【Hot Chocolate Heaven】

Sora looked outside the misty window and sighed. It has almost been a week since it started raining and it seems to have no intentions to stop any time soon either.

Snuggling into the warmth of his many layers of blankets, Sora took a small sip of his favourite hot beverage—A nice hot cup of Chocolate milk. He sighs comfortably as the warm liquid enters his mouth, the foam melting into his tongue.

‘Nothing beats a nice hot cup of chocolate on rainy days, ne?’

But although he was warm, he couldn’t help the small empty feeling that was present inside him... He turns his head sideways to catch a glimpse of the window again.

Outside, the rain had continued to fall, the little droplets gently tapping on his rooftop, making a nice soothing rhythm. The rain was getting quite heavy by now, as Sora couldn’t even see anything outside the window but hundreds and thousands of little diamonds falling from the night sky, onto the dampened ground.

‘I wonder what Riku’s doing now.’ Leaning back onto his fluffy blue pillow, Sora gave a great big groan. Remembering the fact that Riku loved going to dance parties during the night time made him groan even more.

‘I wonder if he’s caught in the rain at the moment—I mean—he never brings a umbrella!’ He sits up and looks at the small portable phone above his bedside table. ‘Perhaps I should ring him and see if he needs a lift or somethi—”

Knock

Knock

His thoughts were interrupted by a small knock that came from the door.

‘I wonder who it could be at this time at night, especially on a rainy day like this!’ Sora thought sarcastically as he had already guessed that it was Riku.

“Hey Sora! Hurry up and let me in, will you...? The rain is getting really bad, and I need a place to stay until it calms down a little.” A familiar, calm male voice followed soon after the knocks.

‘I knew it!!’

Setting his mug aside on the wooden antique table, he grabbed a jumper and made his way over to the door. After opening it, a tall boy, soaked from the head to toes made his way in quickly.

“I knew that you won’t be smart enough to bring a umbrella, although its been raining non-stop for the last week or so...” Sora teased as he chucked a oversized towel at Riku.

“Very funny, Sora.” Riku gave a small glare before sitting down on a chair and placing the large towel around him. He rans a single hand through his damped silver hair—which was lying flat on his head in thick clumps. It was rather different to his normal hair, which was incredibly soft and silky.

He lifts up the towel to his head for a second to gently dry his hair. “And besides, the only reason that I didn’t bring an umbrella was because Leon said he’ll give me a ride home.”

Sora rolls his eyes. “So where is he now...?”

“Still at the club, most probably.” Riku sighed slightly. “He decided not to leave until the whole party was over, but I wanted to go by midnight. So the only choice was to walk home in the rain.”

Sora had spaced out halfway through Riku’s reply. Instead, he focused on the white shirt that Riku’s wearing... The damped material clinging and hanging onto his chest, revealing his well-built chest and showing his navel quite clearly as well. His jeans have changed into a dark navy blue colour, most probably because it was completely soaked from the rain.

Riku looked at Sora, who seemed to be enjoying the little trance he was in at the moment. “Yo! Snap out of it, Sora!” He clicks his fingers slightly in front of his face. I’m not that interesting to look at, am I?” He teases, cocking an eyebrow.

“More interesting then you think...” Sora replied mindlessly. It wasn’t under he had heard what he had just said that he REALISED he was speaking his thoughts out aloud...

‘SHIT!!!’

“Ummm... W...What I mean was... umm... Haha very funny Riku!” He laughed nervously. “A... Anyways... w...would you like something nice and warm to drink...?”

Riku chuckled at his stuttering friend and nodded. “Sure that’ll be nice thanks.”

Sora quickly rushed into the kitchen and headslammed onto the cupboard.

THUD THUD THUD

‘DAMN IT! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU SORA?! DID YOU JUST REALISE WHAT YOU JUST SAID TO RIKU? I MEAN, HE’S JUST A FRIEND AND—’ Sora stopped and peaked outside slightly, to see his silver-haired friend undoing the first few buttons of his see-through shirt.

