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So if this was the life Sora, Kairi, and Riku lived with, cosmically speaking, the best luck afforded to them, one shudders to imagine an alternate reality where that luck wasn't in their corner. The amber glow of the sun slowly sinking below the ocean like a sleepy child fighting tooth and nail to stay up and watch a movie with mom and dad brought the final rays of light to the Play Island, where the three had snuck away from their families. Each had had a tough conversation explaining the last year and a half. A lot of tears, even more fears, but ultimately acceptance. But this isn't the previous generation's story. This is Sora's story. Sora and his friends. Already many wrongs had been righted. Paopu's exchanged accidentally as children between Riku and Sora. Paopu exchanged in the forest hidden away from time itself; which was done alongside atonement and haircuts. So now prince and princess exchanged a promise of equal measure. Meanwhile, their dark knight patched up his unspoken history with his shadow that tomorrow might shine a little brighter.
Once such vows were placed, made, and etched into their hearts, the three slunk into the murky dark of The Secret Place. A place that seemed so large as children, but now almost full grown felt deathly narrow and cramped. The three stood close together as they huddled close to a small section of the wall; each taking a turn whacking a spot of the wall with a rock. One more wrong to right, this time without excluding one of them. A portrait of two would become three, and 2 stars would become six. Now. Now, they were at their spot. Not the secret spot. Something unmarked. Something unremarkable. In plain view. So anyone who knows anything on the Destiny Island would know better than to disturb that spot. A curved Paopu tree, each day threatening to finally crumple in on itself like a paper crane forgotten in the bottom of your book bag folded by the love of your life, but instead of doing so, it waited dutifully for its masters. So long as they lived, it could keep on leaning, providing a perch so that the three could, for a moment, escape from the rest of the world and take in a space and time that was truly and wholly theirs, and theirs alone. There had never been a declaration of this fact, it was just known, like it is known that stars go out when worlds fall, and it is known that we're all just a small part of something more, and like it is known that meals taste better when they're made with and or for friends. Things people don't usually say, but feel with their full heart. This spot, this tree was Sora, Riku, and Kairi's and no one else could stand near it.
But of course, the silence between them was deafening. How could it not be? So much had happened: so much had changed. They had grown taller, stronger, wiser, and a little bit sadder. So many goodbyes quickly, and none of them good or planned. There was no plan for a future goodbye, but their journey so far had started in tragedy, so not expecting more wouldn't live up to the supposed wisdom they had gained. No more childish hope that a wooden raft hastily tied together with ropes, hoisting up a cloth as a mast would get them much of anywhere. No. A lonely, anxious, and neurotic boy had opened a door he shouldn't have so that he could keep his best friends to himself and as a natural conclusion, each of the three had died at least once in the process since then. They were used to suddenly being ripped apart, separated by worlds at a drop of a hat and a in a flash of all encompassing light. Bad men in cloaks dragging them kicking and screaming into portals that close faster than you can move an inch as you scream out and reach for one another. They knew it was likely, statistically speaking, that whatever happened in that Keyblade Graveyard tomorrow, they would end up separated for a seemingly indefinite amount of time. They warned their parents of that much. So, they each, independently agreed, with themselves that now, now would be when they say goodbye. The only problem with this plan was, well there were two problems. Firstly, nobody wants to say goodbye, it's a gross gangly word with all the malignant malaise of a kick to the gut and smack upside the head, with the texture of licking steel wool and the taste of an overripe fruit, worse still, speaking makes our fears real, and that gives them power.
But with that power afforded to a spoken fear, comes the ability to manage it. A spoken fear is tangible, something you can grapple, and tie up like a hog being brought to a cookout so you can roast it over an open fire. With this truth in mind, it was no wonder really that Sora would be the first to speak. The first to break the silence. The three had been huddled next to one another, almost cuddling but not quite. Kairi strewn across the tree, her cheek resting on the section of tree right next to where Sora sat. Riku similarly leaned against the tree, his head tilted so that it was almost resting on Sora's other leg. Perhaps Sora was tired of waiting. Tired of assuming his dreams are just fantasy. He could imagine a world where things were different, so, he was going to believe, and dive in.
"Riku... Kairi... I love you." He said it simply, softly, quietly, barely more than a whisper. But all he had to contend with was the quiet wind, barely whipping grains of sand, and the lazy lapping of the waves on the shore. In such conditions, it was very easy for the three to speak quietly. They were used to it. These words, should have been normal. They had each said it a thousand times before, but the tenor, the pace of it, it was different. Deathly serious stuff.
