Happy Hump Day! This is for the lovely Roxie. Go shower her with kisses for this wonderfully yummy scenario.

A week passed by, and Zexion found himself alone in his bed, once more. Axel had said he was going on an assignment, but had no idea when he'd be back. Zexion rolled over and stood up, yawning and stretching at the same time, his body protesting at moving so fast. After rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he looked around and saw a small note taped to the back of his door. Shuffling his feet lethargically, he took the note off the door and looked at it. He felt the blood begin to rush to his cheeks as he read the words on the small piece of paper.

So, remember your exchange with Vexen? For that other night?
He came to be for payment. I agreed.
Come find me in Halloweentown. Act normal when Saix gives you your assignment.
Have fun hunting.

A small flame was drawn crudely at the bottom, as if Zexion wouldn't know who had left the message on his bedroom door. Shaking his head, he tore up the note and threw it into the small receptacle in the bathroom. He turned the water on, stepping under the warm spray after taking off his boxers. Once he washed his hair and body, Zexion turned off the water and stepped out, grabbing a towel to wrap around his waist.

With a quick Aero spell, he dried himself off completely, hanging up the towel to dry. He tried to think of what Vexen had Axel do, as he was under the impression he was going to be working in the lab to pay off the small debt to the scientist. Walking out of the bathroom, he grabbed his clothes and got dressed. Slipping on his boots before putting his cloak on, Zexion made his way out of his bedroom and headed for the Grey Area.

He saw the bluenette standing by the window, looking out at his precious heart-shaped moon. Reaching out, Zexion tapped him gently on the shoulder. "Morning, Sai. I'm here for my mission."

"Good morning, Number VI. You were not standing there too long, were you?" Saix turned, holding his clipboard out.

Zexion shook his head. "No, not at all. I just didn't know how long it would be until you noticed me." He gave the bluenette a small smile. "Anyway, where am I off to today? Or am I off?"

"No, you are assigned on a mission today." Saix said, looking down at his clipboard. "Looks like there's a Heartless near Curly Hill in Halloweentown that requires our attention. Report back once you feel you have enough information."

Crossing his arms across his chest, the slate-haired man nodded. "So, it's an observation mission? I don't need to take out any Heartless?"

"That would be correct." Saix opened a portal for him. "Good luck."

Zexion kept his head down, afraid that the blush he knew was appearing on his face would give away that he knew about where he was going prior to their conversation. But then again, who was to say that Saix wasn't aware of what was going on as well? Zexion walked through the portal, keeping his mouth closed. When he reappeared, he was in the middle of the town square. Running a hand through his bangs, he pushed the hair back, taking a look around.

As he approached the guillotine, he gasped, then groaned, when the blade fell to the ground. "When will I learn that it does that automatically?" He spoke aloud to no one, knowing that the town square was deserted. He saw the familiar neo glow of the fountain, but saw no Heartless roaming about. Standing still, he looked towards the strange scientist's lab, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. "Where am I supposed to find him?"

Taking a walk through the square, he headed towards the graveyard, deciding if Axel was going to be anywhere, it would be there. Zexion groaned as one of the headstones fell forwards, breaking up into small pieces, then resetting itself for its next victim. He pushed the gate open and saw the Curly Hill, but no evidence of any Heartless in the area.

"Boo."

Shrieking like a little girl, Zexion turned around and was about to scold the redhead that had scared him so effectively, but stopped when he saw him. "What the hell? Where's your cloak?!"

Axel stood there, dressed in a fancy black tuxedo, with a long tail coat, and a high neck collared shirt. There was a choker around his neck, with a blood red ruby jewel at the center. Reaching up, Zexion touched the stone, surprised to find how smooth it was. He gasped when he heard the distinct sound of teeth extending. "Careful, Zexy..." Axel groaned.

"Why...why did your teeth just do that?" Zexion asked, stepping backwards. He bumped into a mausoleum, trapping himself as he gazed at the stealthy redhead making his way towards him. "Axel...what the heck is going on?"

Approaching him, Axel placed both hands on top of the stone mausoleum. "I told you in my note. I repaid your debt to Vexen."

