Chapter 2 (Well technically Chapter 3)

Sora POV

Disclaimer: I own every fucking move they make... but not the "they"... *sad face*

His hand was on my jaw in the next instant, forcing it open to add his tongue... which I would have gladly accepted, but it was so much sexier this way. The hot appendage roughly glided over my sensitive gums, then wound it's self tightly around mine, pulling me inside his mouth. I would have literally busted my ass if we were standing.

I moaned gripping the towel around his neck to pull him closer. His mouth was still on mine as he pulled up next to me, hands drifting down from my face, my arms and on to my hips where they dipped into the waist band. The tips of Riku's thumbs were cold against my heated skin making me shiver in delight. But then he pulled my hips toward his, making the once forgotten popcorn bowl fall to the floor, startling me.

I pulled away from him, my face probably flushed in the worst way. Then I realized what I did. My hand automatically covered my mouth, but not for long. I picked the bowl and darted away from him, into the kitchen.

I braced my self against the counter, indulging my self with a hit on the head.

The fuck did I do that for?

I was beyond angry with my self.

What if Riku was only doing that because we were in the moment? Does that mean I ruined my chance?

I felt as though I was going to cry.

I practically fucking begged for it... I did beg for it, just not in so many words. So why in the fuck did I flake out?

My phone vibrated on the counter to my right.

I sighed.

Another text from Kairi.

Gah... The fuck does this bitch want?

Sora... Can you PLEASE call me a.s.a.p? It's really important.

I sighed once again and started to text back:

Alright... I will in about five minutes.

I set the phone down, placing the cool plans of my hands against my overly heated eyes.

I didn't feel the presence behind me until there were hands on my hips and a blazing heat, only his person can create, to my ass.

Of course I jolted up, probably falling into his trap as his wound around me, pulling me closer to him.

"Riku!"

He hummed acknowledgement into my ear.

Then I realized that I probably just moaned his named damn near the top of my lungs.

So I decided to be a bitch, again, and run away... or at least I tried... but his arm just tightened around me even more.

"Your not gonna run from me Sora." His voice dark with an emotion I honestly thought I'd never hear directed at me.

But it was confirmed, I couldn't run from him... even if I should, I honestly couldn't just because he said it in that tone.

"Riku... Just-" fuck me already.

I choked on my words.

I couldn't say that so him. Riku isn't one to play... but there's a first time for everything.

"Just what? Let you go?"

I nodded, deciding to go with that option.

"Sorry. Can't do that."

His breath was hot, heaving down on my neck.

I felt like I was going to die. I guess some of my brain cells were roasting in joy because the larger portion was obviously going to pleasure.

"You know what I was just doing in the bathroom?"

"I have a feeling you're about to tell me."

I could feel his words even before he breathed them into my ear.

"I was jerking off."

My heart just about soared up my throat.

"I was jerking off... to that sexy pout you make... when things don't go your way."

This was a random confession... random and sexy. And those two shouldn't mix, not even with caution.

"Riku..."

I was getting light headed.

Maybe my brain cells really were dying.

"I was jerking off to the way your nipples look under that small ass top." As he said those words he yanked on side of the collar, popping off the buttons one by one.

There was a pause.

"Hmm... Were you?" My sigh drunken like. "All I can remember are your sighs and groans."

There was a pause.

Did I really just fucking say that?

"So you were there..."

His statement to my creeping embarrassed me. The next one however just made me blush.

"Is this a regular occurrence? Standing outside the bathroom while I shower?"

My next response was a lie... but he wouldn't know that.

"And if it was?"

Riku's body stilled behind me. Well most of it.

I'm just guessing he didn't expect me to say that.

"If you did-" He interrupted his own sentence by deeply breathing breathing below my nape.

It was sexier than words. And its already said that actions show better than words.

And the action that followed...

His hands were placed firmly, and widely on my hips as he turned me to face him. Movement not even stopping after he abused my lips with his, once again.

"-You would have know I got hard for you every time." The Silverette's voice was husky and for lack of a better word, yummy*.

I wasn't jumping up and down in joy like I dreamed I would be... and no comment on that dream. It was actually quite the opposite, but not too much. I was confused.

"Wait." My finger pressed to his lips. "So... You don't like Kairi?"

At the mention of her name the lust left his eyes. I was fucking pissed, but this subject needed to be breached.

"Why would I like her?"

Because you're a guy with hormones and she's a girl that fawns all over you.

"I don't know. You guys are always together..."

"I don't like her. I thought you liked her. I just hung around so guys would never be alone." Aquamarine eyes avoided mine.

I smiled.

That's cute. He was playing the role of the cockblocker.

"Like her? I hate that bitch! And she was the cockblocker not you."

Riku laughed.

"Well I'm glad she was. Or maybe this would have all turned out differently..." Words fading as his lips descended on mine.

His towel was gone now, so my hand hooked behind his neck instead pulling him into a needy kiss. A kiss that made him stumble backwards. What can I say? I am needy. Anyone would if they've been cockblocked by Kairi all their life.

Stupid bitch.

But it's okay. Because she has lost, and I have won.

Though... That doesn't make her any less of a bitch.

My mind simulated happy dance was interrupted by Riku shoving me back against the counter. Roughly.

