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Chapter VI:

It's the Motion of the Ocean

Whoever had invented mouthwash had Larxene's personal thanks. As great as her time with Xemnas was, nothing would ever get that bad taste out of her mouth when it came to him. After one more swallow, gargle, and spit routine, Larxene finally called it quits and went back to her bedroom. With a sigh, she took a look around her room as mini bursts of flash backs went through her mind. The wall still creaked on from when she broke it kicking that bastard Xigbar out of her room. The walls and the floors still had cracks, dents, and craters from when she and Saix had their night, not including the battle scars that were still on display on her body. She had to sweep up all those damn cutesy rose petals from Marluxia's theatrics, and well…those new toys that Xemnas, gag, gave her would definitely come in handy in the future. It had been one hell of a week for her, and there were still two nights left.

God, Larxene thought, who is it going to be tonight?

It was then that there was a knock on the door. Larxene sighed. Fuuuuuuuuck. Did she really want to deal with this again? The door sounded yet again making Larxene huff dramatically, though there was no one there to witness the performance.

"All right All right," she replied, walking sluggishly to the door, "Keep your pants on...for the moment at least…"

On the other side of the door waited the Melodious Nocturne; He tried to shake out his hands that were sweating like no one's business. He tried to blow on them to dry them at least a little bit, but there was no way he could wipe them on his suit. He blushed as he thought back to his pep talk he had with Axel before getting ready.

"So you think you can actually do this," Axel asked while he lounged about on the bed, a habit that he had become used to as of late, especially since his and Marluxia's break up.

Demyx's cheeks brightened slightly, "Of course I can do this! If the rest of you guys could then so could I."

Axel's emerald eyes gleamed brightly at the defensive tone, "Oooooh," he mused with a smirk, "I guess that's true…I mean you did top Xigbar didn't you?"

The comment made the water baby blush even more, "If I must remind you, yes I did!"

This made Axel laugh; it was really cute to see how defensive he was when it came to sex with Xigbar. Figures the old dude couldn't hold his own anyways. They really need to invent something for old people to take so they could get it on whenever they wanted, for Xigbar's sake, hopefully they would invent it soon.

"So you know that you can't fuck a woman like you would a man then right?" He asked Demyx a making his light blue eyes widen, he seemed aghast.

"I told you Axel," He began as he straightened his tie, "I'm not going to fuck her. All of you guys have been simply screwing her to give her a simple few minutes of pleasure. And fucking her brains out is only going to get us so much out of this experience." Demyx shook his head, "Nope. Tonight Larxene is going to experience the difference between simple fucking and making love. I think it would be good for her."

"Tch," Number XIII brushed off Demyx's compassion, "Listen to you, if I wasn't so sure you were gay, I'd say that you have a little crush on the bitch."

"You know Axel," Demyx interjected, "I haven't heard what you have planned for Larxene in much detail. While we're talking about all the mistakes I'm going to make, what exactly do you have planned hmm?"

Axel's eyes fell downcast like he was stuck in a reverie before getting off the bed, "I'll leave you to your date. You have fun Demyx." Then he simply walked out of his own room.

The Nocturne still wasn't sure why Axel had behaved like that. Why was it that he was so evasive when it came to Larxene? It seemed that every time she came up the subject had to be abruptly changed by him. He was hiding something… that had to be it. Something about sleeping with Larxene secretly bothered him and now Demyx was dying to know what it was, but that would have to wait. After all, tonight was going to be all about Larxene. He knew he was going to win out on this one for sure.

Larxene opened the door and sneered, "What the hell are you doing in a suit Demyx," she asked in disgust, "That is really going to be too much to try and take off."

"Umm actually," Demyx stammered as he offered her a cloaked hanger, "I wanted you to put this on…"

Larxene gave him a dead pan stare for a moment, "So you're into some kinky shit then aren't ya?"

