Marluxia returned from a mission with Vexen, groaning as he found Demyx and plopped onto the couch next to him, stretching out. "Recon missions are so boring…" he complained, covering his eyes with his forearm dramatically.

Giggling, Demyx moved to lie on top of Marluxia, tilting his head at him. "But you were with Vexen and he's magic!"

Nodding and smiling, Marluxia quietly sighed. "Yes, yes, I know. Vexen's lovely, but he's just so booooriiing, Demyx. I would much rather be on a mission with you, dear."

Nuzzling into Marluxia's hair, Demyx giggled more, poking the scythe-weilder's side. "Don't be mean to Vexen!" he exclaimed.

Quietly laughing, Marluxia nodded. "I know, but he's just so quiet now. I was trying to tell him about my hair and how all of the wind was going to ruin it and make it frizz, but he just stayed quiet and mumbled about recon, which is sooo boring," he said, simply continuing on for a while.

Demyx pulled his lips into a confused, trying to figure out how to make Marluxia be quiet. And then he started thinking about how Marluxia got him to be quiet, so he pressed his lips to Marluxia's. "Marly," he began, interrupting him once more, "You're talking a lot like me," he finished with a high-pitched giggle.

Tilting his head back at the blonde, Marluxia blinked. "Oops. Sorry, love. I'm just a bit starved of conversation…"

Giggling still, Demyx kissed Marluxia's lower lip. "It's okay Marly, 'cause I missed you!"

Smiling, Marluxia nodded once more, pressing his lips to Demyx's for a few moments. "I missed you too, DemDem…"

Hugging Marluxia tightly around his chest, the blonde grinned rather adorably. Nuzzling up under the other's chin, he laughed. "Don't leave again for so long?" he asked.

Marluxia kissed Demyx's temple softly, smiling lovingly at the Melodious Nocturne. "I'll try not to, dear…"

"Yay! It's lonely without Marly here!" he giggled, resting his chin on the scythe-weilder's chest, blissfully closing his eyes. Marluxia had only been gone for a week or so, but to the rather puppy-like sitar-player, it'd been more like years. He could barely stand it when Marluxia went on a mission, he was always so bored.

The pinkette kissed Demyx delicately with another smile, running his hands up and down Demyx's spine. "Our next mission is together~" he said slowly, a sexual tone in his voice as his hands brushed over the blonde's ass.

Demyx, completely missing Marluxia's point, cheerfully kicked his legs back and forth, laughing. "Yay!" he chimed again. "Saix won't yell at me for greeting you so loudly!"

Rolling his eyes, Marluxia quietly sighed but nodded with a smile. "Oh, Saix is just jealous, dear."

Placing a small peck on Marluxia's cheek, Demyx smiled brightly. "But we're in the same position…! He's with Superior! And I'm with you, whose gonna be Superior!"

"Demyx…!" Marluxia quietly snapped, pressing a finger to the blonde's lips. "We can't talk about me being Superior, remember?" he asked, looking around for anyone that might have heard Demyx. "Only we know about that right now, love."

Demyx pouted, furrowing his eyebrows dejectedly. "Oh, right… sorry, Marly…"

Trying to cheer the sitar-player up, Marluxia smiled, tracing Demyx's cheek bone with his thumb slowly. "It's okay, dear, I'm not mad… And turn off the Saix-eyes," he said with a smirk as Demyx gave him his classic puppy eyes. "I told you I'm not mad, I'll always love you, my little chatterbox." Demyx simply smiled, tilting his head cutely.