Cliché School Twoshot

I own nothing but the plot.

This is for AkuDemy day. I tried to think of a good idea, but everything I thought of had already been used so why not go back to the old classics. This is, as the title says, a cliché school twoshot with Axel as the cool kid and Dem as another helpless victim of his cool-ness and charms. This is definite PWP. Obviously this and AkuDemy, but there may be side pairings. I dunno, but I'll figure it out. Ok, please enjoy my cliché school twoshot

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I stared at the classroom door, head in my hands, as I waited for Him to walk in. He is the sexiest thing on two legs. He could make people swoon at his every action. He could enchant any one with his words and voice. His name was Axel McKinely.

I sat up straight when the previously mentioned teen entered the room. His hair was spiked in his signature style. He wore a black button up shirt with his sleeves rolled up to just above his elbows. Cherry red skinny jeans held up by a rainbow studded belt modeled his long, lean legs. His feet were safely hidden away in black sneakers. His eyebrow piercing glinted as he turned to walk to his seat, in the back right corner by the window. On his way back, his finger brushed my shoulder. My inner fanboy squealed and I didn't notice as my world started to tilt.

"Demyx?" Tilt. "Demyx." Tilt. "Demyx!" I yelped and shot straight up, just before my head hit the desk. I laughed nervously and rubbed the back of my neck.

"Eheheh, sorry Zexy. I zoned out again." He rolled his eyes.

"Naw really. You're just lucky I didn't let you stab yourself with your stud again." I nodded as I ran my fingers over the sitar shaped studs in my earlobes. There've been plenty of times that Axel's caused me to zone out and I've hit the side of my head on the desk, effectively stabbing my head. As the teacher started talking, I laid my head down onto my arms. I closed my eyes to earn some much deserved rest.

After what felt like a few seconds, I opened my eyes to find that everyone had left. Well, almost everyone. A hand rested on my shoulder and I could sense who it was, just from their touch. I bit my lip and resisted the urge to shudder as he spoke.

"You're not exactly stealthy when you look at me y'know." I winced as I felt the warmth of his breath on my ear. I felt him smirk as his hand started to rub my shoulder. "It's okay, I think it's cute. Relax, I'm not gonna do anything you won't like." I was shaking. Whether it was from fear or joy, I wasn't sure. He moved away from my ear and his other hand copied its twin and began to massage my shoulders. I began to relax as he ran his hands up and down my arms. It felt like tiny fireworks were going off in a trail behind his hand. I sighed, leaning back in my seat, and closed my eyes.

The relaxation turned into a daze, in which I paid no mind to the fact that I was in school or that this was practically the best moment of my life. All I knew was that I was happy and Axel was the cause. There was soft pressure on my lips and I cracked an eye open to find that Axel had leaned over and was kissing me.

My mind screamed at me that he was probably using me, that he would only throw me away after he got what he wanted, but I didn't care. This was happening and I would enjoy it as long as it lasted. After it was over, we'd just act like nothing ever happened, as much as it would break my heart.

Pushing him back, I stood up. He looked at me questioningly and I only smiled in response as I moved him in front of my seat and pushed him into it. I straddled his waist; arms draped around his neck, and kissed him again. Our teeth clicked against each other, but it was fine. I liked that we didn't fit together; it was like we were twisting fate to suit our own wills and I loved it. Axel's tongue slipped into my mouth and coaxed mine into action. He groaned deeply as my tongue wrapped around the ball pierced through his and gently tugged on it.

We pulled apart, panting and holding onto the moment, as Axel held my hips. I pulled my shirt off as the red-head rubbed my sides. He repeatedly bit my chest and licked over the sore spots, soothing them a little. It almost seemed like he cared, but I kicked that thought away before I could begin to like it too much.

We rocked against each other and moaned. Our hips sped up and slowed down, both satisfying and teasing. I repositioned myself, moving so I was barely kneeling on the seat, finding that it brought me more leverage and a bigger dosage of the delicious friction. The hands on my hips moved to my ass and the new placement was used to pull me closer and move me at a new angle. Everything began to speed as we reached the end. The world turned black and it was only us. Suddenly, white flashed and I felt my boxers become sticky and wet. Axel groaned and his face contorted in pleasure, I could tell he was cumming.

"Gods, that was awesome." I smiled and giggled as he pulled me against his chest. I blushed at the realization of what just happened. "I'll love you forever Demyx. Demyx. Demyx." He kept repeating my name and I realized that it wasn't his voice. I frowned as someone shook me violently.

"Demyx, get up!" I squeaked and sat up when my teacher yelled at me.

"It was….all a dream?" I murmured and my teacher scoffed.

"Yes it was and I would like if you didn't make a habit of dreaming in my class.

"I'm sorry . Uhmm, may I go to the bathroom?" I asked, noticing the problem my rather nice dream had left me with.

"Yes, you may." I quickly made my way to the bathroom.

Little did I know, I was being followed.