"What! No no no no no no…no…no no no…no," Demyx returned flustered, "No...Larxene just…" he sighed, "Just put this on okay." He handed her the hanger quickly, still slightly freaked out by her assumptions, "I'll wait out here…"

With a frown, Larxene took the hanger like it was a diseased animal, as she feared for what could possibly be underneath the cloak and without saying anything else she slammed the door in Demyx's face.

I cannot believe this…Larxene thought to herself as she examined herself in the mirror. Demyx had actually went out and got her a gown. She had to take a minute to simply examine it in order to find out how to get into it, all things considered, she had never worn a dress before. She'd seen Namine with hers and wondered how she could wear something like that. After the practical war that Larxene made out of getting the dress on, she finally took a minute to examine the monstrosity that Demyx had given her.

The nymph's cheeks turned to the shade of the dress she was wearing. It was a longer dress which opened in the middle and went down to her chest exposing a bit of her breasts, but not enough to be put in the vulgar category that she was used to. The gown had a train that was about a foot away from her feet. It was simply beautiful, but what she liked most about it was how it sparkled and clashed with her blue eyes and blonde hair. All she could do was look at herself in the mirror it was almost enough to make her cry. A soft knocking from her door prevented that from happening to her. Thank God. Larxene was not one to cry about anything. Ever.

"Umm…Larxene," Demyx called out from the door, "Are you dressed yet?"

Larxene huffed and took a moment to gain back her normal composure. After all, she didn't want Demyx to think that she actually like the dress or anything like that. She moved to the door, ran back, to look at herself once more, went to the door, skipped back to look at herself one more time and then went back to the door.

When Larxene opened the door Demyx's eyes grew wide as did his grin, "Larxene you look great! I really did hope that dress fit you well enough! He stepped back to look at her and then frowned, "Oh…wait a minute…."

The Savage Nypmh frowned, ready to go on the defense if she needed to, "What is it?"

"You need shoes," he told her, pointing to her feet which were currently leather clad, "You can't wear those."

With a little twist of his fingers and some sort of musical tone from his throat, Larxene wasn't sure what to call the sound; Demyx produced a bubble which then popped to reveal a pair of clear dress shoes. Larxene's brow rose in skepticism at the shoes, but when Demyx knelt down to help her into them all she could really do was remove her own shoes and help herself into the ones that he had laid out for her.

I don't know what kind of stunt you're pulling Demyx…but I've seen all the tricks. Larxene thought to herself as he smiled and stood to take her hand. You have something planned…I know you do. You're probably going to wait till I'm off the defensive mode and pin me on a table and rip the dress apart or something…

"Larxene," Demyx spoke her name in order to snap her out of the thoughts that she currently seemed to be in, "Larxene…are you ready to go?"

Number XII frowned, "That depends…Where are we going?"

Number IX smiled and took her hand, "You'll see…"

Marluxia peeked into the room where Namine was being kept and stopped short when he found Axel, pushing Namine's cage like it were a swing with his foot. His eyebrow raised in question of Number XIII's behavior and moved in to find out what was going on. When he got a few feet closer he noticed the solemn almost grim look on Axel's face.

"What is it Marluxia," Axel asked annoyed, "I'm busy…"

Marluxia looked up at the cage not at all surprised to find Namine holding on to the cage bars and looking down at Axel, mirroring his expression. Usually, she hated the cage and hated when people pushed it like she were an animal, yet today, it didn't seem to bother her.

"Okay…seriously, you're both starting to freak me out. What's the matter?" When he didn't get an answer, Marluxia pulled the chair Axel was currently sitting in and turned it away from Namine to face him, "Axel! Wake the fuck up and tell me what's wrong!"

No bigger scowl could've possibly graced Axel's face than the one he wore now. "It'll be my turn to sleep with Larxene tomorrow…"

Marluxia frowned, "I don't get it…I thought you were excited about getting to fuck Larxene?"

