Chapter II
History: Two hours since I posted first chap and one review already! Iiiih! Was watching Silent Hill. Oh, the cute little demon girl
Well, enough with my rambling. I was going to play KH2 now, but plans changed; I'm moving on with this show :p
This chapter contains lemon, so those who don't like that (anyone…?) should stop reading this fic. I will probably not be satisfied with cutting the lime from here.
Warning: Major OOC'ness here XD Not to speak of fluff! Much, much fluff!!
"Are you sure there wasn't anything going on between you?" Vexen gave Marluxia a suspicious glance.
"Well, at least nothing I was aware of…" Marluxia was still baffled by the reaction he had received from Larxene. She had sobbed, cried, and most of all yelled as if the botanist had been cheating on her, something that really confused Marluxia, seeing they had never ever had a relationship, not even been friends.
"Perhaps she was angry for the fact that she fell for a gay?" Vexen smirked. "I'd be. If I were her, that is."
"Look who's talking! I can recall a certain someone having very dirty intentions at the moment she found us."
"Oh, don't say that! You are breaking my heart!" Vexen said dramatically. He sounded so unlike himself he was almost scared. "And just so you know, it's kind of hard to work while you are holding me like that."
Vexen had been working on the replica the day after the incident with XII and Marluxia had decided to show up somewhere around lunch time and embraced him from behind, locking his arms to his body.
"Speaking of dirty, there was something we didn't finish yesterday."
"Oh God! Not in front of the children!" Vexen smirked, indicating the half finished, lifeless thing on the surgery table. Marluxia frowned.
"If that is your kid, I think we should consider adoption when that time comes." Vexen chuckled as Marluxia let go of him, but he did not let him back to work. He simply pulled the cover over the table.
"Better?" Vexen answered by capturing the Graceful Assassin's lips in a breathtaking kiss. He felt whole around Marluxia. He made life fun again.
"Perfect," he said as they parted. Everything seemed perfect together with Marluxia. Though there was something that still bothered Vexen except of the bet. There was no question if it was Zexion that had caused Larxene's visit yesterday. Vexen supposed he did not intend to let him win this time. He'd just have to keep an eye out.
Marluxia slid his hands gracefully under IV's cloak. Was that footsteps in the hallway? Marluxia had found the end of his shirt by now and traced the small line of skin just above his pants. I must have imagined it… Oh, that feels good…Marluxia removed his gloves and traced one hand under his shirt, across his stomach making him squirm slightly. The other hand had undone Vexen's cloak now, sending it flying to the ground, and began unbuttoning his shirt as the first one went up his back, sending shivers down the scientist's spine. Marluxia claimed his lips again as the shirt flew open and pulled Vexen closer to him, bare chest to cloaked chest.
"Marluxia, wait!" Vexen pulled away. And just as the words escaped him, the door to the laboratory flew open revealing a slightly shocked Axel. But the Flurry of Dancing Flames immediately replaced his shock by a smirk.
"I'll just leave you guys alone," he said and hurried out.
"Not again?!" Marluxia sighed. "At least he left."
"Think Marluxia!" Vexen said desperate. "It's Axel! He'll tell everyone!"
"So what?"
"That means Lexaeus will know, and he will tell Xaldin, who will inform the Superior. We do not want that to happen! Believe me!" Marluxia looked at him with disappointment in his eyes, but he understood.
"You're right… I'll make sure he doesn't tell anyone." And with that Marluxia removed himself from Vexen, and once again kissed him swiftly before he went after Axel. Vexen figured he'd better return to work as always… He reassembled his clothing and sighed. Though the sooner he got this replica finished the sooner he'd actually get to spend some time with Marluxia…
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"It's like someone is actually trying to ruin every moment we have alone!" Marluxia said frustrated. Vexen could almost agree that the first two times they had been interrupted had been coincidences, but after the fifth he knew Zexion was behind it. First of all they had always been found in places like the laboratory, Marluxia's room and places where the others wouldn't go unless they had been ordered to, but when in the hallway like now they never met anyone. Marluxia grumbled. Vexen gave him an anxious glance. He did not like it when his botanist was angry. Marluxia was itching to take Vexen, and the fact that Vexen wanted it too didn't make it any better as they always got interrupted. Damn it! He couldn't wait any longer! He… He grew a quite nasty smirk and came to a halt in the middle of a deserted hallway. Vexen noticed and stopped too.
