The Fine Art of Phonesex

Axel was lying in his room one night, reading a random magazine he’d picked up. Something about celebrity this and that—enough rumors and gossip to keep someone like Marluxia entertained for centuries. Obviously, this meant he was bored out of his mind. He practically jumped out of his bed when his cell phone went off suddenly, blaring a MIDI version of some classical tune at him. He snatched it up, flipping it open.

“What?”

“Is that any way to answer the phone?” the voice on the other end began. Axel smirked, recognizing the slightly nasal, slightly whiney voice.

“Hey Demyx, how’re you doing?”

“I’m fine~ a little bored, but you know. It could be worse.”

“Yeah, you could be here taking orders from Señor Fruitcup.” Axel grumbled.

“Still ruffled that he’s your superior?” Number IX asked, the fact that he was smiling and highly amused was evident in his voice. Axel rolled his eyes.

“Duh. I’m just annoyed that he’s the one in charge when I’m the senior here.”

“Heh, I should start calling you Axel-Sempai.”

“Nah, I wouldn’t go that far.” Axel said with a slight chuckle. Demyx was just so damn cute. “So, why’d you call?”

“Bored. I already told you~” came the sing-song reply.

“So… you didn’t have any particular topic in mind, huh?”

“Not really, no.” Demyx sighed, “I miss you.”

“Yeah, I miss you too.” Axel admitted, leaning back against the headboard of his bed, rolling the magazine up and absently throwing it across the room. He ran a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath. “You know, considering we’re Nobodies, it’s a pain in the ass that I can feel all this loneliness.”

“I’m telling you, I think we do have hearts—at least part of one.”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” Axel closed his eyes, and suddenly a small smile curled the corners of his mouth upwards. “Mm, so what d’you miss most about me? My steady heat next to you in bed after a good fuck or the feeling of my cock buried deep in your tight ass?” His smile widened when he heard a soft groan come from the other end.

“Both, I guess.”

“I miss cuddling you after sex, but I’d say I miss fucking you the most. I’ve had to masturbate a lot these past few weeks, you know.” Axel’s voice dropped to a lower pitch, resembling a growl quite nicely.

“Is that so?” Demyx asked, his voice somewhat strained-sounding. “That’s hot…”

“You bet it is. In fact, my cock’s getting hard just from this conversation.”

“Ahhn, that’s even hotter~ Mine’s getting hard too~” he giggled softly, his hand absently brushing against his crotch as he lay on his bed, feet hanging off the end. He hummed a few bars of a song and sang some of the lyrics over the phone to Axel, “When I think of you, I touch myself~”

“Mm, I’m touching myself right now, Demyx.” Axel said, his hand moving in rhythmic motions over the growing bulge in his pants. “Ahhn, it feels so good…” he moaned into the phone, cradling it with his shoulder and head so he could free up both hands.

“M-me too…” Demyx sighed, his hands teasing his own erection through the thick fabric of his jeans. It wasn’t long before he got fed up with the barrier, reaching down to unzip his pants. “I’m not wearing any boxers~” he said in a teasing voice as he teased himself out of his pants.

“Ungh, that’s fucking hot.” Axel replied, his own hands working on his own pants. He released his erection to the cooler air of his room, wishing for all the world that Demyx could have been there in person to witness this—and eventually join in. He began to slowly stroke himself, his breathing becoming shallow.

“Mm, I wish you were here to see this.” Demyx voiced the same thoughts, his own fingers teasing his heated flesh. A small string of moans escaped his throat, “’Cause I know that—ahhn—you’d touch me too… maybe even—”

“—Suck you off?” Axel supplied as his hands gripped his hard cock, pumping at a steadily increasing pace. “Oh, I would. I’d give you the best goddamn blowjob you’ve ever had in your life.” He continued in between breaths.

“Nibbling on the head—”

“Sucking the underside, then working my way down to your balls—”

“Oh, god I want you so bad, Axel…” Demyx half-whined, letting his other hand slink down to play with his inner thighs as he pumped the shaft. His hips moved into each pump, adding friction and force to each movement.

“I want you too—I wanna feel your tight ass around my cock—it’s so fucking hard, it hurts…” Axel breathed, wishing he could kiss Demyx, wishing he could thrust his tongue into his willing mouth as he thrust his aching flesh into his willing body.

“Ahhn—I wanna feel you fuck me~” Demyx moaned, knowing full well he was colored with a light blush. Sweat trickled down his face from the exertion. He turned his body so that he was propped on his knees, ass in the air. He moved his hips in and out of the tunnel created by his hand. His other hand strayed back to tease his own asshole. “Mm, I’m gonna finger myself, Axel~”

“Ungh, that’s so fucking hot…” Axel moaned in response.

“I’m still tight—just like you like it.” Demyx teased, pushing one finger slowly into himself.

