A/N: Thanks for the reviews and favs. I hope you are all still with us! I can't believe we are almost to the end of the story and so far I haven't been too cussed out for updating slowly, lol. Got some fucking good news this week, so hopefully things come together. Enjoy!
Sora-Couple of days later
The good thing about having been born and bred in 1910 is that sleeping in wasn't exactly something the working station could allow themselves to do. Not even during the weekends. Well, it wasn't all good, because I would love to sleep the way Riku did, but today it was an annoying habit that came to my advantage. Using an alarm would, well, alarm him, wake him and lead him to find out I was up to something. While I actually wanted him to know what I was about to do, I couldn't because Larxene had clearly explained I couldn't give Riku any hint of me staying in 2011. A job interview to become a post officer for morning routes was a rather strong hint, especially because the job would only be available starting in two months. And apparently I'd have to sign a contract that said I'd work there for the next two years. So a very big hint.
If I had still been sleeping in my own bedroom then it wouldn't have been an issue to sneak out, but I was in Riku's bedroom because I knew I was going to be staying in this time period... It was all very complicated and although Larxene was a kind of witch that sort of grew on you and you got used too, I sincerely hoped she'd never bother me again after this whole ordeal was over and done with.
Apparently painting in 2011 was just as hard as it was in 1910. From what I understood you had to become known to make actual good money and I had the impression that you had to die first before being able to become known in the art industry... Painting wise anyway. I'd almost wanted to just continue painting and somehow sell them under my name, 'Sora Kinsley'. But not Sora Kinsley from 2011, but from 1910. Then I'd technically be considered dead. I'm sure my mysterious disappearance on May Third 1910 could help in the 'getting known'. But that felt like cheating, so I'd looked for simpler jobs instead that would allow me to bring in a certain amount of money, all the while being able to continue with my art in the afternoons.
Opening my eyes, I was indeed glad to see I'd gotten up on time without needing the alarm. Of course, the fact that Riku was sort of sprawled on top of me didn't exactly help the case of sneaking out. Smiling down at his head resting on my stomach, his silver like hair spread out over my chest, I let my fingers softly run through the locks, not all that bothered that my thighs were a bit numb as part of his chest and waist rested on top of me there.
He had one arm curled around my shoulder, his other on my hip and I chuckled as I saw that half of his legs were hanging right out of the bed, the blanket only covering his middle. Now I could try and nudge him away, wiggling my way out from underneath him, but... Sitting up, I bent over him, placing a kiss on his cheek that wasn't pressed into my stomach.
"Ri..." I murmured. "I need to go to the bathroom." He'd fall back asleep the moment I was out of the bed.
"Sssoo go..." He mumbled against my stomach and tightened his hold.
I chuckled, tilting my head so I could peck his lips. "You're sort of making sure I can't leave..."
"Ugh...fine." Pushing up on his arms, he managed to roll to the side freeing me from his grasp. His head fell back on the bed and I heard a gentle snore.
I frowned in reluctance as he wasn't holding onto me anymore, disliking being apart from him. It had only been a couple of days since our moment in his office, the kiss that had resulted to him making sure I'd sleep in his bed later that evening and the following nights. We hadn't had sex because he was working quite often and the idea didn't sit well with me while I was lying to him. Sure, the lie was for the better when it came to me and him, but it was still a lie and... Well, in any case, Riku seemed to enjoy the fact that I enjoyed walls very much. So much so, he'd pressed me up against several in his apartment, most of the time it was out of the blue, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it, because I did.
Last time I'd gotten back from the small super market down the street of his apartment complex, and the moment I'd stepped foot back inside his flat, he'd pulled me inside, smashed the door closed and BAM! I was pushed up against it, my legs wrapped around his waist and my brain gone to mush because of the way his kisses and touches and everything he did just made me feel.
He made me moan very loudly. Yesterday especially because we'd gone to bed without clothes on, which was new, and then we'd 'dry humped' as Riku called it, without fabric hindering us. That had been brilliant... So brilliant, I'd been moaning so loud, the neighbor downstairs had interrupted us by slamming his broom into the calling, telling us to knock it off.
Letting out an annoyed sound of protest at having to go, I sighed, reaching out and pushing his hair gently out of his face, my heart going gooey as he was just so very beautiful... And of course he was a perfect gentleman and sweet and smart... I was the luckiest guy on the planet, I'm sure. But I needed to go get myself a job now. Retrieving my hand, I moved out of the bed, taking some clean clothes out of the drawer Riku had cleared for me in his dresser and tip toeing my way out of the room.