"Sor-" Kairi began, and was drowned out by the almost grunt of surprise that was Riku, but- Riku wasn't reacting to the words, he was still processing the words, no, the grunt, which quickly turned to a low, murmur of pleasure, as Sora had dropped off the tree, and with the angle of the hill, and standing on tip toes, he hand planted his lips to Riku's. One hand gripping Riku's upper arm for dear life, afraid he'd teeter over and face plant if he didn't as he extended his face to meet with Riku's. One. Two. Three Seconds was all the kiss lasted, but in that kiss was an eternity of upspoken promises. Butterflies that had been swirling inside both of them let free as their stomachs churned as they each untied the knots the silence had made. Before Kairi could say or do more, Sora was upon her as well. His hand running through her hair, massaging the back of her scalp, a deep sigh of joy bubbling between their lips as Sora locked his with hers, and too quickly it was over. And Sora was at a perfect mid point between her and Riku. Each of their hearts an army procession of pounding against their chest as their hearts overflowed with the light of joy.
Perhaps, Sora didn't want them to reply yet, as he pulled both of them into a hug, his face burrowing between their chests as he wrapped his arms firmly around the both of them, gripping their arms on the far side, and Kairi couldn't help but find herself looking up into the untapped depths of Riku's gorgeous aquamarine eyes. And Riku couldn't help but look down into the pure beauty of Kairi's Violet eyes. A negotiation without words that ended with Riku leaning forward, and while Sora hugged them close to his chest, his face plastered between Kairi's bosom and Riku's pecks, Kairi and Riku lip locked, a desperation both had acknowledged many times on their own, but never succumbed to. Time stopped, not literally. We have to acknowledge this as these souls could literally stop time as they so choose, but no, it didn't literally stop, just their perception of time stopped, there was only one another, and all they had to do to make up for lost time. But first, Sora, Sora needed to be thanked for finally unscrewing the cork on the bottle of their pent up emotions. Perhaps a good goodbye was a thank you.
Kairi and Riku, at the same time, shifted their weight, and pressed their bodies both onto Sora. "Woah, guys, wai-" Sora began, but he was cut off by falling and landing.
The three tumbled to the ground, a mess of limbs and bodies, all sense of up and down thrown out the window. But as per the knight and princess' quickly hatched plan, they wound up nestled neatly on each side of Sora's body. Their heads pressing to his chest as their hands wiggled down to his trousers. Riku, the taller one, with a couple strong tugs got Sora's shorts half way down his legs. Kairi meanwhile roughly and quickly removed Sora's shirt and jacket. Her hand carefully caressed his exposed chest as she lay back upon him, facing Riku, and locking lips with the older boy. The two hungrily nibbled on each other's lips as their chins gently scrapped the muscles of Sora's chest. Each of them, as they nestled as close to each other, and squeeze Sora between them, also reached down, and wrapped their hands around half of Sora's cock. Firmly they grasped it, fingers interlocking across it, squeezing firmly as they began to slowly pump it, picking up speed as the intensity of their kissing increased.
This wasn't at all in the wildest of wild dreams for Sora, but he wasn't complaining, even if he was a little surprised. But a trio such of them can easily feel what one another feel in their heart, so it was easy for Riku and Kairi to tell the implicit, unspoken consent. So they could focus on the hot breath washing over one another and dripping down to Sora's chest. They could focus on the way that Kairi wiggled her fingers up and down Sora's cock as her wrist flicked up and down, or the way that Riku would twist his wrist back and forth while also pumping up and down, the way the two had a light hearted thumb war on the head of Sora's cock. The pleasure was too much, too fast. It was bliss, and in mere moments he was putty in their hands, having ejaculated between their hands. A low heady moan of pleasure escaped Sora's lips. Neither had heard him go that low and smiled. Kairi offered her fingers to Riku, who cleaned them for her, lapping off the cum almost greedily, his tongue curling around each digit careful to make sure not a bit of cum remained. And then, dripping a translucent trail up Sora's chest, Kairi dragged Riku's own cum covered hand to her mouth, taking both her hands and gripping the side of Riku's hands as she suckled the cum off his fingers.
Sora had reached a limit point and couldn't handle not being one of the ones servicing so he looked at Kairi, almost pleading. Sora's face was flushed and beet red, sweaty and his breathing jagged, but his erection was not nearly done, and the night, the night was young. When the night is young and sex has started, it's almost a crime to end early.
So, they attacked. Two pronged, just the same. Kairi straddles Riku's arms, and very carefully peeled off his shirt and jacket. Meanwhile Sora straddled Riku's legs and wiggled down and off his shorts, tossing them to the side with his own. And then Kairi and Sora kissed. Kairi sitting on Riku's face, Sora, straddling Riku's legs. And his cock, his cock was between the two of them. Their lips wrapped around his head, suckling as their tongues tangoed tasting the curves of his cock, each suckling the other, and Riku. Sora's hand fondled Riku's balls, the other one gripping Riku's thigh firmly for support. Sora's fingers tracing line after line across Riku's dangling bits as he in turn traces kisses up and down Riku's shaft.
While this happened, Kairi's chest pressed into Riku's hand her head began to bob, lips enveloping and puckering as she sucked on his cock like a freeze pop - desperate almost to suck out whatever she could get. She started slow, initially only taking his head in and out. As she did, she wiggled her ass, rubbing the mound of her pussy on Riku's face, small moans of pleasure reverbing out and rippling across Riku's cock. Slowly but surely, She began to take more and more. Bringing more and more of his member into her mouth and down her throat. sucking as she bobbed her head down, breathing in through her nose, savoring his scent. Then as she bobbed off, exhaling out both through her mouth and nose, keeping her breathing steady, being careful not to over do it. But Riku, barely holding onto an edge as Sora sucked on his balls, and Kairi took all of his cock decided he wouldn't take this idly. He may be their knight, but he could still give a lord's kiss. So he did.
