See, this is why he needed Riku. It was SO easy to fall back into his old habits and way of thinking.
It was going to be bad if Riku was always this naive. Sora really hoped that he wouldn't be broken by the experience of being his husband, or being Lord Consort.
Okay, Sora was resistant by the way of acting like a ragdoll and not really helping Riku dress himself, but he knew that he was just being a brat.
"I thought I was taking a nap!" he complained, lifting his arm so that Riku could help him put his shirt on. Once he was generally kind of clothed, he stood up and pulled Riku's shirt until he was close to him. "Riku. Sweetheart. My love," he stood on his toes to kiss Riku. "I thought you were going to tell me a story."