Woo! Keep those reviews coming! I must have more! All right
kids...we're gonna try for...lets say...20? Maybe 15? 16? Come on! It's
support! The most I've ever had on a fanfic is 39. I wanna beat it!
Anywayz...I'm gonna get on with the story now. Enjoy!
~Kurisutaru ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To the younger boy's surprise, Riku did not resist. In fact, the older boy leaned into it after a moment or two of hesitating. Sora felt as if he were separated from the real world completely. He was lost in his fantasies as their lips released each other. Riku cupped Sora's flushed face is his hands.
"Riku...I-I wanted you to know. I-"
Riku placed a gentle finger across Sora's full pink lips.
"You talk too much. I know what you're going to say. My thoughts are the same."
He leaned in again, claiming those full lips. Sora pushed himself forward, getting himself as close to Riku as possible. Sora might have been the happiest boy on the island, feeling the brush of Riku's lips against his as he pulled their lips apart for a second time.
"I didn't know how you would react. Riku-"
Sora was cut off by a soft laugh.
"Shut up. You do talk too much."
"But I still don't know-"
"What do you need to know now?"
He supposed Riku was right. He didn't want to ruin the moment by saying something wrong. He wanted this moment to last forever. Would they be able to spend more moments like this? Together?
Savor the moment.
Sora gently stroked his fingers through Riku's feathery locks of silver. He coiled the hair between his fingers, totally lost, or to better describe it; drowning in Riku's eyes. He leaned forward, touching his forehead against Riku's. Riku slid his hands behind the younger boy's head, pulling him into another passionate kiss, or maybe something much more than passionate. Riku parted Sora's lips with his tongue, gently caressing the inside of his mouth. Sora moaned into it, desperately wanting more out of the moment, and Riku. He tasted...good. Riku draped his leg over Sora, gently rubbing it against Sora's own leg. Riku had noticed a certain stiffness from Sora as their hips came in contact, and he thought that Sora might be thinking the same of him. He pulled their lips apart, a small whine of disappointment coming from Sora as he did so. He softly bit down on Sora's lower lip, and after releasing; he again cupped Sora's face in his hands. He had a gentle feel about him, that made Sora feel warm and...loved.
"Riku..."
Sora had whispered his name fairly low, and it was satisfying for Riku to hear Sora speak his name in that manner.
"Are you still going to talk?"
Riku had rolled Sora onto his back, and was currently sitting, his legs strattled, on Sora's stomach. An intense seductive look had overcome his eyes, and he grinned down at Sora, slyly. That look on Riku's face had sent a shiver down Sora's spine.
"Riku...I can't help but notice that we're still on the beach."
They were still in a public place, although there was no one around at the time. Riku had totally forgotten that they were there. He was in his own little fantasy world with Sora, were no one could ever disturb them. Riku cocked an eyebrow, standing up.
"Fine. We'll finish this somewhere else."
He reached his hand out to Sora, which Sora eagerly took, letting himself be pulled to his feet. He brushed the sand from his clothing and hair, as did Riku. Sora had to force himself to look away from Riku. He couldn't help but imagine Riku without those clothes on, and the hardness between his legs wasn't helping much either. Sora shifted uncomfortably.
He felt hot breath on his ear, and felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around him.
"Where to?"
Sora leaned his head back on Riku, smiling broadly.
"My house. My room."
No more words were needed as Riku released Sora, and they made their way along the beach to Sora's house. Sora still had a lot of questions he needed answered, but he didn't dare push it. He thought that any moment he would wake up from a dream. He wanted more than anything, to wake up in Riku's arms. He was feeling something he had never felt before. His stomach burned, his heart beat wildly against his chest, and he felt as if the ground was tilting beneath his feet. Maybe this is what love was like?
"Riku...?"
"Hm?"
"I love you."
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Kurisutaru:: Lemon, or no lemon? That is the question. Should I put some good boy love makin' in the next chapter?
Riku:: YES!
Sora:: ::twitches::
Kurisutaru:: ::Attempts to ignore them:: I know this chapter was a bit short, but I had to save the good stuff for later on.