Riku - The next day
Taking a sip from my Slurpee, I set it back down on my desk and checked the time again, wincing as I noticed that it was past seven. Dammit. Resisting the urge to just stop what I was doing, I grabbed my headphones and started my favorite playlist. It was a good thing that the door was closed. I tended to sing along when I was lost in my work and I don't think I would live it down if Sora caught me singing out loud. If I could just get this done, I could take the next few days off and just hang out with Sora, maybe hang out by the pool or maybe I'd take him on a road trip and he could see desert scenes. He'd been amazed at the lack of green that Nevada had to offer. Everything was in browns and reds.
I couldn't stop the smile I felt on my face as I thought about my, er, the cute little artist that was living with me. He was incredible. Every day I found something more that I liked about him and even though I knew he would eventually forget about me and go back to the past, I was finding it impossible to hold back with him. And after sleeping naked with him...I didn't think that I could hold back from having sex with him. Just once, or maybe more, I just wanted to experience sex with him just once and I didn't care if I had to deal with the pain of him leaving, I didn't care.
Larxene had made everything clear to me. As soon as Reno broke his curse, he would come home. And then Sora would be gone. But that was okay...well, not really. It made my heart hurt even now just thinking about it, but as long as I remembered that he wouldn't remember the time he spent here and the fact that he'd basically be protected from harm, I was okay. I could just focus on him here and now.
Licking my lips, I redoubled my efforts to get this stupid program working right. Sora was probably watching TV or listening to music right now and I just wanted to sit out there on the couch and have him lay or snuggle up into my side and I'd stroke his hair...Realizing that I'd let my mind wander as my fingers hovered unmoving above my keyboard, I turned the volume up on my music and tried to focus. But I could see the very wall I'd pushed him up against that first time and I could imagine him with his legs wrapped around me and letting me push against him again and again...
"Dammit!" Smacking my forehead against my desk, I cursed and decided that listening to my regular music was making me horny for some reason. I just needed, like, an hour and I'd be done. Scrolling through my playlists, I picked my workout one. Something to motivate me. Taking a deep breath, I started again, finally finding my rhythm as long as I didn't let my mind wander to Sora. Nope, not even going to think his name.
"And...done. Fucking finally." I grumbled two hours later. I'd run into an interface problem and instead of just ignoring it til tomorrow and going to bed with Sora, I'd just bit the bullet and finished it. Unplugging my headphones and removing them, my head felt light and my ears were buzzing slightly. Shutting off the computer, I stretched, threw my empty Slurpee cup into the trash and headed to bed. I could sleep in tomorrow that's for sure. Closing my office door, I noticed that all the lights were off, telling me that Sora really had gone to bed. Smiling, I quickly walked to my room and opened the door, letting the hallway light spill inside.
"Holy fuck..." I choked out, as I saw Sora laying on the bed with his arms wrapped around my body pillow and his hips pushed up into the air. My mouth went dry and I felt my body start to respond as my eyes adjusted, showing me that his boxers were riding low and I could see the barest hint of his coin slot.
Leaving the door open so that I could still see, I let my body lead me over to the bed and my palm came to rest against his perfectly round cheek. Squeezing gently, I bent down and kissed the small of his back, loving the feel of his warm skin against my lips. Pulling back, I quickly stripped, my hands only hesitating for a second before I removed my own boxers and I gently got back onto the bed and settled behind him. I put my lips back on his back, while my hands gently palmed his ass. I shouldn't be doing this, he was obviously tired and I knew my body was worn out, but I literally could not think of anything but him.
"Hmm... Ri-" He moaned softly, his eyes were closed and his breathing steady, telling me he was probably still asleep.
Oh, hells...Telling myself that I was acting like some pervy criminal, I gave his ass one last squeeze and flopped to the side, hard as hell and more than a little frustrated. My own damn fault, I know, but that didn't make it any less painful. I had two choices at this point. Excuse myself to the bathroom for a little alone time, or turn away so I couldn't see him and think about something that would hopefully kill my erection so I could sleep.
Sora mumbled in his sleep, a loud sigh as he turned his head on the pillow, eyes blinking open. "Why'd you'stop?" His words somewhat fused together out of grogginess.
I choked. "You were awake? Sorry! That was really creepy of me..."
