—Mastery, and I wanted to make sure I put in enough hard woooooooooork…"

As promised, Kairi took Sora in her mouth, letting her tongue hit all the areas that forced him to shut up, which was apparently any and every area. Thus, horny Sora moaned, and Kairi subtly mimicked the sound he just made, only with a cock blocking her airway.

And so, oral was delivered in kind, and Sora wanted to pay that back with his own good deed. Adeptly getting one-hundred precent naked and in the nude, he courteously helped remove Kairi's remaining clothing so that she may…simply experience another round of him ogling her.

And ogle, he did; with little to no excuse, he uttered, "Wow…"

"Are we just gonna stand here?" she asked, making a minuscule and wildly useless attempt to censor her body.

"Honestly, we could," Sora replied with the truth.

Kairi took a moment to entertain that notion. "What if we did? What if we just…stayed at arms' reach?"

"You mean like…never take it a step further?" Sora said it just to fathom it.

"Yeah! We could spend an eternity in this place, just building up our lust, until…"

"You'd have to lock me in a cage, Kairi." Still, he stood back. And unlike Kairi, Sora made no attempt to censor himself, and it may well have been a three-hundred IQ strategy on the young guardian's part.

The blushing princess then admitted, "I might need a cage myself. Then again…"

Sora noticed she trailed off. "Then again, what?"

"I really wanna fuck."

Before he could demonstrate that she needed to say no more, Kairi took the reigns and directed him to lie on his back. Studiously admiring her sense of agency, the captive islander then humbly watched her tower above his head, suddenly feeling on edge from the looming threat of gravity plus vagina. However, before she descended, Kairi made the executive decision to turn about, effectively style-switching before commencing a sweet sixty-nine.

There, they kicked off another round of fellatio, this time featuring cunnilingus from the Kama Sutra series. Indeed, she could hear, feel, and partially see him upping his rank, then noticing he seemed to not require oxygen while accepting his new promotion. Soon, both teens took to moaning in ecstasy, the sound of the waterfall granting them ultimate sanctuary. And, eventually, Sora, ever the stud, got ballsy, and he sought a challenge, therefore he outperformed his lover until she propped herself to an upright position, letting her human perch take on the workload solely to himself. Now tonguing deeper than ever before, Sora, quite the all-star, encouraged his lover to bounce about her mount, and judging by the screams, smart decisions were being made.

"Omigod!"

Treating her pink matter like royalty, which seemed fairly accurate, Sora stroked his cock a few times to keep his star-player warmed up, something Kairi did indeed take notice of. While enjoying her new ride, she had been understandably shirking her duties, so she knew it was time to cease stalling the main event.

That was when Sora unwittingly started boxing his tongue against air, as Kairi had risen up and rotated to sitting on his pelvis. Knowing exactly what time it was, the freed islander grappled his joystick, aimed for what was hopefully a vagina, and took his invitation inside, though it was a slow process. And Sora had no complaints. However, due to having been fingered, licked, slicked, and deliberated, Kairi did her best to hide her embarrassment, "So glad we tried third base first…" Still slow as ever to receive him, she added, "Pretty sure this is normal…"

"You're beautiful."

The words came out of Sora's mouth on their own accord, and Kairi let them boost and flatter her while successfully inducting the man of the hour.

Since that was what is known as "more like it", Sora observed a moment of reflection, which definitely got hoodwinked by the princess's efforts to acclimate to their hot and sweaty union. It seemed he didn't require much time to reflect at all, as the sole thing on his mind was the desire for this moment to last forever.

And it happened, that Kairi and Sora executed a daring play—the core-intensive cowgirl routine, where the cowgirl in question was able to get the hang of repeating the motion with much more finesse.

However, before Sora got too hypnotized by her boobs, it seemed Kairi's energy was quickly getting spent. It occurred sooner than later, prompting Sora to tease, "Long day?"

She shot back, "Gimme a break. I'm not nearly in your shape. Why don't you show me how it's done?"

"Well…I should give you a disclaimer. I just had all my super-powers and abilities sent down the drain, so I'll probably need a little warm-up…?"

"No, you'll be fine."

And there, they kissed until Sora became a true missionary, hitting it overtop the grass and sand. And as predicted, Sora did get hella tired, hella quickly, evidenced by his gasping for air, and also when he sat back and shrieked, "What is that even made of?!"

Kairi downplayed the very pussy she was playing with, "Can't be that great. You still haven't come yet."

That's when he took it personal, somehow. "Oh, okay. Hey, turn around?"

"Like this?"

The view she offered him could've come with a brochure and hotel reservations, hence why Sora moved at a tourist's pace. With a healthy spread of her knees, doggie-style was guaranteed, and the two became one for a final round of that day's casual excursion.

And so it was, that Kairi screamed like great gasping hell, as her previous comment had put the lad in a mindset of pure determination…to prove Kairi's pussy was topnotch, it would seem. Anyway, she eventually found herself able to take Sora's aggression like a champ, even enlisting some proverbial bounce-back to force a unified level of A-game. And if that wasn't enough, she went ahead and gave the green light, "I want you to come inside me, Sora!"

Like clockwork, that definitely did the trick, for he sputtered, "Oh—here it comes—! AH! AH! Ahhh…ahh…"

Out of nowhere, light engulfed the area, and the x-blade showed itself. There, floating just above their heads, the super-saber shined next to six other neon silhouettes of itself, and one of the silhouettes began glowing brighter than the rest, revolving around the true x-blade until merging with it. After this phenomenon occurred, the x-blade changed in appearance. Instead of sporting rustic metal, the blade portion actually looked a lot cleaner than before. And just as quickly as it appeared, it flashed away.

"What was…and why was that?" Sora questioned in post-nut confusion.

Upright and backed against her lover, Kairi deduced, "Wasn't that your new x-blade?"

"Yeah, but I don't know what all those other… Wait, I think it changed!" Summoning it back to his possession, Sora briefly inspected it before saying, "Yeah, it sure looks a lot brighter than before. I think I might've fixed it—or started to, at least, and I'm still inside you, by the way."

"Yeah, I think there's a river of your cum flowing out of me…" Kairi guessed, looking betwixt her thighs. "Oh. Yeah. There it is."

Also seeing the river, Sora figured he might as well state the obvious. "So…you're having my…baby?"

"I think that's how it works…" Kairi replied blankly.

"Cool. What do you wanna name him?"

Excitedly, Kairi suggested, "We should go for something that sounds like stormy weather, or something atmospheric!"

Totally feeling that, Sora said, "I get it—make his name a force to be reckoned with! Or her name!"

Practically rolling on ecstasy, Kairi stated, "Our baby's gonna love his or her name! I can't wait to brainstorm ideas with you… For now, let's shower—we got really dirty while doing that."

Their spot of lovemaking entailed wet grass, mud, and a little bit of sand, so understandably, both teens had the elements all over them.

"Aye-aye," said Sora.

And then, no one moved.

"Rest first," Kairi elected, and both laid down, still connected at the hip.