To my small group of fans/followers, I'm incredibly sorry I'm only adding this chapter now. Senior year in high school is a lot busier than I expected. Thanks a bunch to the people that've commented and those also who are now following this story. Thankyou all again for reading, I hope you enjoy this chapter! Reviews are VERY appreciated. On with the show!

Chapter 2

Zexion was always a calm man. Never one to take drastic action even in the face of uncertain doom and death, Zexion always acted the part of the cool, calm and collected person that kept his companions from cracking. Of course, nothing could have prepared Zexion for a surprise visit from the last person he'd ever expected.

His wife, Larxene. "Where are you, hun?"

"Shit! Shit! SHIT!!!" Zexion swore in a voice strained with nervousness. Having a calculative mind, Zexion had always in many a situation figured out how to get him and others out of trouble. On this occasion, however, Zexion's brain had decided to leave his lithe, still sexually charged body to fend for itself. Fear gripped Zexion's entire being, his body shaking. 'How could I have not planned for this?! It's all over now…she's gonna find us…this…I'll lose my social standing in the community and end up as some janitor reading kid's books!'

"Babe? Zexy, where are you? Come give me a smooch!"

Zexion tried to make a reply, but a little voice in the back of his head told him not to make a sound, that everything would be okay if he stayed quiet, that Larxene wouldn't see the mess he and his lover had made. Luckily for Zexion, his lover had been in many extremely similar situtations. So many, in fact, that the déjà vu effect had lost its effect long ago. Acting as swiftly as possible, Demyx stepped out of the tub with a deftness not seen in anyone else, his feet not sliding in the slightest. While grabbing his t-shirt and rubbing off the stains of cum from himself and his stunned lover, Demyx commanded Zexion, "You have to say something to her! Now! Or else she'll think something's up!!"

The seriousness of his lover's voice snapped the bookworm out of his shock-phase and was able to wrench out, "I'm in the tub darling!" from his dry, constricted throat. No sooner than the passing of a second did the sound of the 'clakity-clack' of Larxene's heels echo through the house, the sound becoming louder as she ascended the stairs, "I'm coming sweetie~!"

"Okay, done, all clean." Demyx did a quick once-over, pleased with how quickly he had gotten rid of all the evidence, no semen marks on his lilac-haired lover and his clothes hidden behind the towel rack where he would hide.

"Zeeeeeeeexioooooon~!!" Larxene sang in falsetto as she came to turn around into Zexion's private bathroom. "Fuck! Sit down and act natural!" Demyx hissed as he hid behind the towel rack. Zexion hastily sank back down into the waters; his eyes intently watching his wife enter the crime scene.

"How is my angel?" the blonde woman asked, her dark denim jeans and black tee belying her now beaming mood. "I'm fine." Zexion responded in a more than awkward tone. At the sound of his choked voice, Larxene raised an eyebrow, to which Zexion cleared his throat and repeated, "Fine."

"Well…that's nice. I'm so tired from work…I could really do with a back rub…" Larxene winked suggestively at her husband, before slowly turning around and headed toward the door. "I'm gonna change and, hopefully, I'll find a present on my bed when I finish come back out of the walk in robe, okay?" Demyx let out a sigh of relief, only to draw it back in as he heard the blonde woman ask in a tougher, more hard-line voice. "What is THAT?" Demyx froze, unable to believe he had been caught. He squeezed shut his eyes, waiting for Larxene's hands to grab onto him and reveal the sin of his lover.

"Oh…that…heh, well," Zexion said smoothly, "I was just…bored, I guess."

"…Bored? What the-"

Larxene let out a frustrated sigh, "Awwwww~ I came home early so I could catch you in a good mood…oh well, I still want that massage though." Larxene blew a final kiss before leaving and heading toward her own private room.

Demyx peaked up from behind the towel rack, to see Zexion looking back and smiling. "What was she talking about? Thought she'd found me…" Demyx whispered. Zexion's smile widened as he pointed upward. Demyx held back a chuckle as he saw the one bit of cum he did not clean, the one that he had so expertly landed on the ceiling.

