Demy's P.O.V

So what adds to the whole "I'm your master, you are my pet" scenario that has made me so jittery?

1) Saix has no pattern. It's like a hunter stalking his prey, always watching and never knowing what's on his mind or when he'll attack. I always feel like I'm being watched and have to be prepared for whenever his mood swings towards lust.

2) The Berserker Nobody standing guard over me during the night. If Saix wanted a go at night the bulking Nobody would drag me behind him without a care, out my room to his master. Again, I don't know when that will be. Sometimes, in my nightmares, I feel the Berserker's large black hand come down on my throat, pinning me down on the bed, his blade pressing under my nose in a warning. He would then run it tantalizingly slow down my chest, using it to tear off my clothes. My trained body already aroused, he would rub the blunt end against my need, than slide it down even further daring to enter me. I wake up every time before it does, panting, terrified, aroused. The Berserker hasn't touched me in any way my nightmare depicts but his master is Saix so I wouldn't put it past him.

And finally.

3) Saix has me scheduled for back to back missions this entire week! I've only been on my feet for three weeks and already I'm being forced into mission work. The blue beast just loves torturing me. Probably has some sick fantasy of me as a working slut.

I look over my mission list again. I really only have three missions but two of them are overnight. But they are partner missions so I'm not going at them alone, but still! I thought I'd get at least a month before missions started again. I continue reading the description for my first mission then stop, jolt up from my bed and stare wide eyed at my partner's name. I portal to Saix's office instantly.

He's calmly going over mission reports when I slam open his door, storm up to him and slam down my mission sheet in front of him.

"How could you?" I accuse.

"I can't be in your ass all the time. It needs to be doing something other than bending over for me." He holds no expression as my cheeks flare red.

"That's not what I meant!" I snatch the paper he is paying more attention to, earning a glare. "How could you put me on a mission together with… with Axel?" His expression shifts to a devilish grin.

"It took you long enough to notice that. I thought you two should have some alone time to kiss and make up."

"You know very well if it wasn't for you I'd be kissing him right now!"

His fist clutches at my cloak collar to fiercely yank me forward in to his crushing lips. I muffle protests and smack him stupidly with the paper I snatched earlier. He releases me with a gasp of hot air once he eats his fill.

"But you aren't." He murmurs in a husky tone. His warm tongue creeps along my abused lips. "Your tender mouth is mine now."

Through pants I continue my argument. "I am not going on this mission. I'll take any other mission but this."

"Sorry, out of the question. You know the consequences of denying a mission order. The Superior takes these missions seriously. Though if you want to be a Dusk, be my guest and shut yourself in your room."

I grit my teeth. I forgot that Xemnas has to approve the missions before Saix makes them official. Damn him. I rip the snatched mission report right in the blue monster's face and shove him back. "Fine." I snarl, fixing my cloak collar.

"Tsk tsk." Saix shakes his head. "You've gone and ruined my work. What a bad little pet." He holds his hand, ready to snap.

"No!" I beg. I'm sick of myself for begging to him. My hand hugs my neck protectively, like that will block out the pounding electricity. "Please…" I whimper.

His hand still raised, his dark grin returns. "Would you rather receive this shock or listen to an order I have for you without complaint?"

"I'll listen…" I mumble.

"What was that?" He holds his hand up higher.

"I'll listen, Master." Ugh I can feel the bile piling up in the pit of my stomach.

"Good boy." He finally lowers his hand to his lap which he pats as an invite. I sigh and walk over. Once the Master Train rolls out I can no longer protest his requests.

"I'm going to spice up your missions just a bit." He says through kisses on my neck.

"Y-you what?" I wrap my arms around his neck, press my knees to his hips and lean my head back to expose more of my sensitive neck to the disgusting, tantalizing feeling of his expert lips.

"That's all I'm going to tell you." His tongue rolls over my Adam's apple, lulling out a hitched gasp.

"B-but-"

The door knocks before I can continue.

"Hey Saix, I'm here like the mission ordered. " Axel's sharp tome cuts through the door. My body goes cold.

"What's he doing here!?" I ask in a panicked whisper.

"You have incredible timing." Saix snickers. "Fire boy is here to pick up his disguise for tonight. Would he feel jealous, enraged or in despair if he were to see you straddling me right now?"

"I need to get out of here." I ignore his taunting question. "I can't stand to see him again. I can't-" Saix shoves me under his desk quickly and scoots in so that his knees press to my chin.

"Keep your lips sealed or I'll have them stretched around something." He warns. I instantly silence my panic. His broad legs force me to stay centered under the cramped and stuffy desk. I could have portalled away but no, I had to go and have a panic attack. "Enter."

I breathe through my nose to try to stay as quiet as possible as Axel's feet click over the tile floor closer and closer. A panicked sweat forms on my brow and, had I a heart, it'd be drums in my ears.

"Let's get this over with." Axel's tone is bitter, hate the backdrop.

"Now now. No need for that tone." Saix's speech is the opposite; mocking and teasing, hiding a secret.

"I don't care. Give me what I need so I can leave." Axel spits back.

"You could say 'please'. I did, after all, assign you on a mission with your beloved Nocturne."

I tug on Saix pant leg, silently pleading not to start this.

"Just give me the disguise." I can imagine how Axel looks. Right now his arms are folded, gripping their other as he speaks through clenched teeth, eyebrow twitching as his temper spikes at the low blow.

"What's the matter? I thought you would like the personal time. Oh that's right. You two are no longer an item." A slight chuckle lines Saix statement. The hard slam above me almost makes me expose myself with a yelp.

"You don't even try to pretend you don't know anything!" Axel's temper is boiling with the room's rising temperature. "It's all because of you! You kidnapped him! You hurt him! And you most likely violated him! I don't know why you let him go, but I do know you ruined everything!" Heavy pants follow the heated outburst but no rebuttal from Saix. "Well!?"

"How do you know," Saix finally calmly speaks, "that it was not you and this flaming temper who is the real culprit?"

No… stop filling Axel's head with more pointless things to worry about. Axel stays silent, forcibly admitting defeat to the new thought planted in by Saix.

"Here is your disguise. Do not let 'personal feelings' get in the way of the mission. We need the hearts that Heartless has. On your way."

I ache as his feet pad away and the door closes with a feeble click. "Axel…" I whisper, pressing my cheek against the wood of the desk. Please come back… Saix moves back and pulls me out by my wrists.

"Now then, where were we?" His lips press to mine in a tender embrace but I stand emotionless, only blinking. He frowns and nips my lip trying to etch out a reaction. I pull back, hang my head and sigh.

"Why would you start that?" I ask. "It hurts him so much. I hurt him…"

"Don't you start this again." He forces my chin up, his yellow eyes angled with annoyance glare down at me. "If that pyro really cared about you he would have listened to you from the beginning, rescued you while you were captive, he would even rescue you from your current situation. It would be easy too." He leans down to my ear, his tone shifting to a gentle purr. "You are a screamer when you hit your peak." His teeth are on my ear before I could reply. He fondly plays along the shell of my ear, tongue flicking along the groves on occasion. My cheeks flare, my trained body seeking solace from what pleases it most.

Maybe he was right… Axel just keeps saying he wants me back but never does anything about it… right…? Saix's hands are on my hips as his tongue trails down my neck. My body is aching for his touch as my mind becomes more muddled over Saix's words. He turns me around and bends me over his desk. Why am I letting this wolf fulfill his sick fantasies on me? I moan softly when he pushes up my cloak and lowers my pants and underwear to a pool around my ankles. I'm only thinking with my peaked lower head now. Soft, hot pants roll over my moist lips with the anticipation of what's to come building up more and more. Just get in and out I think as I grip the desk in preparation.

I moan louder at the sensation of… cold roughness entering me?

"Wh-what are you…doing?" I pant. I recognize the similar texture from stretchings prior but I didn't think he'd use it now.

"Remember when I said I wanted to make your missions more interesting? It's starting." Saix's hand snakes down to my erection and grabs it with a firm hand, making me groan. I can't help thrusting in his grip to alleviate my aching arousal. He strokes me sending my head up in the clouds then stops. A pressure is wound around the base of my member and between my sac tightly. "That ought to do it." He steps away from me. I, without straightening up, look down at my organ to what looks like a harness secured around my sac splitting it in two and a ring around the base holding the harness in place.

"What is this?" The pressure feels uncomfortable, not to mention the annoyance of the teasing without release.

"A cock and ball harness." Saix says as if the words were everyday used terms. "It's meant to keep you up by denying your release." He forcibly pulls me straight—my response is a sharp gasp as the rigid dildo impales me.

"But… I thought you were…?"

"Going to screw you over my desk? Mind you, I had to control myself." He pulls up my pooled clothes and lowers my cloak. I whimper at the fabric brushing against my sensitive tip. "But as I said, I have plans. You are going to walk around with this in your rear," He pats me there and I flinch. "and at attention up here." His hand just hovers over the bulge in my pants; I curse at the desire for him to touch it.

"I can't do that! I don't think I can walk around with something ramming in to me and especially not with something that not even my cloak can hide."

"Oh don't worry; your disguise will hide that." He goes around to a black wood cabinet behind his desk and tosses me a duffle bag from inside it. He throws it short so I have to jolt forward to catch it. I almost drop it anyway what with the hard plastic of the dildo rubbing against my used inner walls.

"Pl-please don't make me do this…" I hug the bag, my face heating up from the slight stimulation.

"We made a deal. I won't shock you and you go along with my plans."

