Chapter 4: The Meaning of Promises
There was no such thing as pillow talk for Axel and Larxene. They fought, and they fucked, but when that was done, they simply parted ways until the next time their cravings took over. They had no other use for each other besides a means to feel something in the emptiness of being a Nobody. It wasn't as if they loved each other; as if they were even capable of such a feat. Yet, even so, there was always that undertone of that strange, ignored something that accompanied their physical enjoyment of each other. And as always, neither of them decided to confront it, although they both knew the feeling was mutual. It was an unspoken rule.
Larxene sometimes liked to draw out her sadistic games even after they were done riding the throes of passion. It was such a moment as she straddled Axel's naked waist, lightly running her knives across the bare, vulnerable skin. She traced the contours of each lean muscle, putting enough pressure to make cuts so shallow that they hardly had time to bleed before they healed. It was rather timid compared to the other things the Savage Nymph liked to do to him, but even the smallest of pains such as this caused pleasured shivers to course through his body. Sometimes she liked to dig deeper, and the scars left by the more grisly slashes ran all along his pale skin, mostly across his chest, although Larxene was never one to leave any place untouched.
"I think you're in need of a heart." she murmured, lazily dragging the blade across the area of skin just above where his heart should have been, teasing the flesh with enough pressure to make it taste the cold steel without drawing blood.
"Aren't we all?" Axel muttered sarcastically, rolling his eyes at the obviousness of the statement. The blond Nobody hadn't come back with some snippy comment or a snide remark, but instead giggled. And that could only mean one thing.
"Close your eyes." she whispered commandingly. The redhead stubbornly glared back at her, emerald eyes defiantly daring her to make him.
The pyro saw the manacles reflect the light for a split second before just barely evaded their grasp. Larxene chuckled menacingly and made a move to get a hold of his wrists, but Axel skillfully dodged the metal cuffs and agiley maneuvered himself from under her body. She huffed in annoyance after picking herself up from her fallen position and located her knives. It was time for some target practice.
Her kunai sliced through the air with swift precision. She had incredible aim, but Axel was incredibly skilled in evasion. He dodged the blades, always getting away a millisecond before they made a deafening noise on impact with the object or wall he'd just been in front of. The Flurry of Dancing Flames had to admit that she'd gotten more skilled with her weapons as he just barely dodged a sharp knife, the blade grazing his skin enough to make a superficial cut. And he was definitely impressed when she'd disappeared from his sight and one suddenly impaled his stomach, the move unpredictable in its abrupt swiftness.
In his surprise and distraction from the pain, Larxene appeared behind him and snaked her arms around his lean torso. Axel groaned when she rubbed a rather sensitive appendage with her small hand as she lightly twisted the knife impaled in his stomach with the other. She never did like to play fair, he thought to himself sardonically.
"Now," she growled dangerously in his ear, nipping it softly with her soft lips, "you be a good boy and close your eyes."
Axel found himself shackled to her steel bedposts with a blindfold over his eyes in a matter of seconds. "Ooh, someone's getting kinky." he teased. That earned him a nice slap on the cheek and a sweetly spoken "Shut up." She also yanked out the knife from his stomach, earning her a groan and a "Fuck you" from the stubborn redhead.
The pyro had to admit that this was kind of turning him on, even if he didn't really like the position he was in. With his sight impaired for the moment, his other senses became heightened to an extent -- moreso his sense of touch. All he could do was feel and it was as if he was seeing with his body. He could imagine the attractive smirk that he knew was on Larxene's delicious lips and the look of her body straddling him. He felt the velvet smoothness of her thighs contrast with the chilling edge of her knife and he found himself becoming unbelievably aroused by this.
"I promise it will be a masterpiece." she murmured against his neck, her breath tickling his skin. Before he could ask what the hell she meant, he felt the blade slice deep into his skin, where he knew his heart would have been had he had one. The pain was increased tenfold, his lack of vision compensated by heightened touch. The exquisite pulse of fiery blood pouring from the deep wound made him writhe in agonized bliss. Larxene was giggling at the sight of the man beneath her, his pain causing her such great delight.
Axel's vision returned in an invasion of blinding light. He squinted against the abrupt flash of brightness and noticed the fresh tendrils of crimson against pale skin seeping from a still-open wound in his chest. The droplets of blood leaked from a shape carved into his skin that caused him to chuckle in spite of the pain.
"A fucking heart, Larxene?" he choked out incredulously.
"I told you that you needed one. Isn't it beautiful?" she asked teasingly.
He had to admit that it really was beautiful though. Albeit, in a very sick, demented way. The sight of the perfect, bleeding heart on his chest held a certain beauty to it incomparable by even the greatest artists. Its smooth edges were the deepest scarlet, but the blood that leaked from them filled the inside with its bright, shining color. The droplets that escaped the confines of the shape rolled down below it, leaving a trail of crimson that traced the creases of muscle across his torso. It really was a masterpiece in its macabre glory.
And it was as close as Axel would ever get to having a heart.
Suddenly he was overwhelmed with need, but not for the usual things he required from his sadistic companion. He needed a heart. A real, living heart.
His heart.
Larxene saw it in his eyes; knew the thoughts and desires flickering past those emerald orbs, and felt it, too. She wanted to be fully alive. She wanted more than this shadow of existence she was in. She wanted to feel the beat of life in her chest again. Shock was what she felt as this realization crept into her mind. Of course, the Savage Nymph had always known her goal in working in the Organization, but never had she needed it so badly.
For the first time in her non-life, Larxene was truly and utterly afraid.
"Promise me that we'll find our hearts together, Larxene." the usually sarcastic and arrogant Nobody asked – almost pleaded. There was a surprising gentleness in his voice that compelled the Apathetic Princess to agree despite her fear and uncertainty.
"I promise, Axel." she whispered, her voice choked and confused, before laying her hand on the bleeding heart and disappearing into a portal of darkness.
They'd finally realized what that unspoken something was that existed between them; the desire and need that reached far beyond their physical connection. But they should have known better.
Promises mean nothing when you don't have a heart.
AN: Here's the fourth chapter. My lord, these things are getting shorter each time! It was actually gonna be longer, but I decided that I like how it ends without the extra scene. That will be for next chapter.
Anyway, I hope this one was satisfactory. I don't know if their personalities might be just a bit off in this one, especially by the end, so I'd just like it if someone would help me out here by telling me if there's anything wrong with the chapter and, if so, what I should do about it.
Oh yeah, and I'd just like to thank again all of you that reviewed and added this to your favorites or alerts. You've all been very motivating for me and I really think this will be the first multichapter story that I'll finish in so many years. Because of you. Yeah, you all should feel very special right about now :P
Anyway, review please, as always. And I apologize for this being so short.
PS: Because my internet's being an asshole, this was submited a little later than intended. I was gonna update last night, but my internet was all fucked up and made me pissed, so yeah. Anyway, it's here now, so no need to fret. ;;