Author's Rambles

Hi again. Welcome to yet again another Riku and Sora Yaoi. You don't mind do you? If you're stumbling back by you know the drill. If not, my stories usually include boy on boy action. Don't like don't read.

This felt so wrong. In fact it probably was, and yet here he was watching from the sidelines like a creeper. The room before him was dimly lit and soft candles were scattered about, making shadows dance along the walls. Bathed within the mysterious glow were two figures; both men. "You can't keep treating me like this; like a child!" The first hissed angrily. He was tall in stature with a wonderfully muscular build that was just right; not too big, and not too small. It was the type of body that could be counted as lean in some instances while imposing in others. Okay, to be fair a lot of things could look imposing next to Sora. That wasn't the point. The person speaking had long silver hair that flowed down his back to rest right around the shoulder blades. Every now and then when he turned the brunette could catch a glimpse of sea green eyes. How exotic was that?

The object the tall stranger's anger was an cloaked older man hunched over his desk. He had a similar build to his young companion; tall and muscular, although, he seemed to be a bit wider in girth. Again, it didn't look bad on him at all and even succeeded in making the younger boy look more childlike. Where the hell do they pluck these perfect people from? There's probably a farm somewhere. That totally explains it. The older man sighed, taking the time to smooth out the paper in front of him. "I'm not treating you like a child." He said after a moment, his attention never once leaving his work. "I'm treating you like a brash young man that is prone to make terrible decisions."

"You're no saint!"

He stopped his writing and ran a hand through his brown hair. It was thick, brown, and cut so that it was layered. "This is why I can talk to you this way in confidence." The older man seemed to sigh, and with that breath his strength seemed to leave him. It looked as if the subject of their argument was physically draining for a moment Sora actually pitied him.

The young teen growled. "That's not good enough!" He lunged forward, sweeping his arms across the table, scattering the contents to the floor. "Master! No," He began before pausing, "Terra! Everything I've ever done has been for your approval."

Terra nodded with a sad smile and rose from his seat. It was more than obvious that no more work would be finished today. Not with his wordy little protégé so upset with him. "You should never strive for the approval of one man, only for the approval of yourself. At the end of the day it is you that has to live with the consequences of your actions. If you learn nothing, at least learn that one lesson Riku."

The silver haired teen lowered his head, chewing on his bottom lip. He was frustrated, it radiated around him like an almost tangible aura; from the aggressive way that he stood, to the slight tremble of his body. Whatever message his teacher had to give was lost on deaf ears. "You're right and that's why I want you to stop treating me like a kid. I'm not the same as you and I understand that my choices can lead to consequences. But you can't block them for me. Sometimes I have to stumble in blindly to truly learn a lesson."

Sora quietly released the breath he had been holding in. He knew nothing about these two, but in the short time he had been watching, hidden from view, he felt drawn to them; this engaging pair of individuals. Maybe it was the desperate plight of the frustrated student to his sympathetic master. Or maybe it was the kind master that was struggling in vain to keep his student from spiraling out of control. Who knows? All he knew was that from his secret spot he watched entranced, hoping that they couldn't hear his heart beating frantically against his rib cage.

Riku's mouth twitched upward into a lazy smile and his eyes twinkled mischievously. "Talking won't get me anywhere I know that much." And in that moment it was as if his entire personality changed. His body relaxed and the tension from earlier seemed to melt away. His stance became lazy and open; inviting even.

With their bodies so close together the older man seemed to eclipse the teen's more slender frame. His face was impassive and his jaw clenched as he studied his student with unnerving intensity. "You don't know the darkness you're trying to temp." Terra hissed between clenched teeth as his face struggled with various emotions.

"Then show me." Riku's hands started at his teacher's waist. Palms flat he let his touch travel slowly up the man's body. He grazed over the solid muscles of Terra's well-toned abs before roaming over his chest. The hard shudder he received in response made the silver haired teen smile. Those same playful hands continued to reach up, teasing the collar of Terra's shirt before he yanked the man down to his level.

The kiss that followed was quick like a sudden strike. Riku fed at his master's lips like a drowning man, nipping and teasing with tongue and teeth until the older man shuddered from his embrace. He became bolder with his advances, tilting his head so that he could deepen their kiss.

From Sora's hiding spot he could see the struggle that took place within the one named Terra. The brunette stood frozen, and for a moment he didn't know if the older guy would throw Riku or ravish him. Or maybe throw and ravish him? God where was his mind?!

