Arcana Tales - KH Edition

Pairing: Marluxia (seme) and Vexen (uke).
Grade: Yaoi.
Tarot Card: 02. The High Priestess, Intuition.

“GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!!”

Marluxia let out a disgruntled yelp as a sudden sheet of ice plastered itself to the side of his face. He rubbed his cheek, brushing away some of the ice. “That’s not nice, Vexysexy. I was only giving you a hug.”

“YOU GRABBED MY ASS!!” the ice demon snarled, pointing at him menacingly. “Do that again, and I’ll ice you into the next millennia!!”

“But… But then you’d be all old, and wrinkly, whereas I would still be fresh-faced and in my prime.” Marluxia pointed out, then paused with a thoughtful look. He shot Vexen a devious look and said, “It’s unsettling how easy it is to see you as a dirty old man, Vexysexy.”

“Stop talking.” Vexen snapped moodily, storming off. “I’m in no mood for this sort of bullshit.”

“Awww, c’mon, sure you are!” Marluxia said, following him. He grinned again. “I bet that’s not all you’re in the mood for either.”

Vexen whipped around, and another slap across the face left a second sheet of ice on the side of the fauna demon’s head, this time reaching into his hair. “DO NOT follow me, you horny heathen!”

“Well, THAT’S a new one for me.” Marluxia said, continuing to follow him. “At least I think it is… Have you ever called me that before, Vexysexy?”

“On numerous occasions! You just don’t pay attention!!” Vexen growled moodily.

At this, Marluxia quirked an eyebrow, taking actual offense to the accusation. “I do so! I know you have a strawberry-shaped birthmark on your lower back! Right THERE!” he yelled loudly, poking Vexen’s side and eliciting a squeak.

“That’s not what I mean!” Vexen snapped before breaking into a run.

“Hey…!!” Marluxia took off after the smaller, faster demon, trying to use his powers to make Vexen trip over a tree root or a bush or something.

But that was one of Vexen’s advantages; he was small and agile, despite lacking strength or stealth, both of which Marluxia had in overdose. Luckily, Vexen also lacked stamina, and soon had to find a hiding place.

Marluxia finally slowed to a walk and looked around. “You’re not acting as mature as you usually are, Vexen.” he said, speaking loudly so the ice demon could hear him wherever he was hiding. He turned his head slightly towards the sound of shallow breathing. “And if you were really, REALLY pissed off, you could easily use your ice powers to annihilate myself as well as the rest of my garden. It IS a weakness to my plants, after all, and without them, I’m no real threat.”

He walked carefully over to an older tree, staring at its roots critically. They were gnarled, and bubbled up before diving back into the ground. His nose caught no scent of Vexen beneath the tree, however, so he gazed up into the thickly-leaved branches. As his eyes wandered, he heard the breathing momentarily hitch and smirked, the tree telling him exactly where his prey was.

It took him two seconds to race up the tree and pin Vexen down on a flat part of the tree. He secured Vexen’s wrists above his head with one hand, pinned Vexen’s neck down with the other, and had each leg entwined to ensure no feet would connect with the back of his head. Marluxia leaned down, nuzzling the pretty blonde hair.

“Gonna tell me what’s bugging you?” he asked, his breath tickling Vexen’s ear.

Vexen mumbled something incoherently into the tree bark, his ears and neck turning a pink color. Marluxia tilted his head, then smirked and leaned forward, biting at the back of Vexen’s neck firmly. The body below him stiffened and relaxed with a soft groan.

“Hmm?” Marluxia’s hips ground against Vexen’s backside. “Sorry, didn’t quite catch that. Try speaking a little louder, love?”

His hand slid down Vexen’s back, allowing the ice demon to lift his head if he so chose. But he didn’t, gaining a smirk from Marluxia. The fauna demon slid Vexen’s black, ripped tank top up and nipped at the exposed flesh with his dangerously sharp fangs. The skin twitched, the back arched, and Marluxia mused, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re in the mating cycle, Vexen.”

He leaned down with a wicked smirk. “Am I wrong?”

When Vexen refused to answer, he found himself flipped onto his back with Marluxia straddling his hips, his feet still miraculously hooked under the blonde’s knees. Vexen raised his temporarily-freed hands to try to shield his brightly-flushed face, only to have them pinned overhead once again as the strawberry-blonde leaned in close with that smug smirk on his face.

“Oh, goody… I’m right.” he purred coyly, biting at Vexen’s neck. “And since it is my duty to see to it that you’re sated during this time, I guess I should oblige.”

“I don’t need your help.” Vexen hissed, glaring off to the side.

Marluxia grinned, nibbling idly at his ear. “If you don’t need my help, then why not just attack me to begin with? Like I said…” He ground his hips against Vexen’s again. “…We both know you could easily subdue me.”

“Shut up. Your logic is stupid.” Vexen said spitefully.

“It’s not logic. It’s intuition.” Marluxia corrected him, smiling when he got a glare in return. “And my intuition says that you’ve got it bad.”

