Here is my Zemyx Christmas tale sorry it's up later than I wanted but oh well. Hope you like it so far. It will be in two parts. And of course there is a lemon so you've been warned ^-^
I owe a big thanks to Sammy-Dee who came up with the fourth gift idea. ^_^
Then worked through the gifts that followed with me to create what you are about to read.
For those of you who have read "A Zemyx Valentine's Day" I've brought them back for a second holiday!
Disclaimer: I own nothing having to do with Kingdom Hearts
"Zexy's 12 Days of Christmas"
A Zemyx Two Shot
It was twelve days before Christmas and Demyx was as excited as a five year old on Christmas morning. He'd been planning these twelve days out for the past two months after teaching the school band The Twelve Days of Christmas. In the middle of the second practice the idea came to him. He decided he would give Zexion a present each day up until Christmas starting with today, the twelfth day before.
The first present was the easiest. The last four months they'd been working 16 to 18 hour days 6 to 7 days a week due to Christmas orders so Demyx arranged for them to both have the night off and he made Zexy his favorite meal, lasagna. He rented two of his favorite movies and even bought stuff for chocolate sundaes for later in the evening. It didn't seem like much but he knew his quiet "I like a simple life" Zexy would love it.
He told Zexy he had to meet the caterer to go over the final details for their Christmas party so he could leave without him suspecting anything. Ever since Valentine's Day every time Demy left early Zexy got a wicked grin on his face and wondered if there would be a surprise waiting when he got home. A few times there really was, he had to keep his lover on his toes after all.
Giggling at the memory of Easter when Zexy came home to Demyx cooking dinner in nothing but bunny ears and a big fluffy cotton ball tail. Needless to say dinner got a little over cooked and they ended up ordering out. Today there was no cute outfit or barely there outfit for Zexy to admire but Demy didn't have to be in costumes to turn his blue haired beauty on. Nope all he had to do was love him, and kiss him. He absolutely loved that they could still drive each other crazy with just a kiss. Oh but Zexy was such a great kisser, he knew just how to move his tongue and play with Demy's lips. He would nip, lick, and suck until Demy was panting and hard desperate for more then he would chuckle in that low smoky sex voice of his and Demy would be lost in passion. The sound of the door opening pulled him from his thoughts though his body didn't snap back quite so fast. The thought of Zexion's kiss had made him hard, he adjusted himself and went to meet his man at the door.
"I'm home Dems and I smell something wonderful!" Zexy announced.
Demyx walk into the living room or rather bounced into the living room with a smile that could light up the midnight sky. "Hi Zexy! Yes I made your favorite, lasagna for dinner." He confirmed then kissed and hugged him before taking his coat and hanging it on the hook.
Smiling, because Demy just did that to him, he asked, "And what has earned me such a wonderful treat?" His arms were back around the blonde as he waited for his answer.
"Well during the second practice session with the school band I came up with a great idea for Christmas this year. They were in the middle of 'The twelve Days of Christmas' and…" Zexy's eyes widened. "And today is the twelfth day before Christmas so you get your first gift." He explained giving Zex a toothy grin.
"You're giving me twelve presents between now and Christmas Day?"
"Yep, isn't that awesome! I can't wait to give them all to you. This is going to be so fun!" His excitement was palpable and Zexy couldn't help but adore him for it.
"Dems that's too much, you don't have to do that for me. Just having you is all I need for Christmas."
Demy hugged him tight and with his voice muffled in Zexy's neck he answered, "It's because you say things like that that I want to do stuff like this for you. Our life together is so perfect and so magical that I want to celebrate it whenever we can. I love doing things for you and giving you things to show you that I still appreciate you and what we have." He was quiet for a moment, "And because it's fun!" his grin was back.
Zexy smiled and shook his head. "You are a wonderfully, sweet, caring and sexy man you know that Demyx. God I love you so much." he leaned in and kissed the grin right off his face, he didn't stop until he had him moaning and writhing against his body.
Forcing himself to pull away, "Mmm uh uh…no," panting, "I have an evening of calm relaxation planned for you starting with dinner. Come on everything is ready." he took Zexy's hand and led him to the dining room.
"But making love to you always relaxes me." Zexy teased knowing how those words would affect his sexy blonde.
Demyx bit his bottom lip but kept on to the dining room with determination. "We will have this dinner, while it's still hot." He added before Zexy could suggest otherwise. "Here we go," he said with pride and once Zexy looked at the room he knew why.
There were tall candles lit at one end of the table where there were also two place settings. He had the lights low and everything set for a romantic dinner. Zexy smiled, hugged Demy from behind and kissed his neck. "It looks wonderful Baby, thank you."
"That's not all there is," he giggled when Zexy gave him a curious look. "I also rented two of your favorite Christmas movies for us to watch after dinner." He ushered him to his seat and began serving the food.
