Axel. Dude. Buddy. Friend. Ienzo had a crush on you when you were kids. That’s what Isa meant, and why Ienzo used to get all red faced and flustered around you.
Zexion with 37? Like whatever pairing with him, or solo/clones? So long as Zex gets a toy in him idc I just have a mighty need lol
You know that I would write anything and everything for you, my friend. So what better way to fulfill this request than putting it into a very specific AU of mine. :3 I hope you'll like what I came up with for this request!!
More Kink Prompts - 37. Toys
Lights On or Off? AU
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It had been a long week at the Castle That Never Was. The Superior had gotten it into his head that every single member of the Organization had to be out on a mission at any given time of the day. Zexion, while he didn’t mind being a team player, this was a lot for him. So much so that when he was supposed to be out on a mission to Wonderland, he was instead holed up in the library in the castle, hiding away from anyone that could bother him.
“Shouldn’t you be somewhere else?” A voice floated through the air, causing his stomach to churn as he knew that voice. Of course he would know that voice. That voice was one that he heard constantly in his mind. Although the voice usually was saying much filthier things than asking if he was supposed to be somewhere else.
Putting his finger on the book to mark his place, he lifted his head and looked at the Nobody now standing in front of him. “Aren’t you supposed to be in Neverland?” He had seen where Saïx was sending everyone earlier in the morning, and had made a mental note as to where this Nobody was going to be.
“Why, Zexion - are you spying on me? I’m so flattered.” The seat in front of him was pulled out, and soon his vision was filled with a shock of red hair and bright green eyes staring back at him. “Why are you playing hooky?”
“Same reason you are.”
“You hate Xemnas so much, and you wish he was gone?”
Pushing some of his hair off of his face, he gave Axel a look. “You’re not serious, are you?”
“Serious about what?”
“About wishing the Superior was gone?” He’d been having the same thoughts himself. Xemnas was getting really annoying about these pointless missions. They were pointless to him, at least. Maybe they served some purpose - what, he wasn’t sure. Xemnas probably wanted the castle to himself.
Axel gave a poor attempt at shrugging his shoulders. “Are you going to rat me out if I say yes?”
“Why would I ‘rat’ you out?” Zexion had removed his hand from the book, and gave the Assassin an annoyed look. “Do you really think I’d do something like that?”
“Oh, I don’t know.” Axel twirled his finger around some of his hair. “If you’re ditching your mission, and I’m ditching my mission, maybe the two of us should go somewhere else and have some fun.”
It was a phrase that Zexion had secretly been hoping to hear, but wasn’t sure what kind of mood the redhead was in. “Where were you thinking about going?”
“You know, I heard that the Beast’s Castle is pretty nice this time of day.”
“What about Xaldin?” He knew that the Nobody had been assigned to that world today.
“The more the merrier, I say.”
His face heated up, as he knew what Axel was implying. “If that were the case, then I might be more apt to heading to the Underworld.”
“So you’re making me choose between Xaldin and Demyx?” Axel asked, leaning forward on the table, his green eyes now glistening with mischief. “What a terrible offer.”
Zexion snorted. “You will have sex with anything that walks, Axel.”
“So I’m not picky. What’s wrong with that?” Axel stood up, then pushed the chair back up against the table. “Meet me in my room in five if you’re up for an adventure, Zexion.”
He watched the redhead leave the library, his hand closing the book he’d been reading without a second thought. Of course he would be meeting Axel in his room in five minutes. He’d be with him right now if the Assassin had given him the chance to go along with him. But no, it always had to be done in a certain way.
Zexion went to his room and freshened up, then used a portal to head to Axel’s room. He saw the redhead standing there, his arms crossed over his chest, a smirk on his face. “Well, hello.” Axel put his arms around Zexion’s body, and pulled him to be flush against him. “So nice to see you.”
“Like I didn’t just see you five minutes ago.” Zexion reminded him as Axel started to dip him backwards. He closed his eyes and bit back a moan as Axel’s lips came into contact with his own, the kiss sending any thoughts in his mind flying out, to be forgotten about. Axel pressed his forehead against his as their kiss came to an end, Zexion panting softly. “Hello.”
“Come on. Let’s go somewhere fun.”
He was pulled into Axel’s arms, an obsidian portal now surrounding the both of them. He had no idea where he was being taken, and really, he didn’t care. He was happy to be with Axel.
The portal disappeared around them, revealing that they were in the first place that had been suggested. But not with who he thought was going to be there. “Dem?” He asked, seeing the Melodious Nocturne standing by the bed, looking at a very nice collection of items that caused his cheeks to burn. “Axel?!”