"You make horrible offers."

"You make horrible deals. We're even." His smug grin makes me wish I was brave enough to slash out at him with my water.

"This is to torture Axel, isn't it?"

"This particular mission yes. The others have their own reason."

"What do you mean by tha-"

"On your way."

"But-"

"Now." The heated glare silences me.

"Y-yes." I open a dark portal behind me. Each slow step towards it moves the fake shaft inside me, rubs my tortured arousal against my clothes, makes me whimper for relief.

"One last thing." He stops me before I leave with a hand on my shoulder. "The toy has a bonus feature. You should feel it whenever I feel the situation needs something to it. Now how about a goodbye kiss?"

He runs his hands through my hair. I turn my head to the side and reach up to press my lips to his in a loveless kiss. He accepts it either way and returns to his earlier work. "On your way my sweet pet."

I can only wait in fear for what this hard to read Berserker has planned…


Axel's P.O.V

I pace back and forth in front of the gates of the Beast's Castle. A cold chill passes through the autumn evening but it doesn't affect me. I'm more annoyed at the green tie choking me. Of all the disguises a butler! Anyone can tell you I don't fit the role, especially not now as a nervous wreck.

Saix did this on purpose. I know he did.

"Axel… you'll ruin the disguise." Demyx's emotionless tone cuts through me. We are waiting for the master of the house to come and approve of his new employees but I can't stand still… not the way Dem is dressed…

His disguise is a maid. A maid a maid a maid of all things! A wig done in twin pigtails with lacey ribbons falling down to his waist matches his sandy blonde shade. A puffy sleeved off the shoulder top hides his lack of a chest but a corset like wrap around his waist hugs him perfectly to show off his natural feminine waist. An outrageously poufy black and white skirt flatters him in a way that just shouldn't. I nearly passed out from blood loss seeing those white lace stockings curve tantalizing up his slender legs. He even had a choker and frilled headband with matching frilly flats.

Saix is torturing me with something I can't have. But I'm more pissed at how well he knew that Demyx would look cute, no, downright such a cock tease, with what he's wearing. I adjust my plain black vest and continue my pacing.

"You must be our new helpers." A soft voice acknowledges us. Belle smiles at us from the other side of the gates.

"Yes. I'm Diana and this is Alan." Demyx's tone is sweet, gentle… I miss it.

"Diana, Alan, it's so good you've arrived. We need all the help we can get for the party tonight." Belle opens the gates for us.

"Party?" I ask. We follow Belle up to the ancient castle.

"Yes." A pink blush paints her pale cheeks. "Adam and I are getting married tonight."

"That's so sweet." Demyx smiles. His posture is so straight and proper—he's really taking this role seriously.

"Yes. After everything that happened with the curse he deserves a special moment." Belle leads us inside. "Plus I love him, man or beast." Inside there are people scrambling about putting up decorations, cleaning and crashing in to each other in their rush to get things ready.

"Everyone's crazy." I think out loud.

"They're all excited." Belle says casually. "Lumiere!" She waves to a tall lanky man who rushes from a room carrying candlesticks. "These are the new helpers. Can you get them situated please?"

"Ah yes of course my dear!" His heavy accented tone booms in the hall. He comes over to us and his eyes instantly fall on Demyx. "And what might your name be madam?"

"Diana." Demyx kindly says placing his hand in Lumiere's offered one.

"Welcome, Diana. Ah, what a beautiful name for a beautiful miss." He kisses the back of Demyx's hand.

"Um… a-and this is Alan." Demyx slides his hand back politely.

"Diana, Alan, come this way. We shall find work steadfast." He marches down the hall. We follow, more confused than anything while Belle giggles behind us.

A real light glimmers throughout what used to be a castle as dark, depressing and shadowed as back home. Humans now fumble back and forth instead of the living inanimate objects. Everyone is… happy.

"Let's see let's see. Where shall we start?" Lumiere thinks.

"No no no! The flowers should go red rose, yellow tulip, white pansy. Not red rose, lavender, marigold!" An annoyed nasal voice sounds from a room up ahead.

"Ah! Cogsworth!" Lumiere rushes ahead. "Cogsworth come here!" He pulls out a stout round, fuming man in to the hallway.

"Lumiere not now. There is much to do." Cogsworth complains.

"But my friend, we have new helpers here." Lumiere beams as he gestures to us. "Allow me to introduce Miss Diana and Sir Alan."

We greet Cogsworth who only seems to be summing us up.

"You." He pulls Demyx and shoves him in to the room he had been pulled from. "Help arrange those flowers the way they should be."

"It is not my fault I couldn't hear you through the custard puddin'." An annoyed shrill voice protests from the room.

"At a girl mon'amie" Lumiere praises.

"Enough, Fifi. Just fix them. You." He looks to me. "Use your height to sweep the ballroom." Nose in the air Cogsworth leaves to check on how the other arrangements are going.

"He makes it sound like I'm a giant." I snort to myself.

"Do not let Cogsworth get to you. Come, I will show you the ballroom." Lumiere is already at the end of the hall. I sigh and follow. I really wanted to spend more time around Demyx.

Two or so hours later of cleaning the ballroom, by myself I might add, some members of the staff started rolling in tables and chairs and set them out along the edges of the room and some out on the balcony.

"What a good job." Lumiere praises, entering the room with a basket of flower arrangements.

"Thanks, but I wasn't told I was going to be doing it myself." I say, retying my hair in to a low ponytail.

"We're not very organized." He sets down the basket on a nearby table. "Ladies come in. The room is ready for our final touch."

Demyx and, who I'm guessing is Fifi from earlier, walk in each with their own basket of arrangements.

"Cogsworth had better not complain this time." Fifi whines, setting down her basket next to Lumiere's. "I have so many pricks from those roses."

"If he says anything I'll defend you my dear." Lumiere's arms are around Fifi's waist instantly.

"Lumiere not now." She pats away his arms but there is a definite blush on her cheeks.

"Eh." Lumiere shrugs and picks up a vase. "Alright everyone make sure it's centered or the clock man will make us redo everything."

"How fun." I huff.

"Do it once right today, no regrets tomorrow." Demyx says, already placing a vase.

"I like the way she thinks." Lumiere winks to me. Fifi's cheeks puff out and with a "humph" takes her basket to the other side of the room. Quietly we all set to work on the tedious task of precisely placing the vases in the exact center of the table. I swear I am going to go cross eyed doing this.

"Ah!" Demyx suddenly gasps, his arms hugging his stomach.

"Diana? What's wrong?" Fifi asks.

"A-ah i-it's nothing." Demyx's voice is slightly shaky. "I… thought I saw a spider."

"Ahh. You have what they say, the jitters for the buggy critters." Lumiere chuckles.

"Something like that…" Demyx says, his cheeks now rosy. "I-I'm fine." He continues placing vases, almost rushing now. "Eeep!" His knees press together.

"De—Diana?" I question. I start to go over to him but he stops me.

"I'm fine, really. I keep seeing that spider…" His cheeks have turned red, probably out of embarrassment.

"Then why're you hugging your stomach still?" I can't stop myself from questioning him further.

"Reaction." He lowers his arms. "Leave me alone." He whispers so Lumiere and Fifi can't here.

"But Demyx, I'm worried."

"Well stop. We're on a mission. That's it."

"Diana! Could you come help me?" Fifi calls out, stopping what was starting to be an argument.

"Coming!" Demyx's tone switches to a bubbly one. He seems almost hesitant to start walking, looking down when he does.

"So the little lass has your eye hm?" Lumiere is next to me suddenly.

"What? How—no she doesn't." I protest.

"The heart speaks through the eyes." Lumiere warns and heads out to the balcony.

"I don't have a heart." I mumble.

It looks like Fifi needs help putting a basket full version of the flower arrangement up on to a ledge. Demyx is slightly taller than her so he might be able to make up for what the ladder can't reach. But Demyx is afraid of heights… I watch as Demyx hesitantly makes his ascend up the six foot ladder slowly getting closer to the ledge.

"I knew you could reach it better than me." Fifi proudly says of her discovery. "Here's the basket." She stretches up to hand off the basket. Demyx is stiff, too scared to look down.

"Diana?"

"I-I got it." Taking a deep breath Demyx quickly reaches down and takes the basket, eyes shut tight. Carefully he slides the basket on to the ledge all the while his hands shaking from pure nerves.

"Perfect. Right there. Now the room is complete." Fifi boosts. "Come on down, sweetie."

"Right…" A notable nervous swallow makes his small Adam's apple bob as Demyx takes the first step down. Then, his body locks up, stiffening straight up and falls back. I rush forward before Fifi could scream.

The soft poof the skirt makes as he lands on top of me, his heat meeting mine again after so long makes the pain from the hard ass floor on my back less.

"Oh my! Are you okay!?" Fifi worriedly asks.

"Aside from the sore back in the future, I'm fine." I sit up with my arms wrapped around Demyx's waist. "You?"

"I-I… fine…" His ears are burning red. It takes all my will power to not bite the tender flesh.

"Oh my, what happened?" Fifi offers Demyx a hand which he hurriedly takes to get away from me.

"I slipped. I'm a big klutz. Not a very good maid, huh?" Demyx shyly says, hands behind his back, face getting redder and redder. Fifi smiles and hugs him.

"I'm not perfect either, sweetie. Don't get yourself down." Fifi pats his head and giggles.

"My friends! The sun is setting, the party is upon us! Let us clean ourselves up and get ready to greet our guests!" Lumiere announces as he enters from the balcony. "Why are you on the floor?" He asks me.

