The Organization was tough. It was a fact. Not much could scare them, but there was always once a year that they would flee their castle in fear of another member. Demyx would remain behind, anything but sober.

The Organization also knew that they couldn't leave Demyx behind while he drank and drank.

"Who's staying behind?" Xemnas asked the group, minus Demyx.

"His fault," Saix retorted.

Larxene looked annoyed. "What, nobody wants to stay to protect him?"

The eleven looked at her. "You?" they voiced.

She took a step back in fear. "Me?"

Luxord sighed and rose from his seat in the back of the room. "I'll stay."

"What? Again?" Xemnas inquired.

"I have a book to read," he added to remain dignified.

Demyx smiled and popped the top of his first bottle of beer and began guzzling it. Luxord looked up from his book as the bottle was tossed aside. "That's not healthy."

"So?"

"You always do this. Why?"

"You always stay. Why?" he responded shortly, opening a second bottle and starting to drink it.

Luxord shook his head and resumed reading his book. He knew why he would stay, and it wasn't for the reading time. Plus, he couldn't say it. The younger blonde would get furious since he was always too drunk at the time to ever remember.

Another bottle dropped.

Five minutes later a third.

Then a fourth.

Demyx crawled over on his hands and knees and forced Luxord's book down, eyes running up the man's body. Demyx took the book out of the gambler's hands and tossed it aside as he had done with the beer bottles.

"Let's do it. Right here, right now."

Luxord smirked. "And… if I decline?"

Demyx grinned, his cheeks completely flushed. "I guess I have no choice but to do it myself."

Demyx unzipped his fellow Nobody's pants and smiled. Blue boxers tonight. Demyx's favorite color.

Luxord took hold off Demyx's hands and smiled back. "I said, if I declined tonight?" Having no intention of denying the boy for long, he let go of the hands.

"I'll force that erection if it's the lass thing I do."

Luxord rose from his seat, pant's still unzipped, and began to walk towards the younger blonde's room. Demyx was way too fun when drunk. That's why he chose to stay behind every time. "Let's head to your room." After all, Luxord had learned that after sex, the other male would fall asleep. This was the easiest way to let him sleep undisturbed until morning. This way, he'd be asleep in his own bed.

Demyx grinned sheepishly and remained flushed. "Then-"

"Then, I'll let you try to 'force that erection.' Okay?"

"Ooh, I'll win zis time!"

Luxord smirked in front of him, hiding it from Demyx. "And if you do?" the gambler said, loving to make everything into a bet, especially with Demyx. Especially when the lad was drunk, which only happened once a year.

"If I do, ya make out with meh tomorrow in front of the Organization."

Shocked by this, the man began to protest. "But you'll be…" Sober. How could that work? Demyx wouldn't expect it… "Fine."

"And if ya don't get unn, I'll… I'll have sex wid a water clone."

Luxord blushed at this and thought about it. Demyx on Demyx… he never considered it… but it might be worth watching. He shook his head to get impure thoughts out, despite the fact anything he thought about Demyx was impure.

As the two walked into Demyx's room, Luxord already felt hard after thinking about two Demyxes.

He gently lie down and smiled faintly at Demyx. His favorite part about New Years was now. "Time to get to work if you want those kisses tomorrow."

Demyx straddled the man and smiled down at him as he gently raised the man's shirt up and began to kiss it. He looked up and grinned like a devil. "Happy New Years."

Those three words in that tone coming from a face like that was all it took to get one.