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i said i wanted to rp smooches

kiss kiss fall in love 💋

1. first kiss 💘
the classic. maybe you've wanted to kiss them since you first met, or maybe you're just now realizing how you feel toward them. either way, the time is finally right...

2. mistletoe 💘
it's the most wonderful time of the year, and what better way to spend it than under that one holiday plant with someone special? the mistletoe can be either normal or the wacky "you're stuck together until you kiss" variety, whichever you feel at the time.

3. new years 💘
another favorite tradition. there's something magical about ringing in the new year with a kiss, whether you're in the crowd watching the festivities, out for a late night dinner, or curled up together at home. maybe you could come up with some resolutions together, too.

4. spin the bottle 💘
a party game that everyone knows, even if they've never played it before. it was all fun and games until your turn to spin ended with it pointing at them. if you guys are dating, it's a lot less awkward. if not... well, the bottle has spoken.

5. in the rain 💘
a light rain starts to fall during the middle of whatever you two were out doing. maybe there's something about the droplets in their hair that sets something aflutter within you... or maybe you just really liked that one scene from the first spider-man movie. an umbrella is optional.

6. just friends 💘
you don't always need to be in a relationship to kiss someone! if you're the physically affectionate type, maybe a friendly kiss is just your way of showing you care about someone.

7. seven minutes in heaven 💘
the premise: you and your partner have been stuck into a closet, whether by your friends during a party or by some unseen magical force. the condition: the door's not supposed to open unless you kiss for at least seven minutes. what do you do?

8. farewell 💘
sometimes things must come to an end; sometimes they were never meant to be. whether one of you is moving, things didn't work out, or...well, something more tragic, there's a very real possibility that you won't get to see them in a while... or ever again. try and make it count.

9. wildcard 💘
got something in mind that doesn't quite fit one of the above prompts? totally fine! just toss something up and i'll be more than happy to play whatever smooches you want ♥

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[ riku shudders at the touch because. okay. sora's hand touching his actual skin feels like a hundred times better than over his underwear. riku knew that it was going to be a big difference, but he hadn't been expecting it. granted, he doubts he would have been able to prepare himself for the sensation even if he had been expecting it. ]

You too. Take off your pants.

[ he isn't sure why his first thought is to give the same kind of pleasure to sora. maybe it's because of his weirdly obsessive dedication to the guy. if riku feels this good, then sora deserves it more. he doesn't actually move to remove sora's pants, wanting his explicit permission first.

his reaction should be enough to tell sora tht riku was completely okay with it. ]

[even if it wasn't for the fact that Sora genuinely wants to do this, there's something in Riku's voice that makes him want to completely obey the other boy's wishes. if it was possible for him to be stimulated even more than he already is... well, there it is.]

Yes, Master Riku.

[...doesn't mean he won't be a little shit about it first, especially once they've reestablished comfortability between them, with Sora grinning widely in spite of any previous awkwardness. (the latter will probably resurface once they begin training again, though, with Sora embarrassed greatly by having to hear others call Riku what he calls him in the bedroom, whether jokingly or genuinely.) he soon realizes a problem, though—he doesn't want to let go of Riku, and he's nowhere near as skilled as Riku in being able to remove his pants one-handed. so he deliberates for a bit—

then does the same thing Riku had that had made him moan so badly just moments ago, stroke that delicate strip of skin that connects Riku's shaft and head with his thumb. only then does he remove his hand to quickly deal with his belt and pants. as he undoes the buckle and starts to pull down his pants, he blinks...

before taking his boxers down with them. the confidence he briefly showed lapses slightly again, leaving him completely exposed before Riku. the cool air hitting his bare lower body does nothing to quell the heat upon his skin, the red tinge that his feelings for his best friend cause.]