Axel sighed, "Man…I was doing that for show. I'm not looking forward to sleeping with her."

This concerned Number XI and the more he looked at his co-member the more concerned he got, "Axel…what is this about?

The Flurry of Dancing Flames' bright green eyes averted the Graceful Assassin's vibrant blue ones as he gathered his thoughts, which only slowly started to worry Marluxia more. This was not the Axel he was used to seeing. Something serious must have really happened between them and even though he and Axel had broken up, he was still willing to sit and wait to see what Axel was willing to say.

"Well…?"

"Larxene…" he sighed, "Larxene and I…We were…"

No words could possibly describe the sight that was before Larxene at this moment. Here she expected to see some sort of fetish pit like Xemnas had in the meeting room, Shiver, or possibly something worse beyond that. Yet here before her was Demyx all dressed in a suit, which she had to admit he was really cute in, motioning to a candlelit dinner. She wasn't sure what to say, which was a first for her, she couldn't even possibly find anything to insult about this.

"Is this…really all for me?"

Demyx took complete and total pride in her face. He had to acknowledge and admire how beautiful she was. The candlelight just adding to the glow already on her face and her blush added to the color of her dress. He was a few seconds close from commenting on how pretty she was, but then he remembered that beneath all of that, she was still Larxene and he was sure she wouldn't hesitate to kick his ass if he complimented her in any way.

"This is all for you," he opted for instead and offered her his hand, "Come on…let's get you seated all right."

Still completely dumbfounded, it was all Larxene could do to simply take his hand and let him lead her to the table. Once she was settled, Demyx held up his hands in some form of a "staying" signal before he left the room. It took him a moment to return with two platters of food.

There has to be a way I can wipe that smile off his fuckin face. Larxene thought as they began to eat. She knew he was waiting for her to gush about how everything was beautiful, and the food was delicious, and all of that other bullshit, but she also knew he would be waiting for a whole lifetime before any shit like that would be coming out of her mouth. She had to think of something to say, something to take him down a couple of pegs.

"…Is this to get out of sleeping with me," she asked finally.

Demyx was currently drinking his wine when the question was asked making him almost cough up the beverage.

"What," he asked completely shocked if nothing else surprised that that would be the first thing to come out of her mouth.

"You're too queer to sleep with me…so you figure that just getting me a dress and sitting me down for dinner will do instead did ya? Well…you're not getting cut off from the deal that easily my friend, but nice try."

It took Demyx a whole minute to actually get his brain to function and respond, "No Larxene, that's not it at all. I still have every intention of sleeping with you," he admitted, "But…things are going to be a lot different for you this time around. "

There was a sudden glint of confidence in his eyes, Larxene noticed, and it made her wonder just what exactly he had planned for her. So much so that the rest of the dinner she spent eating quietly, secretly interested in just what exactly he had planned for her.

"That asshole Xemnas," Marluxia spat in disgust, "I don't understand Axel…why didn't you tell him? Things would've been different. After all, this whole scheme is your fault. You should've been the one to take care of it!"

"Xemnas knew exactly what he was doing when he didn't let me go first," Axel replied as he willed and dissipated flame from his hands, "That's exactly why he did this. Everyone aside from you, me, and him, thought this was just about fucking with Larxene to get her off our backs. But…there is a lot more to it than just that, you now see."

Marluxia shook his head, still trying to absorb it all, "I don't understand how this went completely over our heads."

Axel let out a frustrated sigh, "That's the way it was supposed to be. That way no one knows," he darted his eyes at his fellow member meaningfully, "Why no one will ever know got it memorized?"

The Assassin nodded his head in order to assure Axel just how memorized he had it. Still he couldn't believe it, even after just hearing it from the source. It made him wonder what else was being hidden from the rest of the Organization.

"So…" Marluxia began in order to break the looming silence, "You're turn is tomorrow. I mean…what are you going to do?"

