>risky questions<
Now he was lying next to him, the wind brushing trough his hair and leaving goosebumps on his skin. The sky finally turned dark and the only light came from the moon hanging slightly above the trees in front of them.
The wind seemed to whisper something, but finally Riku understood that it wasn’t the wind but his best friend Sora. And then he noticed what his stream of light in this darkness had said to him.
„Riku, what has happened to you while you wandered behind the door of darkness?“ Riku squeezed his lips slightly until they became two small white stripes. „Why are you asking?“, he looked into the sky while wondering about Soras question.
Sora looked in his direction, he faced him and not one emotion in Rikus oh-so-non-emotional looking would be not noticed.
„Don’t answer with a question, Riku!“, he now called, crawling near Riku’s body lying between the last flowers of the year. Riku’s head swung to his right and he looked into Soras eyes, seeing him coming on all fours like a cat.
A little smile appeared on his lips, away again in the next second.
„You really wanna know, don’t you?“, he sneared. Sora stopped his crawling, eying his friend consequently. „Of course, otherwise I wouldn’t have asked, would I?“, he pouted slightly and Riku’s smile increased. He rolled his whole body on his side and snatched with his right hand for Soras hair.
His friend had noticed Rikus actions too late and only a squeak of him announced the next, silent seconds. Rikus eyes had a small glim of fire in them when he reached for the lips of his best friend. He hold him with a tight grip in the neck and kissed him, first slightly, then more intensive.
Sora acted like a young rabbit, hiding most of himself as much as possible and holding still for the moment, waiting for it to end. But Riku would not be Soras best friend if he hadn’t calculated this, pretending how Sora would react.
Within a second the white-haired boy took over, holding Soras head in his hand and now half-lying above the younger one. He got his chance and now he would not even think of letting it slip away!
After a short moment he allowed Sora and himself to breath again. Sora coughed three or four times, then he asked, still Rikus hand in his hair and his face, his lips as near as possible without touching: „You have not answered, yet.“, while Riku secretive smiled again.
„I’m telling you, since I already started…“, he hushed into Soras ear and then began to lick the same. Soras eyes widened and a small moaning escaped his lips. Now he noticed that this behavior actually was Rikus answer to his question. When he had asked his question, it was with a calm tone in his voice, it was well thought-out. Now not Sora nor his voice was prepared for Rikus working on his body.
And it would never become calm again in this night.
Now he was lying next to him, the wind brushing through his hair and leaving goosebumps on his skin. His mind and body was dazed from Rikus hands, his breath and everything else of him. He couldn’t get up. Because of that he was more or less pleased with the thouhgt that he had no reason to escape from this situation and run from Riku.
Just marked that he had to be careful what to ask Riku in the future.