“Shit—” Axel groaned, letting his thumb rub the very tip of his erection while he moved his hand. His other hand was either playing with his sac or tweaking a nipple. His body was trembling from a mixture of desire and reaction to his skilled fingers. “—you’re too much, Dem. When I get back from this stupid job, you can bet I’ll be fucking you like crazy to make up for this absence.”

“I can’t wait—I wanna feel your cock ram into me with such force it makes me scream.”

“Ungh, consider it a promise…”

“Mm feels so good—but not as good as a real fuck.” Demyx commented, having gotten two fingers into his ass. “Ahhn, looks like it’s time to look for Mr. Dildo…” he mumbled, pausing to do so.

“You mean that purple one you got?” Axel asked with a bemused tone, relentless in his teasing of himself.

“That’s the one—Aha! Here it is…” Demyx giggled, covering it with some lube he’d found while searching and began to insert it where his fingers had just been. “Oh yeah, that’s it…”

“God…” Axel’s breath caught for a moment as he listened to Demyx’s soft moans and sounds of pleasure on the other line. “I wish that I was more flexible right about now…”

“Ahhn—why’s that?”

“So I could give myself a blowjob…”

“I hear you could if you removed a few ribs.”

“Too much trouble—I’ll just let you take care of it when we’re back together.” Axel said with a smirk.

“True enough. Mm, I’m really enjoying myself. If this dildo were a little thicker it might compare to you.” The ninth member mused, stroking himself in time to the rhythm at which he pushed the toy into and out of himself. “And for the record, I love these hands-free phones.”

“I so need one.” Axel moaned, almost dropping his phone from its resting place between his ear and shoulder. His hands were moving quicker now, and slightly more erratically.

“Need one what—a dildo?”

“There’s that—but I think I’d prefer a vibrator.” Axel laughed, breathing heavily into the phone, “Ah, feels like I’m gonna cum soon…”

“I’ve still got a little ways to go.”

“Really? Even if I tell you that my cock’s dripping with pre-cum and—” Axel paused as he dipped his fingers into the droplets that adorned the tip of his erection and brought them to his lips making sure Demyx could hear him suck them clean. “—Mm so delicious.” Demyx groaned in response.

“Ok, well… maybe that shaved off a few minutes~”

“Oh, good. ‘Cause I’m about to cum all over myself. Too bad you ain’t here to lick it all off… that would be so perfect.”

“Believe me, I’m wishing I could.” Demyx said, letting a soft moan emerge from his dry throat as a few strands fell from his mohawk into his face. “I want to be Axel-fucked like crazy.”

“Holy shit, I’m gonna—Ahhn! I’m coming—!! Ah, Demyyyyx!!” Axel half-screamed into the phone, his essence spilling from his body. He shivered, moving his hand still, more out of reflex than anything as a few more droplets of cum flowed out of him. Most of it ended up dripping down the sides and all over his hand, which he brought to his lips to clean off. “Tastes good, Dem.” He whispered.

“I bet it does…” the dirty blonde moaned, “Ah, so close…!” he said, moving his hand at a furious pace before achieving his own release. “Oh GOD—Axel—!” he screamed, ejaculating all over his sheets, feeling his body’s aftershocks as he slowed the pumping of his shaft and eventually stopped. “Fuck, now there’s a wet spot on my bed…”

“Dumb ass.” Axel laughed, his breathing slowing back to normal. He licked his finger lazily, making sure it wasn’t sticky or anything. His other hand went back to holding the phone. “Well, I guess that’s not as bad as having a pain in the neck…” he winced as his neck protested to having been in the same uncomfortable position for a little less than half an hour. He heard Demyx giggle on the other line. “What’s so funny?”

“Guess who’s here for a visit?”

“…I dunno, who?” Axel muttered, “You know I hate guessing games.”

“I’ll give you a hint. His name has an ‘X’ in it~”

“Oh, some hint that is, dumb ass.” Axel rolled his eyes, “All of our names have an ‘X’ in them.”

“Oh yeah… I’ll let him tell you himself.” There was a bit of noise as the phone was exchanged to the visitor.

“Hi Axel.”

“Roxas!” Axel practically squealed. He felt his smile widen, “Hey, what’s up?”

“Nothing much.” Roxas replied, shrugging and making a face towards Demyx that made the musician giggle. “I heard Demyx scream your name and for a sec I thought you were back. Guess not.”

“I see.”

“Yeah, I was minding my own business and I heard him moan—so naturally, I’m thinking maybe I’ll get some threesome action…”

“Someone’s horny…” Axel replied with a smirk. He heard Roxas stifle a laugh.

“Yeah, I guess so.” He said, his voice dropping slightly. “I guess I’ll just have to fuck Demyx here—”

“Fuck, you’re making me hard.” Axel moaned.

“Good.” Roxas smirked at Demyx, crawling over to him on the bed. “’Cause I’m gonna let you listen in while Demyx and I fuck each other.” Demyx groaned. There was a bit more noise as Roxas transferred the phone back to its owner.

“Oh Rox—that’s nice~” the musician sighed as Roxas let his hand stray over his slowly hardening dick.