"Wow Dems this really is perfect, but what about the shop?"
"Covered. Everything that's supposed to ship tomorrow is completed and I gave the second shift the night off so they could go shopping for gifts. They were very happy about that. So you see, no one will be interrupted our evening and the work at the shop is caught up. Tonight is for you to relax and enjoy." He picked up his fork and waited for Zexy to do the same but he didn't pick his fork up just yet. He sat looking at Demyx as if he'd sprouted a second head.
"You've thought of everything," Zexy leaned over, took his face gently in his hands and kissed him long, soft, and with all of the love and passion he felt for his beautiful man. "You're wonderful, I love you Baby."
Demyx sighed contentedly and smiled, "I love you too sweety."
Zexy picked up his fork and they proceeded to enjoyed their meal, movies, and especially their sundaes. Zexy just couldn't let the evening go by without making love so when it came time for sundaes he chose to create his on Demy. This of course meant he also had to eat his off of Demy. He was very creative in his use of syrup and whip cream and removing it by not using his hands. He suspected his Christmas present was a shared one by the way Demy was yelling his name before he came.
ooOoo
The next day Zexion had trouble concentrating. No matter what he did to try to occupy his mind and be productive he kept going back to wondering what his present would be that day. He tried to fool himself into believing it wasn't a big deal but after last night he couldn't help but be excited. Demy walking around with a shit eating grin on his face was not helping Zexy's concentration. So here he was looking at the clock for the fifteenth time.
Demy was even more excited about tonight's gift than he was yesterday's. Tonight he would be presenting a gift that was a bone deep passion to his Zexy. It is something that he had been searching for ever since before they'd even met, and Demy just happened to stumble on it at an estate sale he and Sora had gone to a few weeks ago. He couldn't believe his luck and because it was an estate sale the people didn't really understand how valuable it was so he got it for a fraction of the true value. He suspected that would thrill Zexy as much as the gift did. They drove together today so the car ride home would be interesting. Zexy tried guessing what it was in the shower this morning, on the way here, at lunch and Demy was sure he would continue his inquisition on the way home. He smiled at the thought, torturing him like this was truly fun.
At ten minutes to five Zexy came stalking into the office. "It's time to go home Dems. Are you ready to go?" he stood looking very impatient.
Demyx couldn't help but grin at his always in control Zexy suddenly a losing it a bit, and all over the gift he was going to give him. "Are you in a hurry?" he asked then giggled.
Zexy growled but the corners of his mouth quirked up a little before he could stop himself. "What do you think? Come on let's go, I want to get home." He practically whined.
That's when he knew that this had been the best Christmas gift idea he'd had for Zexy and the next 11 days would be as great as he'd imagined they would be. "Okay, okay I'm ready geez. You're so cute when you're impatient." He chuckled and just dodged Zexy grabbing him to do he wasn't sure but he thought it was safer to avoid it at the moment.
"Come here." Zexion ordered. Demy obeyed and was rewarded with a mind numbing, knee weakening kiss. "That's for whatever you got me."
"But how do you know you'll even like it?" He asked breathlessly.
"Because you got it for me and nobody knows me the way you do so anything you get me will be something I like." He smirked, grabbed his hand and pulled him out the door, through the main office, the workshop to the car where he unlocked the door for him and then opened it and shut it once Demyx was seated.
"So does that kiss mean I don't get one when you open your gift?"
"So it's a gift I have to open this time then." Zexy said.
Apparently he was still trying to guess what it was he got for him and Demy was enjoying every second of it. His stoic Zexy brimming with excitement over receiving a gift. It was priceless. He was thinking about making this a new tradition. To get this much excitement out of his scholar was worth all of the planning and the cost he'd gone through ten times over as far as he was concerned.
"You know that damn grinning has not helped me today at all." Zexy growled which only served to make Demyx grin wider.
"I'm sorry but you're just so cute when you're excited like this. I don't think I've ever seen you like this and it is absolutely adorable. That's not a term I get to use to describe you often, um actually, never. So I can't stop grinning 'cause I know I did good and you're really enjoying this and that my love makes me very happy."
"Oh I see, so this is all for you then?" he teased as they pulled into the driveway and then the garage.
Demyx giggled and nodded, "Yeah I guess it kind of is."
Zexy stopped and looked at him, "You know something Demy, we have been together for almost nine years now. At some point most couples get used to each other and start taking everything for granted. But you work so hard at making everyday seem like our first again that I am ever surprised by you. I don't know if there is anyone who can make things so comfortable and familiar yet always fresh and new like you always manage to do. How did I get so lucky that I ended up with you as my other half?" He took both of Demy's hands in his leaned in and kissed him softly. Demy actually blushed.