A soft growl escaped Terra's lips. He snatched Riku forcibly, spinning him so that he could push the young boy against the desk. For a moment Riku's sea green eyes widened with hesitation. "No, don't make that face." The brunette's voice was low and husky, almost menacing even. "You wanted me to stop treating you like a child remember? So finish what you've provoked."

Sora's hands flew to cover his mouth as the once kind teacher began to roughly rip the clothes from his student. The sound of tearing fabric made his pulse race but he didn't dare look away. In the end Riku was naked and at the mercy of his strong companion. The scene was captivating and before he knew it, Sora was breathless from just watching. For a moment nothing happened. Terra's tanned skin looked wonderful against Riku's, in fact he almost seemed to make the paler boy glow.

The pair stared into each other's eyes for a moment. Then with a sudden quickness that had Sora gasping Terra began his assault. He raked his nails down the side of his victim's body. Riku's voice came out in a surprised hiss and from where he was sitting Sora could see his body twitch. Terra chuckled softly, starting from the belly button he licked his way all the way up the length of Riku's body, stopping just at the point where the collarbone and neck met. There was a short pause that was filled only with the sound of soft panting before Tera struck. He bit down on the soft flesh of his prey's neck. The moan that escaped Riku's mouth was lewd and inviting. Man this was intense.

The two men moved together, bodies rubbing against each other until both parties cried out from the contact alone. Terra's lips moved from the silver haired boy's tender neck settling on the collarbone. He nipped at the area until it was bright red before moving even further down to the boy's chest. He teased one nipple with his tongue while his strong hands dug into the boy's sides.

Riku's head was thrown back in ecstasy, his back arched in visible pleasure. It was the strangest thing ever. Sora was nowhere near the action, but that didn't stop him from feeling. Every moan that echoed into the air sent shivers down his spine. It was like watching a beautiful train wreck. The couple's bodies twitched and moved together as one and when Terra had finally had enough he turned the boy's smaller frame so that he had a perfect view of his pale back.

So this was it. They were really going to do it? Sex? Sora leaned forward in anticipation. Hell he was starting to feel the effects of his own arousal so he could only imagine what those two were going through. Terra worked quickly to release his manhood from his cloak. Once free he placed the warm length against Riku's backside and rubbed. "Is this still what you want? Is that why you wanted me to see you as a man and not a boy?" He growled softly?

Riku shuddered, hands clawing at the desk. The moan that escaped his lips was one of ultimate surrender. "Yes." Came his husky reply. "Yes master please!"

That response seemed to please him. He smirked, rubbing his hands along the young man's backside before getting a firm grip. "Since you asked so nicely." He chuckled softly before he began to position himself for entry. Riku writhed beneath him helplessly.

And then a bell sounded. "And cut! Alright guys let's end the scene there for today! Everyone let's go the hell home okay?" Sora jumped, startled by the sudden intrusion of sound. Riku and Terra separated instantly. The intimacy of their previous hold was replaced with casual conversation. Seriously? How could you be so calm about that?!

The small warehouse was suddenly alive with people moving about. So this was what it was like to be on the set of a movie. Neat; even if it was one of those movies. The director was a tall and lanky with wild red hair that looked as if it had been sloppily thrown into a pony tail. His eyes were a bright and playful green. "Okay guys, we'll pause here and continue right where we left off. Don't touch a thing, got that?"

Terra stripped out of his cloak, revealing casual street clothes underneath. "Better be ready for tomorrow pillow biter." He chuckled playfully.

"Instead of teasing me you need to do something about those blue balls." The silver haired teen punched his friend playfully and exited the stage, a casual smile on his face, a smile that faded as he approached Sora sitting in a chair off set. "Hey puppy?"

The brunette jumped. "Ye-yes?" he stammered. Without meaning to his gaze rose to meet the tall stranger and his face flushed. Just a second ago he watched this person passionately kissing another man. If that wasn't awkward then what was? And what was with that nickname. Puppy?

"It's time to go blue eyes let's go." Riku nodded towards the exit. When Sora didn't move he frowned. "You act like I'm going to rape you. Let's get out of here. Or did you plan on sleeping here?"

"No I just was-" He stammered.

The director made his way over with a sleepy stretch that made him look catlike. "This is a newbie. Sora is his name." he said with a easy grin.

"Sora?" Riku repeated, looking the boy up and down. "He looks terrified. What crib did you rob this one from Reno?"

Reno laughed. "The same one I stole you from. Don't give me that smart mouthed shit okay? He's legal and his ID checks out just like yours did when you started. I figured I'd get him to show up at the end of the filming day when you and Terra were about to go at it to see if I could scare him off."

