Happy Hump Day! This is for Roxie, who requested a sweet chapter, with a twist of lemon. :D Enjoy!

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Walking into his bedroom, the only thing that Zexion could think of was his bed. He just wanted to lay down and go to sleep, as it had been a long, hellish day in Halloweentown. He yanked off his boots and stumbled towards the bed, blinking a few times before he noticed he was about to lay down on a small note card. He picked it up, read what it said, and then opened a portal.

He didn't bother to put his shoes back on, as he walked through the black portal, appearing at his final destination. "Ah, I see you got my...are you okay?" Axel asked, standing up from the couch. Zexion looked up at him, one bleary eye showing, while the other hid behind his bangs.

"It was a long day." He uttered, suppressing a yawn with the back of his hand. "What's going on?" He looked around, and saw that the redhead had made the bed, and it looked like the sheets and blanket were brand new. And in his favorite color. Not Axel's, but his. "What gives with the new bed set?"

Axel sat down on the bed, and smiled. "Do you like it? We always hang out in your room. I thought this might encourage you to come and sleep in my bed sometimes."

"Axel, I..." Zexion was at a loss for words. "I had no idea that coming to my room was that big of a deal."

"It isn't!" Axel quickly stood up, shaking his head. "No, you took that the wrong way. I just...I wanted to do something nice for you."

Zexion gave his lover a weak smile. "Well, it's really a nice surprise, and definitely wasn't something I was expecting. Mind if I just pass out now?"

"Are you really that tired?" Axel asked, unzipping Zexion's cloak. The slate-haired man had zero energy to put up a fight, and just stood there while the redhead began to undress him completely, leaving him naked. "How about I run a nice, hot bath for you?"

The slate-haired man groaned at the thought of a bath. "I don't think I would say no to that." He squeaked as the redhead picked him up in his arms, holding him sideways. "Axel! What are you doing?"

"You said you were tired. Let me take you to the bath." The redhead walked across the room and went into the bathroom. "Want me to start the water first? Or just set you in the tub?"

Blushing like crazy, Zexion shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, I guess just set me down so you don't drop me?"

"Have you no faith in me, Zexy?" Axel chuckled, as he set him down in the tub. "Warm or hot water?"

Zexion rested against the back of the tub. "Hot, please."

"Okie dokie." Axel turned the water onto hot, pouring in a fragrant bubble bath, the heat feeling magnificent on Zexion's tired body. The soft weight of the bubble bath mixture began to mingle with the hot water, sending suds up the planes of his body.

Once he heard the water being turned off, the water up to his chest, the slate-haired man looked at the redhead, who was sitting on the floor next to the bathtub. "Are you going to get in?"

"No," Axel shook his head, a smile on his face. "However, I will wash your hair for you, and bathe you with soap, if you'd like."

Leaning over the tub, Zexion kissed his lover softly. "But what if I want you to join me in the bath?"

"Nope," Axel's smile grew larger. "You get to enjoy your bath, while I bathe you. Tonight is all about you, lover."

The term of endearment made the blood rush to Zexion's cheeks, not at all used to hearing that word thrown around. Not by himself, nor the redhead. Hearing it fall so easily from Axel's lips, Zexion began to wonder why he didn't say it more often. "If you insist." He leaned his head back, and sank lower in the bathtub.

"I do," Axel replied, grabbing a clean washcloth. "Now, where's your soap? Or do you want me to use shampoo on your body?"

Zexion opened one eye and saw the small smirk on Axel's face. "Oh, ha ha. Really funny, jerk. Yes, I'd looooove for you to use shampoo on my body." He stuck his tongue out, enjoying the sound of Axel's short bursts of laughter. He closed his eye and heard the redhead reach over him, to grab his soap.

"Sorry, Zexy, I just couldn't resist." Axel began to lather up the washcloth. "I know you're enjoying your relaxing bath, but would you mind sitting up for a few minutes?"

He let out a loud, exasperated sigh. "I guess so." Zexion sat up in the bath, the soap suds slipping back towards their home in the water. "This okay?"

"Perfect."

