Zexion flung his bedroom door open. His arms were wrapped around Demyx, their lips locked in a furious battle. Demyx slammed the door shut, still kissing Zexion. He pushed the shorter man up against the wall. They broke the kiss panting. "Did you see the look on Larxene's face?" Demyx said breathlessly, grinning.

"She's just mad because she's not getting any," Zexion said wrapping his arms back around Demyx. He pushed the Nocturne over to the bed where he practically threw him down on the mattress and climbed on top of him. Demyx smoothed Zexion's blue-grey hair out of his face.

"Picking up where we left off?" the blonde said grinning.

"Yes." Demyx's cloak was still un-zipped. Zexion pulled the black cloth away from Demyx, tossing it to the floor.

"I wanted to be the seme!" Demyx whined.

"Not today you're not," Zexion growled, kissing the blonde again.

Demyx moaned, gripping the slate-haired man's shoulders. He pushed Zexion's un-zipped cloak off of him, letting it fall to the floor with his. Zexion latched onto Demyx's neck, biting and sucking at his flesh. Demyx shivered with pleasure. The Schemer's hands trailed lovingly down Demyx's bare chest and stomach, stopping at the black pants around his hips. He un-buttoned and un-zipped them, pulling the black cloth down. Demyx arched his back up, helping him.

Zexion had his fingers wrapped around the elastic of the blonde's boxers, when the blonde reached up and un-did Zexion's pants. The slate-haired man smiled slightly, kicking them away. Zexion suddenly stood up, walked over to his closet, and disappeared inside. "What are you doing?" Demyx said, a hint of depression in his voice.

"You'll see," Zexion called, "Close your eyes."

Demyx flopped back against the pillow and closed his ocean blue eyes. He heard Zexion close his closet door, hearing something clinking together. "Zexion, what are you-"

"Shh," Zexion whispered, kissing him. He pulled something out the bundle he had gotten out of the closet. He opened each end and snapped the metal around Demyx's wrist, handcuffing him to the headboard.

Demyx's eyes snapped open and he looked at his wrist. He gave Zexion a questioning look and was about to say something when the slate haired man locked his other wrist to the head board. Zexion smiled evilly at Demyx as he pulled the blonde's boxers off, tossing them to the floor. He grabbed one of his feet, tying a black rope around his ankle. Demyx squirmed. "I don't know about this Zexion. This is a little weird."

"Shut up," Zexion ordered, tying up his other foot, spreading his legs apart. Demyx was now completely trapped.

"Please Zexion! I don't-"

"If you say so," Zexion said. He climbed on top of the blonde, straddling him. He tossed his blue-grey hair back. "Now what should I do to you first?"

"Just sex thanks," Demyx said, afraid of what Zexion was thinking.

"Really? That's all? You don't even want to have a little fun before that?" Demyx opened his mouth to say something, but Zexion quicky tied a black cloth around his head he had been hiding behind his back, gagging him. Demyx mumbled something that sounded like what the hell. Zexion smirked, pulling his boxers off. "Don't worry," Zexion whispered, "I won't do anything you don't want me to. The ropes are for my pleasure. I've always wanted to try this."

The Nocturne smiled...well he couldn't really smile, but his eyes said he was smiling. The Schemer reached over and pulled his night stand drawer open, pulling out a small bottle of liquid. He spread the liquid over his fingers and pressed one into Demyx who groaned. Zexion pressed in another, doing a scissoring motion to get the blonde to loosen up. He searched his lover's face for any signs of pain as he slipped in a third. Demyx looked at him and nodded.

Zexion pulled his fingers out and coated his member with the liquid. He gripped Demyx's hips and slowly pressed into him. Demyx let out a muffled gasp and Zexion stopped, waiting for the blonde to adjust. When Demyx buckled his hips upward, Zexion smirked, moving against him. He thrust in and out of him quickly, causing Demyx to moan and practically scream in pleasure. Zexion thrust against him a bit harder and Demyx screamed. "What was that?" Zexion asked, taking the gag out of the blonde's mouth.

"Right there! Harder!" Demyx repeated breathlessly.

"As you wish," Zexion said thrusting against him as hard as he could. Demyx could hardly see due to all of the stars in his vision. The Schemer wrapped his hand around the blonde's erection, pumping him in time with his thrusts. Demyx moaned and gasped, biting his lower lip. The two boys were reaching their peak, sweat dripping off of their bodies. Demyx released first, screaming the Schemer's name, white liquid shooting into Zexion's hand and on his stomach. The slate haired man smirked and licked his fingers clean. It only took two more thrusts for him to release his seed into Demyx, both moaning. Zexion withdrew himself, collapsing on top of the blonde, out of breath. He wrapped his arms around Demyx's middle, snuggling against his skin.

"Zexy," Demyx breathed, "Un-tie me."

"Can't," Zexion groaned, "Too tired. Sleep."

Demyx felt exhausted too. He smiled when he saw Zexion was already asleep. He wished he could bend down and kiss him, but his hands were still tied to the headboard. He yawned and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.

A/N yay!! a smexy scene!! WOOT! lol

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