Number VIII closed his eyes and rubbed them, "Honestly…I really don't know. I want to finish what we had started back then…but I'm not sure if she'll let me. I've had this whole week to prepare something, but I haven't the fuckin faintest idea what I'm going to do."

"Well…whatever you do," Marluxia replied as he stood prepared to leave the room, "It better be good in order to make up for lost time."

"Tch…you're not kiddin'."

Larxene found herself still at a loss for words as she was escorted to Demyx's room. This was the first time that anyone had taken her to their rooms, rather than just destroying hers. That damn bed was never going to be even again.

"So…what happens now," she asked once they had made it to their destination and Demyx closed the door to his room.

"Just wait here for a minute," he told her before walking into what Larxene assumed to be the bathroom.

While he was gone, Larxene took the time to look around his room. Unlike hers' where she didn't even bother to do a lot of decorating aside from what she needed, her room was plain in comparison. Demyx's room was actually painted with different shades of blue, all matching that precious little sitar of his. Now that she thought about it, his room was very much like his element; even his bed was made of water. She frowned as she pressed on the bed a couple of times in order to make it wave. She wondered what sex was going to be like on this bed, hell what sex in general was going to be like with Demyx.

"All right Larxene," Demyx called from the bathroom, "You can come in now."

Well…here goes nothing…

Larxene should've seen it coming, and yet she didn't because there she was again, simply dumbfounded. This time it was the sight of a bath, a bubble bath. The room smelled of lilac or some other flowery scent, and the room was shrouded with steam. Then there was Demyx, still wearing that same smile, she'd bet he was getting a kick out of all of her reactions. But what else could she do, all of this came as a complete surprise to her.

"C'mere," Demyx motioned to him with his hands, which made Larxene cheeks burn in embarrassment. She was most certainly not a pet you could just will into your lap. Still…it wouldn't hurt to see what he was up to.

Sighing, she took slow steps into his arms. Her heart practically stopped when he pulled her into a hug and squeezed her tight. They stayed like that for a moment, to her dismay, before he let her go slightly only to kiss her cheek. Larxene tried her best to look intimidating but she couldn't imagine how intimidating she could be when her cheeks were aflame.

"Let me undress you," he murmured softly, his voice lulled her into a stupor only allowing her to nod.

Demyx smiled and enjoyed his victory silently as he took his time helping Larxene out of her dress and once it was off he took it and put it on a hanger before he returned back to her. Larxene was sure he was going take off her clothes next but he simply looked at her for a moment before running his fingers through her hair. Usually, Larxene would never let anyone touch her hair…not since...

She quickly rid her thoughts of the past and focused back on Demyx, who was still slowly running his fingers through her hair. The feeling was…odd. Her heart fluttered as his fingers lightly moved from her hair to her cheek, then from her cheek to her lips. She thought for sure he would kiss her then, but still nothing.

"I'm going to take off everything else now," he told her. Oh that's riiiiight; she was wearing more clothing then wasn't she? Larxene had practically forgotten about everything but the feelings that were currently running through her. It was a very different rush from what she had with the others. This…she wasn't sure what to call this.

Demyx took his time taking off each article of her clothing. First starting with her shoes, which once they were removed from her feet formed into bubbles before vanishing. Once they were off, he took a few minutes to simply rub her feet. He made thorough work of her feet before moving on to rub her shoulders, while doing so, he slipped off each strap of her bra, and as he massaged her back, he undid the clasps of the cloth, letting it fall to the floor.

She had a really beautiful body, he noted, Demyx could beat up Saix for marring it with all these scars, hypothetically of course. Her breasts fit perfectly into his hands as he took his time massaging them as well, putting the soft feel of them to memory.

Larxene simply inhaled and exhaled when she needed to. She couldn't think, she couldn't speak, and all she could do was feel everything that Demyx was doing to her. How different it was from everything else she had gone through. How gentle his hands were with his body. How good he made her feel. He had to be using magic or something. Something had to be making her feel just this good aside from just him. It was to her dismay when he actually pulled away from her.

