A/N: This story is Rather Distasteful from this chapter on. I do not recommend reading it at work. CW for non-con. Read at your own risk; Don't Like, Don't Read.
Chapter 2: January 15th
"And I'm all alone tonight~" Saïx sung. "Oh joy, aren't I happy."
"You're not the only one with a cold bed," Marluxia piped up.
"Sucks worse than hell."
"Agreed." Marluxia climbed into Saïx's bed. "Problem solved!" he announced with a devilish grin.
Saïx blinked, then shrugged. "Oh well, I'm not complaining," he decided, smiling.
Marluxia snuggled in and made himself comfortable. "Well, now you can't complain about being alone."
Saïx's smile turned into a slight smirk. "Well, neither can you."
"Then I won't," Marluxia decided.
Saïx nuzzled the other's neck with his nose. "Good. Cause honestly, I don't want you to."
Marluxia chuckled. "Yes, I know, no-one wants to hear it."
"No," Saïx demurred. "I said it cause you don't deserve to be alone.
Marluxia stroked Saïx's hair. "Mmm, I've always liked your hair. It's soft."
Saïx wrapped his arms around Marluxia. "I'm glad you do, and I love your aroma. It's absolutely intoxicating."
Marluxia blinked, taken aback by the compliments. "Thank you, Saïx. You smell very nice yourself."
Saïx smiled softly. "You are more than welcome."
Marluxia snuggled in closer. "Mmm… you're so warm, so beautiful and warm."
Saïx chuckled a little. "You really think so…?"
Marluxia nuzzled Saïx's cheek with his own. "Yes. I wouldn't say it if I didn't. After all, I haven't got an audience. It's just you and me."
Saïx slightly bit his lower lip a bit, taken by the other's words. "True… I'm flattered. So far you're the only person who has gotten this close and didn't piss me off…"
"Really? But you seem so calm most of the time… what did the others do to piss you off?"
"I keep my composure very well, but if you must know unfaithfulness is something that pisses me off..."
"Yes, it does the same to me. But I'm not seeing anyone at the moment, seeing as how my husband dumped me two days after our wedding."
"How dare someone so low do that to someone as undeserving as yourself!" Saïx—having seemingly forgot his conversation with Marluxia just a couple of days ago—lightly cradled Marluxia's face with his hand. "I don't have anyone for the moment either," he confided.
Marluxia leaned his face into Saïx's hand. "Thank you, Saïx, that's very kind. And this feels nice…" He let out a light purring sound.
Saïx cradled the other's face with both hands now, as he leaned in softly, resting his forehead against Marluxia's. "I agree, this does feel nice…"
Marluxia slowly closed and reopened his eyes, his forehead and cheeks tingling and beginning to grow warm. "Yes...mm, you're so affectionate today."
"Oh, I am? I haven't noticed my behavior at all. " He teased the other a little.
"Yes, you seem like the sort of man who doesn't pay much attention to how he acts... but you are so beautiful and usually so aloof. It's fun to watch you."
Saïx laughed softly. "It's fun to watch you as well."
Marluxia blushed a little deeper. "Thank you," he murmured, stroking Saïx's hand tenderly.
"There is no need to thank me, cause..." He pondered a bit; the diviner's face held a slight tint of pink. "I... I love you."
"You... what?" Marluxia gasped, looking up at Saïx through thick black-mascara'd lashes. "Saïx... are you... are you feeling alright?"
"I'm feeling just fine, there is nothing wrong with me..." Saïx stirred lightly, looking at the pink-haired male nervously, so it seemed.
"My apologies, I just- how is this possible?" Marluxia rested his head on Saïx's chest, listening for a heartbeat, which seemed the only possible explanation.
He looked down at Marluxia, slightly confused. "What on earth are you doing?..." Not always feeling as 'normal' as usual, but he would quietly admit that for some reason there was a strange warmness in his usually empty chest.
Marluxia raised his head. "Checking for a heart," he said, as if it were the most logical thing in the world. "What else would prompt you to say such a thing?"
"Couldn't be..." Saïx placed his hand slightly over his chest, his face looked extremely surprised at his finding. "But how?..."
