This drabble might be considered spoiler-ey for those who haven't played through, uh, The World That Never Was, or so.
And the prompt was originally admiration, but as I wrote it, it ended up being rejection instead.
Comment?
riku/demyx
"rejection"
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Nobodies couldn't feel rejection.
It all started with Demyx entering his quarters (Riku's suspicions about Demyx's ulterior motives had later been proved correct), nonchalantly asking him about his reason for residing in Castle Oblivion with the Nobodies.
"You dress like us, yet you're not with The Organization. Why are you here?"
"I'm looking for someone."
"Oh. Y'know, you look a lot like Xemnas."
"Well, I didn't always look like this."
"Oh. Why do you look like that now?"
"In order to find him, I had to become… this."
"Oh. How noble of you…"
And that is how they ended up like this: Demyx bent over the nearest desk and Riku frantically pounding into him as he gripped the blond's hips.
"Harder!" Demyx cried, arching as he felt Riku brush that one spot deep inside of him that made him see stars.
Riku moaned and complied, letting one gloved hand weave its fingers in dirty blond hair. If he closed his eyes, he could see a head of unruly brown locks. He moaned as he tugged Demyx's head back, back pressed against his chest as he sucked hungrily at the pale flesh of the blond's neck. If he closed his eyes, he could see sun kissed skin.
Demyx came with a yell—"Ansem!"—and his body relaxed, only supported by the gloved hand still tangled in his hair.
Riku soon followed, a simple moan signaling his release. His grip slackened and Demyx collapsed on the desk, panting, and Riku had to use all of his willpower to pull out and dress.
Nobodies couldn't feel rejection.
coming soon:
riku/sora
"trust"
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