"Take off your underwear Larxene…"

I'll do anything you want as long as you're touching me again. She thought silently to herself as she followed his orders, letting them fall to the floor so she could step out of them.

"What happens now," she asked softly.

Demyx smiled and unlike what he had done with her, quickly stripped his own clothes from his body. Larxene didn't even get the time to enjoy his body, or find out how big he was, like she had with the others. He was too busy moving behind her and guiding her to the tub.

"We're gonna take a hot bath together," he told her softly as he led her to the tub, bigger than hers' she noted, course he was all about the water, he probably spent plenty of time in it.

All of the steam had to be going to Larxene's head. That had to be the only explanation as to why she was enjoying this. It wasn't sharing a bathroom that bothered her, Marluxia had done the same thing already, she still was looking for a replacement for her favorite underwear, but this…this was different. It was almost to the point that she couldn't stand it, but damn Demyx for it but her body was putty in his hands by this point.

Demyx sat behind Larxene in the oversized bubble bath as he took his time tending to every part of the nymph's body. Her ivory skin glowed as he gave it the attention it desperately needed, and once he had finished cleaning an area, he placed a kiss to it.

"You have such a beautiful body Larxene," he told her softly as he washed her back. He frowned at the scars that no doubt Saix had left behind, "I just wish that Saix hadn't marred you like this. Luckily, it doesn't take away from you." To prove his point, his fingers trailed into the indentions of her scars, gently washing them as well as the rest of her back.

"I didn't mind…" she returned, "After all, you should see what he looks like now."

Demyx chuckled and bent to kiss her neck, "I wouldn't be surprised if I did see him, but right now, my focus is you."

Larxene let out a gasp as her body was propped higher into Demyx's lap. Her body arched away from his for a moment once she felt what had to be his length pressing against her back. She wondered just how long he had gone with that, especially since he wasn't even taking it into account, like most of the men she's dealt with.

"Don't worry about me," the Nocturne told her, "Sit back, I have to get… the rest of your body"

What? No vulgar term for it? Pussy? Box? Vagina? Larxene found herself completely surprised that everything that could've been dirty about this experience was so easily being replaced with something else. She was searching for the right word to describe this, but all she could do was breathe and try not to overheat from the steam…yeah, that's right. Not from her body being hot from all of his attention. It was definitely the steam.

Demyx placed a kiss to her shoulder before looking over her to take in the sight of her front, her perfectly sized breasts and the flat plane of her stomach that led down to her center. Demyx took his time to lather his hands before gently massaging both of her breasts. He loved everything about what happened once he did it. Larxene's body arched into his hands and her breath hitched in order to fight the urge to moan. He had a good feeling that he was going to love this, he was scared at first, but if she was going to react like this the entire night, then everything was going to go perfectly.

Larxene panted and panted as Demyx continued to "wash" her body. She was going to pass out from this ridiculous steam. Maybe getting in the bath with him wasn't such a good idea after all… Okay, get over yourself girl. Stop acting like you don't fuckin' like it and it's not the best you've felt in a long time.

Once Number IX had finished her breasts, his hands slid further down to cup her most delicate area. She was incredibly soft. Little soft prickles from her trimmed hair teased his fingers as he found the little gift he was looking for; then he gently pressed two fingers in between her nether lips and began to stroke the area.

"Aaah~" Number XII cried out once Demyx's fingers found her clit and began to massage the organ. Her body tensed for a moment in surprise but quickly it began to relax the longer he stroked her.

"Does it feel good," he asked in a caring tone. It was something she found completely strange. She could sense it though; there was no mistake about that. He actually cared whether or not she felt good. It wasn't just a sexual question.

"Y-Yeah," she answered back with just as much honesty, "Just…don't stop."

Demyx chuckled and kissed her neck, rewarding her for finally giving into him, "Good, I'll make you feel even better, if you want?"

