kingdomdressing | (no subject)

Entry tags:

riku

(no subject)

[ Here's a Riku, about sixteen-seventeen years old, wearing casual clothes with a shockingly short haircut. Overall, doesn't stick out enough to approach. But she's asleep, dangling mid-air, slightly reclined, the Way to Dawn hanging from her grip. If anyone does approach her, they might get a surprise.]

[ooc: and then I canon updated. Riku's been missing from the DR since July 25th. There will probably be spoilers for KH3D as I'm pulling her post-game. (That's why she looks a little younger than she should - it won't last.)]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Well she's not stopping them. In fact, if it's up to Riku, she's going to pull him on top of her on the couch.]

[He moves with the pull, settling quite happily into the new position. His mouth moved from hers along her jaw, and then slowly to her neck. If he had his way, she would have visible marks for a week.]

[He could have his way. She certainly won't mind, but he won't be able to get away with giving them without getting a few himself.]

[That, he does not mind at all. It'll be nice to have them again.]

[Good! Now no one will have any doubts about what happened when Riku got back to the DR. Bonus: she'll have way better sex hair now.

She's just a little surprised the whole four years younger thing doesn't put him off.]

[It was definitely weird, but it wasn't enough to turn him off this once he'd finally gotten her back.]

[She feels special, that being the case. Or maybe just well-loved, but that's certainly not a word Riku wants to bring up, after her rather emotional departure.]

[The last thing he wants right now is emotional stuff put on the surface. Maybe she can trap him with it when they're done, but right now he just wants to focus on feeling her. It's the best way to ground the fact that she's back, after all.]

[That's a tempting thought that will occur to her... later. Right now there are better things to focus on.]

[So there are. He's going to make sure she is thoroughly tired out by the time they're done.]

[So long as he's able to get as good as he gives. Though by the time they're done neither of them might be able to move. Who knows where the bat went. It probably fucked off into another part of Red's place. The kitchen, maybe. Either way, whether they stuck to the couch or moved to the bed, the room is probably a mess by now, all things considered. Riku's happy, though.]

[The bed would be much nicer than the couch. They could go re-christen the couch later, or something. Red is happy as well, and probably not letting go of Riku anytime soon.]

[It's more comfortable, certainly, but Riku probably wouldn't have cared either way. Is that in the literal sense? Are they cuddling? Has that ever happened before?]

[They're probably cuddling a little, yes. As for it happening before... maybe not quite so obviously. Apparently it takes Riku disappearing all dramatically for Red to stop being sort of a dumbass with emotions.]

[Well, hell, it's not like Riku's ever tried to initiate cuddling before. For some very obvious reasons (to everyone else). After all that, though, now she's kind of at a loss for words.]

[It seems like he's going to say something a few times, but each time he ends up just closing his mouth again. Eventually, he manages something.]

If you leave again, I'm going with you.

[It's good that he did, she was starting to get curious. But that wasn't what she was expecting. She looks surprised, and a little confused.]

How?

No idea.

[But he'd figure something out.]

[She lifts her head a little to look at him, to try and figure out what he's thinking without asking directly.]

Not possible. Even if this place wasn't in control, I've never heard of anyone crossing universes.

I'd figure something out.

[He wouldn't, but he'd try to. He's avoiding looking directly at her, almost like he's embarrassed!]

[She's not looking anywhere but him, and drops her head back down gently, her eyes focused on his.]

Why?

There's not much reason for me to be here if you're not.

[It comes out quieter than he'd intended, almost strained. Emotions are bullshit.]

[She stays quiet for a minute, then scoots the smallest bit closer.]

When did that happen?

[He snorts, glancing at her briefly.]

No idea. Before your most recent trip out.

[She's not doing anything other than watch him.]

How's that make you feel?