Unwanted Feelings
By: Angelistical06
Fallenangelz06@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own any Kingdom Hearts characters and/or related characters... Not making a profit either so no calling any lawyers for you! HA!
'...' = thoughts "..." = dialogue *****************************************************
Chapter 8: Getaway
"Nnnnh..."
Riku once again stirred out of a deep slumber. "Riku, how do you feel now?" Sora put a damp towel onto his heated forehead. "I'm...really getting tired of waking like this." he tried to sit up. "Lay back down and rest. You probably got overheated in the chase." Riku nodded and did as he was told. "How'd we get to my room?" The black haired boy laughed remotely. "I brought us here. Heh, guess I got to keep my strength." He closed his eyes and rested deeper into his bed, tranquility waved down just having Sora present with him. He could tell Sora felt the same for a hand gently rubbed his own. "Maybe you hit a super puberty surge?" He laughed. "I've been through that already." Sora grinned goofily. "There's that old grin...thought I'd never see that again." The older one whispered sincerely. This brought along a faint crimson color across Sora's cheeks. Their fingers intertwined as they were met with the slight noise of rain tapping against the window. "Sora, I love you." He blurted out suddenly. "Really Riku?" His bright blue eyes shimmered at the intensity of that moment. Riku concurred. Without thinking, Sora planted a kiss on his lips. Somewhat surprised at his own actions, he shot back up, blinking a few times. "What's the matter?" Riku questioned. "Well...is what I think gonna happen, happen?" he murmured nervously. Riku bit his lip delicately. "We don't have to, if it makes you uncomfortable." It was his first time also. Funny, because he would've never thought he would be sharing this with his best friend.
"I mean I want to, but...you. I.." Riku hushed him with a finger against his lips. "What happened in the cave, wasn't your fault. It's history, ok?" Sora looked away. "Ok." He next felt his shirt being lifted from off his chest. Responding, he tossed it to the floor, shaking some black strands out his eyes. With a small grin, Riku kissed along his neck, catching him off guard. "Riku.." he mewed, tensing at the new feeling. "Relax..." he whispered in his ear. Figuring it'll help him keep cool, he guided Sora's hand down to his buckle. "Unbuckle it for me?" Fighting back old memories, he loosened the silver haired one's pants. Riku then guided him down and made his way on top, doing the same to his pants. "So, Sora..." he turned around removing the boy's shoes. He didn't want foot prints all over his bed from what he was about to do. "Ever felt what oral feels like?" He gulped. "No..not really." He returned to his pants and reached inside, giving him a teased tug. Sora quivered at the sensation, closing his eyes. "Keep them open. As long as you can." He was fully exposed now and felt a little embarrassed. Riku lowered his head, bring his parted lips less than an inch away from the top. "Riku, wait!" He paused, bringing his eyes up to meet Sora's. "Yes?" there was a slight awkward pause. "Let me, Riku." he gave him a raised eyebrow. "It's ok, I want to do this." the younger one sat up. "I want to also, but let me go first?" He shifted to the side, letting Sora up. "You're not trying to make up for anything are you?" "...Not exactly." he lied pulling Riku's pants down. He knew he was lying but let him proceed anyway. He really wanted to do, no arguments for him. As the positioning changed, so did the moans. Sora tried his best to please him, and from the responses of his lover, he was doing a pretty good job. Sora gently sucked and bobbed, using his tongue ever so often. "Mmmmm...Sora.." breaking his own rule, he closed his eyes in complete bliss. Words couldn't explain his feelings at that moment. He knew he belonged with Sora. Panting quietly, he gripped his sheets, preparing for what was coming next. Leaning his head back and letting out a tacit moan, he climaxed into the dark haired boy's mouth. Swallowing it down, he licked his lips seductively and sat up smiling, liking what he tasted. Oblivious to how his bad boy charm was turning Riku on.
He crawled cat-like into Riku's arms, smirking. "Did I pass?" The older one slipped on top of the younger one, ready to give him his all. "With flying colors." He kissed him deeply, exploring his warm mouth. Getting goose bumps from the feeling of two hardening crotches pressed against each other, they were more than happy to start the process over yet again. Too bad the door opened on them. "Riku, when-?" his father began as he walked in on them. "Oh, SHIT!" "Dammit!" They scurried away from each other and pulling themselves together. "W-What the HELL?! Were you two just-?!" he father sputter in anger and disgust. He'd knew one day he would walk in on Riku, but never with another guy. "Dad, wait! I can explain!" Riku begged while fastening his belt back together. Sora just sat on the other end, too scared to move. "I KNEW it!" his wrath directed at Sora now. "Corrupting my son! I'll show you..." he left downstairs. "Dad!! Hold on!" he yelled hoarsely, tripping over his own shoe.
