When I finally felt rested, I looked up at him to notice he was still
awake. "Did you sleep at all?" I asked.
"No." He stated simply.
"But... Aren't you tired? I mean, you didn't really sleep last night either." I regarded him with a slightly befuddled look.
"I don't need to sleep." He sounded a bit stern and I felt like I had offended him.
"Sorry." I muttered apologetically.
His expression softened and he looked almost sad as he tightened his hold on my shoulders. "Don't be. It's not your fault. Nothing is your fault, Sora." But it was all my fault... He kissed me gently and pulled away to stare into my eyes. "I just... I can't sleep. I-I don't... I don't want to hear him anymore."
"Riku..." I placed a hand on his cheek, my eyes showing concern. He looked down away from me.
"I can hear him, in my dreams. He's calling me. He wants me to come back. I don't want to go back." He looked back at me and seemed on the verge of tears. He closed his eyes and buried his face in my chest. "He can't have my heart, Sora. It belongs to you now."
I stroked his hair, pulling him closer to me. "I won't let him take your heart. I won't let him hurt you, love. No matter what." But...
"Sora," he heaved into my chest, "I'm... I'm afraid." This surprised me. Riku wasn't one to tell others his emotions, especially not ones of fear. I wondered briefly if he had ever told anyone he'd been afraid before. Love makes you say crazy things, I guess.
"Don't be. You shouldn't have to be afraid." I kissed the top of his head, hoping my words would offer some comfort. "He can't touch you as long as I'm around."
"I love you, Sora. I love the way you can make me feel better even when I know something bad is going to happen. Don't ever," His eyes met mine, passion burning behind them, "lose sight of your heart. It's what makes you perfect. As long as you know how to love, everything will be fine." I wasn't quite sure what he meant by this (I'm still not sure, and I've begun to lose my hope in it), but I decided it best not to question him and just hold him for a while.
He didn't cry. I knew he wanted to, could see it in his eyes, but he refused to let himself. He was determined not to show weakness. I loved him, but he could be so stubborn at times. Eventually he released me, sighing deeply and looking out to the ocean. "I was hoping... Hoping he was dead. But now I know without a doubt he is alive." His head turned swiftly to me. "He wants me dead, Sora."
"D-dead?" My eyes widened in shock and horror. "Why would he want you dead?" I placed my hands on his.
"I don't know." He looked down. "I don't want to die. Not when we've finally come together." He kissed me quickly. "As long as we're together, I'll never die."
Together... Never die... I'm sorry, it gets so hard sometimes.
I brushed a lock of hair behind his ear. I smiled softly, sadly. I didn't know what to say. I felt so strange. He was telling me all his fears. He'd never done that before, and while I was happy that he trusted me so much, I was also frightened by all this new information. Now we both knew Ansem was coming, and we both knew his intention. God. My God. I didn't know what to do.
"So what do we do now?" I asked.
"Wait." His expression looked vacant. "Wait until he decides to take me." I shuddered. He noticed this and wrapped his arms around me. "Don't be afraid, Sora. Never be afraid."
"I'm not." I lied. "I'll never let you go, Riku." I kissed him. That may have been our most passionate kiss. We were both afraid of what was to come, neither willing to show weakness. I could feel tears well up in my eyes, but I pushed them down, using my energy to push myself into Riku's mouth, to hold him to me with such great fervor that I might've broken all his bones.
He seemed to be doing the same thing to me, his fingers tangling in my hair while his other hand moved under my shirt. I gasped as his hold tightened even more, then slid my tongue into his mouth. A silent battle for dominance was taking place. Neither of us knew, or even really cared, but somewhere in the back of my mind I knew I had to win. If I didn't win this, then how could I ever expect to protect him?
I succeeded in pushing him on his back, moving my lips from his and down his neck. My hand found the clasps on his shirt and I undid them with great eagerness. I breathed his name into his chest, letting my fingers glide across the newly uncovered flesh. His hands dug into my back and shoulders, but I didn't mind. I nipped and sucked at his chest, causing him to moan and gasp in ecstasy.
