It's Wednesday! That means it's Hump Day! :) This is for punkanimelover93. Hope you guys enjoy!

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Zexion stood in front of the Melodious Nocturne's room, and gave a quick knock. He looked around, making sure that no one was coming, so that he wouldn't been seen. He heard Demyx squeak, a sound he wasn't quite expecting to hear from behind the door. There was a crash, and then the door opened, with Demyx only his boxers.

"Hi, Zexy!" Demyx said, clearly out of breath. "What's going on? Is something the matter?"

The Schemer shook his head. "No, but I have a favor to ask you. May I come in for a moment? I'd prefer to speak behind closed doors."

"Sure! Give me a second!" Demyx quickly closed the door, as Zexion shifted nervously from one foot to the other. He didn't want to be caught by his lover, as he was trying to set up a surprise for him. A few moments later, the door opened wide. "Come in!"

The slate-haired man stepped into the room and saw that nothing was amiss. Huh. Wonder what he was doing. He turned and looked at him. "Demyx, I have a question for you."

"Sure, Zexy. What's up?" Demyx sat down on his bed, crossing his legs.

He took a seat on the small couch and looked over at his friend. "I need your help with something. I, uh...well...I sort of want to surprise Axel, and I'd like you to help me with my plan."

"Oh yeah?!" Demyx clapped his hands. "Okay! What do you want to do?"

After telling the blonde just what he wanted to have happen, and told him where to meet them, the plan was set. Zexion left the bedroom just as fast as he had shown up, and headed back to his bedroom. Back in his room, he walked over to his closet and pulled out the garment he had picked up from the bazaar in Agrabah, and ducked into the bathroom fast, as his bedroom door began to open. The bathroom door closed, as he heard his lover's voice.

"Zex? Zexion, are you in here?" Axel's voice traveled through the closed door.

Unzipping his cloak, Zexion began to get dressed in the bathroom. "I'm in here. But the door is locked, so you'll just have to wait." He smirked as he heard the redhead groan, the sound of him hitting the bed unmistakable.

"You are so mean, Zexy. I mean, what have I done to you? Why can't you just let me in there?"

Struggling with his outfit, Zexion grunted inaudibly. "Do you seriously want to come in here and watch me take a shit?"

"Yikes. No, thanks." The sound of Axel's laughter made the slate-haired man smile. He looked at himself in the mirror, and was pleased with how well the outfit seemed to fit to his body. Grabbing his cloak, he pulled it back on, and saw that his clothes were covered by his cloak. The shoes he was wearing, however, stuck out like a sore thumb, so he quickly used some of his illusion powers, making it look like he was still wearing his boots. Satisfied with his appearance, he quickly flushed the toilet, and opened the door. "No problems, I guess?" Axel asked, laying down on the Schemer's bed, one elbow propped up.

Zexion rolled his eyes. "Gross, Axel. No, no problems." He sat down on the bed next to him. "How was your mission?"

"Fine." Axel said, wrapping his arms around his waist. "Why are you so far away from me?"

Chuckling, he pried the redhead's arms off of him. "I have a surprise for you." He stood up off the bed, and held out his hand.

"A surprise?" Axel grinned, and stood up from the bed. "What kinda surprise?"

The slate-haired man shook his head. "If I told you, then it would ruin the surprise, dummy. Come on. It's in another room." He opened a portal. "After you?"

"This better not be a trick, Zexy." Axel began to step through the portal.

"Oh, Axel?" The redhead stopped walking. "When you get there, close your eyes and don't turn around until I tell you, okay?"

Axel's crimson spikes bounced with the nod of his head and he walked through the portal, leaving the Schemer alone. He followed him through, and once they were in their destination, he quietly unzipped his cloak, and tossed it to the side. He saw that Demyx was in the corner, his sitar out, behind the redhead's back. He flashed a smile at Demyx, holding his finger to his lips, which caused the Melodious Nocturne to burst into a smile.

"Zexion, can I open my eyes now?" Axel asked. Zexion appeared behind him and touched his back, guiding him to sit on the chair in the middle of the room. He knew that when Demyx would start playing, he'd know who it was, but he kept the chair situated so that Axel wouldn't be able to see the blonde. He gently pushed down on Axel's shoulders, the redhead taking the hint to sit down in the chair. "Ah, good. I like chairs."

He stood in front of Axel, and took a deep breath. "I'll give you the okay when you can open your eyes, alright?" He waited for the redhead to nod before he glanced over at Demyx. It's now or never. He gave the signal, and the Melodious Nocturne began to play an exotic melody, the music filling the small space of the room. Zexion began swaying to the music, hoping that the redhead was going to appreciate his surprise. "You may open your eyes now."

"Holy fuck."