“God, this is pure torture…” Axel whispered, his hand reaching back down to stroke himself once more.

In the other room, Roxas dipped his head to trail kisses down Demyx’s abdomen, licking his length slowly. Demyx shivered, letting out a half-groan, “Ahhn, Axel—he’s licking my cock…”

“Holy hell…” Axel sighed, closing his eyes for a clearer view of the mental images. “I wish we had video phones…”

“Oh, fuck I forgot this thing has a camera…”

“Yeah, but wouldn’t you have to hang up to send it to me?”

“Dunno. Not willing to risk it—”

“It’s ok, I have a more than adequate imagination.”

“Good—Ahhn!!” Demyx screamed as Roxas gazed the tip of his cock with his teeth in a ‘you’re talking about the wrong things’ sort of way. He heard Axel laugh softly on the phone.

“Guess you were getting too far off topic.” He murmured, his strokes becoming faster. He heard Demyx’s breathing getting faster on the other end.

“Mm, Axel—he’s nibbling on my nipples…” Demyx continued his commentary, “His hands are working my cock… Ahhn, it feels so good~”

“Oh, god… this is getting heavy…” Axel mumbled, tunneling his hand around his throbbing erection, pumping his hips into it. He opted for putting the phone on speaker mode rather than having his neck get another crick in it. The electronic was lying near his ear on the bed as he rocked his hips into his hand.

“Ah—he’s fingering me, Ax—” Demyx was cut off by Roxas’ searing kiss as the blonde slipped his fingers into the musician’s entrance.

“Ooh, Axel… Demyx is so tight…” Roxas teased into the earpiece the older teen wore. “He’s biting his lip, Ax. It looks so sexy~”

“Fucking hell, this is insane…” Axel moaned, feeling sweat trickle down his face. His hands were pumping his shaft, playing with his balls, anything that felt good. He just wanted to cum again—desperately—but at the same time, he wanted it to last until Roxas was at least close.

“Mm, Axel—he’s pushing his dick into my hole…” Demyx whispered, “Feels so good…” as Roxas slowly pushed his entire length into Demyx, his hands gripping the older teen’s hips. He began to move in and out, slow at first but gradually building speed. It wasn’t long before Demyx had lost the ability to speak coherently and was simply moaning things into the phone.

“God—this feels so—more—! Please—faster—!”

“Oh god—” Axel groaned, letting his thumb brush over the sensitive tip.

“Axel, he’s—I’m getting close—!”

“Me too, Demyx—this is so fucking hot…” Axel managed, listening to the broken conversation was more than exhilarating. ‘Now THIS is some good phone sex, that’s for damn sure.’ The redhead thought, biting his lip as he stroked his cock faster for his impending release.

“Ooh, Axel…I’m about to cum—I’m—AHHN!” Demyx screamed, spilling himself on the sheets a second time. Roxas moaned and came soon after, loud enough for the earpiece to pick it up. That drove the redhead over the edge.

“Fuck, me too—!” Axel screamed as his entire existence crashed down to nothing more than the feeling of his hand around his cock and exploded forth with more force than the last orgasm. He shivered, pumping the softening flesh a few more times before stopping.

“I will.” Roxas replied sleepily, leaning over Demyx’s shoulder to talk into the earpiece.

“You will what?”

“Fuck you too. S’what you said just now.” The blonde said with an audible smirk. Axel laughed.

“You heard that? S’not what I meant, but I’ll take you up on the offer anyhow.” The redhead murmured, trying to get his breathing back to normal. “Shit, that was the best goddamn phone sex session I’ve ever had.”

“Yeah…” Demyx chimed in, “I have the volume up kinda loud on this thing, and you were screaming pretty loud.” Roxas laughed suddenly.

“What d’you suppose Marluxia’s gonna say to you about this?” the younger teen asked.

“Eh, I don’t give a flying fuck.” Axel replied. “I’m going to bed, guys. Thanks for letting me listen in on your hot-as-fucking-hell sex romp.”

“Mm, our pleasure I’m sure.” Demyx replied, “We’ll be waiting to pounce you when you get back~”

“Whoa, I can hardly wait.”

“You bet! It’ll be the most mindblowingly awesome night of your life.” Roxas stated.

“Ooh, that makes me impatient~” the redhead drawled, “Well, g’night to you sick, twisted freaks.”

“As if you can call us that, clown-face.” Demyx teased, “G’night, Ax. Can’t wait to feel you here with me again.” He flopped over on his back and hung up the phone, snuggling with Roxas as they fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Axel stared longingly in the direction of the other castle, “Can’t wait to see you again, Rox… Dem…” he whispered as his eyes slipped shut and he fell into another troubled, dreamless sleep.
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Author’s Note: Sort of a threesome, in loose terms, huh? Also, experimenting with Roxas being dominant to Demyx. Oh and here’s a link to the image that inspired the fic:

http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/166663/

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And... looking back on this, it probably wouldn't have been likely to have happened this way... But it's PWP. Who cares?