“Well at least I know he only wants to be a friend...” he whispered softly as he felt his heart pounding slightly faster.

‘Please don’t let him take that comment seriously...’ He thought as he bit his lip slightly. And taking one deep breath, he made his way out of the small kitchen and headed back to his friend.

Too deep in his own thoughts, he failed to notice the little step where the tiles ended and the carpet starts.

‘OH CRAP!!!’

He thought, before he trips, the two cups of hot chocolate going down with him.

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“Damn it! Did you know that I only got this whole outfit yesterday and now it’s completely ruined.” Said Riku annoyingly as he continues to wipe his hair with the wet towel. He sighs slightly before turning around just in time to see Sora...

Fall over, right on top of him...

“Wahh! I...I’m so sorry Riku... I... I didn’t mean to...” Sora looks over to the two cups of hot chocolate that had spilled onto the ground. It just missed Riku by about 2 inches, which was quite fortunate.

“Are you ok...?” He continues, worried that he had accidentally injured him somehow.

But Riku, didn’t answer...

Instead, he slides his long arm around Sora’s slim waist, urging him towards his hips. His expression was plain, yet something was different about his eyes...

Could it be anger?

Or perhaps confusion...

Or maybe it was...

Desire.

“R...Riku...?” The innocent voice gently whispered, a soft crimson blush appearing on his cheek.

“Baka.” Riku replied in his normal calm tone, his voice was husky like sandpaper. “You’re always so clumsy.”

In a slightly rough manner, Riku yanks him closer once again, letting his lips brush against Sora’s lips with every word he gently mutters out. Their eyes meet for a brief moment, before Sora looked away in slight embarrassment.

‘W...What is happening... W...What is Riku planning to do to me...?’ Sora thought, a small innocent moan slip from his moist lips as Riku lifts up his hips slightly to grind against his in a extremely playful manner.

“Sora, I want you...” His voice was hoarse and mysterious.  “Actually, I’ve wanted you for quite some time now...” He cups Sora’s chin and tilts his face up to look straight into his ocean blue eyes.

“I want to see you moan and beg underneath me as I touch you... I want to make your voice go hoarse...” A small smirk begins to curl as the red on Sora’s innocent face began to darken dramatically. “I think about it everyday, don’t you...?”

“R...Riku...” Sora muttered out softly. “I... I don’t know what you’re talking abo—”

“You don’t have to pretend anymore.” Riku lets his arms slide down slightly, resting his hand on top of Sora’s ass. “I know what happened at Leon’s house last time.”

‘WHATTT?!!!’ Sora screamed inside his mind.

“I swear I have no idea what you’re talking about, Riku.” He murmured, trying his best to keep a calm expression. But inside, his heart begins to pump faster, as the memories of what had happened began to flash back into his mind.

“Well if you don’t remember, a few months ago Cloud, you and me got invited to Leon’s house for his 26^th Birthday Party... And by 3am, we were all so tired that we decided to crash at Leon’s house for the night instead of walking home...”

“Riku...” Sora murmured nervously, trying to avoid eye contact at all costs.

“If I had remembered correctly, you were last to take a shower, so everybody was asleep while you were in there...” Riku continues, staring at the terrified look currently present on Sora’s face. “And as I was getting ready for bed, I thought I heard somebody saying something... Or moaning something to be more precise.”

‘Oh shit...!’ Sora thought as his heart began to beat even more wildly.

“I knew it wasn’t Leon and Cloud, because I checked their room and they were both out cold. So I followed the moans, until I finally reached the bathroom, the place which you were in... And the moans were so clear and innocent, yet so needy and husky...” He moves over to nip the shell of Sora’s ear. “And what was the voice saying, Sora...?” He asked with a victorious look.

“I... It was moaning your name and other little comments...” Sora finished, sighing slightly as he was defeated.

“That’s right...” Riku whispers huskily into Sora’s ear. “So now tell me truthfully... Do you want me Sora...?”

Looking into the light blue eyes, burning with desire and lust, Sora hesitated slowly before nodding. “H...Hai... O...Onegai... I want you now, Riku-sama...”

