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voodoobob
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: m/m, bondage, implied polyamory
Word count: 1,295
Prompt: 35. Kingdom Hearts 2, Sora/Riku: bound and gagged – trust
Summary: Some things Riku has to be shown.
Sora'd never been in this position before, so he really had no idea what to expect. Or what was expected of him, for that matter, but he sort of suspected he was failing that from the get-go. This was supposed to be sexy, wasn't it? At least, it had been pretty exciting at the beginning. But now... well, he was pretty sure he wasn't supposed to be counting the planks in the ceiling, or chewing on the cloth in his mouth out of sheer boredom. (The latter, at least, he was trying to stop. It was sturdy enough material, but there was always the risk he might chew through it and that would just be embarrassing.)
Also, his shoulders were kind of starting to ache. Sora glared at a knothole in the ceiling. Kairi had said it wouldn't be more than about fifteen minutes, and it was edging dangerously close to twice that now. If he got left here until nighttime, so help him...
The doorknob turned.
Sora would look back in wonder, later, at how quickly his boredom and irritation melted away, replaced with an anticipatory tension that tightened his muscles and drew his gaze to lock on the door.
"Sora?" Riku's voice was tight and nervous, wavering a little at the edges. He inched the door open, entering the room gradually as he spoke, as if afraid it was going to swallow him. "Kairi told me--"
His eyes met Sora's, and his voice died suddenly in his throat.
Sora was kind of glad that the gag limited any movement of his mouth. Riku probably didn't need to see Sora grinning at him just now. He looked ready to bolt as it was, his long bangs failing to obscure the wide, terrified look of his eyes.
"Oh god," he said. "Sora."
There were a lot of things Sora wanted to say, mostly along the lines of "it's okay" and "get over here", but he settled for meeting Riku's gaze as calmly as he could. His erection twitched slightly, but with a great effort he managed to lie still.
Riku approached, somewhat unsteadily, and sat heavily on the side of the bed. "Oh god, Sora," he said again, and his hands flew to the gag. "Here, let me--"
Sora shook his head.
Riku's breath caught on a strangled noise. His expression wobbled between a sort of quiet horror and something softer, as he took his trembling hands away from the gag and carefully laid one palm against Sora's cheek.
"I," he started, and his voice faded. He swallowed, and tried again: "I'd kinda hoped Kairi was kidding about you being tied up."
Sora let out a snort of amusement, only slightly impeded by the gag. Riku managed a faint, tense smile in response, and let his hand drift to Sora's collarbone. His adam's apple bobbed on a nervous swallow as he broke eye contact with Sora, lifting his head to study his bound arms. Sora found himself wanting to explain the bonds, as Riku ran unsteady fingers over them: his forearms tied together behind his head, because Riku's bed had no posts or headboard to tie them to; his hands tied down against his elbows with rags, to make it impossible to call the Keyblade.
I know you wouldn't hurt me, or make me feel like I was in any danger. I want to show you that. Do you understand, Riku?
The way Riku shuddered softly, as his fingers slid over Sora's bound hands, suggested that he did.
He seemed to be warming a bit, as he turned slowly, his hands drifting carefully over Sora's naked body. He paused at Sora's hips, his touch becoming hesitant, as if unsure of his permission. (Which struck Sora as all kinds of backwards, really. Just who did Riku think was the one tied up, here?) Sora watched his hands for a long, hopeful moment, and choked off a groan when Riku moved on.
The knotted rope around Sora's thighs gave him pause for a moment, and he shot a questioning glance up at Sora. Sora just grinned to himself around the gag. There, again, the lack of bedposts had forced Kairi to get creative; the rope looped around under the bed, tied just short enough to hold Sora's legs apart. Riku lingered over this, apparently working it out, before returning to the head of the bed, meeting Sora's eyes again.
"So... I mean... what should I...?"
Sora nodded towards Riku's nightstand. Riku looked.
