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Title<\/b>: Dreamed That I Was Underneath [Sora\/Riku]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: NC-17, warning for sex in Nightmare form
\nSummary<\/b>: The nightmare doesn’t surprise Riku, given Sora’s exhaustion, but the nightmare form he ends up taking in it does. Fortunately for him, Sora is really, really into it.
\nAN<\/b>: Written for Chocobox exchange 2022. <\/p>\n
Dreamed That I Was Underneath<\/b><\/p>\n
Sora did not look like he was in great shape when Riku made it back to the Mysterious Tower, two days late from his trip to Radiant Garden. Sora\u2019s smile was real when he threw himself at Riku for a hug, but his grip was just this side of too tight, and the dark circles under his eyes said he hadn\u2019t been sleeping again. <\/p>\n
\u201cSorry I took so long,\u201d Riku apologized, face buried in Sora\u2019s hair, squishing Sora close against him. \u201cThere was a Neoshadow nest in the Bastion, then this annoying Marine Rumba flock in the fountains, then a Devastator fried half the castle\u2019s computers…I\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot your fault,\u201d Sora answered. He didn\u2019t sound angry, but with his nose against Sora\u2019s hair Riku could smell frustration and annoyance radiating off of him.<\/p>\n
The smell was almost the same as right after Sora snapped out of a Rage Form, when darkness was still evaporating off his skin, sharp in Riku\u2019s nose, faintly burnt. Usually that scent faded quickly, but this was more like smoke clinging to Sora\u2019s hair and clothes, acrid, lingering. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re sniffing me, weirdo,\u201d Sora said. Riku pushed Sora back by the shoulders just far enough to examine his face. Sora didn\u2019t look strange, just tired, eyelids heavy and expression pouty. Even his hair spikes were drooping.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid something happen?\u201d Riku asked, rubbing his thumb gently against Sora\u2019s cheek.<\/p>\n
\u201cHere?\u201d Sora\u2019s laugh was sharp, unhappy. \u201cOf course nothing happened, that\u2019s why I\u2019m on house arrest here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are not\u2014\u201d Riku forced himself to stop when Sora\u2019s expression turned immediately mutinous; he didn\u2019t want to argue when he\u2019d only been back five minutes. Riku understood Sora\u2019s frustration at being left behind, but this seemed like more than that. \u201cI just mean, you look like kind of a wreck.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLove you too,\u201d Sora grumbled, pulling totally out of Riku\u2019s grip. He turned to trudge back into the Tower without another word, back stiff. Riku sighed softly through his nose and shouldered his backpack to follow, jogging the few steps to catch up. <\/p>\n
\u201cSwatting Marine Rumbas would have been a lot more fun with you,\u201d Riku said. \u201cI won\u2019t go out again until you can.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t promise junk like that,\u201d Sora replied. <\/p>\n
Sora wasn\u2019t too angry, though, because he made Riku macaroni and cheese the long way, from scratch and baked in the oven. It was early afternoon, or what passed for it at the Tower, kind of too early for dinner, but Riku was content to sit in the kitchen and watch Sora as he rummaged through magic cabinets and fended off the enchanted kitchen tools. Riku thought Sora was especially cute waiting impatiently for the macaroni to boil, cheeks pink and hair curling from the steam, shooing away the overzealous salt shaker hovering near his pot. <\/p>\n
\u201cI know how much salt to put in!\u201d Sora snapped at the salt shaker, brandishing his spoon like a fly swatter. \u201cYou don\u2019t even have a mouth!\u201d<\/p>\n
Once they were both sitting at the table with mugs of tea, nothing to do but wait until the casserole was baked, Riku finally asked, \u201cAny progress figuring out why your magic\u2019s coming back so slowly?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaster Yen Sid says it\u2019s just because I overdid it again.\u201d Sora scowled down at his mug. \u201cHe said that if I keep doing it, it\u2019ll come back even slower the next time. He said I should know my own limits and not take reckless risks and Ethers don\u2019t solve everything and I never think ahead before I\u2014\u201c<\/p>\n
\u201cHe did not say all that,\u201d Riku interrupted, bumping his shoulder gently into Sora\u2019s. <\/p>\n
\u201cHe said it with his eyebrows,\u201d Sora retorted. Sora furrowed his eyebrows tight together and lowered his voice into a sonorous impression of Yen Sid. \u201cSoraaa, a true Keyblade wielder would have read every book in the library twice by now! Why don\u2019t you know every tiny detail about Grand Thunder Magic yet?\u201d <\/p>\n
Riku snorted, then straightened up to do his own impression. \u201cMaster Rikuuu, is it too much to ask that your form not make it so obvious that you were trained by a three-foot mouse?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora\u2019s peal of laughter was so loud it echoed off the stone floor, and Riku hid his grin of satisfaction by taking another sip of tea. When Sora slumped more comfortably against Riku\u2019s side, Riku dropped one arm to curl around his waist. <\/p>\n
\u201cI did overdo it,\u201d Sora admitted, squishing his cheek against Riku\u2019s shoulder. Riku remembered well enough, the blinding crack of Sora\u2019s Thundaza, the ozone burning his throat, and Sora collapsing after like his strings had been cut. \u201cBut so did you and your magic\u2019s just fine. Why is it always just me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause your magic\u2019s stronger than mine,\u201d Riku said. <\/p>\n
\u201cNo, it isn\u2019t,\u201d Sora argued. \u201cThat\u2019s ridiculous.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is,\u201d Riku insisted. \u201cWhen I run out of magic, I just run out. When you run out, you reach down deep into some other place inside you and nearly murder yourself with Thundaza. Please stop that, by the way.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m obviously trying,\u201d Sora sighed. He scowled at his mug. \u201cI don\u2019t want to talk about this anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right,\u201d Riku agreed, surprised he had even gotten this much out of Sora in one try. On the other hand, he was not surprised at all when Sora pulled the mug out of Riku\u2019s hands and crawled into Riku\u2019s lap to kiss him as an obvious distraction. <\/p>\n
Riku melted into the attention happily, humming as Sora cupped his cheeks and deepened the kiss into something more heated. The warmth of Sora\u2019s body against his and the relief of having him close enough to grab had Riku\u2019s arousal rising faster than usual, until he was seriously thinking about pushing Sora back onto the table, nosy teapot be damned. <\/p>\n
\u201cWelcome home,\u201d Sora murmured, winding fingers in Riku\u2019s hair. \u201cI forgot to say.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMmhmm.\u201d Riku dragged his lips across Sora\u2019s jaw, then bit down on the spot just under his ear, making Sora gasp. \u201cI\u2019m back.\u201d<\/p>\n
The kitchen timer interrupted their fun, chirping and head-butting Sora\u2019s hands (and Riku\u2019s head) until Sora gave up and made a grab for it. <\/p>\n
\u201cHold that thought for later,\u201d he promised, stealing one more kiss before sliding off of Riku\u2019s lap to check the oven. <\/p>\n
Having a full stomach made Riku\u2019s exhaustion weigh down on him suddenly, but he wasn\u2019t too tired to tumble Sora into bed as soon as they made it up to their room. He\u2019d missed Sora so much when they could only talk over the phone, missed every single part of him. He made up for it now by determinedly kissing each of those parts as he stripped Sora\u2019s clothes off, the freckles across Sora\u2019s shoulders, the starburst scar over his heart, his hipbones, the inside of his thighs. <\/p>\n
\u201cRiku, please,\u201d Sora panted, fingers twisting restlessly in the sheets. <\/p>\n
Riku gave him what he wanted, sliding his mouth down over Sora\u2019s cock, his own impatience equalling Sora\u2019s for once. He\u2019d missed this too, the weight of Sora on his tongue, the heat and salt of his skin. Riku hummed low in his throat because that always drove Sora crazy. He relaxed his jaw to swallow Sora to the back of his throat, the mild discomfort of it more than worth Sora\u2019s breathless moan of his name. Under Riku\u2019s relentless attention, Sora came unravelled quickly, a sudden yank to Riku\u2019s hair all the warning Sora managed before coming. <\/p>\n
\u201cHey, come on,\u201d Sora murmured when Riku didn\u2019t pull away, sucking Sora past the point of overstimulation. \u201cRiku!\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora\u2019s muscles were shivering under Riku\u2019s hands where they rested on Sora\u2019s hips; Riku wanted more of that, excited by Sora\u2019s squirming and steady noises. His own cock was trapped underneath him, aching, but Riku didn\u2019t care about it, all his focus on licking Sora clean and whether he should just keep his mouth right there until Sora was hard again. <\/p>\n
\u201cRiku<\/i>,\u201d Sora insisted. Riku lifted his head with a soft grumble, not entirely thrilled with the interruption, even if it meant he got a good look at how Sora was flushed bright pink halfway down his chest. Sora smiled down at him lop-sidedly. \u201cGet up here, stupid, I want to touch you too.\u201d <\/p>\n
Far be it from Riku to deny a direct request like that. Crawling up, he let Sora pull him down against his side and into a messy kiss as he fumbled a hand between them. Riku loved Sora\u2019s hands too, clever and strong, the feeling of Sora\u2019s fingers curling around his cock as thrilling as it was familiar. Riku groaned into Sora\u2019s mouth as he rocked his hips up into Sora\u2019s touch, too turned on to hold back. He was already breathing too unevenly to sustain kissing, pressing his mouth to Sora\u2019s cheek and temple instead.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat close already?\u201d Sora teased, circling his thumb around the head of Riku\u2019s cock. <\/p>\n
\u201cYour fault,\u201d Riku said. He hugged Sora closer, up onto his side so that he was thrusting against Sora\u2019s stomach just as much as his hands. \u201cI missed you, so much.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShow me,\u201d Sora ordered, twisting his wrist just right. Riku closed his eyes and let the fire racing along his nerves drag him under, spilling over Sora\u2019s hand and skin in shuddering pulses. Sora stroked Riku through it, grip firm enough to make Riku whine, until Riku squeezed him too tightly against his chest for Sora to move his hand anymore. <\/p>\n