"My legs hurt." I say with a huff as I stand.

"I like a sense of humor. Come, Fifi!" His arm is around her waist again. "Let me help you change in to your formal skirt."

"Oh, Lumiere!" She giggles and happily accepts the many kisses to the cheeks.

"We go!" Lumiere leads her out, his arm never leaving her waist.

"Colorful people here." I say.

"Yeah…" Demyx says nothing more to me as he leaves. I sigh. I wish I knew what was going on through that head of his.

The sun has set, the party is under way, and here I am battling a Bully Dog in the entrance hall while trying to keep the battle as quiet as possible so no one comes out to investigate. I fling a fire licked chakram right for the center of its eyes but before it hits he rolls away. I fling the other the same way only to get the same result. The mutt's tongue lashes out at and wraps around me. The slick saliva is gross and sticks me to his tongue leaving me immobile.

"Hell." I struggle. My chakrams are on the ground unable to come back to me. The tongue pulls me closer to the gapping red mouth. "I am not food!" I'm nearly at the black abyss of his jaws when he freezes. A glow coats over him before he disappears into a lone heart which floats up and out the castle. "Gross…" I wipe off the slime coating me. A stream of water washes away just enough of the slime for me to stand right. Demyx stands at the top of the stairs, sitar in hand.

"Mission done." He bluntly says and dismisses his weapon.

"Demyx, thanks for-"

He was gone through a dark portal before I could finish thanking him. In and out, that was what was going through his head. Didn't know he could be so bitter when he didn't like someone. I sigh and wave my arm to dismiss my chakrams then open my own portal. Before I leave I hear a soft bouncy melody flow out from the ballroom. Belle and the Beast, Adam, are sharing an intimate moment expressed by dance in the middle of the ballroom, all eyes on them, the lights from the chandelier above cascading a glow of wonder on to them. They look so happy…


Demyx's P.O.V

I can't take it! I can't I can't I can't! Portalling back to the Castle I ignore the need to remove my freakish disguise and instead race to Saix's room. It won't stop moving. The pain gets worse. I need it over with. With a slam of the door and not even a chance to greet, my lips are on Saix's, pleading, wanting release. Saix growls in approval and pins me to his bed.

"What's this?" He pulls back, both of us panting heavily. "You've never kissed me so passionately."

"Make it stop, please. I can't take the pain anymore." I'm at his throat, chewing and kissing, edging him on.

"You mean this?" He holds up a remote control with a single button. "Did you enjoy the extra feature?"

"No! You picked the most horrible moments to use it. I felt like I was going to explode but I can't do that either!"

"That makes it more fun."

I'm moaning and groaning under him in no time as he works on igniting my exposed flesh while pulling off my skirt. He chuckles.

"It's so swollen through these." He slips off the black panties I was forced to wear allowing cold air to hit my flaming organ.

"Please…" I beg, legs spreading instinctively. "Please, Master, take it off."

"A couple hours of denied orgasm earns me this result? I did a better job of training than I thought."

Instead of removing the harness he reaches for the vibrating toy and starts pulling it in and out of me viciously. My body writhes on the sheets, hands looking for something to grip and throat aching from moan after moan. The plastic is removed with a hard yank then my legs, with the stockings still on, are bent over my head, and unceremoniously Saix shoves in to me. It's so hot I can't feel anything but the rough stimulation. I throw back my head and choke out screams and moans, hot tears sliding down my face, barely able to say anything audible anymore. I feel a hand at my pained organ. Relief. Everything goes white… then black.

I wake up the next day back in my bed, my throat rough and body throbbing.

"Ugh…" I don't have the energy to even get up and face my shame of last night. "I feel gross." I murmur. All I could think about was finding release. It makes me sick to my stomach knowing how… whorish I acted. I sit up slowly with little pain. Guess I'm getting used to Saix's animal tendencies. "Shower." I fumble to get up when I notice a square of paper folded neatly on my nightstand written in Saix's hand.

You were amazing last night, a real animal. Passing out after you reached your peak was a nice touch. No need to meet me before your mission today, I will find you later on and tell you of your side mission.

Master

I glare and toss the paper away. I'll worry about what he wants when it gets there, I just need to wash away last night. It's not until I enter the bathroom do I notice that I'm only wearing the stockings from my disguise. I quickly yank those off and toss them as far as possible in my room.

The feeling of the warm water running down my abused skin is just what I needed. I close my eyes and let my mind wander. I fall upon a memory of Axel and me sharing a bath together the morning after an eventful night. I miss those mornings. I sigh and remember yesterday. I was in Axel's arms after he caught me from falling. I wouldn't have even fallen if it wasn't for Saix's timing. I really wanted him to kiss me but… I couldn't. The flowing water hides my tears.

My next mission is with Lexaeus to Deep Jungle. It seems that the Powerwild and Bouncywild population is getting out of hand. The first day we have to survey how many there are and the next day wipe out as many as we can to bring down the numbers. It's not that I have something against Deep Jungle, I just don't like the idea of camping out in the middle of a forest full of predators for two nights. Well they might not go after Lexaeus but I'm an easy meal. Least we're using the treehouse the Organization had built for survey missions here instead of the floor.

"So Lexaeus um…" I look up at the bulking figure of my silent partner. "I'll…uh look a bit in to the forest to see if those monkey Heartless have a hideout and you-"

He's already down the tree and heading towards the lagoon and vines to do his own recon.

"Yeah that…" I say lowly after him. I still don't get why we were paired together or what Saix has planned. I head down the tree myself and head in the opposite direction Lexaeus had gone. I'm careful to stay quiet and watch my step so not to alarm any animal or step on any unwanted substance.

"Jungle. Had to be a dangerous, predator infested jungle." I shiver and hug myself. "Why couldn't it be Atlantica?"

I scream suddenly when something wraps around me.

"Quit you." Saix slaps his hand over my mouth. "You want to get eaten by something other than me?"

"Phat grg goo doin ere?" I ask through his glove.

"I told you I would find you later with your side mission, didn't I?" he answers with a question.

I role my eyes. "Vat ith ick?"

"Oh you're going to love this one." he purrs, kissing behind my ear. "I want you to flirt, throw yourself at Five, until you sleep with him. Think of it as a one night fling thing."

My eyes widen. "What!?" I slap away from the sick bastard. "I am not going to do that! That's gross and just wrong! I'm not a whore!"

"Oh I can start a pretty good argument against that." Saix steps closer to me.

"I only ever wanted to sleep with one person! You raped me!"

He pins me quickly to a tree, arms over my head. "And I will rape you right here, pinned to this tree, while electrocuting you. How does that sound?"

"You'd really go and kill me while screwing me?"

"You should know by now that I am very serious about discipline." He pulls down the collar of my cloak. "If I wasn't, you wouldn't be afraid to take this off." He licks the flesh just above my shock collar slowly; my breath hitches.

"I-I am not afraid." I try to fight.

"Then why haven't you taken it off?" He stares straight in my eyes, waiting.

"I… haven't because…" I hang my head. I'm afraid to deny him.

"Fear conditioning can be something, can't it? Know your place." He kisses me roughly. "So do your job."

"Y-yes…" I feel like throwing up.

"Good pet." He releases my arms. "Once you two screw I'll clean you up back home. Use these two days to flirt and do whatever is necessary and don't even try coming back without doing it, I will know. You'll need this." He slips a small tube of lubrication in to my cloak pocket. "Can't have your best feature broken." He disappears through a portal with that.

I slide down the tree paralyzed by his words. I can't believe he wants me to… with Lexaeus… how will I even manage that? I don't even want to manage it. "Why can't I just let him kill me...?" I whisper to myself. I think of Axel. Axel would die without me. I'll get out of this situation somehow but for now…

I stand and continue my survey. I don't pay any attention to where I'm going instead to how I am going to flirt Lexaeus to bed in only two days. I travel further and further, my thoughts blocking my senses, that I don't hear the rustling or see the spotted leopard launch out at me from the foliage.

A shrill shriek escapes me as I'm pinned under the leopard known as Sabor in these parts. He snarls, paw raising to slash. I panic and shoot out a stream of water right at his face. As he roars, blinded by water in his eyes and up his nose, I scramble back quickly. I'm cornered at the base of a thick tree truck. I gulp. Sabor stalks towards me more furious than earlier.

H-hey come on now…" My body shakes terribly. "I'm literally made up of nothing but darkness and water. You're making a mistake." My back is to the tree, Sabor paces side to side in front of me looking for the perfect spot to leap. He crouches, claws dig in to the dirt and launches. I shut my eyes and wait for it.

A sharp yowl sounds instead of my pained scream followed by a thud. Sabor roars then the sound of his paws grow distant. A tap to my shoulder makes me jump and whimper. Nothing hurts me. As my nerves relax I open my eyes. No Sabor, just Lexaeus wielding his ax blade.

"L-Lexaeus?"

"Are you okay?" His short question surprises me.

"Um… I think so… just shaken up. Did you save me from Sabor?" He only nods curtly. "Th-thanks. I thought I was doomed-gah!" I stumble against the tress as I stand when a sharp pain cuts my breath short.

"You're hurt." Lexaeus informs me. Sabor may not have killed me, but he did manage to land a dead swipe to my side as he tackled me down.

"That stings." I summon cool water to wash out the swipe. "Ah…" I shudder at the sharp pain. "I better… get this wrapped up."

"Can you walk?" Lexaeus asks.

