A/N from A.C.: Look what's come around. Yay! PiP is back!

Marluxia: Me

Szayel: AnonymousQuincy

Marluxia started to pump his hips faster, his moans getting louder, "Szay… 'm not gonna last… much longer…"

The other pink haired man simply met his gaze to show he had heard, unable to form a reply in his current state of uncontrollable ecstasy. It didn't take long after for Szayel to lose control as he came hard, covering them both with his seed and shouting out the older's name.

Marluxia let out a low moan as Szayel's body spasmed around him, making the heat around him get even tighter. With one last thrust, the older man came hard into the withering body beneath him. Taking a moment to catch his breath, Marluxia studied Szayel as he panted. After a few moments of basking in the after math of his release, the older man pulled out of the other and collapsed beside him.

Szayel lay panting for a while, allowing his mind to clear as he came down from his high. Finally capable of coherent thought and speech, he let a single word pass his lips, "… Zaera…"

Marluxia let a hand trail through the other man's hair and he mumbled, "Huh..? What's that mean..?"

The younger male smiled before offering an explanation, "That… used to be my name before I became a hollow… Up until just now, I had completely forgotten that…"

Softly petting the younger man's hair, Marluxia smiled back, "I made you remember?" He rested his head on Szayel's shoulder, "My name used to be Lumaria… Pretty bad, huh?" He chuckled.

"Not at all, I think it sounds nice… Still, I wonder what brought out my old name like that…" Szayel replied, leaning into the other's touch.

Marluxia hummed softly, "I don't know…" He gave a small smirk, "Maybe my dick is magic." He let out a few chuckles before falling quiet.

Szayel also laughed quietly before jokingly replying with, "Don't make me break another one of your fingers." He knew now it was just an empty threat since he probably couldn't now that he had come to like the other but nonetheless, it filled the silence.

The older man faked a pout, "Ooh, Szay-Szay… Would you really do that to me?" He pressed his face into the crook of the younger's neck and let out a weak sniffle, "How could you be so mean to the man that just gave you the time of your life?"

Szayel's eyes rested on the other before he reached over to where his glasses had been discarded, placing them back on. "I didn't mean it, and just to prove that, I'll fix the first finger I broke."

"Really?" Marluxia sat up and looked at the younger man, "Could you do that? I'm pretty sure Vexen would kick my ass if I went back with another broken bone. He hates taking time to heal people."

"Sure I can." Szayel replied as he got up and dressed himself, "There's just one thing. Thee only way to heal a broken bone without involving anyone else is a needle."

The older man shuddered, "Needle…?" He shook his head, "No, no, I can't do needles… I'm not good with needles…" He absentmindedly played with the blankets that bunched around his waist as he watched the younger man across the room.

"Don't worry, you won't feel a thing." The other pink-haired man said in a sing-song sort of way. The needle was a shock as it was no bigger than his thumbnail with a pouch on the end rather than a glass vial.

"It won't kill me right..?" Marluxia asked cautiously, eyeing the needle in Szayel's hand, "I really don't wanna die… please don't kill me…"

Szayel rolled his eyes in amusement, trying unsuccessfully to suppress the smirk that was tugging at the corners of his mouth. "It won't kill you, I promise. You'll just feel a pinch, and then it's all over." The Octava said reassuringly, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

The older gave an overdramatic sniffle and shifted slightly in his spot, "Okay… But it's not very nice to mock people's fears, Szay…"

Szayel frowned, taking Marluxia's hand gently as to not agitate the broken bone. "It wasn't intended as mocking. Why would you think I would do such a thing?" He asked, poking the end of the needle into the tip of Marluxia's broken finger and squeezing the pouch. "Oh, and be careful." He warned as an after thought, "The needle itself is painless, but that's only because the bone reparation hurts like a bitch."

Marluxia audibly whimpered, wanting to pull his hand back, "No no no no no no! I can just go back to Vexen now! It'll embarrass me less if I scream and burst into tears in front of him instead of you!"

Szayel pulled the empty needle from the older man's finger before crawling into his lap and wrapping his arms around Marluxia's neck, resting his head in the crook of it, "I would never stoop so low as to judge you for that. I only enjoy doing that to my test subjects and you're definitely not my lab rat." He murmured as the healing serum he had injected into the other began to take effect.

The older man closed his eyes tightly and clutched at Szayel's shirt tightly with his working hand. "Nnn…" He let out a pained groan, "Sz- Szay… It hurts… fuck…"

Szayel kissed Marluxia's neck softly before whispering in the other's ear that it was almost over. The pain began to fade slowly as the younger man said this and then completely vanished.

Marluxia let out a soft sigh of relief, letting go of the smaller man's shirt. He opened his eyes cautiously, mumbling softly, "D- Did that fix my finger..?"

The younger man released the other before smiling, "Yep. You're all healed." Once he was done speaking, his pink eyes widened for a moment before his face fell. He slid off of the other's lap and walked across the room silently, biting his knuckle as be blinked back the urge to cry.

"Szay..? Hey, what's wrong?" Marluxia kept his voice soft, his blue eyes watching the younger man cautiously, "Talk to me, Szay…"

Szayel shook his head before taking in and releasing a deep breath to calm himself and forced a fake smile, "Nothing is wrong. Why would you think that?" He forced a laugh but knew he wasn't fooling anyone.

"Szay… Please talk to me… Did I do something to upset you..? Is it anything I can help fix?" He got up and crossed the room, wrapping his arms around Szayel's waist. He looked him in the eyes, "I don't like seeing you so upset. Please, talk to me…"

Szayel looked away and decided to start his explanation with a question, "Tell me, why did you come to Los Noches in the first place?"

"My Superior sent me here when we first discovered this world existed. But we do that for every world that we find…" Marluxia started, keeping a close eye on the other man, "He told me that I had to look for anything unusual and to see if there were any heartless here."

"And once you complete that task you will have no reason to return here. I made a mistake by getting attached to you." Szayel growled, pushing the other away and leaving the room to get to his lab.