He smiled, "I wasn't, up until you placed those kisses on my back." He didn't move out of the position, his ass still sticking up in the air. "I didn't think it was creepy, it was nice to wake up like that..."
Giving him a small smile in return, I rolled back over so that I was facing him while laying on my side and I put my hand on his back. "Sorry for waking you up. But in my defense, your ass is in the air and it's really hard to say no to that." Leaning up to place a kiss on his forehead, I sighed. "Go back to bed."
He frowned. "Riku, my ass is still in the air and look," He moved it left and right, wiggling, "It's demanding attention." He looked at me as if I were a mental patient. "What is wrong with you?"
I groaned. "I was trying to be a good host and not have my way with you...but if you insist..." Lunging up, I grabbed Sora around the waist and rolled him onto his back and then quickly dropped on top of him, my arms holding me a few inches above his face and as I smiled. "Happy now?"
"I love it when you have your way with me..." He breathed while I felt his legs move up and around my waist, his ankles above my ass pressing me down so our groins connected. "You look tired though..." His hand touched my cheek in soft gesture, his lips pressing against my jaw. "I have an idea." With his other free hand he pushed against my shoulder, making sure I rolled back over onto my back, moving along with me so he was now straddling my hips, palms flat on my chest.
He was blushing, because although he may not be a virgin, he wasn't very experienced and just shy sometimes. He slowly rocked his hips into my own, but before I could really enjoy the motion, he knelt up and I couldn't protest anymore at the lack of friction since he was getting rid of those boxers.
"Hmm, naked Sora..." Smirking at him, I couldn't stop the reaction my body had to finally having him naked above me. My dick twitched as I let my eyes drink in the sight of him. The light from the hallway making it seem as though he was shining above me.
He was about to settle himself back down on top of me, but he hesitated, looking down at our crotches, licking his lips and then while his mouth parted, his eyes glazing over, I felt his fingers wrap around my cock. Gulping, I let out a moan, as did he when he started rubbing, squeezing the tip and his hips were slowly rolling forward, his own erection bumping into mine and his hand.
"Sora...that feels so good." I cupped his cheek and leaned up to start a gentle kiss. Dry humping was all well and good but I was dying to know what he felt like inside. Was it too soon? My eyes fell closed as his hand moved again and I moaned. Probably...but I'd look forward to that day.
"I need- I-" He faltered in his movements just long enough so he could wrap his fingers around both of our lengths, leading him to shudder and moan softly as now he was getting the same friction I was, the fact that our cocks were squeezed together adding more to it. "I am..." His eyes hooded, he licked his lips and then grinned at me. "Horny." I guess that was his newly learned modern term of the day.
"W-who wouldn't be with a hand wrapped around their cock." My breath was coming in gasps and I was having a hard time not throwing him down on the mattress. Clutching his shoulders, I pulled him down for another kiss, nibbling on his bottom lip. "You say the word and I'll be happy to help you with that..."
He picked up the pace, shaking his head before giving me a sloppy and quick kiss. "It's okay. I'm not going to last..." He panted out, squeezing us in all the right places, never skipping a beat. His hips starting moving again, pushing up into his hand and against my dick. "God, you feel so good..." He moaned, his mouth open onto my own. "Ri- I..." I saw a blush appear on his cheeks while he paused for a moment. "I want you inside me soon."
And that did it for me. With my hand on the back of his head, I kept his lips connected to mine as I moaned, my body tensing as my release was stroked out of me. "Sora...fuck..."
"Riku..." He responded before his hips jerked forward rapidly a couple of more times, his fingers tightening around us and then his body trembled as the orgasm pulled out of him. "Uh..." His muscles unlocked and his body dropped down on top of me, his breath coming out in pants as he wiggled his hand out from between our stomachs.
My arms wrapped around him, loving his weight on my chest, and I kissed his sweaty forehead. God, what I wouldn't do for this boy. "Let's get cleaned off, and then we can sleep." My eyes were closed and I could feel my exhaustion taking over. "Hurry...before I fall asleep..."
"You can stay," He murmured, kissing me lovingly before pushing up and off me, running buck naked out of the room and towards the bathroom to get us something to clean up with.
When he returned, now giving me view on his naked front, he paused in the doorway, grinning before shaking his hips left and right, his now softened dick bouncing in circles, which apparently made my Sora laugh like a very satisfied and happy idiot. Once he was done with his show, he jumped up onto the bed, using a moist cloth to clean me off as he'd apparently already cleaned himself off.