[ riku snorts when sora says the title again, because of course he would. is this going to become a thing between them now? riku definitely is not complaining, but yeah. it's going to make training sessions a tad awkward after this. he really hopes mickey doesn't call him master or else riku might actually die.

all of those thoughts immediately go out the window, however, when sora touches him again. riku's head falls back as he moans, thrusting slightly into sora's hand. but then sora lets go, which is the absolute worst thing to have ever happened to riku in his entire life. and riku has had a lot of terrible stuff happen to him. but getting manipulated by maleficent has nothing on sora letting go of his dick.

riku can't complain though, once sora removes everything. ]

Oh my god. [ it's. probably awkward to stare at your best friend's dick, right? er. riku's staring. ]

[the feeling of Riku thrusting his hips forward washes over Sora like a wave of pleasure, his own dick stiffening in response to Riku's lustful ecstasy; the small amount of precum he's producing is definitely noticeable now. it's kind of nice to not have his boner be trapped in his underwear, even if it's definitely something he's still getting used to. but he can get used to it, he thinks.

... the staring, though, however turned on he is right now, is just a little off-putting. his blush deepens again, preventing him from just going back to giving Riku a handjob. like, is something wrong with his dick? does it look funny?? what is he supposed to do??? overwhelmed with self-consciousness, he stutters a little before finally just saying,]

What? Is it weird?

What? Oh. Sorry.

[ riku shakes his head, trying to snap out of it. right, staring is creepy. he needs to not creep out sora because that'll make this whole thing super uncomfortable.

he laughs a little, trying at a weak attempt to ease the tension. ]

That was weird of me.

[you know, there is a very obviously easy solution to this problem. they've been doing it all night long, just letting go and losing themselves in the moment, enjoying each other's bodies and just that. Sora could kiss Riku, grab his wrist and have him resume pumping now that he's naked, grab onto the waistband of his boxers and do it himself. maybe him taking the initiative could make things even hotter than they are already; he's a go-getter, isn't he?

so what does he end up doing?]

... Are you gonna take off yours?

[totally sheepish and still caught off-guard. it's Sora that Riku's dealing with, after all.]

[ sora why are you like this

riku doesn't even know why he keeps worrying about this stuff when sora's reaction is always just so. sora. it's a good thing his hair color is already this color or else riku would be getting gray hairs early from stress.

without further delay, he starts to remove his underwar. he's still nervous, although a lot less so than he would have been if sora hadn't already removed his own clothing. if someone had told him that morning that he would be naked in his bed with sora, riku would have laughed. and yet, here he is.

it's a relief when his penis is freed; he didn't realize how constricting just a thin piece of cloth could be until he removed it. ]

[Sora'd been all gung-ho about things leading up to this point, but there's something inside him that changes now that the both of them are nude. he locks eyes with Riku, and for those few fleeting seconds—which feel like forever, honestly—he's caught up in the situation before the two of them, captivated by the way the other boy hangs over him completely naked. his eyes trace every detail of Riku's body that they can concentrate on in the blink of an eye—his trained arms, his smooth chest, his sculpted abs, his slim hips, his freed dick. Sora didn't even know he could feel like this.

to think he'd never once considered being attracted to his best friend, the one who'd been by his side for longer than he could remember, until now. (granted, the whole "hey, we need to save the universe" deal kind of interrupted things, but. details.)

he's not sure if it's intuition or lust or what—because trying to put a name to these instincts and feelings is going to be a work in progress for a while—but whatever it is, it's telling him to reach up and cup Riku's face, to try and coax him into coming down for another kiss. at the same time, he lifts his hips up slightly, being a little less conscious of that movement, but still feeling like it would just be right to have Riku's penis touch his own. the thought alone excites him, even if he doesn't know what it'll be like. but maybe that's exactly why even the idea is so thrilling.]