A sharp, involuntary breath signaled the exact moment he recognized the long, black leather strip that lay folded on the nightstand. He reached out to take it, seemingly on autopilot, and turned back to Sora, wide-eyed and questioning. Sora nodded, and Riku swallowed again.
To Riku's credit, his hands were remarkably steady as he fastened the blindfold over Sora's eyes.
With his sight gone, Sora experienced a momentary flicker of panic, but quickly calmed as Riku's hands cupped his face, thumbs stroking gently over his cheeks. The bed creaked, and Sora could feel the shift of weight as Riku moved down, laying a kiss at his collarbone, his hands running lightly down Sora's sides. One hand settled at Sora's hip, heavy and warm, and Sora gave a hopeful little squirm. Riku laughed a little - still breathless and nervous - and then his hand left Sora's hip and closed around his cock--
-
Considering how badly he'd had it sprung on him, Riku really did quite well, Sora thought. He was always so hesitant and careful during sex, and this time had proven to be no different - he was rather more skittish about it, in fact, his hands reacquiring their nervous tremor as he went on, apparently hard-pressed to do anything with a blind and helpless Sora.
But he'd gone through with it, and Sora had felt-- more than arousal and pleasure, more than the frustration at not being able to see or touch, or the anxious thrill at being so vulnerable before Riku... Sora had just felt so proud of him.
You get it, he'd thought under a wave of sensation as Riku fumbled with lube and pushed his thighs up, you get it, don't you, Riku? We trust you. I trust you.
I love--
-
All in all, though, he was pretty glad when Riku pulled away the blindfold and undid the multitude of knots holding him in place, so he could stretch out and massage his aching muscles.
"I waited forever for you to show up," he complained, rubbing at his thighs. Kairi had gotten the softest rope she could find, but it had still chafed a little.
"Your pillow talk needs work, Sora," Riku said wryly. The old cool front going back up. Sora combated his disappointment by leaning down to kiss him and tangle his hands in Riku's hair. It had been driving him nuts not being able to do those simple things.
"Well, I did," he said petulantly when he broke away, playing with the silver strands.
Riku shifted uncomfortably, and then said, "So, whose idea was that anyway? Yours or Kairi's?"
"Um." Sora laid down, tucking his head under Riku's chin. "Both, kinda. I think we talked each other into it."
"Hm." Riku sounded amused, and draped an arm around Sora's shoulders. "And... do I want to ask why?"
"You know why," Sora said softly.
That seemed to give Riku pause; he stiffened, just very slightly, and was silent for a minute or two. Sora started drawing his finger over Riku's chest in slow, idle circles.
"You guys worry too much," he said, finally, his voice low and hesitant.
"Maybe," Sora said. He smiled softly against Riku's skin. "Just had to be sure you got the message."
Author:
voodoobobRating: R/NC-17
Warnings: m/m, bondage, implied polyamory
Word count: 1,295
Prompt: 35. Kingdom Hearts 2, Sora/Riku: bound and gagged – trust
Summary: Some things Riku has to be shown.
Sora'd never been in this position before, so he really had no idea what to expect. Or what was expected of him, for that matter, but he sort of suspected he was failing that from the get-go. This was supposed to be sexy, wasn't it? At least, it had been pretty exciting at the beginning. But now... well, he was pretty sure he wasn't supposed to be counting the planks in the ceiling, or chewing on the cloth in his mouth out of sheer boredom. (The latter, at least, he was trying to stop. It was sturdy enough material, but there was always the risk he might chew through it and that would just be embarrassing.)
Also, his shoulders were kind of starting to ache. Sora glared at a knothole in the ceiling. Kairi had said it wouldn't be more than about fifteen minutes, and it was edging dangerously close to twice that now. If he got left here until nighttime, so help him...
The doorknob turned.
Sora would look back in wonder, later, at how quickly his boredom and irritation melted away, replaced with an anticipatory tension that tightened his muscles and drew his gaze to lock on the door.