“Don’t be mad, Zexion.” Axel pulled him over to the bed, where he tried not to struggle. “Dem here is very interested in spending some time with us today. Isn’t that right, Dem?”
Skilled hands touch his waist as he’s drawn into Demyx’ orbit. “It’ll be fun, Zexy. Don’t worry, okay? Axel told me it might be fun if we took turns, or, we can do it together.”
“You’re going to blindfold me, aren’t you?” Zexion looked at Axel, who was nodding his head. “Fine. I agree. Whatever you two wish to do with….those,” he pointed to the items on the bed, “then do it.”
“You won’t regret it, Zexion.” Axel pulled him away from Demyx.
“I already do.”
It wasn’t true, though. He had no regrets. Not when he saw the assortment of devices that could be used on him. It was a collection they’d been curating together for quite some time now, and Zexion could feel a small thrill of excitement rolling through him, not knowing what would be used on him. A thick dildo they’d picked up in the Land of the Dragons. A double-sided dildo that had been purchased in the bazaar in Agrabah. Nipple clamps that may or may not have been stolen from Halloweentown. A cockring that had been for sale in Twilight Town. Each item had been carefully selected for him, and now he was going to get to experience a multitude of them, thanks to these two Nobodies that knew how to take care of him.
Axel unzipped his cloak, and helped him get undressed. Once all of his clothes were off, the redhead held up a blindfold. “Would you like to be gagged as well?”
“Yes.” He answered quickly, as Axel put the fabric of the blindfold against his eyes. “Gag me.”
“Only for a little bit, because I want your mouth to do other things.”
A deep moan left his mouth. “Forget the gag, then.”
“Whatever you wish, Zexion.”
The room disappeared from his vision as the blindfold did its job. Axel guided him over to the bed, the arsenal no longer on the mattress, allowing him to lay down in comfort. But as soon as he was on his back, he felt one of the nipple clamps touch his right nipple, causing him to moan. “O-Oh.” So that was how this was going to begin.
He didn’t know if it was Axel, or if it was Demyx, who got the clamps in place. As soon as they were on, they were pulled on, making Zexion moan in pleasure. His chest lifted up off the bed, moving with the chain as it was pulled on, the clamps tightening around his nipples. He was pushed back down onto the bed, and then something thick was pushed up against his lips. Moaning low, he opened his mouth and began to lick on the cock that was in his mouth. It felt like Axel’s, but really, it could be Demyx’. Without his sight, and without anyone making any noise except himself, it was hard to tell.
Something thick pushed up against his ass, and he groaned as it was nudged against his puckering hole. The cock inside of his mouth was now rubbing against the roof of his mouth, making his drool spill from the sides of his lips. He felt the toy push into him, covered in oil, and felt his entire body feel like it was on fire. It was the most amazing feeling, as he was played with and teased, all at the same time.
Whoever was playing with the nipple clamps grabbed onto his hand, and brought it to another cock. Zexion was now lost in the pleasure, his mind blissfully blank as he sucked on the thickness inside of his mouth, while touching the girthy flesh with his other hand. Something began to vibrate against his cock, making him choke on the cock in his mouth as he gasped hard, not at all expecting that additional stimulation.
As everything was happening all at once, Zexion was shocked when he felt another pair of hands on his body, bringing his hand up to fist another cock. Both of his hands were now jerking off two different people, while his mouth was full of another person’s thick flesh. The vibrations against his own cock were stimulating to the point of pain, and he reveled in it.
Pushing his hips down, the toy inside of his ass was now hitting him at a depth that made white bleed behind his closed eyes. He tried to moan, but the thickness inside of his mouth made that almost near impossible. So he kept sucking on it, the chains now being pulled on hard, his nipples on fire as he was pulled off the bed by it. The toy in his ass was being pushed in and out of him, the vibration against his own cock making him numb. He began to come, unable to help himself, as the stimulation was too much. His cum pooled on his stomach, his moans coming more and more frequently as he tried to keep sucking on the cock in his mouth, but stopped while he came.
Every single instrument was pulled out and off of him, and he was made to be on his hands and knees. He felt someone underneath him, and then was treated to someone’s mouth on his cock. As that was happening, someone’s cock pushed against his ass. He was then made to suck on another cock - the cock that had been in his right hand was now in his mouth. He was being pushed and pulled all over again, but this time by a physical being and not just a toy.