[ riku immediately kisses back with no hesitation. it's kind of odd to think that, just earlier that very night, riku was nervous at the idea of kissing sora. that he had never even kiss sora, period. but now it just feels like it's something they've always done, something that should have been a natural part of their relationship for a while now. maybe, if the heartless had never shown up on the island, things would have naturally progressed this way?

there's really no way to be certain.

the sensation of sora rubbing against him makes riku gasp out the other teen's name. this is just so much better? why did it take them this long to take off their clothes? riku wonders if they could probably get some... sort of rhythm... going? they're still too inexperienced for ideas like this to just come naturally, so he flounders a bit as he tries to figure out how to make friction become dicks stay a constant reality. ]

[hearing Riku say his name like that makes Sora buck his hips even harder. he immediately commits the sound to memory, wanting to play it in his head over and over again. sure, it's a little weird when he misses and accidentally bumps his dick against Riku's hip—which makes him grunt in mild pain—in his enthusiasm, but when he manages to successfully rub their shafts together? wow.

he's never been big on parties, but goddamn, is he happy they went to the one tonight.

his kisses turn rough, sloppy, as they continue to rock against each other, his tongue wanting to learn everything about Riku's mouth. he can tell, though, through the other boy's body language, that he's still hesitating a little about things. after biting Riku's lip and releasing it, he whispers, almost hisses,]

Stop thinking so hard about it.

[ easier said than done.

he tries to adjust their thrusts so that they're moving at a more comfortable pace since like, no sora?? at least let him think about this so that they aren't just flopping their dicks around at each other??

he grunts in response, his mouth pressing hard against sora's as he tries to keep that steady as well but he soon realizes that there is no way the two of them are going to be able to pay attention to so many things at once.

instead, he places his hand on sora's hip to keep him anchored. ]

[it's only once he's pressed down that Sora thinks to slow his pace down. there he goes again, jumping headfirst into things and giving it his all when maybe, the best thing to do is take it easy.

he tries his best to steady himself against Riku's thrusting, quieter moans escaping his throat now. mumbling against the other boy's lips, he asks,]

Do you want me to stay like this while you...?

[... he doesn't know how to describe it with words. (he probably shouldn't still be embarrassed to say "dick" at this point, yet here he is.) instead, he slowly rocks his hips and rubs himself against Riku, shuddering, before lowering his body again, looking up to see Riku's response.]

[ listen one day they will progress to saying naughty words, even though sora should be kinkshamed for the 'master riku' stuff??

for now, though, riku nods his head which makes him accidentally kiss sora's chin for a moment. he laughs at the misstep and corrects himself, hoping sora won't mind the wet spot there now. ]

I. Yeah. [ riku actually has no idea what exactly he just agreed to, but sora looks unbelievably hot right now, even hotter than how riku feels. he'd agree to just about anything at that exact moment. he continues to rock against sora, slowly at first, before forming a good momentum against the other teen. ]

[that's implying that Sora would mind a kiss from Riku, which is basically impossible at this point. hearing Riku laugh like that is like music to his ears; what part of his best friend isn't beautiful, perfect, absolutely worth getting fucked by?

when Riku finds a good rhythm with which to frot against him, Sora lets out a long, sustained gasp at just how good it feels. soon, he lifts his arms and wraps them around Riku's shoulders, bringing him closer, so that their chests touch as well as their dicks.]

Riku—mm—I...

[this time, his speechlessness is not because he doesn't know the words to use. it's because he's so overwhelmed, he just can't think straight. he leans his head back against the pillow, his back arching ever so slightly. with Riku's face so close to his, Sora starts moaning for him again; they might be quieter this time, but they're going directly into Riku's ear.]

[ riku lets out a loud gasp as the sound of sora's moan vibrates against him. his hands move, rubbing against sora's body until they reach the other teen's ass. he hesitates for a few seconds before he lightly digs his nails into the skin there, pressing sora closer.

a part of him wonders if he can get more than just this, but... that might be too far? in any case, it's not like either of them are exactly prepared for something more intimate. riku may not be an expert on sex, but he is pretty sure they are missing a few key items needed in order to progress even further.

still. this is enough. the warmth of sora's body against his, being able to explore the other keyblade wielder in a way that he never thought was possible... riku could do this all night. ]

You like that?