Head spinning pleasantly, Riku fumbled for his discarded T-shirt to wipe Sora off at least somewhat. Then he used the last of his energy to grab the blankets he\u2019d pushed to the side and pulled them over both of them. <\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not even night yet,\u201d Sora protested, starting to sit up. Riku was having none of that, hooking an arm around Sora\u2019s waist and dragging him back down firmly against Riku\u2019s chest. <\/p>\n
\u201cJust for a bit,\u201d Riku murmured, eyes already shut. He could argue that Sora needed the sleep more than him, but that was obviously a losing argument. Resettling his arms around Sora more comfortably, Riku slid one hand into Sora\u2019s hair, scratching his nails gently against Sora\u2019s scalp in the way Sora liked best. \u201cPlease stay?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora heaved a sigh, breath hot against Riku\u2019s skin, and Riku knew he\u2019d won.<\/p>\n
\u201cFine,\u201d Sora said, like it was a chore. He shuffled his position a little, tugging at the blankets, then went limp against Riku\u2019s chest. \u201cJust until you fall asleep.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSure,\u201d Riku agreed. <\/p>\n
Five minutes later, Sora\u2019s breathing was slow and even. Riku tried not to feel too smug about himself as he slid into sleep himself. <\/p>\n
Opening his eyes to a nightmare wasn\u2019t a surprise\u2014Riku had suspected as much based on Sora\u2019s mood and obvious sleep deprivation. Riku looked around to get his bearings, to try and guess what kind of dream this was. At least it wasn\u2019t Monstro again; Sora always got the smell exactly right. <\/p>\n
He was in the woods, the trees crowded close together in the gloom, trunks dark and branches jagged. It was like a cross between the deep woods of Enchanted Dominion and the swamp maze of Corona. The air smelled of damp, rotting wood, and haze made seeing more than a few yards ahead impossible. Above him, the branches locked together too tightly to see the sky, casting everything in ominous twilight. <\/p>\n
No sign of Sora, though. Riku looked right and left, not seeing any landmarks, and a shout of Sora\u2019s name only echoed out into the nothingness. If Riku didn\u2019t know any better, it would have seemed like he was alone in his own dream. He did know better, because the Dream Eater sigil was hot across his back, not unpleasantly so, but unmistakable. His heartlink to Sora was buzzing as well, the rhythm of it unsteady from Sora\u2019s panic or fear. Not for the first time, Riku wished their heartlink could do something useful like lead him in a direction instead of just making him feel like he was about to have a panic attack. <\/p>\n
Riku wasn\u2019t too worried. He knew from experience that other help would show up quickly any time he dropped into one of Sora\u2019s nightmares. Sure enough, something the size of a beachball struck Riku\u2019s back with enough force to knock him forward a step. <\/p>\n
\u201cOof!\u201d Riku grunted, turning to get his hands on the yellow puffball causing the trouble. Komory Bat chirped happily as Riku squashed him with both hands like a plushie. \u201cHey, you. Think you could use a little echolocation to figure out where we are?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSqueep!\u201d Making a determined face, Komory flapped up to settle on Riku\u2019s head. Even though he was expecting it, Riku still startled at Komory\u2019s sudden shriek of Supersonic which felt like it rattled his whole skull. A second Supersonic in another direction forced Riku to cover his hands with his ears.<\/p>\n
\u201cOuch,\u201d Riku grumbled, remembering that normal people couldn\u2019t hear echolocation frequencies. Apparently this was another Dream Eater perk Riku hadn\u2019t asked for. Komory patted Riku\u2019s head with a claw in apology. \u201cAnything?\u201d<\/p>\n
Komory didn\u2019t answer for a few seconds, listening with ears perked high. Riku was just opening his mouth to pick a direction when Komory gave an excited squap<\/i>, wings flapping. <\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it?\u201d Riku asked. A second later, he heard it too: a familiar squeak-bark coming through the tree. Riku turned this way and that, trying to determine the direction. \u201cWe\u2019re here! Over here!\u201d <\/p>\n
Meow Wow burst through some bushes into sight a few moments later, making a beeline for Riku and barreling right into Riku\u2019s knees. He almost took Riku down, thanks to his low center of gravity and Komory\u2019s weight on Riku\u2019s head, unbalancing him. <\/p>\n
\u201cOk, ok!\u201d Riku laughed, kneeling down to pet the wriggling Dream Eater. \u201cSora\u2019s stuck in this nightmare somewhere, right? Can you take us where he is?\u201d<\/p>\n
Meow Wow barked and rolled out of Riku\u2019s hands, taking off running again back the way he\u2019d come. <\/p>\n
\u201cHey, slow down!\u201d Riku called, but the blue spirit was almost out of sight, gloom swallowing him as soon as he was a dozen meters away. Riku reached up to poke Komory in the belly. \u201cI think I need to borrow your wings, buddy.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was a golden burst of light, energy flooding through Riku\u2019s blood and making his breath catch. When he opened his eyes, Komory was gone, and Riku flexed his wings to adjust himself to their weight and air resistance. He took off after Meow Wow, skimming just high enough off the ground to keep from tripping on roots, but low enough to keep from getting tangled tree branches and vines. <\/p>\n
Despite his worry about Sora, Riku found himself grinning. Flying in Rising Wing was exhilarating no matter the circumstances, and chasing after Meow Wow as he bounced through bushes and around trees was fun too. He and Sora should race like this sometime, Riku thought, next time they met in a nicer dream. <\/p>\n
Meow Wow skidded to stop suddenly, looking back at Riku and whining. From here the forest grew even darker, the wisps wrapping around the trees no longer mist but black tendrils of darkness. Meow Wow growled and tried to charge in, but he bounced off like he\u2019d hit a wall. Whatever Nightmare Sora was having, it was too strong for the little Dream Eater to break in. <\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s in there?\u201d Riku asked. Meow Wow whined, ears and tail drooping. Meow Wow\u2019s fur was standing on end all down its spine; Riku patted the top of its head, smoothing some of his fur back down. \u201cI\u2019ll take it from here, don\u2019t worry.\u201d <\/p>\n
Summoning Braveheart, Riku drew it back and took a deep breath, then stabbed forward. Braveheart\u2019s tip caught in the same place Meow Wow had bounced back, but Riku pressed forward, feeling the keyblade\u2019s edge start to catch. Riku threw more of his weight into it, and suddenly there was a crack<\/i> of the barrier giving way, fractures radiating out from the spot Braveheart was stuck. Drawing his keyblade back and raising it over his head, Riku struck the weakened spot with a two-handed wham<\/i>. The weakened place shattered like heavy glass, Riku throwing up a hand to shield his face, leaving a hole big enough for Riku to duck through. <\/p>\n
Shards crunched under Riku\u2019s boots as he examined the hole. The edges of it were sickly green, reminding him of Maleficent\u2019s magic, and through the gap was only black emptiness, giving no hint about what Riku might find inside. Meow Wow got a running start and jumped into the hole before Riku could stop him. <\/p>\n
\u201cHere we go, I guess,\u201d Riku murmured to himself. He pulled his wings in tight to keep from scraping them on the jagged edges and picked his way over the barrier. <\/p>\n
As soon as he was inside, all light vanished completely. Riku would have been in the pitch dark, except for the fact that he glowed lightly blue in Rising Wing form. He could only see his own hands in front of him, held out to make sure he didn\u2019t break his nose on another barrier. Even the hole behind him had vanished, not that that mattered. The only way out of a nightmare was to find Sora at the center of it anyway. <\/p>\n
A flicker of light caught Riku\u2019s eye, far ahead. Lacking any other landmark, Riku headed towards it, walking at first, then jogging. He started catching other flickers out of the corner of his eyes, but he was focused on the blur in front of him, moving when he moved and still when he stopped. It wasn\u2019t until he got close enough for the blur to resolve into a shape that he understood. <\/p>\n
It was a mirror. He\u2019d been running at his own reflection, the light his own blue light. Slowing to a walk as he approached, Riku looked around and realized there were other mirrors all around, dozens of them, high and low, stretching as far as he could see and probably farther, where his light couldn\u2019t reach. Riku stopped just in front of the mirror he\u2019d been running towards, examining it. Nothing seemed unusual about it, the border of it less like a solid frame and more like delicate silver scrollwork. Riku\u2019s reflection imitated him perfectly as Riku frowned at it and passed his hand back and forth. <\/p>\n
Riku stepped back, meaning to examine the back of the mirror, but suddenly Meow Wow darted through the background of the reflection, his barking echoing faintly. Whipping around, Riku looked behind him, but there was nothing behind him, just emptiness and more mirrors. Meow Wow was only in the reflection, stopping to bark at Riku before dashing off again, past the frame. <\/p>\n
\u201cWhat the…\u201d Riku put a hand up, hesitating, and then laid his palm against the mirror. Instead of cold glass like he expected, it felt like laying his hand flat on still water, surface tension resisting his hand from pushing down into it. When Riku pressed harder, his hand went right through, Riku stumbling forward through the space as if nothing had been there at all. <\/p>\n
When he looked over his shoulder, only his reflection looked back, his Dream Eater sigil glowing brightly. Meow Wow\u2019s barking was clearer on this side, though, and when Riku reached back, the mirror was firm, so it seemed like the mirrors were a one-way trip. Nothing looked different on this side, still mirrors in all directions, although Riku guessed Sora must be inside one of them, or else they made some kind of path to him. <\/p>\n
\u201cDammit,\u201d Riku sighed, rubbing his face. \u201cSoraaaa!\u201d Riku\u2019s voice bounced off in all directions, echoing weirdly. \u201cMirrors everywhere, honestly. The next time that guy tries to tell me he\u2019s not vain…\u201d<\/p>\n
His complaints cut off suddenly when he caught sight of Meow Wow dashing somewhere out ahead of him. Riku kicked off the ground to try and catch the spirit, flapping his wings for speed. He was only about halfway caught up when Meow Wow skidded to a stop in front of one mirror, sniffing it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWait!\u201d Riku called, but Meow Wow was already hopping through it like a poodle doing a trick with a hoop. Gritting his teeth, Riku dove towards the same mirror without slowing down, tucking his wings in at the last second. <\/p>\n