Sora blushed and Riku tried unsuccessfully to hide a smirk. "Well he's still here."

"Yeah, seems that way." The redhead mused, rubbing his face. "I just didn't want to invest in him if he was going to puss out on me. Alright kid, you show up here at 9am sharp and I'll see about getting you some work okay?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I'll be back."

"Good, glad to hear that. Well, later kiddies." With that Reno turned and walked off, hands shoved deep in his pockets.

Once alone Riku cleared his throat. The awkwardness between them was uncomfortable. "Well welcome to the family I guess." He patted the brunette on the shoulder. "I know it's weird at first, but it's not so bad once you get used to it. Everyone is here for a reason and that's what makes it interesting."

"Yeah, I guess so."

Riku sighed. Okay seriously this kid was somewhat depressing, and that face? It was so kick a puppy pitiful. "Where are you staying tonight? If you're serious about the work I can get you here easy tomorrow."

He shook his head. "I'm in between places so it would be better if I just-"

"Stayed with me for the night? I was just thinking that myself." He smiled casually. "In case you missed it earlier, my name is Riku. Nice to meet you Sora."

Sora backed away from him, putting some distance between them with his arms. "I'm not really one to go home with strangers." He mumbled. "It's nice of you to offer though. I have to go." He turned to leave, forcing a smile on his face that came across as hollow.

The silver haired teen sighed. How many people had he seen with a similar face like that? It was the face and demeanor of a person backed into a wall. In fact it was the face he wore when he first arrived. Terra had been the first one to reach a hand out and make him feel comfortable. Strangely enough it seemed that it was his turn to do the same. "Hey puppy, why did you come here anyway?"

Sora paused. "Oh I really needed the money. Something came up and-"

"You figured this was the quickest way to solve your money troubles, right?" Riku finished. The brunette nodded slowly. "That was my reason too. Come on. Stay the night in my hotel room. In the morning I'll bring you back here. If you're serious about this you have to stop looking at me as a predator and start viewing me as a coworker."

He had a point. The alarm bells in Sora's head were ringing on full blast. Every life lesson his mother taught him about not talking to strangers screamed at him to just walk away. However his mother wasn't here at the moment. He was desperate. So with a heavy sigh he forced his feet to move, following the taller boy out of the building.

He was quiet the whole journey, trailing behind Riku like a lost puppy. The silver haired teen on the other hand seemed quite relaxed as he bid others farewell. Together the pair made it to the parking lot. Riku pressed the alarm on his keys, unlocking the doors to a silver Honda. When Sora made no move to get in he frowned. "What's wrong now?"

"I figured people that did-" the brunette hesitated.

"Porn." Riku finished with a grin.

He nodded. "I figured people that did that made more money." He shook his head after a moment. "I just I expected you to drive a ridiculous car."

"Not my style. " He answered, sliding in the driver's seat. "I'm a pretty practical guy." Sora took his spot on the passenger side. The car purred to life with a simple twist of the key and with that they pulled out of the parking lot.

The ride was quiet, which made things incredibly awkward. Sora didn't know what to say. So instead he listened to radio and watched the city fly by in a sea of colors out the window. If his driver was uncomfortable he didn't make it apparent. Then again the silver head boy seemed to be comfortable with a lot of things.

They drove into the parking lot of a Hilton hotel. No matter how calm he tried to remain, he couldn't help himself from thinking the worse. He got in a car with a guy he had just met. They left together and were now sitting in the parking lot of a hotel. Good god this sounded like the beginning of one of those life time movies that was based off of a true story. Was he going to get raped?

"Hey air head." Sora jumped. "Get out the car."

"R-right! I'm coming." The main lobby greeted them with a rush of cool air. It was elaborately decorated with polished tiled floors and thick rugs. There plush sitting area was filled with a group of people talking in hushed voices. It looked like a meeting of some kind.

From the front desk two women flashed winning smiles and gave a customary greeting that Sora nervously returned. Tucked away in a dimly lit corner of the room was a bar. Never before had he been someplace this nice. Then again his family didn't really do hotels. Riku directed them to the elevator and even that journey was quiet. Maybe this was a mistake. Why wasn't he saying anything?

They got off on the third floor and continued their short trek. Riku dug around in his pockets, produced swipe card and used it to open the door to his room. "Wait!" It wasn't the best way to break the silence but at least it was a start.

He paused before entering. "What is it?"

"I just, I don't really even know you and I just didn't want you to get the wrong idea!"