"I wouldn't know," said Marluxia. "But last month, Irina Grey and I got drunk and bought about fourteen hearts from GeneCo. We charged them to Luxord's credit card and he had the payment rescinded, so we have until March before the Repo Men come for them. So I suppose until then, I can maybe try to love you back, if that's what you want?"
Saïx listened to the whole story, thinking everything through before he nodded once. "I see, but I wouldn't force you to, if you feel this way for me, then I believe so."
"Well... I... I don't know," Marluxia answered honestly. "I'm quite flattered, of course, and I've always found you scintillatingly attractive- you know I can never resist a man with scars and soft hair- but... having a heart, even a temporary one, changes things. If I abruptly go back to my usual cold and calculating self in March, would it bother you?"
"Not really, since my heart may be temporary as well I probably would go back to the stuck ways I had as well..." Saïx replied a lil uneasily.
"Well, then, there shouldn't be much of a problem. Actually..." Marluxia cleared his throat. "I've been taking care of Vexen lately, and... well, he's mentioned his interest in 'Saïx' to me more than once." He smiled. "You can have both of us in bed, if that's what you want."
Saïx grinned widely at that thought as he lightly drummed his fingers on Marluxia's shoulder. "Oh really now? I do absolutely like the sound of that"
Marluxia beamed. "Mmm, then I will let Vexen know." He snuggled back into Saïx and took out his cell phone, texting the scientist. Saïx played with the other's pink hair as he arranged their lil play.
Marluxia put his phone away and nuzzled into Saïx's hands. "Mmmm, I love having my hair played with," he purred.
Saïx smiled down at Marluxia, slightly tugging his hair. "Heh, hope you don't mind that I get a lil sadistic"
Marluxia squirmed a little and drew his knees up to his chest, blushing. "I always suspected, and that's one of my favourite things about you."
Saïx chuckled as he leaned down to skim Marluxia's neck lightly with his nose. He stopped to the pinket's ear. "So what else have you suspected of me?" he purred softly.
"Ahh!" Marluxia gasped. "I- I suspect that you like having sex in Berserker mode, you like using claws and knives... and I've always wondered about that scar. I... I've heard rumours that you carved it into yourself as a display of loyalty towards Xemnas, or that, as strange as it sounds, Xigbar carved it into your face to mark you as his- well, rather, that Braig did so to Isa."
"Everything except those lil rumors are true, maybe I'll decide to tell you about this scar one day. "
"Mmmm, Saïx, I would like that." Marluxia kissed the center of the sexy scar.
Vexen peeked into the room, a frown on his features. "Marluxia I'm a VERY busy man, now if you don't mind? I hope you can make this qui-..." he said, the quirking a brow. "...You brought me in here so I can watch you cuddle VII?"
Marluxia turned to Vexen as he heard the other's voice. "No, Vexen. I brought you in here to join in the fun." He sat up and held out his hand to Vexen. "Come sit with us."
Saïx smiled, looking at Vexen. "Oh come now don't be like that, Mar already gave up your lil secret," he purred deeply raising an eyebrow. "I know you want to join us."
"Yes, come on, Vexen, eat one of the cookies I gave you and join us. And there aren't any roofies in them... but they should aid your sexual performance." Marluxia smirked.
Vexen walked over, giving him a suspicious glare as he sat down across from them, folding his arms. "...Secret? What secret? What have you been telling him about me?!"
"Oh, just that you wanted him to have sex with you," Marluxia said, smiling innocently.
"I..." Vexen started before frowning. "I never said such a thing."
"No? But don't you?" Marluxia tilted his fluffy pink head. "I've seen the way you look at him. It would make me jealous if I wasn't also extremely attracted to him. Now eat your damn cookie."
Saïx sat there with the hugest smirk on his face as he combed his fingers through Marluxia's hair. "I've seen the way you stare at me, like a kid with a brand-new toy" He chuckled deviantly.
Vexen grumbled, starting to chew the cookie, after all there wasn't Rohypnol in there. He glared a little, finishing it off. "So you brought me here to humiliate me in front of VII? Is that it?" he growled, licking the crumbs off his fingers.
