Part 1 - Sweet
Saix had paced around in his room for what seemed like ages, just thinking about what Axel could possibly be planning. Now, he lay in bed, eyes closed as a sigh escaped his lips. "Keep your mouth shut." The sound of Axel's quiet, angry voice was still clear in his mind. He'd say that it 'hurt' him, even now as it echoed over and over, but he knew better than to presume to have any sort of emotion. That was a secret that he was never allowed to let out. Saix began thinking of other things, or attempting to, like about mission assignments for the following day and how to fix the plans that have fallen to pieces. He was deep in thought when the sound of his door sliding open startled him.
Nonchalantly, he turned his head to look at the doorway, his face serious as always. Somewhere, within his heart or his soul or whatever he supposedly still had – Xemnas only knew – deep down he knew who it was.
"Is there a problem?" The emptiness of his words weighed heavily between them, and Axel stood in the doorway with his arms crossed for a few more seconds.
Without saying a word, Axel closed the distance between them, the door sliding shut behind him. What words could he say? He had nothing. Nothing that wouldn't just be blatantly ignored by the arrogant Nobody of his Isa. Saix. He let out a small breath and narrowed his eyes down at Saix, now at his bedside.
"Axel. If you have nothing to discuss, go to your room and go to sleep," he almost sounded like the superior when he gave orders like this, and it made him feel empty, "You'll be useless tomorrow otherwise."
Saix then turned his face to the other side and closed his eyes, waiting for the frustrating – is frustration an emotion? – pyromaniac to leave the room. The sound of movement made him look up, only to find Axel's face merely centimeters from his own.
"Axel," Saix had meant to say it like a question, but couldn't get words out correctly when he was so close. Still, Axel didn't say a word.
Instead, he put a hand to Saix's chin, pushing it upward with his fingers as he pressed his lips to other's neck. It started out sweet, but even though Saix was showing obvious signs of not wanting to give in – which was usually because he wanted to be the dom – Axel ignored him, biting into the stubborn Nobody's skin roughly. Saix let out a sound that satisfied him, and he went on, spreading them all over his neck and chest. The nudging palms that had initially been pressed against his chest and sides, now became the fingers digging into his back.
Axel hoped Saix understood why he was there, why now, and why like this. He hoped he could communicate everything that had been on his mind without words, because words were utterly eluding him. What could he say that would do the situation justice? He couldn't mend things. He couldn't forgive Isa, either. Saix. Saix. He sighed into Saix's chest, having already pulled down the zipper of his coat. The other made a sound as if to protest, but Axel didn't give him time, immediately pressing his lips to his chest and then his teeth, all the while his hands caressing Saix's body over and over. Axel wondered if Saix would hate him for being a tease, but that quickly went away, for he knew a Nobody couldn't hate, let alone worry.
This always happened. Saix hated it. He was the one who came up with the plans, he was the strong one, he was the one with a piece of Xehanort inside him, so he should be able to overpower this…this urge, this yearning, this breathtaking longing that he never quite understood. He always chalked it up to past memories of their time together, but it always left a little nagging sensation in the back of his mind, like maybe…maybe this is what it was like to really feel, maybe this was…maybe this was a heart? He knew he shouldn't have feelings like that yet, it hadn't been nearly enough time, but still this…sensation…always overcame him. He was…weak. In the end, he didn't really hate it at all. He couldn't help but to give in. The pull was too strong, and even if his mouth tried to say stop, his body was clearly telling him to say yes. It was this suffocating need that he only felt at times like these, like a reminder of something he'd had once – too long ago – that slipped away before he could fully capture it.
Saix couldn't stop the moans from coming out of his lips, and he wished so desperately that he could ask for more, but he would never beg – never. He was far too hard-headed to ever admit his need, even as his body betrayed him. The brush of lips against his chest spread goosebumps throughout the rest of him, and it was all he could do to keep from pulling him closer. He was stubborn indeed. Axel moved to Saix's hips, caressing and kissing them gently for a few seconds before abruptly stopping and looking up to meet yellow eyes. They were so full of expression, it was this that Axel wanted the most when they were together, and thus why he preferred being the tease over the teased. He evened himself up with the other Nobody, sliding his fingers into his silky blue hair and touching their foreheads together. The yellow eyes widened for a moment, taken aback by the sudden action.
Suddenly, a pleasant, breathless moan resonated from him as Axel grinded their hips together gently. He smirked, and Saix narrowed his eyed him as his face grew serious again. Axel did it once more, and this time Saix couldn't alter his face, he was breathless. With that, Axel decided he was satisfied with his revenge and got up quickly. Saix shot straight up, turning his head to stare at the redhead blankly. He raised a hand to brush his messy hair back, trying to settle himself, but the act of being left so suddenly left him feeling much emptier than usual. Yes, before he had nothing, too – was nothing – but for a moment there it didn't feel like they were Saix and Axel anymore….they were just Isa and Lea, more than best friends.
Axel smirked at Saix as he backed away, waving as he went.
"Consider that payback~" he told his frustrating counterpart, as he backed out the door and into the hall. The door between them closed, but not before Axel caught a last glimpse of Saix's fallen face seconds before it shut completely.
"Oh, man," he sighed, rubbing the back of his head, "Maybe I got a little too carried away…" He lingered on this thought as he went back to his room to get some sleep, wondering if Saix would hold a grudge the following morning… Granted, the revenge was justified, since Saix had been constantly hurting his two best friends, but he couldn't help but worry if maybe he hurt him somehow. Axel chuckled to himself as he lay down in his own bed, worry and hurt were not things he should concern himself over, after all. Stuff like that meant nothing to beings without hearts.
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