“That’s what I thought too.”

Getting up slightly, Riku carefully carried Sora into the small bedroom near the end of the apartment. He carried him over to the bed before placing him down onto the soft mattress gently, his lips never seizing to leave Sora’s. Their tongues flicked against each other in a passionate way, trying to take dominance of each other. Sora had lost control of the whole situation since the beginning. Ever since that first kiss Riku had layed upon his lips that very night, he had been entirely under his control.

‘This feels like heaven...’ Sora pondered as he continues to press his mouth closely against Riku’s. ‘Please don’t let me wake up from this dream...’

It wasn’t until he had begun to fumble with the buttons of Sora’s shirt, which made him automatically catch up with Riku’s actions and what he was planning to do. Although he didn’t want to separate from their close embrace—Sora pushed Riku back softly, so he could sit up slightly, while look into the silver-haired boy’s eyes.

“R...Riku...” He’s voice was soft, his sentence almost sounding like a whisper. “A...Are we really going to...?”

Riku couldn’t help but chuckle slightly as he sees a small tint of redness appearing on the amber-haired boy’s cheeks. He slowly combs his own silky hair back behind his ear so it wouldn’t interfere with his sight. His only response was to pull Sora back, pressing another heated kiss against his moist lips.

“Well... we don’t have too...” He murmured between their kisses. “But I want to show you how much I love you, and by doing this I can.” He pulls back a second and tilts Sora’s chin up slightly, so his dark sapphire eyes will meet with his light turquoise ones. “And this is nothing to be ashamed of—it is a normal act for two lovers to share, ne?”

Sora sighed uneasily but nodded. “I...I guess you’re right...” He blush grows slightly deeper as he looks down slightly. “It’s just that I’ve never gotten this intimate before with anybody, not even with a girl...”

“Well I’ll be honoured if you let me be your first.” He takes Sora’s hand into his before lifting it up to meet his lips. Sora blushes slightly as Riku gave him a small eyebrow raised look. “And if you don’t like what we’re doing, just tell me you want to stop and I will.”

Sora nods and leans forward for another passionate kiss. He yelps as Riku suddenly overpowers him and pushes him quite roughly back onto the bed, making him lie flat on top of the mattress. He swallowed slightly as he watched the silver-haired boy slip out of his damped white shirt before advancing over on top of him.

Riku begins to teasingly slide his tongue against Sora’s lips, sometimes stopping to nibble slightly along his bottom lip. Sora slides his arms around Riku’s neck to yank him slightly closer, his legs wrapping around his slender waist. He begins to slide down slightly, his teeth gently brushing against the skin of Sora’s neck. Sora gave a small whimper at the contact and shivered slightly as he felt Riku’s hot breath against his pumping pulse point.

Riku chuckled amusingly as he watches the reaction that Sora had shown, just from that little moment. He begins to take nip and suck his neck, leaving small bitemarks as he goes. He could feel Sora tense up every so often, especially when his bites get a little bit harder.

Riku slides his hand down to the bottom of Sora’s oversized t-shirt before lifting it up and pulling it over his head. Unhappy with their disconnection although it was only temporary, Riku immediately attacked Sora’s neck and collarbone bone area again as soon as he had stripped him of his shirt.

Sora gasped slightly, feeling Riku’s cold fingertips slowly and tauntingly dragging themselves up his navel. He tried his best to pulled Riku closer, as his arms and legs begin to tighten more possessively around him. Riku served a small smirk, as he heard a small lingering cry that slipped out of Sora’s mouth as his hands stopped temporarily on his chest. Torturedly, he slides a single finger over to his nipple, tracing a small circle around it.  This only served to make Sora shudder more as he hides in the crook of Riku’s neck. It was then that did he have noticed how close Riku and him were.

Riku gave out a small groan beside Sora’s ear as he felt his arousal pressing against his slightly. He wanted him now, but he also didn’t want to rush the whole process...

