Title: A New Taste
Author: lifeinahole
Pairing: SoraxRiku
Rating: NC-17 for boys doing a lot more than kissing.
Warnings: Just what the rating says. AKA blowjobs!
Word Count: 1846
A/N: This story had a hard time making up it's mind what it wanted to do. I have no beta, so this is probably addled with mistakes. And I am obsessed with Sora being the seme... I swear. This is supposed to be set sometime after they come back. Obviously life has returned to normal and they're 18 and 19, respectively. Begins right where "A New Look" leaves off.

Sora and Riku walked out of the clothing store in silence. Kairi was probably waiting for them at the beach. When Riku went to turn in that direction though, Sora grabbed his wrist. With a glint in his eyes that Riku didn't recognize, Sora shook his head and pulled him in the direction of his house. Without questioning, Riku followed.

Being in Sora's room had never been awkward before. Riku could walk around it with his eyes closed, but now it felt different. There was some unspoken truce of silence between the two of them right now that ended when Sora clicked the lock on his door.

For as long as he could remember, Sora had harbored a secret spot in his heart for Riku. Seeing him, in all his glory, in the Speedo had just fueled Sora into action. And Sora moved into action this time too, grabbing Riku's wrist again and pulling him close.

"What does this mean?" he asked, his words whispered across Riku's lips.

"I think that's pretty obvious," Riku replied. Riku, who before this moment had always called Sora his best friend, had been fantasizing about the other teen for years. Now, he couldn't seem to stop his hands from wandering over the brunette's hips. A wide grin split his face.

"So do I really look that good in a Speedo?" Riku asked, pulling Sora so their bodies were flush against each other. Sora gasped; his half-hard erection pressing against Riku's thigh. "Or would you have rather seen me without the Speedo?"

"B-both…" he managed to stammer out, gripping Riku's shoulders as hard as he could without bruising.

"This isn't a recent development, is it Sora?"

"I'm surprised you didn't notice," Sora said flatly.

"I'm surprised you didn't either," Riku responded, just as flatly. They stared at each other for a moment before they both burst out laughing.

Sora was winding his arms slowly around Riku's shoulders, pulling the older teen's face closer to his own.

"All this time we've been wasting swimming with Kairi, when we could've been making lame excuses and hiding away with each other…" His hands trailed back down to grab the hem of Riku's shirt, pulling it up until Riku obliged and lifted his arms. He couldn't tear his eyes away from Sora.

"We should've been swimming right now," Sora said, grinning widely. He started pulling on the waist band of Riku's shorts. "But after seeing your chest-" Kiss. "And your abs-" Kiss. "And this happy trail-" Kiss, lick, kiss. "I suddenly didn't feel like swimming."

Riku watched in amazement as a side of Sora came out that he had never seen before. With each line, Sora had kissed his way down Riku's body and was now on his knees, gently stroking the aforementioned happy trail with his index finger.

"I had always wondered what color this was going to be, before it grew in. But secretly-" Lick. "I wanted it to be the same color as your hair." Riku would've loved to stand there with the attention for as long as possible, but as Sora licked the spot right below his navel, his knees gave and he found himself sitting on the floor in front of Sora.

Sora wasted no time climbing into Riku's lap, kissing the silver-haired teen's neck.

"When the hell did you get this perverted?" Riku asked breathlessly, shoving his hands into the back pockets on Sora's shorts and pulling him closer. He thrust his hips up once, both of them moaning in unison at hardness coming in contact with hardness.

"In your dreams," Sora responded. Riku laughed at this, rolling to pin Sora beneath him. He trapped Sora's wrists above his head with one hand, and just looked at the other teen. After several minutes of scrutiny, Sora started to squirm, and a bright blush appeared across his cheeks.

"You could just take a picture, it would last longer," he muttered impatiently.

With his free hand, Riku pushed up the younger teen's t-shirt, licking a line straight up the center of his chest. Sora inhaled sharply and arched off the floor into Riku's mouth.