"Zex, I just like to show you how much I love you. It's not a big deal." He shrugged.
"And it's because you say things like that that I love you so much. Now can I have my gift please?" he pleaded like a little boy.
"Yes you may." Demy giggled again as Zexy unlocked the door. Demyx bolted inside to get his present. By the time Zexy was inside with his shoes off and keys on the table the blonde was standing in the living room with a wrapped box in his hands, his eyes sparkling and a grin stretched across his face.
"Come on, come on I thought you wanted your present." He sat on the couch at patted the cushion next to him motioning for Zexy to sit down.
Zexy plopped down next to Demy and put his hands out waiting for his present to be handed to him. Demy turned on the couch and sat cross legged with the gift on his legs and smiled. When Demy just sat smiling and didn't hand it to him he got to his knees and leaned in, forcing the blonde to lean back. Zexy leaned more so Demy was forced to lay back. Zexy settled over the top of him with the gift pressed between them.
"It's going to be a little hard to give you the present like this," Demy giggled.
"That's true but it will make it oh-so-easy for me to take advantage of you." Zexy chuckled then covered Demy's mouth with his own. Soft, warm lips meshed and fused. Demy let go of the gift which was now trapped between them but neither man seemed to notice as the kiss deepened, hands wandered and threaded into silky hair. Moans escaped, their tongues dancing in a sensual choreography that they had created from years of being together; both knowing what the other liked, craved, needed.
Zexy adjusted his position and pulled the gift from between them needing to feel his lover's body pressed to his. He placed his legs on either side of Demy's still crossed legs and lined their groins up just right. The jeans they both wore keeping the contact restricted causing a wonderful, torturous just enough to feel but not enough to grind contact, that made them both groan in pleasure and frustration. The teasing contact made Zexion so hard his shaft was scraping painfully against the rough denim even with his silk boxers between them. His hands slid from all that blonde silk to Demy's lean body, down and over his well defined chest and abs searching out the hem of his shirt. He snaked his hands under the cotton material and back up that glorious torso to his already hard nipples. He plucked and rolled and tweaked those hard pearls all while continuing the sensual movements of his tongue in the moist heat of Demy's mouth.
Demy arched into his touch, trembled as his hands traveled up and down his heated body. He unfolded his legs, planted his feet on the couch and began rolling his hips as he attempted to make better contact with their incredibly hard members. He was so aroused that he could feel the pre-cum leaking from his engorged head that had made its way over the waist of his low riders. Each rub of denim sent a new wave of shivers throughout his body. Every slide over Zexy's exposed flesh from his shirt riding up his stomach made Demy moan. Zexy's body was as heated as his own the two were like two sticks being rubbed together to create fire and Demy felt sure that at any minute they would both ignite. He yelled out as his nipples were pinched and pulled roughly. He heard Zexy moan his pleasure at Demy's response to his ministration. He grabbed the bluenette's hips pressing his body harder to his. It wasn't enough. He pulled and tugged at the zipper of the pants getting in his way until he had them open. Demy shoved his hands between silk and flesh and sighed in relief just to have Zexy's firm cheeks in his palms. He kneaded and squeezed then started running the middle finger of one hand up and down the crease between.
Zexy broke the kiss when Demy shoved his hands into his pants, he knew what was coming and the knowledge had his cock weeping fluid in continual spurts as he worked his way down his lover's jaw to his neck where he settled on his pulse and licked, sucked, and bit at the flesh protecting it. He rocked and ground his hips down pushing against Demy as hard as possible but the jeans between them left him wonton and aching. When he felt that strong finger slide up and down his crease he arched squeezing the digit between his cheeks. He pushed his hands up Demy's body dragging his shirt with him. Demy pulled his hands away long enough to allow his shirt to be removed then pushed them back inside Zexy's pants and into his crease, now however both hands had fingers running back and forth over his rim. The puckered flesh quivered with need every time it was crossed. Zexy straightened his legs urging Demy to push his pants off to which he complied eagerly by pushing them to his thighs then taking over with his feet to get them off his legs completely. As they were being pushed down Demy rocked his body causing Zexy's too hard cock to be rubbed, pushed and smashed against demy's fly.
Zexy decided he wasn't the only one that should be without his pants so he roughly pulled open Demy's pants and shoved his hand inside. He gripped Demy's shaft firmly wasting no time he started stroking the huge silk covered steel in his hand.
"Get my pants off." Demy growled. Zexy smiled and obeyed, this was yet another thing he loved about Demy. When it came to sex there were times he was the dominant and oh did he know how to dominate. Zexy's penis wept more fluid begging for release, it was denied, and as if in protest stiffened more. Zexy groaned at the increasing pain his erection caused. He worked Demy's pants down his thighs and off then tossed them to the side. He took time to admire the lean muscles in his calves and thighs. Then slowly drifted his gaze up to Demy's glorious manhood, his shaft was long and thick with bulging veins and his head was perfectly shaped with the rim just slightly wider then his shaft so it got caught on Zexy's teeth when he slid him in and out of his mouth, his mouth that was now watering. He needed to taste him, to feel him glide in and out of his mouth and down his throat.