‘I mean, I did promise him I’ll be as gentle and considerate as I can...’ Riku thought as he watches Sora writhe and wiggled closer from underneath him. ‘Rushing isn’t going to help... Its just going to hurt him more...’

Suddenly, Sora thrust his hips up against Riku’s, making the two boys hiss slightly from the movement. Although the contact was just a brief second, Riku could feel himself becoming more tauntingly aroused then before. He growled slightly before pressing one mild kiss against the skin of Sora’s sweat-matted chest.

“You are so going to pay for that, Sora...” Riku mumbled against him, his lips still pressing against his chest. “I’m going to make you scream and yell until your throat becomes absolutely raw.”

Only simply whimpering from Riku’s threat, Sora gave him the most innocent look he could at that moment in time. Soon after, his lips curled slightly to form a slightly cocky smile, “Then give me your best shot, Riku.” His smirk continues to grow wider.

Accepting his offer, Riku slid his hand smoothly down Sora’s body, from his waist down to the lower part of his abdomen. Sora, who was watching Riku’s every movement and expression, swallowed slightly hard as he prepared himself for the ‘consequences’.

Sliding up just a little again, Riku traced the tip of his tongue down Sora’s neck, collarbone, before heading towards his chest. Seeing Sora writhe and mewl underneath him, only encouraged Riku to continue with his current teasings.

Pressing a few feather-soft kisses just in the middle of his chest, Riku advanced over slightly to capture the slightly hardened nipple between his teeth, tugging it in a somewhat rough manner. Sora began to wiggle and pant frantically, as a slight pleasurable sting travelled across his body. He blushed, noticing how aroused he had become, especially after that little ministration.

“Mmm... Riku...” The words crept out between clenched teeth, his eyes squeezed together as the feeling brings him into an almost surrealist state.

Impressed with his reaction, Riku frees the tiny pink bud from his teeth before proceeding to move down slightly again. His moist tongue began to slide down, tracing the body contour lines of Sora’s body. He began to linger around the area of Sora’s navel, his tongue refusing to give any mercy. Sora jerks up slightly as he feels the soft nips on the tender skin of his stomach.

“O...onegai... Riku...Mnn...” His soft breathless voice filled the empty room. “M...Mou ii desu...”

Looking up slightly to glance at Sora’s expression, Riku unwillingly separates his mouth from the salty-tasting flesh underneath him. He began to tease the top of Sora’s pants, as his hand slowly played along the loose elastic waistband that was holding Sora’s boxer shorts up. He slides his hand momentarily into the boxers, as he ran his fingers teasingly against Sora’s arousal, outside his tightly snug-fitting briefs. This only caused Sora to moan louder as he arches up slightly, hoping to feel more of Riku’s touches.

“R...Riku... Please stop teasing me...” The sentence coming out between clenched teeth.

Ignoring his plea, Riku continues to stroke him softly, his hips holding Sora’s back down so he couldn’t thrust up against his hand. Finally, done with his teasing, he uses his other hand to tear down Sora’s boxers, as he slides himself down lower, to press a few kissed against Sora’s well-built navel. His hand closed around his member, cupping the heated flesh with his palm.

Sora thrusts up briefly at Riku’s recent ministration as a low needy cry slide from the back of his throat. His mewls and cries get even more frantic when the hand holding him began to pump his pleasure-swollen flesh.

“Y...Yamero...” Sora pleaded, a small tear slipping from the corner of his ocean blue eyes. “O...Onegai Riku-sama... I... I need it now...”

Riku only snickers more at his plead. “Oh really..? Then perhaps you can tell me exactly what you want...” He gives Sora a small cocky smirk. “I’m sure you will find it a relief if you do tell me what ‘it’ is, Sora... Or do I have to tease you more...?”

Riku chuckles as he begins to tighten his hold on Sora’s crutch. “So who’s smirking now, my helpless little one?” He teased, watching Sora squirming slightly with his eyes closed. “So do you want to tell me now...?”

“R...Riku...I want you to...” Sora squeezed his eyes tighter if possible. He couldn’t say it, could he? Even if its too relief his arousal, he couldn’t say such a thing...