Here it comes…Larxene thought and mentally rolled her eyes. Figures eventually he would want her to do some freak act.

"What do I have to do?"

Demyx stopped for a moment, to Larxene's despair, and looked at her, "You just have to relax and enjoy it. If you want…" Without saying another word he took her hand and placed it where his was, "Just keep doing what I was doing, I'll take care of everything else."

Larxene's eyes fell with a half lidded gaze as she watched her fingers stroke her own clit. If she was going to continue doing this, what was he going to do, she wondered silently.

Number IX kissed her neck and shoulder again before reaching past her hand to gently press a finger inside her slick heat. Both of them moaned in unison from the settle movement.

"Just keep doing that Larxene," he began, "And I will give you one of the best orgasms you'll ever experience."

She didn't have to tell him twice. Hell, he could've saved his breath as far as Larxene was concerned; there was no way she was going to be stopping anytime soon, especially when she felt his finger slip inside her to stroke her. Oh no no no …this was not going to be stopping anytime soon.

"Remember this feeling," Demyx told her as his finger pressed against an area that made Larxene let out a languid pleasure-moan, "This is your spot Larxene, a spot that you can access at anytime when you choose." Demyx had no doubt that all the men simply had possibly accessed it during sex, but what good was that going to do for her when this was all over. She needed to know how to tap into this herself. He wished Axel were here to see just how well he knew a woman's body.

Axel…Just what was eating him…?

While Demyx seemed to be lost in his thoughts, Larxene's fingers continued to dance around her core, pressing and feeling, while her hips surged forward to add to their joined efforts.

"I thought I told you not to stop," she growled in the Nocturne's ear, succeeding in bringing him back from his reverie.

He smirked and returned to massaging her spot, "Sorry…I didn't mean to leave you hanging. Allow me to make amends."

Before Larxene could reply, her back arched against Demyx's body as another finger slipped easily into her and the pace of them joined together caused her to groan, expressing the delicious pleasure she was feeling.

"God Demyx…"

Number IX's cheeks flamed red when she called out his name. It had to be one of the most erotic things he'd ever experienced. He understood now why everyone involved in this seemed to have enjoyed her so much. Having this control over her, being able to have her in a vulnerable position like this was enough to give any of them a hard on. He could feel as her body clenched his fingers that she was close.

"Larxene…" he murmured as he began to move, his length rubbing against her back, "Come for me Larxene…and this is what you'll get as a reward." This reward, of course, being his cock.

Between their joined movements, each of their hands pressing in and on her body, and Demyx's member stroking her back, imitating what he really wanted to do, Larxene had no choice but to accept Demyx's demand. Her free hand reached to wrap around his neck as they moved together, and when she reached her release his name left her lips in a hoarse scream.

Axel held his head in between his fingers as he rubbed his temples. What he was going to do about this predicament, he wasn't sure. All he could do was flash back to the past back when…

He sighed. Marluxia was right; this whole thing was his fault, because of what he didn't finish. Or rather, what he wasn't given the chance to finish. After all…if he had, things now would be completely different for him and Larxene, and perhaps for the whole organization.

Dammit Axel…What the hell are you going to do? He thought to himself. After all, even Larxene didn't know the complete truth. Why their plan hadn't gone through. It was why she resented him so much. He hated that look in her eye, a look of pure hatred that simply hid her true feelings...pain. There was so much to Larxene that no one else had experienced except for him and yet, here he was the last person to experience with her what should've been her first.

"Feeling down Axel," a deep voice resonated behind Number VIII.

Axel already knew without looking that it was Xemnas behind him.

"Now that you're here actually I'm quite warm," he returned sarcastically and moved to look at the Superior.

Xemnas smirked, his gold eyes looked down at Axel in amusement, "Are you dreading your turn that badly? I know you've been scratching and clawing out of your own skin practically in anticipation."

