So, I'm getting back into One Piece…and I feel, many eons from now, that there may be a few OP fanfics, though they probably would only be humor fics, since I can't take the series seriously. Even the more serious fics have made me laugh.

Oh well…

So…the sex scene was written with Luxord's POV, but keep in mind that Marluxia is still a rather sadistic person. You know, since we don't really get his thoughts in this chapter….just remember that. Oh, and Luxord isn't a virgin or anything…but he doesn't remember how to play the baby making game, so everything is pretty much like his first time. All over again. God, amnesia is convenient.

-Chapter 10-

Axel let his body curl a bit within the warm surroundings, his conscious barely registering reality as he breathed lightly into the sheets that surrounded his body. He was awake, but just barely.

He was warm…and the sensation of being covered all around brought a rather comforting feeling as he continued to doze. His mind didn't seem to move about, and all thoughts began to stagnate soon after, not bothering to question where he was, what was going on, or whether this was all just a dream. But then, how could he possibly concentrate on something so complicated when he was so comfortable?

He put up a pretty good argument, even if it was towards himself.

Axel buried his head into the unknown softness, muttering softly as he felt himself drift deeper back into the sleep that he had just woken from. He didn't know where he was, what was going on, and for the most part, he really didn't care.

But Axel's peaceful sleep was soon interrupted, and by his own actions no less. He was conscious enough to register certain sensations, and as soon as he was about to let himself fall back into a deep slumber, he felt a stabbing sensation hit him in the stomach.

Axel lurched a bit, his hand traveling through the sheets and his body twitching a bit from the pain as he grabbed hold of himself. He heard a somewhat loud sound emit from his gut, and a bit more pain continued, causing Axel to open his eyes and force himself from the wonderful sleep.

He was starving.

Axel blinked a few times; his arm that wasn't covering his stomach was freeing itself from the blankets that were messily covering him. His eyes blurred a bit as he tried to make out where he was, easily realizing, despite only being half awake, that he wasn't in the room he had been in before. His long finger leaked through the sheets and Axel felt the cool air seep into the warmth, causing his eyes to widen just a bit. The bright colors soon began to settle in their appropriate surroundings, and Axel could make out where he was, or at least, figure where he was.

In the same mansion…but in a smaller room.

Axel grabbed the covers of the sheets and pulled them up with him as he sat himself on the soft bed. He looked around the room, immediately taking notice in a very open door. He stared at his easy exit for several seconds, almost debating whether he was still dreaming or not. He had become so used to staring at two bolted doors…he had a hard time believing that it was going to be this easy.

The redhead slowly let the sheets go, letting the cold air hit his exhausted body. Axel hissed a bit. He was a lot weaker than he had figured to be. He breathed hard, wincing as his lungs inhaled the icy air.

He was far too weak, but it didn't seem to stop him from wanting to get up and out of the area. He was sure he wouldn't be given another opportunity like this one. Axel pulled his legs out of the covers; wincing just a bit as he felt more cold hit his body. It also didn't help he was no longer wearing his leather, heat absorbing pants.

Axel frowned. He let a finger trail down his other arm, which was covered in a flimsy, loose sleeve made from some unknown cloth. It definitely wouldn't help him. The very idea of him traveling around in something so loose just didn't bold well with him. What if it got caught in something? What if he needed to move around in a more crowded area, these clothes would only get in the way.

Where were his clothes?

He looked around the room once more, jumping off the bed as he nervously searched for his articles. There was no way he could go out without some form of protection…

"You're awake."

Axel jolted a bit. He turned his head to the side to see Roxas standing at the doorway, with some sort of clothing in his arms. At least, that was what Axel though, though he had never seen such strange, obvious colors before. But the buttons…

Wait, why was he thinking about this?

"Where are my clothes," Axel hissed, turning his whole body around and facing Roxas. He tried to look as menacing as possible. It didn't seem to work much though, Roxas' current expression didn't change one bit.