"Thanks." Grabbing the cloth from him, I threw it into the laundry basket with ease, and yanked his arm so that he was back where he'd been before, sprawled on top of me. Sighing in happiness, I let myself kiss him slowly, just enjoying the sensations. "What are your plans tomorrow?" I murmured against his lips.
He laughed giddily. "Since I always wake up before you do, I'm going to tie you up to the bed so you don't get a chance to get dressed again, and then I'm going to paint you in the nude. I've always wanted to try that... paint a naked person."
"What?" My eyes shot open and I pulled back to see if he was serious. "Does that mean you want to paint a picture of me naked? Or you want to actually paint me, as in my actually skin?"
He blinked and then his lips pursed, blue eyes curious. "Well, I meant painting a naked person, so have you pose and then I'd draw your figure onto a canvas. But now that you mention the other thing..." He grinned, "Both." Then he gave me pleading eyes. "It would be very good practice for me, and I'm sure you wouldn't want me to paint anyone else naked..."
Growling, I gripped his butt. "You better not paint anybody else naked..." Easy, Riku...down boy. Blushing, I relaxed my hand. "Sorry, but, yeah. That's fine."
"Don't be sorry, that was very arousing." Pecking my lips, he slid down my body some, settling his cheek onto my stomach, his feet sticking out of the end of the bed as he sighed contently. "Then, unless you are working tomorrow, my plans are that I will paint you naked." He mumbled sleepily.
Petting his head, I smiled and let my eyes close. "Perfect."
Sora - The following day
We'd again used Reno's credit card to buy me a large canvas on which I could paint Riku. Before being his lover? I wouldn't have been able to do this, not because it involved nakedness, no, I'm sure I'd have enjoyed that very much then too. But because I could never get him right, but now... I knew him better now, on an intimate level and I was certain that this was going to give me what I needed to be able to transfer his beauty on canvas. Of course that didn't stop Riku from being frustratingly uncomfortable.
Frustrating for me because he kept moving around... I was in painter mode, you do not mess with that mode. I kept myself in check though, making sure I didn't snap at him for constantly wiggling his ass on the stool he was sitting on. I'd positioned him on a simple wooden chair without back, his hair loose and the knee at the front pulled up so his crotch wasn't actually visible.
Flinging my brush across the room, I breathed in deeply. "Okay, no. Ri..." Stay nice. He was doing me a favor and he was really trying and I loved him for it... But. "How about we find you a position you'd be more comfortable in?" I suggested, liking that idea.
He blushed and had the decency to look a little sheepish. "I'm really sorry, Sora. I've never done something like this before and, well, every time I look at you...things, er, happen...if you know what I mean."
I blinked. Oh. Oh... "Really?" I asked, slightly giddy as I bounced over to him, grabbing his hands and pulling him up so he would stand. "I have no intention of selling this painting or for the world to see it." Hell no. He was my naked man, and mine alone. "Here," Tugging on his hand, I guided him over to the bed.
We'd decided to do this in the bedroom as it just seemed like the most comfortable place to do it. Pushing him down to sit on the edge of the bed, I quickly slid my fingers into his hair, pushing forward so he had to lean back onto his hands to stay somewhat upright. Attaching my lips onto his, I kissed him feverishly, having caught a glimpse of the issue he'd talked about, and feeling very hungry for Riku now. But! I pulled back, looking him over and nodding.
"Now stay just like that. And don't worry if you get excited, I promise that I'll be just as hard behind my canvas." Still settled back onto his palms, the position now looked very relaxed, his legs spread just slightly, his entire front visible to me now. Nothing stiff about this position, except maybe his dick. "In fact..." Smiling, I quickly undid my pants, pushing them and my boxers down my legs and then pulled the shirt over my head. "There. I'm going to start over the sketch now."
"Sora..." Riku's voice was whiny and I saw that he was biting his lip. "You are just taunting me now. What kind of boyfriend does that?" My gaze snapped to his and I watched as a full body flush covered his very naked body.
"I don't think I have enough pink to be able to reproduce the blush you're sporting right now, Riku..." I said with an amused smile as my eyes raked over his figure. "So I'm your boyfriend and your lover?" I asked softly, putting my focus on the canvas, sketching him. "I want you to be mine too."
"Thank god. I think I'd be the first person to die of humiliation if not." Quickly rubbing his face, he smiled and repositioned himself. "Am I allowed to talk while you sketch? Or is my mind going to be forced to wander and dwell on the fact that we are naked in my bedroom?"