He hit the ground on the other side and rolled out of it quickly, looking around for Meow Wow. Meow Wow wasn\u2019t far, fortunately, sniffing around the frames of another group of mirrors a few dozen meters away. The mirrors were closer together here, other Rikus flashing by on every side as Riku ran before he lost the spirit again. The effect was nauseating, especially when some of the mirrors caught each other\u2019s reflections and sent Rikus running in all different directions. Riku almost lost Meow Wow again when he reached for the spirit and his hand bounced off a reflection instead. <\/p>\n
Whirling around, Riku caught Meow Wow by the scruff of the neck, sighing in relief when his fingers sank into fur. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou need a leash,\u201d Riku grumbled, sinking to his knees to hug Meow Wow around the neck for comfort. \u201cNot that I know what part of you a collar would even stay on.\u201d Meow Wow squeak-growled at him, squirming impatiently. The heart link was thrumming more noticeably in Riku\u2019s chest, making his heartbeat lurch unpleasantly. \u201cI think we\u2019d better hurry.\u201d<\/p>\n
How the Dream Eater knew the path through the mirrors, Riku had no idea, but it didn\u2019t matter. All that mattered was that he kept up as Meow Wow dashed through Sora\u2019s dreamscape, diving through another mirror and another. The mirrors gathered closer together with each layer they dropped through, until there was barely room for Riku to squeeze between them. The mirrors crowded upwards instead in shifting rows. <\/p>\n
Riku\u2019s chest clenched tight when he finally caught a flash of brown hair spikes out of the corner of his eye. The mirror nearest to Riku only had a partial view of Sora, catching the back of his head and the bright red of his hood. Riku looked around to figure out where the source of the reflection was, craning his neck to follow the angle up. <\/p>\n
\u201cThere, he\u2019s there!\u201d Riku called to Meow Wow, pointing up to the mirror with the clearest view. It was still looking at the back of Sora\u2019s head, but it was the only mirror with a full view of Sora\u2019s silhouette. Riku kicked off the ground with a flap of his wings, heading straight for the mirror. Airstep got him close enough to grab the frame. Hanging there precariously, Riku nearly fumbled his grip before managing to Airslide himself up and over the bottom edge of the frame. <\/p>\n
The momentum of his flip through the mirror dropped Riku like a stone on the other side, and he hit the ground with a grunt. Gravity felt suddenly heavier in the center of the nightmare, standing back up requiring noticeable effort. But Sora still wasn\u2019t here, and Meow Wow had disappeared too. Riku was standing alone in a circle of mirrors. These mirrors were joined edge to edge, caging Riku inside, dozens of reflections of Sora separated from Riku by the glass. <\/p>\n
\u201cWhat the fuck<\/i>?\u201d Riku snapped in frustration. The perspective of Sora\u2019s reflections all made it seem as if Sora should be standing right next to him, or in the spot where Riku himself was standing. He yelled another \u201cSORA!\u201d but none of the reflections seemed to hear him, the sound echoing eerily back and forth off the glass. <\/p>\n
Riku shut his eyes and drew a deep breath, holding it for a count of four, getting control of his temper. Whatever this was, it was still Sora\u2019s dream, and Riku had to calm down and figure it out in order to break him out of it. Once he had himself more under control, he opened his eyes and looked around, examining the reflections. <\/p>\n
The mirrors weren\u2019t all reflecting the same Sora; some were wearing different clothes, like Sora\u2019s original outfit from the Good Fairies or the hoodie that Sora had worn for weeks while he was healing after Quadratum. They were different ages, shorter Soras mixed in with ones that looked current, and even a few very young ones, the Sora in Riku\u2019s earliest memories. Sora wasn\u2019t alone in the mirrors either, the other people equally varied, from Roxas to Aqua to Donald and Goofy, plus some others who Riku didn\u2019t recognize, presumably from worlds Riku hadn\u2019t visited with Sora. They were all talking, although Riku couldn\u2019t hear any of their voices. Worse, Sora looked miserable in all of them, eyes downcast, arms folded tightly, mouth a thin line, all body language that Riku could read easier than any words. <\/p>\n
Riku chose the nearest mirror where Sora looked most like his waking self and walked closer. Yen Sid was in this mirror, looming over Sora with his usual stern expression, the situation easily recognizable as Sora getting lectured about something. The scene seemed realistic, from Sora\u2019s scuffed sneakers to Yen Sid\u2019s office around them. Were all these mirrors showing Sora\u2019s memories? Maybe the nightmare was using painful memories to trap Sora in place, Riku reasoned. <\/p>\n
Riku had hoped that he could break into the scene, but the mirror was solid glass when he put his palms against it. This close, however, Sora and Yen Sid\u2019s voices became audible, and Riku leaned in closer to hear what they were talking about. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou are too reckless,\u201d Yen Sid was saying. The flat, factual way he scolded always made you feel small, and this Sora sure enough was hunching his shoulders as if trying to make himself smaller. \u201cYou endangered yourself but more importantly others! Rushing about thoughtlessly, how exactly did you think that would help anyone?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI…\u201d Sora\u2019s voice seemed stuck, choked. \u201cI didn\u2019t…\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHey!\u201d Riku shouted, pressing in closer against the glass. \u201cKnock it off!\u201d Neither Sora nor Yen Sid reacted. Riku slammed his palm against the glass, but still nothing changed. <\/p>\n
\u201cYes, you never think, do you?\u201d Yen Sid continued. \u201cYou\u2019re as thoughtless as the day you came here. You\u2019ve learned nothing at all, have you, Sora?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot a memory,\u201d Riku said, hot anger washing through him. Yen Sid was sometimes too hard on Sora, but he would never say something as cruel as that. Calling Braveheart into his hand, Riku swung at the mirror in a downward sweep, hoping to shatter it like the barrier earlier. <\/p>\n
Instead, Braveheart bounced off the glass with a ringing noise like a tuning fork, the force of it rattling Riku\u2019s teeth and sending a sharp ache through his wrist. Sora lifted his head, frowning. Hope sparking, Riku shouted Sora\u2019s name and pounded the mirror with his free hand. He growled in frustration when Sora\u2019s head dropped again without looking at him. <\/p>\n
Yen Sid, however, looked past Sora at Riku. Something about his\u2014no, its\u2014gaze sent dread crawling up Riku\u2019s spine. It certainly wasn\u2019t Yen Sid or even Sora\u2019s memory of him, but something using his form. The nightmare, Riku guessed. <\/p>\n
\u201cHello, there. Who are you?\u201d The thing said, brushing past Sora and coming to examine Riku through the mirror. \u201cThis isn\u2019t your dream, now is it? Run along, lost spirit.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLet him go!\u201d Riku snapped, brandishing Braveheart in front of him, two-handed. \u201cOr I\u2019ll come in there and make you!\u201d <\/p>\n
The nightmare laughed, shrill and amused, which was probably the most unsettling thing he could have done with Yen Sid\u2019s mouth. \u201cAnd just how will you do that? You\u2019re out there, after all, and Sora\u2019s safe in here with me.\u201d The nightmare smiled, grin stretching out unnaturally wide. \u201cI\u2019m taking good care of him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI warned you,\u201d Riku said. \u201cThundaga!<\/i>\u201d Lightning crackling up Braveheart\u2019s blade, Riku took another swing at the mirror. Everything lit up white-blue for a second, but when his vision cleared, Riku snarled in frustration at the mirror, still whole and unmarked. <\/p>\n
\u201cGood luck with that,\u201d the nightmare said. It flicked a glance over Riku\u2019s head at all the other mirrors. \u201cYou\u2019ve certainly got plenty of other memories to try. This one is so full of them, so much pain and anger and shame. Delicious.\u201d<\/p>\n
The mirror went black. Riku struck it a few more times, shouting his frustration, then whirled around. He marched over to another mirror, where Donald and Goofy were both scolding Sora with their hands on their hips. Sora was so young in this one that he was barely taller than Donald. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re way too young for any of this,\u201d Goofy was saying, the disappointment in his voice worse than if he\u2019d been shouting. Riku recognized the broken stone under their feet as Hollow Bastion, and he immediately regretted picking this mirror. \u201cWe shoulda left you in Traverse Town. The Keyblade was Riku\u2019s the whole time.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHey!\u201d Riku shouted, winding up for another swing. Thunder hadn\u2019t worked, so he tried fire and ice this time, thinking he could crack the glass with temperature change. \u201cIcebreaker!<\/i>\u201d His first strike sent frost rushing over the glass, and when the second hit, the heat of Braveheart created an explosion that popped Riku\u2019s ears. The glass blistered a little at the edges, but remained intact. <\/p>\n
\u201cNice try.\u201d Donald turned around to laugh. \u201cYou\u2019re out of your league, little spirit. Go find a toddler to make a cute dream for, huh?\u201d Then it paused and looked Riku over more closely, tapping Donald\u2019s foot. \u201cWait, I know who you are. You\u2019re in a million of these memories, you\u2019re this guy.\u201d<\/p>\n
The nightmare shifted forms, Donald\u2019s face melting away as it grew taller, feathers giving way to familiar blue waders and a yellow wetsuit. It grinned with Riku\u2019s face, and Riku blackly thought that he sure might have a few nightmares of his own about that later. <\/p>\n