"I think so…" I take a step but fall from the pain. Lexaeus catches me in time. "Th-thanks." I blush in embarrassment. "C-could you help me get back to the treehouse?"

"Okay."

"Tha-ah!" Lexaeus lifts me in to his arms and starts carrying me back. "This isn't what I meant!"

"It's faster." He bluntly says.

Blood rushes to my face. This is humiliating. This is not what I meant. This is… the trigger I needed to start Saix's sick request. Lexaeus' blunt actions only make it much easier. I sigh and lean my head on his shoulder… no noticeable reaction.

"Thank you." I sigh in relief. "I really thought I was going to be shifted to darkness back there."

Lexaeus nods.

"How did you even find me?" I snuggle closer to find a more comfortable position.

"You wandered in to my survey area." His tone shows no hint of reacting to me.

"Oh, well, I'll be more careful next time."

Another nod. We reach the treehouse fast thanks to his long strides.

"Lucky we have stairs going around the tree." I say. "Otherwise you would have had to give me a piggyback ride." I giggle cutely trying not to puke.

He shrugs and heads up. I mentally huff at how much harder he is making it to seduce him. The challenge must be for Saix's amusement.

"We should head back." Lexaeus says after setting me down on a bed.

"No!" He arches a brow at my never before want to pass up a chance to go home early. "No…" I clear my throat. "I don't want anyone to think I'm slaking even more than usual because I'm using the kidnapping as an excuse. I just need the first aid kit to patch myself up for two days then I'll go see Vexen. Okay?" Oh, that felt good to say.

Lexaeus stares at me, thinking, judging the truth in my words before he nods. I smile.

"Thanks." I take the offered first aid kit then pause.

"Do you need help?" He crouches next to me.

"Um… y-yes." I have to take off my cloak to get to the wound… how do I hide the collar? My face heats up with nerves as I slowly, with shaky hands, lower the zipper to my cloak. I avoid all eye contact with Lexaeus as I expose my upper half to him. I wait for him to question my collar but instead his large hand glides over my side assessing the wound. I flinch at his touch.

"Did that hurt?" He asks as he reaches for the bottle of rubbing alcohol.

"That will…" I quietly whimper. He dabs a clean cloth with the pain liquid. I curve my body away when he reaches out towards me. "It stings…" I give my argument. Just the smell makes my side throb in agony. Lexaeus says nothing but instead snakes his arm around my waist to keep me still. "W-wait a minute-gah!" I grip at the arm around me squirming and whining as he disinfects my wound. "No, please stop…" I moan out in pain. I catch a faint twitch in his arm before he presses in to me side harder. I throw my head back with a sharp gasp merged with a hitched moan. I'm left clinging and panting on his arm when he finally starts wrapping a bandage around me.

"There." He pulls away and puts the kit away in a small wooden cabinet.

"That. Hurt." I declare flopping back on the bed.

"We should call it a day." He ignores my whine.

"Why? It isn't even lunch time. Just because I got hurt doesn't mean we have to stop."

"It doesn't?" He seems surprised by my want to get back to work.

"Nope." I fold my arms behind my head. "We could get even more work thrown at us then we'd with we'd done this one right."

"Oh." He seems satisfied hearing me speak like I normally would.

"So before we're candidates for the Dusk army let's get to it-ah!" My side jerks with pain as I sit up.

"You should stay here."

"No, I can figure something out. I really don't want to be alone after that incident. Hmm…" I think, and then look up at Lexaeus with a slight grin. "Remember what I said about piggybacks earlier?"

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"Sixteen, seventeen and eighteen. The clusters just get bigger the denser the forest gets." I write down the group number and location on a chart using Lexaeus' head as a table.

"Nothing can get out here predator wise like they can. Not with it being mainly trees than forest floor." Lexaeus lifts me to a better position on his back.

"You think we got enough numbers?" I wrap my arms around his neck so I can show him the chart. "I think we can safely assume the denser the forest the more monkey Heartless."

"I agree." He takes the chart from me and pockets it.

"So now we can go back." I rest my chin on his shoulder, basking in the soft heat radiating from his thick neck. He doesn't answer, like usual, and does as told. I sigh and nuzzle closer when a cold chill starts to captivate the still jungle. "Weather is weird here. First it was sunny now it's cold."

"Mm-hm." He continues onward. My injury is making my advances seem like nothing more than a search for aide. I need something to turn it up. We pass under a mango tree. I quickly send out a water stream to cut one down and bring it to me.

"Lexaeus, look at this mango." I hold up the fat fruit in front of his face. "The soil must have tons of nutrients to make the fruits this big and juicy." Using my water I peel the skin from the mango, sweet juice bursts from each slice at the heavy fruit. "Heh. I'm making a mess." I slowly lick up the juice rolling down my arm, my tongue curling back to my mouth when it reaches my wrist in a slow flicking fashion. "Mmm." I shiver at the taste. "It's so sweet." I repeat the licking motion making sure to have my lips parted just slightly so my ever so slowly rolling tongue can slip out easier over my flesh. Lexaeus' pace slows; he's trying not to glance at me as I seductively lick the juice. I take a big bite and can't help but let out a pleased moan from the absolute wonderful taste. "Lexaeus, you have to try this."

"No thanks." He keeps his eyes forward.

"What? It's not like I have cooties or something. Just take a bite. You know you want to." I waft the mango under his nose earning a helpful twitch.

"Will you relax if I do?" he asks. "You keep slipping every time you move."

"I promise." I smile cutely. He sighs and takes barely a bite from the mango. "Well you could have done better." I snort. I bite on the same side Lexaeus did and purr. "That's a bite."

Lexaeus says nothing.

"Hey even with that pathetic bite you still got juice on you." I rub my clean hand over his juiced cheek then lick the sweet taste from my palm. That time I swear I notice a soft blush colour his dark skin. Well at least he can react like a normal Nobody. The sooner I get this done the faster I can forget it.

We continue in silence, Lexaeus not looking as me as I finish my mango. When I reach the pit I almost toss it but a filthy idea pops in to my head. I have been trapped in Saix's game far too long.

I chew on the seed first with soft nibbles, my tongue grazing right along the underside to lap up at any remaining juice. I suck the tip, soft and slow, my teeth grazing on the remaining mango flesh strings. I make soft sucking noises just loud enough for Lexaeus' curiosity to make him look over. My tongue curls under the seed as I move my head back and forth ever so slightly. I stop my sucking and pull the mango from my mouth slowly letting my tongue tip stick out from my juicy lips. I glance to Lexaeus under half lidded eyes. I catch him in time as he looks away quickly pretending he hadn't been watching me turn mango eating in to an X rated film.

"That was the best." I toss away the seed with a sigh.

"Mmm…" We reach the treehouse in time to see the large white moon hang over us.

"Pretty." I watch the moon climb slowly in to position in the clear starry sky as Lexaeus takes us in. I slide off his back and wobble over to my bed. "I better take a quick rinse. I'm all sticky."

"I'll leave." Lexaeus turns to leave.

"Hey you don't have to. Washing is easy for me." Ilet my cloak fall from my shoulders and step out of the pool of leather. I summon a blob of water to get to work on swirling and spinning over the sticky parts left behind by the mango. I giggle when the blob touches certain parts of my upper half. "There, all clean." I send the blob to burst outside the window. "Not bad huh?"

"Sure." Lexaeus goes to his bed across from mine in this single room treehouse.

"Sure? Is that it?"

"We better rest. We need to start wiping out some Heartless tomorrow."

"Well… okay…" He's so fast to make decisions.

"Goodnight." He's already in bed, back to me.

"Um… night." I follow suit and get in bed too. But I can't sleep. A sense of relief envelops me in that we didn't do anything but dread is there too. If I can't get it on with rock head over there… I don't even want to imagine Saix's punishment. I look up to the ceiling lost in thought for hours in to the night. Lexaeus snores softly, not a worry bothering him. I'm envious. I sit up, get out of bed and walk over to him.

"Lexaeus?" He doesn't stir. "Lexaeus?" I move the sheets off him inch by inch with each breath he takes. He's a heavy sleeper. "Right." I inhale, exhale, and then crawl on top of him. It's like scaling a mountain. I scramble softly so not to wake him and find a comfortable spot on his mountain like chest. If his breathes were any deeper I'd be bouncing on him. "This isn't going to work. Ha…" I reach for his arms. If I had enough strength I could have dragged him throughout the entire jungle and back without him waking up. I position one arm across my back and place the other hand, tenderly, on my rear. This is sure going to be a shock for Lexaeus in the morning.

I wake up before Lexaeus the next morning. Our positions haven't shifted since I snuck under his sheets last night. The man sleeps like he's in a coffin. I wonder just how long he's going to stay asleep. Hmm. An idea pops in to my head—a sick one—but it'll sure work to wake him up and maybe get my side mission done faster.

I scoot up just a little bit closer so I'm at Lexaeus' neck. He smells mucky, like freshly watered dirt. With a deep breath I start pressing soft kisses to his throat. It feels like I'm rubbing my lips against a salty boulder. I'd rather be necking Saix than doing this. I kiss along the sleeping Nobodies' thick neck. He stirs slights but still doesn't wake. Come on now. Wake up for me. I nip at his neck too, even bite and chew at a piece of his throat. He groans softly. That's it. I wrap my arms around his neck so I can press my kisses deeper to his neck and move slowly up to his face. "Mmm. Lexy wake up for me." I purr in his ear. Hell I almost gag on that nickname. Gotta keep this act up. "Lexy." I kiss his cheeks. "Lexy." He shifts and finally wakes up. He seems a bit dazed at first but he fully snaps awake when he feels and sees me on top of him.