[Riku may not be getting much longer, with how well he's done in pushing Sora to his limits. every touch, every breath makes him squirm with pleasure, and when Riku grabs his ass, he suddenly thrusts his hips upward, grinding himself against Riku even more.]

Agh, yes—

[a sharp intake of breath prevents him from saying anything further, but his body is doing the talking for him. in an attempt to quiet himself, he buries his face in Riku's shoulder, anchoring his teeth into the flesh there. while he bites, he gives a few absentminded licks, if only to keep himself occupied and overloading his senses completely. if he knew what Riku was thinking, he'd agree wholeheartedly; if this is how good it felt on the outside, what would that mean about...?

usually, the tone Sora uses when he calls out Riku's name indicates what he means by it. sometimes it's "what's up?", others it's "you're not gonna get the best of me this time," and still others it's "god, I missed you." in this moment, though, as Sora lets Riku's shoulder go so he can yell, another has been added to the list:

"holy shit, I think I love you."]

[ sora yelling out riku's name like this, his voice filled with ecstasy, is probably one of the greatest things riku has ever heard in his life. no. it is, without a doubt, the greatest. he decides right then that he never wants anyone else but sora to say his name, and it has to be like that. it's a ridiculous thought, and he knows this, but all riku can focus on is sora's voice and the way sora's mouth felt on him and just

sora.

he can't even say anything, the only noise coming out of his mouth is soft moans and grunts as he rocks against sora, his dick pressing faster and faster against the other. it's fast and slightly sloppy but also. gentle, in the way that means riku is still thinking about making sure sora is okay during all of this. he can't turn that off even now. ]

[oh, he is more than okay right now. Sora digs his fingers into Riku's sides as the other boy speeds up the pace, seemingly forgetting that anything but Riku exists at the moment, as if all the worlds they've learned about and visited up until now mean nothing as Sora's world becomes Riku and Riku alone.

with a final sigh, every muscle in his body seizes up, anticipating the buildup that makes him feel like he's on fire. one hand reaches out to grasp their dicks together, but before he can so much as lay a finger on himself after his hand surrounds Riku's, his back arches. after his dick begins quivering, strands of white erupt from his tip, most of it splattering onto his own stomach while a few stray beads splash onto Riku's body.

he takes a second or two to process the fact that he just came on himself because Riku just fucked him so well.

all the tension in his body disappears as his head hits the pillow; he stares at the ceiling for a few moments to try and gather himself again, cum still slowly leaking out of himself. it's a little embarrassing to have shot his load so quick, so suddenly, right in the heat of the moment, but for a first orgasm, he can't say it was a bad one. he sucks in a stilted breath before sheepishly letting out,]

My bad—that was.

[... words really aren't his forte tonight. but that's okay—he searches for Riku's hand and curls their fingers together. that should probably say enough, if the physical evidence didn't already do it.]

Wow.

[ if riku had thought any of this was hot before, all of that instantly goes out the window the second he witnesses orgasm. he isn't sure if it's the sound or sora's face or what, but it's a mental image that he never wants to get out of his head. riku just wants that scene to repeat over and over again because, oh my god. sora just came on him? that is a thing that just happened.

he holds on tightly to sora's hand and for a few seconds all he can really do is watch sora in both amusement and disbelief because that was a moment the two of them just shared together. this is something that's theirs and no one else's and it's just. a lot.

this only lasts a short moment before he remembers that, unlike sora, he is still very much hard. riku uses his free hand to reach down between them to grip his own dick and begins stroking it, staring intently at sora while doing so. ]

Wow is one word for it.

[if guys didn't have to deal with a little thing called the refractory period, the sight of Riku jerking himself off with Sora still beneath him would have probably made Sora come again. despite having just orgasmed, he finds himself entranced by the erotic display, wanting nothing more than for Riku to finish, to see that same overwhelmingly blissful feeling on his face too.

