Another update? ^_^ This chapter may feel like it's jumpy. I apologize in advance.

After turning off the shower, both Zexion and Roxas stepped out, one at a time. Zexion took a towel and slowly began to dry off Roxas' wet body. He was slow and gentle, making sure to get every part of his body, from head to toe. Wordlessly, Roxas took the same towel and began to dry off Zexion's body as well. He started at his feet and made his way up to his neck, making sure to dry his slate-colored hair. He bent down to grab their clothes off the floor, but felt Zexion's hand stop him.

"No, leave those here. They're tarnished." Zexion pulled Roxas up from off the floor and led him back into the bedroom. "Lie with me?" Zexion asked shyly, slowly sinking to the bed.

Roxas looked down at the prostrate man. Instead of laying next to him, he placed both knees on either side of his hips, straddling him. He slowly leaned down and began to kiss Zexion's bare chest. "You taste so good," Roxas whispered, as he showered kisses all of his body. Zexion moaned underneath him, and he took one of his hands and began to slowly caress his right nipple. When he heard Zexion begin to moan louder, he continued his ministrations with his hand, and placed his lips over his other nipple. Very gently he bit down on his slightly erect nipple.

"Roxas!" Zexion cried out as his body lurched off the bed, trying to make the contact that Roxas' had with his nipple not disappear. "Oh!" He cried, laying back down against the bed.

"Shhh...just relax. You're with me now," Roxas said quietly. "Let me show you how much I adore you. Let me erase those awful images you had to see earlier," he placed a kiss on the tip of Zexion's hardening length. He heard Zexion whimper. "Yes, that's it. Just let me take care of you," Roxas purred.

Leaning his head back against the pillow, Zexion decided to be a bit more aggressive than he normally was. As Roxas placed his lips around his swollen arousal, he put both of his hands through the blonde's hair, holding onto his head. He felt Roxas acknowledge this new position and felt him swallow his arousal all the way down his throat. He held tightly onto his hair, pushing himself deeper in Roxas' mouth. "Do I taste good still, Roxas?" he panted out, willing himself to speak normally as he felt Roxas' tongue slip up and down his arousal, not leaving one place dry.

Swallowing more of him in his mouth, Roxas looked up and saw the pure bliss on his lover's face. He slowly licked the man from base to tip, and said "You taste better than good. You taste fantastic." And as if to show him further, Roxas placed his hands around his arousal and watched as it began to release pre-cum from the tip. He looked up at Zexion, locking steel-blue eyes with his own cerulean, and gently licked the liquid off the tip. "Mmmm...so so good," he whispered.

Moaning loudly, Zexion took his hands, placed them back on Roxas' head and pulled him down back to his arousal. "Then suck," he commanded his lover. Roxas obliged and began to move his head in the pattern that Zexion had begun. Soon, he was engulfing his entire length down his throat, and he slowly took his right hand and from the slickness of his saliva on his length, took his finger and pressed it at Zexion's entrance. Zexion raised his hips higher off the bed to accommodate Roxas' finger. Soon, Roxas was sliding his finger in and out of Zexion, all the while continuing to suck on his length. He could begin to feel Zexion's pulse in his length and worked his mouth faster, and angled his finger upwards inside of him, barely brushing his bundle of nerves. He felt Zexion buck underneath him, and maintained his hold on him with his mouth, sucking harder and harder on him. He slowly began to rub his fingertip over the sweet spot over and over, not relenting, feeling Zexion finally release in his mouth, swallowing him as if sucking out of a straw, every last drop. He slowly moved his finger out of him and took his mouth off of his slowly softening member.

Instead of saying anything, Roxas slowly slid up his body and placed his hardened length at his entrance. The two of them locked eyes as Roxas slowly pushed himself deep inside of Zexion. Zexion moaned loudly, indicating his approval of this new position, while Roxas' held his legs up, continuing to fill him up, not wanting to move until he was adjusted. Slowly, he began to move. Not with harsh, brash strokes but with soft, gently strokes. Roxas continued to watch Zexion and saw tears begin to fall from his eyes. Both knew that they were coming to a crossroads with their act of love, lust, whatever you wanted to call it. They were in the here and now, only feeling each other, enjoying each other's company. Roxas smiled and and slowly began to speed up. Never breaking contact, Zexion's gaze remained firmly on his, both of their mouths open in silent cries to each other. "Watch me Zexion," Roxas moaned quietly. "Watch me come for you, only for you. No one else. Only you, from now on," he began to release inside of him, watching as Zexion came again, just by watching Roxas and feeling Roxas inside of him.