And when I looked in his eyes I saw the reflection of the emotion I adapted when we all hung out as a group.

Jealousy.

But of what I couldn't fathom. It was only Riku and me... and the mention of that bitch, the mention that lingered. Jealously? Really? I wasn't even thinking about her... in the sexual way. More of the 'That-bitch-finally-fuckin'-lost' kind of way.

"Riku?"

His eyes were seeping into me, but not really on me.

I sighed.

And for all his jealousy he goes off and does the same thing.

Suddenly I wanted to kick him in the nuts. He shouldn't be thinking of Kairi right now... Fuck! He shouldn't be thinking about anything right now but probably how his dick was gonna get in my ass. And most definitely not about some stupid slut that didn't know what she wanted. I wanted to kick him in the nuts, I wanted to. But wouldn't, couldn't...

So I groped him instead.

And his the immediate attention of his eyes told me he liked this a whole lot better than he would my foot... but then again...

I don't know what this game, if you could even call it that, consisted of. But again I was shoving him against fridge, not following as I would have originally would have. Well... not with my full body anyways...

"Sor- The fuck-nnn..." Which was ultimately cut off by a groan.

All I could register was the heat under my foot, the heat in his eyes, and the heat in his words.

"When'd you lean to-" Another groan, though hushed. "-give out foot-jobs?"

I mentally furrowed my brow.

Foot-job? ...He means my foot rubbing against his-

The blood rushed to my face so fast, I actually become lightheaded.

But the silence following his question... well silence of incoherent words, meant that he wanted an answer.

And after not putting much thought into it, I smiled wistfully and shrugged.

"A skill acquired by practice... I guess." I cast my eyes up, from where my foot rested in him and into his slightly surprised eyes.

Yes, I was lying my fucking ass off. I was practically a fucking virgin myself... practically.. and that's where I'll leave it...

"Hmm... You guess?"

My knee started to bend against my will as he strode toward me, eventually trapping my bend leg in between us.

"Umm... Yeah..."

I was starting to get a bit worried. The glint in Riku's eye had changed.

"You can't guess about you're skill,"

The muscular body leaned into me further, causing discomfort... but I wasn't complaining about that. In fact I wasn't complaining about anything, but why he didn't start being so...

My mental arms started flailing as I ransacked my brain for the right word.

This before. I would have fucked the man even when I thought I was straight.

"You have to know." Was the completion to the statement, breathed right over my ear.

My breath was shaky.

Oh Riku...

"Do you know?" I said staring him in the eyes.

The response was almost immediate like the lust glint in his eyes.

"And what if I do?" His smirk was slow and suggesting.

Not like this whole situation wasn't.

"If you know... maybe you can teach a young..." I took a second to think of the right word, "... Novice something new..."

Riku gave a smexy laugh as he repeated, "Teach a young novice something new... Hmm, maybe I can do that..."

The silverette parted my legs, lifting them so they wrapped around his waist, his groin settling comfortably against mine. Then he started to lean in ultimately making me lean back.

"So. The question now is, what do you know?"

I smiled slowly, slightly arching my back into his waist. But to my surprise his hips remained stationary.

I raised my eyebrow at him.

So he wants me to do this by myself.

I grabbed the back of his nape and smashed his lips into his in a stile that could almost be called brutal. And so I kissed him with all the sexual frustration created from within the last hour. Much more rougher then the first we shared, granted that it was the first kiss.

And strangely his lips started moving with mine, like he forgot that I was supposed to be showing him.

I decided to be cocky a smirk into his lips, making him realize what he was doing. Which ultimately made him stop.

I could have almost laughed. Almost. If the phone hadn't rang.

I tried to ignore it, but it was the annoying ringtone I gave to Kairi.

Stupid bitch.

Riku reached behind me, answering the call as he disconnected our lips.

"Hello."

"Riku...?" Her voice just too loud, "Oh! Hi, how are you?"

I rolled my eyes.

No, cause you totally didn't just call my phone.

"Better than fine actually... just a little frustrated."

I was face palming before I even knew it.

"Oh, well I glad you're fine." Moment of silence, "Is Sora there? I wanted to talk to him."

Riku's attention focused on me and I immediately shook my head.

"Well yeah and no. He's in the shower. You wanna leave a message or something?"

Message?

"Ummm... Sure. Just tell him that it's really important, and he really needs to get back to me. Okay?"

"Got it." Was the silverette's nonchalant answer,

"Good, alright talk to you later. Bye."

Riku hung up without a response.

I groaned and laid back against the counter.

A heavy sigh left me, "Because that totally didn't ruing the mood."

"Then we'll just create a new one." Breathed my silverette as he set the phone against the counter.

"Alright then. I'm waiting."

*I literally couldn't find a different word.

A/N: This chapter was total ass and I jumped around a lot... you can tell where I stopped and continued at. Gahhhh, it sounds soo retarded. Sorry, blahhh... ard but at least I know where I'm going in Riku's POV. And what I said about this being what... 4 chappies long? Well I guess I lied, I'm breaking this up so I can post and think of something for the lemon while I'm on Riku's POV. Sooo, not this is gonna be what... seven chapter's long.