This is from the suggestion by Randomfan17. How about some BDSM? Enjoy! ^_^

Zexion paced back and forth in his room. He had left Axel a note early in the morning, asking him to meet him in his bedroom when he got back from his mission. Saix had said that the redhead should be finished with his mission by six in the evening. It was now pushing past 8pm, and Zexion was nervous. He fiddled with his cloak, trying not to give away the surprise which was underneath. He let out a sigh of relief when a portal appeared in the middle of his room.

"Sorry I'm so late," Axel said, walking out of the portal. "It took a little bit longer than I had expected with the silly, pesky Heartless." The redhead began to unzip his cloak, but then saw that Zexion was still wearing his. "Zexy? Why are you still wearing your cloak?"

The slate-haired man took a deep breath. "Go ahead and take off your clothes and lay down in the bed. I'll be right back. I'm glad you made it," Zexion said, smiling softly as he went into his bathroom, giving the redhead some privacy.

"Okay, Zexy! You can come out!" Axel said in a sing-song voice. Zexion picked up the item he had stowed on his bathroom sink earlier in the evening. He unzipped his cloak to put it in the confines of his pants, then quickly zipped the cloak back up.

Walking out into the room, he saw the redhead laying in the center of his bed, without a single article of clothing on him. Zexion bit back a moan as he let his eyes wander up and down the redhead's beautiful body. He walked over to the bed and pulled up the silk ties he had left permanently on his headboard, figuring if they ever wanted to use them, they'd always be there. Axel saw what he was doing and gave him his best seductive smile.

"Are you going to tie me up, Zexion?" Axel said in a soft voice. "Am I being punished?"

Zexion felt his body shiver in anticipation at those words. "It depends. Have you been a bad boy, Axel?" He leaned down and whispered in his ear. "You know I will know if you're lying or not," he teased the redhead.

Playing along, Axel let out a soft whimper. "Oh, Zexion. I've done some terrible things. I think I do need to be punished." Emerald eyes blazed with heat as Zexion pulled away from him. "Will you punish me?"

"Why would it be punishment if you're asking for it?" Zexion challenged. "Why should I do anything to you if you've done terrible things?" He did his best to stay in control, not wanting to relinquish the power over to Axel. I'm in charge tonight.

Axel whined softly. "I don't want to be punished, Zexion! I've done bad things, but I don't want to be punished."

Unzipping his cloak, Zexion let the black cloth fall away from his body. He knew that by Axel's reaction, he had picked the correct outfit. He had decided that he had wanted to role-play again, but wanted to keep it a surprise for his lover. He had gone back to Port Royale and had a seamstress make him a pair of tight, black leather pants that clung to all the right places. He had purchased a black leather collar from one of the shops, as well as a small whip, which was stuck in the waistband of his too tight pants. He pulled out the whip and flung it, the crack reverberating in the room.

"Too bad," Zexion smirked, loving the fact that Axel's mouth was still wide open in shock at his surprise. "You will be punished." He pulled the leather strap restraint that he had purchased before and placed it over Axel's sac and snapped it closed so it rested at the base of his arousal. "Now, turn over." It wasn't a suggestion, and the redhead took it to be as such. He snapped the whip again. "I said turn over!"

Axel quickly turned over, now resting on all fours. "I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry...what?" Zexion spoke into his ear.

"I'm sorry, sir!"

Zexion let out a low groan, not caring if the redhead heard him or not. "That's much better. Put your hands up on the headboard." He waited for the redhead. When he wasn't doing as he instructed, he pulled the small whip back and cracked it across Axel's backside. "Do it!"

The redhead let out a loud moan, quickly placing his hands on the headboard. Zexion stuck the whip back into waistband and placed the silk restraints on Axel's wrists. "Now, where were we?" He watched as the redhead pulled on the restraints, showing the both of them that he was in securely and would not be able to move. "Oh, right. Your punishment."

He raised the whip once more and cracked it across Axel's lower back, watching as the redhead yanked on the restraints and yelled loud. Holding the whip back, Zexion cracked it once more, hitting the opposite side of where he had just hit, to even out the pain. His cock ached as Axel's moans filled the room. He leaned down and whispered into the panting redhead's ear. "Do you need more punishment?"

"Yes, sir!" Axel said, even before the slate-haired man had finished his question. "More...punishment...I've been...so bad..." Looking underneath him, Zexion could see that Axel's arousal was visibly pulsating. However, that small restraint he had snapped on to it was making it impossible for him to release.

"Very well," Zexion said, cracking the whip against his backside again. He watched as Axel writhed, bucking his hips forward. He raised the whip once more, but was too intrigued as the redhead continued to buck his hips forward. "Do you wish to release?" He asked, recognizing the familiar pattern of the man's habits during their intimate time together. "Why should I let you release when you're still receiving your punishment?"

Axel cried out, "Please! Punish me more! I want more!"

As the redhead moaned on the bed, Zexion set the whip down and, as fast as he could, pulled off his tight leather pants. He got on the bed and could hear Axel still panting and moaning, encouraging the slate-haired man to continue with the whipping. But the whipping was done. There was only one thing that Zexion wanted. He poured a small bit of lube on himself from the bottle he had set on the bed earlier, and sat up on his knees. He grabbed Axel's waist and quickly thrust hard into him, penetrating the man deep from the get-go. Zexion watched as Axel's grip on the silk ties turned his knuckles white, the guttural moan that was released as Zexion pushed deeper inside of him made the slate-haired man shake with need. He was not gentle with the redhead. He had always wanted to be rough, but always lacked the courage. However, the leather pants helped make him feel the confidence he had needed to get past his insecurities. He thrust hard into Axel, making the redhead moan and cry like he had never heard him before, all with such a fierce passion that it was making Zexion almost release because of it. He pushed deep into him, knowing that the minute he took of the man's restraint around his arousal, it would be over. He loved watching Axel push back hard against him, pushing him deeper inside of him. Reaching around, he thrust hard and deep into the redhead as he unsnapped the restraint, and let out a loud moan as Axel clenched hard around him as he finally found his release, making Zexion quickly orgasm hard, both men moaning at the top of their lungs.

After a moment's reprieve, Axel fell face first onto the bed, panting hard. Zexion forcibly slipped out of the redhead, groaning low. He sat on Axel's side, on his knees, as he quickly undid the silk ties that were wrapped around Axel's arms. He heard Axel grunt as both of his arms fell back to the bed. Zexion chuckled breathlessly and laid down on the bed next to him.

"Fuck, Zexy," Axel said, doing his best to catch his breath. "Where'd you get those pants?"

Zexion smirked. "Why? So you can try and outdo me and get your own pair?"

"Noooo..." Axel said, wrapping his arm around the slate-haired man and pulled him flush to his chest. "I'll let you be the one to wear them. You look...amazing in them." The redhead pressed his face against Zexion's neck and placed a soft kiss on his skin underneath the collar.

Reaching up, Zexion undid the clasp on the collar and let it fall to the floor. "So, you wouldn't mind me doing this again? The whip wasn't too much, was it?"

"Are you kidding?" Axel asked, kissing Zexion's now bare neck. "It was incredible. I definitely want you to wear this get-up again. You amaze me, Zexion. Where'd you come up with this?"

Zexion chuckled. "In a book I read."

"Figures," Axel said.

Zexion closed his eyes and smiled. "I can have a few tricks of my own, you know." He let out a soft snore, the night's activities accelerating the need to sleep.

"I like your tricks," Axel said, nuzzling his neck quietly. "Sweet dreams, Zexy. Maybe I'll have a trick for you next." The redhead closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, holding the slate-haired man close to his chest for the duration of the night.