"What?" Boy he's lost.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" I ask innocently. "I heard something last night and it spooked me. I… hope you don't mind I invited myself in your bed." I shift my body slightly just enough so I rub against him in the slightest and nuzzle his neck. "You just looked so warm and inviting I couldn't help it."

"I…uh… un…"

I wrap my arms around his neck tighter and lean up so that our chins touch. "What's the matter? Are you even less of a talker in the morning?"

"Uh…" His eyes widen by my movements and this time I can clearly see his blush. "I…"

"Well that's okay. There are better things we can do than talk." I lean my face closer to his and lower my tone to a soft gentle purr. "There are a lot of fun things two guys can do when alone. Very alone." My lips are about to press to his when he suddenly throws me off. "Ow!" I hold my injured side.

"I'm going to get a head start on the mission." He rushes out the treehouse without another word.

Damn it. I was so close but he had to go and get cold feet and run away. And I know I almost had him, he was leaning up to kiss me back before his senses kicked him in gear and he threw me off. But dang, it just took one day and a night and already I have him near kissing me? So what am I more upset about; taking longer to get this side mission done or the fact that I almost had him but was denied? Now I'm starting to see where Saix could get his proof backing up his statement about me being a whore. I shake my head quickly. No, stop thinking in roller-coaster. You are not a whore, you are being used as a toy. That is it. I repeat that to myself over and over as I pull on my cloak.

Soo… how do I get him in bed now? Obviously he's going to be avoiding me until we get home and that won't fly for Saix. I pace while I think. There has to be a way for him and I to be in close contact and with an excuse for me to come on to him where he can't resist. I stop and curse at myself.

"Yup, that will work. But couldn't I think of something else?" I think for a couple more minutes before I groan and admit defeat. "Oh this had better work." I grumble and stomp out the tree house.

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The Bouncywild hops in glee on top of my chest as her hoard of Powerwild hold me down. She screeches and points to two of the Powerwilds with her slingshot. They jitter back and run off in to the forest. She looks back to me and jabs her slingshot in my face and makes what I think are to be threatening chatters. This would be less annoying if she would get off of me; I can feel my wound threatening to tear open with her constant hops. The Powerwilds that were sent away return with a long thick branch and some vines. Great.

The Bouncywild hops off me and uses her slingshot to direct her gang as they hold my arms and legs together and ties them to the branch they had brought. Perfect. Not only did I let myself get caught by these things now I'm getting hog tied to a branch. Once I'm secured to the branch the monkey Heartless bounce and cheer around me celebrating their catch. It takes four to lift me, two on each end, but my back still scrapes against the ground. The Bouncywild points forward and the gang start to march. They only take a couple steps when I start to scream. I scream as loud as I can which doesn't please the frenzied group. They screech and hop, really not knowing what to do to shut me up. It's no wonder the Bouncywild is the gang leader since she's the one who put a stop to my scream by cramming three bananas in my mouth. She screeches to her troop and they continue once again.

Perfect. I am such a genius. Go ahead I told myself; let yourself get captured by these things. Make as big a commotion as you can. Lexaeus will save you just like he did with Sabor. By the way my back is scraping against the ground it doesn't look like that was a smart idea.

The Heartless drag me to a semi open field when they have a fire pit set up. My teeth dig in to the bananas. Oh hell. These things just make things worse and worse. The Powerwilds set the branch I'm tied to on the stand they have situated right over the fireplace. They circle around me and look to their leader Bouncywild. She seems to smirk at me as she pokes at me with her slingshot, testing to see where they can get the best meat off of me. I glare back at her and whip her with a string of water. Her brigade goes mad and starts pounding their fists against me. I groan around the bananas, pull against my restraints and yelp when one monkey hits my bandaged side particularly hard; I feel myself start to bleed.

The Bouncywild holds up her hand and the commotion stops and they part away from me. She's pissed for sure but I can tell she's not going to attack me like her gang did. No, a leader doesn't stoop to such barbaric means of punishment. She pulls back her slingshot and lets a rock fly but not directed to me but to a rock next to the pit. It hits against the rock and sends sparks into the dry foliage which ignites a fire instantly. The Powerwild cheer chatter and throw more kindle on to the fire. The heat of the fire brushes against my back. I feel like a beaker with a burner underneath it. I do not do well with too much heat. Sweat starts to pool quickly on my forehead and run down my neck. I'm panting through the bananas; I wish I could chuck these out of my mouth already! The flames raise higher with the more foliage the Powerwilds feed the fire. My head sways from the heat. I pull harder on my restraints, try to summon water to cut through them but I'm too dehydrated now to do anything water related. The Bouncywild pats my cheek, her eyes holding a teasing smirk. Stupid stupid stupid. Should have just waited for Lexaeus back at the treehouse and done something there instead of dumbly getting into this situation without really knowing if he would come. I feel myself about to lose consciousness…

The Powerwilds shriek and scramble everywhere. There hollers are caught off suddenly with sharp slashes and ground breaking smashes. The Bounchywild jitters angrily; I can see her through my haze tossing bananas but she is destroyed mid throw with a pained cry; her heart floats up to join her crew in Kingdom Hearts in a forever turmoil. I feel myself be lifted from the fire, have the bananas pulled from my mouth and my arms and legs released from their restraints. I pant and just lay in the cool sensation against my heated back. My head start to clear but I'm dying of thirst.

"Nnnn… water…" I hoarsely say.

A water bottle presses to my lips. I hungrily accept the cold liquid that flows down my parched throat. The bottle is taken away from me but I still want more.

"Slowly. Or it will shock your body."

"Le-Lexaeus?" I look up at Lexaeus' concerned face. I am in his arms, dangling limp in his gentle embrace. "Nnn…" I lean my head against his chest.

"Here, drink more water." He holds up the water bottle to me again. I drink it up to the final drop.

"You actually came…. I thought you wouldn't…" I say quietly.

"You were in trouble." He starts walking. "Those Heartless almost killed you."

"Yeah… I know… ow…" I hold my side.

"Are you hurt again?" His tone sounds concerned.

"Those things… beat my wound open." I murmur.

"I'll patch it up back at the treehouse." He holds me more securely to him but also with care of my side.

"Thanks…" I drift off for a bit as my body rehydrates itself. As much as I love Axel when I come in contact to open flames I instantly dehydrate. When I wake up I'm lying down on my bed with my cloak off but my bandage has yet to be changed. I groan softly and look around for Lexaeus.

"Sorry I took off your cloak, you were asleep so…" He notices I'm awake as he turns back to face me from getting the medical kit.

"No problem…" I say. "How does it look?" I want to look at how bad I was beaten up but I don't want to see the blood.

"I'll see." He sits next to me and reaches to remove my bandage. "Could you lift your back a bit?"

"Sure." I curve my back upwards and make sure my hip slides in place in to his large palm. "How's that? Or maybe you want me to raise myself up a little more?" I bend my legs under my body and use them to raise me up further in to his hand; I make sure to breath soft and deep so my chest rises temptingly.

"That's fine." He starts pulling the bandage from around me. I curve my body to follow his hand ever so slightly so he can feel my movements but not really see it. "It's not that bad." He says. "Just reopened." He reaches for a cloth and the torture acid.

"Do you have to use that again? That really stings." I say in a cute whiny way.

"Sorry. But it will get infected if I don't." He pressed the doused cloth to my side. I grip the sheets and moan in pain, writhe and squirm, arch my back up further.

"Oh, that stings so much more. Please, no. Ah!" He reacted the last time I did this, maybe if I act out more this time he won't be able to resist. I curl my toes and spread my legs in a way that is meant so I can keep my balance but the way I thrust up my hips anyone can tell I am using it to work some other parts of my body. When he finally cleans me up I pant softly and lower my body. His face is starting to turn pink. Just a little bit more. "I felt like my side was going to burn off." I whine.

"Mmm…" He takes the bandage roll and starts wrapping it around me. He's leaning over me awfully close. I wonder. I slowly unbend my legs from under me and instead remain with my back hovered by using my feet and legs spread wide open so Lexaeus fits right between them. He glances to my movement but instead of pushing me away he leans closer. Big boy likes this now? He finishes bandaging me but his hands don't pull away. Instead, they lower to my hips and rest against them. His hands are so big one hip fits in each palm.

"You aren't pushing me away this time?" I ask in a low voice. My hands slide around his neck. I let soft pants roll from my tongue to make him believe in my growing lust.

"I should. Aren't you and Eight…?"

"No. Not anymore." A run a foot down his big buff leg; he had shifted so that he is looming over me. "It's a long story. I'd rather not talk about it. There's something else I'd rather do." I leans my head up closer to his.

"But…" He seems hesitant; even as he leans down to lessen the distance between us.

"Shh. No one has to know about this. A little fling won't hurt anyone. Just satisfy us."

"Well…"

"Shhhhh. Just let it happen." I press my lips to his to shut him up before he could talk himself out of this.

His immediate reaction is to stiffen. He should have known that this was where things were going but I guess things are going too fast for comfort for him, and me.

It's like rubbing smooth, cold pebbles to my lips. They have a soft taste like they had been touched by the gentle water of a riverbed; not exactly gritty like gravel, but not tongue curling like sand either. He's earth anywhere you look at.