"You should be in bed," Roxas said, ignoring Axel's question. The blond walked over to Axel, ignoring the Neko's threatening pose as he dropped whatever he was holding in his arms on a chair. He turned to Axel and frowned. "Get to bed; you're too sick to be up!"

Axel was taken aback by this. He could see the look of actual concern on the boy's face, and almost didn't believe it at first. Why would Roxas care about his health? The boy wasn't good, at least not from what Axel had seen, being that he bought other living beings. But now he actually cared?

"What?" Axel shook his head as though he didn't quite understand.

Roxas didn't answer. He grabbed Axel by the wrist and pulled him over to the bed, forcing him to sit back down. Axel wanted to protest, but found that he was a bit too faint to do so. When was back on the bed he found his head spinning just a bit. He looked up to Roxas, blinking a few times before lowering his head and grabbing hold of it.

"You're so stubborn," he heard Roxas say from above. "You had to go starve yourself…get your wound infected, and you're running a fever."

Axel still seemed a bit out of it. What on earth was the boy talking about? An infection? He knew he was hungry as ever, but when did he…?

Axel then looked over to his side, remembering that Roxas had mentioned something about him being "shot". He could remember that night where he ran from the cloaked men, and he had heard a strange loud noise, followed by the pain that caused him to pass out. Was the wound infected now?

He lifted up the clothing and took a peek at his bandaged side. There were fresh, white bandages covering his skin.

Axel let go of the cloth and looked up to Roxas with a confused expression.

"You…"

"Not me," Roxas said, shaking his head. "I only carried you to this room. I had a doctor sent over here to clean it and drain the infected part of the wound. After that we had you cleaned up and your clothes changed for something a bit more fresh and clean." Roxas crossed his arms and looked away from Axel, blushing just a bit. "There's no reason for you to feel obliged in thanking me."

"I don't," Axel said. "I just…wanted to know how I got here. Why I'm not locked up in that other room."

"I see you're still upset," Roxas muttered. He took a deep breath and sighed. "Whatever the case, you need to rest. You're really weak right now."

Axel chuckled. "You think I don't know that?" He stood up and leered down at the young blonde, "Where are my clothes?"

"Why do you keep asking," Roxas asked.

"So I can get the hell out of here," Axel snapped. "You think just because you helped me out doesn't mean I'll just forgive you and accept you as some sort of master."

"I never said you had to," Roxas asked, "but if you think you'll be leaving…"

Axel leaned in closer to Roxas. He sneered at him, "or what?"

Roxas rolled his eyes. "You've never seen snow before…have you?" He took a step back from Axel and walked over to the window. "Although it's springtime I doubt you'll do well. You're used to hot, humid weather. Up here though, you'll probably end up with pneumonia if you wander outside, especially when you only have a pair of pants."

"I don't care," Axel retorted. He looked over to the door, which was looking more inviting by the second. "I'm getting out of here…"

"I bought you," Roxas said.

"You can't buy someone," Axel yelled. "I'm free to do whatever I want. Just because I'm not some stupid human doesn't mean I'm anything less than what I am!"

Roxas shook his head.

"I'm serious," Axel said. "I'm going! Now. I'm going to get out of here, find Luxord, and then we're going home…away from you and your kind!"

"I already told-"

"I don't care what you told me," Axel yelled back. "You think just because you say something that it becomes legit? I'm not going to let him waste away with some sick human who thinks he can treat us like mere objects." He let his hands ball up into tight fists as he continued to glare at the boy. "Well, I don't care what you say! And I'll fight my way if I have to…I'll fight…I'll…"

Axel's legs shook a bit as he stumbled a bit. He grabbed on to Roxas as he suddenly fell forward, causing him and Roxas to fall down to the floor. Axel gasped as he fell, his head shaking a bit as he pulled himself off from Roxas. He didn't bother to check how the boy was doing. He breathed hard as he tried to get himself back up, but his body just felt so much heavier that his legs just wouldn't support him. His eyes darted nervously around the room as he felt his vision bounce from good to decent to really blurry.

