The sins of fire and water
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Kingdom Hearts › Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
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1,076
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Lust
Title: What I Want
Pairing: Axel/Demyx (actually Demyx/Axel, but you know)
Lust
Rating: R/N-17 for mansex!
It was a hazy, humid late afternoon in The World That Never Was, a change in weather from the usual rainy, gloomy weather. A break in the clouds, one might say. And Demyx was waiting in the alleyway, waiting for that one person to cross his path. That one person he wanted more than anything else. He wanted to set him on fire without the use of his magic. Dusk was setting in and Demyx was ready, ready for the footsteps that were echoing on the stone.
Axel had no idea what awaited him at the end of the pathway. The redhead could sense something, but it was something that he couldn’t put his finger on, not something threatening, but something. Something was watching his every move, waiting for him to take another step. But Axel knew he could handle whatever came. At least he thought he could.
The Flurry barely had any time to react before he was swept into the alley in a fluid, but surprisingly rapid, movement, pushed up against the wall. Demyx was pressed up tight against him, lips near his ear, whispering huskily.
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
Axel’s emerald irises questioned the water mage’s actions, silently asking while withholding the surprise Demyx knew was there.
“I want you.”
And with that, Axel had no time to respond, no time to retaliate, prevent, to question further. Demyx made sure that his mouth was immediately occupied, harsh lips bruising against each other. The redhead’s mind was blank; he could only think of the hands down his pants, unbuttoning and pulling down zippers. Demyx smirked a little when he felt Axel’s arms snake up around his neck, and at the slight moan he heard.
Everything was sloppy, tongues messily sliding in and out of mouths, hands awkwardly in place, pants uncomfortably shoved around knees, spit spat in hands being used as lubrication. The water mage enjoyed the sounds Axel made when he roughly ground against him, the way he didn’t care that his back was getting scratched against the brick. Axel enjoyed the hand pumping his shaft, the way the brunette bit his neck the whole way down. Demyx hoisted The Flurry’s knees over his shoulders, not caring that the half-on pants nearly choked him, instead ducking his head underneath. He watched Axel’s face contort as he thrusted first his fingers, then his cock into him.
The Nocturne was fucking him brutally; Axel didn’t care. His nails were scraping down Demyx’s back, trying to bring him closer, deeper. There was no gentleness in anything, both only focusing on the passion, the rawness of it all. It was soon when they came, respectively in each other’s ass or hand, panting and sweating.
The moment was over, each looking at the other strangely, feeling awkward and disgusting. But Demyx had gotten what he wanted. And that was what lust was all about.
Pairing: Axel/Demyx (actually Demyx/Axel, but you know)
Lust
Rating: R/N-17 for mansex!
It was a hazy, humid late afternoon in The World That Never Was, a change in weather from the usual rainy, gloomy weather. A break in the clouds, one might say. And Demyx was waiting in the alleyway, waiting for that one person to cross his path. That one person he wanted more than anything else. He wanted to set him on fire without the use of his magic. Dusk was setting in and Demyx was ready, ready for the footsteps that were echoing on the stone.
Axel had no idea what awaited him at the end of the pathway. The redhead could sense something, but it was something that he couldn’t put his finger on, not something threatening, but something. Something was watching his every move, waiting for him to take another step. But Axel knew he could handle whatever came. At least he thought he could.
The Flurry barely had any time to react before he was swept into the alley in a fluid, but surprisingly rapid, movement, pushed up against the wall. Demyx was pressed up tight against him, lips near his ear, whispering huskily.
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
Axel’s emerald irises questioned the water mage’s actions, silently asking while withholding the surprise Demyx knew was there.
“I want you.”
And with that, Axel had no time to respond, no time to retaliate, prevent, to question further. Demyx made sure that his mouth was immediately occupied, harsh lips bruising against each other. The redhead’s mind was blank; he could only think of the hands down his pants, unbuttoning and pulling down zippers. Demyx smirked a little when he felt Axel’s arms snake up around his neck, and at the slight moan he heard.
Everything was sloppy, tongues messily sliding in and out of mouths, hands awkwardly in place, pants uncomfortably shoved around knees, spit spat in hands being used as lubrication. The water mage enjoyed the sounds Axel made when he roughly ground against him, the way he didn’t care that his back was getting scratched against the brick. Axel enjoyed the hand pumping his shaft, the way the brunette bit his neck the whole way down. Demyx hoisted The Flurry’s knees over his shoulders, not caring that the half-on pants nearly choked him, instead ducking his head underneath. He watched Axel’s face contort as he thrusted first his fingers, then his cock into him.
The Nocturne was fucking him brutally; Axel didn’t care. His nails were scraping down Demyx’s back, trying to bring him closer, deeper. There was no gentleness in anything, both only focusing on the passion, the rawness of it all. It was soon when they came, respectively in each other’s ass or hand, panting and sweating.
The moment was over, each looking at the other strangely, feeling awkward and disgusting. But Demyx had gotten what he wanted. And that was what lust was all about.