MIDDLE OF THE WEEK SPECIAL CAUSE ITS ST. PATRICK'S DAY AND I'M IRISH SO I CELEBRATE!

And what better way to celebrate than with a chapter of good ol' LuxLar?

Wasn't that last chapter just cute?

YES, Luxord was crying. NO, it wasn't cause Larxene's a bitch. You'll find out why eventually and it probably isn't any of the reasons you're thinking. Well, MAYBE it is. But probably not.

THIS chapter is probably what you've been waiting for, especially if you're only reading for the M rating. That's right, sex! Good, old fashioned, alcohol influenced, "I'm going to regret this later and you'll never let me live this down" sex as only I can provide it to you; IN GLORIOUS 3D!

Erk, wait. Scratch that… I can't actually do 3D. Its not in the budget…

IN GLORIOUS 3D AS LONG AS YOU CAN IMAGINE IT THAT WAY!

Dunno why I'm using unnecessary caps. Sorry. Just uber tired and delusional I guess.

To avoid sex (in 3D) please stop at "Take me upstairs." and pick back up at "How are you?"

Other than that, enjoy!

Happy St. Patrick's Day! Drink responsibly and always have a designated driver!

March 21, 1922

So, I know what you must be thinking by now, diary. You're thinking, "Larxene, why are you letting down your walls for this man you had hated since you'd learned of his existence?" and the answer is…

Well, I suppose it isn't very easy at all to answer.

Firstly, is money. It has always been and it will always be money. How can I expect Luxord's family to willingly send my family cash if he's writing home to dear old mummy and daddy about what a wretched bitch I am? Alright, maybe putting on a mildly sweet façade is unfair, but it isn't as though I've changed entirely. I'm still sarcastic and rude and anyway, it isn't as though I care if it happens to be fair or not. This union wasn't fair but I'm dealing with it, aren't I?

And, well, I suppose he's been charming this past week. Charming and fun. And maybe he's only that way because he's afraid of being alone. I've begun to notice it more and more often. If I'm not around he calls for a servant to come for some of the most trivial things. Just yesterday he called for Naminé to examine my father's chess pieces, insisting that the black rooks were bigger than the white rooks. The poor girl stood there for fifteen minutes insisting that they were the same before I came back in and he willingly excused her.

I find it odd that he's that afraid of being alone. He must have had constant attention as a child. No wonder he was furious when I ignored him the first couple of days he was here. I'd be pissed at me too. But he isn't anymore. Now he's happy and carefree and always in the mood for one of his stupid card games that I can never seem to win. In the mood for cards and romance.

And damn it, he's smooth. I catch myself letting him kiss on me all the time. I should mind it. I should hate it. And maybe subconsciously I think that because he's my husband that makes it normal. But it isn't normal to let a man you don't love kiss you, right? I mean, well, that's hypocritical. I let Demyx. Why should Luxord be different?

He's so devilishly handsome, after all…

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"Relax, dear." Luxord chuckled and stood from his seat. He stepped behind Larxene and placed his hands on her shoulders. "This is just a card game, and hearts is much different than poker. You can't master it your first game."

Larxene grumbled and stared straight ahead at Naminé. "I just don't like losing, that's all! Especially not to a kid!"

Naminé giggled lightly. "I'm going to get fired, aren't I?"

"If you don't start losing you will!" Larxene growled and stared at her hand. "I don't even understand this stupid game! And hey, you're cheating!" She turned to glare at Luxord from over her shoulder. "You can't look at my cards!"

Luxord laughed softly and began massaging Larxene's shoulders. "How about we set the pack aside for tonight and just relax." Luxord turned his attention to Naminé and smiled. "Would you excuse us, dear heart?"

Naminé nodded knowingly and grinned. "Yes, Mister Luxord." She sat her cards down on the table and hurriedly exited the room.

"Well…" Luxord snickered as he leaned down and pressed his lips to Larxene's shoulder. "What do you suppose she was all smiles about?"

Larxene scoffed and tilted her head back. "Who knows? That girl walks around with her head in the clouds, always happy."

"Ah. I see." Luxord kissed a small trail up Larxene's shoulder to her neck. "Well, my dear, what do you propose we do now? She's likely halfway to the servant house by now. We're here alone once again, like every night."

"Mmm." Larxene nodded slowly. "Well I guess I should go unwind. I could use a nice hot bath." She stood and pushed in her chair, smiling mischievously. "Good night, Luxord."