"Damn…" Axel slowly shook his head. He was so weak. And he was only getting weaker. He felt his throat tighten as he tried to hold in the tears that were trying to run down. Roxas was right…he would never make it out. The room was cold as it was when he got out of all those confounded sheets…it was even colder outside? How would he ever get out of here?

Axel let his body fall back to the cold floor, ignoring Roxas' comments as he stared up at the ceiling. He was so tired right now, and he felt like he was about to pass out again.

"You really aren't that far from death," he heard Roxas say next to him. Axel tilted his head a bit and stared up at Roxas' upset expression. "I know you don't like me…you probably hate me, but if you want to live to see the next day you'll do as I say."

Axel bit his lip and looked away from the boy.

"You're so goddamn stubborn," he heard Roxas mutter. The voice seemed a bit strained. Was he sad? Why? "Why can't you just listen…?"

"Because you make me sick," Axel said weakly, still looking away.

"I make you sick?" Roxas chuckled.

"I just want to go home…"

"This is home," Roxas answered. "You may not think so right now, but over time you'll see." Axel felt a hand rest on his shoulder. He didn't bother reacting to it, he bothered he could well enough anyways. "I'm not going to treat you the way you think I will…I told you I had all sorts of plans." This time Axel did flinch. The words frightened him. "I'm not going to hurt you; I don't want to hurt you, Axel…"

"Leave me alone," he cried, curling up.

"Axel...please…"

"I don't want to be here, I don't want this to be my home…I want to go home," Axel said, looking over at Roxas.

"There's so much you can learn, so many things I can show you," Roxas said, trying his best to ignore Axel's pleas. "I can make you so happy…"

"I need to find Luxord…"

"Why won't you listen?"

"I gotta find a way…" Axel glanced back at the door. Roxas wasn't helping one bit. The boy was completely deranged, thinking that he would simply come to accept this strange place as a possible home. As far as Axel knew, he had only one home, and that was miles away. These humans were not his family, and he certainly would not let them come to be as well. How dare Roxas say such things…?

"…I'll find Luxord for you," he suddenly heard Roxas say.

Axel's ears perked up and his eyes widened just a bit. Had he heard that right?

"I'll find your friend," Roxas said again. "If you just be patient, and listen to what I say, I'll go and have a team of Hunters find him."

Axel turned around and stared up at Roxas. Was he being honest? He could see the determined look on the boy's face. He couldn't be lying, not with something that serious.

"…really," Axel asked.

Roxas nodded his head. "If you promise to do what I say, and not be so rash, then I'll have a group look for him."

Axel's jaw dropped a bit. Roxas would find Luxord? And then they would be free to go home? Was it really that simple?

"What do you plan on making me do?" Axel forced himself up a bit so that he was sitting and at Roxas' eye level. "There's got to be some sort of catch to this…"

Roxas smiled. "I just want to teach you a few things is all…I said I had plans…but trust me when I say that none of them will be harmful to you. I just…"

The boy truly looked upset. This had to be bothering him. But despite being unsure, Axel knew something like this shouldn't be passed up. He didn't know when he would be given some sort of option to freedom. His only other choice would be braving the unknown wild on his own, and he was far too weak to pull such a task off. Right now this was the only and best option.

And he doubted Roxas would pull out of the deal once made…

"I'll do it," Axel said.

"What?"

"Whatever it is, I'll do it," Axel said. He looked up and stared intently at Roxas. "As long as you keep your word, I'll keep to this plan of yours…but as soon as you back out…"

Roxas smiled, "great!" He grabbed Axel's hand. "It's a deal then."

Axel looked down to his hand, then back up at Roxas. He hadn't seen the boy smile like that before; it seemed out of his character. But it made him fee a bit more relaxed, as well a more positive that this wasn't a bad idea, so Axel let it pass.

The sooner he left the better…

"We need to get you back in bed," Roxas said suddenly. He stood up and offered a hand to Axel. "I know that there will be some strain between us more the meantime, but you should know that all I have is the best interest for you."