Just the reaction that Zexion had been hoping for. He swayed more to the music, the fabric of his pants moving with each movement. The last time he had been sent to Agrabah, he had encountered a woman dancing on the street, who had gyrated her hips in the most sensuous manner. He studied her, and then went to the library in the castle to do research, and decided that it wouldn't be impossible for him to do something similar for his lover. So, he had gone back and grabbed an outfit similar to the one the woman had worn. The top, which was shaped like a woman's bra, had ornate jewels everywhere. The same jewels could be found on his low-rise pants, which was made from billowy chiffon fabric. He wore a small chain around his waist, that had beads and a coin of sorts, that jangled as his hips shimmied left and right.

The slate-haired man met his lover's emerald eyes, and saw that he was palming himself. Zexion bit his lip to not moan, as he didn't want to spoil the show for his lover. He turned around, hiding his own hard arousal from his lover, and began to sway his hips faster, as Demyx' music began to increase in tempo. He felt the jewelry bounce against his body, as he raised his hands above his head, gyrating more. He heard the sound of the chair scooting back, and soon found himself pressed against the white wall, Axel's hands on top of his own, trapping him. Zexion moaned, as the fabric did little to keep their bodies apart, as Axel began rock his hips more.

"Keep your hands above you," Axel begged in his ear. Zexion nodded, and kept his hands firmly above his head, resting against the wall. The music had stopped suddenly, the slate-haired man turning his head to see that Demyx had left them alone in the room. He turned his neck, and stepped out of his pants, the ornate shoes he had put on coming off as well. Axel's cool hands were suddenly on his back, unclasping his top, which he pulled off with ease, leaving only the belly jewelry still around his waist. "Fuck, Zexion," Axel groaned low, kissing his shoulder, the sound of a zipper being unzipped hit the slate-haired man's ears.

Once he felt Axel's flesh on his cheeks, Zexion wiggled his hips backwards. The redhead's hands quickly trapped his own once more, as he thrust into him fast. Zexion moaned loud as he slammed into the wall, the force of Axel's thrust overpowering him. He groaned low as Axel moved one hand away, while the other quickly grabbed on to both of Zexion's hands, holding him tightly in place. The slate-haired man leaned his head back as the redhead began to thrust faster into him, drawing louder moans from both men as they moved together. The hand that Axel had taken away unexpectedly wrapped around his arousal, stroking him slow.

"Axel..." Zexion moaned, breaking his silence as he rocked his hips into his lover's hand. The redhead began to move faster, the sounds of Zexion's belly jewelry jingling bounced off the walls of the bare room. He turned his hands over, gripping onto the redhead's hand tightly, keeping his head pressed against the wall. He looked down and moaned low, watching as Axel's hand slipped up and down his arousal, the flash of gold from his belly chain in his peripheral vision. He focused on it, and soon felt himself begin to throb. Zexion closed his eyes as he felt himself come, the low moans coming from Axel sending him into blank bliss. He felt Axel thrust hard into him once more, and soon was following him over, his hand still moving slowly across his spent arousal.

After a few moments, Axel released his hands, his arms falling limply to his side as the blood rushed back into them. Panting softly, Zexion grunted as the redhead pulled out of him. He felt the redhead pick him up in his arms, holding him as if he were a princess, and was soon wandering around the room, gathering their scattered bits of clothing. Panting softly, he rested his head against Axel's chest as the redhead portaled them back to his bedroom.

"Zexion," Axel laid him down on the bed, and kissed him softly. "Thank you for that." He set their clothes down before laying down next to him.

The slate-haired man reached down and undid the belly chain he wore, letting it drop to the ground on his side of the bed. "You enjoyed that? You didn't let me give you a long enough show."

"I couldn't help it," Axel grinned. "When your hips started to move, and that outfit? You're lucky I waited as long as I did. And props for getting Demyx to play music for you."

He shook his head, smirking. "Yeah, well. Don't think it came free. However, when I went and asked him, the weirdest thing happened."

"Oh? What's that?"

Zexion shook his head. "Nah, it's probably nothing. But, if I dress up again, you had better let me give you a proper show next time. None of this 'I couldn't wait' nonsense."

"You want me to not have sex with you?" Axel asked incredulously.

He groaned. "Did I say that? No. I just said, I want to give you a proper show. Why is it you can dress up and we have this role play, but when I want to surprise you, it's 'pounce' time?"

"Pounce time?" Axel laughed. "You're hilarious, Zexy. I'm sorry that my libido can't stay in check when you're wiggling your hips for me. Let me do that for you, and see how long you last."

"Promise you'll wear an outfit like mine?"

"If they make one in my size."

"Oh, so now it's a size matter? What, are you calling me short?"

"If it fits the bill."

"Oh, shut up, you asshole!"

"Hey, I like small things. No, I loooooooove small things. Like you." Axel kissed his cheek.

"Nice save, buddy."

"I try."