[everything about Riku, from his words to his touch to his kisses to his moans, has just become a collection of Sora's favorite things in the world. maybe the amount of friendship speeches he's made over the years have finally rubbed off on the older boy, and he couldn't be more proud.
somewhere in the haze of blissful cooldown (which is impressive, given how Riku's continued licks and bites and whispers are making it very hard to concentrate), he notices the way Riku's voice becomes more frantic, as he speaks so highly and almost lovingly of Sora; he thinks he knows what's coming, and his heart flutters a little as he realizes he's the reason Riku is losing his usually calm and collected demeanor as he's driven over the edge. he squeezes the hand that's not on Riku's dick as the other boy climaxes, as if encouraging him to let it all out, without caring where it ends up because the idea of being covered in Riku's cum is about the hottest thing he can possibly imagine right now.
he moves his free hand to Riku's hair following the final stroke, the mixture of their fluids hot upon his skin. he wishes he could find the words to tell Riku how he feels right now, how he wants to kiss him all the time, how their relationship has probably moved to the next level, how he's already thinking about the next time they'll get to do something like this, how excited and confused he is to ask if this is what love is like and if that's what they're feeling for each other now.
but what comes to mind first is, as he lets out a laugh that's a mixture of love and bafflement and everything in between while gesturing to his stomach and grinning widely,]
We kind of made a mess, huh?
[... he doesn't seem like he particularly minds, though.]
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somewhere in the haze of blissful cooldown (which is impressive, given how Riku's continued licks and bites and whispers are making it very hard to concentrate), he notices the way Riku's voice becomes more frantic, as he speaks so highly and almost lovingly of Sora; he thinks he knows what's coming, and his heart flutters a little as he realizes he's the reason Riku is losing his usually calm and collected demeanor as he's driven over the edge. he squeezes the hand that's not on Riku's dick as the other boy climaxes, as if encouraging him to let it all out, without caring where it ends up because the idea of being covered in Riku's cum is about the hottest thing he can possibly imagine right now.
he moves his free hand to Riku's hair following the final stroke, the mixture of their fluids hot upon his skin. he wishes he could find the words to tell Riku how he feels right now, how he wants to kiss him all the time, how their relationship has probably moved to the next level, how he's already thinking about the next time they'll get to do something like this, how excited and confused he is to ask if this is what love is like and if that's what they're feeling for each other now.
but what comes to mind first is, as he lets out a laugh that's a mixture of love and bafflement and everything in between while gesturing to his stomach and grinning widely,]
We kind of made a mess, huh?
[... he doesn't seem like he particularly minds, though.]