"I know one thing I'd like to scratch and claw right now," Axel returned through clenched teeth.

This made Xemnas laugh and shake his head as he began to walk a slow circle around Axel, "What's your problem Axel? You should be glad you were saved for last. Isn't this what you wanted, time to prepare? Time to figure out what to do when you finally had alone time with Larxene after what you did to her?"

"I didn't do shit to her, everything that happened was your fault and you know it," Axel snapped back, flames igniting off his body, "You didn't even give me the chance to see her again!"

"Now why would you expect me to," The Superior asked his subordinate, "After all, if I'd let you go back to her then, you would've just gone through with your plan. And it would've been even more trouble to let you two think that I actually didn't know what was going on. What were you trying to prove anyways Axel? That Nobodies have hearts? Hmm? You could've stayed here for that…And you could've done it with me. But no…you wanted to leave and take her with you."

"Larxene didn't deserve any of this, "Axel retorted, "She didn't need to be here."

"Just like you?"

Axel paused before he sneered, "Damn straight…"

Xemnas chuckled at Number VIII, "So tell me Axel…what do you intend to do? You know as well as I do that things have changed between you two. She's not going to trust you like she did back then. Hell, she may not even want to sleep with you. Nobody likes traitors Axel…"

"You would know all about treachery wouldn't you Xemnas," Axel returned, "What I decide is none of your business." Though he knew that the Superior was right; Larxene wanted nothing to do with him. It had been two years since she first came here. Since they…

He sighed and vanished; he didn't want to deal with Xemnas putting salt in his wounds, and his own mind telling him the truth. One thing was for sure, one way or another; he was going settle things with her. The past needed to be laid to rest, that was all he was expecting out of this.

Best Bath Ever! Larxene decided as she was being carried out of the bathroom. She actually snuggled into Demyx's arms, she was just that please.

Demyx was more than happy and filled with masculine pride to have sated her needs so well. If she was already like this now, then he doubt that she would be willing to leave after they had sex.

Gently, Demyx set her on the water bed and enjoyed the way her body moved with the water bed. He slowly climbed the bed and moved to hover on top of her.

"You know, you really are beautiful and I think the water really likes you," he mused as he nuzzled her neck and ear.

"Mmm," Larxene chuckled as she gave him more access to her neck, "Well…that's too bad. You know water and lightning don't mix that well…"

Number IX took a few moments to simply take in her form. He would have a new appreciation for women after this experience. He dedicated his mind to burning the image of Larxene's naked body, glistened with mist and water, on his bed, looking up at him with her beckoning cornflower eyes.

"On the contrary," he said at last before pressing his lips to hers. The kiss was what he wanted to their sex to be like, slow and pleasurable. He took his time tasting her lips and her mouth. He became even more aroused when Larxene began to fight back against his tongue.

Larxene had never kissed like this but all at once she remembered what that word was she was thinking of earlier. Intimacy. She screwed a bunch of the guys here, but this was not just screwing. This went beyond that.

"Look," she said with a sigh after pulling away from his lips, "I don't know what you're going to do me exactly Demyx…but could you please get this over with. I can't take much more of this teasing…"

The Nocturne smiled, "I'm going to make love to you Larxene. That's what I'm going to do to you."

The words made Larxene hesitate and for a moment she thought…

Demyx moved quick as he made an easy entrance into her body, earning a moan from Larxene.

"D-Demyx…" she whimpered as her train of thought went out the window, "Move Demyx move…"

"Not just yet," Demyx returned and he carefully pulled the Nymph up into his arms and moved to the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing," Larxene asked, her cheeks flushed from the slight embarrassment of the position. Her body completely sheaved his as they faced each other. It was almost awkward; looking at her partner during sex in this way was new to her. She watched Demyx move both of her arms to his shoulders, and wrap her legs around his waist, and she felt his hands wrap around her waist and press her forward so that they were flush together.