Axel nodded his head.

"You'll need to rest for now, as well as put something in your stomach," Roxas continued. "Rest assure Axel, your time here will not be as bad as you think it will be."

Axel stared at Roxas' hand. Were all the human children this different, or was Roxas just an exemption? Planning, ideas…he had no idea what Roxas had in store for him, but whatever it took for him to get out of here…

"Ok," he said, taking the boy's hand.

"What…is this?"

Luxord waited for Marluxia to answer, though he could barely concentrate on any particular thought as the man continued to press him against the wall of his room. He hissed a bit as Marluxia continued to ravage his neck with small bites, but didn't bother trying to stop him from continuing. It hurt a bit, but the wonderful sensation underneath made it worthwhile.

"What?" Marluxia muttered, freeing himself from the Neko.

"This feeling," Luxord whispered.

Marluxia smirked at Luxord. "Enjoying yourself?" he asked.

Luxord nodded his head.

"Then what does it matter," Marluxia replied. "…you'll get your answer in the end, so there shouldn't be a problem…"

That didn't seem fair. He knew he was at a huge disadvantage. His whole body felt like it was on fire, and it was begging for pain and pleasure…why? He looked at Marluxia, wishing he could be upset at the man, but found it quite impossible. He really wanted Marluxia…he wanted to grab him and do things…he didn't know what, but he just wanted.

"Are you nervous?"

Luxord blinked, finding himself back in his room.

"Of course," he replied. He stared at Marluxia. His hand lifted itself, grabbing hold of the other, trying to bring Marluxia closer to him. "But…"

Marluxia didn't give Luxord time to finish his sentence. He pulled the Neko over to where the bed was, Luxord following right behind him as Marluxia moved Luxord a bit, facing him for the briefest second before pushing him into the bed.

"You talk too much," Marluxia said. "Just let go…it'll make things a lot easier."

There was a small spark of fear when he was pushed onto the bed without as much as a warning. Luxord wasn't quite sure to expect from Marluxia right now and having to wait patiently and watch as the man took action made him feel rather nervous.

No, he was still excited, very excited, but another part of him was rather fearful of what could be coming. His heart was racing, his body hot and shaky and tingling and beginning for Marluxia to keep touching him and giving him attention. He didn't know why, but it seemed as though he needed these things.

Luxord looked up at Marluxia, who was now hovering just above him, his deep blue eyes staring back at him and his hand on his shoulder.

Luxord lowered his ears.

"Don't be so nervous," Marluxia said, smirking just a bit as he lowered his head. "The door's locked…"

Luxord made a quick glance over to the door before looking back to Marluxia. What did a locked door have to do with anything?

Luxord shivered as he suddenly felt his shirt being removed, his hot, sensitive body being exposed to the cold air as Marluxia pulled his first article of clothing down. He gave a quick yank, making Luxord lift an arm and took the shirt, tossing it aside and letting it fall to the floor. Luxord couldn't help but stare at the strewn clothing, even as he felt Marluxia's hands wander down and work their way with his pants.

Marluxia was rather quick with getting himself into the others clothing, working his way through the small yet tedious task of pulling Luxord's remaining clothing off. Luxord made a small whine as he felt more icy cold air rest on his heated skin, even more when he felt cold fingers graze across it.

Marluxia chuckled.

Luxord's heart raced even faster. Every little action Marluxia did drove him closer to insanity. It was as though Marluxia knew what he was doing…somehow. He said Aerith and Zack did things…was this really it? How would he know about such things?

"Have you done this before?" Luxord asked.

"Only to women," Marluxia answered. He kissed Luxord's neck, giving it a small lick before continuing. "And mind you, I wasn't very passionate about it."

"This is passionate," Luxord asked, breathing hard.

"I'm being gentle," Marluxia answered. "If you want passion, you'll have to be a bit more patient."

Why?

"Don't be upset," Marluxia continued, letting his other hand rest on Luxord's lower stomach. "One step at a time, love."