They sat there for a minute, just relishing in the release and slowly Roxas' slid out of him. He lowered himself on the bed and laid next to Zexion. Zexion put his arms around his body and held onto him closely. "So, is this it?" he whispered.

"Do you want it to be?" Roxas asked, just as quietly.

"I want to be with you. Only you. Seeing Demyx made me realize that I no longer care for him. It's you that I care for." Zexion closed his eyes and breathed deeply. "You must have known all along when we began this, this is what would probably end up happening. Didn't you?"

Roxas pulled Zexion closer to his body. "I didn't know what was going to happen. All I knew is that I needed you and wanted you. What I got was more than I bargained for. But seeing that my boyfriend sexually assaulted me, I don't really consider him anything to me. I'm going to tell him it's over."

Zexion sat up and looked at Roxas. "Really? Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I should have done it a few weeks ago. When I realized that I couldn't get you out of my mind." He kissed the slate-haired man's lips softly. "What about Demyx?"

"Oh, no worries there. I'm just going to be honest with him. He can do whatever he wants, with whoever he wants. Hopefully we can remain friends. I don't hate him."

Roxas smiled. "That's good. What do you say about taking a nap, and then heading back to the castle? I don't know about you, but I'm pretty beat." Roxas inadvertently yawned. Zexion chuckled.

"Sure, let's take a nap. Thank you," he whispered. "I don't know what'll happen when we get back to the castle, but as long as I know you're mine, it'll be ok." Zexion closed his eyes and quickly drifted off to sleep.

"I sure hope so," Roxas murmured, quickly falling into a deep sleep as well.

Demyx opened his eyes and looked at the clock. "Eep!" He squeaked, when he saw that Xigbar was still next to him. "Xigbar!" He shook the older man. "Xigbar, wake up! It's past 9 o'clock!"

Xigbar opened his one good eye blearly. "Huh?"

"It's after 9 o'clock! Wake up! We have to get up!" Demyx continued to shake the older man awake.

Laughing, Xigbar took his hands and pulled him close. "You know, this isn't quite what I had in mind waking up next to you." He kissed the top of his head.

"D'oh, Xigbar. Come on. You have to get going. What if someone were to come here and find you?"

"So? No biggie. I'll just say I had to stop by unannounced." He smirked. "Of course, I don't know how I'd explain my lack of clothes," he gestured downwards to his naked lower half, "but that's another story."

As Demyx looked down at his impressive lover's member, he saw that it was becoming bigger the more he watched it. Xigbar flexed his member and Demyx giggled. "Like that, baby?" Xigbar said seductively into Demyx' ear. "I can make it spit at you if you'd like," he growled and sucked on Demyx' earlobe.

"Gah! Xigbar, you are not helping matters!" Demyx whined, attempting to be disciplined. Instead, he couldn't take his eyes off of his lover's hardening member. He tentatively reached out and began to touch him. He moaned softly at the contact that was made with his hand. "Mmm...you feel so good, Xigbar," Demyx mewled as he began to stroke him off. "I don't know how I'm supposed to keep my hands off of you," he smiled shyly.

"Who said you had to stop?" Xigbar thrust himself up in Demyx' hands, and then took his hands and placed them over the blonde's. "Like this," he showed him how he liked to be stroked. Demyx watched, fascinated, as the man began to touch himself with his hands. Demyx could feel himself getting more and more aroused as he watched the man guide his hands. Soon as he got the hang of it, Xigbar let his hands drift over to Demyx' now hard length and began to stroke him. "You like this?" Xigbar whispered. Demyx moaned in approval, as he felt Xigbar begin to speed up his rhythm, so did he. Both men were breathing erratically, both getting close to their release. Demyx moaned his lover's name loudly as he came, after only a few minutes of contact with Xigbar's hand on him, and Xigbar quickly followed. They both sat there, basking in their early morning, for lack of a better word, hand job. Xigbar placed a kiss on Demyx' lips. "What are your plans for today?"

"I'm not certain. I'll probably just hang around, playing sitar. If I'm needed on a mission, I'll go. But so far, I haven't been sent out since my last disaster in Agrabah." He sighed.

Xigbar grinned. "Sounds like a nice Saturday to me. I have to get going, though. I've got to do a few things today." He got up and began to get dressed. "Will I see you later?"

Demyx smiled shyly. "I hope so." He always felt so shy around the older man. "Hey, Xigbar?"

"Yeah?"

"Why do you like me?"

Xigbar stopped at the door. "Because you make me feel human again. You make me care about the small things." He smiled and walked out of the room.