Zexion lost count how many times he came, and how many times he’d been come on, as each person he was with covered him in their cum. He fell onto the bed, thoroughly exhausted after a few hours, and then felt a soft towel touch his skin, being gentle with cleaning him up.
“How’re you doing, Zex?” Axel’s voice came into his ears, the blindfold now removed by the redhead. “Good?”
He grinned. “Very.” He tried to look around the room, but it was too much effort so he returned his head to Axel’s shoulder. “Where is everyone?”
“They left.”
“Who else was here?”
Axel smirked. “What do you mean? There was only two of us.”
“You know I know that’s a lie.”
“Fine.” Axel hugged him close. “It was Xigbar. You were really going to town on his cock while Demyx fucked you.”
Blushing, he hid his face from Axel. “So you were the one sucking me off?”
“Sure was. You know I love the taste of your-”
“No more.” Zexion groaned, still feeling rather tired after everything. Rubbing his nose against Axel’s neck, he took a deep breath. “Thank you. This was much better than doing some stupid mission.”
“I’ll say.” Axel kissed him on the lips, then they got settled on the bed in the room they favored at the Beast’s Castle. “Get some rest, Zexion. We’ll RTC soon.”
He yawned, and nodded his head. A little sleep would do his body some good. After all of that wonderful playtime, he needed to recharge so he could at least attempt to walk again.
Let Your Colors Fill My World 001/003 - Axel/Zexion - SFW
Title: Let Your Colors Fill My World
Author: Donnie
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts/Final Fantasy VII
Setting: Various
Pairing: Axel/Zexion
Characters: Axel, Zexion, Vexen, Reno, Xigbar
Genre: Romance/Humor
Rating: T
Chapters: 1/3
Word Count: 4323
Type Of Work: Chapter Fic, Part of the Run To Me series
Status: Incomplete
Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, MLM, Secret Relationship, AU - Modern AU, AU - College AU, ABO Dynamics, Mating, No major smut, Vexen is Zexion’s Father, Xigbar Adopted Axel Reno and Marluxia
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything except Axel’s cat Pandora and Zexion’s cats D’Artagnan and Hamlet.
Summary: A thirty kisses meme for Axel and Zexion with an ABO college AU.
AN: Hey guys, it’s me again! Just thought I ought to say, if you want vague updates and to talk to me more, I have Twitter and Tumblr, too! Twitter is Sunshinecackle, and Tumblr is Writteninsunshine! I also have a writing Discord that is currently pretty dead. xD I can PM it to people who want it on FFN, for everyone else, it’s here: https://discord.gg/FyaWw25
I really got into this ship on accident after rping with my husband and it happened on accident. I really can’t help myself, I needed more of them. I hope you guys don’t mind. Here we go!
Let Your Colors Fill My World Chapter Two
Kingdom Hearts Fic Masterlist
Chapter One: Reminded Of Your Pretty Eyes
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(1. Look Over Here)
“And then you-- Axel?” Zexion passed a hand over Axel’s face with a frown, before finally leaning forward and kissing him. That seemed to help get his head back in the game, and the elder man leaned in to chase his lips. Zexion nipped him softly with his teeth and shook his head, “How much of that did you space out for?”
“Huh?” Axel blinked a little bit, staring at him, “What do you mean?”
“You were zoning out. You’re as bad as Roxas.” Zexion rolled his eyes, smiling slightly as he leaned forward, “No wonder you have to be tutored. Apparently you can’t focus unless I touch you. You’re so tactile.”
“What’s that mean?” It wasn’t like Zexion didn’t insult him occasionally, but he didn’t think right now would be the best time. Was that even an insult? Zexion’s entire vocabulary was way higher than his, despite the younger man being three years younger than him.
“You like to be touched.” Zexion stroked his bare palm over Axel’s cheek and the elder man purred, causing him to roll his eyes again. “You need to focus or you’re going to fail this class. You can’t go into accounting if you can’t even pass the basics.”
“I don’t really think I’m going to fail just because I--”
“If you can’t handle the basics, you will fail.” Zexion sighed, straightening up from where he had settled to lean against the table. Crawling into his lap, he scooted into the best possible position to continue. “Will you listen, now?”
“I-- Y-Yes.” Axel murmured into his hair, pressing his nose to the nape of the other’s neck, “I can do it.”
“Then let’s try again.” Zexion took a deep breath. “Now, let’s see… We’ll start back here,” He began, pointing to a page he turned to in the other’s textbook. Axel knew he was in for a long afternoon.
(2. News; Letter)
[Text To: Fire In The Hole] You are never going to guess what happened.
[Text To: Sexion] Wut? Good or bad?
