Kinky Bitch

(Chapter summary: Axel lets slip about Roxas' new interest and Demyx jumps at the chance to join in, after all, he just adores splashing around in the water. Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.)

They had completed another successful mission and, just as Demyx was opening a dark corridor, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Wait a moment,” Axel murmured, looking over Demyx’s shoulder at a row of shops. “There’s something I need to do.”

“You want to shop?”

“Yeah, I’ll just be a minute.”

Demyx watched Axel jog across the road to the arcade and disappear through a shop doorway. It was incredible how Axel managed to shrug off whatever distasteful mission they were given. Despite his usual sunny disposition, Demyx always felt a little out of sorts once the missions were complete. Axel, on the other hand, just dusted himself off, gave a cheery grin and acted as carefree as ever. It blew Demyx away sometimes. Usually all he ever wanted to do was head back to his room, listen to a little music and try not to think about what he did whereas Axel would chatter away about whatever it was that he and Roxas were going to do when he got home.

Shaking his head, trying to get images of Axel and Roxas out of his mind, Demyx leaned against a wall and waited for his partner-in-crime. It wasn’t that he envied their relationship; he had no capacity for envy. Still, he did feel a little…well, what did he feel? What could he feel? If he had to put a name to it, he’d call it lonely. Axel had Roxas and he had no-one and it’d be nice, sometimes, to have someone to go home to. And screw. Demyx missed having someone to screw.

“Ya ready?”

“Oh!” Demyx exclaimed, startled by Axel’s sudden appearance. “You done?”

“Yeah, let’s go.”

“What’s in the bag?”

In his hand, Axel carried a large, bulging, plastic bag. It was brightly coloured and filled to the brim.

“Ah,” Axel shuffled, looking slightly uncomfortable. “Stuff for Roxas. He’s got a new, uh, hobby.”

“Really?” If he couldn’t have someone of his own, he was happy to listen to Axel talk about Roxas. He wouldn’t deny his friend that pleasure. “What?”

“It’s uh…” swapping the bag between his hands, Axel hesitated. “He’s kinda into watersports.”

“Really? Awesome! I love watersports!”

“You do?”

Nodding enthusiastically, Demyx grinned.

“Totally. Favourite thing to do!”

“Cool. I’ll tell Roxas. Maybe he’d like it if you joined in sometime.”

Axel’s happy expression cheered Demyx and he nodded again.

“That would be great!”

Three days later, Roxas approached Demyx in a hallway. He glanced around furtively and pulled Demyx to the side.

“Axel says you’d like to join us. Is that right?”

“I’d love to,” Demyx beamed. “If that’s okay with you?”

“Yeah, yeah. It’d be fun with three. Do you have all your own, y’know,” Roxas flapped his hands. “Equipment and stuff?”

“I think so…” After a mental run through of his inventory, Demyx nodded. “Yup, I’ve got everything we’ll need.”

“Great,” Roxas replied, appearing to relax. “Come to my quarters tonight, after dinner. And come prepared!”

Excited and full of anticipation of a fun evening ahead, Demyx found it hard to concentrate on his duties. The afternoon dragged by, time moving so slowly that Demyx wondered if the clock on the wall had actually stopped. Finally, dinner time rolled around and he wolfed down his meal, constantly glancing over at Roxas and Axel who looked back at him with barely-concealed amusement. Yes, the evening was full of promise.

Demyx made his way to the room Axel and Roxas shared, dragging behind him a bag filled with items to make the night go perfectly. He reached the door and before knocking, reached up and pulled his goggles down over his eyes.

“Hey, you made…” Axel looked Demyx up and down. “Holy shit, Demyx! Is that a snorkel?”

“Mph!” Demyx tried to reply, then removed the mouthpiece. “Yeah, it’s good for starters. Once you’ve got a bit more experience, you can try the tank.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Oh sorry! You didn’t mean scuba diving? Sorry, I just assumed that was what you meant,” pulling his bag up, Demyx raked around inside. “Were you thinking about surfing, because I love that too!”

Met with nothing but a stony silence and an even stonier face, Demyx shifted uncomfortably. He had a bad feeling, like he’d got something completely and utterly wrong.

“Axel?”

“You…uh, you’d better come in, Dem.”

Axel stepped back to let Demyx enter the room, and when he did, the first thing he saw was Roxas, sitting in the middle of the room wearing an all-in-one, powder blue suit with a white t-shirt underneath. He stared at Roxas and Roxas stared back at Demyx, chewing on the pacifier in his mouth.

“Wh-what’s going on?”

Demyx’s bag hit the floor with a thud and he gaped at Roxas. The floor around him was scattered with toys, teddies and a few brightly coloured rattles. A pack of diapers sat on the bed alongside a drum of wet-wipes. It was a bizarre scene to take in, growing in weirdness when Roxas threw his pacifier at Axel and pointed meaningfully towards his mouth.

