Axel stepped into the room on silent feet, and watched the boy for a moment. Sora was entirely unaware of his presence, fascinated by a light sculpture on the bookshelf. It was constantly changing and reshaping, and when the boy touched it, it wound around his fingers. The boy was wearing a white robe, blue metal cuffs and was looking pink and well-scrubbed. His hair was still slightly damp, and Axel had to resist the urge to walk up and lick a bit of dampness off his neck.
Down boy, he thought to himself, then grinned. It had been a long time since anyone had reminded him of his other name.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" He said conversationally, and watched, amused, as the boy squeaked and whirled to face him. Blue eyes met green, and Sora seemed to forget to breathe for a moment.
"Uh… yes." The keybearer swallowed, and his voice firmed. "Why did you have me brought here?" Axel lifted his eyebrows. Was the boy that much of an innocent?
"Many reasons. Please, have a seat." He gestured to the chairs, taking one himself. They were plush and sinfully pleasant to sit in. Sora hesitated, then took the chair across from him. "Would you like something to drink?" He offered, and Sora nodded.
"Yes, please." He was hesitant, but… he was also parched. The High Lord nodded and gestured, calling in his servant with a mental command.
"Fetch us… hmm. An Irish coffee for me, and a Shirley temple for my guest." Sora blushed slightly and shook his head.
"I'm not a little kid you know." He muttered, and the High Lord paused, smirking slightly.
"You would like something more adult? Very well… make that a coconut blend." That was a vanilla milkshake spiked with a very potent, coconut based alcohol. It was quite deceptive, really. The servant bowed her head for a moment.
"Yes High Lord." He returned his attention to Sora as she left the room, waiting patiently for the boy to say something. It didn't take very long.
"What is this place? Why did you bring me here? What's… what's going on?" Sora's fingers dug into the armrests of the chair, and Axel felt another moment of that strange pity. Truly, the boy was an innocent.
Still. He was an innocent who belonged here, or he wouldn't have come.
"This is the Dark Land. As for why you are here, you came here of your own free will." Sora's eyes widened at that, and he smiled, revealing his fangs. "Some part of your heart wanted to be here."
"That can't be. I don't want to be part of the darkness." Sora said, shaking his head, and Axel sighed.
"Not the darkness, the Dark Land. There's a tremendous difference." Sora looked confused, and Axel almost wished he'd left the boy to the usual orientation process. But he hadn't, so he would have to give the speech himself. "Let me tell you the story of how this world came to be."
"Long, long ago, longer than you or I could comprehend, there was nothing but formless light and darkness. The light and dark churned, creating a vortex of pure, elemental power. Out of that power was birthed an intelligence." He paused as the servant arrived with their drinks, and Sora thanked her quietly as she handed him his milkshake. She smiled at him briefly, before leaving the room. "This intelligence was the Creator of Worlds."
"It was God?" Sora said, then hastily took a drink of his milkshake. Axel smiled and shook his head.
"Not in the way you mean. It is much greater than the Gods that came later, yet less than… something. Like you and me, it has a lifespan. Now, to get back to the story. The Creator began creating worlds from the nothingness. Like all young creatures, it made mistakes, and this was the very first world it created. Also like young creatures, it saw things as very black and white to begin with. Good and evil, order and chaos, light and darkness." Axel sipped his coffee for a moment. "So it created a world that was sharply delineated between the two. The cold land of order and good, and the hot land of evil and chaos." Sora listened, wide-eyed, but didn't interrupt. "That's how it was originally. The creator made a race of angels to inhabit the cold land, and a race of demons to inhabit the hot lands. But…" Axel drew out the word, and smiled. "The Creator had made many mistakes. The original demons and angels were immortal and could not reproduce. They were sexless and had set natures. The Creator quickly grew bored of them, and moved on to create worlds that were more varied. Along the way, the Creator came up with various modes of reproduction and also created Kingdom Hearts to serve as 'anchors' to the other worlds."
"Eventually, the Creator came back to this world." Axel sipped his coffee again, pondering the past. "It found that the angels and demons had died out, but that creatures from its other worlds had found this one. With the insight of maturity, the Creator saw its mistakes clearly. This world has no heart, so it depends on the Creator directly for existence. If the Creator ever vanishes completely, this world will break apart and return to the light and darkness it was formed from. Also, because of the peculiar nature of this place, it needs to be inhabited to be complete… and all newcomers quickly take on the attributes of the demons and angels that used to live here."
"So I'm going to become a demon?" Sora said dubiously, tilting his head to one side as he thought about it. "But not darkness, so that doesn't mean I'll be evil, right? It'll be like… like Halloween Town." Creepy, scary and possibly horrible but not necessarily evil. Axel frowned, tilting his head to one side thoughtfully.
"I don't know what Halloween Town is, but I think you've grasped the concept. As for why you're here…" He dropped his voice and smiled as Sora shivered. "I think you know the answer to that, Sora." Sora's eyes widened, and he shook his head.
"No, I don't! I was doing just fine." He had gone home to the Destiny Islands and was going to school again with Riku and Kairi. The High Lord chuckled, and a wave of darkness slid over his vision for just a moment. When it cleared, there were strong hands on his shoulders, gently massaging them. Sora tried to pull away, but for all their gentleness they were hard as iron. He shivered again as Axel spoke in his ear, his hot breath tickling his skin. It made him feel… odd in the pit of his stomach.