"L-larxene, wait." Luxord managed to stammer out. When she turned to face him he froze. What could he say? How could he tell her he didn't want to be alone? She wouldn't understand. He searched his brain for anything to stall her. "Who's going to heat up the water for you?"

"Oh, we had a heating system installed just last year. Very advanced." Larxene grinned and continued her journey upstairs with Luxord trailing behind. She knew he wasn't ready to turn in yet and he didn't want to be left alone, so why not tease him a bit? She stopped at her door and smiled. "Well, I suppose I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Luxord forced a laugh and scooped Larxene's hands up in his own. "Isn't it a bit early to be turning in, dear? We could…" He bit his bottom lip in thought before smiling brightly. "We could raid your father's stash for anything good. Or I could teach you another card game."

"Hmm…" Larxene put a finger to her lips in thought. "You know, a drink or two sounds nice."

Luxord grinned and held out an arm to Larxene. "To the library then?"

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Well diary, you know I have a hard time refusing alcohol.

That doesn't excuse what happened afterward, but it certainly helps explain it. And I suppose a bit of my own human needs played a part as well, but mostly I was innocent in all this.

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Larxene cackled loudly and tossed back another shot of whiskey. "Can you believe some of the things in this etiquette book? I'm so glad you found this! Did you know this was a required text book when I was in boarding school in New York?" She smiled and thumbed through the old pages. "All this is so good for a laugh." She snickered as Luxord poured her another shot. "Oh, listen to this!" She cleared her throat and put a hand to her chest poorly mimicking a British accent. "A Few Don'ts for Débutantes: Don't think that because you have a pretty face, you need neither brains nor manners." Larxene paused to let out a snort and gulp down the shot. "Oh, I remember this part! My mother used to read it to me over and over again. Something about pawing, let's see…" She skimmed over the paragraph before finding what she'd intended. "Don't hold hands or walk arm-about-waist in public. Don't allow anyone to paw you. Petting is cheap and pawing common." She turned her eyes to Luxord and grinned. "There you go, husband of mine. The book of etiquette says no pawing."

"Ah, but you are no longer a débutante." Luxord smiled and boxed Larxene into her perch on the table by placing a hand on either side of her. "You're my wife now, and I don't paw you in public anyhow."

"Not that you wouldn't. You just haven't had the chance." Larxene returned her eyes to the book and snickered. "Don't talk or laugh loudly enough to attract attention, and on no account force yourself to laugh. Nothing is flatter than laughter that is lacking mirth." She snorted again and began kicking her legs. "Oh, am I ever guilty of that!"

"You? Guilty of mocking laughter?" Luxord chuckled. "When would you even care enough to mock laughter?"

"That night at my cotillion!" Larxene fell backward onto the table giggling loudly. She'd admittedly had a bit too much. Two drinks were her limit, and here she'd already had four shots. She sat the book aside and reached for the bottle of whiskey. "When I was dancing with Demyx I forced a couple laughs to irritate you. And did it ever work! You were fuming!"

"Oh?" Luxord cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms. "Going out of your way to get a rise out of me? Whatever for?"

Larxene sat up and huffed. "Oh, don't go trying to turn it around and make it seem like I cared. I did it because I hated you and wanted to piss you off, and it worked."

"Ah." Luxord smiled and leaned in closer to Larxene. "And what about now?"

"What about now?" Larxene looked Luxord up and down quietly before fidgeting with his collar. "Are you trying to ask if I still hate you?"

"Well, do you? You haven't acted much like it lately." Luxord raised a hand to her face to brush away a stray strand of hair. "You've been much more accommodating and cheerful. Sure, your sarcasm still pours from your mouth and you haven't gotten any less callous in your words to me, but your body language is different." He caressed her arm delicately with his fingers. "You don't flinch at my touch. You don't cringe when you hear my voice. You don't grimace…" Luxord paused to lean in so that his lips were a mere inch from Larxene's. "when I'm this close to you. If I didn't know any better, I'd say…"

"I'm not falling for you, if that's what you're trying to imply." Larxene rolled her eyes and smirked. "I mean, come now. Of course you're handsome and charming and you've been wonderful this past week. But that's all it has been. A week. You think my affections could be bought that quickly?"

"Time has nothing to do with it." Luxord smiled and shook his head. "Romeo and Juliet fell in love after one short meeting and vowed their lives to each other."

