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For the wondrous Jackie.

After returning from a mission late in the afternoon, Zexion stumbled through the portal upon his return to the Grey Area. Grumbling to himself, he looked around and saw one of the couches were free of bodies, and he shuffled off to plop down and rest for a few minutes.

He pulled out his Lexicon and began to go over some of the data he had collected on his mission, trying to figure out just what Superior would want to know, as Saix had instructed him to take copious amounts of notes. "Like I don't take enough notes already," Zexion grumbled to himself quietly.

"Whatcha doin?"

Shutting his Lexicon with a loud snap, Zexion turned around and saw his redheaded lover grinning like a fool, kneeling behind the couch. "Why would you do that?" Zexion asked, his slate-haired falling on his face. "You know I get scared easily."

"Oh, Zexy." Axel laughed, shaking his head. He hopped over the top of the couch and plopped down next to him. "I've got something that will make you feel better."

Raising his left eyebrow up towards his scalp line, Zexion stared at the redhead. "Oh? And what makes you think that what you've got will make me feel better?" A small smirk on his face appeared as he watched his lover deflate in front of him.

"You don't have to be so mean," Axel mumbled, turning away from the Schemer. "I was just going to say, let's go somewhere and relax, but since you seem to want to be grumbly today, then that's fine."

Realizing the error of his ways, Zexion placed a hand on Axel's leg. "I'm open to any suggestions you have, Number VIII." He watched emerald eyes narrow at him at the use of his numerical title.

"Any?" Axel said, standing up quickly, pulling the slate-haired man up with him.

He gave a small nod of his head, the hair falling back over his eye. "Any."

"Good." The redhead quickly opened a portal and dragged the now chuckling Nobody through it.

Zexion stared at the location where he had taken him. "Why on earth are we here?" He couldn't keep the surprise out of his voice, as he looked around what appeared to be a royal chamber. Taking a look at the walls, he saw ornate designs on the tapestries, as well as pots of bamboo scattered throughout the room. "Are we in the Palace?"

"The last time you and I were here was that time in the thicket of bamboo." Axel said, plopping down on the very large bed in the center of the room. "I was here on a mission earlier today and saw that no one was around, so I thought it would fun to bring you here."

Sitting on the bed, Zexion shook his head. "How quick you are to forget." He smirked, unzipping his cloak. The sleeves slipped off his arms with a quiet grace as he let the fabric drop to the floor. "The last time you and I were here was when we fooled around in that igloo, up in the mountains."

Axel hit himself on the forehead in a comical gesture. "Right! How could I forget that?" Zexion quickly stripped out of all of his clothes as Axel continued to talk. "I mean, I guess it's because it was so freaking cold, that I didn't even bother to think about it being here, since it's such a stark contrast to being in this Royal Palace. But I mean, that's..." The redhead turned and looked at the slate-haired man. "You're naked."

"And you're observant." Zexion chuckled, pushing some of the hair out of his face, wanting to see his lover's expression. "It's a wonder why Superior sends you out on recon missions. The results you must come up with, I bet, are fascinati-eh!" He didn't finish his sentence, as Axel placed his ungloved right hand on his chest, pushing him into the bed.

Smirking, Axel looked down at him. "You know, for someone who was making fun of me for not being observant, you sure are quick on the uptake as well."

"What do you...Oh..." Zexion shivered as he looked down at his lover's now naked body. "When did you...?" He groaned softly as he felt Axel's lips start to leave a trail of kisses down his chest. "A-Axel..."

The redhead looked up at him, and gave him a small smirk. "What, Zexy? What is it?" His tongue brushed against his left nipple, drawing a low moan from the slate-haired man. "Don't tell me you would rather I stop..."

"N-No..." Zexion pushed his head back towards the pillows, reaching for one to use in case he had to mute himself. He groaned as Axel's hand pushed the pillow away from his face, his lips still firmly attached to his left nipple, making it difficult to struggle. "Axel..." Zexion whined softly, "what if I'm too loud...?"

Axel let go of his now tender nipple and began to kiss down his sternum, the feel of his soft lips moving lower on his own body was sending his head into a spin. "So what..? I told you that no one was around. Be loud, Zexion." The slate-haired man shivered at the way his lover said his name, the sound going straight to his throbbing arousal. He groaned softly in frustration as his lover's lips just danced over the tip, before sliding down his body further.

"What...what are you doing?" Zexion groaned, gripping the bed sheet, now that he no longer had any pillow in his hand. Feeling Axel's hands on his inner thighs, Zexion allowed the man to manipulate his body to the position he was looking for. Lowering his chin, he looked at the top of the redhead's scalp. "Axel...?"

"Don't worry so much, Zexy. Allow me to make you feel good, okay?" Axel raised his head, his emerald eyes dancing with mischief, as the slate-haired man could only nod, his hair starting to fall back onto his face. Closing his eyes, Zexion angled his head back into his resting position, attempting to not fidget as his lover kept him on his toes.