"So? What's that got to do with you having no cloak, dressed like a freaking vampire out of some horror novel? Is this a joke?" Zexion asked, his breath coming out in short gasps as he could feel the redhead moving closer and closer to his neck.

The redhead licked Zexion's neck slowly, beginning from his clavicle, up to his earlobe. His teeth scraped against the flesh, pin-sized drops of blood appearing. With a sweep of his tongue, the redhead collected the liquid, moaning softly. Zexion shivered at the sound, Axel's moan drilling into his head. "It's no joke, Zexion." Axel spoke softly, his moist tongue licking the shell of his ear. "Vexen combined some potions, used some different magic, and turned me into this."

"Is...is it permanent?" Zexion whispered. "It isn't, right?"

Nibbling on Zexion's earlobe, making the slate-haired man's knees weak, Axel chuckled softly. "It shouldn't be. He said it would only last a few hours. He wanted to see if it would work."

"Why...why'd you do this?" Zexion supported his weight against the mausoleum. The redhead placed his left foot in between Zexion's legs, with his right foot on the outside of his body. He moaned low as he felt Axel push himself against his upper thigh, the man's arousal already rock hard.

Axel's teeth scraped against his neck more, drawing more small droplets of the ruby liquid to carefully collect with a small flick of his tongue. "Because I didn't want him to test something on you."

Trembling, Zexion leaned his head to the side. "But...why the costume?"

"It's Halloweentown, Zexy. This just happened when I got here with no cloak on." Axel nipped at the offered neck, growling low in his throat. "You shouldn't tempt me with this...I may not be able to control myself."

The Schemer placed his hands on Axel's shoulders. "If...it's there if you want it. Just...don't kill me?"

"I would never," Axel said, groaning low at the suggestion. "Are you sure?"

Not trusting his voice, Zexion nodded his head. In a barely audible whisper, Zexion moaned, "Please."

Gripping the side of the mausoleum, Zexion braced himself for Axel's teeth to penetrate his neck. But the pain never came; there was only the soft pressure of Axel's lips against his neck. He moaned low, his hair falling onto his face, as he felt Axel begin to suck gently on his neck. Inhaling deeply, Zexion rubbed his thigh against the redhead's arousal, encouraging him to do more to his neck. Axel moaned and sank his teeth into Zexion's neck, sucking with a gentleness Zexion could not place. He had been preparing for a violent attack, as he had no idea what sort of haze the redhead was under, thanks to Vexen's meddling. But the soft bite... it felt exquisite.

He let go of the stone tomb, his left hand coming to rest naturally on the redhead's shoulder. Zexion kept his back against the stone as he moved his left leg to no longer be between the redhead's legs. Maintaining his balance, he wrapped his leg around Axel's torso, pulling the redhead to be closer to his body. Zexion felt a subtle change as Axel began to suck a bit more, causing the slate-haired man to moan loud as he moved his arousal to rub against the redhead's.

"Zexy..." Axel pulled his fangs out, lapping at the small holes, placing his hands on either side of Zexion's head, grinding against Zexion. The wounds closed immediately, the only sign that they had been there at all the faint markings on his alabaster skin.

Frotting against him, Zexion pulled Axel's head down, kissing him hard. He groaned as he tasted the sweet coppery taste of his blood still on the folds of Axel's lips, the sweep of his tongue across the redhead's sending another strong taste of the liquid into his own mouth. He groaned as Axel forced his other leg up, both legs now trapping the redhead against his body. As their tongues continued to battle each other vigorously, their loud moans muted by one another's mouths, Axel moved the slate-haired man to sit on top of one of the headstones. Frantically lifting up his own cloak, Zexion couldn't wait much longer to feel the redhead against his own body. He watched as Axel unzipped his own pants, exposing himself to any ghosts or ghouls that were enjoying their free show. Zexion took off his own pants, letting them drop to the ground. He wrapped his legs back around Axel's torso, sliding forward on the headstone.