Demyx watched as Zexy dragged his pants down and off his body then drank him in with his eyes like he'd never seen his body before and it made his heart skip a beat. To have him look at him like this every time he made slow love to him always rocked him to his core. He watched as Zexy studied his legs and hips eventually working to his sex and when he licked his lips and his eyes glazed over Demy knew what was coming next and he was eager and ready. His cock jumped and pulsed in anticipation as Zexy slowly crawled up his legs and placed a slow lick from his base to tip then back down again. He threw his head back and grabbed at the arm of the couch nearly tearing the fabric off the wood. He threw his legs around Zexy's body when he was swallowed to the hilt. No lover he had before Zexy had ever been able to take him in like this. At over ten inches and as wide as he was it wasn't easy but Zexy made it look that way. He rocked his hips moving in and out of the tight hot sheath Zexy created with his mouth. He cursed softly as his release began to rise and just as he thought it would be too late Zexy stopped and pulled off him leaving him panting and his penis pulsating and jumping wildly. He had brought him just to the brink and stopped so Demy's entire body vibrated with need. With shaky hands he pulled his man up to his mouth and kissed him deeply tasting himself.
In one quick move he had Zexy's smaller body trapped beneath him. He spread his shorter legs using his thighs then pressed down onto the smaller body lining up their groins as he did. He gritted his teeth and buried his face against Zexy's neck as he rocked his hips running his and Zexy's cocks alongside each other creating friction that seemed to increase the heat of their bodies by fifty degrees.
"God damn it Demy please I need you inside me, I can't take much more." His hips jerked and bucked up into Demy's body making the contact that much better. Demy kissed his neck then grabbed skin between his teeth and nipped. Zexy yelled out and shot out enough pre cum to slick Demy's shaft up.
Demy kissed the sting away where he'd bitten down then placed a necklace of kisses around the back of Zexy's neck as he slowly turned his body and rolled him to his stomach. He slid his hand under him and splayed it over his abdomen then gently pulled his lower body up. Zexy's hardness was jumping hitting the back of his hand so he took that hardness into his palm and with an almost cruel slowness stroked it. Zexy was whimpering now with his forehead pressed to the couch and the top of his head pressed up against the arm. He heard the snap of the lube cap then felt the cool gel being spread over his anus and as he pumped his cock excruciatingly slow he pushed his gel slicked finger into his body at the same speed. Zexy tried pushing back on that finger, forcing it deep but Demyx had his thighs pinned in place with his own thighs so he had to take it. He had to feel that finger slide in a centimeter at a time as his shaft was tugged on a slow steady inch at a time. Finally he was in to his palm but he began to slowly circle that finger making Zexy's channel pulsate and spasm as he teased the walls and came so close to his prostate it hinted at being touched but not quite it was just enough to again torture.
"Fuck Demy PLEASE!" he begged as his body wound so tight he thought he might pop some vessels. His heart was pounding against his ribs so hard he thought they would crack and his cock was so hard it felt as though the skin would to split. He was trembling uncontrollably then Demy added a second finger and this time let Zexy slam down on them. He yelled out again as he made those long fingers hit his sweet spot, but it was the anticipation of having Demy's huge hard cock inside him that had his brain muffled and his body thrumming in need. He pleaded on a breathless whisper, "Demy please?"
Demy was in as desperate a need as Zexy but he was waiting for that last desperate plea to allow himself the pleasure of his lover's tight, perfect ass. A plea that just came and when those barely audible words past Zexy's lips a jolt of arousal shot down Demy's spine and outward to every limb. Hands still shaking he placed his head at Zexy's entrance. He meant to enter him slowly, torture him as he'd just done but once his head hit that hot flesh that pulsated and grabbed at his soft head he shoved inside getting almost halfway before being able to stop himself. "Fuck Zex I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?"
Zexy's ass was in the air his hands gripped the arm of the couch so hard his fingers were white. His head was pressed between his arms up tight against the arm of the couch. "NO! I'm … okay … don't … stop … go … fast…hard…please!"
He didn't need to be told twice, he thrust in to the hilt and Zexy's body clamped tight around him trapping him in place until it adjusted to his huge size. Demy dug his nails into Zexy's hips as he was forced to wait to move. Once he felt his channel settle a little he started moving. His legs almost gave out as he pulled out the first time the pleasure was so intense. Zexy's body did not want to let him go, his channel wrapped so tight around him that Demy's skin was being pulled as he worked himself out and there wasn't much movement left since his cock was already so engorged his skin was stretched taut. The combination created a searing friction even with the lube he'd applied. He pushed back in grunting as sweat beads broke out along his forehead from the strain of controlling his release.
