Waking up a few hours later, Zexion was disappointed to find the bed empty. He opened his eyes once realizing he was alone, blinking before finally sitting up. A part of him was relieved he didn't have to wake up after something so embarrassing, but a bigger part of him was majorly disappointed. With a sigh, he pushed the blankets off and got out of bed. He left the room, making his way to the living only to find neither Axel nor Vanitas there.
The smell of food cooking quickly told him to go to the kitchen. Upon entering he immediately found Axel standing at the stove. Zexion walked over to see what the other was cooking, catching the redhead's attention as he got closer. He was thrown off when Axel kissed him without warning.
"Good morning," he said with a smile before going back to the food.
"Morning," Zexion replied. "Where's Van?"
"Work," the redhead answered. After a short moment he asked, "Speaking of which, do you want to get a tattoo?"
Zexion shrugged. "Sure, but I don't know what I'd get. Why?"
"Because Van said he'll treat you to your first one."
"I think I'd rather get a piercing first," Zexion said. "I just don't know exactly where."
Axel glanced over at him before setting aside the finished food on a couple plates. He then turned to the younger boy and grabbed the bottom of the sweatshirt, pulling it up without hesitation.
"What are you," Zexion started to asked but was cut off by the redhead.
"If you were to get a piercing," he began, his free hand moving across the other's chest, "I'd say get your collar bones pierced. That or your hips. Either way you'll still be hot."
"Would Van be willing to do that?" he asked, ignoring the redhead's last comment as he pulled the sweatshirt back down.
"Yeah, of course," Axel answered, picking up the plates and taking them to the table, Zexion following close behind. "Consider it a second birthday gift."
"Second? What was the first?" he asked, sitting down. He quickly realized what the other was going to say when the redhead smirked at him.
"The blowjob," he said simply, sitting down across the other and picking up his fork.
Zexion turned his attention away from the smirking redhead and to his food. After a minute, he spoke up. "So, if Van has already given me a gift and plans on giving me another, what are you going to give me?"
"Food," Axel said, gesturing to the other's plate only to receive an unsatisfied look. "What? Do you want something sexual from me too?"
"That's not what I meant," Zexion said, willing himself not to blush. If he was honest than he would say yes.
"Okay, but still. Do you?" he asked, his voice becoming teasing. "I'm really good. You can pull my hair if you want to," he went on with a wink.
Feeling that the redhead wasn't going to drop this without much more teasing and figuring it wouldn't be bad if he said yes, Zexion finally gave in. "Fine. Yeah, I do," he said, earning a brief shocked look from the other before it was quickly replaced by another smirk.
"Alright. I won't give it to you now though," he said as he stood, picking up his plate and taking it to the sink.
"Then when?" Zexion questioned.
"Can't tell you," Axel answered with a wink. "It'll ruin the surprise."
A couple hours later and Axel had yet to give him his 'gift.' The redhead continuously teased the other and each time Zexion expected him to do something more, but he never did. Zexion was starting to think Axel wasn't really going to do anything and was just messing with him for the fun of it. That is until he got up from the couch and went to the kitchen to grab a water bottle from the fridge. He hadn't realized the redhead followed him until he felt arms around his waist as he closed the fridge door.
"Axel?" he asked as the other held him. "What are you doing?"
"I'm giving you your gift," the redhead answered, leaning down to kiss the shorter boy's neck. The marks from last night were still there and he lightly kissed the one he had made. His arms around the other tightened, bringing Zexion closer to himself. Without hesitation, Axel began moving his hips, gently grinding against the other's lower back.
Zexion gasped at the feeling, tensing slightly. He could feel the other through their clothes and he could tell Axel was already partially hard. The feeling turned him on and he quickly asked himself why he agreed to Axel's offer. Of course he knew he'd like it, but at the same time he didn't think he was ready. He barely survived the amount of attention from last night. At least it was just Axel and not both of them.
Axel continued kissing the other's neck and began rubbing small circles with his thumbs, hoping to get him to relax. He gave a small bite on the shorter boy's neck and received a small moan in return. Soon after he felt Zexion begin to relax as the younger leaned back against him. Axel unwrapped his arms, placing his hands on the other's hips and guiding him down to rest on his knees. Settling on his owns knees Axel quickly undid his jeans and pushed them down so he was just in his boxers and shirt.
He moved closer to Zexion, once again guiding him, this time bringing him to rest on the redhead's lap. The new position lined him up perfectly with the other's body, Zexion's legs spread slightly with one on each side of the redhead. Axel gently moved his hips again. At his action he heard the other inhale sharply, shortly followed by a small groan and the redhead's name. The sound of his name was so quiet he almost missed it and assumed maybe he heard wrong, but as he continued moving his hips against the other, he heard it once more, this time loud and clear.
"Mm," he hummed, leaning forward to kiss Zexion's neck again. "Keep saying my name – I like it."
"Axel," Zexion drawled out as he reached back, his hands tangling in the other's hair. He gave a small tug. "You're going too slow."
"Oh?" The redhead held onto the other's hips to steady them both before moving his hips a little faster. "Is that better?" he asked. He didn't receive a verbal answer. Instead he received a moan as he felt the other's legs spread a bit more, bringing him closer to Axel. He also got a few more tugs on his hair.
Wanting to please the other more, Axel moved his right hand from the other's hip and down, pushing underneath the waistband of the other's underwear. He quickly found the other's erection and gently wrapped his fingers around it. He heard another moan, followed by his name. Axel began moving his hand, using the other's pre-cum to make it easier. Not too much longer he felt Zexion arch against him as he moaned and released. Axel followed soon after.
Both remained in place as they took to time to catch their breath. Axel was the first to move, removing his hand from the other's underwear. He held up his hand, eyeing the mess on his fingers. "You know," he heard Zexion speak up, "Van didn't make such a mess."