He isn't kissing back like I want him to, like I need him to be. I kiss a little harder and wrap my arms tighter around his neck to bring him down more to my hungry mouth. His hands slide slowly up my sides making me shudder. That's it. That's it. He grips my shoulders… and pushes me away.

"What are you-"

"I can't." He gets off me and, really with no other choice, goes sit on his bed. I sit up with a huff.

"Why not? No one will know." I keep my voice soft and gentle despite how annoyed I am.

"I didn't think you were this kind of Nobody." He accuses me. He's stuck between temptation and 'what's right' so deep that he's blaming what he can to keep his cool composition.

"I'm not normally." I slowly slide from my bed. "But I feel… strongly attracted to you right now." I take slow, fluid steps towards him, swaying my hips side to side like the gentle rocking waves on a coast. "Like a really strong pull I can no longer resist. And I tried but I just can't." I'm in front of him now. He trains his eyes up at my own to keep from looking at my slim hips calling to him; he most definite has a kink for them. "I'm sorry. This must be so weird." I reach out to run my hands through his short auburn hair. With a jolt he grabs me wrists to stop my advance but that only helps me slide in to his lap better. The way his eyes widened at my straddling him…

"N-nine…" His grip on my wrists tightens with nerves.

"Lexy." I start to pant softly. "I can't… handle it anymore…" I rest my forehead on his shoulder exposing my neck to him. His hot breathes brushing against my tender flesh sends heat to ignite my aroused senses. I know how sensitive my neck has become thanks to Saix and his training so I'm really panting now thanks to that. But still, nothing. Damn this good for nothing… "B-but if you can't… I understand. I just-hah!"

I gasp in surprise when the pebbles I had tasted start pressing against my neck. My cheeks and ears burn with surprise and deeper arousal as Lexaeus experimentally touches his lips from bellow my ear to the crook of my shoulder then back up. He doesn't seem to be paying attention to my shock collar, just treating it like an accessory. My fingers curl tightly with the want to grab something but Lexaeus doesn't release my wrists. I lean my head back so he can treat my neck all around.

Deep in my subconscious I can feel this is wrong, gross, the last thing I would ever do, but on the surface my body is in control and it wants more. Our lips find each other and this time he does free my wrists to instead hold on to my hips; I knew he had a thing for them. I find the zipper of his cloak and swiftly bring it down and apart. His chest is so thick and muscular. I run my hands up and down his beefy bod then pull away from the kiss. Our hot pants meet in puffed mingles between us. I push on his cloak to take it off his immense shoulders. His dark skin is inviting to me in my lust.

Like a snake I dart my tongue experimentally on his collar then move down his heaving chest to his rough nubs. I kiss each tenderly, play my tongue around them, suck them past my teeth. My need starts to ache as it pushes against my clothes, and I can clearly feel Lexaeus' rutting underneath me. Enough of this foreplay; my body is begging for more while my mind pleads sanctuary. I shove Lexaeus back on to the bed and straddle him. He looks up with lust and confusion.

"What… doing?" His breathes are too deep to find sentences.

"Relax, Lexy." I kiss him deeply, slipping my tongue past his cold pebbles to dance along with his own tongue. "Let me handle the preparations." Down and down I kiss, arching my back, leaving my wet marks all over him till the waist of his pants. I may be hungry, but I'm not starving so I will degrade myself more than I already am. Lexaeus' head is tilted back; eyes closed enjoying my touch so I'm taking that as a sign to continue. I undo the buttons to his pants easily then pull down the fly. I feel his legs tense so I lean down to kiss his stomach tenderly as I loosen his pants enough to tug them down just below his groin. I don't look as I work on tugging down his underwear the same way. I take a deep mental breath and sit up.

He isn't very long, but he is thick, like my wrist. I blush deeply. "Oh my…" I'm going to need some thorough preparing to make this as painless as possible. I take his length and he gasps; I'm pretty sure he hasn't had a hand touch him down here in a while. "Shh, Lexy, it'll feel heavenly." I start to stroke him just like Saix has trained me; starting slowly from the base to firm it up then move up the whole length while teasing the sensitive tip. His breathes grow shallow and ragged with stimulation; he looks absolutely different from the serious quiet loaf he always portrays to be. I need some stimulation too.

With my free hand I undo and push off my own pants. I do it quickly to avoid any second thoughts; being exposed like this in front of someone I'm being forced to… there are no words. Where is it? I use a stream of water to bring over my cloak and pull from a pocket the lubricant Saix had given me when he gave me my side mission. Popping it open I squeeze some on to two fingers and reach behind me. I know how to do this; I just have never done it before. Biting my lower lip I slip in one finger first with a soft gasp.

"Nine…?" My customer asks.

"It's nothing. I'm preparing myself for you so it won't hurt." I squeeze his shaft. "It's so thick if I'm not spread enough it won't be able to go in." I maneuver my finger in my inner hotness awkwardly.

"I-in?" He sounds nervous.

"It'll be the best feeling ever. Ha…" I slip my second finger in but even with that I don't think it will be enough for his swelling need. "Lexy… let me borrow your hand…"

"Hn?" He has to sit up in order for me to take his hand. I guide it behind me.

"Just… push one finger in." I apply lubricant to his finger. "My fingers aren't thick enough for you, but yours are…"

"But…"

"Just like this…" I guide his finger inside me slowly; my breath catches sharply—yup, just the right size. "N-now just… move it in and out…" I can barely speak. He does as told and soon I've loosened up. By the way he's losing his perk I know this isn't something he's in to, so I tease his head more and more, massage his sack, stroke him until I have him thrusting in my hand. "Lexy… now…" I pull his hand away from me and push him back down. His eyes widen and I giggle. "It's okay." I position myself over his spear and angle it at my opening. "I'm going to lower myself…"

Easier said than done. I whimper when his tip tears me open. His groan rumbles under me with enough force to shake me. I stop with only his spear point in; too much pain to continue. I swirl my hips slowly to accommodate the size. With each swirl I slide down further and further on his thick rod till I sit on his groin. I moan deeply feeling so stretched. I place my hands on his stomach for support and tilt my head back. I just sit there, feeling it all. "Oh man…"

"Are you… okay?" He asks me softly.

"So… open." I whisper.

My arms vibrate softly as I raise my hips off him slowly. With teeth grit and eyes shut tight I control my would be yelp in to cracked gasps. I have to relax or this will be the most painful rutting ever. I rise up till I'm about to slide right off him, then roll my hips back down to his base. I count to find solace from the stretching I am far from used to. By the sixth time I slide my hips down I deem myself stretched out as much as possible.

"No better way to stretch… than with the real thing…" I pant.

"What?" Lexaeus drifts out of the daze I set from my gentle ride.

"I… I'm going to move faster now." I angle over Lexaeus more and gasp. The lower angle over him targets me more sensually. "Prepare yourself." I kiss him and start rocking my hips quickly. I only kissed him so I would have something to keep me from yelling out. Thrust after thrust my insides tear apart by the head of his prong. His hips jerk from time to time when I take him fully which brings tears to my eyes.

Pulsating heat. Vivid pain. Tearing me open. Deep arousal. The pain starts feeling good. My kissing grows fierce along with my ravenous hips. All sense of seriousness has left Lexaeus as he too starts kissing me with a deep hunger. His hands grasp at my hips tightly as he starts jerking up to meet my thrusts with such force I break the kiss with a cry. I've had it rough with Saix but Lexaeus is enormous; compared to my body size he could break me if he doesn't control himself.

"L-lexy n-not so hard." My voice is a slightly higher tone than normal as I try to endure the pain. I gasp sharply when he lifts me then slams me down on himself roughly. Then suddenly I feel a rush and I'm on my back looking up at a hulking figure over me. "L-Lexaeus w-wai-nn!" He turns me on my good side and pulls one leg over his arm. My eyes widen at the position that will give him a much bigger opening. He grunts deeply and pounds in to me with heated force.

I can't breathe.

My eyes blur from tears of pain and pleasure. I grasp at the bed sheets as I'm jerked back and forth and dig my teeth in to a clump of cloth but still cries and moans escape me. My skin feels so hot, I hate myself for responding. I can feel myself on the verge; Lexaeus swells even larger as his need is on the uprising.

Just a little more… hurry it up…

He grabs my member to stroke me painfully hard. It hurts terribly on the sensitive skin but it's enough to send me over the edge with a pained cry. He rides out my ongoing orgasm and just when I feel him about to burst he pulls out my gaping hole and spews his thick cream over my softening organ and stomach.

It's over…

I pant heavily, exhausted and weak from the sudden shift of positions. Lexaeus' deep pants rumble over me while he recovers from his high. When his breaths start to calm he lowers my leg and rolls me on to my back. I flinch at the pain already starting in my lower back. I just lay there under him like easy prey, eyes closed, counting my breathes again to find solace. I feel his lips press to mine but I don't respond. I did what I was supposed to. Any after thoughts are naught. Lexaeus will soon understand what I meant by one night fling.


"So after you started riding him he decided to take control instead?" Saix asks me and runs his fingers through my unkempt hair.

"Mm-hm." I say as I swallow down Saix to the back of my throat. I look around the Grey Room nervously. It's late in the night but any Nobody could walk in and see me on my knees in front of Saix swallowing his hot meat as he relaxes on a couch.

"Amazing. I didn't think you would get that much out of him. I am so pleased with you." He arches his hips up and grips my hair hard. "I love you."