Larxene couldn't fight the scoff that came to her lips. "Now you're starting sound as pathetic as Demyx. Romeo and Juliet were two kids that thought they were in love. But it wasn't love, it was lust, and that is the only thing that can grow that quickly. Lust."

"Well then, lust, for the sake of argument." Luxord pressed his lips to Larxene's and chuckled when she pushed him backward. "Pushing me away now? It seems you've got something you're trying to prove to yourself. Let's see now, you don't love me and you're not lusting after me but we're certainly not friends. What could it be then?"

"Just shut up." Larxene crossed her arms and stared hard at Luxord. "I don't remember asking for your opinion."

"Find a way to shut me up then." Luxord laughed softly before smiling brightly. "Ah, I know how to find out what you feel for me!"

Larxene's face paled as Luxord started toward the door. "Luxord, don't you dare! I'll kill you!"

Luxord laughed as Larxene reached out to grab ahold of him and missed. "Don't worry dear, I'll only read a few pages!"

"Like hell you will!" Larxene jumped off the table and stumbled drunkenly after Luxord. She tripped as she reached for him and fell against him, causing them both to topple to the ground. She clenched her eyes shut and put all her weight on top of him, hoping to hold him down, but he didn't try to budge. After a while she opened her eyes and looked down to find him just staring up at her. She furrowed her brow and scoffed. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You're beautiful and lovely in your own odd little way. Do you know that?" Luxord put his hand to his wife's chin in an effort to bring their lips together. He kissed her gently and smiled. "I'm afraid I have fallen for you Larxene."

Larxene blushed brightly and shook her head. "That's not possible! We've hardly known each other and…"

Luxord smiled and shook his head. "Since the arrangement was made, every year your father would give my father a photo of you. I watched through those photos as you grew from a pretty young girl into a beautiful belle. Occasionally your father would write a letter to my father telling him of your progress in school, what new accomplishments you'd made. All these wonderful things about you came across the sea and this knowledge was shared with me by my father. I became enchanted by the idea that this beautiful young woman was promised to me of all people. I kept thinking how lucky I was and I couldn't wait to meet you."

Larxene stared down at Luxord, her heart pounding. "And then you got here and you realized what a total bitch I was."

"I got here and I was disappointed that you weren't as ecstatic as I was. Back home I had girl after girl chasing after me, but the only one that I thought about was my beautiful belle from abroad. And when I arrived you were venomous and spiteful. I was furious. And yet, I could still see a glimpse of that pretty little girl in there. I knew I could reach in and bring her out if only you'd give me the chance. And I've had that chance these past seven days and I've seen that girl I longed to see. So Larxene, don't you dare say that it isn't possible."

Larxene swallowed hard and growled. "D-don't say things like that!"

Luxord furrowed his brow and thumbed over Larxene's lips. "Why not?"

"B-because!" A whimper fell from Larxene's lips and she tried to pull away from Luxord, but he wouldn't have it. "Release me! Now! Or else I'll…"

"Why are you afraid of letting me in?" Luxord smiled softly and caressed Larxene's cheek. "I think it just might be exactly what you need. Let me love you Larxene…"

And that was all it took for Larxene's inhibitions to fly out the door. That handsome face and that charming smile and those beautiful words combined with way too much alcohol had her practically worming her way out of her dress. What was it with handsome, charming men and their ability to seduce her with such sickeningly sweet words of romance? She threw her arms around Luxord's neck and pressed her lips to his. She let her fingers dig into his hair and she pulled her mouth away quickly, gasping for breath. "Take me upstairs."

Luxord wasted no time in scooping Larxene up. He stood slowly and stumbled out of the library as she attacked his face and throat with hungry kisses and nibbles. He managed his way up the stairs and thrust open the first door he came to. It was his own room. He rushed her over to the bed and laid her down, quickly undressing himself before she could change her mind. He pressed his hands against her body and tugged her dress speedily but carefully down to the floor.

Larxene gasped as she felt Luxord's hands roaming over her body. He was above her in seconds, wasting little time in the prelude to foreplay. She felt his hand slide between her thighs and she grunted in opposition. "Wait!"

Luxord yanked has hand back and looked down at Larxene in disappointment. "What? Why?"

Larxene grabbed Luxord by the back of his neck and pulled him closer. "Don't waste time. Just get to it."

"But…" Luxord looked down at her curiously. Did she not know that her first time would hurt or did she simply not care? Perhaps she was a masochist, but it didn't seem likely. He decided quickly that it didn't matter and pressed his all too eager length against her opening.