[Text To: Fire In The Hole] What do you think?
[Text To: Sexion] It’s hard 2 tell with u.
[Text To: Fire In The Hole] Meet me at the fence.
Axel was in his backyard in a matter of minutes, and he could almost hear the vibrating of the sixteen-year-old on the other side. Pushing back the broken plank, Axel’s jade eyes met wide cobalt as the younger teen grinned at him.
“Woah, you look bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.” That was something Xigbar had definitely taught him to say. “What’s up?”
“Radiant Garden accepted me to join the Biochem program.” Zexion kept his voice down, but he nearly looked like he could jump for joy. “I’ll be able to begin working in the lab Vexen works for in my second semester.”
“That’s great, Zex,” Axel grinned, crouched in the corner of the yard, “I’m really happy for you.” Even if that meant his boyfriend would probably have to take even more time away from him for studying.
“You sound sad. Didn’t think you’d be my main focus forever, did you, Axel?” He teased, sitting on his knees and scooting close, “Do you need reassurance?” Axel often needed his attention to prove that he was important.
“For what?” Axel tried to laugh, rubbing his hair down against his neck as he scooted closer to face him better, “What are you going to do when you start going to school? Get drunk and mate someone else your first day?”
“Oh, hardly,” Zexion cackled, hiding his amusement beneath his hand, “You’re the only person I can feasibly see myself being even remotely nude around, so you shouldn’t worry. Come here.” Pushing more at the loose plank, he pressed the bridge of his nose to the top of the hole.
Axel eagerly scooted closer, kissing the smaller’s lips and melting into the feeling of it. That was probably better for easing his worries than anything Zexion could have said.
“Anyway, don’t you go to RGU? What sort of partying have you been doing?” Zexion accused playfully when he pulled back, leaving Axel wanting, chasing his lips.
“Getting tutored by a sixteen-year-old.” Axel replied, “And I’m in the math department. Biochem is on the opposite side of campus.”
“Well, we’ll have to meet in the middle for lunch.” Zexion told him, “I’ll let you know what my schedule is when I get it. Maybe we can even talk Vexen into letting you be my ride.”
“I doubt it.” Axel chuckled, “But a little hope never killed anyone.”
(3. Jolt!)
How long had he been sitting outside of McDuck’s Ice Cream Parlor, now? Zexion was sure that he was going to be waiting all day. If Axel kept him there alone much longer, he’d be forced to start eating before he arrived. Sighing, he placed his elbow on the table and his head in his hand as he closed his eyes, pulling a small paperback of Of Mice And Men from his jacket pocket and began to read. The pressed flower bookmark he had had in it made him smile. A birthday gift from Axel when he’d been eleven, something he had kept in pristine condition all this time.
After a few minutes’ worth of reading, he glanced at his phone. Axel had said that that was where they were going to meet… Maybe he was waiting inside. Sighing again and starting to get up, he jolted instead when he felt hands on his hips.
“There you are.” Axel grinned, happy to take the elbow to the chest that had been apparently waiting for him. He chuckled, unable to help himself.
“Hey! Don’t do that!” Zexion exclaimed, frowning, turning fully to face him and placing both hands on his hips, knocking Axel’s grubby hands from them. “You know I detest being surprised!”
“I couldn’t help myself!” Axel chuckled, holding his hands up in a placating gesture as Zexion bopped his shoulder with his palm. “Okay, okay. At least I didn’t use this?” He held up a pen that suddenly looked menacing.
“What is that?” Zexion asked, unamused.
“It’s one of those shocker pen things. Reno boosted it and got me with it.” Axel explained, earning a bristled scowl from Zexion, “I wouldn’t do that to you, Bunny, don’t worry.”
“You had best not.” Zexion answered easily, “If you want me to buy you lunch, still.”
“I won’t, I won’t.” Axel laughed softly, leaning down to kiss his lips. Zexion knocked his hair into his face, leaving Axel to kiss it against his cheek, and he sighed. “I’m sorry.”
“You should be for even considering it.” Zexion flipped his hair back, looking up at him and finally smiled softly, “Let’s get your ice cream. I can’t believe your dad lets you eat that for lunch.” He chuckled, knowing that Vexen would have his head for even thinking about it.
“Okay, okay.” Axel smiled, leaning down again and surprising Zexion with an actual kiss on the lips, “Let’s get lunch. Plus, this place has burgers and stuff, so we can get real food, first.” But only if Zexion made him.
