Whip Crème
Rating: M (For Obvious reasons.)
Fanfic: Kingdom Hearts
Fanfic setting:
Warning: OOC- Characters, slight language, LEMON and dirty use of food. This is a Yaoi and if you don't like it, you simply don't have to read it! That's why there are warning signs!
Summary: Everything for Vexen is usual day; work, come home and sleep. But, when he comes home and finds his boyfriend of 5 years dressed in nothing but a filmy apron on, what happens to their routine?
A/N: I'm SO sorry Buka2000; there is no Mpreg in here! I will surely make it up to you, when I get inspiration again! I couldn't fit it into here, so this is the outcome and I hope you like it! Also, the lyrics Marluxia was singing and as you may not know, the lyrics are from Dave Matthews Band, which to me is a nice song. I hope you enjoy this! It's called I'll Back you up. This pairing NEEDS more love! It's just one of those cute pairings, if you know how to write about them, that is! I hope it's as good as I hoped! I'm SO sorry it's late as well…it was suppose to be for 11/4 day, but I've been SUPER busy and I owe people stuff, so I do apologize in advance! I'll try to update this, In the Moonlight and Soundtrack to Your Life, My AkuRoku one-shot and my Seph/Gen two-shot! I promise that, as well as the others I've promised, but might be updated later…Sorry…I'll make it up to you, and continue to RP! Since, that's what I'm freaking going nuts about! Make Love…Not enemies! Lol~!
Marluxia laced the velvet, lucid apron around his svelte waist, humming harmoniously while cleaning off the counter, splaying his fingers while attempting to get into the grimy parts of the counter. He wanted that evening to go well for the both of them, knowing evenings like this were the evenings where their romance kindles more flames to add in their already consuming romance. It was all-perfectin everyway.
Marluxia stared at the elegant and glossy cooking recipe with the page tilted to reflect the sunlight from hitting his sapphire eyes. Marluxia's lips perched a vibrant smile only made for him, bending down in front of the refrigerator to seize the materials needed to make the cake, as well as giving the neighbors behind him a lucid show of his bared and round ass to his nosey neighbors. Now, maybe they will give him some privacy of his own. Marluxia headed towards the counter where he created a conspicuous mess just with flour scattered around the room, Vanilla oil spilt on the floor moderately, his clothes dispersed across the floor and the layers of rosette hair was infringe. With the way he was working, he couldn't help but stay dirty. Marluxia began humming a very familiarized song, which eventually turned him into singing it, dipping back a few times while continuously scrubbing the counters, smiling as he got into the song while stirring the things needed to create a cake for his beloved boyfriend of 5 years, whom he has been living with ever since that night, 3 months ago, when he appeared on his front door.
"I remember thinking
I'll go on forever only knowing
I'll se you again
But I know
The touch of you is hard to remember
But like the touch I know no other
And for sure we have danced
In the risk of each other
Would YOU like to dance?
Around the world with me."
Vexen came quietly into the household he shared with Marluxia, hearing Marluxia's mellifluous carrying the soft-spoken melody Marluxia loved so much. Vexen went closer and closer to Marluxia and his heart leaped to his feet, though he has a functioning brain, but the contours of Marluxia's perfected svelte body was grasping his attention and calling his name. Just one touch; it wouldn't bother Marluxia with just one brush or a thrust of euphoria inside of his body. But it wasn't because he was gravely in the mood; no it was more than just raging euphoria traveling through his bloodstream. Marluxia was butt fucking naked, bending down while stirring a cake.
"I'll be falling all about my own thing
And I know you're the heaviest weight
When you're not here that's hung
Around my head.
And your lips burn wild
Thrown from the face of a child
And in your eyes
The seeing of the greatest view
Do what you will, always
Walk where you like, your steps
Do as you please, I'll back you up."
Vexen scrutinized Marluxia's svelte and every inch of his body and the contours mocking him with the sense of lust. His firm and succulent skin shimmering with the latest gel he bought and the sweat dribbling down his light intermediate skin, his back was arched in a coy manner with his sultry pose and his adorable lips pouting, with his ass sticking out more when he bend. Oh, so tight and bouncy with every movement made from then-and-there-on. Vexen suppressed the urge to grab Marluxia and manhandle him in their bed. Though he loves the bare Marluxia; the lovely and graceful man with the luscious rosette hair and the excellent, svelte body to go along with his looks/vivacious attitude; he had the essentials of a woman and what everyone wants: love and respect for who he is and what makes him, him.
Vexen licked his dry lips, his pants suddenly feeling tighter by his cock. Vexen's face flushed in embarrassment, brushing off his immense silliness with a coy smile playing on his lips, realizing Marluxia doesn't know that he was standing behind him. Or, so he thought he didn't recognize the deliberate smell of musky and wondrous cologne Vexen wore, as well as the scent of his man on his clothes. Marluxia smiled, cogitate on the ideas of wearing Vexen's clothes when it's just the two of them in their house they share and just the thought of sharing a night together made it a fairy-tale come veritable.
Marluxia glanced in the corner of his gleaming sapphire reflecting with the florescent lights shimmering an almost neon color to the atmosphere, seeing the older platinum blonde behind him, licking his lips at his newest allure and the way he was presenting himself. It almost makes it seem as though he wasn't giving him enough personal attention.
Marluxia smiled licentiously and nimbly wiped some fluffy whip crème on the top layer of the authentic nail and slowly licked his fingers, moaning in non-dissent as he rocked his effeminate hips nimbly to grasp Vexen's undivided attention. He licked the fluffy substance and a naughty smile crept on his full lips, enthusiastic in teasing his sexually frustrated boyfriend of 5-years.