Marluxia smirked and climbed off the couch, kneeling beside it. "No, Vexen, I brought you here to get what you want from him. But that is a sexy snarl. You two can have the couch," he added unnecessarily. He stretched and whispered in Saïx's ear, "Just pound him already until the Viagra in the cookies takes effect. I'm more than happy to watch."
Saïx kissed Marluxia's forehead lightly as he got up. "Okay Love." Looking at Vexen he walked up to him slowly, the smile still on his face. "Come here Vexy."
Vexen merely glared.
"Aw, don't be mad~ I won't hurt you... At first," Saïx said as he grabbed Vexen by the cloak.
Vexen held one finger up, letting out a hiss as he slowly stood up. "Ow that, HEY!" he shouted, grabbing hold of Saix's shoulders. "My balance isn't that good. And... Marluxia you're sick."
"Hmph. I've been giving you your pills, massages, and the occasional bath, I set you up with one of the sexiest men in the Organization, and this is the thanks I get," Marluxia huffed, crossing his arms.
Vexen glared to him. "...Perhaps because I have the feeling that this will all turn into some hideous prank."
"It's not a prank, Vexen," said Marluxia. "I have two major sexual fantasies. One is a threesome with Saïx and the Superior. The other is a threesome with Saïx and you."
Pulling the blond closer to him, Saïx fiddled with the tassles on his cloak. "You won't think it's sick when you're enjoying yourself," Saïx said unzipping Vexen's cloak.
"Hey!" Vexen said, clutching onto his robe, feeling a little embarrassed. He was only really seen naked when in the bath. "I... well. That... I'm impotent."
Saïx frowned slightly. "Keep this up and this will turn into rape" He snarled lightly. "You're being a real killjoy..."
Marluxia's eyes lit up at the word "rape" and he bit his lip, squirming again. "Vexen. Eat one of the cookies. It'll help. It-" He stopped, biting his lip again. "Just trust me. I wouldn't hurt you. Much."
"So are you gonna play nicely? Or do we have to this this the hard way?" Saïx questioned, placing his hand over Vexen's in an attempt to remove his hand.
Marluxia crawled over to Vexen and nuzzled his crotch, running his hand up the other's thigh. "Mmm, even if he's not ready, no gay or bisexual man can resist you, Saïx."
Vexen's eyes widened, then gulping a little. He didn't expect this to be the outcome when he was called in. "I'll... I'll have a cookie," he said, reaching over to grab another of the Viagra-laden treats. Marluxia closed his eyes, pressing his face against Vexen's thigh and moaning.
"So you're gonna play nicely? " Saïx asked, looking at Vexen. " Like I care if you say no~"
"Yes, yes..." Vexen said, unable to help but feel slightly intimidated at the situation.
"Great," Saïx said as he removed Vexen's cloak. Marluxia undid Vexen's pants and pulled them down slowly, like he was unwrapping a fragile gift.
"Ack!" Vexen let out, holding onto Saïx's shoulders, a small flush growing over the bridge of his nose at the situation. "Could I... not be the only one naked?"
Saïx rolled his eyes before he undid his own cloak letting it fall to the floor. "Mar, you wouldn't mind removing my pants now would you?" He purred softly before he slowly licked Vexen's neck.
"I thought you'd never ask," Marluxia purred, stripping off Saïx's pants and kissing his inner thigh. He stood up, taking off his own cloak and pants, revealing a devil-red corset and tight black briefs with his number emblazoned in red on the front.
Vexen shuddered, letting out a small cringing noise before looking to the side, peeking at Marluxia's attire. "Why am I not surprised?"
"Why would you be? I know I'm probably the only one here who wears corsets regularly. Though I did buy one for Namine... not that she needs it."
"Namine?! She's about 14, Marluxia! Why on EARTH would you by her something like that?" Vexen said, giving Marluxia a horrified look before looking down. "...Why did you give me the Viagra so early?"
Marluxia kissed his way up Vexen's leg to his crotch, tugging down his underwear and licking his member. "Shh, let's not talk about Namine," he purred, taking the older man's member into his mouth and suckling tenderly.
"Now just enjoy yourself~" Saïx purred in Vexens ear as he ran his hand down his back.