“You and I both know that Vexen won’t think of that as food.” Zexion laughed, pushing at the elder’s face and turning to enter McDuck’s Ice Cream Parlor. Axel was quick to follow, taking his hand once inside the building.
(4. Our Distance And That Person)
It wasn’t every day that Zexion was allowed to get a ride home from someone other than Vexen. Axel had taken Xigbar’s wood-paneled station wagon to Radiant Garden University, and Vexen was working late. Zexion had simply told him he was getting a ride home from a fellow student and that he would be waiting when he arrived with dinner ready. That seemed to be enough for Vexen’s hesitant approval, and the ride home with Axel had begun.
Standing on Vexen’s front porch, with Xigbar’s station wagon parked in his own driveway, Zexion spoke in a flurry of hand motions uncharacteristic to his usually quiet demeanor. Axel hadn’t heard the end of the supposed idiot in Zexion’s Shakespearian Literature class, and it didn’t seem like it would let up any time soon. Catching one of Zexion’s hands, Axel tugged him in for a gentle kiss that caught him off guard and stopped his tirade for the first time in twenty minutes.
“I get it, Zex,” Axel said softly against his mouth, “But didn’t you tell me that more than fifteen minutes of talking about stuff that pisses you off is unproductive?” He remembered it being something about being detrimental if one continued to obsess.
“Mn… And you seek to stop me?” Zexion teased with a soft smile, wrapping his arms around the other’s neck to tug him in tighter. Axel lifted him by his thighs, walking him to the porch swing and sitting down. Holding him close, he guided the smaller to tilt his head and lapped at his lips, easily being accepted as the pair kept contact, Axel’s hands sliding to his hips. With both knees folded on the sides of Axel’s thighs, Zexion scooted in until his knees touched the back of the swing.
It went on like that for a while, until Reno poked his head around the seven-foot-tall privacy fence and spoke.
“Dude, Vexen’s definitely on the block. Scatter!”
Axel deposited Zexion on the porch swing with one final kiss and vaulted over the porch railing in record time, bounding to his side of the fence when the silver Acura NSX pulled past their other neighbor’s mailbox. Once it was parked safely in the driveway, Zexion had already gone inside to start dinner, making a rather decent run of it by chopping as fast as he could. Their chicken carbonara would be done before Vexen was ready to eat, for sure.
Axel watched warily through a hole in the fence as Vexen paused on his doorstep, key in hand, and sniffed. The other Alpha shook his head and entered the house without a word, leaving him sighing softly, sinking down the fence.
“That was close.” Reno commented absently, arms crossed as he looked down at his twin, “I’d say it’s time you convince Zexion to convince Vexen to let him get a dorm room. Maybe then you wouldn’t have to run away every time he got close.”
“I’d still have to run if he came to visit.” Axel replied, “And you can bet that Zexion would get his own room to himself, too. Vexen’s program is incredibly pricey, I hear.”
“Except for the one kid he ushered in without a test.” Reno reminded, “So Zexion’ll get a cozy little love nest for you two that Vexen has access to. So I guess just be careful and don’t take off your shoes.”
“My-- Reno!” Smacking his twin in the thigh, Axel hoisted himself up to his feet and started for the house. “Shut it, you and I both know Zexion wouldn’t tolerate dirt in his room.” Shoes weren’t allowed in his house, they wouldn’t be allowed in his dorm room.
“I know, I know. Clean freak begets clean freak.” Reno paused, “Did I use that right or are you going to go full ham on me?”
“Oh my God,” Axel groaned, “I think you used it right but I’ll be sure to ask.”
“Dude, no!”
“Then don’t try me.”
“I totally helped you, dude, you guys were playing tonsil hockey and you would have gotten killed with an icicle if Vex would have caught you.” Reno murmured, crossing his arms, “So you should be thanking me.”
“Thanks for saving my life.” Axel started, “But you’re being an ass. The dorm room thing is a good idea, though, so I guess I’ll give you that.”
“Finally, point Reno!”
“Yeah, Reno, one, everyone else, a lot more.”
“Shut it, Axe.” Reno groaned, pushing open the door, “Pulled him off the neighbor, dad, we’re good to go for dinner!”
(5. "Ano Sa…" ("Hey, You Know…."))
“I’ve been thinking about moving out to campus.” Axel began one evening, dipping his french fry in his chocolate milkshake and taking a bite, “What do you think?”
Zexion took a long draw from his coffee malt, pursing his lips around the straw and frowning finally when he swallowed and it dropped from his lips. After a moment, he looked over the red lacquered table, their homework spread beside their blue baskets of burgers and fries, sighing heavily.