Zexy had his eyes clamped shut and his hands clamped so tight on the couch he couldn't feel his fingers anymore. Demy had him stretched to his limit in both width and length and again he was moving in that agonizingly slow motion making his body scream in protest and shake uncontrollably with need as he brought him to a height of arousal that had him struggling to breathe. He wanted to beg him to go faster but he couldn't form words. He wanted to reach back and grab his thighs but he was afraid if he moved he would collapse. All he could do was moan and writhe and hold on for the slow ride Demy was forcing him to take.
When he pulled back leaving only his head inside Zexy screamed out from the pleasure/pain the abrupt change caused. Before his scream was finished Demy thrust back in stretching him all over again making his channel burn and spasm. His body turned to steel, every muscle tensed ready for his release. He couldn't think, couldn't speak, he felt Demyx lay his body over him and his arms hugged his waste. He started kissing his way between Zexy's shoulder blades as he continued to pump slow and deep into him, hitting his core, rubbing his sweet spot then pulling out again. His breath was hot along Zexy neck as he struggled for air just as Zexy was doing. He kissed his nape. Zexy felt Demy's hand slide down his abs and take hold of his neglected cock. With the first stroke he road over the edge in what started as a slow flowing wave of pleasure until Demy thrust hard one more time and Zexy's body exploded. His orgasm sending hot semen shooting from his slit hitting him in the chest and face. He heard Demy moan his name and felt his orgasm hit seconds later as he filled him thrust after thrust with jets of his hot seed.
Once Zexy came Demy let himself go over with an orgasm so powerful he saw white spots before his eyes and feared he would pass out but he held on. He felt Zexy trembling beneath him and moved to the floor pulling Zexy down on top of him. "Are you okay?" he asked holding him tight in his arms.
"Mhmm, more than okay. Look I even formed a whole sentence. Was afraid that ability was gone." He chuckled.
Demy giggled, "That was incredible. Maybe it's the magic of Christmas." He grinned when Zexy looked up at him and shook his head.
"I don't think that's what's meant by that phrase." He smiled back and kissed him gently. "Now where is my present?" Demy frowned then moved a little and pulled it out from under him.
"So that's what was poking me in the ass."
They sat up with Zexy settled on Demy's lap he handed him the gift. "Here you go I was a little surprised that you molested me before you got your gift." He laughed.
"I couldn't help it I had the sudden need to make love to you. You looked so sexy sitting there grinning urging me to sit beside you." He smirked and started opening his gift.
Demy quietly waited for his reaction, he was sure he would love it but he wanted to see his face light up when he saw what it was. Zexy removed all the wrapping and stared in utter shock as he read the title and took in the leather cover and thread bound spine. He turned and faced Demyx then back at the book in his hands and read the title one more time. This time he read it out loud, "The Raven and Other Poems. Published in 1845. A collection of poetry by Edgar Allen Poe. Demy where did you find this? How did you…how much did you pay for it? My God Demyx it's, you're, I can't believe…" he threw his arms around the blonde's neck hugging him until he thought he might pass out. Then he pulled back just far enough to kiss him soundly then he hugged him again. "I don't know what I did to deserve you but I thank the heavens everyday for bringing me such a beautiful soul. Thank you Demyx, thank you, thank you, thank you."
His heart floated as he saw how happy Zexy was with the book. Making his Zexy happy was one of his favorite things to do. "You'll love this. I found it at an estate sale where the people didn't realize how rare it was. I offered fifty dollars and they jumped on it." He puffed his chest in pride.
"No way, you really got it for fifty dollars! His eyes were opened wide.
"Yep I sure did, I knew you'd be proud of me for that."
"And you were absolutely right. I am proud of you! Nice job and damn Demy this is so amazing. I feel bad only getting you gifts on Christmas now. I feel like I need to get you a present for each of these days too."
"No, no I don't want you to do that. I am enjoying this so much. Please just let me finish it the way I have it planned okay?" Demy asked in earnest.
Zexy couldn't deny him his wish. "Okay my Sweet, I won't mess with your plan, I promise." He crossed his heart and Demy's face lit up.
"Thank you." Demy kissed him settling his hand on Zexy's still naked hip and couldn't stop his body from responding.
"Why Demy my love, are you ready for another go? I know I am." He chuckled and nibbled on the blonde's ear.
"Oh yeah, I can definitely handle another round." He went to put Zexy on his back but was quickly stopped.
