A/N: A little experiment with Riku x Yue. In their canon storyline, they're tragic AF, and also asexual. Thought I'd give them a happier story in the form of an AU and some sexy times because I like my nsfw, don't judge. lol. I'd say it was a successful experiment. c:
A good song to listen to while reading is White Noise - FEMM.
Enjoy~
White Noise
Riku isn't sure why he's letting Sora drag him to a gay club. Sure, he may have mentioned in passing he was single, but clubs aren't his thing. Sora knows that. And yet the cheeky fucker is still dragging him. Riku isn't able to refuse Sora when he has his heart set on something, even if it's at Riku's expense.
The bouncer stops them once they reach the entrance, eyeing them with a suspicious glance. Riku knows he passes when it comes to his age, but Sora? Nope. The brunet is stuck at looking permanently sixteen, even though he's twenty one.
"IDs, please," the bouncer says curtly. Sora rolls his eyes, handing him his ID, then Riku does the same. He takes one look, nods, and ushers them inside.
"I would love the day I don't get ID'ed," Sora complains with a roll of his eyes.
"Just be glad you look young, not old," Riku throws back. Sora turns, giving Riku a half-hearted glare, before taking a seat at the bar. "And please try to not get too shitfaced? If I do pick up someone, I can't exactly drive you back."
"Car sex?" Sora says in a cheeky tone, making Riku blush.
"Just because we did that once doesn't mean I do that to everyone," Riku mutters.
"Car sex is hot though!"
"Ugh." Riku rests his head in the palms of his hands. "Lord help me."
"God ain't gonna save you, Riku," Sora says with a laugh. "Lotsa hot guys here. Maybe I'll pick one up myself."
"You're-nevermind, I forgot you and Kairi are poly." Riku wants to bang his head against the wooden bar, but manfully resists the urge. He's not one for poly relationships - he likes having his one person to dote on and love. Besides, multiple partners spells a headache for the silver haired male. He tried dating Sora and Kairi, but even though they're childhood friends, it was just weird. They were better as friends.
"Oh, oh, Riku! Look at that hottie!"
Riku rolls his eyes. He and Sora have very different tastes as to what's 'hot' and what isn't. Deciding to entertain Sora's quips, he turns, and his eyes go wide.
Holy shit.
The man coming on the stage is fucking gorgeous. Slim, feminine build, wearing a black leather jacket and Calvin Klein underwear, Riku feels himself get excited just by looking at the blond boy. This may be the one time he and Sora agree on something - he's fucking hot and Riku wants to devour him.
"Please welcome Black Heart!" the announcer exclaims over the speakers, and the blond walks in a fucking sexy as hell sultry manner towards the pole, throwing a leg over it and bending backwards.
Riku can't look away. He's drawn in by Black Heart, even though he has no idea who he is. All he knows is he wants to take him to bed - or the car. Car sex doesn't sound like a bad idea now. Seafoam green eyes eye Black Heart's every movement like a hawk, but there's one thing Riku was absolutely not expecting.
The boy crawls in an equally sultry manner towards Riku, and his eyes widen in anticipation. Black Heart grabs his face, planting a firm kiss right on his lips, and practically fucks his mouth with his tongue. When he pulls back, a thin line of saliva connects their lips, and Black Heart smirks, straightening himself and giving Riku a nice view of his ass as he walks back to the pole.
"Well, shit," Sora remarks from beside him. Riku forgot he was there. "I think he's into you. I mean that kiss was him fucking your mouth with his. It was hot to watch."
"You don't think?" Riku says sarcastically. "He may do that as part of his show."
"Nah, man, I've seen exotic dancers perform lotsa times. And none of them fuck the mouth of anyone they kiss."
"You don't say," is all Riku says, taking a hundred out of his pocket and waving it towards Black Heart. He smirks yet again, walking towards Riku and taking it out of his hand.
"Thanks, sexy stuff," he purrs, placing the hundred in the waistband of his underwear and going back to perform.
"Even his voice is hot. I'm doomed," Riku complains, burying his face in his hands.
"Pull him aside after the show and fuck him!" Sora yells, and Black Heart seems to have heard. The blond turns away, throwing a sexy-as-fuck grin at Riku, and inclines his head to the dressing rooms. "Oh yeah, you're gonna score. Why can't hot guys like that be into me?"