I grinned. "Both."
He grinned back at me and winked. "So, what should we talk about then? Maybe...oh!" I didn't like the way he was smirking at me and his eyes twinkled evilly. "What's your favorite position?"
"You mean sexually, right?" I felt a blush creep up into my cheeks, letting the pencil shape his locks of hair now. "I- Well..." I hadn't tried that many. I'd read about it on the internet sometime after landing in 2011, but back in 1910... "I've only had sex with one other man and he is the one that chased me out of the village I grew up in. We...didn't really know what we were doing." I cringed. "It kind of hurt." Sex between men wasn't explained... You had to figure it out on your own. Knowing where to put it inside? That was easy, but... "We weren't aware we needed to... lubricate."
He cringed. "I'm sorry, that was kind of insensitive of me. Well," Licking his lips, he gave me a small smile, "What kind of position would you want to try?" The pink was back and I think he was trying to change the subject.
I gave him a quick reassuring smile. "Not insensitive, you couldn't have known. I just thought it would be good of me to tell you because I might be nervous when we have se-" Eyes widening, I quickly pulled the pencil off the canvas and stared at him with a sheepish smile. I hope we'd have sex. I was certain it would be very good and wouldn't hurt with Riku. Clearing my throat, I returned my attention to the canvas, sketching out his torso and arms. "I want to try all of them." I told him honestly, because I really did. I wanted to try everything with Riku. "What's your favorite?" I quickly asked.
Looking thoughtful while still keeping his body still, he answered, "I like the idea of looking at you when we do it." He sounded nervous for a moment before clearing his throat. "Sora, would you rather top or bottom?"
I was focused on a detail right by his neck, a small beauty spot that I didn't want to miss painting in there... "I like the idea of you taking me." I murmured. "I'm not sure I'd feel as comfortable topping. But I don't want you to feel limited to just one way. I just..." Done with the detail, it gave me the space to think much more clearly on the subject we were talking about. I bit onto my bottom lip, feeling myself harden at the idea. "Yes, I'd very much like you to take me."
"Yeah." He took a deep breath and I noticed his rather stiff cock saluting me. "I think I need to tell you that this entire conversation was aimed at finding out what you thought about sex. I actually never had real sex with Marluxia because we kept fighting about it." Sending me a pleading glance, he quietly said, "I was just hoping that it wouldn't be the same with you."
The tip of my pencil broke as I'd pressed to hard onto the canvas when hearing his words. Eyes wide, I tossed the pencil over my shoulder and quickly moved over to him, letting myself drop down on top of him. "Thank you, thank you..." I said against his mouth. "You have no idea how very afraid I was about Marluxia. He seems so very experienced, and I'm not and I thought that maybe I'd be lousy in comparison to him."
"Sora...I don't think you'd be lousy at anything" Kissing me slowly, he kept his hands above my waist, one of them settled in my hair. "And since we both have feelings for each other...There's no way it's going to be bad."
I smiled against his lips. "You're right..." I breathed, sighing contently then as our warm bodies were pressed together. "Is it okay if I stay here for a while?" I didn't want to go sketch again. Not right now anyway.
"I'm not going to complain." He chuckled and fell backwards onto the bed, me settled gently on top of him. "Sora? Can I ask you something?"
Placing my chin on his chest so I could look at him, I nodded. "Sure."
Petting my head slowly, he grinned down at me. "I was wondering if you would like to go out of town with me next weekend? I have a family get together in San Francisco."
My eyes widened, "You want me to meet your family...?" I asked carefully to make sure. Small bursts of excitement ran through my stomach. It wasn't so much about meeting those people, although I'm sure they were very nice people, it was that Riku... I was important to him. I'd figured, but this just made it clearer in a way. And in 1910, I could have never been introduced to ones family ever. Here I could.
"It's okay if you don't want to, I know it's kind of sudden, and don't take this the wrong way, I'd originally asked Marluxia when we were dating and that's the reason he dyed his hair pink and-"
I placed my hand over his mouth. "I'll come with you."
My hand moved as he nodded his head and I felt him smile into my hand. "Omkmp." Came his muffled response, which I assume meant, okay.
I thought about suggesting we take a nap. Or even if I should continue with the sketch... "Ri..." I started out, placing a couple of kisses against his jaw and chest. "Will you go shower with me?"
"Hmm...shower." Arms wrapped around me and suddenly the world tilted and I felt myself being lifted up and carried bridal style to the bathroom.
