AN: Hello, wonderful people! I have...absolutely nothing to say. This is new.

Oh, wait, I should probably say that this chapter takes place a couple weeks after the last one. So the Tropical festival is over, and it's just the weekend. Also, should clarify that they told their parents they would be spending the night on the little islet. They did not, obviously, tell them why.

Heh, I'm glad I finished this. I let a few of my friends read it; mistake. Now they're practically clawing my eyes out, trying to get me to write more. They're just not happy with one a week. They ask me just about every day. It would be funny if I wasn't fearing for my life.

Anyway, I'm sure most of you will love this chapter. You'll see why. Also, there's sex. Just mentioning.

Disclaimer: I don't own it.


Sea, skin, and sweat; these scents assaulted my nostrils upon waking, bringing me into the peak of consciousness. I yawned, snuggling into the warm body beside me contentedly. This was a great way to wake up. No alarm clocks or nagging mothers. Just naturally and happily with my arms wrapped around my…well, whatever Sora was to me now.

I opened my eye to inspect the brunette. Our relationship status may have changed, but one thing certainly hadn't: I still loved to watch him sleep. That peaceful, blank look on his face when he slept was incomparable. I could watch him all day and never get bored.

I wonder if he knew that? If he was aware of just how much I loved him?

I buried a kiss in his spiky hair. This arrangement was wearing down on me. I couldn't stand seeing him with Kairi and acting so casual, like he didn't care both his ass and soul to me just about every night. Sure, I got him in the most intimate way possible, and I was able to hold him like this where prying eyes couldn't see. But I was becoming selfish again. I wanted more and more of him as time went on. I felt like I couldn't be happy just being his "friend with benefits".

He didn't tell me he loved me anymore, even as a friend. I was too scared to say it anymore because I was afraid he wouldn't answer my feelings.

I suppose I shouldn't have complained so much. Sora spent a lot more time with me now; even more so than with Kairi some days. Usually, all we ever did was have sex, though. It got to the point where…it almost wasn't even worth calling ourselves friends anymore.

I drew him closer, as if my body was rebelling against my thoughts. After all we'd been through-all I'd been through-I knew I would never have the courage to do something like that. Nor did I have the will. If I were separated from him, I knew it would hurt far worse than any situation now. He may have been spoiled and selfish; and he may have been stupid for thinking this was an okay arrangement; but, Damnit, through all that I still loved him so much.

There had to be some way to convince him to be mine and only mine. There just had to be.

Sora shifted in his sleep until our lips were nearly touching. I smiled and closed the distance, rolling him on his back so that I was hovering over him. He threw his arms around my neck with a moan, responding as best he could in his drowsy state. I pulled away when those beautiful blue orbs opened, unfocused and sleepy. He smiled.

"Mmmm…morning," he yawned, stretching so that the muscles in his stomach grew taught. "That was a nice way to be woken up. Remind me to remind you to do it again sometime." He looked around. "What time is it?" I shrugged.

"Dunno. I didn't bring a watch. I think it's still early, though." Groaning, Sora pushed me off of him and grabbed his pants. They were a few good feet away, and the journey to them revealed a great view of his ass to me. He pulled his phone out of a pocket and sighed.

"Only nine-thirty. It's still early." He rolled over and flopped down next to me on the sand. "When are our parents expecting us back?" I shrugged.

"I don't know. I didn't tell them a specific time. We could stay out here all day if we wanted." I wrapped an arm around Sora to pull him closer and he snuggled into my chest.

"Good," he said sleepily. "That's great to hear. I don't want to go back yet." His eyes snapped open and fixed me with a playful glare before practically pouncing on me. His mouth latched onto mine hungrily. Caught off guard, I fought to grab a handhold on his waist. When I did, I flipped him over so that I was on top and grinned down at him.

"Did you really think you could overpower me?" I asked amusedly.

"No," Sora grinned. "But I thought I had the element of surprise, and decided to take a shot." He leaned up to kiss me, but I leaned back away from him. No way was I going to let him off the hook. He knew how much I liked to top, and he still tried to dominate. Not acceptable. I'd have to teach him a lesson.

I reached down between our bodies, still naked from last night, and gripped his member in my hand, giving it a rough stroke. Sora's head fell backwards, eyes closed tightly, mouth open in a silent scream. I grinned wickedly and repeated the action, loving how he moaned and writhed beneath me as he sought more friction.

I leaned down over him and breathed moistly over the appendage, flicking out my tongue to lick gently.

"God…Riku…yes," Sora breathed, tangling his fingers in my silver hair. He tried to push me down farther, but I pushed back up and out of the way.

I began lavishing every part of him with my tongue, except the part he wanted me to most. Starting with his thighs, I skipped over the hot organ and began a log journey up the torso. Agonizingly slowly, even for me, I started a wet trail, dipping my tongue into his navel and swirling around the pink nipples until I reach the pale column of neck. Sora was practically screaming in frustration when I nipped at the skin just under his jaw.

"Riku," he whined. "Either blow me or fuck me, please!" He looked like he was going to burst into tears any second. Smiling, I leaned forward and nibbled on the skin under his ear, which I knew made him squirm.

"First, you'll have to tell me," I said huskily, "Who is the dominant one?" There was a long pause. I brushed a hand over a convenient nipple, shivering in excitement when he tried to buck up into me.

"Riku, please…"

"Say it, Sora," I said, gripping his member in my hand irritatingly lightly. "And I'll help you with this." I gave a rough stroke, ripping a moan from his lips.

"You! It's you," he gasped. "Now, please…please, I need you."

"I don't think I really heard that," I said, smiling evilly. I was really enjoying teasing him.

"Oh, god…you're dominant! You'll always be dominant over me!"