Riku:: Need...action! ::glomps Sora::
Sora:: ::Squeals::
Kurisutaru:: ::Sits...watches...waits:: OO;
~Kurisutaru ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To the younger boy's surprise, Riku did not resist. In fact, the older boy leaned into it after a moment or two of hesitating. Sora felt as if he were separated from the real world completely. He was lost in his fantasies as their lips released each other. Riku cupped Sora's flushed face is his hands.
"Riku...I-I wanted you to know. I-"
Riku placed a gentle finger across Sora's full pink lips.
"You talk too much. I know what you're going to say. My thoughts are the same."
He leaned in again, claiming those full lips. Sora pushed himself forward, getting himself as close to Riku as possible. Sora might have been the happiest boy on the island, feeling the brush of Riku's lips against his as he pulled their lips apart for a second time.
"I didn't know how you would react. Riku-"
Sora was cut off by a soft laugh.
"Shut up. You do talk too much."
"But I still don't know-"
"What do you need to know now?"
He supposed Riku was right. He didn't want to ruin the moment by saying something wrong. He wanted this moment to last forever. Would they be able to spend more moments like this? Together?
Savor the moment.
Sora gently stroked his fingers through Riku's feathery locks of silver. He coiled the hair between his fingers, totally lost, or to better describe it; drowning in Riku's eyes. He leaned forward, touching his forehead against Riku's. Riku slid his hands behind the younger boy's head, pulling him into another passionate kiss, or maybe something much more than passionate. Riku parted Sora's lips with his tongue, gently caressing the inside of his mouth. Sora moaned into it, desperately wanting more out of the moment, and Riku. He tasted...good. Riku draped his leg over Sora, gently rubbing it against Sora's own leg. Riku had noticed a certain stiffness from Sora as their hips came in contact, and he thought that Sora might be thinking the same of him. He pulled their lips apart, a small whine of disappointment coming from Sora as he did so. He softly bit down on Sora's lower lip, and after releasing; he again cupped Sora's face in his hands. He had a gentle feel about him, that made Sora feel warm and...loved.
"Riku..."
Sora had whispered his name fairly low, and it was satisfying for Riku to hear Sora speak his name in that manner.
"Are you still going to talk?"
Riku had rolled Sora onto his back, and was currently sitting, his legs strattled, on Sora's stomach. An intense seductive look had overcome his eyes, and he grinned down at Sora, slyly. That look on Riku's face had sent a shiver down Sora's spine.
"Riku...I can't help but notice that we're still on the beach."
They were still in a public place, although there was no one around at the time. Riku had totally forgotten that they were there. He was in his own little fantasy world with Sora, were no one could ever disturb them. Riku cocked an eyebrow, standing up.
"Fine. We'll finish this somewhere else."
He reached his hand out to Sora, which Sora eagerly took, letting himself be pulled to his feet. He brushed the sand from his clothing and hair, as did Riku. Sora had to force himself to look away from Riku. He couldn't help but imagine Riku without those clothes on, and the hardness between his legs wasn't helping much either. Sora shifted uncomfortably.
He felt hot breath on his ear, and felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around him.
"Where to?"
Sora leaned his head back on Riku, smiling broadly.
"My house. My room."
No more words were needed as Riku released Sora, and they made their way along the beach to Sora's house. Sora still had a lot of questions he needed answered, but he didn't dare push it. He thought that any moment he would wake up from a dream. He wanted more than anything, to wake up in Riku's arms. He was feeling something he had never felt before. His stomach burned, his heart beat wildly against his chest, and he felt as if the ground was tilting beneath his feet. Maybe this is what love was like?
"Riku...?"
"Hm?"
"I love you."
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Kurisutaru:: Lemon, or no lemon? That is the question. Should I put some good boy love makin' in the next chapter?
Riku:: YES!
Sora:: ::twitches::
Kurisutaru:: ::Attempts to ignore them:: I know this chapter was a bit short, but I had to save the good stuff for later on.
Riku:: Need...action! ::glomps Sora::
Sora:: ::Squeals::
Kurisutaru:: ::Sits...watches...waits:: OO;