Riku - a week or so later
I took a sip of homemade root-beer and glanced around the park where my rather large family was mingling, swapping stories, and playing board games. It was the same every couple of years. My grandparents, who believed in big families and had eleven children, threw a party and everyone brought food and reminisced. I'd seen my parents and introduced Sora to them and everyone who'd wanted to meet him. He'd been a great sport about it all, even remembering names here and there.
The trip had been rather relaxing. I'd been so busy this past week or so that I'd barely seen Sora and I was feeling grumpy that all I'd managed to do with him lately is a random handjob in the shower. And that had been two days ago. But I had the next few weeks off, or at least I was taking them off and not answering my phone.
I'd packed us up yesterday afternoon and he'd been excited to see more of the modern world and when I'd told him we might be able to stop at the beach on the way back, he'd glomped me. The drive had been pretty boring and he'd fallen asleep just as we crossed into California and I hadn't woken him up until we got to the hotel. By then, I was dead tired so we'd just gone to sleep. This morning I'd gotten him up pretty early and we'd gone out to get the supplies we needed to make the homemade root-beer that I was currently enjoying. The dry ice bubbling out of the top of the cooler had fascinated him and the swarm of my young cousins. They'd sat and watched it for about a half hour before they each excitedly demanded a taste.
Looking around, I tried to spot where Sora was and hopefully rescue him if he needed it. He was an even bigger hit than the root-beer and he'd already been pulled away to play Frisbee tag with the kids and then that had evolved into a water balloon fight and after that, just a water fight.
I hadn't been able to avoid getting soaked, so I'd set up a defense behind the tire swing and directed my troops, about five youngsters under the age of ten, in bombing Sora's base. He'd taken up position on the other side of the sand box, farther from the water pump. Bad mistake on his part as my team had completely wiped the floor with him. Finally calling it quits, we'd decided to take a break from the kids and dry off. I'd gone to get us some root-beer and now he wasn't where I'd left him.
Using my height to my advantage, I looked around for his brown spikes sticking up. Sweeping over the many relatives that had gathered, I let a soft smile cover my face as I saw all my family there. Ah, there he was! Weaving in and out between different members of my family, I saw that he was talking to my uncle and he seemed excited about something. I didn't catch what they were saying, but as I drew closer and Sora saw me, he excused himself and came over to see me.
"Hey, how are you doing?" I asked, smiling softly and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.
He frowned. "Well, I would say I'm doing fine if it weren't for the match of soccer your younger cousins are planning." Leaning against me, he sighed. "I don't think I can handle that on top of the water fight..."
Putting my arm around his shoulder, I checked my watch. "Well, we have two choices. We can head out now and sleep in our own beds tonight, or we can stay for a bit, avoid the soccer game and then sleep at the hotel and head home tomorrow. We can come back another weekend for the beach. Which would you prefer?"
"I'd say home if I had my license and could do half." He murmured and then smiled. "We can go back to the hotel so you can sleep properly before we go back."
We made it out of there without any actual mauling, but poor Sora was a hit with all the younger kids saying they were all sad to see him go. I couldn't stop grinning as I watched him say goodbye. The ride back to the hotel was quiet and I kept yawning and blinking my eyes at the road. It was a really good thing I wasn't planning to drive back to Vegas tonight. Not on those stretches of very boring highway that connected Nevada to California. *
"Oh, hey. I just remembered I wanted to ask you something." I smothered a yawn and glanced over at Sora. "What were you talking to my uncle about? You know, right before we left?"
He blinked out of his own sleepiness, suddenly looking excited again like he had when he'd been talking to my uncle. "Oh! You know those paintings hanging in his study?"
Thinking back, I think I remembered what paintings he was talking about. "I think so. Refresh my memory."
He clapped his hands together, "It doesn't really matter what they look like! The point of the matter is that I've technically been in your life all along. You never checked the painter's signature? They're my paintings, Riku! Your uncle did an extensive research on your family blood line, seeking the painting that features Kairi, Ashdown and Axel. He's found all my others, but never that one. We should give it to him."
"Yeah..." Dammit all to hell. I didn't want to think about that right now. Not now after having the time of my life with Sora, meeting my family and doing everything a boyfriend could do. He had to go back. Because I knew that Reno was going to break that curse. How could I not remember every little thing about my cousin after sitting around for the past eight hours talking about family memories?
