A/N: I really fucking need to write a Dark Link/ Link fic. How many of you would read it? Or are none of you Zelda fans :/

xD Anyway, don't be angry. Pretty please don't be. But I decided that since I've only written one lemon in my entire life, I would just skip it and write the beginning of it and then the next day. But, if eventually I get good at writing lemon, I'll come back and put it in. But it's still a good chapter. I think. :3

Demyx all but threw the hotel room door open and grabbed Zexion around the waist, pulling him in. Both of them giggling madly, they tumbled into the floor in a heap of tangled limbs. Zexion held his breath as Demyx kissed and sucked on the sensitive skin around his collarbone.

"Why do you always wear so much clothing?" Demyx said, pulling his boyfriend's shirt over his head. Zexion rolled his eyes before giving a small yelp. "You're messing up my hair!" he said, smoothing his fringe back down over his eye.

Demyx laughed loudly. "I'm about to fuck you so hard you won't walk for days, and you're worried about your hair?"

Zexion blushed a deep red. "Well, it's a good thing I booked this hotel for the entire weekend." he said, grinning sheepishly at the look Demyx gave him.

That is, until said blonde took him off guard and tackled him, pinning him to the floor.

All the air was knocked from his lungs, so the slate haired man couldn't say anything. Which was why instead of yelling when he was suddenly lifted up off the floor by a pair of strong tan arms, he just kicked and flailed around.

"For someone who seemed afwully eager to do this, you sure don't like being manhandled."

Zexion glared up at Demyx from the bed he had been dropped on. "It makes me feel like a child."

"Oh, you are definitely not a kid." Demyx said, looking Zexion's body up and down in a very delibrate way.

"Demyx stop oogling at me you pervert!" Zexion replied throwing a pillow at his face, which he caught with ease.

Walking up to the bed, Demyx grinned. "Don't pretend you don't love the attention." he purred.

The taller male bent over and hooked his fingers in the waistband of Zexion's pants and pulled down. The slate haired man leaned back to make it easier to get them off. He kicked them off of his ankles and then scooted back to make room for Demyx.

Said blonde grinned and crawled towards Zexion in a seductive manner. Zexion's breath hitched. "You still sure you wanna do this right now?" Demyx asked when he was as close as he could get to Zexion without actually touching him.

"Oh God, yes." Zexion breathed.

Demyx didn't need anymore permission than that.

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"They called the hotel manager on you guys? Oh God that is so priceless!" Axel said before kneeling over laughing hysterically. Zexion simply glared at him while Demyx was trying to kick him to shut him up.

Which just ended up with Demyx falling on his ass, which made Axel laugh even harder.

"Well, it's not out fault we're...vocal." Demyx said, a blush starting to form on his cheeks.

"Demyx!" Zexion groaned. He didn't know why the blonde had even told Axel in the first place.

During their night in the hotel room, one of the guests near them had called and complained to the hotel about the noise disturbance. Which ended up in a embarrassed hotel manager and a flustered Zexion. Other than that, the night had gone pretty smoothly.

"I gotta tell Roxy."

Zexion and Demyx looked at each other, then at Axel, then at Axel's phone, which was on the coffee table directly between all three of them. "No!" Demyx and Zexion shouted at the same time, before all three boys dived for it.

A/N: *nervous laugh* Erm...somewhat humorous ending makes up for no lemon, right? RIGHT?

DON'T HURT ME D':