I felt like I couldn't control myself. Part of me loved this loss of inhibitions, while part of me was scared of it. The former won, and I continued my trek down his body, grasping hurriedly at the buckle of his pants.
"Sora..." He gasped, "Someone might see."
I pulled myself level with his face, kissing him and thrusting my tongue into him. I pulled away a moment later, eyes veiled with lust. "I don't care." I continued to work his mouth with mine as my fingers worked his buckle open and slid his pants off of his hips. He jerked his mouth away from mine, pulling a sharp intake of breath as my hand found his member. He writhed under me, silently begging for more. I obliged, moving my hand up and down in time with his hips, he all the while making pleasant noises to let me know what I was doing right, what felt good.
"Sora..." He said my name again; tightening his grip on my shoulder with one hand while the other grabbed at my hair. He tugged on it, but not enough to really hurt. I released his mouth, smiling down at him as he looked at me with half-lidded eyes. He was breathing heavily, his eyes saying things his voice couldn't at the moment.
He heaved a few short breaths before closing his eyes and kissing me. I took his invitation and teasingly slowly pulled down the zipper of my shirt. It slid easily off my shoulders and met his on the ground beside the tree. I moved off him for a moment so as to remove my shorts. His eyes never left my body; his breath still coming in short gasps.
I came back to him and straddled his chest. He took me in his mouth, licking and sucking with such intensity it was all I could do not to scream. When I was satisfied, I pulled out of his mouth and moved my hips down to his.
I entered him slowly, careful not to hurt him. He let a strangled moan escape his lips and I paused for a moment. He looked up at me though, eyes imploring me to continue. I let out a small sigh of relief and resumed what I was doing, thrusting into him. He grabbed my hips, gasping and panting with each motion. I came, emitting a low moan as his grip tightened on me.
"Ri-Riku!" I tilted my head back, breathing deeply, enjoying every sensation I was feeling. I didn't want to pull out, but that something in back of my head told me to, so I did, still sitting on his legs, my hand resting on his chest. I could feel his heart racing. His heart...
I hesitated for a moment, just looking at his face. He was thoroughly flushed in his cheeks, sweat beading on his forehead and his upper lip. I leaned in to kiss it away, licking and sucking on his lower lip. His arms moved from my hips to wrap around my back again. He pulled me into him, holding me so tight it seemed he was afraid I would float away. I trailed one hand back down his body, grasping his erection once again. I moved my hand with a new intensity, and soon he came, spilling onto our stomachs.
"S... So... Sora..." He gasped. Anyone else would've barely been able to tell that he'd said my name, but I could tell, and that was enough. I smiled at him, at the fact that he was mine, and mine alone. I grazed my fingers over his stomach, lifting them to his lips. He kissed them, then pulled them into his mouth, sucking and licking at them gently. I could tell his strength was drained, and I wrapped my arm around him.
"I love you." I sighed into his neck, resting my head on his shoulder. He draped his arms around my waist, trying desperately to catch his breath.
"I love you, too." He kissed my forehead softly. His breathing began to slow and I eventually noticed that he'd fallen asleep. I gathered this wasn't such a bad idea and looped my arms around his neck, kissing him softly before I too lost consciousness.
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YES! HOT MONKEY SEX! WOO! Jo is now a very dirty girl and must shower for... Ever.
God, I'm sick. Literally. I always get sick in the winter. /Always/. It's just a runny nose, but that means I get to sneeze a lot. Oh how fun. You see, normally, for me anyway, sneezing really sucks. For some unknown reason my whole body feels the need to get involved, making me shudder violently. When I'm sick, it's sooo much worse. If I'm standing, I sneeze with such force that if I lost my balance I would body-slam the ground. Then my insides twitch. Yay. I feel like there are bits of tissue in my throat. So I'm taking off work tomorrow. More time to write. Though I wouldn't mind laughing at customers as I got snot all over their precious purchases. +cackles maniacally, then doubles over in a coughing fit+ Urrgh... Later.
