Shh...
Rating: M (masturbation, PWP, the usual...)
Pairing: 61; Zex x Xem
Summary: I shouldn't be doing this...he's asleep but I can't... -YAOI-
Disclaimer: I no own.
Author's Note: Well... I didn't really find anything in my stash that would translate too well into ZexxXem so I had to whip this up. In Zex's POV. Do enjoy.
SB
Holy shit, you've got to be kidding me...
I dumped everything there was to dump out of my pockets, searched through my bookbag again, and cursed my shitty luck thrice.
I lost my goddamn apartment key.
Somehow, on my modest two-key key ring, it worked its way around the looser part and fell somewhere in who-fucking-knows-where.
I groaned and leaned my head against the door. Prior to this incident, I brought all the wrong books for my four classes and had no time to get the right ones, I failed my anatomy exam by two measly points, had a 20-page paper due plus two other exams, got a cup of almost-hot hot chocolate thrown at me by some brat at the cafe, and my car broke down on my way home.
Terrific day, right?
I sighed, grabbed my bag, and headed for the manager's apartment. It was almost 10 pm and the manager Joe, who happened to be an avid drinker with bad blackouts, lived on the first floor while I stayed on the sixth. Due to too many lousy repairmen, the elevator was broken for an undetermined period of time and Joe seemed to be in no rush to get it fixed.
After willing my legs down the stairs, I reached the manager's door and inadvertently banged harder than I wanted to. No telling if he was back from the bar yet or passed out on the floor.
I waited a few seconds before banging even harder.
Screw being polite, I thought. At this point it didn't really matter if I woke up the whole damn building. I was tired and ready for the day to be over.
"If you're looking for Joe he's not here," a voice said.
I looked a few doors down to see a tall guy with long hair and tanned skin looking at me with an unreadable expression on his face.
"Well I'm locked out of my apartment and I need a spare key," I replied a little shakily. This guy had these almost-menacing glowy golden eyes that were kind of scaring me.
"Joe had a family emergency this afternoon to take care of out of town. Don't know when he'll be back. He just hired me as the assistant manager this morning but I don't have any keys yet."
Great, so now I'm homeless...
I wanted to slump down to the floor and... just lay there. My brain and body both had taken more than enough for one day.
"You don't have anyplace else to go?" the guy's deep voice snapped me back from my pity party.
"No friends close by, no car, no money."
He was quiet for a moment, and I felt those eyes boring into me.
"Come in."
My head snapped to him and I must've looked like a deer caught in headlights.
"Sounds like you don't have any other options right about now, so why not?"
My heart thumped and my throat suddenly felt dry. With a quick prayer, I stepped past him into his apartment and he shut the door behind me.
As to be expected, the apartment had plenty of boxes all over. Most of them had been moved into a corner, but it was obvious he still had a lot of work ahead of him.
"Xemnas," he extended a hand.
"Zexion," I nodded and gave him the firmest handshake I could muster. I took a few seconds to look him over: he was fit but not overly muscular, clean shaven, his hair was silver, and he smelled a little like apples.
Apples? How random...
"Uh, thanks for letting me stay here."
I felt Xemnas look me over, a little longer than I did him, and then watched him head to the kitchen.
"Drink?" he called.
I put my bag down by the door and walked into the kitchen to see him pouring a glass of something.
"What is it?"
"Apple liqueur."
"You look more like a scotch man to me," I said before I realized that I meant to think it to myself.
"When I find my scotch I'll be drinking it but in the meantime I'm working with what I have," he shrugged.
"Hit me."
Xemnas poured a glass and handed it to me. I downed it faster than I intended. The sweet liqueur almost gave me a little bit of a sugar rush. I ended up taking three more glasses.
"Since my furniture isn't coming until tomorrow you're sleeping with me."
I blinked and looked at him. Tall, dark, handsome guy in a tank top and Levi jeans.
In the same bed with me.
Wait, why did I just call him handsome? Shit, I shouldn't be drinking on an empty stomach...
"That's fine," I felt myself lightly blush.
To my surprise, Xemnas set his glass down and stepped closer to me. I felt the flush on my face spread. He bent down a little so he was near my ear.
"I don't bite..."
...gulp.
After finishing the bottle and a quick shower, we had both settled into bed. Xemnas had quickly fallen asleep while the alcohol had me staring at the popcorn ceiling.
It had been a long time since I had shared a bed, let alone with a guy like Xemnas.
To be honest, he wasn't exactly my type. Contrary to popular belief, I actually liked liked a lean physique, mild-mannered, nerdy guy. I'm the dominant lover, and I like my lovers to be submissive (you wouldn't know my dark side by just looking at me). He was almost too manly and macho for me.
There was something about him though, something that made me want to pin him beneath me and make him writhe.
Make that deep voice beg for mercy, beg for beautiful dirty things...
I bit my lip as I felt my erection swell. I rolled over with as little movement as possible so I was facing him. I watched his chest rise and fall at a steady pace. Xemnas had pulled his hair back in a ponytail before falling asleep, so a long rope of silver obscured his neck from me. I licked my lips.
I shouldn't do this...shit, why am I even thinking about doing this...
I slid over a little closer so our lips were only a few inches apart. The chance of him waking up and the sense of danger only turned me on more. With one hand I gently ran my fingers through his hair, now catching a light whiff of peppermint. I flittered my fingers downward, grazing bronze skin, stopping to pinch a nipple before continuing. I felt him exhale deeply.
I briefly lingered on his chest, smooth and warm and hard. I danced around his lower stomach, swallowing hard as I was only inches away from my goal. With my other hand I had managed to slip my erection free from my boxers. The warmth and feel of the satin sheets against it made me stifle a groan.
I lowered my hand and trembled at the outline of him, more than pleased and growing even more anxious. I leaned in to his neck, smelling a musky cologne, and bit gently just beneath his ear.
To my surprise, I felt a hand encircle my length. I gasped and bit down harder.
I didn't have to look to see that he was awake, not that I really cared, but I felt those eyes staring into me. I felt his hips rock into my hand just as my hips did his. I tightened my grip and felt him moan. Xemnas's hips were rocking faster.
Sensing his peak, I let go of him and he growled. He squeezed me a little harder and I nibbled on his collarbone.
Not yet...
"Keep going..." he said breathily as I stroked him with a single finger.
"Beg."
He was quiet, save for his deep breathing. I was about to move my hand completely but he grabbed my wrist before I could.
"Please...let me..."
Satisfied and nearing my own release, I gripped him tight and sank my teeth into his neck as he cursed. His hand on me was going faster and I couldn't hold back.
One particularly hard stroke from me started the domino effect. He growled and tensed as I felt him release, and a tight squeeze from him finished me off.
I watched him watch me as I licked my fingers clean and felt my want begin to twitch again at seeing the lustful sparkle in those goddamn eyes.
I knew the night would be a long one...
Something I came up with on the spot.
Let it love if you enjoyed.
SB