A Word Edgewise

Sora suddenly stopped running, nearly making Donald and Goofy run into him. They were running to help their friends, Leon and the others, fight the swarms of heartless that were descending onto Hollow Bastion. The reason they stopped was because a black portal had started opening in the ground before them, inky darkness rising out of it, to form Organization XIII's Number IX, Demyx.

Demyx suddenly looked surprised to see Sora, Donald, and Goofy there. For a moment he was wordless, when he began the warp no one was anywhere near where he planned to warp, now there were three people, three enemies, he hated to fight. Searching his mind, knowing he couldn't look like a fish out of water forever he finally said, "Hey, you guys are looking lively." He tries to be cheerful, hoping that they would choose to let him be, truth be told, he didn't want to die.

"Scram!" Donald screamed at him, hurting his feelings, didn't these guys know that even those without hearts still felt?

"Didn't we catch you messing around in the Underworld? How'd a wimp like you get into Organization XIII?" Sora had basically ignored his friend's comment, but he saw its effect on the Mohawk sporting water musician. This time his reaction was to gasp and to lean back into this odd dance thing. "I bet you can't even fight," Sora added.

"Yeah, but we can!" Donald shouted out. Sora wanted to stuff his keyblade into Donald's bill to shut him up, but he hid it well, he wanted to see the reactions of the Organization member.

His tone changed...again...did this Nobody have multiple personalities? He was wagging his finger in a rather childish way, but his tone was serious, or at least it sounded serious, "You shouldn't judge anyone by appearance." The three friends summoned their weapons, expecting the Mohawk Organization member to attack them; instead, he started looking for a way to escape. Suddenly he turned around and put his finger to his head, talking to himself...again... "Oh...I told them they were sending the wrong guy..."

The group of friends relaxed their battle ready stances, realizing the guy wasn't going to attack...at least not yet. "Who is this kook?" Sora asked.

"Remember, the Organization's made up of Nobodies," Goofy said, as if that explained everything.

"Right--no hearts!" Sora said, though that still didn't explain why the guy was such a nut job...or maybe it did...

Demyx must have heard Sora say that because he turned around and said, "Oh, we do too have hearts! Don't be mad..."

Donald opened his mouth to say something, but Sora suddenly got the idea to see if Demyx could prove whether or not he did indeed have a heart. With that in mind, he sprinted forward, Donald's words dying before they even left his mouth, as the brunette keyblade wielder jumped the musician, who had attempted to summon his Sitar, but had been jumped before he managed it.

Demyx expected a punch in the face, after all the keyblade was now out of the Somebody's hand, instead, he felt warm lips descending on his own. He was shocked to say the least, but when the shock died and he found the brunette was still kissing him, he kissed back, rather than thought, were Sora's friends still in shock?

Meanwhile, Donald and Goofy had been in shock, the moment they came out of it they had run forward to knock some sense into their obviously senseless friend, only to run head long into an invisible barrier, those invisible barriers were beginning to get annoying, popping up with out warning.

Sora kissed Demyx like there was no tomorrow, which, in reality, there might not be. The musician was so still, like someone hit the water user with a particularly powerful Blizzaga spell and froze him with the very water he uses, at least he wasn't as cold as that. He was vaguely aware of Donald and Goofy hitting the invisible barrier that he had called up to keep them out of this before the Mohawk sporting man under him began to respond to the kiss, moving his lips against the keyblade wielder's.

Sora opened his mouth and licked the lips below him, happily letting his tongue dive into the other's mouth. He didn't have a taste like strawberries and cream, or any romantic nonsense like that; he tasted like pure water, hot pure water, that is. Demyx's tongue seemed to attempt to battle for dominance, but he gave up when Sora's hands tweaked one of his nipples, he wasn't even aware his coat had been opened. Demyx's world dissolved into nothing but the keyblade wielder who was tweaking and rubbing one of his nipples before moving to the other.

Sora finally broke the kiss pleased to see that the Nobody below him had a positively debauched look to him. His Mohawk wasn't standing quite so vertically, bits of it had fallen into the musician's eyes, his lips were swollen and looked to be bruised, his coat was opened to reveal bare chest and hard nipples, but the most debauched look of all came from his eyes; shining with lust and need, they were half lidded and staring right into Sora's clear eyes. Sora chuckled and leaned forward to breathe into Demyx's ear, "Want more?"

Demyx moaned as Sora's warm breath tickled his ear, he felt himself becoming hard, and to answer the question he arched his hips up to grind his developing erection against Sora, any part of Sora, he ended up grinding the younger one's thigh. "Eager, aren't we?" Sora replied with a devilish smirk. Demyx nodded, an awkward motion, considering he was laid out on the ground, he was definitely going to have a bump on the head in the morning, and probably sore muscles, too.

Sore removed his shirt and tossed it over his shoulder as he stood to remove his pants. The musician wasted no time in removing his own clothing with the weight of the brunette off of him, removing a bottle of lotion that he used to prevent calluses from using his sitar.

Meanwhile, Donald and Goofy looked on in morbid fascination, it was like watching a train wreck, you wanted to look away, but you couldn't. Donald felt sick and wavered on his legs like he was going to collapse. Goofy's eyes were wide and his hand was in his mouth, he was a bit worried about his friends, Donald looked ready to faint, and Sora...Sora had obviously lost his mind.