"Okay look, if it makes you feel any better I'll take the couch and you can have the bed. I have no intention of raping you. I have to save the energy for work tomorrow." With that said Riku entered the room, leaving Sora to clumsily catch the door before it shut him out.

It was a typical hotel room. There was a large bed that sat between two nightstands. Besides that was a couch with several pairs of clothes laid out upon it. Other than that it was fairly empty. For a guy his new companion was fairly neat. The brunette cringed thinking about his mess of a room back home.

Riku took to the couch, sitting on it to remove his shoes with a heavy sigh. When he was done he stretched, leaned back onto the soft cushions and turned on the television. When Sora after he became more certain nothing would reach out and grab him, Sora took a seat on the bed."Thank you again." He mumbled.

"Stop thanking me already. It's fine." The other answered. "You can leave at any time. I'm not keeping you here."

"I know but. I really need the money so I can do this."

"It won't be that bad, Reno eases you into the industry. It will take a while before you get big parts like me and Terra, but either way its good money."

Sora nodded. "I hope so."

"So what's so important that you turned to porn?" At this point Riku turned his gaze toward the bed. His face was serious and his sea green gaze intense.

He felt himself wiggle under that gaze. "There's just something urgent I need to take care of that's all."

Riku nodded after a moment, seeming to respect the secrecy of that answer. "So are you gay?"

"What?"

"Are you gay?"

"Not…not really?"

"Then why the gay porn industry?"

"I don't know! Someone approached me with a business card. I didn't know what I was getting into." The brunette huffed defensively.

"Heh, well you do have one of those feminine faces. It's not really popular in straight porn." Sora blushed. "Go ahead and shower. You can borrow some clothes from my suitcase in the little closet. Don't worry. It's clean. I'll order some food kay?"

He nodded, sliding off the bed. Sure enough when he opened the closet the suitcase was there. Sora dug through it until he found a simple shirt and a pair of shorts before disappearing into the bathroom. He quickly locked the door and listened for a moment. When he was sure that no one was trying to mess with the doorknob then he turned on the shower.

So far, so good. He was still in one piece. Maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing to trust Riku. In fact it seemed that the other boy was going out of his way to appear as harmless as possible. Sora stepped into the warmth on the shower and let the gentle spray wash over him.

It felt good. Admittedly, allowing the heat from the water to cascade along his skin seemed to melt all the tension away. All of his thoughts flowed down into the drain along with his stress. Everything would be just fine. He'd be okay. This would be fine. Over and over he told himself that, not knowing how much time had passed.

There was a soft tapping on the door. He jumped. "Hey, did you drown in there?" Riku's muffled voice called. "The food is here. I hope you like fried rice."

"Yes, that's fine thank you. I'll be out in a moment!"

"Take your time."

Sora dried, dressed in the offered clothes and ventured outside again. The smell of food hit him hard enough to make his stomach clench and his mouth water. It had been a while since he had eaten.

"Dig in. While you do that I'll shower okay?" Riku nodded to the Styrofoam container on the bed.

"Thanks again." Sora replied sitting down to eat.

"Don't mention it. Seriously, don't. You've been thanking me since you got here." He got up, tugged some clothes from his suitcase and disappeared into the shower.

By this time Sora had started to relax. The first spoonful of food was the best. He poured packets of soy sauce on his rice and dug in. The TV was simply noise in the background. For a moment he seemed to forget about his problems and the steps that had brought him this particular place in life. He ate until he was full and the promise of sleep lingered around the corner. In fact he was so content he almost didn't notice Riku emerge from his shower.

The elder boy came out toweling his hair, dressed in a simple shirt and shorts. He grinned at his new companion, walking by to plop down on the couch. "You look content."

Sora nodded sleepily. "I guess I am. Thanks again."

Riku shook his head. "Don't mention it."

"But why help me?" The brunette forced himself to sit up, though his stomach protested. He rubbed it with a lazy sigh, as if that would make him less full.

Riku nodded to himself. It was a fair question. "Because in this business everyone needs someone. You get into all kinds of things and it helps to have a friend watching your back. I'm that friend."

"Friend?" he repeated. "I still don't understand. You don't even know me."

"Yeah, I know it's weird. I guess you looked like how I felt on my first day." He laughed. "But if you're serious about this, I'll help you through it no problem."

Sora smiled, feeling better already. "So you really think I'll be okay?"

Riku shrugged. "Yeah with practice."

"How the hell do you practice porn?"

Rku eyed him for a moment. "You're cute enough, just let me know when you want to."