After a few minutes of silence, Zexion's eyes flew open as he felt Axel's tongue start to lick at his entrance, the unique sensation one he still wasn't quite used to. He moaned loud as he spread his legs further apart, happy to feel that wet muscle touching him in such an intimate place. He arched up off the bed, trying to keep his hips still while the redhead's licks continued, the simple action making his strained legs quiver. He heard Axel groan low as he began to push his tongue into the tight opening, driving another loud moan to erupt from Zexion's throat. This time, he couldn't help but push his hips down, delicately trying to get the redhead's tongue to move further into his body. He could feel his arousal tingling with each dip of Axel's tongue into his body. His hands balled into fists, digging into the soft fabric of the sheets. He cried out loud as he felt Axel's mouth press against his body, the action of his tongue going further into him as the redhead sucked gently on the soft flesh around his entrance was making the slate-haired man to make noises that he'd never heard before. High pitched moans were tumbling from his mouth as he wanted to feel more, needed to feel more than just the gentle suction of Axel's lips. Zexion let out a loud cry as Axel wrapped his right hand around the base of his arousal, beginning to stroke him slowly as his tongue began to mimic the motions of his hand. No longer able to hold back, Zexion began to buck his hips, moaning as the pressure of Axel's mouth began to increase, as did the grip on his engorged arousal. With the gentle motion of Axel's hand cupping the tip, Zexion's release burst out of him. The slate-haired man yowled as the redhead was relentlessly still sucking, and tonguing, his entrance, the gentle strokes of his hand subsiding as Zexion's orgasm came to a crashing end.

Panting softly, Zexion groaned as his lover's lips detached from his body. Axel slipped his tongue out and subtly wiped his face off, a small smirk on his face. "So, that was nice." Axel sat up and settled between Zexion's legs. "You ready for more, now?"

"Please..." Zexion begged, wanting to feel his lover be inside of his body, his spent arousal slowly coming back to life the longer he stared at the redhead's.

"If you insist," Axe said, pushing the tip of his arousal against Zexion's slick entrance.

"I do!" Zexion mewled, his arousal now as firm as his lover's as he tried to push the redhead into his body. With the gentle motion, it slipped inside of him, making both men moan.

With a gentle thrust of his hips, Axel became buried deep inside of Zexion, the rigidness of his arousal feeling far superior to that of the redhead's tongue. Groaning low, Zexion lifted his right leg, and carefully placed it on top of Axel's shoulder, and was immediately rewarded with a flash of white behind his closed eyelids as Axel pushed against his sweet spot. His voice cracked with his boisterous moan, Zexion's nerves on fire as the redhead began to push into that spot with each thrust of his hips. Axel's left arm wrapped around the slate-haired man's leg, helping him balance as he bucked harder, his arousal slipping deeper and deeper into Zexion's body. Reaching down, Zexion struggled to find the perfect angle as he tried to touch himself. With a rough push of Axel's hips, the slate-haired man gripped his arousal and began to stroke himself fast, as the redhead thrust into him harder with each thrust. Steel-blue met emerald as their eyes locked together, both coaxing each other towards their finish. With one final tug, and one final thrust, they were climaxing together, both shivering as they kept watching each other ride out their orgasm.

Lowering his leg, Zexion panted hard, his eyes finally breaking contact with his lover's. "Gaia, Axel..."

The redhead pulled out of him slowly, collapsing on the bed beside him. "Yeah...? Bad...?"

"Yes. Horrible." Zexion chuckled breathlessly, turning to lay beside his lover. "How do you always make it feel so incredibly good?"

Axel wrapped his arm around Zexion's body, pulling him to rest against his chest. "Oh, I don't know. Skill?"

"Asshole," Zexion slapped his arm playfully. "You could just say, 'It's because you make it good, Zexy.'"

Looking down at him, that playful smirk was back on the redhead's face. "Did you just refer to yourself as Zexy?"

"No..." Zexion's cheeks became pink as he tried to turn his head. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"I'll be right there, Your Majesty!"

Both men stared at the door and stood up rapidly, as they heard the voice of the Warrior Princess drift down the hallway. The two of them grabbed their clothes quickly, Zexion flicking his hand to open a portal for a quick getaway. He watched Axel almost fall into the portal as the door began to open into the room. Grabbing his cloak, Zexion dashed through the portal. When he reappeared in his bedroom, he saw that Axel was doubled over, laughing hysterically. Dropping his clothes on the ground, Zexion shook his head.

"What is so funny?" Zexion asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

The redhead dropped onto Zexion's bed, still giggling madly. "I'm pretty sure that the Princess is going to wonder what the hell happened in that room." He reached up and pulled Zexion down onto the bed with him, still chuckling. "I mean, I'm pretty sure we didn't make the bed."

"Shit," Zexion said, finding the humor in what Axel was implying. "Maybe it would be a wise idea to not go back there for a bit." The sound of his chuckles mixed with the redhead's made the smile stay on his face.

"Agreed."

"Perhaps the Throne Room next time." Zexion smirked as he lifted his head, catching the shocked look on Axel's face before he turned his head and laughed.

"Why, Zexy, I do believe I'm rubbing off on you!"

"Or how about just rubbing me?" Zexion gave the redhead a gentle squeeze around his chest, as the redhead wrapped his arms tightly around him.

"I think I could manage that..."

"Good."