"Uh uh, it's my turn to top." With that he rolled Demy to his stomach and went to work tasting him from head to toe.
ooOoo
The next morning Zexy woke up to a smirking blond sitting cross legged and looking at him. He stretched as he took inventory of where he was sore and noted it was in all the right places. "Good morning my love." He purred. Then he noticed a gift lying on the bed beside him. He bolted upright, "I get my present in the morning today?" he asked eagerly.
"Yep, I think this is something you could take to work with you today." Demyx grinned playfully and pushed the gift closer to him.
Zexy pulled it onto his lap and tore at the paper revealing a plain brown box. He tossed the paper to the side and worked the lid off, he set the lid to the side and pushed aside the tissue paper to gaze upon an antique instrument called a Lute. It was a guitar-like instrument that originated during the Renaissance time period. "It's magnificent Dems. How old is it?" he asked as he gently ran his hand along the old worn finish on the wood body.
"I have a Certificate of Authenticity dating it between 1435-1455." He showed him the certificate and Zexy did that staring thing again.
"Demy if the first three gifts you've given me are considered little gifts to you what on Earth could the next nine gifts be?"
Demy gave him another toothy grin, "Guess you'll find out soon enough."
"Come here," Zexy ordered. Demy moved over by him and was swiftly pulled into a wonderful hug and thoroughly kissed. "I love you Dems." He whispered in his ear.
"I know and I love you too." Demy replied.
Zexy pulled back, "Come on let's get ready. I can't wait to get this under the scope to see how much of its original material was preserved. Thank you Baby this is incredible." He kissed him again quickly before jumping off the bed with the lute still in his grasp. Demyx smiled, you've done good so far Dems, he thought to himself as he got off the bed to join Zexy in the shower. He whistled on his way into the bathroom as he thought about what he was getting Zexy tomorrow. He was particularly excited about that one.
ooOoo
"So since I didn't get a gift this morning I assume it I will have to wait until tonight again?" Zexy asked as they drove to the shop.
"Yep, this one will be after work. Speaking of which, I have to leave early today." Demy grinned then giggled.
"Okay, but how are you going to get home? We're driving in together."
"Sora and Riku are going to pick me up this afternoon to help me get everything together so it will be ready when you get home." He explained as he looked out the side window. He didn't want to see the expression on Zexy's face. He knew if he looked at him and saw his curious little boy expression he wouldn't be able to keep his mouth closed. Demy had grown to love that expression over the past few days but had also realized that it weakened his resolve and he suspected Zexion had discovered this too.
"You need help to get this gift? I can't even begin to narrow down the possibilities of what this one could be." He narrowed his eyes at the back of Demy's head. "You're really enjoying torturing me like this aren't you." He meant for it to sound as if he were irritated but even he could hear the humor in his accusation.
Demy turned to him, his face lit up with amusement, and nodded, "I really do!" he chuffed. Zexy pulled into their parking space and grabbed him by the nape of his neck pulling him into a sweet, tender kiss.
"Come on let's get to work." He growled with a smirk. Then opened the door and got out waiting for Demy to do the same and walk around the car to him. He took his hand and they walked inside.
Zexy spent another afternoon watching the minutes tick by at a snail's pace. At least this time he was able to get some work done. The lute Demy had gotten him to restore was a beautiful piece of craftsmanship and Zexy lost himself in the task of restoring it to its former glory. Just as he was sure Demyx knew he would do. Zexion had been stressed out from the demand of this year's Christmas orders and restoring the lute was a perfect way to refocus and relax. Demyx would have known that he needed this distraction and of course he found it for him. He was such a beautiful man, inside and out. Zexy smiled whenever he thought about him and how happy he made him. Well usually made him, right now he still had an hour to wait before Demyx said he could go home and his anxiousness was beginning win out over the distraction. He grunted and went back to work on the lute.
Demyx was standing in the middle of the room with his hands on his hips deciding if he liked the latest arrangement. "I don't know guys are you sure this looks okay?"
"Yes." Riku and Sora said together as they leaned against the huge cage they had just moved for what seemed like the hundredth time.
"It looks good here." Sora added. "It makes it the focal point of the room and gives it a jungle sort of look."
"With it here he can still work his way around the whole room and get back inside from where ever he is." Riku continued.
"Yeah I guess you guys are right." He smiled, "Okay now we need to wrap it."
"What!" they again said together.
"How the hell are we supposed to wrap this thing?" Riku grumbled.
The cage was custom built, design to hold a 4 foot Monitor lizard comfortably. It was 8feet wide, 8 feet long, and 10 feet tall with glass on three sides and a thick wire mesh in the front. The front could be opened and laid down like a ramp for the lizard to get in and out easily. He had also redone their spare room to accommodate the reptile so he could have the whole room to himself and not just the cage. He had read that they need a lot of space to be happy so he had this room converted into a perfect habitat for him.
"And besides isn't he going to be here in like ten minutes?" Sora asked.
