It's Wednesday again! Happy Hump Day! :D This is for the lovely Randomfan17.

After a very long week, Zexion had no desire to get up and go get his assignment for the day. The mission he had been sent out on yesterday, as much fun as it was trying to gather new information in the world where they could fly, the sun had drained his energy too much. He wanted to stay buried under his blankets, even with his missing lover, as he rolled over and found an empty spot beside him. The alarm began blaring for a second time, forcing him up out of his bed, shutting off the annoying buzzer.

Taking a quick shower, his hair products now very far away from his soap products, he got out and towel dried himself off. Quickly running his comb through his hair, he left the bathroom and saw a slip of paper on the floor. Walking over to his closed door, he picked up the paper, and read the typed note.

No missions today.
Enjoy your day off.
-Number VII

Grinning, Zexion tossed his towel into the bathroom and got dressed, wondering if he should wait for the redhead to come back to his room, or if he should just go and try and find him. Deciding he wanted to go and find him, he left his room and headed towards his destination. Knocking on the door, he didn't hear the redhead, so decided to open it.

"Axel?" He poked his head into the room, and saw that it was empty. Heading into the room, he saw there was another slip of paper on the pillow, and it seemed to be addressed to him. Picking it up, he gave it a quick look over, smiling at its contents.

Hi Zexy,
Day off means a day together.
I've got a fun plan, if you're interested. But, there are rules.
First, go to Castle Oblivion, and strip down to just your undershirt and boxers.
Next, it's time for some fun...role play. Once you see me, you'll know what to do.
See you soon.

Zexion took the note, and placed it in the back of his pants, excited by what sort of role play Axel was going to be entertaining him with today. He opened a portal and headed through, wanting to get to the proper room as quickly as possible. The slate-haired man appeared in the bedroom they tended to gravitate towards, and did as the note instructed, stripping off all of his clothes, except for his boxers and white ribbed tank top. Settling in the bed, he pulled the covers over him, hoping that he was doing the right thing, as the redhead hadn't specified how he should be in the bed, just how he should be dressed.

What seemed like an eternity to him, Zexion saw the door to the bedroom slowly opening. He held his breath, unsure of what he was about to see, and when the redhead pushed the door open more, his mouth fell open in shock.

There stood Axel, with a clipboard in his hand, a white lab coat over his shirt and pants, and a stethoscope around his neck. And a pair of thick framed black glasses, which Zexion had no idea where the man could have gotten them, never mind the rest of the outfit. Thinking about what the note said, he took on his role, coughing quietly into his hand.

"How's the patient today?" The redhead said, keeping his eyes on the clipboard. "I can see that the last person that checked you said that you weren't doing as well as they would have liked." Lifting his head, Zexion stared at the glasses that framed his face, unable to take his eyes away. "Did you lose your voice as well? Do you have a sore throat?"

Coughing weakly, Zexion shook his head. "No, Doctor. I'm just not feeling as well as I would like." He watched Axel move gracefully across the room. Coughing more, he laid back on the bed as the redhead appeared next to his bedside. He shivered as Axel pressed his hand against his forehead, his lab coat falling onto the bed.

"You don't feel very warm. Hmm. Mind sitting up for me?" Zexion shook his head, and slowly sat up into an upright position, the blanket falling down, landing in his lap. Axel sat on the edge of the bed, and used the backside of his hand to feel Zexion's forehead once more. "Now I feel a little heat from you."

The slate-haired man tried not to blush, knowing that there was a double meaning to his lover's words, but kept up his facade. He sniffled, and shook his head. "I don't know what came over me, Doctor. One minute I was fine, and the next."

"Lift up your shirt for me. I'd like to see if your lymph nodes under your arms are swollen." Axel placed his hands on the bottom of Zexion's shirt, getting a head start for him.

Covering one hand over Axel's, Zexion lifted his shirt off, and placed it on the bed next to him. "Your hands are cold," he said quietly. In truth, Axel's hands were not cold at all, but he felt himself shivering, excitement coursing through him as they kept up their parts.

"They'll warm up in a moment." Axel's face was so close to Zexion's, that the slate-haired man wanted to just drop the game, and kiss him softly; he could almost feel those lips against his. Giving a small nod, Zexion closed his eyes, groaning as the redhead's hands moved against his sides, touching him gently. "Are you alright?"

Zexion bit his lower lip, and gave another small nod. The gentle touches were becoming too much, and if the redhead didn't stop soon, he would be done for. "Doctor, may I lay back down? I'm feeling feverish..."

"That's fine." Axel helped ease him to lay on his back. "Is there any other part of your body that doesn't feel good?"