"No." He stated simply.
"But... Aren't you tired? I mean, you didn't really sleep last night either." I regarded him with a slightly befuddled look.
"I don't need to sleep." He sounded a bit stern and I felt like I had offended him.
"Sorry." I muttered apologetically.
His expression softened and he looked almost sad as he tightened his hold on my shoulders. "Don't be. It's not your fault. Nothing is your fault, Sora." But it was all my fault... He kissed me gently and pulled away to stare into my eyes. "I just... I can't sleep. I-I don't... I don't want to hear him anymore."
"Riku..." I placed a hand on his cheek, my eyes showing concern. He looked down away from me.
"I can hear him, in my dreams. He's calling me. He wants me to come back. I don't want to go back." He looked back at me and seemed on the verge of tears. He closed his eyes and buried his face in my chest. "He can't have my heart, Sora. It belongs to you now."
I stroked his hair, pulling him closer to me. "I won't let him take your heart. I won't let him hurt you, love. No matter what." But...
"Sora," he heaved into my chest, "I'm... I'm afraid." This surprised me. Riku wasn't one to tell others his emotions, especially not ones of fear. I wondered briefly if he had ever told anyone he'd been afraid before. Love makes you say crazy things, I guess.
"Don't be. You shouldn't have to be afraid." I kissed the top of his head, hoping my words would offer some comfort. "He can't touch you as long as I'm around."
"I love you, Sora. I love the way you can make me feel better even when I know something bad is going to happen. Don't ever," His eyes met mine, passion burning behind them, "lose sight of your heart. It's what makes you perfect. As long as you know how to love, everything will be fine." I wasn't quite sure what he meant by this (I'm still not sure, and I've begun to lose my hope in it), but I decided it best not to question him and just hold him for a while.
He didn't cry. I knew he wanted to, could see it in his eyes, but he refused to let himself. He was determined not to show weakness. I loved him, but he could be so stubborn at times. Eventually he released me, sighing deeply and looking out to the ocean. "I was hoping... Hoping he was dead. But now I know without a doubt he is alive." His head turned swiftly to me. "He wants me dead, Sora."
"D-dead?" My eyes widened in shock and horror. "Why would he want you dead?" I placed my hands on his.
"I don't know." He looked down. "I don't want to die. Not when we've finally come together." He kissed me quickly. "As long as we're together, I'll never die."
Together... Never die... I'm sorry, it gets so hard sometimes.
I brushed a lock of hair behind his ear. I smiled softly, sadly. I didn't know what to say. I felt so strange. He was telling me all his fears. He'd never done that before, and while I was happy that he trusted me so much, I was also frightened by all this new information. Now we both knew Ansem was coming, and we both knew his intention. God. My God. I didn't know what to do.
"So what do we do now?" I asked.
"Wait." His expression looked vacant. "Wait until he decides to take me." I shuddered. He noticed this and wrapped his arms around me. "Don't be afraid, Sora. Never be afraid."
"I'm not." I lied. "I'll never let you go, Riku." I kissed him. That may have been our most passionate kiss. We were both afraid of what was to come, neither willing to show weakness. I could feel tears well up in my eyes, but I pushed them down, using my energy to push myself into Riku's mouth, to hold him to me with such great fervor that I might've broken all his bones.
He seemed to be doing the same thing to me, his fingers tangling in my hair while his other hand moved under my shirt. I gasped as his hold tightened even more, then slid my tongue into his mouth. A silent battle for dominance was taking place. Neither of us knew, or even really cared, but somewhere in the back of my mind I knew I had to win. If I didn't win this, then how could I ever expect to protect him?
I succeeded in pushing him on his back, moving my lips from his and down his neck. My hand found the clasps on his shirt and I undid them with great eagerness. I breathed his name into his chest, letting my fingers glide across the newly uncovered flesh. His hands dug into my back and shoulders, but I didn't mind. I nipped and sucked at his chest, causing him to moan and gasp in ecstasy.