“Yes, I’m listening...” Riku snickers and tightens his grip again. “You want...?”

“I...I can’t say something like that... P...Please don’t make me say it...”

The feeling began to grow, as he feels the slightly pleasurable sensation in his lower body...

He was getting closer

Closer

Closer..

... Until Riku decided to pull his hand back.

‘Don’t stop!’ Sora thought frustratedly as he tries his best to glare at Riku. ‘H...How could he leave me like this...? I was so close!’

Riku only offers a plain innocent look as Sora continues to give him a cold icy glare.

“If you don’t tell me, then I won’t continue, Sora..” He cocks his eyebrow slightly. “So what will it be, my little Keyblade master...?”

“Fucking hell Riku!! I...I need you to suck me... Now!” Sora cried, his voice slightly husky and raw.

Riku chuckles and flicks his tongue against his lower navel. “Ma ma, Aren’t we a bit impatient...?” He begins to drag off Sora’s briefs in the slowest of ways. “But since you asked, I guess I’ll have to comply with your needs, ne...?”

Looking up at Sora’s slightly shakened expression again, Riku proceeded down slightly, to trace a few mild kisses and nips along his thigh.

“Sometimes I hate you sooo much Riku...” Sora whimpered as Riku’s tongue began to tease the area around his inner thigh. He looks at Riku for a second only, seeing the slightly cocky smirk currently present on Riku’s face. “Y...you always tease me sooo much for your own satisfaction.”

Riku couldn’t help but chuckle from the comment.

“Fine, if you think you’ve had enough I’ll stop.”

Looking up at Sora one last time, Riku leans forward closes his warm, wet mouth around him.

Sora attempts to wiggle and buck as he feels Riku’s tongue slowly sliding against his arousal.

“R...Riku... K...Kami-sama...” He hissed between clenched teeth.

Riku used his free hands to hold down Sora’s hips, so he wouldn’t be able to thrust up. He sucks on him slightly, his tongue beginning to flick and tease his tip. Every so often, he would tease him more by brushing his teeth against Sora’s arousal, sometime even bitting him a little.

Sora’s hands dug frantically into Riku’s hair, grabbing small bunches of it. His throat was dry and sore from his cries and pleads, and his body was covered in a thin-layer of sweat. “P...Please... Riku... N...no more... I can’t take this anymore.” He gasped slightly between a few other needy moans.

Slightly amused to see how Sora was reacting, he continued to nip him, as he tongue continues to aid him. Finally, taking enough of Riku’s teasings, he gave one last cry before collapsing back onto the mattress as he releases his essences into Riku’s mouth.

Riku licked his lips slightly as he slide back up to press a kiss against his koibito’s lips. “I’m glad you enjoyed that so much, Sora.” He chuckled as he nuzzled his neck slightly.

As he shudders began to calm down slowly, Sora forced his eyes to open, trying to make a clear view of the silver-haired boy. As he becomes slightly conscious again, a deep dark flush filled his cheek as he realised what they had just done.

“R...Riku... W...What did you do...? D...Did you really...?” Sora looks away momentarily, the blush still perfectly clear on his face.

Riku smirks and nips the ends of his fingers slightly. “Of course...” He said in a exceptionally husky tone. “You know how much I hate to waste food, Sora.” He smirks seeing Sora getting a tiny bit squirmy again. “By the way... you taste really good...” He offers his koibito a small smirk as he licked his lips slightly.

Sora just continues to look away, unabling to find the right reply for his answer. Now the only thing left to do is to...

Riku sits up for a second to reach for his black shoulder bag. He slides his hand into it and dugs out many items before taking two small tubs out of the side pockets. Judging by Riku’s smirk, Sora had already guessed what the tubs were.

“So... what do you like...? I have strawberry or sandalwood flavour.” Said Riku as he held up the two tubs of lubrication and showed them to Sora. And what was really disturbing, was that he smile reminded Sora of a little kid in a large candy store...

“I... I don’t know... I don’t think it really matters anyways...” Mumbled Sora as he tries to hide his blush.

