Sweating in copious amounts, Demyx threw caution to the wind. He thrust his cobalt member into Axel's valve. Axel moaned and spasmed around him. Blood and fluids oozed out of the innard-lined rift and splattered onto the shelf. The stains that coated the shelf would forever be a testament to their joining.
"HARDER!" He screamed.
Each contraction around his form made Demyx pound harder. Blood spurted from Axel's other valve, splattering the chest cavity with a sticky red rain.
The two simultaneously reached their peak. A jet of Demyx's essence burst forth from Axel's heart.
As Demyx lay inside Axel's chest trying to catch his breath, a scent wafted into his nostrils.
"Eww... what on Earth... is that...?"
He squirmed his way out of the ribcage to try to find the source of the smell. The smell was suddenly accompanied by a strange sound. A crackling sound.
He looked over at where the two lovers had discarded their legs and nearly gagged from what he saw.
The limbs had turned a sunset orange, and had begun to decompose.
"What's wrong Demyx-sama?" Axel breathed.
Demyx stared back at the Chakram-wielder in horror. He too had turned that shade of sunset orange. The ribs that had up until a moment ago had become a fizzing mass of white bubbles. The odour became stronger and Demyx tried to cover his nose. But his efforts were in vain - his arm had also begun to decompose.
"This isn't a good prize!" Demyx cried. "This wasn't supposed to happen!"
"We must've done this 23 times," Axel said. "Y'know when that happens, we pay for our pleasure..."
"No, it can't be!"
"Yeah, now we will turn into ice-cream."
With those words, the two Nobodies lost the ability to move. The heat was drained from their flesh, slowly replaced by a sensation of dairyfication. Their muscles and bones were slowly changed into the frozen treat that had started their experience all those years ago. They were completely helpless.
"... Axel-chan... d-daisuki..."
Marluxia strolled through the aisles of the local Coles. Axel and Demyx had been missing for a while, and he had been ordered to find them.
"Ice-cream... that's what they were whining about earlier," he muttered to himself. He figured they were dawdling in the freezer section, arguing about flavours or something equally petty. He stepped into the chill of the freezer section. Axel and Demyx weren't anywhere to be seen. Marluxia strolled down the aisle idly; maybe he'd hear their voices elsewhere in the store. His sapphire blue eyes lazily traveled over the frozen goods stored on the shelves, when suddenly, a shocking sight met his indigo jewels.
On one particular shelf, he saw two vaguely human shapes strewn on the icy surface of the shelf. Except that they were definitely not real corpses, but some other substance. In fascination, he opened the door, causing fog to roll out in a steady stream. The shapes were not flesh, but some sort of blue ice-cream. But who would have made such… tacky things?
"What a waste of space," he muttered to himself.
Just then, Naminé strolled past with a basket in hand. When she noticed Marluxia, she increased her speed.
"Big brother!" she squealed, "You should leave them alone!"
Marluxia turned to her with a raised eyebrow. He pouted. "What are you doing back here?" he asked, "I thought you had already got everything for the duck stew."
"And fish sticks."
"Yes, yes." He placed his hand gently on her head.
"Anyway, you should close that door. Demyx and Axel are busy, big brother." Naminé gave Marluxia a serious look.
He glanced back into the freezer. Those ice-cream figures… it couldn't be. He peered in closer, ignoring Naminé's protests. He saw that the figures had the same hairstyles as Axel and Demyx, and their faces were unmistakable. Their features were frozen in an expression of pure terror. Marluxia hastily stepped back and slammed the door.
"That was rude of you, onii-san," Naminé grumbled.
"Naminé, go back to the castle. Now." Marluxia pushed her away.
Naminé's eyes widened at his tone, but soon she recovered and walked away slowly. He could hear her say, "Au au au… mii…"
He sighed and opened the door again. So. This was what had happened to them. He couldn't keep his eyes off the glistening forms. The smell of the two former Nobodies just reached his nose. His stomach growled.
Marluxia glanced around anxiously. Eventually, someone would find these… things. Probably throw them away or something similar. Not much of an end for two members of Organisation XIII. Naminé was out of sight. A small smile curved his lips, and he stepped into the freezer. The door clicked shut behind him.
"No use letting them go to waste, I suppose," he said to himself.
He bent down to examine a more strangely-shaped lump of the blue ice-cream.