Their eyes met as Axel pushed into his body, Zexion groaning low as he tried to relax his body. He hadn't prepped his body, but he wasn't going to complain, when all he could think about was getting the redhead inside of his body. The loss of blood was making him feel light-headed, but in a good way. He wrapped his arms around Axel's neck, forcing the redhead to move faster in entering his body. Both men let out a loud moan as the redhead became buried to the hilt inside of Zexion, filling him completely. Keeping one hand on Axel's shoulder, Zexion placed his other hand on the headstone and began to wiggle his hips, moaning he felt the tip of Axel's arousal push against his sweet spot.

Axel moved his head, pressing his lips against Zexion's neck as he controlled the pace of their session. Reaching between their bodies, the slate-haired man let out a sharp gasp as he felt Axel's palm wrap around his pulsating arousal. Moaning, Zexion could feel his release fast approaching, desperate to not let it happen just yet. Axel's thumb covered the tip, making it impossible for him to release. His eyes snapped open and stared into his emerald orbs.

"Not...yet..." Axel's fangs extended, making the slate-haired man groan low. He exposed his neck, giving his lover silent permission to bite if he wanted to. Axel shook his head, keeping his thumb covering the tip of his arousal, making every thrust of their bodies an exquisitely painful affair. "You...wanna come...?" Axel asked, his lips brushing the side of his ear.

Nodding rapidly, Zexion moaned louder as the tip of Axel's thumb rubbed against him, sending him closer to the edge. He felt Axel begin to buck his hips fast, forcing him to grip his makeshift seat harder. Axel's teeth pierced his ear, sending a shockwave through his body as his arousal throb. He listened as the redhead sucked gently on what little bit of blood was accessible in his earlobe, and without warning, Axel removed his thumb as slammed into his body hard. Zexion screamed, his voice cracking as he came hard, all over Axel's hand as the redhead let out a low grunt into his ear, finding his own sweet release within seconds of Zexion's.

They stayed still for a few minutes, both trying to recover from their blissful orgasm. When he was finally breathing normally, Zexion lowered his legs from Axel's waist, forcing the redhead to slip out of him. Reaching down, Zexion picked up his pants and struggled to put them back on. After the second try, Axel held his hand still.

"Let me," Axel spoke quietly. The redhead placed both legs of Zexion's pants around his ankles, then gently pulled him off the headstone, pulling his pants up at the same time. Tucking Zexion's flaccid arousal back into the confines of his underwear, Axel gave him a small smile. "There you go."

Blushing, Zexion reached down and pulled Axel's pants up for him. "How long do you think you'll stay a vampire? If we go back to the Castle now, will you still be this way?" He returned the favor, gently petting Axel's arousal a few times before tucking it back into the redhead's shorts, zipping up his pants carefully.

"I'm not sure. I think I'll be fine. I have a feeling that whenever I visit this world, I may revert back into this form." Axel said, wrapping his arms around the Zexion. He rested his head against Axel's chest, just enjoying the man's warmth.

"With or without your cloak?" Zexion asked, looking up at him.

Chuckling, Axel shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not sure. Want to go back and see what happens?"

"I suppose we should." Zexion nodded. He opened a portal, and watched the redhead walk through. He followed, and reappeared in his own bedroom. He took one look at Axel and saw that the effects of the world had gone away, as the redhead was standing in a tight white tank top and his black pants and Organization issued boots. "Can you extend your teeth?" Zexion asked, tilting his head as he watched Axel.

Opening his mouth, Axel looked as if he was physically trying, but nothing was happening. "No. It seems like I can't."

"Well, I guess that answers that." Zexion said, flopping down on the bed. He took off his cloak, the item dropping next to his bed. "So...now what?"

"Don't you have to go check in with Sai?" Axel asked, lifting his eyebrow up.

Sitting up quickly, Zexion groaned. "Yes. Ah, screw it. He can wait. I want to cuddle with you." He patted the part of the bed next to his body. Axel jumped onto the bed and tackled him in a hug, holding him close. "Yes, this is much better," Zexion said, smiling. He kissed the side of Axel's neck, the redhead groaning low in his ear.

"Mmmmm...Much better."