"I can still clean this up," Axel said as he brought his hand closer.
Zexion kept his eyes on the other's hand, watching as Axel touched his own lips. "Don't," he said with a weak glare. He knew what the redhead was planning to do. Axel didn't listen, poking his tongue out to lick his fingers. He then put two of them in his mouth to suck on them. He held Zexion's gaze as he continued, only stopping once they were completely clean.
"Would you like me to clean up the rest?" he asked with a teasing smirk.
"No," Zexion answered as he got off the other's lap. "I'm going to take a shower. Just find me some clothes to wear."
The redhead hummed in acknowledgment as the other left the kitchen.
After his shower Zexion quickly dried off and put on the clothes Axel left for him – boxers and sweatpants, both Vanitas's, as well as one of Axel's shirts. As he dressed, he caught sight of himself in the mirror, or rather the sight of the marks on his neck. He leaned in closer to get a better look. He would shrug it off if it were just one mark, but no, there were four. One on the left side of his neck where Vanitas kissed him last night and two more on the other side from Axel, one from last night and the other not too long ago. There was another one along his collar bone, the redhead surely the cause of it.
Zexion glared at the marks. No way he could go home with them – Namine would question him and he did not want to explain all that happened. He also had school tomorrow. His friends were sure to tease him until he gave them some answers.
He'll forgive Vanitas – after all he only left one – but he wasn't so sure about Axel.
With a sigh, he left the bathroom and walked out to the living room. He could hear the TV still on and assumed Axel was out there, but as he approached the couch saw Vanitas lying down on it. Zexion tapped the other's legs, Vanitas in turn moving them to allow the younger to sit. He leaned back to watch the screen only to have his attention taken away as Vanitas sat up and turned his head towards him. Zexion was about to question the other, but was cut off as the other kissed him.
He was briefly taken aback and it took him a second to begin to kiss the other back. One of Vanitas's hands moved up, pushing back the other's wet hair as he deepened the kiss. Zexion felt a tongue touch his lips and parted them. He was quickly met with Vanitas's tongue in his mouth.
Curious, as well as just wanting something to do, Zexion ran a hand up one of the other's legs. He heard Vanitas groan into their kiss as his hand moved closer to his groin.
Vanitas finally pulled away, breaking the kiss and moving away from the other's hand.
"What was that for?" Zexion asked.
"What was what for?" Vanitas asked in return.
"The kiss."
Vanitas crossed his arms over his chest and averted his gaze. He muttered something, but Zexion was unable to catch it.
"What?"
"I said I missed you."
Zexion blinked. He hadn't expected that as an answer, knowing Vanitas well and knowing he preferred actions over words. Vanitas doesn't simply say things such as 'I missed you.' Now knowing that the kiss was meant to deliver the message, Zexion gave a small smile at the thought. He moved closer to Vanitas, who watched him out of the corner of his eye. Once close enough, Zexion kissed his friend's neck.
"I missed you too," he said quietly as he continued kissing Vanitas's neck. He heard the other's breathing hitch and smiled with satisfaction. His hand found its way back to Vanitas's thigh, instantly moving up to tease him.
"Zexion," Vanitas gritted out. The boy in mention paused his actions at the way his name was said. "I will ravage you if you keep this up."
"That doesn't sound too bad," he replied. It was an empty threat, he knew Vanitas wouldn't really. He continued his kissing, but removed his hand from the other's leg. With a bite – and a gasp from Vanitas – and a few sucks, he stopped. Now that he was done with what he hoped would leave a mark, Zexion rested his head on his friend's shoulder.
Before Vanitas could say anything, another voice spoke up from behind them. "How cute. He missed you," Axel said teasingly as he walked to couch, sitting on the other side of Zexion. It wasn't clear who he was talking about, but if he was there long enough he probably was referring to them both. He most likely was – the redhead tended to eavesdrop. As he sat down he received a small glare from the boy beside him. "Hey, what's with the sour look Zex? I thought you liked my gift."
"Gift?" Vanitas questioned only to be ignored.
Zexion didn't answer, only narrowed his eyes at the redhead and moved closer to Vanitas.
"Oh, I see," Axel said. "You're upset I interrupted your time with Van, aren't you?"
"No you asshole," he finally answered. "I'm upset with you because you left three fucking hickeys on me."
"Hm? So? I left a few marks on you, what's the problem?"
"I have school tomorrow," Zexion said, pulling away from Vanitas to face the redhead. "And I would really prefer my friends not seeing them."
"Oh, yeah, those are going to be hard to hide," Axel noted, leaning back. He received another glare and expected a comeback, but got none as Vanitas wrapped an arm around Zexion's waist and pulled him back to his side, successfully distracting the younger boy.
"I have a shirt you can wear," Vanitas told him after looking at the marks. That seemed to reassure Zexion a bit, but when he looked back at the redhead, still gave a weak glare.
"Alright look," the redhead started with a sigh. "I'll make it up to you."
"How?"
"How about a date?"
"Date?" he echoed, feeling Vanitas's arm tighten around him.
"Yes, a date," he answered. Noticing his friend's grip on the other and the golden glare he was now getting, added, "Calm the fuck down Van. I meant a date for all three of us. So how about it?" He turned his attention back to Zexion, waiting for an answer. The other simply nodded. "Great. Then we'll pick you up after school tomorrow for our date," he said with a smile. He leaned over to the other, quickly kissing his cheek before pulling away. "I'll leave you two alone now." With a smirk, he got up and left.
"So," Vanitas spoke up once the redhead was gone. "What kind of gift did Axel give you?"
Zexion tensed in the other's hold. He really didn't want to answer.