Marluxia's eyes narrowed vaguely; gently unlacing his apron that obscured his yearning, svelte body from his beloved boyfriend, ready to give a tease. "Mmmm, scrumptious! You know, Vexen-deary, whip crème can be used for other things besides creating marvelous foods and wondrous creations. And, it all starts with a tub of whipped crème and strawberries…. Did you know that?"
Vexen didn't respond to Marluxia's inquire. Marluxia pirouette around to where Vexen was, smiling vibrantly as he placed a hand on his androgynous hips, exposing his outfit he wanted to render, causing Vexen to become speechless. Vexen's eyes scrutinized inch-by-inch of Marluxia's smoking body, his eyes trailing up from head-to-toe. Marluxia's vintage apron loosely clinging to his body, the black fishnets trailing up his body and caressing his contours, seemingly creating a flawless image for Marluxia and his svelte figure Vexen dreams about. His sapphire eyes seemed to pop out more with the light-coat of ebony eyeliner coating his eyelids, embracing his effeminate beauty in the simplest form. Vexen's smile curved when the lovely fragrance Marluxia's lotion gave off lingered in the air. It was his top favorite lotion Vexen found irresistible, besides Vicious Melon. Strawberries and Crème deluxe.
Marluxia licked his rotund lips and smiled when he convened friskily. "Yummy, Bubble Pop Electric!"
Vexen saw the avid andlecherous glints in his shimmering sapphire eyes being condemned to his contours and how mouth-watering Marluxia's going to taste when they go under. It was making the side of his mouth covered with drool and his wildest fantasies become manifest. Vexen grew curious when he saw Marluxia paddling the spatula to his hand, a smirk curving his lips and one that Vexen knew very well, one that toyed with him every time possible. "What in Kingdom Hearts' name are you doing, Marluxia? Are you cooking up a way to dismember someone for having a impossible look you can't overdo?"
Marluxia giggled reverently, placing the spatula in hi right hand and started to gently hit his hand, demonstrating a lesser cue of the strenuous activity soon-to-come. Marluxia giggled blithely, reticently unlacing his velvety black and vintage apron obscuring his svelte figure much needing air and to be showered with kisses by his lover's lips brushing against his as of then. Marluxia then loosened his grasp on the pivot of the lacey, velvety black and vintage apron, allowing his succulent skin to feel the breeze amid the kitchen and to display his tight butt to his loving boyfriend. He wanted some of that tonight and his mouth playing a smile deviated from a warmhearted welcome-home smile to an I-want-to-get-you-into-bed smile, which turned him on.
"I'm making a delicious and assorted cake, silly! You thought I was plotting to kill someone because of their looks, gosh no! I have my own, independent allure, so I don't need another's impending style to know that I like good." Marluxia said unperturbedly, continuously stirring the inclement batter in the bowl, licking his lips when he felt it was the right timing. Marluxia licentiously licked the spoon as he splayed the batter in his mouth, letting his tongue run loose with the batter amusing him and Vexen. Vexen wrapped his firm arms around Marluxia's waistline, with his boyfriend pressing his butt towards his torso, rubbing it fervently as he latched his hands around Vexen's neck, bucking his hips gently and swinging his hips smoothly to their own rate.
Marluxia grew excited, loosening up his movements against Vexen's frail body. "Mmmm, I know what we can make, together." Vexen purred in his lover's ear, ready to get down and dirty in the kitchen and scare his neighbors. That was the consistent thought he had in mind and every time he thought that way- Marluxia would despondently bring down his mood, rejecting the idea and continue to dice the tomatoes and slice the lettuce to make his garden-salad. What was more important than comprising in sexual intercourse- licentious and aggressive? Whether it's on the couch; the table; the countertop; the sink; even the backyard!
Marluxia pursed his lips together, closing his eyes when Vexen slid his hand down his exposed contours, purring seductively in Marluxia's ear, knowing his boyfriend was diving into the bait he has set for him. Marluxia tilted his head back and moaned pleasurably, feeling Vexen's hands coming forward to his chest, reticently sliding his fishnets off of his firm and sleek legs without Marluxia taking any noticed, knowing Marluxia was preoccupied with stirring his cake batter and the whip crème playing within his tongue. Vexen bucked Marluxia's ample hips, seizing Mar's attention as of then. He gasped unexpectedly, building the fire burning within his body. Marluxia suddenly felt tight, moaning seductively, allowing Vexen to straddle hips.
"Mmmm," Marluxia started, stimulating a devious pose and smiled coyly. "Music and whip crème." Vexen nodded unhesitatingly, bringing the both of them into a euphoria-filled kiss occupying their time, with their tongues roaming within each other's mouth, demanding attention and probing for dominance. Marluxia allowed Vexen to explore his mouth, feeling his hands traveling down the slender curves of his sides and against the texture of his intermediate complexion. Their temptation and arousal developed, torturing Vexen with every touch made, craving the taste of his succulent skin, to intake the smell of his floral sensation pulsating within his seductive clothes and lingering throughout his luscious and supple skin, licking his lips when Marluxia gave him the 'back view'. Vexen was close to just grabbing him and making him submissive to the ground and overpower him, but latched his hands on his hips, settling for less, or until Marluxia was ready to 'perform.'
"Yummy French Vanilla cupcake wants some lovin'! I want some as well and I want to be treated as if it's my birthday! I want to feel…high and then, we can get to our action and maybe, skinny-dipping later! But no…" Marluxia purred licentiously, wanting to spend more time with each other and to have more than one intimate moment with each other. This is what he hoped would have came before, but due to their tiring schedules, their time spent with each other has been limited to their weekends and their holidays; which helps them become 'active' and catch up on fine rest. Those days were the days that they became compassionate and understanding of each other's feelings and the type of things that they were going through; those were the times that they needed each other the most. And those times showed how emotionally ready they were as their relationship escaladed into the type of love they share currently.