"I think I'll get out of your hair now." Zexion stepped out of the tub and let the water run free as the plumber put his clothes back on, save for the cum-stained grey tee. Demyx leaned toward Zexion for a last kiss before leaving the intellectual to dry off and tend to his missus.

Heading out the back way of the house (as he usually did), the slope was much gentler and was also in the direction of his favourite neighbours, Cloud and Zack.

"Hullo, anyone there?" Demyx placed his arms on his hips after knocking as he waited at the door of their house. It was a small one storey house, painted a simple white. It wasn't elegant, but it had the feel of a home. A small row of daisies and roses sat at the front of the house on the verandah, families of flowers separated by the pots they lived in. The front door was also painted white, though it was some time ago and the colour was starting to peel at the edges of the hinges.

Demyx let out a sigh of frustration as he rapped on the door again, expecting a silent answer, which is what he got. While the weather tended to be very hot in Verdant Hills during the day in summer, the late afternoon brought a much colder night. The mercury had already begun to drop, though Demyx did not need a thermometer. His bare back and chest were covered in goosebumps, the slight breezes causing Demyx to shiver. As much as he wanted to put something on, the cum stains on his own tee were still prevalent and an passers-by would surely know what he had been up to.

"Ergh!" Demyx couldn't wait any longer. He kicked at the door this time in anger which creaked open to his surprise. "Thought they locked their doors…oh well." Demyx decided that since no one was home, he would just take a shirt and crash at another friends' place.

As he entered Zack and Cloud's house, he scanned the living room for a stray shirt he could take. Demyx wished Zack and Cloud were here, as he found them to be a very inviting couple. While Demyx's tryst wit Zexion was very exciting and satisfying, he enjoyed the expertise and coyness that the combination of Zack and Cloud brought to the table. Just thinking of Zack's hugeness up inside him while Cloud tortured his body gave Demyx a hard-on.

Moving deeper into the house, Demyx found a black sleeveless on the kitchen bench that seemed to belong to Cloud by the size of it. Just as Demyx was about to put on the shirt, he heard a distant groan down the corridor leading away from the front door. Demyx put the shirt back down on the bench and headed toward the sound. Demyx eventually met a door at the corridor's end which held the title 'basement'.

At first shocked that Cloud and Zack had been taken hostage by some lunatic and tortured alive, Demyx was later relieved to hear the sound of Cloud's voice moan, "Uhhh…Zaaacck…"

"Tch…kinky bastards."

Demyx opened the door to find the couple in a bondage situation.

"Who is it? Uhhhh..." Cloud was silenced by Zack who put a gag that had fallen out of place back into the chocobo's mouth while embedding his manhood further into Cloud.

"You will only speak when instructed, understood?" Cloud silently nodded.

"Taking it to the next level I see…" Demyx raised an eyebrow at the situation that was before him.

Cloud had been chained to the west (or left) wall by his wrists and elbows, stark naked with a cloth blindfold and gag. His penis was at attention, however Demyx noticed that it had not been given a moment to be at ease as there was a small pool of precum at Cloud's feet. Of course, around said erection were Zack's sensual hands, seemingly made by the gods purely for sexual deeds. Demyx's eyes drew in the image of Zack completely naked as well, his hung cock piercing the blonde's ass and also slicked with precum.

While Demyx had seen Zack naked plenty of times before, this time was different as he had never seen the mercenary in such a suggestive and powerful position. Everything about Zack seemed to be amplified tenfold, his body somehow holding a stronger allure, the features of his face holding a kind of lust that Demyx had never seen before. And Demyx wanted that new lust deep inside him.

Zack smirked and said saucily, "Care to join in?" Demyx grinned and ripped off his clothing as he quickly descended the stairs on the south wall. By the time he was next to the lovers, Demyx was as naked as they were.