After a gentle washing, with the redhead paying careful attention to certain parts of his body, but never going any further than just a light petting, Zexion sank back into the water. He tried not to be frustrated, but he was feeling a little...pent up. He had thought that the redhead would at least entertain the idea of perhaps fooling around, but nope. The redhead was sticking to his guns, much to the slate-haired man's chagrin. But, he couldn't be too upset with Axel, as the bath was really quite nice, as was not having to really move a muscle as he was bathed.

"Ready to get out now, Zexion?"

Axel snapped him out of his trance. "Hmmm?"

"Isn't the water cold?" Axel asked, dipping his hand in. "Oh, yes it is. Come on. Out you go." He reached down, his hands going underneath Zexion's arms. "Try not to laugh."

Zexion was so relaxed that it didn't even register that his lover's hands were on the most ticklish part of his body. When it finally did hit his brain, he was already being swaddled in a towel, the redhead using Aero on his body to help him dry faster. Zexion yawned softly, and watched his lover with tired eyes. "Axel? Why didn't you touch me in the bath?"

"I did, silly." Axel unwrapped the towel. He bent on his knees and held up a pair of clean boxers for the slate-haired man, Zexion stepping into them without embarrassment. "But, if you're wondering why I didn't touch you sexually? Well, that's coming. I just wanted you to enjoy yourself."

The slate-haired man let out a soft sigh. "Oh, good. I was worried that I was grossing you out or something." He opened the bathroom door, and stopped. "Axel. How? What? Huh?"

Instead of the room being lit with the unnatural light from the overhead light, there was a small fire contained in the center of the room, which was the only light source. Next to the fire, but not close enough to become incinerated, were two giant pillows, with some sort of box in between them. He walked over to the pillow and saw that what was there were two metal rods, plus a box each of some type of chocolate bar, what appeared to be graham crackers, and a bag of extra fluffy marshmallows.

"Do you like it?" Axel asked, wrapping his arms around Zexion's waist, pulling him towards his body. "I had some help, which is why I was trying to keep you occupied in the bath for a while." His lover nuzzled the side of his neck.

Zexion stared at the fire, and felt his body melt against his lovers'. "I didn't think you had actually paid attention to that silly story..."

Both Axel and Zexion were hanging out in the library, when Zexion asked the redhead a question that had been bugging him for awhile. "What is a s'more?"

"I'm sorry?" Axel asked, looking over at him. "Did you just ask me what a s'more was?"

The slate-haired man sighed, and nodded his head. "Yes, do I need to repeat myself? Or would you just like to take care of that for me?"

"If you want me to answer that, you gotta be nice to me." Axel chuckled. "Why are you even asking? That kinda came out of nowhere."

Zexion held up the book he was reading. "It says that these two characters enjoyed 's'mores by the fire, underneath the clear night sky.' So, what is it? Is it some kind of food? Or is it something else? Like a drink?"

"No, it isn't anything like that. It's a type of dessert." Axel shrugged his shoulders. "I'm surprised they don't go into more detail in that book of yours."

Putting the book down, Zexion shrugged. "It's not a very good book, to be honest. All they said was chocolate and marshmallow, but they don't tell me how it's made, or what it is."

"Ever the book nerd," Axel smirked, as Zexion tossed a piece of balled up paper at him.

"Just because it may seem like I don't pay attention to what you say, I do." Axel spoke softly against his ear. "And, just because I don't have a heart doesn't mean I don't love you, Zexion. You mean everything to me, and I thought it would be nice to show you just how s'mores are made."

Weak in his knees, Zexion turned around and faced his lover. "You love me?"

"Of course I do," the redhead nodded his head, cupping the slate-haired man's face with both of his hands. "I don't tell it to you often enough, well...when you're awake, that is. I want to do more nice things for you. I want you to know that I'm just as happy cuddling with you, as I am when we're having sex."

Zexion closed his eyes, moaning softly as Axel's lips met his in a soft kiss. He moved backwards, feeling the side of the pillow with the back of his leg, and sank down onto it, pulling the redhead down with him. He groaned low in his throat as Axel's hands wandered all over his body, the gentle touches from the bath were now more insistent, more needy. Zexion didn't know if he was supposed to get his lover undressed, but it seemed as if the redhead had made that decision for him.

