...I have no idea
Sora/Riku/Kairi; 910 words & no spoilers; R for sexual content and sheer WTF. Sora has good ideas! Oh god what did I write.
a first time for everything
Sora stared. And swallowed. "Um."
"Sora?" Kairi wriggled a little, reaching out to him. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing! Um." He definitely wasn't panicking, he told himself firmly. It was just... "Riku, maybe you should -"
"Chickening out?" Riku smirked at him, the hand he had wrapped around Kairi's waist reaching up to stroke her breast.
"You wish." Sora flopped onto his side again, leaning across to bite at Riku's shoulder. "It's Kairi."
"So?"
"So, I don't want to hurt her!" Riku was still smirking, so Sora punched him in the arm, throwing himself off balance and having to catch himself before he fell on Kairi.
"You won't hurt me, Sora." She was smiling, reaching out to run a hand through his hair and pull him into a kiss. That at least was easy, so Sora let himself relax into it, trying to ignore the way she was so warm and naked beneath him.
"Need some encouragement?" Riku's voice purred in his ear, and then there were hands on him - oh... Sora arched his back into it, mumbling something incoherent.
"Come on, Sora," Kairi murmured against his mouth, wrapping her arms loosely around his shoulders as she lifted her knees to embrace him. "It's all right."
Sora balked, again. "I don't want to hurt you..."
"Idiot." Riku's fingers strayed down the inside of his thight before returning to stroke him. Sora moaned helplessly, then shook his head violently, batting Riku away as Kairi laughed softly.
"It'll only hurt a little, Sora, really, and I want you." She caught at his hand, holding it between her breasts, over her heart. "Please?"
"Um." Sora bit his lip. "Maybe Riku should..."
"What, so I can be the one to hurt her?" Riku rolled his eyes expressively. "Thanks, Sora."
"That's not what I - it's not supposed to hurt." Sora sat back on his heels, tugging nervously at his hair and trying to ignore the enticing tangle of limbs and skin that was his best friends.
"That's just the way it is." Riku lifted one shoulder in a shrug, leaning in to nip at Kairi's neck. She giggled, tilting her head towards him but smiling at Sora.
"It's only for the first time or so - here," she reached for him again, squeezing his hand comfortingly before tugging his fingers down between her legs. "See? It's just a bit of skin, Sora; it won't hurt for long, and it'll be worth it, I promise."
Sora swallowed, fingers tracing slowly through slick heat. "But..." Kairi was shivering as he touched her, her back arching in the way that they'd already established meant she liked it. Maybe it wasn't so much, maybe it wouldn't have mattered if it were anyone but Kairi, maybe he could... Maybe...
Maybe not. "Um." Sora squirmed; defeating the Heartless and the Organisation had been nothing to this.
Wait a second. Sora blinked, then grinned, wriggling backwards and shoving himself to his feet. "Here."
"What?" Kairi pushed herself up onto her elbows, curious and beginning to look just a little disappointed.
"Don't worry." Sora lifted a hand, calling the Keyblade and trying to ignore how unprotected he suddenly felt without his clothes.
"Sora?"
"What the hell?" Riku was shoving himself upright too, looking about to tackle him, but Sora just grinned smugly, and pointed the Keyblade.
"Unlock!"
There was light. A lot of light. And a strangled noise from Riku that sounded like it was supposed to be his name. Sora was somewhat more concerned with the strange squeaking sound Kairi made, though; he dissipated the Keyblade and dropped back down onto the bed, peering anxiously into her face.
"Is it all right?"
Kairi just stared at him, wide-eyed. Riku was making choking noises that sounded like he was trying not to laugh. Belatedly, Sora realised that perhaps it might have been a good idea to ask first. Or something.
"Um. Kairi?" He lifted a hand uncertainly, wondering if he was about to get kicked out of bed again.
"You never change, do you?" Riku was giving him that superior smirk again, so Sora stuck his tongue out at him. Then squeaked, because Riku had a hand around his neck and was yanking him into a decidedly sloppy kiss.
"...Sora." Kairi wound an arm around him, pressing her face into his shoulderblades. He could feel her shaking, but Riku had a leg between his as well as the tongue in his mouth, and it took him a while to pull away.
"Kairi? What's wrong?"
"Nothing -" she trailed off, hair tickling his back, and Sora belatedly realised that she was laughing, silently.
"It was a good idea!" He turned his face into Riku's shoulder, scowling.
"Sure it was, idiot." Riku poked him in the head, and Sora wriggled away, glaring at him.
"It worked, didn't it?" He frowned, twisting to face Kairi. "Did it?" Behind him, he could feel Riku's chest heaving now, but his hand was sliding over Sora's hip and between his legs. Sora gasped and bucked into the touch, forgetting all about the laughing.
"It worked." Kairi had that smile, the quiet and fond one that was only ever for him and Riku. That made Sora feel even better, because... oh...
"There." Kairi's hands were softer than Riku's; she pushed him down onto his back, settling on top of him and bending down to kiss him, her hair swinging and tickling around his face and shoulders. "See, there's... nothing to it... oh..."