As Kairi continued, slowing down to keep her breath from running out, he slid aside her panties, gripping the side of her hips firmly as he gingerly ran his tongue across her pussy, from bottom the top, stopping at the clit to kiss it. His breathing as equally ragged as Kairi's at this point. But it was enough for a sting of pleasure to course through her, she squeezed her sides in surprise, Riku's cock audibly popping out of her mouth as he continued. Quickly, Kairi couldn't focus. Riku's tongue was wiggling inside of her, and she found herself struggling to do more than squirm and wiggle on his face as he continued his oral attack. His lips suckled on her pussy lips, and he would switch to her clitoris, suckling on it as he used a thumb to up and down her lower lips.
Sora, realizing that Kairi was a bit too distracted to continue, took over. Sliding his cock under Riku's leg, he leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the head of Riku's cock, suckling. Getting a little creative, he cast blizzard, quickly summoning his keyblade and pointing it away from the trio. He grabbed a chunk of ice debris with his spare hand as he began working his wram lips and throater deeper and deeper onto Riku's cock. Sora took the ice, and began rubbing it against Riku's balls as he began to bob his head, suckling and deep throating Riku who was busy kissing Kairi to climax. The mixture of hot and cold in quick sensation, along with the way Sora's throat almost clung to Riku's cock was too much for him, and he finally came. Shooting his load thankfully into Sora's mouth, during one of the moments Sora sucked on the head so he could breath better for a moment.
Keeping the cum in his mouth, he moved to Kairi, quickly disrobing her of her dress, and kissing her. He mixed Riku's cum between their mouths as he cupped Kairi's breasts with both hands awkwardly wedged between them, squeezing them quizzically almost as they kissed, and Kairi came. Discharging hard and strong, drenching Riku in the juices of her pussy. She breathed heavily and swallowing the cum with Sora, she begged greedily, "both".
The two boys, cocks hardened almost in response. Sora gulped. "Do you-"
Riku at the same time, "I don't think-"
Kairi shushed them, placing an index finger on both their lips.
"Go slow, I can take it, I don't want to wait, for, either of you. No Races to see who gets to share the Paopu first." she moaned out, still in the pure bliss of the headspace of her climax. It was dumb. It would hurt, but it was what she wanted.
They took a break, to drink water. To catch their breath, and build a small bed of leaves and blankets. They propped Kairi on it, under the shade of the Paopu tree, not that shade was needed at this point. It was night now, no longer young. They could, perhaps, should stop, but they didn't want to end it yet. Not until they lost each other in scent and marking.
"I'm ready" Kairi said decisively, after a few minutes of the boys applying lube to their cocks, and a few minutes more of Kairi slowly fingering her self, applying even more lube than they thought was left in the bottle Kairi always had with her, just in case. The benefit of a pocket dimension for a cross-worlds traveler is that you really can carry whatever you want around.
Sora and Riku gulped, pressing their cocks together, and slowly, they brought both heads to her pussy, slowly rubbing up and down it. Slowly. Very slowly, to the point where the pleasure was so intense, Riku and Sora thought they would cum before they even got inside her, her pussy began to envelop their heads, both as they very slowly and methodically inched themselves inside. It hurt, but it was mixed with a cacophony of pleasure for Kairi making it worthwhile. Twenty more minutes passed, and their shafts were both inside. Kairi had always been a fan of large dildos, and it had prepared her for this day, for this moment. But it hadn't prepared her for the pleasure of flesh on flesh, or the emotions of having both Sora, and Riku, inside of her.
"Can..." Riku began, and Sora finished, "Please?"
Kairi couldn't speak. Breathing ragged, but a smile beyond smiles on her face. She instead simply nodded, and then they began moving their hips. Sora and Riku were out of synch, but in a very clearly intentional way. Every moment Sora thrusted in (slowly going harder and faster with each one) Riku pulled out, threatening to end this. And in the same term, maintaining a steady pace, every time Riku pushed his cock back in, Sora pulled it back out. This continued for a solid minute or two, all of them a sweaty heavy breathing mess. Kairi didn't want it to end, neither did either boy. Slowly she began to moan both their names in quick succession. "Ah, Sora ah, Riku" over and over between hard, jagged, ragged breaths. Sharp inhales as her pussy squeezed around them both.
She was lost in the pleasure. She didn't even at first notice Sora cuming, and then just as the sticky hot load unleashed inside, the pulsing motion of his cock against Riku's led to Riku joining him, and the three collapsed. Sora and Riku pulled themselves out of Kairi, cuddling her between their chests. Whatever lies beyond this morning, the future didn't scare them at all. That was, a way to say goodbye.