And oh, how Demyx wanted to. Unfortunately his desire had got the best of him, and now he only had his right arm to use. Which didn't have a hand.
"Fuck."
He managed to flip himself over onto his belly, and tried to drag himself to Axel using only his right arm. By now the freezer's iciness had frozen the small puddles of essence that had been left on the shelf's surface.
As he struggled, Axel was transforming at an alarming rate. His discarded legs had already torn open and warped, leaving the bones split open and the muscles exposed to the air. His arms were in the process of doing very much the same thing, and all the while Axel writhed in impatience.
Finally, Demyx hoisted himself onto Axel's rapidly widening torso cavity. He rubbed himself against the bare muscle and bone, not able to do much else.
"Damn, that's not enough…" he muttered. "But I can't move properly."
Strangely enough, Axel's transformation ceased for a bit. "Problem?" he asked, panting.
"I can't really do anything, you know. Since I don't have hands. Or legs," Demyx responded.
Axel grinned and twitched a little. It took a lot of effort to stop himself turning inside-out midway. "I can help with that," he said.
With those words, Axel opened his mouth wide. He stuck his tongue out, and it grew in length rapidly. A weird liquid dripped off it (definitely not saliva) and it writhed like a giant, pink python. His taste buds developed into suction cups on one side of the tentacle. It became large enough to support Demyx's waist. It slithered around Demyx, pulling him up inside Axel's ribcage.
"I'll try to hold you steady…" Axel breathed, his tongue-tentacle almost muffling his words. Demyx heard a few cracks and some squishing noises, and he saw Axel's metamorphosis resume once more. By now he had almost split into two pieces, right down the middle. His head remained intact for now.
Axel then waggled his heart alluringly at the Water Mage.
"STICK IT IN MY VALVE!" he roared.
Axel's tentacle-tongue throbbed around Demyx's middle as it pulled him into position over Axel's heart. Demyx swallowed. The air was thick with the scent of Axel's musk, which made Demyx's heart pound in his chest. This was a stage they had never considered before; to continue might make the two Nobodies whole again.
Or it could break them forever.
"Axel-chan…"