Title: A New FeelingAuthor: lifeinahole
Pairing: SoraxRiku
Rating: NC-17 for boys doing a lot more than kissing.
Warnings: Just what the rating says. AKA smex!
Word Count: 2,114
A/N: Oh where do I begin? This plot bunny preened its way around my room for two weeks. Every time it came close to me though, it would wander away. Then it would come close again, let me pet it for a few minutes, and then hop away, offended that I actually wanted to accomplish something. And then came today, where I walked around cleaning my house, repeating lines of this to myself so I wouldn't forget it. And here we have it. It wouldn't let me sleep til it was done, and it came out much sappier at the end than I intended but… Finally complete. (shoots the plot bunny that's now sitting patiently at her feet)

Riku had discovered his new favorite hobby: watching Sora sleep. They had started out curled together in a mixture of arms and legs; not knowing where one ended and the other began. As the nap stretched though, Riku woke up from the irritation his shorts were causing. Then he realized how close to the edge of the bed he was.

Sora was sprawled carelessly over most of it, and had lost his own shorts somewhere in that span of time. He had managed to pull the blanket over part of his body, and Riku followed the edge as it sloped down, exposing Sora's entire left leg and hip. The other leg, and all the good parts, was tucked under the blanket.

He had seen Sora relaxed before out on their island just before sunset. He had seen Sora half asleep as they tried to see who could stay up later at their sleepovers. He had seen Sora angry, upset, sad, hurt, confused, and elated. He had yet to see Sora in the throes of ecstasy. But he had never, to his recollection, seen Sora as dead to the world as he was at this moment.

Maybe he had, but that was a time and a place he'd rather not think about now.

Riku had rolled onto his side, propping up on one elbow with his head resting on his hand. One of Sora's hands had fallen so the back of his fingers brushed Riku's abdomen. His other hand was curled up next to his own cheek, twitching feebly with whatever Sora was dreaming of.

How had Sora become so perverted? That was the thought that crossed through Riku's mind now after he had seen that, amazingly, the other teen was more knowledgeable than he was on this subject matter. Which brought him to another point: How much did he know about what they were doing?

A smile spread across Sora's lips and he hummed happily in his sleep. Riku's full attention was now directed at the sleeping one. The fingers that had been resting on his abdomen turned and slowly fanned out. Riku's mouth went dry as they lingered where they were for a moment before trailing down. He felt himself harden as Sora's hand closed around his cock.

Riku bit back a moan as Sora's hand moved slowly up and down the shaft. He leaned over, getting his mouth close to the brunette's ear before grabbing Sora's crotch through the blanket.

"If you're going to grope me, the least you could do is wake up first," Riku spoke, punctuating his point by massaging the growing bulge under the blanket. The sleepy smirk that had been on Sora's face disappeared and he gasped as he arched into the touch. Riku pulled his hand away, waiting for Sora to wake up.

Blue eyes blinked open sleepily and met aqua ones.

"Aw man! I was just getting to the good part," Sora replied, managing to sound sleepy and disconcerted at the same time. Without warning, he rolled and pinned Riku's wrists above his head.

"I think this is how it went," he murmured, nibbling on Riku's collarbone. Riku had become a squirming, aroused mass under Sora's actions. He arched up suddenly as Sora reached behind him to grasp his erection again at the same time he bit down on Riku's shoulder. Sora hummed his approval, kissing the spot he had just abused.

"Definitely getting there," Sora said, grinning down at the glazed look in Riku's eyes.

"Please tell me you have some form of lubrication and you're going to be using it on me very, very soon." Riku was surprised at the amount of words his brain could string together. Sora just grinned at him.

"Yes, in fact I- Son of a bitch!" Sora stopped, putting his face in his hands temporarily. Riku's eyes shot open wide at the language Sora had used. Innocent and naïve the boy certainly wasn't…

"It's okay… We can, you know… wait for that if we have to."

"No, I have some. I usually use… never mind. Just give me a minute." Before Riku had a chance to protest, Sora had climbed off of him, throwing Riku's shorts on and walked out of the room. The satisfaction of watching Sora leave was the same satisfaction he'd had at the clothing store just a short time before, only this time he was staring at that ass in a pair of his own shorts.

Sora came back only minutes later. He closed the door and latched it before turning around, taking in the sight of Riku sitting back on his bed. His eyes wandered and his tongue darted out to wet his lips.

"A picture can at least sustain it's arousal for however long it exists..." Riku said flatly, crooking his finger and beckoning Sora to him. Sora scratched the back of his head, grinning and laughing nervously as he walked back to the bed. Shorts were discarded in the process and he made a short stop at his dresser to pull out a box of condoms he had stashed beneath his clothing.

Sora climbed back onto the bed and set the condoms and a bottle next to him. He laced his fingers with Riku's. He looked uneasy for the first time since they had entered Sora's room.

"I'm a little nervous," he explained when Riku's eyebrow rose to question him.

"If you're worried that you're going to hurt me-"

"No, wrong."

"That this will change our friendship?"

"Still wrong. Anyway, I think it's safe to say we're dating now."

"I think it was safe to say we were dating when we met," Riku retorted. "So what is it?!" He barely managed to keep his voice from being too loud. Sora cleared his throat nervously.

"My mom is home. I'm afraid she'll hear." Riku stared at him for a moment again, soaking in everything that had just been said, and laughed.

"Sora, she doesn't even know I'm here!"