He used to be the nicest and best cousin in the family; the one that all the kids wanted to do stuff with. Basically everything that Sora had done today, Reno had been the one doing it before he'd come out to his mother. His very judgmental mother who I totally blamed his twisted career on. But that wasn't the issue. The issue was that probably too soon, I was going to have to send Sora back to 1910 and basically live with the memories of us together for the rest of my life.
"Sora, I don't want you to go back!" I blurted out as I was pulling into the parking lot of our hotel. It wasn't fair. Right? I wasn't being fair to him, but, dammit! I didn't want him to leave.
He'd been startled by my sudden exclamation, which made sense considering we'd fallen silent for a good couple of minutes now. "Riku..." His voice soft and pained as he turned in the seat to face me.
Glancing away from him, I bit my lip and shook my head. "Sorry. I know that isn't fair, I just...fuck." Unhooking my seatbelt and killing the engine quickly, I jumped out of the car and fished in my pocket for the room key.
Sora quickly followed, his eyes filled with worry. "Riku, where did this suddenly come from? We've managed to avoid the subject for days on end now... Not that I am not bothered with the situation, but... what's going on?"
Walking faster and jamming the room key into the lock, I pushed open the door before whirling around to wrap my arms around him as he came in. "Larxene says that when she sends you back that she'll erase your memories and protect you from the wars. But then I'll have to remember you. I don't want to let you go!" She'd also told me not to tell, but I couldn't hold it in anymore. It felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.
"Ri." He said, his arms coming around me and holding me close, one hand stroking my back, his lips pecking mine a couple of times. "I..." He looked confused and not three seconds later, he looked furious. There was a moment where I thought he might be angry with me for having made a deal with Larxene, but... "That witch!" He growled. "She told me to keep you clueless so Reno could break his curse. If you were aware, Reno couldn't. She didn't mention that you were going through this though..." Reaching up he framed my face. "I'm so sorry... I-" He looked uncomfortable now, pulling out of my arms as he grimaced. "She made me promise not to tell you something. If I told you then you wouldn't have cared whether Reno broke the curse or not."
Taking a step forward, I took a deep breath, "What did she tell you? How can I not care that Reno is going to break his curse? He's a good guy underneath that shitty job he has, I have complete faith that he's going to break the fucking thing! That's the problem!" Running my hand roughly through my hair, I grimaced. "Of course he's going to break it and then he's going to want to come home! And then you'll have to go back! Some stupid balance shit or something." This just sucked.
"You do?" He shouted, looking perplexed. "You believe Reno can do it?" Slightly surprised by his outburst, I carefully nodded my head. He reached up, hands in his hair as he stared down at the floor with big eyes. "That means the curse is broken... Or at least, it should be."
Breathing in shakily he stepped towards me, his hands clutching my shirt. "Larxene said that Reno had to learn his lesson and someone he hurt in the past or a family member had to believe he could do it. Both of those completed and the curse is broken." I was very sure I could hear my heart shatter... Did this mean our time was over?
"No, Riku! You are the family member that needed to believe in Reno! Reno doesn't want to come back to 2011. He's in love and wishes to remain in 1910. I asked Larxene why Reno still needed to break the curse, and she then told me that Reno now wished to break the curse to prove to his loved one that he's worthy." He paused, blushed and then stepped away again. "I... She told me not to tell you. I've known I could stay in 2011 since... Well, you remember that day we first kissed? I smelled like lavender..."
"You knew?" I don't know if that was good or bad, I just know that it kinda sucked that he knew and I didn't.
"I'm really sorry... I wanted to tell you right away, but Larxene said I couldn't tell you that I knew I could remain in 2011 as you needed to be unaware and believe in Reno without my help or Larxene's." He looked really miserable now, slumping down onto the floor, head hanging. "I should not have cared about Reno's wishes and told you. But I didn't know Larxene had you believe she would take my memory and not yours..."
I dropped to the floor in front of him and pulled him into my arms. "Hey, I'm not mad or anything...And Larxene just agreed with me. I figured that you'd be better off not remembering your time here and she said that she'd erase them. But apparently when you do that, someone has to remember. And that someone was me. But, as long as this isn't a dream, then it doesn't matter." Smiling, I tilted his head back so I could see his eyes. "As long as this is real. You're telling me you want to stay here and that Reno wants to stay where he is..." Pecking his lips softly, I murmured, "If this is real, I don't care about anything else."
