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Forbidden Play [Kingdom Hearts, Axel+Roxas,
30_forbidden #05 Black]
[Title] Forbidden Play
[Fandom] Kingdom Hearts
[Pairing] Axel+Roxas
[Theme]
30_forbidden #05, Black. Theme List
[Genre] SMUT SMUT SMUT
[Rating] NC-17!! Don't read if you are underaged don't like word pron!!
[Summary] Closet sex.
[Word Count] 730
[Spoilers] None.
[Author] Fic Journal →
owninglamers☆
teagueful ← Personal Journal.
[Beta]
jorgan and a snippet of
mirroredsakura
[A/N] I haven't written smut in a while. . . Sorry, I am rusty. Enjoy. 8D I love comments~
A soft click was heard as the door was locked. Reassured that the forbidden play about to begin would go unnoticed, two figures cloaked in black pressed into each other and let their mouths connect. Hot breath across wet, increasingly swollen lips sounded heavily in the thick air of the claustrophobic space they now occupied.
Black clothing fell to the floor, piece by piece, as gloved hands groped blindly in the dark. The sound of skin against skin was crisp in their ears. The taller figure pressed the other into the wall with his body. His slender hands ran down the shorter figure’s sides, pausing at bony, square hips. Their mouths broke apart, gasping for air, as they began rocking against each other.
The shorter figure nibbled thin skin on a collarbone and earned a quiet groan in his ear. He pushed the older man back, pressing him on the opposite wall and continued working his mouth over a smooth, slightly damp chest. His tongue found a raised nub and he gave it a hard suck, grazing it with teeth lightly before pulling away. Muscle rippled beneath his touch as he trailed it farther down the man’s abdomen.
Kneeling now, the shorter companion looked up to see the other man staring down at him with half-lidded emerald eyes. They looked eerie in the diluted light pouring from beneath the crack of the door. Ignoring this, he continued with his oral administration, running a hand up an inner thigh until he came to a joint at which a member stood at attention.
Guiding it into his mouth with the tips of his fingers, the kneeling man gave a hard suck. He looked up to his partner's face once again, only to see the curve of a neck and jaw, as the other rolled his head back. Securing hips against the wall, he guided the member deeper into his mouth. He gained a whimper as long, bony fingers tangled within his hair, pressing the shaft to the roof of his mouth with a lingering tongue.
The other hunched over, breathing heavily over the kneeling one, and his fingers worked tangles into the short hair of the one giving him pleasure. He tried hard not to voice his emotion as it went haywire, steadily losing control of his thoughts. A few moans and whimpers left his lips and the kneeling man swallowing him whole lifted an arm and stuck a few fingers, still gloved, into his mouth. Biting the leather in an attempt to control himself, he quieted.
Starting a slow pace, the one with his mouth full began moving back and then forth. The taller man bit harder onto his fingers, but he did not feel it through the thick leather. He concentrated on trying not to gag as again and again, the head of the cock came in contact with the back of his throat.
Moving from its place on a bony hip, the man’s hand went for his own neglected length. Sacrificing security for pleasure, he was now in danger of the other thrusting into the warm, wet cavern of his mouth and causing him to gag. But that was not on his mind as he began movement on himself with a gloved hand. Struggling at first with multi-tasking, everything soon came into a full rhythm.
He was vaguely aware of the tips of his fingers going numb as he quickened the pace, both with his hand and his mouth. The other came first, letting out a deep grunt muffled by fingers. The kneeling man tried to swallow as much as he could and pulled his mouth away, smacking his lips. His partner slid down the wall and too the floor as he finished himself off.
Leaning against the wall, he panted and tried to regain his composure. Their breaths were loud in the stuffy air of the small closet. He watched the other as his chest heaved up and down with each breath. A small smile was curled on his lips; his eyes half-lidded with bliss.
The shorter man did not wait long before getting himself dressed. Taking a moment to compose himself, he wiped a trail of fluids from the corner of his mouth.
“Roxas. . .“ He heard his name whispered, and without taking a last look, he left his redheaded partner alone to soak in the afterglow.