"Because you look like a prepubescent teenager," Riku responds with a smirk.
"Fuck you," Sora mutters.
Black Heart performs for a few more moments before stepping off the stage, and blue eyes look at Riku once more. Grinning, Riku stands, and claps Sora's shoulder. "Find your own way back. I'll be busy for a while."
"Finally, you're getting laid!" Sora whoops, and Riku smacks him upside the head. "Ow. That was worth it." The brunet is full of laughs and shoves his best friend. "Go get laid and I'll see you tomorrow."
"Might be caught up for a few days," Riku says with a grin.
"Ooo, planning to take him to your place? Go Riku." Sora gives one of his megawatt smiles. "I'll see if I can find a cute guy even though I look like a prepubescent teenager." Sora glares at his best friend with that comment, but without another word, stands and goes back to the bar.
The smirk widens on Riku's countenance as he approaches Black Heart, who grabs his arm and drags him to a dressing room. Riku didn't think he'd be into getting dragged, but hey, hot guys shoving him around? He could get into it.
"Holy fuck," Black Heart murmurs when he shuts the door behind them. "You're the best looking guy I've ever seen. Where have you been all my life?"
"I've been hiding," Riku jests. "Tell me your name, and then we'll," a harsh bite to Black Heart's ear, "get down to business."
"Kinky fucker, aren't you? I like it." Shoving Riku to sit in one of the dressing room chairs, Black Hearts says, "I'm Yue. And what's your name, hot stuff?"
"Riku. Yue, huh? Cute name," Riku remarks, grabbing Yue's rear. Yue grins, maneuvering so his thighs are on either side of Riku's legs. "What else can you do that's cute, huh?"
"Oh, you wanna know, do you, big boy?" Yue grinds their crotches together, making Riku hiss. "I can do a lot of things that are cute. Why don't you tell me what you can do that's cute?"
"Heh. I can do this." Grabbing Yue's face, Riku descends on his lips, giving Yue the very same tongue fucking that he gave him earlier. Drool trickles down their lips from the deep, passionate kiss, and when they pull away, dark smears of red color their cheeks. "That shut you up, didn't it?"
"Momentarily," Yue says in a low, seductive tone. "I didn't think you had it in you, sexy man. But with those looks, you must have your share of fucking, so I shouldn't be surprised."
"Do you tongue fuck everyone you give shows to?" Riku asks lowly, giving a squeeze to Yue's ass. "Because if you do, I may have objections."
"The most I do is little pecks. The only one getting tongue fucks is you," Yue responds in his own low tone. "Like fuck, you're totally my type. I thought I was dreaming when I saw you."
"Oh yeah? Well, you're totally my type too. Works out for both of us, doesn't it?" Riku remarks. "Although I'd rather not keep talking."
"Haha, he wants some action, does he?" Yue wiggles his eyebrows. "I can give you some. I can give as much as you want. I can make you scream my name."
"Bold statements." Riku smirks. "Wanna prove it?"
"Do I ever."
Before Riku can make another snarky remark, Yue glides his hands over Riku's chest, running a finger over areas Riku had no idea would be so sensitive. With a grin, Yue disrobes the taller male's shirt, grazing his hands over hard planes of muscle.
"Damn," Yue whistles. "Nice body."
"I aim to please." Riku reaches forward, returning the favor to disrobe the jacket Yue adorns. It falls to the floor and Riku eyes the blond like a starving animal. Yue doesn't have too much muscle, but he makes up for it in his lean build and slim figure. Smirking, Riku grips at Yue's shoulders, massaging lean, wiry muscles underneath skillful fingers.
"Mm, do you do massages for a living?" Yue moans, closing his eyes. "Because I may have to pay you to be my personal massage therapist."
"I can think of ways you could pay me for my services," Riku remarks with a smirk. "Although I am curious about how you're going to get me to scream your name…"
"Oh? He wants the action already? Foreplay is important, though," Yue utters with his own grin. "Build up the tension, then blow your mind."
"Heh. Spoken like a true exotic creature."
Yue grinds their clothed erections together once more, making Riku pinch an eye shut as a hiss escapes from between clenched teeth. "I'm content grinding against you for hours, y'know. Maybe I should."