"Doing just fine… but not happy, were you Sora." Axel murmured in his ear, sliding one hand lightly down his chest as the other held him in place by the shoulder. "A keyblade holder, so young… did you save the world? Did you save many worlds? What adventures did you have? And then…" Axel drew out the world, then delicately nipped Sora's neck, making the boy gasp and squirm. "Then you came home. Just a child again, going to school, minding your mother… but it wasn't the same, was it? Because you had changed. You were different. And that life was no longer enough…"
"Yes…" Sora whispered. "So stupid… Riku was the one who wanted to go… and now he's happy but I'm not…" He looked up at the dark demon standing above him. "How did you know?" Axel smiled, showing a glint of white teeth against black skin.
"It's a common story, although the details vary." He slid open Sora's robe, gently touching his bare skin, and the boy suddenly jerked away, surprising him. Axel hissed unhappily as the boy lurched to his feet, turning around to face him.
"What are you doing?" Sora spread one hand and tried to call in the keyblade… and yelped as the cuffs he was wearing flashed silver. "Ow!" He flinched as the cuffs stung him, then growled defiantly at Axel. Axel only grinned and advanced on the boy. That growl was so… sexy. He pinned the boy easily against the wall in one lightning move, pressing against him.
"I think you know exactly what I want." Axel kissed the boy then, roughly, and sighed in pleasure as Sora tried to bite him. "I love pain, you know. Part of being a Heartless…" Sora squirmed, a bit of panic creeping into his eyes. "Why so afraid? Didn't you ever wonder what it would be like… my Nobodies' hands on you, touching you everywhere, his fire inside you. You dreamed of him sometimes, didn't you? Naughty boy… but you're not a child anymore Sora. And you can do anything you please." Sora's eyes glazed slightly, almost hypnotized by the dark, velvety whisper. And it was true. He had dreamed of Axel that way.
"Yes." He said hoarsely, and that was all the encouragement Axel needed to kiss him again. This time Sora yielded to the kiss, allowing Axel's hot tongue inside. He's so hot, Sora thought muzzily, as Axel's hands glided over his body. He groaned in Axel's mouth as those hot, almost burning hands hooked into the top of his white boxers and slowly pulled them down, off too sensitive skin.
Axel, meanwhile, wanted nothing more than to pounce Sora onto the bed and have his way with the boy. But Sora was no incubus, and he had to be a virgin, so Axel carefully leashed his own desire. Out of that vague sense of pity in his heart, and also self-interest. If he showed some consideration now, he could have Sora in his bed for some time… and he wanted that. As he lifted the boy up and carried him to his bed, Axel vaguely wondered why that was. The boy was no prettier than the incubi and succubi he passed on daily.
But this was a poor time for introspection, and Axel laughed at himself before he turned his attention back to Sora. Black hands stroked the soft, velvety skin and Sora gasped and moaned, tossing back his head as Axel stroked the sensitive skin between his thighs, teasingly avoiding the part that most wanted to be touched.
"Axel… please…" Sora panted, and Axel grinned, setting a hand on his stomach and slowly licking his member. Sora squirmed, then moaned as Axel took him in his mouth. It took a fair amount of concentration not to scrape the sensitive skin with his fangs. There were times, Axel reflected, that sharp teeth could have a downside…
He snapped his fingers, and they were coated in a special lubricant the alchemists had come up with a long time ago. Still pleasuring Sora with his mouth, he reached behind him to open him. The boy squirmed again, but this time not in pleasure as the fingers intruded in a sensitive spot. Axel was glad he had decided to take his time… Sora had clearly never done this before.
"Relax," He lifted his head away for a moment to advise the boy, then continued with his self-appointed task. One finger became two, and two became three, but it took a bit of time before he was satisfied that Sora was ready. When he was done, he gripped the boys' hips and slid inside.
Sora's gasp was not of pleasure, and Axel gasped as well… delighted by the friction, the tightness and heat beneath him. It took all of his willpower to hold still and not thrust into that glorious heat, but he waited until the pain had faded from Sora's face before he moved again. Then he slowly thrust, and Sora moaned as he hit something deep inside that felt good, oh so good…
"Axel," He panted, gripping the High Lord's shoulders. "Axel!" Axel grunted and began to take the boy faster, more roughly, speeding the rhythm.
For a timeless moment, they mated, their bodies following patterns as old as time. But nothing could last forever, and the friction and heat were finally too much. Sora released with a cry, his seed wetting both their bellies, and Axel climaxed a moment later, biting Sora's shoulder lightly. For a moment, they lay still, still linked together and unable to move. Then Axel slowly pulled away, smiling at his new lover. He snapped his fingers again, and a small towel appeared. He used it to clean them both off, as Sora lay limp, already beginning to doze off.
"Axel?" The keyblade wielder said sleepily, and Axel vanished the towel, laying down beside him.
"Yes?" He slid an arm over the boy, cuddling Sora to his chest.
"You have wings?" Axel blinked at the soft question.
"…You just now noticed this?" He had thought it was blindingly obvious. Sora yawned, closing his eyes.
"Thought… they were part of your cloak or something…" Axel snorted at that, and gently stroked the boy's hair.
"Go to sleep, Sora." They would have plenty to do in the morning.