"No I told him not to get home until 5:30."
"Not Zexy, the lizard."
"Oh." Demy smiled sheepishly "Yeah they said they'd deliver him about 4:30."
"Then we don't have time." Riku said sounding relieved.
"Sure we do. There's plenty of time he'll be in a crate when he gets here and they said to let him settle down for about thirty minutes before we let him out." Demyx explained in his matter of fact way sporting his usually happy grin.
"Great" Riku grumbled again.
"Riku quit being such a Grinch." Sora chided. "I think this is a great gift and look at all the work he's put into it. Zexy will love this. You know how much he loves reptiles and he's fascinated with Monitor lizards for some bazaar reason."
"Yeah I know, he said it's because of how smart they are. It's a great gift and yet another way to make the rest of us look bad." He mumbled that last bit out but Demy caught it.
"Is that why you've been so grumpy? I wasn't trying to make you look bad you know. I just want to make Zexy happy." Demy said defensively.
"I know Dems, don't worry about it and no that's not why I've been grumpy. I've been grumpy because I've spent the last few hours hauling around a 200 pound cage, I'm tired, hungry, and thirsty. But most of all seeing Sora strain and sweat from the physical exertion has made me horny as hell so I want to get home and have my way with my little brunette." He waggled his brows and smirked at Sora.
"Riku!" Sora blushed a dark red.
Demy laughed, "Oh I see, well then by all means let's hurry this along." He snapped his fingers. "I got it! What if we wrap the door instead?"
"To the cage or the room?" Sora asked.
"To the room."
"That's a great idea." Riku replied, "And it won't take as long as trying to wrap this cage."
"Exactly, I'll go get the stuff." He left the room and Sora turned to Riku and smacked his arm.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"For talking about being horny." Sora glared at him.
"Why is that a problem? I always do that."
"Because now you made me horny."
Riku looked down and saw the evidence. He chuckled and pulled Sora hard against him. "I am truly sorry for that." Then he took his mouth in a forceful kiss that left the brunette weak kneed and dazed. "I will take care of that in a little while though," he kissed his neck then moved to his ear a whispered, "I promise."
Demyx stood in the doorway not wanting to interrupt Riku at his finest. When he was done and had Sora dazed and trembling, he finally spoke. "Wow now I'm horny." He chuckled. It was just what they all needed to lower the sexual tension that had kicked up in the room. Of course Sora was red as a beet but Riku always managed to make him blush. "This should only take a few minutes then you guys can head out okay. I really appreciate you helping me today."
"We know Dems that's why we we're glad to help. I can't wait to hear what his reaction was." Sora said as he grabbed the wrapping paper and handed one end to Riku. "Here put this up and over the top of the door."
Riku did as he was told. "Yeah Dems I don't mind helping you. Hell you're always the first to volunteer if anyone else needs help with something."
Sora cut the paper at floor length then handed the roll to Demyx, "Put this over the top of the door like Riku did."
Demy did as he was told and watched Sora repeat his steps. "Thanks guys."
Sora handed them each pieces of tape which they used to secure the paper to the door then Sora did the same at the bottom and they were done. Just then the doorbell rang. "Hey the lizard must be here." Demy announced and took off for the front door.
"We should stay and help him get it in the room, don't you think?" Riku asked Sora.
Sora smiled up at him, "I promise I won't ever tell anyone how sweet you really are." He got to his toes and gave him a peck on the lips.
Grinning back at him, "I'm counting on that." And they both headed in the direction Demy had just gone.
When they got to the living room they were met with the sight of Demy looking at an eight foot crate scratching his head looking very confused.
"What's wrong Demy?" Sora asked.
"Hm, maybe nothing but the lizard I picked out was only three feet long. He was still a baby. This crate looks awfully big for a three foot lizard don't you think?" he answered and glanced up at them then back to the crate. There was a sudden loud thump from inside the crate that made the crate jump along with the three men. That thump was followed by a very menacing hissing sound.
A wide eyed Sora looked at Demy, "I thought you said they were nice lizards? That didn't sound nice."
"That also didn't sound like a little three foot baby." Riku added.
"Maybe I should call the place I got it from."
"Yeah I think that's a very good idea. In the mean time do you have any weapons in case that thing breaks its way out of there?" and as if it heard him there was another thump. This time the crate moved even more. Sora jumped and grabbed onto Riku. Riku instinctively wrapped his arms around the smaller man to protect him.
"Maybe we should put it in the room in case it does manage to break out of there at least then it's contained to the room." Riku suggested. Sora nodded his agreement.
"How're we gonna move it though? That crate is huge." He asked Riku.
"Hm let me see how heavy it is." He stepped up to the box.
"Be careful." Sora whispered. Riku just turned and gave him a look that said "really?" then bent down and picked up one side. They could hear the reptile slide to the other end and hit the side of the crate and hiss.