Sora's mouth fell open. Seriously the things that came out of this guy's mouth were just strange. "Okay, I'm ready now! Now what?" he countered playfully.

The silver haired boy arched a delicate eyebrow. "Now? Like right now in the moment now?" He sighed, pushing himself off the couch. "Well, alright." He took the few steps to reach the bed and sat on the edge, grinning at the look of surprise on his young companion's face. The first lesson he'd teach this newbie would be not to bait a tiger. "The first thing you've got to learn in this business is to be relaxed."

He reached over to gently brush his hands along the side of Sora's face before giving it a soft few smacks. "Relax damnit."

"You say that while you're romancing my face? How am I supposed to relax like that?!"

Riku chuckled. "This is going to take forever if you're going to be like that about it." He stopped to cross his arms over his chest. "Are you sure you're cut out for this? You could walk away in the morning and I wouldn't say a thing."

There was something about that cocky little smirk of his that pissed Sora off. "Just," he swallowed nervously, "get on with it!"

Without another moment's hesitation Riku lunged forward, seeking out the young brunettes face in what started out as an innocent kiss. The taller boy's lips were surprisingly soft against his own. It was certainly unexpected for a boy. Did all guys in this industry have lips as soft as these? He had a moment to wonder before his thoughts traveled to the make out scene that was filmed today. Riku was kissing Terra earlier. Were Terra's lips this soft as well? Was kissing Riku like kissing everything he had kissed?

Sora felt another firm smack against his cheek and was thankful. God knows where his thoughts would have gone had he continued down that dark path. Riku's industry gained talent made him a very persuasive kisser. He slowly worked his way inside the warm cavern of Sora's mouth, taking his time to explore.

Oh my god this was beyond weird. They had just eaten! Did he taste like friend rice? Wasn't that weird? Maybe Riku liked the taste? It was still weird. Oh great. His mouth tasted weird and Riku would be too nice to complain about it. There was another soft smack to the side of his face. Sora felt his shoulders instantly slack, as he relaxed and let the elder boy take the lead. Riku gently tilted his head back, breaking the kiss soon after so that he could trail light kisses down his neck to collarbone that created a flurry of butterflies in his stomach.

It was actually kind of nice; this feeling. Something told him that Riku would be a gentle lover; at least for this particular moment. Who knows what he was into any other day of the week. He did work in the porn industry after all. So he was probably used to some pretty creative things. Another soft smack to the face. "Relax." He sighed.

"So-sorry." The brunette mumbled.

Riku chuckled lightly against his skin, making him shiver, face buried in Sora's shoulder, he let his hands play with the fabric of Sora's borrowed pajamas. In one smooth motion he sneaked both hands under the cloth, running his warm palms alone Sora's sensitive skin. Sora gasped, his body twitching from the sensation. The stimulation was dizzying, his body tingled. Who knew that such a simple motion could affect him so easily? His breathing accelerated to soft pants. Riku soon filled his vision, a playful smile on his lips. What was next? Curiosity nagged at him.

Riku leaned in, and Sora relaxed into him, his eyes anticipating the next move when Riku gently pecked him on the lips and pulled back. "Very good, you relaxed!" He said, retreating back to his spot on the couch.

"Wait, that's it?"

"Mm-hm." The silver haired teen answered, situating himself for bed. He stretched out against the cushions like a lazy cat before covering himself up with a blanket.

"Oh." The silence that settled soon after was quiet and awkward.

"You're supposed to ease into it." Riku muttered before yawning. "That's it for the night; big morning tomorrow. Go to bed."

Sora nodded, despite his companion not being able to see it. Perhaps that would be the best thing for now. Pulling back the covers for the bed he settled in for the night. Was it strange to feel disappointed? Because that's how he felt, incredibly disappointed. Part of him realized that he was still worked up from the scene from earlier. Another part of him also realized that with most things so far, Riku was right. He needed rest. After a few moments of hesitation Sora settled under his covers, pulling them up until only the top of her head could be seen. There's was no need to rush. He'd simply take things one step at a time. One step at a time.

Author's Rambles

I've had this one chapter sitting on my computer since the beginning of the year. I was very hesitant to post it actually. I kept thinking: Sora and Riku do porn?! What is F #$ is WRONG with you?!

...sometimes I still feel that way. I just have to keep telling myself that there are much worse things out there. Anyway, I have a general direction of where I want this to go, but I don't know if I should continue it because of the theme. So what do you think? Is the concept of the boys in the porn industry a bit too much?