"Pictures don't taste like that," Riku whispered against Sora's skin. The pinned brunette groaned in earnest.

"Can we move this to the bed? My floor is possibly the most uncomfortably location I would've picked for this sort of thing."

"Picky, picky…" Riku muttered under his breath, but rolled off Sora regardless. Standing up, he held out a hand for Sora and pulled him into a rough kiss once they were both on their feet. Sora licked Riku's bottom lip, wordlessly asking entrance into his mouth. Their tongues tangled together impatiently, wanting to taste more of each other.

While Riku was distracted with trying to gain dominance over the kiss, Sora slowly edged him backwards towards the bed. He broke from the kiss, grinning smugly and pushing Riku lightly to knock him off balance. Riku gasped in surprise, landing flat on his back.

Moving quickly, Sora straddled his knees. He quickly undid the fasteners on Riku's pants and slid the zipper down, all before Riku could even catch the wind to protest… not that he'd want to.

All that air that Riku had gathered to say nothing left him in a whoosh of air, the tail end of it becoming a moan as Sora's hand closed over his erection. He lifted his head enough to watch the brunette perched on his knees.

He growled in protest when Sora lifted his hand away, but Sora merely raised an eyebrow at him before pulling his own shirt off and going back to what he had been doing.

Riku's head fell back again as Sora's hand slid slowly up and down his cock. He lifted his hips, trying to demand more by moving against Sora, but all he received from his efforts were an unusually low chuckle.

"For some reason, a lot of people tend to think I'm too young… too naïve," Sora moved up, abandoning Riku's erection for a moment to look into Riku's eyes. Sora had lain almost on top of the silver-haired teen, arms crossed over his chest with his chin propped on top.

Riku tried concentrating enough to form words, but all the moisture in his mouth was gone with the added pleasure of feeling Sora's chest against his own.

Before he got any real response out though, Sora had pushed himself up again, trailing kisses down Riku's chest, licking his way down Riku's happy trail again, and finally ending inches away from Riku's cock. He waited until Riku looked down at him and then slowly licked from the base to the tip.

A surge of pleasure ripped through Riku and he closed his eyes tight. One hand tangled itself into Sora's hair while the other grabbed the sheets to the point his knuckles were white. Sora moved quickly on to engulfing Riku's cock in the wet heat of his mouth. He kept a hand around the base, not willing to test his luck of how deep he could go for the first time.

"Sora…" Riku moaned out, his mind blank save for the name falling past his lips and the pleasure said boy was giving him. He could already feel the tension rising within him, racing towards the release he ached for.

A noise of surprise escaped Sora as Riku came in his mouth. He swallowed as much as he could, trying hard not to grimace at the taste. What he missed, he licked up off of Riku's softening cock before wiping his mouth and moving to lie next to the older, still-panting teen.

"Sorry," Riku apologized between breaths. "I wanted to warn you…"

Sora grinned, placing a chaste kiss on Riku's lips, compared to their previous kisses.

"It's okay. I was just a little surprised, that's all," Sora nuzzled Riku's collarbone.

"Do you want me to return the favor?" When there was no response, he looked down at Sora to see the bright blush crossing his cheeks. He then noticed semen on his other hand and the noticeable wet spot on his shorts.

"Already uh, took care of it," Sora said. Riku smirked and kissed Sora's forehead.

"Next time, let me reciprocate… you strange pervert." He yelped loudly as Sora pinched one of his nipples. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he admitted laughing. Sora muttered something about teaching him a lesson, biting Riku's collarbone none-too-gently and yawning audibly.

"Well, being that I just did all the work, I'm going to take a nap," he said offhandedly, curling tightly against Riku's side and throwing a leg over his hips. Riku just chuckled, wrapping his arms around Sora.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure you have your chance to just lie there and do nothing," Riku responded, but soft snores were his only answer. He smiled, closing his eyes and letting sleep take over him as well.