Sora quickly gathered his things, not wanting to take the time to put them on properly. "My shoe! Where's my shoe?!" His father returned with a shot gun. "You sick lil' convicted fag! Trying to bring us down!" He aimed and Sora froze like a deer in headlights. "NO!" Riku launched at the gun, pulling it down. "Move the hell out the way, boy!! I'll deal with you later!" He shoved him into the wall harshly. Refocusing on the black haired teen, he saw him run past him in time. "Get back here!! I'll stop you once and for all!" He chased after him out the house and half way out into the street. Riku gathered himself and followed them dizzily. After shooting blindly in the direction of Sora's mad dash he walked up to the snarling Riku. "What's the hell's wrong with you?! You could've shot-!" he was cut off with a brisk punch. "You shut your damn mouth! Just what the hell do you think you were doing with him?!" The boy gave him a defiant stare, gently touching his semi busted lip. "What did it look like we were doing?" he answered menacingly. "You! Disgrace!" he grabbed him roughly, "You're going back to the hospital!" Riku rebelled. "Let me go! I'm not going back!" A little stunned by his son's sudden behavior, he shook him. "I'm your father! You hear me?! And I can knock the hell out of you if I wanted!" Riku glared and snatched himself from the man's grasp. "Like you did mom every fucking night?!" There was an horrifying pause between the two. "That's right," Riku spoke up happy to have a chance to let out all his balled up anger, "Every night, I feared you'd come home drunk and abusive! Beating up on my mom...I bet you did it! YOU KILLED MY MOTHER!" His father emerald eyes glistened with rage. "I will NOT tolerate you and your mouth!" He whacked him with the handle part of his riffle. Riku fell to the ground into an all to familiar defensive ball. "Be lucky she's dead. So she doesn't have to see what a disappointment you've become." He jerked him up and pushed him down the street. "And when you do get out the hospital, don't bother coming here. You have no place in my house!"
Sora huffed as he jogged and hid behind a tree, gripping on to his shoe and shirt. It was cold and drizzly, but fear had still produced a sheen of sweat on his face. Deciding he was sort of safe, he sat down. 'How? How did that happened?!' he slid a hand over his face, wiping sweat and rain from his eyes. 'No one knew he was even awake, let alone check up on him in his room.' then, it hit him. "the only person that checks up on him every second is....Kairi.' with that passing thought, an old vindictive feeling crept up on him. And it was welcomed. "Kairi," a smile shadowed his face, "...you've been naughty again."
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(A/N: sorry about the short chapter folks! Writers block...and I'm hungry. Will update soon so no worries ^^)
Disclaimer: I do not own any Kingdom Hearts characters and/or related characters... Not making a profit either so no calling any lawyers for you! HA!
'...' = thoughts "..." = dialogue *****************************************************
Chapter 8: Getaway
"Nnnnh..."
Riku once again stirred out of a deep slumber. "Riku, how do you feel now?" Sora put a damp towel onto his heated forehead. "I'm...really getting tired of waking like this." he tried to sit up. "Lay back down and rest. You probably got overheated in the chase." Riku nodded and did as he was told. "How'd we get to my room?" The black haired boy laughed remotely. "I brought us here. Heh, guess I got to keep my strength." He closed his eyes and rested deeper into his bed, tranquility waved down just having Sora present with him. He could tell Sora felt the same for a hand gently rubbed his own. "Maybe you hit a super puberty surge?" He laughed. "I've been through that already." Sora grinned goofily. "There's that old grin...thought I'd never see that again." The older one whispered sincerely. This brought along a faint crimson color across Sora's cheeks. Their fingers intertwined as they were met with the slight noise of rain tapping against the window. "Sora, I love you." He blurted out suddenly. "Really Riku?" His bright blue eyes shimmered at the intensity of that moment. Riku concurred. Without thinking, Sora planted a kiss on his lips. Somewhat surprised at his own actions, he shot back up, blinking a few times. "What's the matter?" Riku questioned. "Well...is what I think gonna happen, happen?" he murmured nervously. Riku bit his lip delicately. "We don't have to, if it makes you uncomfortable." It was his first time also. Funny, because he would've never thought he would be sharing this with his best friend.