"Very good," I whispered in his ear. "Now, what should we do to prove that?" Sora groaned in frustration.

"Oh, come on! That's not fa-aah!" He pushed back against my fingers, which were probing against his entrance, gently teasing the puckered skin.

"Now, Sora, what do you want me to do to you?"

"Fuck me," he gasped. "I want you to fuck me. God, Riku, please." Finally deciding to show some mercy, I pushed forward so that I was buried knuckle-deep, pulling and stretching the skin inside him until I reached the lump of flesh deep inside. I pressed once and that was it. I had teased him too much. He exploded into my hand, which still held him loosely, and tightened around my fingers almost painfully.

He laid back on the sand, panting. I pulled my fingers out of him and let him rest for a few minutes. I kneeled above him, my heart and cock pounding in anticipation, waiting for the second he was ready so that I could have my release too. After what seemed like an eternity, Sora cracked his eyes open and stared at me.

"Okay," he said easily. "I'm good to go again." Elated, I rushed back to our stuff and grabbed a condom and bottle of lube I'd forgotten. I almost ripped the thin rubber membrane in my haste to get the condom on. But once it was on properly and slicked up with lube, I wasted no time in lifting Sora's hips up into my lap and sinking into that beautiful body.

Sora and I had long since passed the pain stage. We had slept together so often that the only pain was a dull ache; the farthest thing from our minds. We were more focused on each other than any slight discomfort.

No matter what problems we had, it was nothing that couldn't be fixed with the feel of him surrounding me in this most intimate of ways. I loved being inside him so much that I thought I might explode from happiness every single time.

I knew I would never really be able to leave him for that reason alone. I was well and truly addicted to him. And like most addictions, I wasn't interested in quitting him anytime soon.

Sora wrapped his legs around my waist tightly, pulling me as far into him as possible. I groaned. The heat was messing up my head. Gripping his hips, I pulled out as far as I could and slammed back in against his prostate. He screamed, clutching at my shoulders.

I leaned down over him so that our chests aligned and breathed in his scent as I repeated the action. My thoughts were narrowed down to just us; just Sora and I in our own world, the only existing beings. The rhythmic thrusting and absent-minded fondling were so familiar that I didn't even need to think to do it. I could make my way be feel alone. I had memorized the layout of his body, mapped out in my inner mind like it was etched beneath my eyelids with a knife. I could never have another lover without thinking about Sora, this I knew.

I couldn't hold on for very much longer. Sora, who was still thrumming from his first orgasm, came first, spurting all over my stomach. I threw my head back in a howl of pleasure as I came, finally, and collapsed in a sweaty heap with Sora on the sand in post-coital bliss. We barely had the energy, after a few minutes, to move to a shadier spot. But we didn't want to get burned. Especially not while we were naked.

I collapsed on the dirt, pulling Sora down to lay on top of me. We just laid there breathing for a while, calming our frantically beating hearts. I was afraid, after a while of silence, that Sora had fallen asleep. But then he said:

"Have you ever been with…your boyfriend like this?" My gaze flicked down towards him. He was staring at me seriously, waiting for an actual answer. I tried to smile.

"Nah," I said. "Kito's not the type to give it up so easily. I guess I'm not as persuasive as I thought, huh?" Sora made a small noise of agreement, picking at a nonexistent patch of sand stuck to my chest.

"I think you should break up with him," Sora said bluntly, staring up at me with an almost pleading look in his eyes.

"What? Why?"

"Well, you don't really have that much in common, do you? You're just not a good match. That's all." A blush tinted his cheeks as he averted his gaze. He pushed himself away from me and got up to gather his clothes. "We should probably go back soon, don't you think?"

I grinned behind him. Sora was jealous of Kito? Kito? Of all people, really. Sure, I was dating the guy, but anyone could tell we weren't exactly a hot couple. It was probably because neither of us were really that into each other. It was convenient, was more like it. Still, nothing like milking it.

"So, if Kito isn't a good match, then who would be?" Sora's shoulders tensed.

"I…I don't know. Someone who you've known more than a few weeks would be nice." He glanced at me quickly. "Someone you can trust…maybe a friend…" I stood up, grinning at him wildly now.

"Oh, yeah? And who, pray tell, fits into that category?" He shrugged stiffly. "You, maybe?"

"Look, we should really go now. Kairi will be wondering…"

"Sora," I said gently, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind. He tensed up in my arms. "Look, I know you said you just wanted to be friends…but are you sure there isn't a part of you that wants more? If there is, please tell me now." Sora swallowed loudly, staring at the sand and curling his toes a few times uncomfortably.

"Maybe," he admitted. "But I…every time I think I want to have you again, I get so scared…I think my parents and friends are going to completely reject me and shun me. I'm scared everyone will view me differently. I'm scared that if we stay together we'll have so many problems living as a couple in the future…" He turned around to look me in the eye. "But, I'm most scared that my feelings for you will fade someday and I'll end up hurting you." He wrapped his arms around me and buried his face in my chest. "Or even that your feelings for me will fade, and I'll end up alone. I don't want to be alone, Riku…"

"Shhh…it's okay," I said, rubbing a hand up and down his back soothingly. I tipped his chin up with one finger. "I promise you, Sora, I'm never, ever going to leave you alone. I can't guarantee that none of that stuff is going to happen, but I can tell you that you never have to worry that I'll stop loving you." I leaned down to kiss him.

I didn't blame him for thinking the way he did. Whatever way I thought about him, he was a young teenage boy. He wasn't going to just get over his insecurities overnight. But now that I knew this, I could help him. We could overcome these obstacles and be all the stronger for him.

The most important thing was that we would be together…forever.