Luxord grumbled to himself. He wished his emotions weren't that easy to read. He wished he knew what was going on…

He gasped as he felt Marluxia's cold hand reach and touch a very sensitive part of him. He looked up at Marluxia, his shocked expression growing as he felt fingers wrap around it, causing him to twitch and struggle about underneath him. It didn't feel bad, in fact it felt pretty good, very good, but it was surprising, and just the little touch made his whole self react. His faced turned a deep red as he felt Marluxia's hand rise a bit, and then slowly move back down, teasing him.

"Feels good," Marluxia muttered.

Luxord couldn't lie; "Y-yes"

"Kiss me," Marluxia demanded, letting his other hand raise Luxord's head a bit. Luxord didn't hesitate to respond as he lifted himself and pressed his lips against Marluxia's. He gave a soft sigh as he felt Marluxia bit his lower lip, deepening the kiss as he continued to stroke and torment his lower half.

Luxord's arms wrapped tightly around Marluxia, his fingers curling up as he tried not to grab hold of Marluxia and possibly hurt him. He felt Marluxia's hand let go of his face, going back down to pull at his pants, puling them down till they were past his hips. Luxord moaned into the others mouth, feeling Marluxia speed up a bit, causing him to wriggle about as he felt more pleasure and pressure build up around that area.

Suddenly Marluxia let go of Luxord's sensitive organ, and pushed the Neko down on the bed. Luxord stared up, watching Marluxia hurriedly undress himself, tossing his clothes aside and then moving back to Luxord. He grabbed hold of Luxord's side, removing the unwanted article of clothing and throwing it away. His eyes lingered down at Luxord, examining every inch of his body. Luxord did the same, and had been doing so for quite some time now. His blue eyes seemed glued to Marluxia's body, having realized how very similar they were. His eyes lowered a bit and stopped when he saw Marluxia's manhood. He felt a bit curious as he remembered what Marluxia had done to him, and blushed, looking away from a second as he wondered if he was supposed to do the same or not.

Marluxia went back to kissing Luxord, this time on the chest. His hands trailed around the Neko's body, feeling every little bit of it as he tasted Luxord. Luxord continued to grab hold of him, wanting the gap between them to die out and wanting some sort of friction for that aching part of him. He wanted more, more sensation and attention. His nails dug into Marluxia's skin, causing the other to hiss a bit, as he felt Marluxia's hot body rub against his manhood. Despite the pain, Marluxia continued with the kisses, moving down a bit as he proceeded to kiss Luxord's stomach. Luxord closed his eyes tight as he felt Marluxia hot breath hit him. A hot tongue pressed against his skin, dipping into his navel and causing him to hiss a bit.

Luxord opened his eyes when all sensation finally ended. He looked into Marluxia's eyes, wondering what was supposed to come up next.

Marluxia let a hand over in front of Luxord, curling all fingers expect his index and middle.

"Suck," he demanded, pressing his fingers lightly against Luxord's lips.

Luxord opened his mouth and willingly took the fingers in his mouth.

"Eager, are," Marluxia asked. "Try not to be too rough now; we're still far from over."

Marluxia pressed himself closer to Luxord, forcing the other to spread his legs a bit. He waited a bit before pulled his fingers away from Luxord. He glanced down, his face exposing just a bit of worry.

"…this is going to feel…" Marluxia's voice trailed a bit as he tried to find the right word for it, "…strange."

"Strange," Luxord asked suspiciously. "What does that mean?"

"It'll feel better after a while, and you're body should get used to it…hopefully."

Luxord frowned. Why didn't that sound promising?

"Just…relax," Marluxia said, grabbing Luxord's leg and, moving it a bit to the side.

Luxord jumped a bit as he felt cold wet fingers press against his opening. His widened as he looked to Marluxia with an almost horrified expression.

"It'll only hurt for a bit," Marluxia hastily added.

"Why?" Luxord asked in a shocked voice.

Marluxia rolled his eyes and then grabbed Luxord's length, stroking it roughly. Luxord closed his eyes and arched his back moaning as Marluxia continued, barely noticing when a finger penetrated him. Barely. He still noticed though.

"Ah," he whined, opening his eyes as he glared at Marluxia. It didn't hurt, but it felt strange. It felt odd, and having it move around inside of him only added to the harm. Marluxia let go of Luxord's organ, forcing the blonde to focus on the weird sensation. And then he felt another finger press against him, easily forcing its way inside him. "Nngh" He winced, feeling a slight tingle of pain around his entrance.

"You need to relax," Marluxia said. "It'll hurt less if you try to force it out."

"It hurts," Luxord said, not paying much attention to Marluxia's comment.

"Just relax," Marluxia said again, "it'll feel better…trust me."

Luxord couldn't deny that. Marluxia hadn't proven him wrong before. He felt weird…he could feel Marluxia stretching him out, his fingers moving around in a scissor like motion. It really only hurt a little, but the way Marluxia made it sound made him wonder how much more it would in the future. They weren't done, not yet. He still needed more…and he hadn't done a thing for Marluxia yet.

After what seemed like an eternity of endorsement, Marluxia removed his fingers from Luxord. He gave a small sigh of relief, glad that it was over. However, Marluxia continued to hover above him with a menacing look on his face, and both of his hands grabbing on to Luxord legs.

Luxord's ears lowered a bit.

"Scared?" Marluxia asked.

Luxord glanced in between Marluxia's legs.

Marluxia chuckled. "You catch on quick."

"That's…bigger than two fingers," Luxord said. "A lot bigger."

"Thanks for the compliment," Marluxia said with a laugh.

Luxord paled a bit, "I'm not sure about this."

"You'll have your turn," Marluxia said.

Luxord shook his head.

"It'll feel good," Marluxia said, "you just have to give it a try."

Luxord grumbled. "You're…sure?"

"Have I ever lied to you before," Marluxia commented.

Luxord shook his head.

Marluxia smiled, lowering his head and placing a kiss on Luxord's cheek. "Just relax…the worst part will be over in a few seconds."

Luxord listened and closed his eyes, trying his best to relax as he felt his legs spread nice and wide for a much easier access. He felt his heartbeat rush as he anticipated that pain that was going to come.

And then he felt it.

Luxord's cried out as he felt his opening stretch out, making room for Marluxia's erect organ. He writhed in pain as he felt Marluxia press on, going all the way in until he was fully sheathed. Luxord trembled as he felt his self instinctively tighten around Marluxia, his body trying to push the pain away.

"Relax…"

"It really hurts," Luxord whined.

"First time always does," Marluxia said. He closed his eyes and sighed. "God, you're so tight…" Marluxia grabbed on to Luxord, holding him tightly. "Do you want to continue?"

Luxord breathed heavily. Without saying a word, he wrapped his arms around Marluxia, burying his face in the others chest.

He winced as he felt Marluxia begin to thrust and pull out, his legs trembling as he felt pain grow inside him. Marluxia grabbed hold of Luxord's hips and thrust again, causing Luxord to cry out. What was that? He felt a sensational feeling run up his spine as his vision blurred a bit.

"Too hard," Marluxia asked.

"No," Luxord answered. He couldn't explain what had just happened. There was still pain, but then there was that burst of pleasure…right when Marluxia hit a part of him.

Marluxia's concerned expression eased up as he continued on, Luxord held on to Marluxia, gasping as he felt the other thrust deep inside him. Marluxia began to kiss Luxord again, sucking hard on Luxord's lips. He let go of Luxord's hip, his hand traveling over to Luxord's erection.

"Ah!" Luxord moaned. He felt Marluxia's hand stroke him, moving alongside with the rhythm he was producing as he continued to move about inside the Neko. Their kisses became a bit softer as each one become rougher on the other. Luxord's sharp claw like nails had punctured Marluxia's skin as Marluxia sped up a bit, getting closer to his climax. Luxord arched up, eager for Marluxia to continue to stroke him. His face flushed a deep red as he felt more pressure twist about in his abdomen, moaning louder as he felt himself reach closer to his end as well. "Marluxia…"

"Wonderful, keep saying my name," Marluxia whispered, he pressed his lips against Luxord's cheek. "It excites me…" Marluxia gave another hard thrust, rubbing against Luxord's soft spot. Luxord gasped, his claws digging into Marluxia's skin as we felt another wave of intense pleasure ride down his spine. Marluxia noticed right away and chuckled. "That felt good, didn't it?"

Luxord didn't even respond as he was still rather shaky from the feeling. Marluxia thrust again to get his answer, and was quite pleased to see Luxord moan loudly from the building tension.

"Say it," he demanded in a dominating tone.

"M-mar…"

"Stuttering won't get you any closer," Marluxia coaxed, his hand leaving Luxord length. Luxord leered selfishly at Marluxia, almost offended that he would do such a thing.

Marluxia laughed.

"Marluxia," Luxord said, his tone filled with desperation.

Marluxia began to suck on Luxord's neck again, his hand playing with Luxord's organ. Luxord whimpered as he felt a small release of pressure, though it didn't do much help.

"You're so close," Marluxia said.

Close to what?

Marluxia's hand grazed through platinum blonde hair, his head resting against the others. His hand gripped around Luxord's length as he, uttered a few incoherent words, and hit that sensitive spot inside Luxord again.

"Nngh," Luxord weakly cried out, "Marluxia!"

Marluxia smirked and repeated the action, this time much faster, hardly giving the Neko time to respond. Luxord eyes closed tight as he felt himself drawing closer, his body getting weaker and hotter by the second with every hard thrust in him, the growing pleasure seeming to engulf him. He looked up, not at Marluxia, but at the cover of the bed post, his eyes not really meeting with anything as he felt himself let go. But then it hit him.

Luxord curled back into Marluxia's chest, his eyes closed tight as he felt an unbelievable feeling envelope him. His body lurched forward, and he felt warmth take hold of him, and it was wonderful. He felt his body release, and his spine sent shills and shivers and even more pleasure all around him and his body. And as soon as it happened, it was over. His body felt drained as soon as he opened his eyes, and the only thing he could focus on once again was the fact that a part of Marluxia was inside of him, though it wasn't nearly as bad as before. He actually looked up and stared at Marluxia this time, his expression much more tense than he remembered. Luxord was too tired to respond or wonder why. Marluxia stared back down at him, grabbed hold of Luxord's now free hand and held on to it. Luxord's eyes widened as he felt sudden warmth hit him from inside, followed by spasm like thrusts. His free hand grabbed on to Marluxia as he resisted from crying out as Marluxia came inside of him. Within a few moments it was over though, and both males stood in place in absolute silence.

"…"

Luxord's breathing began to finally ease as he let himself go from Marluxia's moist body. He collapsed into the bed, and Marluxia soon followed, quickly removing himself from Luxord, which only hurt a little, letting himself land right next to him. Luxord kept staring up, too exhausted to really turn over to his side and ask what had just happened.

He felt…satisfied.

"…that wasn't that bad now, was it," he heard Marluxia say from his head.

"No, no it wasn't," Luxord answered. He felt his face cool off as heat began to escape from him. He finally turned his head to Marluxia. "What was that," he asked.

"What was what?"

"What we did," Luxord asked.

Marluxia chuckled. "There are a lot of names for what we did…but, to be simple, it was sex…"

"Sex," Luxord muttered, looking back up.

"Yes," Marluxia said, "and despite the small fight you put up, it was rather good."

Luxord turned back to Marluxia, curiously looking at him.

"You can top next time," Marluxia continued, "if you remember what to do." He laughed. "You held out pretty well. Pretty good for someone who might be a virgin to this." Marluxia lifted up a hand, staring at the liquid that coated it. "Tsk…what a mess you've made."