Demyx watched as he spoke to the breeder. "No it's a ten foot crate."
"That's not right, your crate should only be four feet long." The breeder confirmed Demy's thoughts.
"Which is why I'm calling you, they gave me the wrong lizard. Could you call them and have them turn around so they could take this one back and give me mine." He asked.
"Uhm I'm afraid not sir."
"What do you mean, you're afraid not?" Demyx asked beginning to panic a little.
"Well you were the last delivery which means someone else has your lizard. I have to wait until my driver gets back here to find out what happened and since its Friday there won't be deliveries until Monday so you will have to keep that one until then."
"What? How can you do that? You're the one that messed this up and now I have to deal with having a… exactly how big is this one anyway?" he asked.
"I think you may have the male that I was giving to the reptile zoo which means it is almost seven feet long. I'm really sorry about this." He rushed to say.
"Yeah but not sorry enough to set up a special pick up to get him from here."
At this point Riku and Sora had managed to get the crate half way down the hall and Demy could hear the lizard hissing like crazy. "Is this one tame at all?" he asked.
"He's not completely wild but he is a bit temperamental so just be cautious around him."
"I don't intend to get anywhere near him I'm going to leave him in the crate!" Demy said.
"No! You can't do that…"
"Oh yes I can. There's no way in hell I'm letting that thing loose in my house. If I wanted a fricken alligator I would have bought one and if you're so worried about it you will find a way to exchange the two before Monday. I'll wait to hear from you." He hung up the phone. He was more upset about Zexy's gift being ruined then the lizard being here until Monday. Frustrated and sad he went to help his friends get the lizard into the room. He glanced at the clock, Zexy would be home in twenty minutes and he would have to disappoint him. He sighed and moved on, as he rounded the corner he almost ran into Riku. "What's going on?"
"We're trying to figure out how to get it in the door." Riku explained. "How much do you think it would hurt him if we put the crate end up?"
"Maybe if you go really slow and give him a chance to adjust to the small space he'll be okay." Demyx suggested.
Sora and Riku looked at each other and shrugged. What the hell they were out of ideas. With Demy's help they slowly tipped the box up listening carefully for any signs of the lizard getting hurt. So far all was quiet. They maneuvered the crate into the room and gently righted it.
"Okay then I guess that's all we can do for now and just in time Zexy should be home any minute." Demy announced and led the way out of the room shutting off the light on his way out. As they entered the living room he heard the door open and Zexy walked in smiling from ear to ear.
"Okay I'm ready to see what you got me today!" he walked up to him, took his face in his hands and kissed him thoroughly. "Hey beautiful."
Demy smiled, "Hi yourself."
Zexy turned to Riku and Sora, "Hi guys."
"Hey Zex." They said together.
"Zexy I'm sorry but your present, its, it was, well it's been ruined. I'm so sorry, I wanted it to be perfect but the stupid delivery guys screwed up then the breeder said he couldn't switch them until Monday. Then he told me to let him out of the crate but I said no way am I doing that! If I wanted an alligator I would have ordered one. Then…"
"Whoa, whoa Demy, slow down. Now what are you rambling on about. How was it ruined? And why don't you let me be the judge of that okay? Start over and a little slower this time." He smiled sweetly and pulled Demy into his arms.
"I ordered you a Monitor lizard. It is a three foot juvenile but they shipped the wrong one. The one they delivered is nearly seven feet long and according to the breeder a little temperamental. So I told him to come and get this one and give us yours but he said he can't until Monday. That of course doesn't work with my gift schedule but any way I told him I was not going to take him out of the crate but he said it would get sick."
"You got me a Monitor lizard? Demy how do you keep out doing the last gift? I don't mind a larger one, I like the idea of having one of the bigger ones any way. Where is it? I want to see, please."
Demy's smile was back. Maybe everything wasn't ruined after all. "This way, I fixed up the spare room as a habitat for him." He took his hand and led him to the room where they'd left the lizard in the crate.
"You wrapped the door, that's awesome." Zexy said as he went to turn the knob. "I think it will be okay to let him out. Would you be upset if I decided to keep this one?" He asked as he pushed the door open.
"No, not if you can tame him and he doesn't hurt you, I won't mind."
Zexy turned on the light and looked inside, "Hey Dems I thought you said you left him in the crate."
"We did." All three of them said at once and rushed to the door. Their jaws dropped, the crate was open at one end and from what they could see there was no lizard inside.
"Uh oh, this can't be good." Sora said. "Do you see him in here anywhere?" All four looked around but none saw him.
ooOoo
And there is the first half of my Christmas story with Demy and Zexy from "A Zemyx Valentine's Day."
I hope you like it so far. Look for the second part tomorrow or Sunday.
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