"Nnn~ Larxene…you just tightened up so much just now," Demyx mused, "Do you like this position?"

It was all Larxene could do to nod as she closed her eyes and kissed his neck. She was so relaxed that she couldn't even get angry when Demyx laughed at her reaction. All she did was kiss his neck again.

"That feels good Larxene," he told her, "I guess I need to do my part too huh?"

Without anymore words, Demyx began to thrust into her body slowly. The two moaned in unison as the journey began. Larxene as was at lost for words as the moved. It was almost as if the two of them were one person. It felt good to be treated like this. Demyx held her close like she was precious, like she was delicate, and cared for. Her heart welled in her chest from how good the feeling was. And yet…some part of it was wrong. She wasn't sure what it was and even as she began to move with Demyx that feeling like something was still wrong with this continued to nag her mind.

She felt so good to Demyx. Her soft supple body was warm against his and her soft moans were a symphony to his ears. When he claimed her lips again it only added to his pleasure. This was what she needed, he realized. Up till now, all she was getting was simple moments of bliss nothing else. He had given her what she really needed. She needed to know why the members of the organization did this. At least, this was why he did it.

"Demyx…I-I'm so close," Larxene admitted with a whimper as she began to move against him. Her body squeezing his, wanting to milk him completely dry, "I need you to do what you did earlier…"

"Oh," Demyx mused, as she began to move with her tempo, "You mean this…"

A hand slipped between them to stroke her swollen clit in time with their joined movements. Her body somehow tightened even more then.

"Aaaaah~ Demyx," Larxene whimpered as she moved even faster, "I coming…"

Demyx groaned as he felt his own orgasm surging through him, "Me too Larxene…Me too."

Larxene panted as she felt the water bed move with small waves. Her eyes were half casted, gazing at Demyx. She was on the verge of passing out from the experiencing. She felt so warm in Demyx's arms. She felt something she hadn't felt in a very long time…safe. She wasn't sure if it was Demyx himself or just the way he'd had sex with her, but while she enjoyed her afterglow that is all she could think about, how safe she felt.

Demyx reveled in the satisfied sigh that expelled from Larxene's body when he pulled her close to him. He ran his fingers through her hair then down her cheek to her neck. He was about to kiss her again when he noticed that she had fallen into a peaceful sleep. It was all the Nocturne could do but smile. He was overjoyed that he was able to give her an experience like this, and though he was sure she wouldn't show it, he was sure Larxene was happy as well.

"I love you…"

Demyx frowned suddenly and looked at Larxene in confusion. He became even more baffled when he realized she was still asleep.

"I love you…"

"Who do you love Larxene," Demyx asked softly, curious to see if she would reply.

Larxene's nosed twitched a little as she dreamed as she cuddled into Demyx' chest and giggled softly.

"Axel…don't do that…"

Axel? Demyx questioned to himself. Is she dreaming about Axel? For a moment Demyx thought about being insulted until he remembered what had happened earlier, the conversation that he had with Axel. How distressed he looked when he had brought up his turn with Larxene. The man had actually left his own room. Could…Larxene and Axel actually have been together?

Things got even odder when he felt Larxene squeeze him tighter.

"Why did you break your promise Axel…?" Larxene murmured through her sleep.

Demyx was about to wake her when he felt that her cheek was wet against his chest. She was crying…but why?

That was it. He was going to get to the bottom of this. Obviously there had to be a lot more about this than either of them would let on. However, that would have to wait. At that moment, Demyx felt that he needed to stay by her side. He wiped her tears and pulled her into a hug and kissed her head.

"Everything will be all right Larxene…"

Axel sighed as he looked up at his blank ceiling as he continued to rehearse what he was going to say when he saw her.

"Larxene…I'm sorry," he sighed, "Two years ago…I didn't mean to back out. I had every intention of running away with you."

After a moment of silence, Axel cursed to himself.

Fuck. She's never going to believe that shit!