The Sora in the mirror sure noticed that, snapping his head up. \u201cRiku! I\u2019ve been looking for you everywhere!\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d The nightmare put his hand on his hip, tilting his head arrogantly. The impression was uncomfortably accurate, and Riku struggled not to look away. \u201cWhat would I want with a little kid like you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou son of a bitch! I\u2019m gonna\u2014\u201c Riku started, but he was interrupted by the nightmare stepping out from the mirror, leaving a heartbroken Sora calling after him still inside. Riku bared his teeth, drawing himself over his younger form with his full height. \u201cBig mistake, nightmare.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re one to talk, half of these heartbreaks have you in them,\u201d the nightmare said carelessly, stepping deftly out of the way of Riku\u2019s swing of his keyblade. \u201cLook around, see for yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n
Riku did no such thing, concentrating on trying to take the nightmare out of commission. It was too fast for Riku to hit, flitting this way and that as it examined Riku more closely. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou aren\u2019t a spirit at all, are you?\u201d it asked, almost to itself. It darted in close, the brush of its nose against Riku\u2019s cheek filling him with revulsion as he jerked back, out of reach. \u201cBut you smell<\/i> like one. What are you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m your<\/i> nightmare,\u201d Riku said. He tried to pin it in place with Gravity Strike, but Braveheart whiffed through the air again. <\/p>\n
\u201cReally!\u201d The nightmare burst out laughing, the sharp noise of it echoing off the mirrors making the hair on the back of Riku\u2019s neck rise. \u201cI don\u2019t think so.\u201d <\/p>\n
The nightmare\u2019s form began to melt again, this time growing taller, broader, until it was Terra looking down at Riku. The nightmare crossed its arms, shaking Terra\u2019s head. <\/p>\n
\u201cCan\u2019t even save Sora, still?\u201d it said. \u201cHaven\u2019t we been here before? I was wrong about you, and your light.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat won\u2019t work on me,\u201d Riku said through gritted teeth. \u201cI know you\u2019re a nightmare. You\u2019re a shitty imitation and that\u2019s all! Dark Aura!<\/i>\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s so many things I can try, though,\u201d the nightmare said, blocking the first few slashes with Ends of the Earth, then slipping through the next few strikes by shifting into Roxas\u2019s much smaller body. Roxas\u2019s sharp smile and cruel eyes were nothing like the real Roxas, but he swung Oblivion just as hard as the real one, a shower of sparks stinging Riku\u2019s cheeks as it screeched along Braveheart\u2019s blade. \u201cGo on, hit me! You enjoyed that last time, deep down, I know you did. You know, when you sacrificed me for Sora? I bet Sora just loved finding out everything you did all for him<\/i>.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShut up!\u201d Riku ordered, even though he knew it was a waste of breath. The fight swung briefly in his favor, Riku having sparred with Roxas almost more than anyone else in the last year. <\/p>\n
Hissing, the Nightmare changed forms again, a black-coated Axel for the height advantage, then again to a young Xehanort, laughing as even Riku\u2019s wings didn\u2019t give him enough of an advantage to catch up. Nightmare Xehanhort Warped the instant before every hit connected, slippery and infuriating.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re just like me,\u201d the nightmare said, and this form was much closer to the real young Xehanort than the others had been, gold eyes dangerous, set in a face Riku could have gone to school with. \u201cI thought I was doing the right thing too, seeking balance. But you\u2019ve got it all under control, don\u2019t you, young Master Riku?\u201d<\/p>\n
He most certainly was not under control, Riku\u2019s temper snapping all at once. His Dream Eater sigil was searing his back, the energy of too many spells cast in quick succession building up until Riku was glowing white from it. The energy of the rising form change felt strange, but Riku was too angry to care what form it was so long as it put an end to this thing. The rush of magic over his skin tore a shout from his throat, adrenaline chasing hot-cold out to his fingers and wingtips. <\/p>\n
Riku didn\u2019t stop to look at what this new form looked like, noticing only that his arms had darkened to a bruised-twilight purple and his hands now ended in claws. He\u2019d gained both size and speed, almost snagging the nightmare with his claws on the next grab, and his wings were much heavier on his back, visible in his peripheral vision as he moved. A strong flap of his wings shot Riku across the ground as fast as any Teleport, just as the nightmare reappeared. Satisfaction sang in Riku\u2019s veins as he fisted one claw in that black coat and hauled the nightmare up to eye level, its feet dangling. <\/p>\n
\u201cNo no no,\u201d it gasped, already starting to change forms, silver hair shortening to brown spikes and eyes turning sky blue. \u201cYou wouldn\u2019t\u2014\u201c<\/p>\n
Riku didn\u2019t wait to see the end of the transformation. He plunged his free hand into the center of the nightmare\u2019s chest, ignoring its inhuman screeching and thrashing. Where a living thing would have a heart, Riku gripped the nightmare\u2019s center, a squirming, pulsing thing, and squeezed his talons tight around it until it went CRACK<\/i>. <\/p>\n
The nightmare burst, dissolving into smoke, leaving only its core in Riku\u2019s hand. When he opened his claws, the still-warm Dream Piece was hexagonal like a Grim Fancy, although it was a weird greenish color.<\/p>\n
\u201cTcht, you weren\u2019t that fancy,\u201d Riku said to himself, then popped the Dream Piece into his mouth. It tasted better than it looked, at least, crunchy and brisk like a mint. <\/p>\n
\u201cRiku?\u201d A familiar voice came from behind him. \u201cIs that you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSora!\u201d Riku exclaimed, whirling around. Relief flooded through him at the sight of Sora standing right in front of him, his regular age and wearing the hoodie and pajama pants his dream self usually appeared in. Sora looked bewildered and was rubbing teartracks off his cheeks, but looked otherwise whole and normal. <\/p>\n
Sora blinked at Riku, eyes widening as he got a better look, mouth hanging open a little. <\/p>\n
\u201cWhat? Are you o\u2014\u201c Riku cut off as he took a step forward and all the mirrors still surrounding them caught his reflection. <\/p>\n
He\u2019d gone full nightmare, there was no other way to describe it. He\u2019d noticed the claws and purple skin, but he was purple all over, except the glowing teal of his eyes. He had horns poking out of his hair and sweeping back, uncomfortably reminiscent of Maleficent\u2019s dragon form. His wings were much larger than in Rising Wing form, large enough to wrap around himself, the skin over the bones a dark blue while the skin stretched between was dark red, the same as Soul Eater had been. He also had a tail, no idea how he hadn\u2019t noticed that before, long enough to reach the ground, swishing restlessly behind him. <\/p>\n
\u201cShit,\u201d Riku muttered, mortification sweeping through him at how thoroughly he\u2019d lost control. He was a monster<\/i>. Sora was still staring at him wordlessly. Riku fought the wild urge to bolt, squeezing his eyes shut so he wouldn\u2019t have to see Sora staring at him. He forced a laugh. \u201cCrazy form change. I\u2019ll just…um. Give me a second.\u201d<\/p>\n
Usually the energy of a form change drained away naturally after a fight, so Riku didn\u2019t have much of an idea about how to \u2018turn it off.\u2019 Riku tried to concentrate on ending the form change, but the new parts of his body were a distraction. He felt every touch of the air through his wings, and the coolness of floor under his tail. Clenching his fists, Riku tried even harder to will the inhuman parts to fade, but it was no good.<\/p>\n
He was stuck this way. <\/p>\n
Reluctantly, Riku opened his eyes, cheeks burning. Trust him to have a monster form that still had a blushing reflex. \u201cUh. This has never happened before.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora laughed, then slapped a hand over his mouth. \u201cSorry! You just sounded like you were apologizing for not getting it up or something.\u201d Sora\u2019s blue eyes sparkled over top of his hand, and Riku was glad Sora felt better enough to tease him. \u201cDoes it hurt or anything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d Riku flexed his wings out, stretching, then picked his tail up and set it back down. \u201cIt feels strange, but not bad. I\u2019ve had wings before, but the tail is…\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, that\u2019s new,\u201d Sora said. He was still looking Riku up and down, making Riku want to squirm. He took a step forward. Riku took a step back. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing!\u201d Riku protested, too quickly. Sora gave him a bland look. \u201cIt\u2019s nothing. Can you get rid of the mirrors, please?\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cThe mirrors?\u201d Sora glanced around as if just noticing them. \u201cSure, I guess.\u201d The next second they were just gone, Sora dismissing them easily. It was his dream, after all. <\/p>\n
They were back in the forest from the outermost layer of Sora\u2019s dream, the trees wavering for a second between the weirdly angular trees of Enchanted Dominion and Corona\u2019s twisting oaks, before settling on Corona. The thickness of the forest cast everything in shadow, but pleasantly so, not eerie like before. <\/p>\n
Sora stepped closer, and Riku backed up again. <\/p>\n
Sora pouted at him. \u201cRiku.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry.\u201d Riku didn\u2019t want Sora to touch him like this, but knew Sora would be hurt if he said that. \u201cIt\u2019s just, I\u2019m a gross nightmare. You don\u2019t think it\u2019s awful?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Sora answered. \u201cIt\u2019s just you. I\u2019ve seen you form change lots of times.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot like this,\u201d Riku said glumly. He forced his tail to stop swishing anxiously with some effort. <\/p>\n
\u201cBut your wings are so cool!\u201d Sora insisted. Sora\u2019s tone made Riku pause, excited and a little breathless. He was inching closer again. \u201cThey\u2019re so big, and those colors…\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want to touch them,\u201d Riku realized. <\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d Sora chewed his bottom lip a little, eyes bright with interest. Riku frowned, wings pulling in tighter against his back. A flash of disappointment crossed Sora\u2019s face, but he covered it up quickly with a reassuring smile. \u201cBut it\u2019s ok if you don\u2019t want me to.\u201d<\/p>\n
Riku suppressed a sigh. Not like Sora could make it worse. \u201cFine. Just for a minute.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure?\u201d Sora asked. He was holding perfectly still, hands tucked in his hoodie pocket, but he was practically vibrating with the effort of keeping his hands to himself. It would have made Riku smile if Riku hadn\u2019t felt so embarrassed about the entire situation.<\/p>\n