The light reflected off of the redhead's glasses, making it difficult for Zexion to see his lover's emerald eyes. The slate-haired man closed his eyes and nodded his head once more. He pointed down, keeping it open to the redhead to decide just what he meant.

A small smirk appeared on Axel's face, his demeanor slipping. Placing a hand on Zexion's chest, his fingers gave a quick sweep over his right nipple. "Does it hurt right here?" Axel placed his palm against the same nipple, rubbing against it slowly.

"No..." Zexion said, a soft moan following his simple answer. Shit. He couldn't suppress the moan, as the feel of his lover's hand felt too good.

Axel began to move his hand lower. "What about right here?" He touched Zexion's hipbone, pushing his fingers gently underneath the elastic waistband of Zexion's boxers.

"Getting closer," Zexion groaned, attempting to lift his hips up, wanting his boxers to be pulled off of him. As if reading his mind, Axel's other hand dipped below the waistband, and quickly took them off of his body, leaving him naked.

Leaning forward, Axel placed the hand that had been on Zexion's nipple around his hard arousal. "Is this where you don't feel good?"

"Nngh...yes..." Zexion moaned, pushing against his lover's warm hand. "Hurts...hurts bad, Doctor..."

Axel began to move his hand slowly, stroking Zexion from base to tip, teasing the small slit with the pad of his thumb. "It seems as if there is a mild discharge occurring," Axel's voice became huskier as his hand moved up and down more. Zexion spread his legs, moaning as each stroke became a bit more unbearable. "How to fix this problem..."

"Need you inside me, now," Zexion groaned, bucking his hips to feel more of the friction from Axel's hand. He reached up and took off Axel's glasses, tossing them to be where his shirt was. He reached up and pulled the redhead closer to him. "No more..."

Smirking, the redhead bent down and kissed him softly, their tongues sweeping across each other with a gentle tenderness. Zexion reached down and helped him get out of his pants, leaving the rest on, not caring about anything except what had been hidden inside of the redhead's pants. When he felt Axel's arousal press against his own, he groaned and shook his head. Thankful that his lover understood his movements, he watched the redhead settle between his legs, the lab coat falling over their bodies.

Zexion spread his legs more as he felt the tip of Axel's arousal push against his entrance, moaning low as the redhead began to enter him slowly. Wrapping his arms around Axel's body, he gently lifted his knees and felt the redhead go deeper inside of him, each man groaning low at the sudden shift. Reaching down Axel's back, Zexion pulled the redhead's shirt up, wanting to feel more of him against his chest. Groaning, he leaned his head back as he felt Axel began to quicken his pace, the feel of each thrust deeper into his body sending Zexion closer and closer to his release. After one hard thrust against Zexion's sweet spot, the slate-haired man's nails dug into the redhead's back. He shouted his name hoarsely, his release happening too fast, the warm liquid leaving his body as it coated their stomachs. He felt Axel thrust hard once more, then groaned as he felt the redhead release inside of him, the intense pleasure feeling incredible.

Panting softly, Zexion let go of the redhead, and grunted low as the redhead pulled out of him. "So...doctor...did I pass...?" He looked at the redhead, a small smile on his face.

"With flying colors," Axel grinned, placing a soft kiss on his lips. "Thanks for this."

"For what?" Zexion asked, scooting closer to his lover. "Not questioning you?"

The redhead nodded, wrapping his arm around Zexion's waist languidly. "I thought it would be fun to try something different."

"I agree," Zexion said, nuzzling his lover's chest. "I do have one question, though."

"Oh?"

"Why the stethoscope? You know we don't have hearts...?"

"Part of the image, Zexy." Axel kissed the top of his head.

Shaking his head, Zexion chuckled softly. "You could have just put a tongue depressor in your lab coat and I would have known what you were supposed to be."

"So, now you're teasing me about my choice of outfits? See if I dress up for you again," Axel squeezed him tightly.

"Fine, I'll be quiet." Zexion muttered. "So, what are we going to do with the rest of the day, Doctor?"

"Oh, I'm sure we'll think of something."

"Like, more sex?"

"Zexy!"

"What?" Zexion wore an innocent face. "Or, did you have something else in mind?"

"No, I just want to fuck your brains out."

"Well, glad we're on the same page. Now, come here." Zexion pulled the redhead back to him. He grabbed the glasses, and put them back on his lover's face. "Mmm...much better..." Zexoin began kissing him softly, pleased with their planned activities for their day off.

"You like the glasses that much?" Axel asked, panting softly as they broke apart to catch their breath.

Zexion nodded, a small smile appearing on his face. "They suit you."

"You just like it because you think it makes me look sexy."

"Perhaps."

"Zexion!" Axel took off the glasses. "Aren't I sexy without them?"

"No comment."

"Agh!"