“Sorry, I was in the middle of feeding him. Grab a seat.”

Moving the pack of diapers to one side, Demyx sat down on the bed and watched as Axel reached for a bowl full of what appeared to be mashed apples and a spoon, then sat down in front of Roxas.

“Okay Roxie, you ready for some more? Nummy!”

As if it were the most natural thing in the world, Axel spoon fed Roxas, wiping up dribbles of food and cooing over his boyfriend. Roxas, when he wasn’t spitting out the food, ate happily, giggling whenever Axel made aeroplane noises as he ‘flew’ the spoon towards his mouth. Unable to speak, Demyx could only watch the scene unfold in front of him in confusion and curiosity.

"Last bite, Roxie. Are you ready for it?"

"Da! Da-da-da!"

Clapping his hands, Roxas opened his mouth wide, ready for his last spoonful. He gave a sigh of contentment as he ate the apples, then reached towards Axel, waggling his fingers.

"Aww, does Roxie want a cuddle?"

Sweeping Roxas into his arms, Axel hugged and rocked his lover. On the bed, Demyx cleared his throat.

"Guys? What's going on?"

"Well, Demyx," pausing, Axel pressed a kiss to Roxas' brow. "This is Roxie, my baby. He's my baby and I'm his daddy and this is what we get up to in the privacy of our room."

Trying to digest the information, Demyx remained silent and watched Axel tickle a giggling Roxas. Okay, if this was what turned them on, that was fine. It wasn't his place to judge. He didn't understand why he'd been invited along, though.

"You said watersports. I don't understand..."

"Baby-Roxie likes a different kind of watersports, Dem. He likes the kind you do to yourself."

"I still don't-"

He was interrupted by a high-pitched whine from Roxas, who was clinging to Axel and rubbing his groin against his lover.

"Okay, Roxie, I hear you but I'm talking to uncle Dem right now so you're gonna have to wait a minute," Axel said, rubbing Roxas' back, soothingly. "Part of this is that Roxas likes being a baby and another part, well the other part is this."

Shrugging Roxas off him, Axel pushed his lover down until he sat back on the floor. He unhooked the straps on Roxas' overalls and started to tug them down. Once they were at his waist, Axel pushed him down until he lay flat on the floor then pulled the overalls off completely. Underneath, Roxas wore a diaper.

"He's wearing a-a-"

"Yeah, and he's all wet. Aren't you, Roxie?"

Demyx watched in horrified astonishment as Axel pulled the tabs on the diaper and unfastened it. Sure enough, when he peeled it off Roxas, Demyx could see it glistening with wetness. Risking a glance at Roxas' face, Demyx could see that he was flushed with arousal, if his now-uncovered erection was anything to go by.

"Hey Dem, pass me the wipes?"

Demyx did as asked and Axel discarded the soiled diaper and started to clean Roxas.

"Looks like Roxie has another little problem for daddy to take care of."

Just when Demyx thought the scene couldn't get any more bizarre, he watched as Axel tossed aside the wipe, then dip his head and lick up Roxas' cock while Roxas cooed and gurgled happily. Demyx shifted uncomfortably, growing aroused himself as Axel licked and sucked his lover's erection. Ill-prepared for this sort of game, Demyx almost panicked at the realisation that it was turning him on, but seeing the joy on Roxas' face, he wondered how it felt to be in that position. Abandoning adulthood and acting like a baby. Of having someone look after him and take care of his various needs the way Axel took care of Roxas'.

"Da-da!"

Roxas cried out, arching his back and driving his cock deep into Axel's throat. Demyx could see Axel's throat ripple as he swallowed down Roxas' spunk and let out a needy whimper of his own. The other two heard him and panting, looked up at him.

"Hey, Roxie," Axel said quietly after allowing Roxas' spent cock to slip from his mouth. "I think uncle Demyx needs some help now. You want to help him?"

Briefly wondering what Axel meant, Demyx soon understood when Roxas lifted his hand and placed it over Demyx’s covered erection. He looked at Axel in embarrassment.

“I’m sorry! I couldn’t help it!”

“Don’t worry about it, Demyx. It’s why we invited you here, remember? To join in with us.”

To join in with them? That mean that…

“Oh.”

“Lemme just do this first. Pass over a diaper, Dem.”

Demyx stretched across the bed, grabbed a diaper and passed it to Axel. He spotted a bottle of baby powder and took that too.

“Here,” he said, holding out the bottle. “You might want this as well.”

“Thanks, Dem,” Axel replied, taking the powder and sprinkling it over Roxas’ genitals and ass. “I’m still pretty new to this whole fatherhood thing, so sometimes I forget.”

“No problem.”