Riku nodded. \u201cYou can.\u201d He held Sora\u2019s gaze for a second longer before it was too much and he had to look away. He turned around so that Sora couldn\u2019t see his face, flexing his wings a little in invitation. \u201cGo ahead.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nothing happened for a few seconds, Riku digging his clawtips anxiously into the palms of his leather gloves. Then Sora\u2019s fingers pressed against Riku\u2019s back, not where he expected it along his wings, but in the center just over his spine. The touch was light, Sora probably trying to warn Riku where his hands were; it sent warmth rippling through Riku, as if Sora had done something much more suggestive. <\/p>\n
And then Sora slid his hand up to palm the space between Riku\u2019s wings, which apparently was very<\/i> sensitive. Riku\u2019s breath caught, glad he was facing the other way as heat rose to his cheeks. It felt equally good when Sora ran his hand from the shoulder joint of Riku\u2019s left wing up to the wrist joint, curling his hand over the top edge of the wing. <\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re so big,\u201d Sora said, awed. Riku had to bite down on a whine at how suggestive that sounded. \u201cAnd soft! I guess it\u2019s the same as the rest of your skin\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI guess,\u201d Riku said, struggling to keep his voice even. Sora\u2019s hands felt so warm against the thin skin of his wings. When Sora touched the sensitive V where his wing\u2019s wrist divided into fingers, Riku\u2019s wings flinched in reflexively to protect the delicate bones. <\/p>\n
\u201cDid I hurt you?\u201d Sora asked. <\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Riku assured. \u201cIt\u2019s just a reflex.\u201d He took a deep breath and forced his wings to relax, spreading them back out, maybe even a bit wider than before. <\/p>\n
\u201cOk, show off,\u201d Sora grumbled to himself, moving from the left wing to the right. His touch was firmer now, more confident. He had stepped in closer, and Riku could feel Sora\u2019s body heat like a warm line along his wing, especially where the thin skin stretched between the struts. <\/p>\n
Riku squeezed his eyes shut, his flush spreading from his cheeks up to his ears and down the back of his neck and his throat. If Sora touched him like that much longer, Riku wasn\u2019t sure what he might end up doing in this form. \u201cSora.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHm?\u201d Sora gave Riku\u2019s wing a last squeeze, then ducked under it to get a look at Riku\u2019s face. \u201cWhat\u2019s the…oh. You liked that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSora, please,\u201d Riku begged, keeping his eyes shut while he tried to get a grip on himself. He was supposed to be protecting Sora, fighting nightmares, not getting distracted. Not getting all hot and bothered about a little wing touching.<\/p>\n
Sora\u2019s hands cupped Riku\u2019s cheeks, and Riku\u2019s eyes popped open without permission. <\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, you really liked it,\u201d Sora chuckled, low and knowing. That voice, and Sora\u2019s little smirk, went right to Riku\u2019s gut, turning up his arousal like Sora was twisting the oven dial. \u201cYour eyes are so pretty pink.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on,\u201d Riku said gruffly. He tried to turn his face away, out of Sora\u2019s hands, but Sora\u2019s grip was firm. <\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you being so shy for? I like it too,\u201d Sora said. Riku blinked, suddenly noticing that Sora had a streak of pink over his nose, blue eyes bright with interest. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou do?\u201d Riku frowned. \u201cEven when I\u2019m…\u201d He shrugged a little, wings echoing the motion of his shoulders. <\/p>\n
\u201cYes!\u201d Sora insisted, the vehemence of his reply surprising Riku. \u201cYou know I like form changes, both yours and mine.\u201d His gaze turned steely. \u201cI love you<\/i>, no matter what form you\u2019re in, you know that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI do know that,\u201d Riku agreed, abashed. He was caught off-guard by Sora kicking off the ground to wrap arms around Riku\u2019s neck, pressing his mouth against Riku\u2019s fiercely. Riku caught Sora around the waist to hold him there, off the ground, falling into the kiss. Their size difference was more pronounced in this form, Riku holding Sora\u2019s weight effortlessly, marveling at the perfect way Sora fit against his chest. <\/p>\n
Riku tried to hold back at first, mindful of his nightmare fangs against Sora\u2019s pouty lower lip, but Sora had no such self-preservation. He licked his way into Riku\u2019s mouth without hesitation, the kiss turning messy as he slid his tongue along Riku\u2019s tongue, his fangs, everywhere he could reach. Clinging with one arm, Sora wound his other hand in Riku\u2019s hair until he had a good grip. Sora yanked suddenly, surprising a growl out of Riku\u2019s throat, and making him tighten his grip on Sora\u2019s thighs until his clawtips poked into the fabric. <\/p>\n
\u201cAh!\u201d Sora gasped, kiss breaking as he arched his back. <\/p>\n
\u201cBe honest,\u201d Riku said, enough of his embarrassment drained away to tease. \u201cIs it the form change you like, or just that I\u2019m bigger and stronger like this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell…\u201d Sora squirmed, which Riku took great satisfaction in. \u201cThe wings are a nice bonus. But…this might be sort of my fault.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d Riku asked, brow furrowing. He\u2019d turned out this way because he\u2019d let his anger get out of control, he\u2019d assumed. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou know how we went to that world a couple weeks ago?\u201d Sora explained. \u201cAnd met Goliath and those guys?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah,\u201d Riku said. They\u2019d been tracking down a Heartless nest and landed in a city called New York, which had reminded Riku too much of Quadratum. Sora had liked it, though, making friends immediately with Elisa, Goliath, and their family. <\/p>\n
\u201cAnd world order magic changed you into a gargoyle?\u201d Sora continued. Sora had been his normal self, but it wasn\u2019t strange for that spell to affect them differently, and Riku hadn\u2019t thought much of it. \u201cWell, I really liked that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou did?\u201d Riku asked, thinking back on their few days in New York. It had been annoying that he slept as a statue all day, but the strength was convenient for fighting and gliding between the skyscrapers had been fun, especially with Sora clinging tightly around his neck. <\/p>\n
Sora was blushing harder, Riku realized, his hands fluttering restlessly on Riku\u2019s shoulders. <\/p>\n
\u201cOh!\u201d Riku caught on finally. They hadn\u2019t had enough time in New York to fool around, and then the Thundaza incident had happened after, so they hadn\u2019t talked about it since. This form was pretty close to his gargoyle form, now that Riku thought about it. \u201cYou\u2019re into it like that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve been thinking about it a lot,\u201d Sora admitted. \u201cI might\u2019ve changed your nightmare form, since this is my dream and all.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJust thinking about it?\u201d Riku couldn\u2019t resist prying. Sora\u2019s gaze dropped to Riku\u2019s shoulder, face Crimson Jazz red, which was all the answer Riku needed. Heat gathered low in Riku\u2019s belly at the idea of Sora getting himself off, thinking about him. He clutched Sora tighter to his chest \u201cSora<\/i>.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, I know,\u201d Sora said breathlessly, hiding his face in the curve of Riku\u2019s neck. Riku felt the wet press of Sora\u2019s lips against his throat, then the edge of his teeth. \u201c…Can we?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHere?\u201d Riku asked, still hesitant. He wasn\u2019t opposed to dream sex, which they certainly did often enough while separated or for no reason at all, and the relief and adrenaline after a nightmare often led to comfort sex as well. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou can wake me up if you don\u2019t want to,\u201d Sora assured. His voice always turned light like that when he was offering to give up a thing that he actually wanted. \u201cI promise I\u2019ll be just as hot for you without the wings.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWill you, though?\u201d Riku asked, trying to keep a straight face and failing. He curled his wings in suddenly around Sora, big enough that they covered him like a blanket. \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora shivered, hard enough that Riku felt it all the way down. \u201cMmm<\/i>.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThought so.\u201d No arguing with that, Riku supposed, not with the way their link was echoing Sora\u2019s excited heart rate in his own chest. It always made him feel a little fuzzy, or drunk, when Sora\u2019s heart was fast from want instead of fear. \u201cLet\u2019s go for it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReally?\u201d Sora asked, grip on Riku tightening, the eagerness in his voice proof that Riku had read him right, as usual. <\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s your funeral, who knows what I\u2019m packing down there,\u201d Riku said, voice teasing. \u201cNow if only this dream had someplace convenient for a nightmare to take advantage of a cute little dreamer such as yourself…\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMm, kiss me again and I\u2019ll see what I can do,\u201d Sora demanded. <\/p>\n
Done hiding, apparently, he lifted his face away from Riku\u2019s neck to brush his nose across Riku\u2019s cheek, batting his eyelashes coyly. Riku caught Sora\u2019s mouth easily. This kiss was unhurried, thorough, as Sora explored the difference in Riku\u2019s mouth and the sharp points of his fangs. Riku shifted his grip so that only one arm was holding Sora\u2019s waist up, sneaking his other hand under the back of Sora\u2019s hoodie. When he dragged the tips of his claws featherlight down Sora\u2019s spine, Sora shuddered with a low whine, breaking the kiss. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re distracting me,\u201d Sora complained, his pout so cute Riku had to kiss it again. \u201cThere, behind you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Pulling back reluctantly, Riku looked over his shoulder. In a small grove behind them, as if it had always been there, a marble dais was standing at about thigh-height to Riku, the top cushioned with white fabric and gold-edged pillows. It wasn\u2019t so much a bed or any kind of furniture, as if it had been carved out of a natural rock that was already there. <\/p>\n