Giggling, Demyx laid back on his bed. "He likes me!" He squealed and then, after having his exhaustion catch back up with him, he grabbed the pillow he had been sleeping with and hugged it to his chest. He breathed in deeply. It smelled like Xigbar. He smiled and just laid there, daydreaming about when he might see the older man again.

Axel placed his lips against his friend's, kissing him with unrequited love. "Are we safe here?" he asked the bluenette.

The bluenette sighed. "Does it even matter anymore? He knows about us. There's not much I can do about that anymore. You and I," he paused. "It's always been you and I. I don't want to think of it being any way else." Saix deepened the kiss, pulling Axel closer to his body. "Just make me forget. Make me not be afraid to close my eyes," he whispered as he felt a tear slip down his cheek.

Watching the tear roll down his cheek, Axel quickly kissed the drop before it fell of his face. The salty liquid touched his lips and he sighed. He knew what his friend needed and wanted to give it to him. Slowly, he brought his hands down to his shoulders and began to kiss him. They were out in the open, so Axel quickly opened a portal and pulled Saix through it, never letting his lips leave him. They arrived back in Axel's room. He put a barrier up between the door so no one would be able to enter without having to knock first. The barrier he created also made it impossible for anyone to portal into his room. He drew Saix to his bed.

Without words, Axel began to undress his friend. As he took off his cloak, he raised his shirt above his head. The marks on the bluenette's body made him stop for a second and made him cry out in despair. He watched as Saix shrank inside of himself, trying to cover up his body. Axel held him still and gently began to kiss the marks. "I won't let him get to you again," Axel promised. "As much as I am able to, I will protect you. I will never, ever hurt you." He kissed up his friends' body and captured his lips in a searing kiss.

Saix moaned into his mouth, letting his insecurities go. He grabbed onto Axel desperately, wanting to bring the other man closer to his body. He laid down on his back, pulling Axel on top of him. Without a word, Axel slowly slid himself in between his legs and began to push himself against Saix' entrance. He was still clothed, not knowing if he should remove his clothes. "Do you want me to take you?" Axel whispered, leaning down and placing a kiss against his neck.

Moaning softly, Saix whispered, "I'm injured," he placed his hands on his shoulders and gently flipped the redhead onto his back. "Let me make love to you," the bluenette whispered, gently biting his lover's neck. Now it was Axel's turn to moan underneath him. "Yes, Isa." He gently raised his hand and touched the scar on Saix' face.

Saix took his hand and slowly lowered Axel's clothes off of his body, feeling his insecurities coming back as he examined his lover's perfect body. "I'm so broken now. I feel so broken," he sobbed, as he placed kisses on the redhead's body.

"You're not. I promise. You're just as beautiful as you were a week ago," Axel whispered, pulling Saix close to him in an embrace. "You must believe me."

Axel took his hand and gently grabbed Saix' length. "Think about me. Be with me right now, Sai. Don't be anywhere else. Just think of me, and what I'm doing to you," he whispered in his ear as he continued to coax the man to become engaged in their foreplay. When he felt the man becoming stiff in his hand, he smiled. "That's it. That's good, Saix. Listen to my voice. Let it wash over you," he said as he continued to pump the man faster. Saix began to writhe on top of him, enjoying the feeling of Axel's hands over his body. Axel then leaned down and angled his head to capture the bluenette's length in his mouth.

Saix gave a startled yell, not quite expecting to feel the warmth of Axel's mouth against his arousal. Axel only sucked on him for a second, or two, full coating his length in his saliva. Axel then moved Saix so that he was now between his legs, his now wet arousal pressing against his entrance. Emerald eyes locked with amber ones, he nodded slightly, and Saix pushed his way inside of him. They stared at each other, each letting their guards down - if only for a moment - and just felt each other. They moved together in a gentle rhythm, each feeling as if the other completed themselves. Once their act of love was complete, they laid together, holding each other.

"What are you going to do about Roxas?" Saix hated to bring it up, but after sharing what he had with Axel, he wasn't too keen on letting him be with the young blonde anymore.

"It's over between us. What I did to him was wrong. And besides, I need to protect you. You've always been the one I wanted to be with," Axel whispered.

"Are you going to tell him about us?"

"Is it necessary?"

"Not really, I suppose."

Kissing the top of his head, Axel shushed him. "Don't worry. I will figure something out. Come on, we've had a long night. Let's get some rest, ok? Let's worry about our problems later."

Saix nodded against his friends' chest. "You're right." He smiled and felt himself drift off to sleep.

Xemnas stood and could feel the bond between his Number VII and his Number VIII grow stronger. He clenched his fists and hit his chair hard. "DAMN IT." He screamed to no one in particular.