Larxene winced as she felt Luxord enter her slowly. It hurt more than she expected it to. Perhaps she'd miscalculated. She'd done this before so it shouldn't hurt now, but maybe it actually took a couple of times before she got adjusted. Oh well, too late to turn back now. She sunk her teeth into the nearest flesh she could find at Luxord's shoulder and whimpered.

"Ah, bloody hell! Should have known you'd be a biter." Luxord chuckled lightly and returned Larxene's bite with a nip to her ear. "Relax, love. I'll take it easy."

"I don't want you to." Larxene wrapped her arms around Luxord's torso and dug her nails down his back. "Why hold back? You think I can't handle it?"

"Not that, I just thought you were in pain." Luxord gripped Larxene's hips and pulled her close, thrusting a little bit quicker now with her permission. "But if you don't want me to go easy on you then I won't."

"Good." Larxene leaned forward and caught Luxord's bottom lip between her teeth to coax him into a kiss. She was certain she'd have to take the reigns in this like she did with Demyx, but then again, Luxord had been just full of surprises lately. She forced his mouth open and kissed him deeply, but the battle for dominance quickly began when he rolled his tongue against hers and pushed her head back onto the pillow. He was too damn powerful.

Luxord grinned and tore his mouth from Larxene's, quickly lowering it to her neck and then her collar bone. He brought a hand up from her hip to cup her breast and continued to kiss lower until his tongue graced her nipple. He laughed softly as he felt her shiver and arch her back. He wrapped his teeth around the fragile skin and bit gently enough to entice a loud moan from his wife, pivoting inside her all the while. "Like that, do you?"

"You're so damn full of yourself." Larxene smirked and grabbed a fistful of Luxord's hair, pulling his head back so that she could nip at his throat. "What ever happened to not actually finding me sexually attractive at all?"

"Just words, dear. Words to irritate you. How could it really be true? I mean, look a you." Luxord grinned and pressed his mouth to Larxene's ear. "And I've been waiting for this for so long."

"Oh, have you?" Larxene smiled and let a hand slide up to Luxord's face. "Well then, I hope I don't disappoint."

Luxord laughed and forced himself deeper inside of his wife. The load moan she let out pushed him nearly to the edge and it took all his strength to keep himself from his climax. "Believe me dear, you don't. Not at all." He brought a hand up to cup the back of Larxene's head and pressed his mouth to her throat. "What about you? Are you enjoying yourself?"

Larxene snickered. "Do you have to ask?" She rolled her hips against Luxord's thrusts and groaned as she felt a strange twinge strike through her. She ignored it but then it struck through her again. "Wh-what are you doing to me? It feels…" She gasped loudly as the twinge struck again, this time more powerful. She clung to Luxord and whimpered as it hit again and again, and then there was a strange pulsation deep within her. It felt as though there was pressure that had built up, and now it was releasing in the most amazing way. Her breath caught in her throat and she dug her nails into her husband's back as he continued to thrust inside her. But as quickly as the feeling had appeared, it subsided and she was able to catch her breath again. "Wh-what was that?"

Luxord chuckled and nuzzled Larxene's neck. "Can you really be naïve, dear? You've never felt an orgasm before?"

Larxene growled and glared at Luxord. "Don't call me naïve! How should I know what that was!?" She huffed blew a strand of hair out of her face as Luxord continued his motions inside her. She hadn't felt this so called orgasm when she'd slept with Demyx, so curiosity forced her to ask a question. "Is that going to happen every time?"

"If I do my job right." Luxord smiled and kissed Larxene roughly on the mouth. He forced himself deeper inside her and brought himself closer to his own orgasm. He ground his hips against hers, enticing small whimpers from her. The warmth engulfing him seemed to be trembling with every ragged breath she inhaled before finally he felt himself reach the edge. His climax built and released inside Larxene, her soft walls milking every bit of him until he collapsed above her in exhaustion. It had been a very, very long day. He panted against her forehead as he made an effort to kiss her gently. "How are you?"

"Mmph…" Larxene grumbled and pushed Luxord off of her. She rolled onto her side and closed her eyes. "I'm tired."

"I see." Luxord laughed softly and draped an arm over Larxene's side. He didn't know why, but he'd been expecting at least a small moment of romance after sex. But then again, he should have known better. "Alright then. Good night, dear."

Larxene kept silent and pretended she was already out of consciousness. After a moment she snuggled closer to Luxord and sighed with content. Perhaps this arrangement was truly not so bad after all.