\u201cSometimes I have some questions about these fantasies of yours,\u201d Riku murmured, even though he was already walking over to it. Sora flopped down easily on his back when Riku pulled him by the waist, arms stretched above his head and eyes low-lidded. Sora\u2019s brown hair and tanned skin looked delectable against all that white fabric, although the neon blue Islanders Blitzball hoodie was not setting the mood. \u201cDo you think you could make this look just a little more like a bed, and a little less like you\u2019re a virginal sacrifice left here for me by frightened villagers?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVirginal,\u201d Sora snorted, eyes fluttering closed. After a breath, the platform sprouted posts at the corners, rising high enough that Riku couldn\u2019t reach their tops, vines twining up them and sheer fabric falling down. A princess canopy, like out of the fairytale picture book Riku had owned as a kid. Along the vines, flowers unfurled yellow trumpets in heavy clusters, making everything smell of jasmine. Sora opened one eye to raise an eyebrow. \u201cSatisfied?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith you? Always,\u201d Riku said, already reaching for the hoodie to strip it over Sora\u2019s head. He was surprised to find the surface of the platform pleasantly cushioned when he put a knee down on it, but then again if Sora knew how to dream about anything, it was lying around in a comfortable spot. Riku reached for Sora\u2019s pajama pants, but he paused at the sight of just how big his hands looked against Sora\u2019s hips. He could probably span Sora\u2019s whole waist, touching middle claws in the back and thumbs in the front. \u201cYou really think we can do this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s dream logic, it\u2019ll be fine,\u201d Sora said, shrugging. He brushed Riku\u2019s hands aside to wriggle out of his pajama pants, kicking them off. Sora settled back in a sprawl, eyes sparkling with trouble as he looked Riku over. \u201cSpeaking of dream logic, I\u2019m real interested how you\u2019re going to get that shirt off.\u201d<\/p>\n
Riku\u2019s wings twitched, Riku suddenly more aware of them. <\/p>\n
\u201cThe normal way,\u201d Riku blustered, knowing that dream action was 80% confidence anyway. I\u2019ll pull it over my head like normal<\/i>, he told himself firmly, and sure enough when he reached for the hem and tugged it off in a smooth pull, it came right off as usual. He had to shake it down off one wing a little awkwardly, but not thinking about it too hard was the key. \u201cSee?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOhh,\u201d Sora said, using his \u2018very fake impressed\u2019 voice. \u201cLet\u2019s see you do the pants now, genius.\u201d<\/p>\n
Riku put his hands on his hips, since they were going to play it that way, apparently. \u201cYou can help, since you seem so interested.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora sat up immediately, shifting to the edge and reaching for Riku\u2019s hips to drag him closer. Their size difference was exaggerated this way, Sora\u2019s face level with Riku\u2019s abdominals. He had to spread his legs wide for Riku to fit between them, clever hands already undoing Riku\u2019s button and dragging the zipper down. The whole picture was almost too much for Riku, Sora\u2019s smooth, freckled shoulders glowing with a blush already, the bright blue of Sora\u2019s eyes, and the way he was biting his lower lip in anticipation. He shoved everything down Riku\u2019s thighs, so that Riku\u2019s cock fell practically into Sora\u2019s hands. <\/p>\n
Except it wasn\u2019t his cock at all, but a thicker, ridged monstrosity that definitely matched the size and alarming nature of his current nightmare form. Darker at the base, the color lightened to the same bruised-twilight purple as his arms up the shaft, flushed more to pink at the pointed tip. Riku tried to make a joke about it, but his brain was short-circuiting, torn between that\u2019s not mine<\/i> and wow big<\/i> and that\u2019s never gonna work<\/i>. Sora had no such hesitation, hands already wrapping around the shaft. Or trying to, because down near the base where was touching, one of his hands wasn\u2019t even close to big enough to go around. Sora had to use both, thumbs already exploring the curious line of bumps up both sides of Riku\u2019s shaft. <\/p>\n
Sora looked up, grinning and face flushed, so beautiful. \u201cThis is definitely<\/i> going all the way inside me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFuck,\u201d Riku muttered, covering his face with his hands as half his blood rushed into his face and the other down into his cock, steadily swelling in Sora\u2019s hands. Sora was going to kill him. The wet touch of Sora\u2019s mouth on the tip of his cock startled a groan out of Riku. \u201cAhh!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEasy,\u201d Sora coaxed. He reached up to pull one of Riku\u2019s hands down, and settled it on top of his head. Riku opened one eye, and Sora was smiling sweetly up at him, like he wasn\u2019t happily jerking off a nightmare cock with two hands. \u201cYou should watch.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah,\u201d Riku agreed, sliding his hand down to the back of Sora\u2019s head, palming it like a Blitzball. <\/p>\n
Sora held his gaze as he put his mouth back on Riku, pink lips stretching as he slid his mouth down. The pointed tip gave way to thick ridges almost immediately, so that Sora didn\u2019t get very far at all, but the feel of Sora licking along those ridges was heavenly. Riku worked his clawtips down into Sora\u2019s hair, not pushing, just scratching at his scalp, and Sora\u2019s eyes fluttered shut. Determinedly, Sora worked Riku in a little deeper, then a little more, the stretch of his jaw obvious. Meanwhile his hands had figured out the sensitive spots down Riku\u2019s shaft, that the little bumps were more sensitive to the calluses on his fingers, while squeezing firmly around the rounded swell of the base made Riku\u2019s breath catch. <\/p>\n
Humming in satisfaction, Sora pulled off to catch his breath, reaching up to rub at the hinge of his jaw. He looked entirely too pleased with himself as he grinned up at Riku, lips wet and starting to puff up, hair mussed from Riku\u2019s claws. <\/p>\n
\u201cLiked that, did you?\u201d Riku asked. His voice was too low and rough for it to come out as banter, turning it into real dirty talk instead. Riku glanced down at Sora\u2019s cock, flushed pink and heavy against his thigh. <\/p>\n
\u201cUh-huh,\u201d Sora agreed readily. He let go of Riku\u2019s cock and leaned back on one hand to grip his own. Confident of Riku\u2019s full attention, Sora stroked himself slowly up and down, pausing at the top to rub his thumb in a slow circle around the head. \u201cYou\u2019re gonna take care of me, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Riku promised, pushing Sora back with a hand to the center of his chest until he was lying flat again. Grabbing Riku\u2019s wrist in both hands, Sora held Riku\u2019s hand there a second, long enough for Riku to feel every detail of how big his hand was against Sora\u2019s chest, how warm Sora\u2019s skin was, the steady throb of Sora\u2019s heart under his palm. \u201cBend your knee.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora complied, putting one foot flat on the edge of the bed, the other leg still dangling down next to Riku\u2019s thigh. Riku wrapped his left arm around Sora\u2019s bent leg, holding them flush together as an anchor point and grazing clawtips lightly across Sora\u2019s inner thigh just hard enough to make him shiver. His right hand was already down between Sora\u2019s spread legs. Mildly worried about his claws, Riku curled his finger to rub at Sora\u2019s hole with his knuckle instead. <\/p>\n
\u201cRiku,\u201d Sora sighed. He was trying to push down into the touch already, trying to edge further down the bed, which was exactly why Riku was holding him in place. \u201cPlease.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEasy,\u201d Riku said, wondering if maybe dropping to his knees and using his mouth was a better idea. He was already gripping Sora\u2019s thigh with his other hand harder than he meant to, leaving small red scratches along Sora\u2019s skin when he shifted his grip. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou won\u2019t hurt me,\u201d Sora said, as if reading Riku\u2019s mind. Riku raised his eyes to meet Sora\u2019s, heart squeezing at the confidence in his face and voice. \u201cI want your fingers.\u201d<\/p>\n
Well, it was Sora\u2019s dream after all, Riku knew, so if he thought it would be true, then it would. Riku still watched Sora\u2019s face carefully as he rubbed the flat of one finger across Sora\u2019s hole and then worked the tip inside. Sora liked everything to be easy in dreams, so everything was slick enough already. Sure enough, there was no discomfort on Sora\u2019s face at all, only pleasure as Riku pushed in up to his knuckle, Sora\u2019s mouth falling open on a soft sigh. <\/p>\n
Even this part wasn\u2019t strictly necessary in dream sex, more for Riku\u2019s peace of mind than Sora\u2019s, but Sora liked being fingered almost as much as being fucked, sometimes, and Riku liked it just as much. He loved the slick, hot feel of Sora opening up around his fingers and how quickly Sora became desperate from it. He loved watching the changes in Sora\u2019s expression as he worked a second finger in, curled both fingers, drew them out slowly and then pushed them back in deep. Sora\u2019s breaths stuttered and sped up, rocking his hips from side to side as if trying to get Riku\u2019s fingers everywhere at once. Sora\u2019s cock was hard enough to curl up against Riku\u2019s stomach, precome beading at the tip and smudging against his skin when he squirmed. Again, Riku debated dropping low enough to use his mouth, to lick the wet smudges off Sora\u2019s belly, but knew he definitely wouldn\u2019t stop there. <\/p>\n
\u201cFuck me already,\u201d Sora asked, dragging one hand up through his hair and casually rolling a nipple with the other. <\/p>\n
\u201cNot yet,\u201d Riku said, flirting with a third fingertip around the rim of Sora\u2019s hole. <\/p>\n
\u201cYes yet,\u201d Sora insisted. He kicked his free foot against the outside of Riku\u2019s thigh. \u201cYou know that doesn\u2019t matter. If I wake up before you get that inside me, I\u2019m gonna be so mad at you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Riku swallowed a grumble, because Sora was right, but stubbornly pulled his two fingers out and thrust three in at once just to make Sora feel it. Sora didn\u2019t disappoint, crying out and arching his back.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow<\/i>,\u201d Sora ordered. He reached down to grip his knee, spreading himself open wider so that Riku could see everything, the slick grip of Sora\u2019s hole around his fingers and the red marks up the pale skin of Sora\u2019s thighs. <\/p>\n
\u201cOk, ok,\u201d Riku said, half-wheezing from the sudden arousal clenching in his chest and stomach. Pulling his hand free, Riku stroked his cock to spread the slickness over it, whimpering at the weird feel of it in his hand, too big and unfamiliar. The little bumps up the sides really were sensitive, and the layers of ridges at the top and bottom. Riku wondered what those would feel like to Sora as they slid over his rim and rubbed against him inside. He shifted in closer, his tip smudging against Sora\u2019s rim and despite how aroused he was, anxiety rose up that this definitely was not going to work.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t think about it so much,\u201d Sora coaxed soothingly, used to this in a variety of contexts. \u201cDon\u2019t look, look up here.\u201d <\/p>\n
Riku lifted his eyes to meet Sora\u2019s. Sora grinned at him carelessly, relaxed on his back; his flush had spread all down his chest by now, temptingly sweet and pink in a way that made Riku want to put his mouth on every part of him. Unconsciously, Riku rocked his hips forward, pressing bluntly against Sora. <\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s it, like that,\u201d Sora encouraged. Riku started to press in by touch, the tip of his cock pointed at least so keeping it in place wasn\u2019t any harder than usual. \u201cYeah, come on, more. Don\u2019t tease me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFuck,\u201d Riku groaned helplessly. Sora was somehow taking him in, his slick heat squeezing tight around the first few rows of ridges. Riku fought the urge to look, not wanting to get in his head about it, concentrating just on the wide-eyed look on Sora\u2019s face and rocking his hips steadily forward. \u201cWhat\u2019s it like?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s…mmm,\u201d Sora struggled for words, breaths hitching. \u201cGood, real good. Damn, can feel each of those things popping inside me, like…like…\u201d Sora trailed off into a moan, hands coming up to fumble for a grip on Riku. <\/p>\n
\u201cOh shit,\u201d Riku echoed as he got halfway in and the first of the little bumps made contact with Sora\u2019s skin. He was far enough in to not need his hand as a guide any more and set his hands on Sora\u2019s hips, tilting them up so that gravity was helping with his slow press inside. Sora\u2019s noises got louder, and he grabbed Riku\u2019s forearms, fingers sinking in deep enough to bruise, if that was a thing Riku\u2019s purple skin could even do. <\/p>\n
Riku took his time right there in the middle, dragging his hips back and forth just far enough to keep those little bumps rubbing over Sora\u2019s rim one by one by one. He would have done it just to hear Sora\u2019s moans rising steadily in pitch, but it felt fucking amazing on his end as well, like when Sora teased the notch under his cock\u2019s head with his tongue, but all up his shaft instead. Finally, he pushed in a little more forcefully than he meant to, so that the first of the flared ridges at his base caught suddenly against Sora\u2019s hole. Riku forced himself to pause so that he could shift his grip on Sora and rebalance himself. <\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t stop there, coward,\u201d Sora baited. His voice was high, his eyes glassy, but his grin was fearless. He dug fingernails into Riku\u2019s arms harder. \u201cGive me all of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re so fucking crazy,\u201d Riku muttered. Before he could talk himself out of it, he pulled out enough to get a running start, then thrust forward hard enough to slam into Sora the rest of the way. Sora made an unholy noise, and Riku shuddered harder, feeling the slide-stick of skin on skin where his pelvis met Sora\u2019s thighs. \u201cSorry, sorry, are you ok?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFuck, Riku,\u201d Sora groaned. Riku opened his mouth in alarm, but Sora added quickly, \u201cS\u2019all good, so good, just so much. You can feel that, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora clenched tighter, and Riku felt what he meant, every centimeter of his too-big, oversensitive nightmare cock carving space just for him inside of Sora. A wave of hot possession rolled through Riku, from his skull down to his hips, fucking up into Sora just a little more. It felt impossible for there to even be that much of him inside Sora, nonsensical in the best dream way, the breakdown of logic making everything feel hotter, more intense. <\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s so much<\/i> of you,\u201d Sora said, dazed. <\/p>\n
Suddenly Riku had to look, sitting back up and dragging Sora to the very edge of the bed by the hips so that he could get both feet back on the ground. Holding Sora\u2019s thighs in place, Riku pulled out slowly, drinking in Sora\u2019s long moan as he watched the thickness of his cock slide out of Sora. He pushed back in just as slowly, marveling at Sora taking him back in, stretched so wide around him and still begging him for it. <\/p>\n
Then he did it again, and again, trying to keep it slow, but his own impatience picked up the pace gradually. Slow was hot as hell, but faster meant the satisfying slap of Riku\u2019s thighs against Sora\u2019s as he bottomed out. Sora was scrabbling for a better grip on Riku, but could only manage to get fingers around Riku\u2019s wrists, too close to the edge of the bed to sit up. <\/p>\n
\u201cToo far away,\u201d Sora protested, struggling to pull himself up by his abs and groaning when he fell flat again. \u201cRikuuuu.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI got you,\u201d Riku agreed. At the top of a stroke, buried as deep as he could get inside Sora, Riku slid one arm under Sora\u2019s back and hauled him upright. Sora flopped against Riku\u2019s chest, arms immediately curling up around his neck. <\/p>\n
Holding his tail up for balance, Riku kneed his way up onto the bed so that he could sit, Sora held firmly in his lap, urging Sora\u2019s thighs more comfortably up around his waist. Gravity dropped Sora down onto Riku\u2019s cock, dragging a sweet moan out of his throat. The height difference was too big for them to kiss and keep Sora on his cock, unfortunately, but Riku rubbed his palm up and down Sora\u2019s spine, then up into his hair. Sora trembled and shuddered against him, groaning nonsense against his chest, pliant in Riku\u2019s hands. <\/p>\n
\u201cWant me like this?\u201d Riku asked, pressing kisses to Sora\u2019s hair and temple as he spoke as close to Sora\u2019s ear as the size difference would allow. \u201cOr on your stomach?\u201d Sora loved it that way, Riku\u2019s weight holding him down, holding him in place.<\/p>\n
\u201cStay there,\u201d Sora ordered. He was shifting his grip, trying to get his knees under him, although Riku couldn\u2019t tell what he was trying to do exactly. \u201cSo I can…nnn, m\u2019all wobbly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Riku anchored an arm around Sora\u2019s waist, helping steady him. \u201cWhat are you trying to…\u201d Riku\u2019s words dried up as Sora snuck his hand around his side instead of over his shoulder, and sank fingers into the muscles right where Riku\u2019s wing met his back. \u201cOhhh<\/i>.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat,\u201d Sora said, some of his daze clearing as he got more determined. He got his hand on the right spot on the other side as well, kneading Riku\u2019s back in firm symmetry. \u201cFeels good, yeah?\u201d<\/p>\n
Riku groaned a yes, not even really a word. Sora\u2019s hands were hot and unforgiving in the best way, making Riku\u2019s flutter and stretch reflexively, out of his control. \u201cDon\u2019t stop.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot gonna.\u201d Sora dragged nails suddenly down the skin between Riku\u2019s wings; Riku\u2019s hips jerked up, fucking up into Sora. Sora\u2019s nails dug in deeper. \u201cJust like that, there,\u201d Sora panted.<\/p>\n
Riku\u2019s sense of the dream narrowed to just the two of them in a bubble as he obeyed, using his grip around Sora\u2019s waist to bounce him on his cock while Sora\u2019s hands on his wings drove him to distraction. Time warped weirdly around them, slow then fast, Riku lost in small details like the sweat gathering in the small of Sora\u2019s back, making his grip slip, and the sharp, sweet hurt of Sora\u2019s teeth sinking into his chest. They would never last this long in reality, and Riku felt the burn of that all along his nerves and skin, like holding a heavy weight or a breath too long.<\/p>\n
\u201cMight come,\u201d Sora warned, voice hoarse from making so much noise. He could do it without waking, sometimes, or coming might wake him up, shattering the dream suddenly around Riku. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou can,\u201d Riku encouraged, pulling his focus together to keep his thrusts steady. It wouldn\u2019t hurt to get knocked out of the dream suddenly, just be disorienting, hence Sora\u2019s warning. He really wanted to feel Sora come when he was squeezed so tight around him, taking him this deep. \u201cI want you to, can you come for me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, maybe,\u201d Sora said, more to himself probably than to Riku, talking himself over the edge. \u201cYeah, oh, yeah yeah…\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora tensed, all trembling energy in Riku\u2019s arms, and then went to pieces suddenly so that Riku was the only thing holding him up, the wetness of Sora\u2019s release hot where their bellies were pressed together. The dream wavered around Riku as Sora rode it out, the air shimmering with sound and color, then solidified, Sora limp but heavy in his arms. <\/p>\n