“Well of course it does! I mean, why would they make flavoured lubrication or flavoured condoms when it didn’t even—”

“Ok ok!” Sora interrupted his small lecture. “J...just use strawberry, ok?”

“Now that’s better...” Riku said with a slightly smirk as he slides his pants off. Sora turns around slightly in embarrassment, as he friend begins to apply the ‘substance’ on.

“God, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, I mean, I’ve already seen you, ne?” Riku chuckles as he flips Sora around, making him stand up on fours.

“I...I guess... But I’m not that experienced with this sorta stuff... I...I mean...”

Riku approaches closer to Sora. “Well actually I’ve only try this once and that was a long time ago...” He sighs. “It wasn’t anything special anyways... I had a one-nighter with him because we were both drunk.” He looks at Sora who seemed quite frightened. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle... I promise I’ll try not to hurt you too much, ok?”

Sora nodded as he feels his Riku gently pressing against him. With a small easy thrust, he slowly entered into him.

“O...Ouch...” Winced Sora as the pain nearly brought tears to his eyes.

“I...I’m sorry...” Whispered Riku as he kissed the back of his neck. “It’ll only hurt a little bit more, I promise...” He continues to push himself in, but very gently because he knew he was causing Sora a lot of pain.

“A... awww Riku...” Sora gasped slightly, his eyes clenching together.

“Don’t worry... It’ll be better soon... Just try to relax...” Riku hissed slightly in pleasure as Sora tightened around him a little. “S...shit...K...Kitsui...”

Being extremely careful, he slowly pressed himself against Sora before pulling back a little, and then plunging back into him again just as softly. Although it was still slightly uncomfortable, Sora gasped slightly as he began to get use to feeling Riku inside him. He blushed a little as a slightly wet sound began to feel the enclosed apartment.

Pressing a little bit harder after a while, Riku slips his hands around Sora’s waist, as his mouth continues to nip and suck the back of his neck. He wanted to do anything, everything to get Sora’s mind off the pain. He didn’t want to be selfish—he wanted Sora to indulge in this moment too—as this was the closest they could ever get to loving each other.

‘But just in case he doesn’t feel the same as me...’ Riku slides his hand to the front of Sora and encircles his aroused member with his hand.

“R...Riku...” His name slipped from Sora’s mouth amongst the numerous needy cries. “O...Onegai...”

“Shh... I want you to enjoy this just as much as me, Sora.” Riku whispered huskily as his grip tightened around Sora slightly. He lets his slightly rough hands ran and rub against him, making it quite unbearable for Sora.

“R...Riku-sama... O...Onegaiii...”

“J...Just give me a second...I...I’m nearly there...” Riku growled before groaning slightly again. The new sensation began to over take him slightly as he thrusts into Sora a little bit harder.

“R...Riku!” Cried Sora rawly, as Riku gave one last thrust before releasing himself into him. Sora soon followed after, giving himself up to Riku’s hand.

Collapsing back onto the bed, Riku landed on top of Sora, his face burying deep into Sora’s bushy hair. After a little while in that position, Riku could see that Sora was too tired to support his weight any more, so he flips over, and holds Sora close against him instead.

Sora blushes as he looks over and sees the small mess that they had left on his bed.

“I told you that you were clumsy...” Joked Riku, another smirk appearing on his face. “And remind me that we have to clean up that chocolate on the floor too.”

Sora nodded slightly, his eyes were heavy. “R...Riku-sama...A...Aishiteru...” He gently murmured out before his eyes closed, and he slips into slumber.

Riku chuckles slightly and presses one last kiss against his forehead before letting him go back to sleep.

But what had caught his attention, was the 2 small white mugs that held the warm cup of hot chocolate, which still remained on the floor, untouched.

 ‘Guess we never needed it that cup of hot chocolate, ne?’ He chuckles, as he slides his arms around his koibito. Sighing slightly, he pulls the blanket over their bodies before drifting over to sleep, next to the person that he loves the most.

--OWARI--