I felt like I couldn't control myself. Part of me loved this loss of inhibitions, while part of me was scared of it. The former won, and I continued my trek down his body, grasping hurriedly at the buckle of his pants.
"Sora..." He gasped, "Someone might see."
I pulled myself level with his face, kissing him and thrusting my tongue into him. I pulled away a moment later, eyes veiled with lust. "I don't care." I continued to work his mouth with mine as my fingers worked his buckle open and slid his pants off of his hips. He jerked his mouth away from mine, pulling a sharp intake of breath as my hand found his member. He writhed under me, silently begging for more. I obliged, moving my hand up and down in time with his hips, he all the while making pleasant noises to let me know what I was doing right, what felt good.
"Sora..." He said my name again; tightening his grip on my shoulder with one hand while the other grabbed at my hair. He tugged on it, but not enough to really hurt. I released his mouth, smiling down at him as he looked at me with half-lidded eyes. He was breathing heavily, his eyes saying things his voice couldn't at the moment.
He heaved a few short breaths before closing his eyes and kissing me. I took his invitation and teasingly slowly pulled down the zipper of my shirt. It slid easily off my shoulders and met his on the ground beside the tree. I moved off him for a moment so as to remove my shorts. His eyes never left my body; his breath still coming in short gasps.
I came back to him and straddled his chest. He took me in his mouth, licking and sucking with such intensity it was all I could do not to scream. When I was satisfied, I pulled out of his mouth and moved my hips down to his.
I entered him slowly, careful not to hurt him. He let a strangled moan escape his lips and I paused for a moment. He looked up at me though, eyes imploring me to continue. I let out a small sigh of relief and resumed what I was doing, thrusting into him. He grabbed my hips, gasping and panting with each motion. I came, emitting a low moan as his grip tightened on me.
"Ri-Riku!" I tilted my head back, breathing deeply, enjoying every sensation I was feeling. I didn't want to pull out, but that something in back of my head told me to, so I did, still sitting on his legs, my hand resting on his chest. I could feel his heart racing. His heart...
I hesitated for a moment, just looking at his face. He was thoroughly flushed in his cheeks, sweat beading on his forehead and his upper lip. I leaned in to kiss it away, licking and sucking on his lower lip. His arms moved from my hips to wrap around my back again. He pulled me into him, holding me so tight it seemed he was afraid I would float away. I trailed one hand back down his body, grasping his erection once again. I moved my hand with a new intensity, and soon he came, spilling onto our stomachs.
"S... So... Sora..." He gasped. Anyone else would've barely been able to tell that he'd said my name, but I could tell, and that was enough. I smiled at him, at the fact that he was mine, and mine alone. I grazed my fingers over his stomach, lifting them to his lips. He kissed them, then pulled them into his mouth, sucking and licking at them gently. I could tell his strength was drained, and I wrapped my arm around him.
"I love you." I sighed into his neck, resting my head on his shoulder. He draped his arms around my waist, trying desperately to catch his breath.
"I love you, too." He kissed my forehead softly. His breathing began to slow and I eventually noticed that he'd fallen asleep. I gathered this wasn't such a bad idea and looped my arms around his neck, kissing him softly before I too lost consciousness.
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YES! HOT MONKEY SEX! WOO! Jo is now a very dirty girl and must shower for... Ever.
God, I'm sick. Literally. I always get sick in the winter. /Always/. It's just a runny nose, but that means I get to sneeze a lot. Oh how fun. You see, normally, for me anyway, sneezing really sucks. For some unknown reason my whole body feels the need to get involved, making me shudder violently. When I'm sick, it's sooo much worse. If I'm standing, I sneeze with such force that if I lost my balance I would body-slam the ground. Then my insides twitch. Yay. I feel like there are bits of tissue in my throat. So I'm taking off work tomorrow. More time to write. Though I wouldn't mind laughing at customers as I got snot all over their precious purchases. +cackles maniacally, then doubles over in a coughing fit+ Urrgh... Later.