"Sora?" Riku's voice was tight and nervous, wavering a little at the edges. He inched the door open, entering the room gradually as he spoke, as if afraid it was going to swallow him. "Kairi told me--"
His eyes met Sora's, and his voice died suddenly in his throat.
Sora was kind of glad that the gag limited any movement of his mouth. Riku probably didn't need to see Sora grinning at him just now. He looked ready to bolt as it was, his long bangs failing to obscure the wide, terrified look of his eyes.
"Oh god," he said. "Sora."
There were a lot of things Sora wanted to say, mostly along the lines of "it's okay" and "get over here", but he settled for meeting Riku's gaze as calmly as he could. His erection twitched slightly, but with a great effort he managed to lie still.
Riku approached, somewhat unsteadily, and sat heavily on the side of the bed. "Oh god, Sora," he said again, and his hands flew to the gag. "Here, let me--"
Sora shook his head.
Riku's breath caught on a strangled noise. His expression wobbled between a sort of quiet horror and something softer, as he took his trembling hands away from the gag and carefully laid one palm against Sora's cheek.
"I," he started, and his voice faded. He swallowed, and tried again: "I'd kinda hoped Kairi was kidding about you being tied up."
Sora let out a snort of amusement, only slightly impeded by the gag. Riku managed a faint, tense smile in response, and let his hand drift to Sora's collarbone. His adam's apple bobbed on a nervous swallow as he broke eye contact with Sora, lifting his head to study his bound arms. Sora found himself wanting to explain the bonds, as Riku ran unsteady fingers over them: his forearms tied together behind his head, because Riku's bed had no posts or headboard to tie them to; his hands tied down against his elbows with rags, to make it impossible to call the Keyblade.
I know you wouldn't hurt me, or make me feel like I was in any danger. I want to show you that. Do you understand, Riku?
The way Riku shuddered softly, as his fingers slid over Sora's bound hands, suggested that he did.
He seemed to be warming a bit, as he turned slowly, his hands drifting carefully over Sora's naked body. He paused at Sora's hips, his touch becoming hesitant, as if unsure of his permission. (Which struck Sora as all kinds of backwards, really. Just who did Riku think was the one tied up, here?) Sora watched his hands for a long, hopeful moment, and choked off a groan when Riku moved on.
The knotted rope around Sora's thighs gave him pause for a moment, and he shot a questioning glance up at Sora. Sora just grinned to himself around the gag. There, again, the lack of bedposts had forced Kairi to get creative; the rope looped around under the bed, tied just short enough to hold Sora's legs apart. Riku lingered over this, apparently working it out, before returning to the head of the bed, meeting Sora's eyes again.
"So... I mean... what should I...?"
Sora nodded towards Riku's nightstand. Riku looked.
A sharp, involuntary breath signaled the exact moment he recognized the long, black leather strip that lay folded on the nightstand. He reached out to take it, seemingly on autopilot, and turned back to Sora, wide-eyed and questioning. Sora nodded, and Riku swallowed again.
To Riku's credit, his hands were remarkably steady as he fastened the blindfold over Sora's eyes.
With his sight gone, Sora experienced a momentary flicker of panic, but quickly calmed as Riku's hands cupped his face, thumbs stroking gently over his cheeks. The bed creaked, and Sora could feel the shift of weight as Riku moved down, laying a kiss at his collarbone, his hands running lightly down Sora's sides. One hand settled at Sora's hip, heavy and warm, and Sora gave a hopeful little squirm. Riku laughed a little - still breathless and nervous - and then his hand left Sora's hip and closed around his cock--
-
Considering how badly he'd had it sprung on him, Riku really did quite well, Sora thought. He was always so hesitant and careful during sex, and this time had proven to be no different - he was rather more skittish about it, in fact, his hands reacquiring their nervous tremor as he went on, apparently hard-pressed to do anything with a blind and helpless Sora.
