Author's Note: Yes, that's right my friends! The day you've all been waiting for is finally here! Riku and Sora get it on:dances: Umm…ahem…uh, anywho…sorry it took me so long to write, even though this chapter's really short. I've been bombarded by a great many fic ideas, a few of which I will probably be posting soon, so keep an eye out for that please my dears. A-thank you. Also, I'm not posting two versions of this, because, frankly, I'm too damn lazy, and I don't really feel like family-ing this up. Please don't hate me for this. Anyway. On to the sex. 'Cause that's all you're gonna find in this chapter….
Chapter Eight: Wordless
Sora could hear his heart pounding in his ears. He could feel each thundering beat shudder through his frame. With his lips pressed firmly against those of the one he had learned to love so quickly and easily, he could forget. He could forget his past, his confusion, everything. Sora sighed into the kiss and allowed himself to become completely lost.
Seconds later, Sora started in surprise as Riku recovered and took control of the kiss. He wrapped his arms tightly about Sora's waist, pulling him close. The brunette's lips were urged to part and Riku's tongue darted in to caress the velvety caverns of Sora's mouth. The boy responded eagerly, wrapping his legs around Riku's waist and meeting each soft caress's end with the beginning of his own.
The little space that was left between them was heavy with the desire to melt away completely. Sora's fingers buried themselves in the softness of Riku's glossy locks, as the silver-haired boy's hands began a journey of their own. They danced eagerly up Sora's abdomen, clutching at the thin fabric that separated them from soft, warm skin.
Pulling away from the kiss, Sora took a deep breath as Riku peeled off the brunette's grimy shirt. They fell back together quickly, hungrily, and the pace of their passion-play increased. Their kisses became deeper, more demanding. Sora let out a small moan as Riku nibbled gently on his lower lip before delving into the boy's mouth for another taste.
The younger's fingertips longed to glide across the strong, smooth chest of his beloved, and pulled harshly at Riku's clothing. They struggled to tear apart the hated barrier, for Sora did not wish to break away from the sweet kiss. He gave one last, strong tug, and was rewarded by the sound of ripping fabric. Sora worked feverishly to remove the garment, and once that had been accomplished, he slid his hands across Riku's chest, stopping to trace the lines of his collarbone. Riku's skin shivered under Sora's light touches.
The space between the two closed as Riku pulled Sora forcefully towards him. His tongue quickened the tempo of its ravishings and Sora moaned eagerly. The boy's body burned with a fierce desire. He could feel Riku's own desire growing, a fact which became more evident as Sora became aware of a pressure at his thigh, just below his buttocks. Clutching Riku's shoulders he thrust his hips downward and began gyrating, causing the elder boy to groan and deepen their kiss even more.
But this proved to be too little, for Riku had soon pinned Sora to the floor and was performing his own gyrations. Sora's breath hissed in a mixture of pain and pleasure as Riku's hips ground against the brunette's erection.
The silver-haired boy broke abruptly away from the kiss, moving down to nibble at Sora's neck. His hands wandered down to rest on his lover's hips, thumbs working slowly over the bone.
"Riku…" Sora whispered, his voice heavy with desire.
Riku smiled in response, lifting Sora's hips in order to remove the boy's loose breeches. Sora reacted by leaning forward and working at the waist-band of Riku's. When this was done, Riku again pinned the boy and started a new kiss. He thrust his hips into Sora's again, reveling in the new sensation now that all inhibitions has been abolished. Sora bucked his hips in response to Riku's ministrations.
His blue eyes clouded over with unfulfilled longing and he whimpered in disappointment as Riku stopped his gyrations and bent to allow his tongue and teeth to play with Sora's girlish hips. He could sense the strong source of blood flowing deep in Sora's thigh as he nibbled at the boy's flesh and became hungry for more. It would be painful…but it had to be done. Riku's teeth sank deep into the boy's leg and were met by a burst of sweet metallic blood. He lapped it up quickly before pulling Sora down to stifle the boy's cry of pain, placing his mouth over Sora's.
Sora responded with a small gasp as he wrapped is arms about Riku's neck. The latter smiled into the kiss as other intentions filled his mind. He returned to his previous location, and gently took Sora's member in his mouth. The boy hissed and moaned in surprise. After a moment the two developed a rhythm in which Riku's wane was met constantly by Sora's wax. Sora closed his eyes and shuddered with pleasure as Riku increased their rhythm and began humming softly. It was not too long before Sora had been brought to release.
Riku threw the boy's legs over his shoulders, wiping off Sora's mess and inserting a finger in the boy's opening. Sora stifled a cry as Riku worked at his taught muscles, coaxing them into relaxation. After a while he slipped in a second finger.
Sora drew in a deep breath and whispered pleadingly, "Riku….please."
Riku lifted the boy and placed him on the edge of the bed, Sora's legs still about his shoulders. He hesitated a moment before thrusting and burying himself in Sora. The boy cried out in pain and Riku waited for Sora's okay. He pulled out slowly, then thrust quickly back in.
As this sensuous pattern continued, growing in intensity and pace, Sora's pain quickly melted into an immense pleasure that was almost unbearable. Each of Riku's smooth thrusts drove Sora closer to the edge, until he was moaning loudly and arching his back sharply.
Just when Sora thought he could no longer stand it, Riku came and collapsed on top of Sora. Breathing heavily he wrapped his arms around Sora's waist. The two lay in silence, safely enveloped in each other's arms, for a long while, until their breathing had steadied and Sora broke the silence.
"Riku?" he murmured.
The silver-haired vampire sighed in response, nuzzling his face into Sora's neck.
Sora hesitated, the words he longed to say building up behind his lips. After a moment, Riku propped himself up on his elbows and looked Sora in the eye, waiting patiently for the boy to continue.
As emerald met sapphire, both found in the other's depths what they knew was shining in their own, and the need for words disappeared.