“So you’d elect to move away from me?” He asked, already regretting the question when it left him. Axel looked heartbroken for a split second before trying on a hesitant smile.
“Well, it would give us more time to be together.” Axel told him easily, leaning forward animatedly, “You could come by my room and we could do whatever we want.” Winking playfully, he waggled his eyebrows and Zexion snorted.
“Provided your roommate doesn’t complain.”
“Well, I'll have to deal with that, not you.”
“What if he says something to the school? Vexen will find out--”
“Vexen won't find out. Trust me, babe, this will be better for us.” Axel tried, reaching across the table and taking his hand. Zexion held it limply, not convinced. Anxiety permeated his scent and all Axel wanted to do was scent him to calm him down.
“I suppose it’s something to think about.” Zexion acquiesced finally, sighing softly as he closed his eyes and took another sip of his malt. After a squeeze to Axel’s hand, they fell into relative silence, seemingly as Axel started to think.
“Hey, you know…” Axel began around a bite of his burger, a glare from Zexion making him swallow before he continued, “What if you got a dorm?”
“What?”
“You’re sixteen now, and Vexen’s on the school board.” Axel told him, “I doubt he’d let you share a room with a stranger, he doesn’t even let you come over to my house.” He pointed out, “So you wouldn’t have to worry about a roommate unless you wanted me to stay over with you.”
That thought had Zexion chewing over his thoughts, another bite of his burger behind him before he spoke once more. Axel found it endearing that he always chewed thoroughly and swallowed before he spoke. That wasn’t common in his house.
“I suppose you have a very valid point.” He finally admitted, drinking down more of the coffee malt he’d found was his favorite at this establishment, “Though convincing him to let me get a room here might be a bit more difficult.”
“How many times have you made and presented Powerpoints to him that have worked?” Axel asked with a sly grin, leaning over the table and nearly uprooting his milkshake in the process, “I know you can do this.” He kissed the other’s cheek, then his lips, and sat back on his side of the booth. “You’ve got this, babe. I wouldn’t steer you wrong.”
“Perhaps not on purpose.” Zexion chuckled, wiping absently at his lips with a napkin. “Very well. I will begin work tonight when I am home. This should be interesting, surely, because Vexen has as of yet decided that I will live at home until I’m his age.”
“You’re never going to catch up to him.” Axel laughed softly, rolling his eyes, “Well, maybe we can convince him that you need to spread your wings, test out being on your own. He won’t be around forever, after all.”
“Indeed.” Even if Reno often said that he was older than dirt. “I’ll have to talk him into it.”
“If anyone can do it, it’s you, kid genius.”
(6. The Space Between Dream And Reality)
“I can’t believe it.” Zexion told him through the fence, leaning on the back wall of it as he sighed dreamily, “My own dorm room, sans medical equipment and a parental figure.”
“It’s going to be so great. I can help you decorate.” Axel sounded more relieved than anything because maybe this was the real start to this five-year-long relationship. Their anniversary was coming up, and he thought it would be good to try and do something for it. Maybe this year they could actually celebrate.
“You can move in, if you want.” Zexion laughed softly, trying to keep his voice down, “I wouldn’t mind having you as a roommate.”
“Vexen would flip his shit.” Axel chuckled, “But I’d like to stay with you as much as I can. I can’t wait to get you to myself.”
“I suppose one Powerpoint was an awfully cheap price to pay for a little freedom and a lot more time with you. But it had better not interfere with my studying and work.” Zexion leveled a finger and wagged it at the other’s face through the hole in the fence.
“You look just like him when you do that. I’m sure he’s proud.” Axel rolled his eyes playfully, scooting towards the broken plank and pressing his cheeks to the wood, pursing his lips. “I won’t, I promise.”
“And you’ll seal it with a kiss?” Zexion chuckled, moving to his knees to place a soft peck on the other’s lips. “Then you had best not fall through on this promise. I need to maintain my studies.”
“I know, I know.” Axel leaned in for another kiss, “You have to maintain contact with me, too. Maybe you can study in my lap, and I’ll just hold you while you work.”
“That… Sounds rather nice, actually.”And brought a heavy blush to his cheeks, to boot.
“You’re beautiful,” Axel said that way too often for Zexion’s comfort, but he accepted the compliment with a tilt of his head to hide his face in his hair. “I honestly think I could--”
“Zexion! What are you doing out here? Shouldn’t you be packing?” Vexen’s voice signaled the end of their rendezvous, and Axel dutifully closed the loose plank so that he wouldn’t be seen.