Vexen bit his lip, the first time he ever really felt stimulation before. "That... would... uh..." he let out, feeling slightly awkward in this position, only to be disturbed from his thoughts by a face full of sofa.
Saïx positioned himself slightly as he teased Vexen's entrance with his member. "Ready, Vexy?"
"THAT was unnecessary. You didn't need to shove me! And another thi-..." he said before his eyes widened. "...Already?"
"Wait," said Marluxia, grabbing a bottle of aloe out of the pocket of his cloak on the floor. He tossed it to Saïx. "Use lubricant or you'll hurt him."
Saïx grabbed the bottle, applying a generous amount to his length. "All your rambling makes me impatient," he said before thrusting into Vexen completely.
Vexen gasped as a sharp pain went up inside him, shuddering. "O-Owwwh... No," he couldn't help but whine, trying to twist so it would come out. "Stop it, VII!"
Marluxia placed both hands on Vexen's shoulders and pressed him down, rubbing his shoulders firmly. "Shh, relax," he purred.
Saïx moved out slowly before going back in at a slow pace. "Sorry, but I can't stop now, Vex~"
Vexen couldn't help but choke out a small sob in pain, trying to press back against Marluxia's hands, but to no avail. "Please, I didn't for one second say it was okay to do that! Get it out!"
"But this is what we called you in for, so you should have known," Saïx said calmly as he still continued to thrust inside the blond.
"Perhaps not THIS far, owwh. I haven't done anything like this before..." Vexen said, tears pricking his eyes as the force become increasingly painful, especially at his weakened age. "No.."
Marluxia pressed Vexen down forcefully. "Vexen, just shut up and enjoy this," he said, exasperated. "You're always protesting against everything."
"Is he always like this? " Saïx asked curiously to Marluxia before thrusting deeply in Vexen, picking up his speed.
"Ow... no... no!" Vexen called out, then letting out a couple more sobs, gripping onto the sofa. "We... we've never..."
"I've never had sex with him," Marluxia said at the same time. "How is he?"
"Surprisingly he isn't as uptight as he acts, a very smooth ride I'd say," Saïx purred, jamming the older male in his prostate.
Marluxia moaned softly and closed his eyes, running his hands across Vexen's back. "That might just be the lubricant, though," he murmured, kissing the scientist's shoulder.
"Aha..." Vexen let out, a sudden jolt of pleasure mixing in with the pain. "I am NOT some equipment for you to discuss!"
"He asked, I answered," Saïx said, taking his hand and lightly clawing Vexen's back, giving his prostate another good jab.
Marluxia nipped Vexen's ear sharply. "You're our toy, Vexen," he said, "for now, at least."
"No..." Vexen whined, unable to help but gasp again. "I didn't want to go this far..."
The pinket stroked his hair. "Well, you have. There's nothing else to do but relax and try to enjoy it... and I know you can enjoy it." He brushed Vexen's hair off his neck and suckled on the skin.
"No... stop it..." Vexen said, just letting out small whimpers at this point.
"Has anyone ever told you how adorable you are when you're broken?" Marluxia cooed. "Shhh, I'll give you a warm bath and a full body massage when this is over, if you're good."
Saïx gave one more deep thrust into Vexen before he climaxed, leaning back only a little to catch his breath. "Oh come now Vex, it wasn't that bad. Honestly I was going 'easy' on you," he smirked, flashing a wink at Marluxia.
Marluxia smiled back at Saïx, his face sweet and innocent as possible, which was surprisingly so. He took his place straddling Vexen, rubbing his shoulders and back as he'd promised. "Will you take me, Saïx?" he asked, "while I'm rubbing him down?"
"I thought you would never ask," Saïx purred deviantly as he ran a finger down Marluxia's spine, before taking him much rougher than he did with Vexen.
"Please don't touch me," Vexen said simply, weakly trying to push Marluxia's hands off him. "Just let me go."
Marluxia ignored Vexen, grabbing his sides as Saïx plowed into him, screaming at the roughness, in much more pain than he would have liked, but also delighted to be sandwiched between two gorgeous men. He pressed his hands down into Vexen's back, trying to concentrate on soothing him while Saïx distracted him. He leaned forward and bit the back of Vexen's neck, moaning into the tender flesh to release some of the pain.