\u201cOk?\u201d Riku asked, stroking a hand through Sora\u2019s hair, down his spine, then back up again. Sora groaned something softly that sounded sort of like fffuuuuckkkk<\/i>. He was still shivering and squeezing around Riku\u2019s cock, making it so that Riku couldn\u2019t hold entirely still. \u201cUgh, you feel amazing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, you,\u201d Sora said, too sex-stupid to banter properly. He nuzzled his face against Riku\u2019s chest, licking the bite mark from a minute ago. \u201cYou come too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t,\u201d Riku reminded. Even if this were his dream instead of Sora\u2019s, he still couldn\u2019t; past a certain point, Riku would always wake up before he actually came, usually hard enough to cut diamonds and leaking messily. He was fine riding out any dream with Sora, no matter how hot and heavy, lingering in the closeness of sex and watching Sora wallow in afterglow. \u201cI\u2019ll wake up.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t care.\u201d Sora sat back just enough for them to look at each other, balance wobbling until Riku splayed a hand across his back. \u201cI wanna see you try. When you wake up, wake me up too.\u201d Riku opened his mouth to argue, and Sora fixed him with a steely look. \u201cPromise, and don\u2019t<\/i> lie.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPromise,\u201d Riku gave in. He leaned forward so that Sora tipped onto his back across the sheets, Riku following until he was on elbows and knees. He tried to tip his head down to kiss Sora and growled in frustration when he only got Sora\u2019s nose. \u201cIt\u2019s because you\u2019re such a size queen we can\u2019t kiss, asshole.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora snorted a laugh, delighted, as he repositioned his arms back around Riku\u2019s neck. He gave Riku\u2019s hair a casual yank. \u201cSo sue me. I don\u2019t tell you how to dream your dreams.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou actually do,\u201d Riku retorted. Balance resettled, he gave a test thrust that sent heat singing down his back. \u201cHence the wings and demon dick.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re so mad when my ideas are great,\u201d Sora said, cheshire cat grin unfolding across his face. \u201cMm, shut up and keep fucking me just like that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, sir,\u201d Riku said, only rolling his eyes a little. It felt too good to keep talking anyway, with Sora loose-limbed and relaxed, his arms curled around Riku\u2019s shoulders and thighs squeezing his hips. Riku loved this part of sex, where Sora was sweet and clingy with afterglow and encouraging Riku to chase down his own release by rambling nonsense in between soft moans. <\/p>\n
It couldn\u2019t last forever, sadly. Riku felt his grip on the dream slipping as it all became too good, too much. Riku grunted in annoyance, gripping Sora tighter, not ready. <\/p>\n
\u201cGo on, I got you,\u201d Sora murmured, winding fingers tight in Riku\u2019s hair. Riku could barely feel him pulling it, slipping under. \u201cYou better wake me up like you promised.\u201d<\/p>\n
Riku fell out of the dream like falling asleep, everything going dark. When he opened his eyes again, it was to the ceiling of their room in the Mysterious Tower, softly golden. They\u2019d forgotten to turn the light out before they fell asleep. Riku shifted, feeling like his consciousness was still only half-tethered in his body, and then the sharp ache of being incredibly hard woke him up the rest of the way. <\/p>\n
\u201cNnngh,\u201d Riku groaned, rolling onto his side. Sora was right next to him, close enough that his deep breathing brushed Riku\u2019s bare shoulder, still out cold. He looked relaxed, hair curling in his face, some color back in his cheeks even if the smudges under his eyes were still there. The urge to let Sora sleep rose up in his chest like a wave. <\/p>\n
But Riku had promised, and Sora would be mad at him for breaking it. Riku didn\u2019t want to start a fight over something so stupid when he\u2019d only been back for a few hours. Sighing through his nose, Riku reached up to cup Sora\u2019s cheek. He rubbed his thumb over the curve of it, increasing in firmness until Sora stirred. <\/p>\n
\u201cWake up, you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora scrunched his nose, and his eyes opened slowly. For a second he stared at Riku blearily, then the spark returned to his eyes. <\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re home,\u201d Sora said in relief, as if just re-realizing it, and rolled into Riku with all the coordination of a car crash. Riku grunted as Sora\u2019s forehead hit his collarbone. Riku shifted into him, hoping to avoid any injuries requiring more than a Cura, with the result that his erection rubbed against Sora\u2019s stomach in a not very subtle way. \u201cWhoa, someone\u2019s happy to see me. What\u2019s that about?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were dreaming,\u201d Riku said, really hoping he would not have to explain. He groaned as Sora wrapped a hand around him. <\/p>\n
\u201cI…oh.\u201d Sora blinked a few times as he apparently remembered. He gave Riku that same cheshire cat grin from in the dream. \u201cOhhhhh.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t tease,\u201d Riku begged, desperate, already rolling half onto Sora and not in control of his hips. \u201cI\u2019m dying here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo melodramatic,\u201d Sora purred, which was rich coming from him. \u201cC\u2019mere.\u201d He let Riku push him over, so that he was on his back with Riku\u2019s weight pressing him into the mattress. His grip around Riku\u2019s cock was perfect, tight and sure. <\/p>\n
Rolling his hips into Sora\u2019s firm strokes, Riku took all of a minute to come. The force of it felt like it knocked Riku flat after so much buildup, orgasm dragging him under longer than normal, his sense of time stretched like a rubber band. He slumped against Sora, limbs like jelly, although his hips were still flexing his cock into Sora\u2019s fist as Sora squeezed him through the aftershocks. <\/p>\n
\u201cWish you had finished inside me like that,\u201d Sora murmured. Riku moaned quietly into Sora\u2019s shoulder as another aftershock rippled through him at the idea. \u201cDamn, are you still coming?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKinda,\u201d Riku wheezed. Heat crept up his ears and the back of his neck as Sora slid his hand up between them, because he knew how big the mess was going to be when he sat up and looked. He always came more than Sora, which was the only metric he had to judge by, but after they\u2019d been apart too long and then dreamed about a huge nightmare cock, well…<\/p>\n
\u201cNice,\u201d Sora said in approval. He ruffled his clean hand up through Riku\u2019s hair and let him lie there as long as he wanted to recollect the scattered fragments of his brain. <\/p>\n
Eventually Riku did peel himself loose and grabbed one of their shirts off the floor to clean them off. Sora teased him about the size of the mess even though he still had the lazy, satisfied smile from ear to ear. They curled up together under the blankets again, Riku claiming some of the kisses that he\u2019d been cruelly denied earlier. Heat gathered between them, and they\u2019d probably go again, but for now there was no rush and nowhere to be for hours. <\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want to talk about it?\u201d Riku asked when they\u2019d settled just far enough apart to see each other. <\/p>\n
\u201cAbout what?\u201d Sora asked, eyelids heavy from the way Riku was scratching fingers through his hair down at the base of his skull. <\/p>\n
\u201cAbout your not very subconscious desire to get dicked down by an actual monster.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, shut up.\u201d Sora opened one eye wider to eye him. \u201cThe monster wasn\u2019t complaining, as I recall.\u201d<\/p>\n
Riku laughed. \u201cI just mean…you know. You were really into it. We do weird dream stuff sometimes, but you were really into that.\u201d He brushed Sora\u2019s hair back from his face, thumbing the curve of his ear. \u201cWe can go back to New York City, stay a little longer. Although I\u2019m not sure the real version would satisfy you, since you were definitely dreaming yourself a little smaller. Hm?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not all about that,\u201d Sora protested, cheek going warm under Riku\u2019s hand. \u201cYou\u2019re not some random nightmare, you\u2019re you. And you know I think form changes are sexy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGet out of here,\u201d Riku said, amused. Sora didn\u2019t seem ready to talk about it, not for real, and that was ok. He poked Sora in the side, brushing fingers down his ribs ticklishly, turning it into a tease. \u201cForm changes are one thing, but you are seriously a monsterfucker.\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cA what?\u201d Sora spluttered, slapping Riku\u2019s hand away. <\/p>\n
\u201cA monsterfucker,\u201d Riku repeated. He had not enjoyed the conversation where Lea had accidentally taught him this term, but it was sure fun whipping it out now. \u201cYou\u2019re hot for horns and a big pair of wings, and you should have seen your face when my freaky demon dick fell into your hands.\u201d Riku wiggled his eyebrows. \u201cNo shame, sweetheart, be yourself. Which is a monsterfucker.\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cOnly for you,\u201d Sora snorted, giving Riku a shove. \u201cAnd you\u2019re barely ever even a monster! If I\u2019m a monsterfucker, then…then Belle\u2019s one too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSora, no!\u201d Riku groaned. This had definitely backfired. He flopped onto his back dramatically. \u201cYou can\u2019t call a Princess of Heart a monsterfucker!\u201d <\/p>\n
\u201cWell, she is<\/i>,\u201d Sora insisted, laughing at Riku\u2019s scrunched face. \u201cShe didn\u2019t know that curse would break and she was still totally down!\u201d Sora gave Riku a mischievous glance. \u201cHe was kind of cuter the other way, if you ask me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re the worst.\u201d Riku scrubbed his face with a hand, laughing in spite of himself. He was never going to be able to look Belle or Adam in the face the next time they visited. Sora slid closer to roll onto Riku\u2019s chest, his weight familiar and welcome. When Riku opened his eyes, Sora had his chin pillowed on his crossed arms, blue eyes serious. <\/p>\n
\u201cWill you still love me even if I am a monsterfucker?\u201d Sora asked. <\/p>\n
\u201cOf course,\u201d Riku answered. \u201cObviously, since you are.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sora ran a fingertip over a half-healed scrape across Riku\u2019s shoulder. \u201cWill you still love me even if my magic doesn\u2019t come back?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Riku assured, heart aching for Sora. \u201cAlways. But your magic will be fine. You had enough of it to form change me so hard I couldn\u2019t change back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry about that,\u201d Sora said, managing half a smile. The anxiety in his eyes had faded, at least. <\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not sorry,\u201d Riku said. He wrapped arms around Sora\u2019s shoulders and squeezed tight. \u201cI\u2019ll go nightmare dick for you anytime you want.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t threaten me with a good time,\u201d Sora answered, leaning forward to kiss Riku firmly enough to cut the conversation off. <\/p>\n