"I mean I want to, but...you. I.." Riku hushed him with a finger against his lips. "What happened in the cave, wasn't your fault. It's history, ok?" Sora looked away. "Ok." He next felt his shirt being lifted from off his chest. Responding, he tossed it to the floor, shaking some black strands out his eyes. With a small grin, Riku kissed along his neck, catching him off guard. "Riku.." he mewed, tensing at the new feeling. "Relax..." he whispered in his ear. Figuring it'll help him keep cool, he guided Sora's hand down to his buckle. "Unbuckle it for me?" Fighting back old memories, he loosened the silver haired one's pants. Riku then guided him down and made his way on top, doing the same to his pants. "So, Sora..." he turned around removing the boy's shoes. He didn't want foot prints all over his bed from what he was about to do. "Ever felt what oral feels like?" He gulped. "No..not really." He returned to his pants and reached inside, giving him a teased tug. Sora quivered at the sensation, closing his eyes. "Keep them open. As long as you can." He was fully exposed now and felt a little embarrassed. Riku lowered his head, bring his parted lips less than an inch away from the top. "Riku, wait!" He paused, bringing his eyes up to meet Sora's. "Yes?" there was a slight awkward pause. "Let me, Riku." he gave him a raised eyebrow. "It's ok, I want to do this." the younger one sat up. "I want to also, but let me go first?" He shifted to the side, letting Sora up. "You're not trying to make up for anything are you?" "...Not exactly." he lied pulling Riku's pants down. He knew he was lying but let him proceed anyway. He really wanted to do, no arguments for him. As the positioning changed, so did the moans. Sora tried his best to please him, and from the responses of his lover, he was doing a pretty good job. Sora gently sucked and bobbed, using his tongue ever so often. "Mmmmm...Sora.." breaking his own rule, he closed his eyes in complete bliss. Words couldn't explain his feelings at that moment. He knew he belonged with Sora. Panting quietly, he gripped his sheets, preparing for what was coming next. Leaning his head back and letting out a tacit moan, he climaxed into the dark haired boy's mouth. Swallowing it down, he licked his lips seductively and sat up smiling, liking what he tasted. Oblivious to how his bad boy charm was turning Riku on.
He crawled cat-like into Riku's arms, smirking. "Did I pass?" The older one slipped on top of the younger one, ready to give him his all. "With flying colors." He kissed him deeply, exploring his warm mouth. Getting goose bumps from the feeling of two hardening crotches pressed against each other, they were more than happy to start the process over yet again. Too bad the door opened on them. "Riku, when-?" his father began as he walked in on them. "Oh, SHIT!" "Dammit!" They scurried away from each other and pulling themselves together. "W-What the HELL?! Were you two just-?!" he father sputter in anger and disgust. He'd knew one day he would walk in on Riku, but never with another guy. "Dad, wait! I can explain!" Riku begged while fastening his belt back together. Sora just sat on the other end, too scared to move. "I KNEW it!" his wrath directed at Sora now. "Corrupting my son! I'll show you..." he left downstairs. "Dad!! Hold on!" he yelled hoarsely, tripping over his own shoe.
Sora quickly gathered his things, not wanting to take the time to put them on properly. "My shoe! Where's my shoe?!" His father returned with a shot gun. "You sick lil' convicted fag! Trying to bring us down!" He aimed and Sora froze like a deer in headlights. "NO!" Riku launched at the gun, pulling it down. "Move the hell out the way, boy!! I'll deal with you later!" He shoved him into the wall harshly. Refocusing on the black haired teen, he saw him run past him in time. "Get back here!! I'll stop you once and for all!" He chased after him out the house and half way out into the street. Riku gathered himself and followed them dizzily. After shooting blindly in the direction of Sora's mad dash he walked up to the snarling Riku. "What's the hell's wrong with you?! You could've shot-!" he was cut off with a brisk punch. "You shut your damn mouth! Just what the hell do you think you were doing with him?!" The boy gave him a defiant stare, gently touching his semi busted lip. "What did it look like we were doing?" he answered menacingly. "You! Disgrace!" he grabbed him roughly, "You're going back to the hospital!" Riku rebelled. "Let me go! I'm not going back!" A little stunned by his son's sudden behavior, he shook him. "I'm your father! You hear me?! And I can knock the hell out of you if I wanted!" Riku glared and snatched himself from the man's grasp. "Like you did mom every fucking night?!" There was an horrifying pause between the two. "That's right," Riku spoke up happy to have a chance to let out all his balled up anger, "Every night, I feared you'd come home drunk and abusive! Beating up on my mom...I bet you did it! YOU KILLED MY MOTHER!" His father emerald eyes glistened with rage. "I will NOT tolerate you and your mouth!" He whacked him with the handle part of his riffle. Riku fell to the ground into an all to familiar defensive ball. "Be lucky she's dead. So she doesn't have to see what a disappointment you've become." He jerked him up and pushed him down the street. "And when you do get out the hospital, don't bother coming here. You have no place in my house!"
Sora huffed as he jogged and hid behind a tree, gripping on to his shoe and shirt. It was cold and drizzly, but fear had still produced a sheen of sweat on his face. Deciding he was sort of safe, he sat down. 'How? How did that happened?!' he slid a hand over his face, wiping sweat and rain from his eyes. 'No one knew he was even awake, let alone check up on him in his room.' then, it hit him. "the only person that checks up on him every second is....Kairi.' with that passing thought, an old vindictive feeling crept up on him. And it was welcomed. "Kairi," a smile shadowed his face, "...you've been naughty again."
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(A/N: sorry about the short chapter folks! Writers block...and I'm hungry. Will update soon so no worries ^^)