I jolt, nearly biting him on reaction. I look up at him but his head is leaned back in enjoyment. How dare he say something like that to me. He has no idea what love is. I suck him hard and quick with bitter annoyance to end it quicker and go to my room. A groan rumbles with his breath and, with both hands, he shoves me head down so my nose is buried in his crotch. I squeeze my eyes tight and hold my breath as hot release forces its way down my throat to the pit of my stomach. Once he's milked he allows my head to rise. I clean his tip before he demands me and lean back on my legs.

"Ah, two days has been too long, don't you think?" He pets my head like someone would a small animal.

"Can I go to my room now? I can barely feel my body." I just want to avoid furthering this act.

"Tired are you? Well if you really are that tired maybe it wouldn't be a good idea to continue this. I wouldn't get the reaction I want out of you." He stands and fixes himself.

"Thank you, Master." I am about to leave but his arms wrap around me.

"How about you go change in to your most sexy set of pjs and come join me in bed? A warm set of arms around you should soothe you enough to get you back in to working condition, no?" He nips at my ear.

"But… I have another mission tomorrow… I can't be anymore sore…" I just want to get to my bed.

"Oh I wouldn't screw you to a point of immobility. I'm not that cruel to something I like. Plus I need you well for my last side mission."

"Right…" One last mission.

"So meet me in my room, okay. I'll have my bed all warmed up for you." He kisses my cheek and leaves the Grey Room before me.

I wait to give distance before I take my own leave. At least, aside from the blowjob, I won't have to worry about being mounted anymore today. I rub my back and sigh. The look Lexaeus had when I started ignoring him after doing it. But I told him it was a one night fling. If he tries to bring it up I'll ignore it, deny it, pretend it never happened. Though my body has plenty of evidence. I'm just glad he had the decency to pull out in the end; it was easier to clean up after.

I enter my room and sigh heavily. I want nothing more than to plop on to my bed and fall asleep. To just forget everything I did. To try and sleep away all the pains I have. I search my drawers for the clothes specified by Saix and stop when tears start falling on my hand. I reach up to my cheeks to feel the cold water pool from my eyes. Why was I suddenly…? The tears don't stop. I grip my drawer and hang my head. My throat clenches and soon sobs accompany my tears. I have no explanation for my sudden fit, but it feels good to let it out. To let out my pains and stress in the only way I can as long as I want.

Thirty minutes later I straighten myself up, dress in a tank and boxers, bring a change of clothes, and teleport to Saix's room.

"You look so adorable." Saix purrs softly. He hugs me tightly but I feel cold rather than heat. "The bed awaits us, my pet." He pulls me to his large bed and on top of him. I hide my face in his neck and try to fall asleep in his embrace.


I stare at the reflection of my furred face made by the watering hole of the Pride Lands. I stare in a trance dazed state and sigh. I stick my spotted paw in the water and swirl it around slowly; the tip of my long tail twitches with my swirls. I sigh deeper and rest my head on the ground just letting my paw stay in the water.

My ears twitch back at the crunch of dry grass behind me. I stand quickly and look around, ears up and scanning. I can't see anything but I can definitely hear something coming towards me hidden behind the tall dry grass. I crouch low then bolt as fast as my four limbs will allow me to sprint. I can sprint fast thanks to the cheetah I transform in to when entering the Pride Lands, but the sprint is short lived. I can feel my lungs burning the more I push myself to run longer than the minute my body grants me. I dig my nails deep in to the barren ground, pushing me forward but I can tell I'm slowing down.

A heavy weight crashes against my back with a deep roar. I tumble and squeak, being the only noise a cheetah can make, till I'm on my back with my attacker hovering over me. I pant heavily and keep my eyes shut tight, waiting to be bitten.

"My my, what a fast runner you are. Your little rear was so cute to watch."

My eyes snap open. I look up at the large, spiked blue lion hovering over me. "Saix?"

"Who do you think it is?" He bears his teeth. "No normal lion would attack a cheetah this way."

"Did you have to scare me?" I kick at his underside to push him off but his large frame doesn't even budge at my kicks.

"I wanted to see how well you reacted. I don't want my favorite pet getting hurt by other predators." His tail flicks behind him.

"Well get off me. You saw me run away."

"Oh come on now." He nips at my soft neck. I stay still; scared of moving and getting hurt bad by his larger canines. "I like seeing you underneath me like this." He presses his big paw to my throat. "It makes me want to experiment the mating habits of felines."

"I-I'd rather not…" I nervously say, folding my ears back.

"Maybe another time. Right now I need to tell you of your last side mission." He pulls his paw back but doesn't get off me. "In this last mission you will be traveling to two worlds getting rid of the same annoying Heartless. I won't do anything in this world but in the second, well, expect a late night visit from yours truly."

"What are you going to do?" I ask.

"You'll see. But that will only be the first half of your mission. I'll tell you the second half after." He finally moves and lets me stand. He watches me with feral, hungry eyes.

"Are you planning on staying here till Marluxia gets here or what?" I want him to leave me alone, now.

"Very well. I will see you tonight, my agile kitten." He licks my cheek slowly making my fur stand on end by his rough tongue. He turns and jumps through a dark portal.

I sit and wipe my face where he licked. "Great. At least he won't do anything here. I'm not keen on figuring out how male cats do it."

"Hey Demyx!"

"Wah!"

Marluxia tackles me from behind and nuzzles me, tail flicking side to side. He's a smaller lion compared to Saix but his mane is much longer and he stands taller than me.

"Was your head in the clouds? Usually you're good at hearing if something's sneaking up on you." Marluxia asks me.

"Yeah… I was zoning. Get off my back." I shove him off and smile. With Marluxia I can forget about Saix for a while.

"Well come on. We got a long way to go to Pride Rock's peak to find those Rapid Thrusters. Damn annoying fish." He walks on ahead.

"Right. Annoying fish." I follow him and tag him. "Race you!" I yell back as I run off.

Marluxia turns and slashes two Rapid Thrusters at once with a front and back paw. He roars and tackles down three more. I watch with amazement at Marluxia's inner lion exposing itself. I turn to the one Thruster I have left to take out and lunge at it with a squeak. It comes at me too and rams me with its sharp nose in my soft white underbelly. I yelp; even as a cheetah I still feel the injuries my human body has had and that fish rammed in to where Sabor swiped. I fall back on my back then roll over quickly to face the Heartless. My tail twitches as we stalk around each other. It jerks side to side just wanting to lunge out at me. That was its mistake. Letting its eagerness get the better of it it swims to me but I spring over it, land, turn, swipe, and watch its heart ascend to the orange clouds over us.

"Good job, Demyx." Marluxia says as he trots to me. His long pink tongue hangs out as he catches his breath in the aftermath of the battle.

"I just barely managed to take out one at a time. You were killing three in one swipe." I sit, my long tail curling around my legs.

"Hey, at least we got them in this place." He licks his purple pink paw and looks around the cleared peak. "Should we just call it a night here and head to the next world in the morning?"

"Uh…" I think about what Saix said. "Even though I like running around on four legs, I would rather not sleep where we're at risk of being mauled by savannah predators."

"Oh the picky one, aren't we?" He playfully bites my ear.

"I'm just thinking about safety." I push at his furry chest.

"Yeah yeah." He opens a dark portal in front of us. "The Land of Dragons awaits us." He jumps gracefully through the portal. I look around the peak and sigh before following Marluxia through.

I land on all fours in a snowy patch and jerk up quickly. "That wasn't nice. Where'd you teleport us." I hug my arms as deep shivers captivate my body.

"I think the snowy mountains outside the main city. This is where those fish spawn the most." Marluxia answers me.

"C-couldn't they have spawned somewhere warmer?" My breath puffs out cold as I shiver harder. Marluxia hugs me close to him.

"Let's find us a place to stay for the night before you freeze out here."

We walk around for a bit before we find a cave. Inside we find remnants of what used to be an old campsite and fire pit. Looks like some of the Emperor's soldiers might have camped out here and left some things behind to make travel lighter.

"Hey look over here." Marluxia walks over to an old wagon. "I think this might have carried supplies at some point." He climbs in and ruffles through the back. He tosses out two clumps of blankets.

"Is that a good idea?" I ask him.

"Would you rather sleep in the cold air and freeze?" He asks with a knowing grin.

I pout. "Fine. I'll use the haunted blanket. But I am not using that wagon."

"Why not? It's probably warmer in here than out there." Marluxia is already spreading out a blanket as his mattress against the wagon.

"Because it's on one wheel, leaning against this ledge and with one bad move in the middle of the night it'll topple over. I'd rather sleep on the ledge." I mimic him and spread a blanket out on the ledge next to the wagon.

"Suit yourself." He tosses me another blanket. "But if you start turning in to an icicle get in here. I can't stand the thought of you freezing when I could have prevented it."

"Thanks, Marly." I smile at him. He teases me every now and then, but how else would an older brother persona show his love?

"Oh, here." He tosses me a small box. "Bento box. I stashed it in my cloak before turning lion."

"I hope it didn't go ripe on the savannah." I open the box hesitantly.

"Oh who knows where our clothes go when we travel to that world. Now eat and go to bed. We have a whole new fleet to take out." He pats my head and closes the wagon door.

"Thanks for the advice, mom." I tease and sit down to eat the flowery tasting rice balls.

"You're welcome." Marluxia calls back. I giggle.

