Control
by Peorth Undead
(I do not own Kingdom Hearts characters they are owned by Disney and Square Enix. I make no money off of the writing of this material, only enjoyment of practicing and reviews which I hope I receive. Flames will be directed at Axel.)
Explanations
Zexion hated not having control. Being the Cloaked Schemer he supposed it was in his nature. So when Axel tried to abduct him into a darkened room, for who knows what, Zexion never appreciated, and left the pyro thinking he was still there. Or when Xigbar tried to get him drunk, he ended up on the floor passed out and Zexion ended up with a wet cloak, from the alcohol he spilled so he didn't loose control. Or when Xaldin clearly tried to pin him to the wall forcing the younger male to use his Lexicon. The list, Zexion discovered one day was far too long to ignore it. Most every organization member had tried some sort of domination over him.
The bluenette had to act.
So he went to the Superior. List of complaints in his hand, eyes hard he looked at Xemnas. The Superior looked bored, at every complaint he had. Finally Xemnas held a hand up. "Six, do you want me to show you why they do this?"
"Superior?" Zexion asked a bit perturbed.
Xemnas disappeared, from the Schemer's view but so was everything else when he felt his head get hit from behind and he fell to the floor dizzy. He struggled as he felt his body be forced so that his rear was in the air. "Reason one, you deny them what they want, but do not try to deter them." He pulled Zexion's hands behind his back..
Zexion tried to get out of the compromising position, but Xemnas had placed himself between the younger Nobody's legs. "Superior...please stop this."
The arms were tied, Zexion was certain of that. And he felt the other man lean over him, "they like the challenge Zexion." and Zexion went stiff as he felt a slick wet tongue around the rim of his ear. "You are the single member of the organization who lives completely in the shadows. The hardest to attain...control. You know one of your nick names?" he asked as Zexion struggled to move. His knees starting to kill him, he needed to get up. "The shadow puppeteer. Not even I have the supreme mastery of the darkness that you do."
"Superior stop it." it was an order.
"I'm your superior Zexion, I order you around." he answered coldly as the cloak was pulled away from Zexion's lower torso, a hand touched the seem of the now exposed pants and found its way down to Zexion's crotch. "And you will listen to what I am saying. You have control Zexion, but you have never had any control on any of them in sexual contexts."
"Xemnas..." Zexion said in a warring tone.
The platinum hair of the superior, tickled the ivory skin of the annoyed nobody. And deeply tanned fingers forced their way into Zexion's mouth. "So they want to have some measure of control on you. And I would not bite my fingers I can make things quite unpleasant for you if you do. Suck them Six." Zexion hesitated, unsure on what to do, he was starting to feel warm. His pants were feeling tight under the superiors ministrations on his trapped genitalia. "Now then, they want some measure of control, and this is the only place where you have never asserted your dominance. So you have two choices, assert your dominance or let yourself be dominated." the superior was thrusting his three fingers that tasted heavily of salt in and out of his mouth. Then the touch vanished from his bulge and the angered bluenette nearly whimpered. And then the reason Xemnas' hand left was made apparent, when it started to unbutton and unzip his pants. The tight leather pants were pulled down and the hand returned, cupping Zexion's balls lightly, "you can say that you're like something illegal. It makes you more desirable." Then the long fingers wrapped around Zexion's erection and started pumping. Zexion made a strangling sound, as it was a painfully slow place and so much more intense against the bare skin.
"Nyg..." Zexion panted. The fingers were removed from the mouth of Zexion, and he gasped, Xemnas moved his index finger first into Zexion's Anus. "N...no...pl....please X...Xemnas!"
"Relax." Xemnas commanded slowly pushing it all the way in, still pumping Zexion. He pulled it out again, then pushed it back, causing Zexion to whimper in pain. Xemnas was leaning over the youngest of the original six, he nibbled on his ear as he added the second.
"Superior...p...please....st...st...stop!" he cried out trying to get himself away from him, his eyes jamming tightly shut trying to keep some dignity and keeping the tears at bay.
Xemnas ignored the pleas of the younger nobody and he shoved his third finger in stretching him, preparing him, despite the struggling. Then Xemnas brushed his prostate gently, and a surprised moan came out of the boy. "You see Zexion, this is what they want to see, you out of your element, out of control." And he brushed it again as the bluenette arched back unintentionally trying to get Xemnas to touch that spot again. The man smiled at him, letting a small laugh leave his lips.
Zexion blushed and tried to scowl, his blue eyes still tightly shut, and he tried to get back control, but, the Cloaked Schemer found out, it was impossible. Each time the superior rubbed that spot, he thought he could almost see stars and he needed more, and he felt the burning and need for release building. Embarrassed he bit his lip trying to cut off the sounds he was making, but it was useless, the strangled sounds of pleasure as Xemnas hit that spot, over and over again, and the attention that the older Nobody was giving to his manhood was making him writhe and shiver. Shamefully Zexion started to move into it, his body needed release, and needed it now. He whimpered and unintelligibly pleaded.
"And this my dear Cloaked Schemer is what they want, total submission from you. They want total control." And Xemnas smiled as Zexion emptied himself onto the superior's floor, all over his hands and collapsed into a heap making a mess of his robes as well. Xemnas stood up and left him, Zexion's eyes didn't follow him. "Six, make sure to clean yourself and this space up before you leave. I don't like a dirty office."