"Is there something wrong?"
Marluxia took rapid steps towards Vexen, grabbed his shoulders and pinned him to the wall. Vexen bit back a gasp and gave him a surprised but amused look.
"Marluxia, what…?"
"Think about it. Is there anywhere else we haven't tried?"
"I…" Vexen fell silent. True, and they didn't often encounter others in the hallway. But still! In the middle of the hallway? Just like this? It seemed so… crude… though he had a feeling that this would be crude no matter where they did it, and he wanted this. But it was a goddamn hallway!
The scientist in him almost won his inner conflict, that is until Marluxia licked him playfully over his lips. This was it. He gave a slight nod. Marluxia smiled at him before kissing him, first softly, then deeper, passionately. His hand once again trailed down to his zipper, opening it slightly so he could trace his scientist's collarbone, calling forth shivers as he kissed his chest while opening his cloak even further. He broke up in a grin. Vexen wasn't wearing shirt underneath. He loved that. The scientist was in bliss. He firmly cupped Marluxia's cheek, tilted his head up and sucked on his Adam's apple, and to his pleasure he could hear the other let out a soft moan. Almost paralysed by the other's touch he let Vexen strip him to his boxers, trailing his delicate fingers over every inch of his skin with surgical precision. Even though his hands were cold, true to his element, sending shivers through his body like small shocks of electricity, it felt wonderful, especially if the scientist was being extra gentle. He ghostly stroked his knuckles against the small of Marluxia's back, and oh, how he squirmed. But he was tore out of his trance now, and he determinedly slipped his hands in under the shoulders of Vexen's cloak, pulling both it and his gloves off. Soon, all of Vexen's clothing lay pooled at his feet, a slight blush in his face as Marluxia admired his slender frame and perfect hips. He found only one word for it… Delicate. And Vexen was his! No one else knew Vexen like he did. Experienced him like he did. He let his last clothing fall as they joined in another breathtaking kiss, but more intense than ever before, feeling each other's naked bodies against their skin. But then Marluxia pulled away and grabbed Vexen's shoulders, flipping him around so his back was turned to the botanist. He was then forced to bend over until he had to support himself with his palms against the wall.
"Spread your legs," Marluxia ordered, pressing his body gently against Vexen's back. Vexen did as he was told. Marluxia let a hand travel up the scientist's chest, throat and jaw, slipping two fingers into his mouth making him suck on them. He brushed some strands of loose hair away from his face with his other hand. Vexen felt he was loosing all power over Marluxia. He started wondering whether it was so smart to let the other control him like this, but his doubt deceased as Marluxia removed the fingers from his mouth and spoke.
"Are you ready?" he whispered softly.
"I was born ready," Vexen replied, and two seconds later he squirmed as the first finger entered him.
"Try not to be so tense," Marluxia murmured, stroking his hair to make him calm. Vexen made a half choked sound at the unfamiliar feeling. It was painful, and it was just a finger… he understood that he'd be very sore tomorrow, yet as he grew used to it, it became rather enjoyable. But when the second finger entered he couldn't help but let out a groan. Marluxia gave him some time to grow used to it, and then started making scissoring movements with the two fingers. Vexen squirmed again, and gave another groan.
"Are you okay?" Marluxia asked, pausing his action.
"Y-yes…" Vexen's breathing was getting heavier, and he was clearly sweating.
"I don't think I should take you dry…"
"I can handle it!" Vexen snapped.
"It will hurt."
"We are doing this now! I can handle it!" The Graceful Assassin couldn't help but admire his scientist at that moment. Vexen was no fighter and wasn't used to pain like he was. Marluxia nodded, pulled his fingers out, and kissed him gently in the neck before pushing inside. The feeling of Marluxia pressing in between his thighs from behind could have been enough for Vexen to release that very moment.