He let out a shaky breath, his fingers twinning into my hair. "I promise that it is. I can stay in 2011." He gave me a tentative smile, seemingly overwhelmed. "I found a job as a post officer running morning routes that starts in about a month or so..."
Humming as his hands traced my scalp, I kissed his nose. "I don't know if I like you being so sneaky..."
"I did feel very bad about it. And I really wanted to share the excitement with you. But Larxene was very clear on the matter, saying that I could not tell you about it." He tilted his head up, my lips sliding down from his nose, landing on his mouth.
Tasting the faint traces of the homemade root-beer on his lips, I quickly deepened the kiss pulling him into my lap and deciding that even if I was tired, I would at least get him naked and on the bed so he could sleep in my arms. Moaning softly as I traced his back with my hand, I used my other hand to move his legs to straddle me.
He moaned softly, but broke away. "Can I stay with you? I don't want to get my own apartment..."
Scowling at the very idea, I nodded. "As if I'd let you out of my fucking sight now." Pulling him back into the kiss, I gently lapped at his tongue and felt him respond.
But he broke away again. "I also think that since Reno isn't coming back, we should keep his credit card."
Rolling my eyes, I nodded again. "Yes, yes. Reno's money is now my money. I could probably hack his information and take over all of his financial information. Back to kissing." Trailing my lips across his jaw, I quickly covered his lips again.
Framing his face, I smiled. Finally... Buuut no. "I would also like to learn how to drive a car. Also, since we are keeping Reno's money, we should make your office bigger so I can put my painting stuff in there. Unless you don't want to mix those things up... Oh! I want to try digital art, so I can set up the digital material in the office with you and use the guest bedroom as a space to put my traditional material in."
Sighing in defeat, I finally dropped my hands and sent Sora a wry smile. "I'm glad your sticking around. Really. You make my life interesting." Maneuvering so that I could lift us onto the bed, I groaned as I stretched out. "Bedtime. We can plan it all out tomorrow." Closing my eyes, I started fake snoring, waiting to see what Sora would do.
He moved over the bed and I knew he was now looming over me, staring down at me. "Will we do it with or without those condom thingies?"
My eyes popped open and my jaw dropped. "What?"
He sat back onto his heels, "When we have sex, will we be using those rubber things that protect from pregnancy and diseases or not? Also, can we try strawberry lubricant?"
Sitting up, I stared at him with my eyebrows raised. "Have you been Googling anal sex?"
He nodded. "Yes. 2011 gives many options to educate yourself on the subject and I didn't ignore them. I know why it hurt the first time I did it, because we didn't use 'lube' and there was no finger preparation. I'm sure you already know, but you are supposed to use three. So, are we using condoms or not?" He pressed.
I licked my lips and shrugged. "It all depends on you. Do you want me to? I don't care either way. I mean, I suppose we should both go and get checked, but if we're clean...I don't care. What do you think, oh wise internet master?"
"Then we'll get checked and do it with a condom in the meantime. Apparently it can take a couple of months before you get the result and I don't want to wait that long to have sex with you." He blushed now, snapping out of his curious, 'all knowing' type trance. "Ri..." I raised an eyebrow, wondering what he was up too as he shifted around until he lay on top of me, his head on my stomach, feet sticking out from the end of the bed. "Is it okay for me to tell you that I love you?"
Pouting down at him, I nodded. "I wanted to say it first...Now, I'm just going to have to kiss you until you forget and then say that I love you too." Winking down at him, I gently rested my hands on his shoulders.
Tilting his head, he kissed my stomach a few times. "Riku? What do you feel for me?" He asked, laughing softly as he was giving me a fake chance to say it first. "I promise I'll like hearing it as much now as I did the first time you told me."
Playing along, but keeping my voice serious, I reached down, lifting him by the shoulders until his chest was pressed against mine. Staring into what I swear are impossible blue eyes, I said, "I love you, Sora Kinsley. And I cannot quite believe that you are staying here with me in 2011. And yes, we can make the spare room into your gallery and painting studio."
He smiled broadly back at me, placing a soft kiss on my lips. "Love you too..." Another kiss. "I'd have sex now to celebrate the happy news and declarations, but I'm tired..."
"Yeah." I agreed. "And I don't have any lube or condoms on me, sorry. Sleep now, play later." I murmured.
"Night..." He murmured, settling his head on my shoulder and sighing contently. Kissing his forehead, I smiled and instantly fell asleep.
A/N: There will be one more chapter...and then the final story in the 'Time' series! Oh my gosh, I can't quite believe it...