Sora swallowed. And gasped.
a first time for everything
Sora stared. And swallowed. "Um."
"Sora?" Kairi wriggled a little, reaching out to him. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing! Um." He definitely wasn't panicking, he told himself firmly. It was just... "Riku, maybe you should -"
"Chickening out?" Riku smirked at him, the hand he had wrapped around Kairi's waist reaching up to stroke her breast.
"You wish." Sora flopped onto his side again, leaning across to bite at Riku's shoulder. "It's Kairi."
"So?"
"So, I don't want to hurt her!" Riku was still smirking, so Sora punched him in the arm, throwing himself off balance and having to catch himself before he fell on Kairi.
"You won't hurt me, Sora." She was smiling, reaching out to run a hand through his hair and pull him into a kiss. That at least was easy, so Sora let himself relax into it, trying to ignore the way she was so warm and naked beneath him.
"Need some encouragement?" Riku's voice purred in his ear, and then there were hands on him - oh... Sora arched his back into it, mumbling something incoherent.
"Come on, Sora," Kairi murmured against his mouth, wrapping her arms loosely around his shoulders as she lifted her knees to embrace him. "It's all right."
Sora balked, again. "I don't want to hurt you..."
"Idiot." Riku's fingers strayed down the inside of his thight before returning to stroke him. Sora moaned helplessly, then shook his head violently, batting Riku away as Kairi laughed softly.
"It'll only hurt a little, Sora, really, and I want you." She caught at his hand, holding it between her breasts, over her heart. "Please?"
"Um." Sora bit his lip. "Maybe Riku should..."
"What, so I can be the one to hurt her?" Riku rolled his eyes expressively. "Thanks, Sora."
"That's not what I - it's not supposed to hurt." Sora sat back on his heels, tugging nervously at his hair and trying to ignore the enticing tangle of limbs and skin that was his best friends.
"That's just the way it is." Riku lifted one shoulder in a shrug, leaning in to nip at Kairi's neck. She giggled, tilting her head towards him but smiling at Sora.
"It's only for the first time or so - here," she reached for him again, squeezing his hand comfortingly before tugging his fingers down between her legs. "See? It's just a bit of skin, Sora; it won't hurt for long, and it'll be worth it, I promise."
Sora swallowed, fingers tracing slowly through slick heat. "But..." Kairi was shivering as he touched her, her back arching in the way that they'd already established meant she liked it. Maybe it wasn't so much, maybe it wouldn't have mattered if it were anyone but Kairi, maybe he could... Maybe...
Maybe not. "Um." Sora squirmed; defeating the Heartless and the Organisation had been nothing to this.
Wait a second. Sora blinked, then grinned, wriggling backwards and shoving himself to his feet. "Here."
"What?" Kairi pushed herself up onto her elbows, curious and beginning to look just a little disappointed.
"Don't worry." Sora lifted a hand, calling the Keyblade and trying to ignore how unprotected he suddenly felt without his clothes.
"Sora?"
"What the hell?" Riku was shoving himself upright too, looking about to tackle him, but Sora just grinned smugly, and pointed the Keyblade.
"Unlock!"
There was light. A lot of light. And a strangled noise from Riku that sounded like it was supposed to be his name. Sora was somewhat more concerned with the strange squeaking sound Kairi made, though; he dissipated the Keyblade and dropped back down onto the bed, peering anxiously into her face.
"Is it all right?"
Kairi just stared at him, wide-eyed. Riku was making choking noises that sounded like he was trying not to laugh. Belatedly, Sora realised that perhaps it might have been a good idea to ask first. Or something.
"Um. Kairi?" He lifted a hand uncertainly, wondering if he was about to get kicked out of bed again.
"You never change, do you?" Riku was giving him that superior smirk again, so Sora stuck his tongue out at him. Then squeaked, because Riku had a hand around his neck and was yanking him into a decidedly sloppy kiss.
"...Sora." Kairi wound an arm around him, pressing her face into his shoulderblades. He could feel her shaking, but Riku had a leg between his as well as the tongue in his mouth, and it took him a while to pull away.
"Kairi? What's wrong?"
"Nothing -" she trailed off, hair tickling his back, and Sora belatedly realised that she was laughing, silently.
"It was a good idea!" He turned his face into Riku's shoulder, scowling.
"Sure it was, idiot." Riku poked him in the head, and Sora wriggled away, glaring at him.
"It worked, didn't it?" He frowned, twisting to face Kairi. "Did it?" Behind him, he could feel Riku's chest heaving now, but his hand was sliding over Sora's hip and between his legs. Sora gasped and bucked into the touch, forgetting all about the laughing.
"It worked." Kairi had that smile, the quiet and fond one that was only ever for him and Riku. That made Sora feel even better, because... oh...
"There." Kairi's hands were softer than Riku's; she pushed him down onto his back, settling on top of him and bending down to kiss him, her hair swinging and tickling around his face and shoulders. "See, there's... nothing to it... oh..."
Sora swallowed. And gasped.