“I’ll text you.” He whispered before disappearing into his house, and Zexion rose from his spot behind the strawberry bushes to enter the house.
“Yes, I know, Vexen. I was just taking a moment in the backyard, I needed some fresh air.”
“Well, you should know better than to take breaks before your toiling starts,” Vexen began, guiding him into the house with a sigh. The screen door slammed shut behind him, but he closed the inner door gentler, leading his son to his room, where boxes awaited him. He was going to have to take his time, even if he wanted to throw everything in the boxes. If he didn’t, his OCD wouldn’t give him a break.
(7. Superstar)
“No, no, no.” Zexion frowned a little bit as he placed his hands on his hips, weight shifting to his right foot, “That isn’t going up.”
“Oh, come on, Zex, he’s a good musician. Have to support our friends.” Axel pouted, holding up the poster that he and Demyx had made together so he could feel special. “He’s a regular superstar.”
“And he doesn’t get along with me very well.” Zexion pointed out, “I’m not going to stare at Demyx while you’re not here. I said ‘no’. Demyx is your friend, not mine.”
“Okay, okay, jeez.” Axel rubbed a hand through his hair, “I just thought--”
“You thought wrong.” Zexion crossed his arms, “Plus, I know he likes you. That doesn’t help.”
“He does?”
“He does.” Crossing the room to where his poster of the elements had hung up a minute ago, he placed it back on the wall and tacked it back into place. “And I don’t want the reminder every time I look at this wall.”
“Okay, I see your point.” Axel sighed, rolling the poster back up and putting it in his bag. “I’m sorry.”
“...You don’t have to be. I know he’s your friend.” Zexion crossed the room to his bed, sitting down. “Come here.”
Axel listened, walking to him and sitting beside him, head down. Zexion carefully reached over, taking his chin in hand and bringing him forth for a kiss.
“I'm sorry. I just… We really don’t get on well and I don’t really want to see him every time you’re here…” And if Axel got used to staring at Demyx, he might leave. Zexion was always anxious about that because Axel had so many options that were probably better than him.
“It’s okay, babe, I promise. I don’t want to stress you out more.” Living by himself was already bothering the younger teen, and Axel didn’t need to add to that. “I promise, it’s okay.”
“Okay… Thank you for understanding.”
“Of course.” Axel smiled softly, holding his free hand and kissing him again. “Try not to worry so much. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.”
(8. Our Own World)
The fairie lights around the bed were a good touch, and even Axel could appreciate them. They made Zexion’s cobalt eyes sparkle as he looked at up Axel, laying in his bed laden with pillows and blankets like the veritable king he was in his palace. He lay with his head on a cat-themed pillow, one hand curled by his face and the other on his hip. It was a beautiful look on him, and Axel’s breath was caught in his throat.
“Axel?” Zexion asked softly, head tilting a little bit, “You’re staring.”
“You’re beautiful.” Axel purred happily, reaching forward to brush some hair from his face, “You made your room pretty beautiful, too.”
“Thanks.” Blushing a little bit, Zexion nuzzled his nose against Axel’s hand and kissed his palm.
“I love you,” Axel said softly, leaning forward to kiss his lips. “I really do.”
“I… I love you, too.” Zexion replied against his lips, and he nuzzled their noses together, “I’m so glad that you do.” He was always thankful for it.
Despite Vexen trying to tear them apart, the couple was happy to float in their own little world, oblivious to the elder man’s attempts to drive them away from each other.
(9. Dash)
Zexion opened the door to his dorm with his bag on his shoulder, only to find Axel fumbling with his keys. Blinking a couple of times in rapid succession, he looked up at him with a curious glint in his eyes.
“What are you doing here?”
“I was coming to see you between classes.” Axel replied, “But you look like you’re leaving?”
“I have a class in fifteen.” He replied, laughing softly, “So it’s a bad time. I’m not missing Vexen’s class.”
“Oh, shit, yeah..” Rubbing his hair, Axel blushed slightly, “I’ll come back, then.”
Leaning up on his tiptoes, Zexion pursed his lips, and Axel leaned in to kiss him lovingly.
“Gotta run.” Patting his shoulder, Zexion laughed softly as he made his mad dash to Vexen’s class.
“Wait,” Axel started, sucking his own lips into his mouth, “I could walk you most of the way to class?” He offered, clearly wanting to spend at least some time with Zexion. He liked to see him off to class, anyway, making sure the younger man got to class safely.
Zexion considered it, tapping his lower lip with his pointer finger, and finally nodded. “As long as I’m not late, I don’t mind.”
