"Ahh…Zexion…" Demyx's moan echoes slightly throughout the bathroom. They aren't bothered by other students since most chose to use the bathroom during class instead of during break.

Zexion slips a hand up Demyx's shirt while sucking on his neck, making sure to leave a mark. He starts to play with the older teens nipple, earning himself another moan. Demy can't help but to switch their positions. After all, in his daydreams he's always on top. Demyx presses their bodies closer together and starts to move his hips in a rhythmic pattern. The younger of the two stops trying to gain control of the situation, moving with the blond instead and wrapping his arms around his neck. Demyx moans loudly at the friction and Zexion does his best to stifle it by kissing him. Much to his distress though, this works against him and Demyx lets out another moan. Zexion reaches down and holds Demyx's hips still.

"Dem…you have to be quiet…" Demyx whines, even when it was just him and his oh so faithful right hand, he was always a very vocal person.

When Zexion's sure that his dear friend is going to be quiet he lets him go back to his previous endeavours. This time biting his lips harshly to stop any loud sounds from coming out, only occasionally a breathy 'ahh' or 'Zexy' escaping his lips.

"You two are fortunate that I was I and not someone else who walked in."

Zexion glares at Saix, greatly disappointed that their chances of finishing up their activities were quickly diminishing.

"…why did you have to pick this bathroom? Can't you ahh…see that we're busy?" Demyx hasn't moved from his position, ignoring the moon obsessed disturbance, and is still grinding himself fervently against Zexion, his speed picking up. Zexion sends Saix a pleading look that clearly say 'Please just let me get fucked against the wall in peace".

"I'm sure that someone else will walk in here at some point. The teachers are telling their students to use the washrooms during break. Also I hear that there's this crazy rule about not having sex on school property."

"But…unh…it's not sex…" Demyx moans softly.

"…I think it's considered to be dry sex." Zexion's not really sure if it is or not. (A/N: Why isn't he sure? Because I'm not sure. I even googled it. And wikipedia-ed it.)

"Aww…you're gonna side with him? The kill-joy?" Demyx steps awat from Zexion and pouts, looking angrily looks at Saix, who gets mildly scared at the suddenly angry Demyx and leaves.

"I made him go away. So can we…y'know…go at it?"

"…no."

"What? Whyyyyy..?"

"Because you said 'go at it'. I will not 'go at it' in a bathroom. You ruined the mood" He looks at himself in the mirror and smoothes his hair out.

"B-but…" Demyx stutters hopelessly, "I can't walk around with this…" He motions downward to the very obvious bulge, "It won't take long…if he didn't come in we could've been finished but noo…"

"Think of something utterly disgusting or non-sexual. I start listing off the periodic table of elements in my head."

"Demyx blinks at him, "I don't know the periodic table."

"Well, we can't do what we were doing. Besides, wouldn't that be bothersome to clean up? Plus we'd be walking around with a sticky substance in our pants, if you know what I mean."

"Mmm…you with sticky stuff…"

He rolls his eyes, thinking of how much Demyx is a perv when he's horny, "Then take care of it yourself."

Demyx stares at him leaving the bathroom. He shrugs and makes his way to a stall.

XXX

"Constipation. I advise you don't go in."

The redhead blinks at him, "But, like, why is he moaning?"

Zexion sighs. "Really bad constipation."

"Then why is he, like, yelling your name?" Zexion reminds himself to think of periodic elements and not of the guy that was, indeed, moaning his name rather loudly.

"Because…I refused to keep him company."

"Oh." The redhead nods in understanding, "I get pissed at Nami when she doesn't wait for me, so like, I understand."

Zexions eyes twitches at the stupidity of the girl he was just talking to, sure that by the mere presence his IQ must have gone down.

"Mmm…Done."

Zexion narrows his eyes at the blond, "Did you have to be so loud?"

Demyx blushes, having gone back to his normal innocent self, "Uhm…sorry, Zexy…"

"There isn't a need to apologize. It's good to know that my father will have to be out of the house when you come over."

"Oh, okay…What?!"

XXX

Sorry that it's been……..months since I updated. The story was on my computer in my room, without internet, and today I had to take a camera and take pictures of what I had written because for some reason it wouldn't save to a disk…( the computers about ten or more years old so I didn't know why it wouldn't work) so yeah. There's my excuse…hehe…sorry..

Oh. I don't own anything.