"I walked out of my room wearing your shorts. I walked out of her bathroom and luckily had already hidden this-" he grabbed the tube of lubrication sitting next to him "-before I walked out." If Riku had been pale before, he should've been transparent after this statement.

"How did you get around the fact that you were wearing my shorts?"

"I told her I still didn't buy swimming shorts and that you had lent me a pair, thinking I might've grown." The last part of the sentence was grumbled out a bit, and a red tinge spread across Sora's cheeks.

"You're perverted and you lie now!"

"Do you want sex, or would you rather jack off while I go swimming with Kairi?"

"Hey now, don't go making threats like that. That's serious business, Sora," Riku still had a mischievous gleam in his eyes. He pulled Sora's hand to his mouth, kissing along his fingers and nipping them gently. "I'm sure there are ways that we can keep quiet." He spoke quietly against the fingers he was worshiping.

"It's too bad," Sora said casually as he reached for the bottle of lubricant and slid in between Riku's knees. He nudged them far enough apart so he could settle himself between Riku's thighs.

"What is?" Riku asked, now genuinely more interested in what Sora was doing than what he had been doing.

"I was really hoping I'd get to make you scream," Sora replied with the most devilish smirk Riku had ever seen. His mouth went dry, and he didn't notice as Sora had covered one of his fingers in the gel and inserted it into Riku's ass.

Riku bit back a yelp, more at the shock than the discomfort. But Sora was moving it now, gently in, gently out. He kept a slow rhythm, making sure Riku was comfortable all the while.

He pulled the first finger out, adding more gel to the digit and the one next to it. This time he bit gently on Riku's inner thigh as he inserted his fingers. Sora wasn't sure which attention Riku's sharp intake of breath was directed at. He continued preparing Riku, nipping, sucking and licking his hips, thighs, and erection as he went.

After three fingers, and Riku silently begging him to hurry up, Sora covered his own cock with a condom and the slick oil before positioning himself at Riku's entrance. He kissed Riku hard, sliding in at the same time. With how Riku was writhing beneath him, Sora was sure it couldn't be hurting him that bad.

"Would you just hurry up and move?" Riku screamed in a whisper. With no further encouragement, Sora started with a slow thrust of his hips. In and out… In and out. As his pace increased, his hips moved in a circular motion.

Riku's legs were locked tightly around Sora's waist, and their hands interlocked as they both neared their peak. With one of his thrusts, Sora hit Riku's prostate. The first noise they let slip came as Riku moaned, clenching his opening around Sora's cock and arching against the younger boy.

Sora silenced him with his own mouth, swallowing Riku's sounds of pleasure as he hit the same spot over and over. He could feel the sweet tension rising in his belly, waiting to be released. He let go of one of Riku's hands to grab hold of the silver-haired teen's erection, pumping it quickly in time with his thrusts.

A lust-filled grin spread over his lips as he leaned down, kissing Riku's neck before whispering into his ear.

"Scream just once for me," he commanded, biting down on the lobe and stroking faster as he sped up his own rhythm. Riku was panting loudly and Sora thrust hard, hitting Riku's prostate again. Sora's request was granted as Riku finally reached orgasm, crying out sharply as his semen shot in thin ribbons over Sora's chest and his own stomach.

Sora released his softening cock, bracing his free hand on the bed next to Riku's head and thrust a few more times before climaxing; the heat and friction of Riku's body finally making him surrender.

They were both covered in sweat. They were both panting as if they had just swum around the entire island. They were both grinning like loons; Sora's against Riku's chest and Riku's in the mess that was Sora's hair.

Sora finally roused himself long enough to gently pull out of Riku and collapse next to him. He let go of Riku's hand briefly, pulling the condom off and tying it, throwing somewhere off the bed. Then they lay side by side; hands clasped together again, and stared at the ceiling in wonder.

At the sound of footsteps, they both froze and their connected hands tightened their grip. A knock sounded on the door once.

"Don't kill each other in there. I made lunch for you guys," Sora's mom's voice was muffled by the door. As she walked away, they could hear her mutter something about "not knowing their own strength until someone loses an eye" as the footsteps faded away.

They both let out huge sighs, looking at each other and laughing.

"I don't think we can go anywhere near my mom until we've showered," Sora said, wrinkling his nose and disconnecting himself from Riku long enough to push open his window.

"Shower, huh?" Riku's grin turned devious. "You seem to have an endless knowledge of these things. Shower sex can't be that bad of an idea."

"Riku, we've been dating for less than a day."

"Your point? I don't think we can be shy about anything now." He emphasized his point by dragging a finger across Sora's stomach and the mess of semen and sweat mixed there.

"I'm always going to be tired now, aren't I?"

"Oh don't worry, I plan on reciprocating what you've just done for me," Riku said with a wide grin. Untangling his fingers from Sora's he slid off the bed and onto unsteady feet. The only thing that kept him from falling to the floor was Sora's strong pull that knocked him back onto the bed.

"Okay… First we nap, then we shower," he said, pushing himself back onto the mattress completely and into Sora's waiting arms.

Their sweat was drying uncomfortably on their skin, and Riku could feel the mix of lubrication and semen cooling on his thighs. Their smiles were unseen as neither had their eyes open, but neither complained as Sora pulled the sheet over them and exhaustion took over. Riku fell asleep to the feeling of Sora pressing his lips tiredly to his neck, knowing they'd still be there when he woke up.