"Gawd, you're tight!"
"Well, I've never done it this way before!" Vexen growled through gritted teeth. He writhed in pain as Marluxia forced his full length inside him. They took a moment to breathe, both panting before Marluxia slowly started rocking their hips together, one arm firmly around Vexen's waist, the other across his chest. Vexen moaned, though he stood firm refusing to let his arms and legs buckle. Marluxia sped up as the groans quieted. Vexen felt his eyes watering, but the pleasure was worth it, as long as Marluxia didn't see.
"Harder!" he yelled, and Marluxia complied, thrusting into him with his full strength. Vexen screamed, tears running down his face as he hit his soft spot. For Marluxia, the screaming and tightness was heaven, but he cursed himself knowing Vexen was in pain.
"Don't you dare slow down!" Vexen screamed and Marluxia pounded into him with all his might, having him paint the wall in his cum, and it wasn't long before Marluxia released too, groaning, Vexen screaming, both panting madly as they parted. Vexen's knees and arms finally buckled after taking Marluxia's full weight, and fell to the floor, gasping for air.
Marluxia crouched down beside him, threw their cloaks around them and kissed his tears away.
"Why didn't you tell me it hurt so much?" he asked, his expression was sad. Vexen gave a trembling smile.
"Because then you would have stopped…"
"Vexen… I…"
"Just get us out of here," he said and drew closer to the other. Marluxia nodded and teleported them back to his own room at the top floor. He carried Vexen to his bed and laid him down carefully and sat down by his side, stroking his hair. They sat like that for a moment, regaining their breath. Marluxia spoke softly.
"I am so sorry…" Vexen frowned.
"It's fine I tell you! If I wanted it any other way I would have told you! I enjoyed this more than anything I've ever done in my miserable life!" Marluxia gave a vague smile. "Now that's better…" Vexen said calming a bit.
"But you're staying here for tonight. I want to know you are okay."
"Are you certain I wont be a bother…?"
"Believe me. Having you naked in my bed, unable to move will not be a bother," Marluxia chuckled, but his smile vanished immediately as Vexen made a pained grimace.
"I-I'm fine," Vexen assured him a bit shaky. Gawd, I'm such a sissy, he thought.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Marluxia was filled with remorse. Vexen was much smaller than him physically, and inexperienced. Taking him so hard was regardless and cruel.
"…Sing for me," Vexen said quietly.
"What?"
"The day we first kissed… I heard you sing. I want to hear it again."
"I was humming," Marluxia said, biting his lip and blushing. Vexen chuckled. It was amazing how Marluxia could change from the cold-hearted leader of Castle Oblivion to the passionate lover and even to the blushing, slightly childish person that thought everything he did was silly in a matter of seconds.
"Then sing for me this time."
"Aw, fine…" Marluxia settled himself more comfortable, Vexen snuggling onto him, and pulled the sheets over them. Soon, the sad but beautiful tones of Marluxia's voice echoed through the room. Vexen closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the damp air. He suddenly understood why the botanist had seemed so mellow in here, among all the plants. Marluxia wasn't the best singer, but Vexen liked it. It calmed him down, and no matter how sad it sounded; it eased his pain rather than evoking it. Vexen felt at peace with the world, and so he eventually fell asleep in Marluxia's arms.
Aww… I don't think there's much else I can say! It was SO OOC! Wait, that's and understatement… More like OISOOCICRTC! (Omigosh It's So Out Of Character I Can't Recognise The Characters!). Okay, that might have been an overstatement.
I was going to make the chapter longer, but obviously I didn't, so you readers wouldn't have to wait so long. But I promise; next one will be a real cliffhanger.
-Evil Grin-
Well anyways, I would like to thank SweetAngelFaith and Audiophile (Gawd, I hope you have a life insurance O.o) for reviewing the first chappie, love ya, and of course all you others who read, but I'll love you a bit more if you review… I hope you'll all be hanging on for the next chappies too, I don't intend to make more than two or three more, and I believe the next one will be short… well, push the happy, review button now before I talk holes in your head with my rambling instead of writing more fics!!