(... okay, that's a little bit of a lie. he definitely wants a couple more things out of Riku. but he's willing to take a break for now; Riku deserves his turn more than Sora's silly desires. the dude's still got his own cum on his stomach, for god's sake. he always has been eager, though... talk about a hell of a sexual awakening.)

with his other hand still firmly linked with Riku's, he reaches out to the other boy's penis, too, lacing their fingers around it. then, Sora begins running both their hands along the still-stiff shaft. it's not so much him trying to guide Riku's hand, nor is it exactly the other way around; just like when they fight side by side, it's more of an instinctual thing, with both teens placing complete faith in the other without having to communicate. and it always works. it's the same basic concept now, just with a slightly different, more intimate application.

he draws in another ragged breath and sighs,]

Riku, you're...

[there are a few choice words and phrases Sora could use to describe his best-friend-turned-something-a-little-more in this moment, as their pumping Riku's dick continues at a steady synchronized pace. "really hot," "sexy as fuck" if he felt daring, "the best person I could imagine having my first sexual experience with..."]

... You're amazing, you know that?

[close enough. it still gets the meaning across.]

[ at sora's words, riku immediately leans forward so he can press his lips against the other's. this kiss is short and sweet, not filled with the desperateness that is being carried with their moving joint hands. he then presses small kisses up sora's cheek until he reaches his ear, and riku whispers into it. ]

Not as amazing as you. [ there'a a pause as he gasps. ] You're so good, right? Good at everything, so of course you'd be so perfect at this. [ riku absentmindedly starts to nibble at sora's ear before continuing. ] I want to say you're lying about this being your first time because you are just. You feel so good, Sora. But i know you're not lying and you're just naturally gifted and I don't know whether to laugh or not.

[ instead of laughing, though, riku lets out a moan as he finally comes. he slows the pace of their hands down, letting it ease the orgasm through instead of driving forward to it. when he finally settles, his hand is covered in come and it's kind of a surreal feeling, since sora's hand is still on his and.

wow. ]

Wow.

[ he thinks sora might have said that after he came, too? he actually can't exactly remember right now because everything is buzzing and all riku can truly focus on is how he wants to do that again very soon. because. wow. ]

[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.]

I'm going to have to do laundry.

[ he glances down at his poor bedsheets... he is going to have to do this tonight before his parents come home? this may get awkward, but he pushes the thought away to deal with later. riku doubts that discussing laundry after what just happened is high on sora's list of things he want to do.

they should at least clean themselves up though. he's about to suggest it, but then figures that maybe they can just chill for a moment. they just did a lot and riku is still kind of dazed from all of it and it's going to take him a bit to snap out of the holy crap we just did that feelings.

granted, he might never actually snap out of that because holy crap they just did that. ]

Sora.

[Sora doesn't comment on the offhanded remark, though it does make him laugh (even if there's definitely some real truth to it, lest they have to explain...things...to Riku's parents). already the little things that make this moment normal for them have started again, and he can't be happier about it.

he would suggest Riku could lay on top of him after all that, because now that the adrenaline rush is starting to wear off, he can feel the exhaustion from their fucking settling in, but. the semen. the majority of it on Sora's body should probably just stay on him, at the very least to make cleaning up a little easier. to make up for it, he carefully shimmies over a little, giving Riku some room to lie down next to him.

at Riku saying his name—once again reminded of how good it feels to hear the syllables of his name in Riku's tone—he turns his head and curiously replies,]

Riku?

[ riku immediately settles down next to sora, his arm pressing against his. this can almost seem normal, like when they had sleepovers when they were younger. there is a very big difference between now and then though. any sleepover they have now would probably end a lot differently than all of those.

that is, if sora wants this to become a regular thing.

that is going to be an awkward conversation. ]

You're the best. You know that, right?

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