"No other shows tonight?" Riku asks, clasping at Yue's hips, hard enough to leave a mark.
"Nope. And even if I did, I don't think you'd let me leave this room." Yue laughs and weaves his arms around Riku's neck.
"You're right. You're not leaving until you make do on your, rather bold, I may add, comment."
"Well, if that's the case, then I guess I shouldn't draw this on any longer…"
Yue moves from his position of straddling the silveret and Riku misses the contact in seconds. But his breath quickens when the blond takes his belt off, tossing it somewhere before leaning forward. Looking up at Riku from underneath long lashes, Yue grins, taking the zipper between his teeth and pulling it down.
"Christ," Riku groans. He doesn't go commando often, but this is one instance he's glad he did. His cock bounces free from its confinements, and Yue utters a hushed, 'damn'. Riku looks down at him, snickering. "Like what you see?"
"Not only is your body fucking hot, your dick is huge. I really did get lucky," Yue remarks, making a smear of red paint on Riku's cheeks. "Guess I shouldn't just admire this thing."
Riku is about to make a snide comment, but all words die in his throat when Yue hollows his cheeks, taking Riku's girth between his lips. A low, drawn out moan slips free as Yue bobs his head on Riku's erection, spit trickling down his lips and on his chin. It's so fucking hot. Riku can't peel his eyes away.
Expert, deft fingers roll Riku's balls between them, and sweat starts to glimmer on the silveret's form. "Ah, fuck, fuck-" Riku is reduced to a babbling mess as Yue plays his body like a fine tuned instrument. It's obvious Yue has quite a bit of experience in giving blowjobs, and Riku wonders, for a brief second, what other cocks Yue's sucked.
The thought dissipates as quickly as it appeared. It doesn't matter what other men Yue's been with. The fact remains he's with Riku at this second - nothing else matters besides that fact.
Yue's other hand slides on Riku's abs, finding the sensitive spots he mapped earlier. The sensations are overwhelming and Riku can barely hang on. Muttered curses leave his lips before he twines his fingers through blond tresses, giving them a harsh pull.
Yue gets the hint and pulls off Riku's cock with a wet 'plop'. "Too much?" he asks with a wide grin on his countenance.
"Too good," Riku breathes out, chest heaving as he wills his body to cool. "But I ain't cumming from a blowjob."
"Oh? How do you want to cum, then?" Yue's eyes glisten with mischief. Riku rolls his own, pulling Yue forward and giving a smack to his ass, making him yelp.
"You know how," Riku utters, hooking his fingers in the waistband of Yue's underwear. He pulls the boxers off, Yue's erection already hard and leaking precum. "I can't be the only one having fun."
"Oh, I was having fun reducing you to a babbling hot mess," Yue laughs. "But yeah, I know what you want. To be fair, it was how I was going to get you to scream and beg me."
"Oh really?" Riku grins as he pulls the blond forward, cocks bumping as twin moans slip free. "I'm intrigued."
"You should be, big boy." Yue descends upon Riku's lips, once more fucking his mouth with his tongue, before pulling away. "I need to get the lube."
"Hmm, I guess that's a good reason to let you leave. Come right back, though."
Yue leers at Riku for a few moments before going to his dresser, pulling out a small tube. Walking back towards him, hips swaying in a way that Riku knows Yue is putting on a show for him, Yue straddles Riku again.
Popping the cap, Yue squirts a considerable amount on his fingers, reaching behind him. Riku's eyes are blown wide with lust and desire as Yue stretches himself, and bites hard on his lip. The blissed out look on Yue's face as he prepares himself for Riku, the deep smear of pink on his cheeks, Riku can hardly wait to bury himself within that tight ass.
After a few moments, Yue stops, wiping his fingers on the chair, and gives Riku a smug look. Squirting even more on his hand, Yue reaches between them, coating Riku's girth in the warm jelly substance.
"Ready, sexy man?" Yue asks, positioning himself so the head of Riku's erection barely touches his entrance.
"Fuck yes."
Laughing, Yue lowers himself on Riku's length, echoing moans leaving the two as Yue takes the whole thing in his tight, warm heat. Slim, strong hands grip Riku's shoulders, while Riku's larger, stronger ones clasp at Yue's hips, leaving marks onto the ones he already placed there. Yue remains still for a few moments, adjusting to the large girth, before starting a fast, brutal pace.