But he'd gone through with it, and Sora had felt-- more than arousal and pleasure, more than the frustration at not being able to see or touch, or the anxious thrill at being so vulnerable before Riku... Sora had just felt so proud of him.
You get it, he'd thought under a wave of sensation as Riku fumbled with lube and pushed his thighs up, you get it, don't you, Riku? We trust you. I trust you.
I love--
-
All in all, though, he was pretty glad when Riku pulled away the blindfold and undid the multitude of knots holding him in place, so he could stretch out and massage his aching muscles.
"I waited forever for you to show up," he complained, rubbing at his thighs. Kairi had gotten the softest rope she could find, but it had still chafed a little.
"Your pillow talk needs work, Sora," Riku said wryly. The old cool front going back up. Sora combated his disappointment by leaning down to kiss him and tangle his hands in Riku's hair. It had been driving him nuts not being able to do those simple things.
"Well, I did," he said petulantly when he broke away, playing with the silver strands.
Riku shifted uncomfortably, and then said, "So, whose idea was that anyway? Yours or Kairi's?"
"Um." Sora laid down, tucking his head under Riku's chin. "Both, kinda. I think we talked each other into it."
"Hm." Riku sounded amused, and draped an arm around Sora's shoulders. "And... do I want to ask why?"
"You know why," Sora said softly.
That seemed to give Riku pause; he stiffened, just very slightly, and was silent for a minute or two. Sora started drawing his finger over Riku's chest in slow, idle circles.
"You guys worry too much," he said, finally, his voice low and hesitant.
"Maybe," Sora said. He smiled softly against Riku's skin. "Just had to be sure you got the message."
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Date: 2007-07-16 11:10 am (UTC)Anyway, in short, I wibble at this. ♥
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Date: 2007-07-17 05:46 am (UTC)I am happy you like it! ♥
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Date: 2007-07-16 11:59 am (UTC)Oh, Riku. This was entirely lovely and I'm sure I'll have a more coherent response if it wasn't 6 in the morning. XD Really, though-- quite nice the way you wrote the both of them, reactions and all. Gotta love Sora at the beginning and chewing through the gag.... XD
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Date: 2007-07-17 06:24 am (UTC)Haha, could you imagine if Sora had chewed through it. XD Nothing ruins SURPRISE BONDAGE for your boyfriend than having to ask him for a new gag...
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Date: 2007-07-17 11:40 am (UTC)Yeah, that'd certainly put a damper on things. XDD
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Date: 2007-07-22 06:47 pm (UTC)*loser and made of fail*
Date: 2007-09-11 09:37 am (UTC)♥♥♥
this is reversedhymnal by the way! (her alter ego heh heh)
Date: 2007-09-10 03:11 am (UTC)*beams at you so fucking brightly because omfg that was amaaaaaazing!!*
I can't even. God, you captured them so beautifully! XD Only SoRiKa done right could possibly make such a hot, hot fic also be positively overrun by fucking ADORABLE and smooshy and make me flail my hands and coo at the screen because OH JEEZ, they were beautiful, and worked lovely together, and were delightful, ♥
I love your take on the prompt! *glee* And I love imagining what Kairi and Sora might have gotten up to while they were planning this out, and putting it into action, haha, ♥ All of them were so IC, and I loved your Sora voice, and I just loved this fic to BITS! So cute, and sweet, and full of love, and definitely showcasing the bond that there is between all three of them!
I'm so sorry it took me so long to get to this! *face palm* Bad me! Thank you thank you thank you though! It was so delicious, ♥
Re: this is reversedhymnal by the way! (her alter ego heh heh)
Date: 2007-09-11 09:31 am (UTC)Heee, thank you! Sora was so much fun to write. I don't think I could have written this WITHOUT Kairi there in some capacity, and it was only a small step from there to all three of them~
It's all right, you found it in the end~ I'm really glad you're so happy with it! :D
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Date: 2007-09-28 11:14 am (UTC)PS. Your icons are cracking me up. XD
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