Roxas lifted his backside for Axel to slip the diaper under, but before Axel managed to fasten the diaper, Roxas let out a small dribble of pee. Watching the stream trickle over Roxas’ abdomen, Demyx grew harder, unable to believe he actually found this arousing.

“Naughty Roxie! Now daddy’s going to have to clean you again and poor uncle Demyx is going to have to wait,” making a big show of taking out a wipe and cleaning the urine off Roxas, Axel gently admonished his ‘baby’. “You only pee when you have the diaper on and if you can’t behave, I’ll have to spank you.”

“Da-da!” Roxas replied in babytalk. “Gaah, da!”

“Yeah, and you’d love a spanking wouldn’t you?”

Demyx wished he could watch that. The idea of Axel spanking Roxas’ bottom was now firmly lodged in his mind and he knew that, after this night was over, he would have plenty of images to fuel his fantasies. He’d be lucky if he ever emerged from his room again!

“All set!”

Fastening up Roxas’ suit again, Axel pulled his lover to his knees then pointed over at Demyx.

“Okay kid, time to show uncle Demyx what you can do.”

With an un-childlike smirk, Roxas crawled over to Demyx and kneeled between his legs. Licking his lips, he reached out, placed a hand against Demyx’s stomach and gently pushed until their guest took the hint and reclined on his elbows. Once satisfied with Demyx’s position, Roxas fumbled with his zip, tugging it down and, with slightly shaking hands, reached in to his trousers to pull out his erection. At the contact, Demyx shivered, his head falling back. It had been so long since someone touched him there and, combined with his arousal and the scene Axel and Demyx had performed, he knew he would struggle to control himself. It was almost all over when Roxas touched his lips to the tip of his erection, placing a gentle kiss on the head before sucking it into his mouth, but somehow, through sheer will and determination, Demyx managed to keep from blowing his load there and then.

“That’s it, Roxie, nice and slow. Let uncle Demyx see what he’s been missing.”

Axel’s commentary in his ear contributed to Roxas’ stimulation of his cock. He struggled to lift his head so he could watch Roxas lap at his cock, Axel’s hand was on the back of Roxas’ head guiding him and leading him into bobbing his head. It was so hot, the hottest thing that Demyx had ever experienced and in an embarrassingly short time, he felt his cock swell and burst in Roxas’ mouth. His orgasm was intense and Roxas struggled to swallow everything. The sight of his own semen dribbling from the corner of Roxas’ mouth spurred Demyx on, his hips bucking as he pumped into his friend’s mouth.

“Oh…oh fuck, Roxie!”

He was spent. Exhausted and drained and wholly satisfied, Demyx remained where he was while Axel tidied him away and Roxas crawled up onto the bed and curled up beside him, yawning.

“Roxie’s tired now,” Axel observed, ruffling Roxas’ hair. “Go to sleep baby, I’ll see uncle Demyx out. Maybe he’ll come back again and visit you soon,” turning to Demyx, Axel raised an eyebrow. “How ‘bout it, Dem? You willing to babysit for me sometime?”

“S-sure, yeah! It’d be a pleasure.”

Casting a final glance over at the napping Roxas, Demyx stood up, grabbed his bag and walked over to the door.

“Sorry about the misunderstanding, Axel, but I’ve got it now. Your secret’s safe with me.”

“Appreciate that, man. And we’re serious about that offer. If you wanna join in, just say. Roxas kinda gets off on all of this.”

“What about you?”

Hand stealing to his crotch, Axel rubbed his very obvious erection and smirked.

“My guilty pleasure is jacking off in his hair while he sleeps. It pisses him off, but it’s a good punishment if he hasn’t blown me, right?”

Chuckling softly, the two men said goodnight and Demyx left Axel and Roxas’ room. He was still a little shocked at what happened, but not disgusted. If anything, he was intrigued to see what other games they came up with. He would definitely be taking them up on their offer!

The following morning, Demyx had to fight down his embarrassment at seeing Axel and Roxas at breakfast. The memories of the previous night were very fresh and, although Roxas wore his usual Organisation uniform, the image of him in diapers was still firmly in Demyx's mind. Stuttering a hello, he couldn't quite meet their eyes until Axel ruffled his hair and Roxas punched his arm. They sat together, eating their breakfasts and chatting about nothing in particular. When it was over, the three of them left the dining room and went to prepare for their missions.

"See ya, Axel. See ya, Roxie."

Before he could take another step, Demyx found himself thrown up against a wall with a face full of angry Roxas.

“Roxas, Demyx. Roxas,” he snarled. “Never Roxie outside the bedroom. Got it?”

“Yeah, got it!”

Roxas let go of Demyx’s collar and dusted him down, smiling pleasantly up at his friend. He stood on tiptoes and kissed Demyx’s cheek.

“Good. See you tonight, uncle Demyx?”

Demyx nodded his response then quickly ran off, back to his room. He had to take care of something before he headed out.

The end.