Soon, their naked chests were touching, and Zexion felt Axel's arousal rubbing against his own. When did I lose my boxers? He didn't remember taking them off, but was rather pleased that they were already gone, as their warm arousals pushed together. He tossed his head back, moaning as the redhead kept teasing him, torturing him with only frotting.

"Please..." Zexion whispered, his steel-blue eyes meeting his lovers' emerald orbs. "I need you, Axel."

The redhead placed himself at Zexion's entrance, and with one gentle thrust, was suddenly buried deep inside of him. Zexion clawed at his lover's back, shocked at how easily he was entered, without the aid of being stretched first. He pushed the thoughts away, and just felt his lover push himself deeper into his body, the tip of his arousal pushing against his sweet spot almost immediately. Zexion moaned louder, rocking his hips, wanting to feel more of that feeling the redhead had just given him. Axel responded in kind, thrusting his hips hard, penetrating him even deeper than he had before. The quieter Nobody was no longer shy with his noises, egging the redhead on to do more to his body. He arched his chest up, and groaned loud as Axel's body began to rock hard against his, the friction of their bodies colliding together sending him closer and closer to his release. Not satisfied with the friction, Zexion tried to move his hand in between their bodies, but the redhead stopped him with his own hand, the gentle touch of his lover's hand on his arousal sent Zexion into complete ecstasy. He moaned his lover's name over and over as he came hard, feeling Axel's hand move quite easily over his arousal with the added natural lubricant. With one final hard thrust, Axel followed him with his own release, the sound of his own name ringing in his ears.

Panting hard, Zexion looked at his lover's face, and saw a few beads of perspiration on his temple. "Are you...that hot...?" He panted, grunting softly as Axel slipped out of his body.

"I'm not, but that fire is." The redhead pointed at the still blazing fire. Zexion laughed, shaking his head as he sat up with him. "What do you say, we enjoy some of these s'mores, and then go and cuddle?"

The slate-haired man leaned against his lover's shoulder, and gave a small nod of his head. "I suppose we should. Are you going to show me how to do this?" He looked at the items needed for the s'mores.

"But of course." Axel reached for the items, placing a marshmallow on one of the metal rods. "First, you gotta get these nice and gooey, or else it won't work properly." Zexion watched as he held it over the fire, staring at the white substance as it began to grow darker. Axel pulled it out as it was just beginning to turn black, and quickly stuck it between two graham crackers, while inserting a piece of chocolate on top. "Here you go, Zexion. Enjoy your first s'more."

Zexion took the offered treat and bit down, his eyes widening. He chewed his first bite, and swallowed, a smile on his face. "This is so good!"

"Glad you like it." Axel bit into the s'more he had quickly made. "Sorry you don't have a nice clear night sky to look at."

Zexion smiled softly, placing a soft kiss on his lover's cheek. "Who needs that, when I've got you by my side?"

"Oh, stop it. You're making me blush."

"You mean, flush. Because I know you don't want to just 'cuddle' in that bed over there." Zexion finished his s'more.

"Are you saying you don't want to have more sex with me?" Axel asked, a pouty look on his face. "Fine. See if I get someone to build you another fire in here like this."

The slate-haired man laughed. "Oh, come on. You can't be that hurt by that, can yo-ah!" He shouted, as Axel quickly picked him up off the floor and tossed him on the bed. "Axel!"

"What?" The redhead smirked. "I told you we were going to cuddle." He laid next to Zexion, holding him close to his body.

"I like your new sheets," Zexion said, touching the soft comforter. "Did you do this for me?"

Axel nodded his head. "I told you, I do pay attention sometimes. I know that you happen to like this color a lot, so when I saw it on one of the worlds, I knew I had to buy it for my room."

"Why not mine?" Zexion asked, looking up at him.

"I want you to be with me, even when you're not." The redhead said matter-of-factly.

Blushing, the slate-haired man didn't know what to say in response to that. Instead, he focused on their source of heat in the room. "What about the fire?" Zexion asked quietly, snuggling against his lover's body.

"You afraid it'll burn the place down?"

"Will it?"

"Good night, Zexy." Axel kissed his temple.

"Axel..you didn't answer. Are we going to catch on fire?"

"Depends. You gonna lie to me?"

"Axel!"

"What? Liar liar, pants on-"

"Good night!"