“I do not!” Vexen barked back, leering at him with the blush gaining more power. “And if I did, who’s to say that I wouldn’t just come straight to you anyways? You’ve ‘got it bad’ 24/7! And you follow me around all the time as it is – ”

“Aw, Vexen…” Marluxia purred, leaning in so they were nose-to-nose. “Are you finally confessing that you like me as well? This is turning out to be quite the productive day for our relationship.”

Vexen’s face was now scarlet, and he looked ready to scream; when he parted his lips to retort, he was instantly smothered by Marluxia’s hot mouth. Losing no time, Marluxia’s tongue shot into the cooler orifice, prodding at Vexen’s in an attempt to get him to interact.

And he did. Vexen groaned into the kiss, arching his back upwards until their bodies touched momentarily, then letting it drop. Marluxia’s free hand once again shot under the tank top, claws caressing the soft skin and getting a shudder from his partner.

He growled softly, hands working busily at Vexen’s pants. Then he was gone, and before Vexen had time to wonder where, a hot mouth closed around his bared cock, Marluxia’s purring sending vibrations through the appendage. Those vibrations turned into feel-good tingles as they made their way throughout the rest of Vexen’s body, eliciting a gasp.

Vexen’s fingers laced into the pale rose-colored locks, trying to find a grounding point as the white spots began to appear before eyes. He whimpered, unable to move his hips because Marluxia was holding them down. The fauna demon’s ministrations were slow and cruel, torturous, even – as soon as Vexen got used to one thing, Marluxia would switch and do something else.

His tongue would run up and down the shaft, then turn into teeth threatening to bite into the sensitive flesh if any sudden wrong moves were made. Yet at the same time, Vexen couldn’t help his hips trying to thrust upwards and into the inviting mouth. There was a certain amount of risk involved, but the ice demon seemed to be ignoring it for once.

Marluxia bit at Vexen’s lips again, holding the smaller demon to him aggressively. But when Vexen tried to press their lips together, the taller demon would elude his attempt.

“You gotta say ya want it.” Marluxia taunted, sticking his tongue out.

Vexen’s eyes flashed, and a second later he was scarcely a breath away, looking seductively into the seme’s eyes. “I want it. I want it now.” he murmured huskily.

Marluxia smirked at him alluringly, a small bubble of pride making its way through… Only he could pull this reaction from Vexen, after all. No sooner had Vexen voiced his desire when he was tugging at the fauna demon’s pants, a commanding look in his eyes.

The pink-haired male tutted with a grin. “You’re so bossy and impatient sometimes.” he informed Vexen as he began to undo his pants.

“Keep up your slow pace and you’ll find out just how bossy and impatient I can really be.” Vexen warned with a growl that sent happy glee-shivers through Marluxia’s nervous system.

And then the pants were off, and Vexen was straddling Marluxia’s waist in an attempt to impale himself upon the rigid cock before him. Again Marluxia had to keep his hands on Vexen’s hips to keep him from rushing things, or possibly harming one of the two males. He noted, however, as he flexed his fingers, that Vexen’s ass was a little softer than usual.

“You’ve been lazy lately.” he accused the ice demon, who gave him an annoyed, confused look before Marluxia lowered him onto his shaft. “Why must things always be such a hassle with you?”

“You must not… mind it to much.” Vexen grunted, struggling between relaxing and forcing Marluxia to move as he pleased. “You’re the one… who seems to keep… coming back!”

Marluxia lowered Vexen to the base of his cock, then let his hands slither up underneath the shirt to hold onto the blonde’s shoulders and prevent him from rising. This would have incited even more of the ice demon’s rage, except that Marluxia’s head had slid under the front of the top as well, and the fauna demon was amusing himself by biting and nursing at the supple flesh.

His tongue even flicked across a nipple, and he was rewarded with a light gasp as Vexen’s entire body clenched for a moment.

At that, Marluxia slammed up into the body, freeing his head from shirt so he could see Vexen’s face as it reeled back, a light groan or the occasional mewl escaping those wonderful lips every time Marluxia moved him up and down in an uneven, erratic rhythm that refused to allow him a consistent scale of pleasure. He purred at the sight.

With one last good, solid slam into the tight body, Marluxia brought them both to completion, and made sure Vexen didn’t fall over on the way back down to earth. Pulling the uke off of him, he laid Vexen back down on the ground, fixing his clothes before attending to himself.

Vexen looked at the taller demon, his face still a faint flush. He hesitated for a moment, before saying, “Marluxia? I, uh… Y-You know…”

“I know.” Marluxia smirked. “I love you too, Vexysexy.”

He happily ignored the glare he received.
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In this one, MarMar used his intuition to figure out what was wrong with his Vexysexy, and acted accordingly. Yeaaaaay~!! I know the lesson here isn't very profound, but hey... MarVex. Mm. Yeay.

Roku: Yes, I will be using both decks, if AFF allows it. I may have to break it up, but the plan IS to use all cards. Wee.