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Yoru: Okay, we're to THE CHAPTER.
Kuronue: Warning: Rape.
Yoru: Very straightforward, Kuro. Good job.
Kuronue: Thank you.
Yoru: By the way, the random sneeze is in there because Gabe sneezed on his keyboard. It was funny, so I left it there.
Zexion's thoughts drifted to Lexaeus as Saix nuzzled his neck. He felt a strong attraction to his teacher, but he wasn't sure if it was a crush or if he saw Lexaeus as a father figure. It seemed to be leaning toward crush, but…
His thoughts screeched to a halt as Saix's hand slid under his pants to rest on his hip.
No…no, no, please…
Suddenly his nose itched, and he sneezed hard on his captor. Saix looked up with a smirk on his face.
"You have some odd quirks, Zexion," he murmured, leaning up and covering Zexion's mouth with his own again. Zexion wanted to fight, but he suddenly realized that the cool sharpness of a knife was slicing its way up his shirt. He stayed still, afraid of the sharp edge, allowing Saix to cut the article of clothing away and throw it on the floor.
"Mmph!" Zexion started to shake violently as cool air brushed his suddenly bare skin, causing his nipples to become erect. Saix's mouth and tongue began running over his captive's torso, tasting every inch of the boy's nubile young body. A hand began to work at Zexion's pants, trying to force them down.
"No…please…" Zexion whimpered, starting to struggle. The knife appeared again, and Saix cut the captive's pants away. Now completely bare, Zexion could only watch as his captor sat up and pulled his own shirt off, exposing a pale, muscled stomach and chest. Saix pressed his body against Zexion's, reveling in the trembling of his victim.
"So beautiful," he whispered, licking Zexion's cheek.
"Please…please, don't…" Zexion begged quietly, only to be cut off by Saix's lips over his again and a tongue exploring his mouth. Tears began slowly making their way down his cheeks as Saix began working at the button on his own pants. Once the article of clothing was gone, Saix pressed his groin against Zexion's. Upon feeling his captor's hard manhood against his own limp one, Zexion began fighting his bonds desperately.
Saix reached down and loosened the rope around the footboard, just enough to allow Zexion's knees to bend and his legs to part. Zexion tried to use the opportunity to kick Saix, but his feet were too tightly bound.
"S-stop…" Zexion hiccupped, panicking as Saix grabbed his knees and pushed them down, effectively spreading his legs. His captor leaned down and kissed Zexion's inner thigh, licking the soft flesh and feeling a shiver.
"You're so lovely, Zexion. I know you don't want this, but God, I do." He positioned himself at the boy's entrance, smirking at the tears falling down Zexion's face.
"I hate you…just let me go…" Zexion was cut off by his own screaming as Saix shoved in without any more warning. He had never felt pain like this before; it was as though he were being torn apart from the inside out.
Lexaeus…
Saix's teeth sank into Zexion's neck, bringing an anguished cry from his throat. Just as his body began to adjust to the intrusion of Saix's shaft, the sadistic man pulled out and thrust in again, causing Zexion no end of agony.
Lexaeus…help me…
Axel smiled, "You remind me of someone I used to know. He was as sweet as you are."
"Who?" Demyx asked, smiling slightly.
"His name was Roxas. He was pretty, and curious, and sweet, and I loved him. He moved away two years ago, and I haven't heard from him since. I guess I didn't mean as much to him as I thought."
"That's so sad! You must have been really upset." Demyx reached up and stroked Axel's hair gently, frowning slightly. Axel looked down at Demyx's pretty face and forced himself not to kiss it.
"I survive."
"Wanna do something to preoccupy our time?" Demyx asked suddenly. Axel blinked as his mind promptly shut down.
"Like…?"
"I dunno, something fun. Just until Lexaeus and Zexion get back," Demyx replied, tapping his chin in thought.
Your definition of fun and his have got to be completely different, Axel berated himself as his mind amused itself with attractive images.
"I like fun."
Demyx looked around, "Do you have any games?"
"I think we have an old Twister board around here somewhere," Axel replied, his mind flaring back to life as he realized what Demyx wanted.
"I love Twister!" Demyx chirped excitedly. Axel went to the closet and rummaged around until he found the game. Setting it out, he smiled at Demyx's bounciness.
"Want to spin first?" he asked. Demyx practically attacked the spinner.
"Right leg green!"
Axel complied and then leaned over, spinning the spinner.
"Right hand blue for you!"
"Left foot red!" Demyx said happily with his spin.
"Left foot green for you!" Axel laughed as Demyx leaned over to put his foot on the little circle…and slipped.
"Ah!"
Without thinking, Axel wrapped his arms around Demyx's waist and held on, only to send them both to the floor. In a strange twist, Demyx landed on top. Axel blushed.
"I-I…um…thank you!" Demyx stammered.
Axel couldn't help it as he stared up at Demyx. He leaned up and kissed the soft lips chastely.
"You're welcome," he smiled. Demyx was shocked for a moment, and then he smiled.
"Axel…"
"What?"
"Um…thanks again," Demyx said, biting his lip sheepishly.
"Thank you for not hitting me in the face," Axel said with a laugh.
"Now why would I do that?" Demyx asked, settling with his elbows on Axel's chest.
"Should I interpret that as you not minding if I do it again?" Axel asked slyly. Demyx smiled happily.
"It would be my pleasure," he replied. Axel put a hand behind his head and drew him into a passionate kiss.
Lexaeus finally saw the only house on Twilight Avenue. Just as he had almost reached the front walk, a scream rent the air, causing him to almost lose his balance.
"Zexion…" he whispered, picking up his pace. Another scream sounded as he made the front door, and he wrenched it open with all his strength. Surprisingly, it gave. He hurried in, but made sure to muffle his footsteps. He was afraid that if he was sense before he got close enough, Saix would kill Zexion.
Though from what it sounds like is going on up there, Zexion might prefer that, he thought bitterly. As he followed the horrible noises up the stairs and to a door, he fought the urge to vomit. The door was ajar, and he was able to open it soundlessly.
All it took was the sight of Saix riding the screaming boy to fuel Lexaeus' rage. As the lunatic's tongue followed a trail of sweat down Zexion's neck, Lexaeus lunged, wrapping his hands around Saix's throat and slamming him to the ground.
"GODDAMN YOU TO HELL YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU IF IT'S THE LAST THING I EVER FUCKING DO!" he screamed as he pounded Saix's face and body over and over again. He barely registered that the man was already unconscious.
"Lexaeus…"
The weak, raspy voice broke through his rage and brought him to reality. He turned and looked at Zexion, who was still bound securely to the bed.
"Zexion…God, I'm so sorry…" He went to the boy and untied him. Quickly pulling off his cloak, he wrapped the shivering boy up gently. Using the ropes from the bed, he bound Saix's arms and legs.
"I'm going to call the police now, okay?" he said to Zexion, pulling out his cell phone. The boy only nodded, pulling the coat tighter around his body. Once the call was made, Lexaeus sat beside Zexion and put an arm hesitantly around him. Zexion shuddered and flinched, moving away. After a moment, he seemed to change his mind and leaned on Lexaeus, crying softly. Lexaeus felt like crying himself as he watched the traumatized boy.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered brokenly. Zexion sniffled.
"It's…fine," he hiccupped. Lexaeus began running his fingers through Zexion's sweaty hair.
No, it's not, he berated himself, You should have been here faster.
The police burst in at that moment and took in the scene: the unconscious and bound Saix, the boy swaddled in a large coat crying, and the blood on Lexaeus' knuckles.
"I think you need to answer some questions," the lady cop finally said.