"Okay Cloud, looks like your torture is over for now, I've got a new victim for the both of us." Demyx drew closer to Zack as he pulled out of Cloud and embraced Demyx, his steaming cock pressing against Demyx's. They moaned at the exquisite sensation of pleasure that thrummed through both their bodies, while Cloud whimpered at the loss of sexual tension.

"Sorry babe…" Zack beckoned Demyx closer to Cloud. "How 'bout you give this prisoner a good tongue-lashing, eh?" Demyx replied, "With pleasure." Demyx bent down to where Cloud's arousal glistened and began to suck deeply on head, slowly working his way down the shaft. Cloud groaned against his gag, his already sweaty palms clenching at the onslaught of pleasure, this time hoping for a release. Zack grinned and decided to lend a helping hand. He positioned himself behind his lover once again and, just when Cloud seemed like he was about to reach the summit, Zack rammed his whole self into Cloud's sweet spot. Cloud screamed at the sudden jolt of pleasure which coalesced with his orgasm. Having been stretched very well beforehand, Cloud felt no pain from the rough entry.

The overload of sexual energy poured out of Cloud and into Demyx who was unable to contain the never-ending spurts of cum, the hot white jets spilling all over his face. After his voice became ragged and hoarse from screaming against the gag, Cloud sagged against his chains, his body somewhat overdriven on the pleasure his lovers had given him. Zack undid the chains from Cloud's wrists and let him down to rest on the east wall. Demyx looked yearningly at Zack's muscled back rippling as he let Cloud down.

"Now, where were we?" They once again embraced, their needs pressed up against each other's while Zack licked Cloud's seed off of the plumber's face. They both moaned long notes of pleasure; however Demyx didn't want to climax like this. "I need you…master…need you now!" Zack grinned animalistically, his throbbing cock heating up even more. "Daddy's got you…"

Unable to properly put on the chains due to his high level of lust, Zack directed Demyx onto the ground, the plumber's back on the ground and legs up on Zack's broad shoulders. Zack spit onto his hand and rubbed liberally onto his cock. "Can't wait, babe…" Zack warned, but Demyx replied, "Neither can I." Zack once again grinned as he only did during a triumph in sex and thrust his whole dick into Demyx's sheath.

The plumber cried out in pain, but also found the filling-ness pleasurable, his gasps of pain mixing with his groans of ecstasy. Zack began to move, at first at a slow pace. But then, the pace began to pick up as Demyx pleaded and begged for more. They both moaned each other's names; their cock's not being able to take much more without exploding. Zack's hugeness was hitting Demyx's prostate again and again and again, causing Demyx to do a kind of crescendo-scream of pleasure.

"This is so…fucking…good…" Zack said in between thrusts. Demyx could only incoherently moan in satisfaction. "ZAAAAACCKKK!!" Demyx's cock began to spew hot thick jets of cum which hit both Zack and Demyx in the face and went on to spread all over both of their heaving, sweaty chests. The sight of Demyx going over the edge sent Zack over as well, making a deep, satisfied moan in the back of his throat as his own cock jerked out semen into Demyx with each thrust, the orgasm's electric feel travelling up both their spines as they both watched each other reach nirvana.

Zack and Demyx continued to groan their satisfaction, their bodies still thrumming with the sexual gratification. Zack slowly pulled out of Demyx before helping his casual lover up. They hugged, their bodies gluing together with the semen that coated both of their bodies, their limp cocks desensitised from the assault of pleasure. They shared a passionate kiss before parting.

"That was so good…" Demyx crooed. "Don't be getting any ideas, mate. At the end of the day, I'm a one man guy." Zack said as he picked up the sleeping Cloud bridal style. "Is that so, Zack?" Demyx raised an eyebrow as he went up the stairs butt naked and covered in a sticky mess. "Hey, I'm just a man who loves to have a lot for dinner. You crashing tonight?" Zack followed Demyx up the stairs. "Yep. Zexy's wife came back early, such a turn off." Zack laughed, "Don't worry, you can take the spare room." Demyx smiled back at Zack, "Thanks. Man, I have NO idea how my Zexy got mixed up with that Larxene girl."