Later that night I burrow myself deep under the wooly blanket. The stone ledge does wonders to stiffen my back but at least, by the sound of the wagon's creaking, I'm not tossing and turning. I shiver as a cold breeze dances through the cave. I pull the blanket tighter around me. I could really use a warm bed. Heck I'm so desperate to not freeze I'd even—

A heavy warm feeling hugs me. I freeze and try to sit up but I'm held down around my waist. I struggle to kick off the blanket. Finally freeing my face I open my mouth to yell only to have it seized by hot lips and an enflamed tongue.

"Mpf-gph-ah-Saix!" I whisper angrily when I finally shove his mouth off mine. "What are you doing here?"

"I said I was going to find you here, didn't I? It took you two forever to get here I almost fell asleep." He answers me then kisses me fiercely again. I shove him back again.

"You've been waiting here the entire time?" I ask him, out of breath.

"Of course. I had to make this cave look like it had been inhabited then abandoned. Do you really think blankets like these would be lying around in any old wagon?" He rubs the blanket right over my crotch. I gasp softly and turn my legs away from him.

"Of course you would set this all up. No surprise. But why?"

He bites my neck and sucks hard while his hands run up and down my body. I shiver and try to curve away from his hungry movements. He's acting more fierce than usual. He has my cloak undone before he finally answers me.

"I need to screw you." He growls softly.

"What!?" My eyes widen. "No! Marly is literally a breath away. Sto-ah- touching." I grab his wrist as his hand slides up my shirt to pull and pinch at my tender nubs.

"Remember I said I was going to cleanse you after doing it with Five? I didn't do it the day to give you a rest, but I think you're ready now." His tongue curls around my ear. I catch myself before I gasp but he takes advantage of that to pull off my shirt.

"Not now please, Marly's going to wake up and see this." I beg. I arch my back as his other hand shoots down the front of my pants.

"If you keep that arousing voice down he won't. Besides, you're already hard here so you must be turned on by the chance of being caught." His hand slides back to my rear.

"Pl-please stop… I'll suck you if you need release. Master ple-ah!"

Two fingers ram in to me so suddenly and rough I don't stop myself from yelping. I hear the wagon creak.

"Mmm… Demyx?"

"Ah-y-yes Marly?" I try to keep my voice normal as Saix's thick fingers move in and out and scissor inside me.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. Just had a night-jitter, that's all. Go back to bed." I hang my head and spread my legs. I open my mouth only slightly so soft pants leak out.

"Ohh I like this. Keep talking to him." Saix purrs in my ear. I shake my head and look at him desperately. Saix grins darkly and yanks down my pants.

"You need to talk about it?" The wagon creeks as Marluxia's body weight moves.

"U-um m-maybe. B-but you don't have to get out of bed for me." I moan lowly as another finger is forced in to me.

"You're even wetter than usual back here. How aroused are you?" Saix darkly asks. "I'm going to slide in easy."

"Hey, Dem, if you need company I'll get out of bed." I hear the wagon creek louder.

"No!" I quickly shout. "I-I don't need you to come out. We can talk like this. Hnn." Saix pulls out his fingers and undoes his pants.

"Well… if you're sure…" Marluxia sounds more concerned than before. "What was your nightmare about?"

"W-well it was... um…" I look back as Saix prods me with his hard throbbing member. "I was… back with my kidnapper." Saix throws me a warning glance before shoving his lower head in.

"Do you remember what he looked like?" Marluxia asks.

"No." I swallow. "I just see a big shadow." Saix pushes in to me more. He doesn't make a single noise as his slides in to the hilt while I have to swallow, breath, and force my voice to sound as normal as possible.

"A shadow? Is that all."

Saix starts thrusting against me slow and deep while his fat tongue plays with my neck and ears.

"Y-yes." I gasp. "It's all I see. I'm too scared to remember anymore."

"Take it easy Demyx. Anything else?"

"W-well… then I see…" I look back at Saix and glare. "I see Axel." Saix stops. His eyes burn deeply. Slowly his hands lower to my hips and I know my punishment is to come. He pulls out all the way, than slides in in one thrust. The feeling of being empty then quickly filled is painful. "I see Axel in the infirmary. It must have been when I was unconscious."

"He was hanging out there every day when they found you. He wanted to be the first thing you saw." Marluxia sighs softly.

"He was. Nn, and then I yelled at him." Saix bites my neck hard. He wants me to change the subject but I get to choose my story to tell while being forcibly taken with my friend nearby. "He abandoned me. He let me get kidnapped. And then he blamed me for it." I lean on my arms, which allows Saix to slide in easier. "And I regret treating him the way I did."

"You do?"

"Yes." Saix grabs my twitching member and starts stroking it painfully hard. "I never planned on breaking u-up with him. It just… happened. Hnn… I… still love him… ah!"

Saix's nails dig in to my member deeply. I look back with watering eyes begging him to let up his grip but his eyes are enraged, fierce, with a deep desire to pound in to me senselessly knowing very well he can't.

"Then get back together with him. What's so hard about that?"

"I'm mad at him that's what. He still blames me and… that bothers me… No matter how much…" Saix digs his teeth deep in to my neck, slams his hips against me and spurts his hot seed deep in me. He finishes me off with strokes so hard it feels like he wants to tear my most intimate part off me. "I love him…" I whisper softly.

"You are going to pay greatly for this." Saix threatens me. "Once you finish with this mission, sleep with Eleven, then come to my room. I have to punish you for your infidelity." He bites my ear roughly then leaves the cave.

I fall forward with my rear up. Tears slip from my eyes just like the sticky slime sliding out from behind me. My softening organ aches with every twitch where Saix's claws sunk in. But the pain that hurts the most was my new mission. I don't want to sleep with anyone else, especially not my best friend.

"Demyx?" Marluxia asks.

"S-sorry…" I say as a soft pant. "I lost myself in my thoughts…" I send a water orb behind me to clean up evidence of my visitor and fix myself up.

"If you're mad at him, tell him, make up, and sleep with him. That's how you two work best."

"Maybe I want something different." I pull the blanket over me again. I shiver but not from the cold but from the feeling of despair. "I want a change." I refuse to answer him for the rest of the night a cry quietly to sleep.

"Man my body is killing me." Marluxia sighs as he lies back on his soft green sheets.

"Yeah. I didn't think those fish would ever stop spawning." I say as I sit next to him on his bed. "I'm just glad to be back in a warm place."

"Hey I was doing most of the work out there." Marluxia playfully tickles my side.

"I took some out too." I pat away his hand. "You hogged most of them."

"Quiet you." Marluxia grabs my nose.

"Let go!" I complain but can't help a smile or a laugh at his childish antics.

"It's good to hear you laugh." He says, still holding on to my nose.

"I laugh." I try to pull his hand away.

"Not since you came back. I haven't heard your cute laugh since you disappeared." He sighs softly then suddenly pulls me in to a hug.

"Wah! Marly why the sudden sappiness?" I look up at him. He pats my head.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Uh, sure." I blink and nuzzle up closer to him in a more comfortable position.

"Were you… and I feel weird asking this… touching yourself last night?"

My face heats up instantly. "Wh-what!? Wh-why would you think I was..?"

"Well..." His face has a slight pink hue to it. "Your breathing got all weird when we started talking about Axel… or maybe I caught you in the middle of it."

"I...I… have to go." I sit up quickly but he grabs my sleeve.

"Demyx, if you miss him so much that you fantasize about him and act accordingly then maybe you really should consider going back to him."

"I don't want to go back to him!" I hang my head. "I don't need him to satisfy me anymore."

"Demyx."

"I'm serious." I turn to him. "I really don't need him anymore." I yank the arm from my sleeve and place it on my hip instead. "I don't need him."

"Demyx you're letting your anger get the better of you." He misreads my placement of his hand as wanting to be hugged. He pulls me close and nuzzles my chest with a sigh. "Demyx I'm telling you this as a friend. You love that flaming idiot. No matter what goes on between you two. You can't fight that feeling."

"Marly I don't want to feel anything for him." I wrap my arms around his neck. "I think I'm ready to move on."

His sapphire eyes narrow up at me. "If what I heard last night was correct, you are nowhere near ready to 'move on'."

"But I am. Last night… was an accident…" I lean my head down closer to his. "I just needed release."

"Lie to me all you want, but I know what you're really feeling. I've been around you two long enough to be able to read you easily."

"Marly please…" I straddle his lap. "Believe me." I hold the sides of his face. "Axel doesn't mean anything to me anymore."

Marluxia sighs and takes my hands in his. "Then why haven't you been able to stop crying since we started talking about him?"

I jolt. The warm tears have been flowing nonstop down my cheeks but I haven't felt it until Marluxia pointed it out. I had been paying so much attention to what Saix put me to do… paying so much attention to pretending to hate Axel… Axel… I cover my face and get off of Marluxia's lap quickly.

"I have to go." I run out through a dark portal and fall on my bed in a tight ball with a heavy wave of tears. I can't take it anymore. I want to be held by Axel again. I want Axel to be mine!


AN: Hello those who have stayed loyal to me even through my long period of absence. Let me just say, this was something to write (I do most of my writings by hand then transfer to computer later). It took longer to feel the mood to write the atmosphere this chapter presents than come up with the chapter itself. Ah... I have such a dark mind when I let my imagination roam free. I feel so bad for Demyx but worry not, he will not suffer forever. So, let me know what you think of this chapter and, you know, how you think Demyx should escape from this. I'm curious to know, though I do have an ending, and even a possible forth installment to this series if I feel it can hold up. I always welcome reviews. They're so special. I send love to my readers and look forward to my next update. I'll try to write faster this time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts.