It's short but here…wow I seem to be saying that a lot. But hey, it's right before exams, cut me some slack! That and I've been obsessed with new video games…but still! Enjoy the next chapter and I do not own Kingdom Hearts.
"You said they lived in Rithven?" Xigbar asked.
Demyx nodded from where he stood next to Xigbar, leaning against the railing. Another crew member was making sure the ship stayed on course. "Yep. They live right on the coast line and have a mile wide section of the beach."
"Do you think they'd mind if we docked there?" Xigbar asked, glancing at the shorter man.
"Well, I don't think so. But at least Rithven is to the south and not the north," Demyx told him.
"Yeah. They've stayed pretty free of fighting, being that far down," Xigbar commented. "Which is good of course."
"Oh and um, something else I should warn you about before we get there," Demyx said. "They don't look very old but they aren't merpeople or something. They just…they found me when they were really young and they'd been living on their own for awhile."
Xigbar's eyebrows rose. "How young?"
"Fourteen," Demyx said.
"And they were living together? Alone?" He was surprised but he supposed he shouldn't be. Everyone had their reasons for doing things.
"They love each other very much," Demyx said, gazing out at the seat. "Especially since they've been together so long."
"What are their names?" Xigbar asked. "You never told me."
"Oh. Well…their names are Zack and Cloud. Zexion lives with them too…he's only twenty though," Demyx told him.
"Ah, so they're gay," Xigbar commented. "Not that it's bad or something."
Demyx smiled lightly, looking up at him with bright blue eyes. "I know you don't think that way, Xigbar. You're too nice to be like that."
Xigbar swallowed and looked away, finding it too hard to look at the adorable upturned face. He was growing far too attracted to the other man, despite how they were most likely the same age, unless Demyx was older. It just felt wrong for him to fall for him.
"Is something wrong?"
Great, now he was concerned and he would look even cuter. "I'm fine. Just thinking. Don't worry your pretty head about it."
"Um…okay. I'll just go, if it makes you feel more comfortable," Demyx said, sensing that what he said was right.
"Yeah, that might be a good idea. Sorry, kid."
"Don't worry."
Xigbar knew that Demyx was at the very least thirty two years old, the same as him. That didn't help calm his fears of being attracted to someone who looked so young, much less date them.
"Hey Xiggy. Just passed the messenger boy," Larxene commented, suddenly appearing beside him. "Looked pretty sad. What'd you do to him?"
Xigbar looked at her, a frown on his face. "I'm attracted to Demyx."
Larxene's eyes widened. "Isn't he like, sixteen?"
"Talk to him about it. He's not," Xigbar muttered. "But he just looks so young."
"I see. Well if he's of legal age, what's the problem? I know you're gay so that's not it," Larxene said. "Whatever, I'll talk to him. I hope you realize he's attracted to you too. God knows why."
"Bitch."
Larxene just smirked. "And proud of it. You know I love you. Just trying to repay you for all the things you've helped me with."
"No problem."
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"Vexen, don't bother with it," Marluxia hissed, gripping Vexen's arm tightly.
The tent that hid Roxas and Axel from the view of the night as in sight and though the pair of assassins had planned on walking on by, Vexen's desire for revenge had gotten the better of him.
"Just let me kill him," Vexen hissed. "I'll be quick."
"Fine. But use a knife or something. Your ice will give us away," Marluxia snapped, releasing the blond. "And don't let them see your face."
"I'm not stupid!"
Vexen reeled away from Marluxia and stalked towards the tent.
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Axel sat up, his ears twitching as they picked up the sound of twigs snapping and seconds later, Vexen's scent entered his nose. He quickly grabbed his pants and tugged them on. For an assassin, he sucks, he thought, shaking Roxas awake.
"Get yourself clothed," Axel ordered. "Someone's coming."
Roxas obeyed without question, being sure to keep quiet as he did so. Axel listened carefully, noticing that the footsteps had stopped. Seconds later, his delicate ears picked up the sense of something whistling through the air and without a second thought, he threw Roxas to the ground, moving to block him from whatever it was that was now tearing through the flimsy material of the tent.
A heartbeat later, pain registered in his back. Axel threw his head back, a feral growl escaping his throat as his limbs began to tingle, a strange sensation racing through his blood, hotter and hotter. He twisted his arm back, tail lashing back and forth, and ripped the knife out, staring at the hole in the tent with smoldering green eyes. He crouched down, stalking forward like the cat he appeared to be. He moved through the hole silently and Roxas could only stare in shock.
He watched as Axel rose to his feet just outside the tent. With a flick of his wrist the knife was spiraling through the trees and when he heard a muffled cry, he had no doubt Axel had hit whoever had decided to attack them. By now the old man who had the caravan had woken and was rousing the horses, forcing them begin moving. Roxas swallowed thickly as he realized that the old man was making a break for it without them.
Suddenly, he realized the truth of the matter. A knife had hit Axel in the back. Tattoos…were all over his back.
"Axel!" Roxas shouted, get back in here now. Whoever it is won't be coming back!"
Axel stood straight, nose sniffing at the air as his tail sliced threw the air in his agitation. Roxas was right, Vexen was fleeing, and quickly too. He could still catch him if he tried…
A hand snapped around his wrist, jerking him back and forcing him into the tent. Axel whipped around, pinning Roxas to the ground, green eyes glowing in the dark as he glowered down at Roxas. Roxas swallowed thickly, realizing he had just put himself in an even worse position.
"Axel, think clearly, please," Roxas begged softly. "Not here."
Axel was done thinking, thinking was over-rated, especially right now when lust was shining clearly in his eyes. He moved down and bit Roxas's neck harshly, enough to call forth several drops of blood.
"You are mine," he hissed.
Roxas thought past the pain and continued to insist on sanity. "Axel, you're bleeding. Your old wound might've reopened, let me check."
"Fine," Axel growled, anger evident in his voice.
He let Roxas up, sitting back on his feet and watching as Roxas found one of their lamps and lit it. Roxas looked back at Axel, startled at how much rage was in the Neko's eyes. He moved behind Axel, grabbing some rolled up bandages, examining the bleeding wound. Thankfully, the other one hadn't opened and the new one was more towards his left shoulder. He carefully bandaged it, unable to stop his trembling. This was different than last time Axel had been like this; he wouldn't be denied any longer.
Axel turned and pushed Roxas to the ground, gently, surprising Roxas. Their lips met softly, despite the fiery passion that was radiating off of the red head, his tail flicking back and forth. His arousal pressed into Roxas's thigh, the kiss growing more heated as Axel's tongue invaded his mouth. Roxas couldn't help but whimper, feeling so unbelievably weak, so dominated, so scared. He didn't want to be claimed when Axel was like this.
"Axel please," he whispered as Axel moved to his neck, suckling gently. "I don't want this. I can't now. I'm not ready."
"It's going to be now," Axel growled.
"Axe…" Roxas said, voice a bit stronger. "Stop."
Axel bit his neck harshly, again, a silent reply that he was not stopping.
"At least let me take control! I've never bottomed before," Roxas hissed.
Axel froze, even in his lust induced haze realizing he couldn't take Roxas when he was a virgin, at least in that way. He pulled away, sitting up though remaining perched on Roxas's hips.
"Anything, Mater. Just get rid of this yearning," Axel whispered, voice husky.
Roxas surprised at how quickly Axel personality changed, falling into the submissive role easily. He slid out from beneath Axel, raising up on his knees and pressing his lips to the Neko's. He could tell that the red head was trying to hold back, trying not to dominate the kiss and shove him down so he could ravish his body. In any other situation, Roxas was sure he would let him but for his first time…he couldn't do it.
Axel was stroking his back now, hands diving beneath the fabric of his shirt and tracing the curve of his spine as their tongues danced. He rotated his hips into Roxas's, letting him know just how aroused he was. He made sure to relax himself as much as possible as Roxas pushed him to the ground, swallowing thickly to keep himself calm. Axel knew through his lust that he wanted his first time with Roxas to be special.
Roxas kissed at his throat lovingly, hands wandering over his naked chest, just drifting, feeling him, reminding himself of who Axel was. Axel's tail had grown still but his breath was heaving from the effort of not to attack Roxas and gain control and Roxas appreciated the effort.
"You're amazing, Axel," he said quietly in the red hair's ear. "You didn't hesitate to save me and even now…you're doing this for me."
"You forget…Roxas," Axel said, breathing roughly. "I have done this for so many people."
"I am not them," Roxas said sternly, moving to look Axel in the eyes. "I love you."
Axel swallowed again, heart thudding, and not just from the rut. "I love you too…Roxas."
Roxas smiled sweetly and leaned down to kiss him only to have Axel stop him. "And that's why…I have to…resist."
"Axel."
"I want you so much right now. But…you're right. I can't force you into this and I can't…stand…being near you right now…want you so bad," Axel murmured, eyes drooping. "I should go sleep outside."
"But-"
"I can't do this to you, even if I bottom. Our first time…should be special…even if you are in control," Axel said, tail flicking as he tried to keep his actions in check.
"Thank you."
Axel moved quickly, suddenly disappearing from beneath Roxas and hovering at the hole in the tent. "Wrap up and keep warm. I'll be out here until morning. The rut will go away on the ride to the capitol."
"I love you Axel," Roxas said, moving closer again. "One last good night kiss?"
Axel looked torn briefly before pressing his lips to Roxas's quickly, but softly. "I love you too, my blond angel."
Roxas smiled and watched as the Neko darted out of the tent. He killed the fire in the lamp and then wrapped up in the blankets, catching the sweet scent of Axel still on them.