Sora finished removing his clothes and noticed that the musician had done the same, he also noticed the bottle of lotion that he had pulled out. "Well, aren't we eager?" he said again, dropping down over the Nobody. His lips descended over the others, again, as his hands moved up and down Demyx's naked sides. Demyx's hands weren't still either they were rubbing the other's back, mussing hair that was already mussed, groping ass cheeks that felt like pillows of steel, if it were possible, and generally trying to memorize the feel of every touchable inch of the naked body above him.

Sora grabbed the lotion as he disconnected his lips from the other's, snaking his way down the hot body beneath him. He squeezed a little of the lotion on his fingers, rubbing them together to coat them in the moist stuff. Before the lotion had a chance to fully sink into the skin he pushed his hand beneath Demyx's ass, the Nobody lifting his hips for better access. Sora rubbed the crack of the ass below him while he licked patterns along the flat stomach of the man.

He slowly pushed a finger in, as his tongue dipped into Demyx's belly button. He was kind of disappointed to find that the musician had no piercings or tattoos, but the expanse of pale skin didn't need them to be attractive. Demyx moaned at the intrusion into a hole that wasn't intended for entrance, despite that, he loved it, he wanted, "Moooore," he breathed.

A chuckle came from Sora's throat as he moved the digit in and out of the tight hole it was in, spiraling it outward, slowly widening the hole. When he thought it would fit, he squeezed the second finger in, causing Demyx to moan incoherently. He finger-fucked Demyx with the two fingers spiraling and scissoring the pair of fingers making the hole a little bit wider each time, as he allowed the spiral a slightly larger radius and the scissors a slightly wider space.

Demyx looked Sora right in the eye, the lust from early still present, now, however, it was painfully obvious that he was lucid again; where as before, he had been drunk off of the lust. "I want to feel you in me," Demyx breathed, "I want to feel...everything."

Sora nearly groaned, instead he busied himself with slicking up his cock, which, while average for a grown man, was actually big for his age. He removed his fingers from the slicked hole and positioned himself so that the head of his cock was brushing against it. Anchoring himself over the musician he slowly pushed his way in. Demyx groaned in pain as he was stretched and pleasure as he was filled completely. Sora kissed his neck where it met his collar bone and shoulder, lightly sucking on it. Before he knew it the pain had diminished and all he wanted was the other to move, he shifted his hips to get the point across.

Sora stilled upon pushing in all the way, letting Demyx adjust to the intrusion, when he felt the Nobody shift his hips he started moving. Slow, shallow thrusts intermixed with fast, deep thrusts, the random speed and depth seemed symbolic of something, but not even Sora knew. Demyx moaned as Sora grunted. Sora changed angles every once in awhile, until "SOOOOOOOOORAAAAAAA!!!" Demyx screamed and arched his back, bliss appearing on his face.

Sora vaguely heard a thud from beyond the barrier he had all but forgotten about and figured it was Donald. He was vaguely amused that neither friend had started shouting at him, trying to talk some sense into him, but then again, maybe they were in too much shock. His thoughts centered on Demyx again when he felt the other's hands groping and clawing his back. Sweat beaded down their bodies, their hair falling into their eyes.

But, like all good things, Sora felt the tension building, it was coming to an end. He leaned down and said, "Touch yourself; I want to see you come."

Demyx moaned and moved his hands from Sora's back. He gripped them around his erection, squeezing it before pumping it as erratically as Sora's thrusts into his body were. He rubbed the tip, spreading his pre-cum around it, he brought one of his hands up and licked it, looking directly into Sora's eyes.

Sora squeezed his eyes shut, gritted his teeth, and came. Demyx did so much follow as he came nearly at the same time, screaming, "SOORAA!"

Sora collapsed on top of the musician, breathing heavily. They stayed like that for awhile, catching their breath before Sora finally rolled off.

"That was fun," Demyx said, "care for another go, some time?"

"Sure," Sora said as he put his clothes back on. Demyx did the same. Both looked over at their audience. Goofy's eyes looked as round as saucers and he was wavering on his feet. Donald, meanwhile, was passed out next to Goofy, little stars floating around his head.

The End

Epilog:

Sora explained to his friends his attraction to Demyx and that he wanted to see if it was possible for the Organization member to have a heart, or at least part of one. Together, the four made their way to The World That Never Was. There they met Riku, who looked like Xehenort's heartless and Kairi who escaped from Saix.

Saix mistook Riku for Xemnas and began chasing after him calling him "MANSEX!!!"

Axel joined the group and when it turned out both Demyx and Sora were attracted to him as well, they made it a threesome.

Kairi was rescued and surprised everyone with a love for Xigbar. Luxord and Xaldin lived out the rest of their days together.

As for Xemnas, he was stopped. When he was stopped, all the hearts collected in Kingdom Hearts went back to their proper owners, which included Saix, Xigbar, Luxord, Xaldin, Axel, and Demyx.

Namine rejoined with Kairi, it turned out she like Xigbar, too.

Everyone lived happily ever after. Well except Riku, who couldn't return to his original form, and Saix who could never seem to catch his "Mansex." Oh, and Donald, too, who had to go into therapy.

The End, really, this time.