The strange liquid…Luxord paled a bit as he realized the same stuff was probably inside him.

"Don't worry," Marluxia said, "I'll have someone draw you a bath later on…"

"Hmm?" Luxord muttered.

"You still need your sleep," Marluxia said. "If anything, this ought to help in achieving that goal."

Luxord frowned. "Are you leaving?"

"I'm a gentleman," Marluxia said. "I don't just have my way with someone and leave them, no." He let a hand rest on Luxord's face. "Unless you want me to, I'll stay here for the time being, at least until you've fallen deep asleep."

Luxord smiled.

He really couldn't explain what he was feeling. He was tired, exhausted, and his lower half felt sore, but he was happy…more than just happy. It was so familiar.

It was as though…

…

As though he had felt this before.

He wished he knew how to explain it to Marluxia. He wanted to tell him about this warmth that was in him, that it wasn't something new either…but it seemed beyond words.

Maybe he was merely imagining it?

"Stay," Luxord said.

"Of course," Marluxia said.

Luxord relaxed himself on the bed, letting his body cool off as he felt Marluxia scoot up against him. He felt the man wrap an arm around his body, the other resting right on top of him, swaying back an forth in a petting like motion. Luxord let his eyes close halfway as he curled up a bit, bringing his legs closer to him. His backside was nice and warm with Marluxia being there, and his front had Marluxia's arm cradling him.

It was nice…

"You can purr?"

Luxord turned his head a bit and glanced over at Marluxia.

"What," he asked tiredly.

"What you were doing right now," Marluxia pointed out.

Luxord shook his head. What on earth was he talking about?

Marluxia groaned.

"You know what," he said, "never mind…just go to sleep…"

"You told him what," Larxene asked, nearly dropping her small handbag as she made her way down the small flight of stairs.

"What else could I do," Roxas asked, shaking his head miserably as he followed his sister. "He wouldn't listen to me…"

"You make him listen to you, she said, shaking her head as well. She groaned and placed a hand on her face. "Don't try to appease him; it's the other way around!"

"He looked so happy too…."

Larxene stopped in her tracks and stared hard at her little brother.

"And how do you expect to find this Neko," she asked.

Roxas looked down to the floor, incapable e of finding an answer.

"Exactly," she said. "You were better off with simple punishment…pain teaches anyone whatever you want them to know."

"That won't do any good," he muttered in an upset tone.

"Promising him that you'll find is friend when you know you can't is just as bad," Larxene comments with a snort. She laughed as she began to walk down the stairs once more. "He's expecting you to provide…"

Roxas frowned, gritting his teeth as he realized what a mess he had put himself in. He needed to think of some sort of plan. Axel would only stay as long as he figured he would get something out of it. He really didn't want to force the Neko into staying…

Gods…this was not looking good.

"You better think of something soon," Larxene said. "He'll be expecting some sort of news…"

"You think lying will work," Roxas asked Larxene.

"For a while," Larxene answered, moving aside to let her brother get of the stairway. "He'll eventually catch on though…" She paused for a moment. "But then…you never did say you'd purchase Luxord, right? Only that you'd look for him…perhaps-"

"I can't do that to him," Roxas said in disgust. "He'd let himself dwindle back to nothing if I did…

"You can't play the role of hero forever, little brother," Larxene said as she crossed her arms, smirking at the young boy. "The real world demands your part in it…and now you need to act. I'm not sure what you see in this creature, but do understand that he is not the same as us. You can outsmart him, re-teach him…"

"But…"

Roxas couldn't find himself to finish.

"Exactly," Larxene said. "Now…I best get ready to leave. It's a long way to Clathora, and I do plan on visiting other small cities along the way…"

Roxas let his sister walk off, still staring hard at the marble floor.

He had axel right where he wanted him, but he could never keep it that way without doing things that he wanted no part of…

Roxas lifted his head up, staring at the decorated ceiling.

"Axel…"

I swear, this sites Doc really hates me. Half of this chapter was underlined, the other half italicized. Ugh...

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