"Christ," Riku breathes, content to let Yue set the pace and do whatever he wants. Sex in a dressing room is something the silveret didn't know was on his bucket list for sex, but he can happily cross it off. "Fuck, Yue-"
"Yes?" Yue grins, lifting so just the head is within his walls, then slams back down, making a low moan slip from Riku. "You want something?"
"Harder, fuck, please-" Riku is, once more, reduced to a babbling mess. He tends to want to be in control, but for once, he's fine letting Yue take the reins. It shows just how different the blond is from his other sexual partners. There was never this electrifying chemistry between Riku and the person he was fucking.
Or, this time, Riku freely admits Yue's doing the fucking and Riku's just along for the ride.
He's completely fine with that.
"Aw, he asks so nicely," Yue coos, sliding his hands across chiseled abs. "How can I deny such a pretty beg?"
Riku gives an internal snort when he realizes Yue just got him to beg, but it doesn't bother him. It shows him just how much control Yue has over him. But, as per Riku's request, Yue starts at an even harder, more sensual pace, devouring Riku's lips with his.
Riku takes a guess Yue has a thing for his muscles - his hands never strayed from dusting, grazing, and sliding across his toned stomach and abs. But Riku isn't complaining. Working out does wonders - he's tried to encourage Sora to do it on multiple occasions, but the brunet is a lazy bum.
Another reason he can't score, Riku says inwardly, giving an outward snort in the liplock. Yue pulls away, a curious expression adorning his features, and Riku grins. "Inappropriate, but I noticed you had a thing for my muscles, and I was thinking about my friend who always complains that he can't score hot guys."
"Hah! Muscles are my weakness. Your friend was the brunet? He's cute, but lanky. Totally not my type," Yue remarks, a smirk on his lips. "You, though? Damn. Hitting all my spots."
"Even this one?" Riku thrusts his hips just as Yue slams down, and an inarticulate scream is ripped from Yue. "Oh, yeah. Even that one."
"Cheeky bastard," Yue jests breathlessly.
Riku chuckles, reaching between them to take Yue's cock in his hand. Even his dick is perfect. Is there anything about this man that isn't? Stroking from root to crown, Riku thumbs over the slit, and gives a cheeky smile when Yue's pace gets a bit choppy.
"You can cum, y'know," Riku says, and Yue gives a half hearted glare, drool dripping down his lips.
"Gee, I didn't know I needed your permission," Yue responds, sounding amused and completely aroused. "Keep that up and I'll be making a mess on you."
"I can take it." Giving a gentle squeeze, Riku continues to stroke Yue's erection, feeling hot streaks of white on his chest a few moments later. He didn't notice it - Riku was absorbed in watching Yue's face as he chased his orgasm.
"Your turn," Yue says, thrusting hard on Riku's girth. The dance continues for a brief few seconds before Riku pinches an eye shut and groans, emptying himself within Yue's walls. "Ha, haha. Not bad, huh?"
"Best fuck of my life, I have to say," Riku remarks. "I can't be the only one who felt the air was literally sparking with chemistry."
"I felt that too," Yue replies. He maneuvers so Riku's softening length leaves his walls, cum dripping down his thighs. Riku bites his lip when he notices it. "Oh, this? I better go clean up. What's your plans now?"
"Well, I, um…" A bright red smear colors Riku's cheeks. "I was hoping you would come back with me."
"Oh? This wasn't just a fuck and done?" Riku doesn't miss the look of relief on Yue's face. "Yeah, yeah, I'd love to come back with you. There's a shower over yonder, lemme just get cleaned up."
"If you haven't noticed, you did make a mess on me," Riku says with a laugh. "Can I join you in said shower?"
"Oh! Y-Yeah, sure." For the first time that night, Yue actually looks embarrassed. "C'mon, this way."
Riku stands, feeling a pleasant ache in his back from sitting in the chair for an extended period of time. "Gonna take care of me, Yue?"
"If that's what you'd like," Yue whispers, blushing darkly.
"I would like that."
"Okay. Less chatting, more showering." Yue grips Riku's bicep, dragging him to the shower.
And if they have shower sex, who can blame them?