The pair walked together in companionable silence, Axel humming a song stuck in his head as he held the other’s hand. Leading the way to the science building, Zexion leaned his head on the other’s arm, closing his eyes for a second. The crisp fall air was chilly and he was thankful for his scarf, even if it was almost too big and chunky.
“I love the fall.” Zexion murmured, a couple leaves crunching under his boots, “It’s so relaxing…”
“Plus, you love Halloween.” Axel pointed out, “And all things spooky.”
“I do, don’t I?” Zexion chuckled, shaking his head as they arrived at the building. Leaning up on his toes, he delighted in Axel leaning down to kiss him again.
“You do,” Axel replied against his lips, holding the other close as they shared in another long kiss. Zexion didn’t realize how long they had been kissing until his phone began to sing, reminding him that he had a minute left to make it to class. Eyes popping open wide, he pecked Axel’s lips once more before ducking around him.
“I’m almost late! See you later!” He called over his shoulder, rushing into the building to try and make it to Vexen’s class on time.
(10. #10)
“I can’t believe Luxord won’t bet against you. He bets against everyone.” Axel sighed softly, shaking his head. “It’s like he’s scared, he was so adamant about it.”
Everyone had gathered at Luxord’s house for poker that night, and Vexen had brought Zexion along. He played the game like Luxord did, counting cards and folding a lot in the beginning, but in the end, he’d left with everyone’s munny.
“I think he just knows my tricks to play, he knows I’m the best and he won’t take the bet against me because we’d never finish playing.” Zexion smiled slightly, flicking his hair out of his face, watching Axel as he adjusted something on Zexion’s desk.
“You were cheating, weren’t you?”
“I still won the pot.” He replied, shrugging slightly as he placed a few more books on his desk. Zexion was always reading in his spare time, and Axel liked how he smelled like an old library all the time. But he was giving a nonanswer, and Axel knew that that meant that he had definitely cheated.
“That you did.” Axel chuckled, slouching slightly as he paced the room towards the other, taking his waist with his hands. Turning him, Axel kissed him softly on the lips. “But did you have to take all my munny, too?”
“Yes. That’s the point of poker.” He chuckled, “I’ll buy us dinner to celebrate?”
“Yeah, that sounds good. I think I want pizza.”
“Pizza sounds excellent.”
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AN: There we go, part one is finished! It took a little longer than I’d like, but I still like how these are coming out. I hope you guys enjoyed it!
Type Of Work: One-Shot, Part of the 8 Days Of Axel series
Status: Complete
Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, Set During CoM, Vexen’s Death Is A Strong Theme, Zexion is Upset, Illusions, Kisses To Distract From The Pain, Vague Fluff
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything.
Summary: Zexion was upset, understandably, but Axel didn’t want any bad blood between them.
AN: Hey guys, it’s me again! Just thought I ought to say, if you want vague updates and to talk to me more, I have Twitter and Tumblr, too! Twitter is Sunshinecackle, and Tumblr is Writteninsunshine! I also have a writing Discord that is currently pretty dead. xD I can PM it to people who want it on FFN, for everyone else, it’s here: https://discord.gg/FyaWw25
So, I’m really loving these prompts? They do a lot for me. I hope that you guys are liking these because they’re a lot of fun to work on. I’m going to have to keep working ahead of time to get them out, I think. I think getting the day done a little ahead of time is going to be better than posting late. I hope you guys enjoy this!
Kingdom Hearts Fic Masterlist
You Won’t See Me In The Mirror
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“I know what you did.”
Zexion’s voice came from nowhere and everywhere at the same time, and Axel knew this trick. He was obscuring himself on purpose, some form of intimidation tactic, maybe. It wasn’t working, not really. Axel sighed.
“And…?” He asked, raising an eyebrow as he tried to pinpoint where he’d heard the blue-haired man’s voice from. Unfortunately, he was being a dirty little sneak and projecting his voice all around the room. What was Axel to do? It wasn’t like he could dissipate whatever illusion the Schemer was putting on. He had a bad habit of shooting fireballs at nothing whenever Zexion did this sort of thing.
“I think you and I both know that you will pay for it.” Axel was sure he was pacing, now, he could almost hear it. Zexion had a tendency to pace when he was upset, not as much as Vexen had, but he must have picked up the habit from the older man. Green eyes scoured the room for any sign that might give him away, but he couldn’t find a single corner or zipper within the illusion.
“What are you going to do about it? Sic your guard dog on me?” Axel asked, feigning nonchalance as well as ever. Eliminating one of their own had been somewhat jarring, even if he’d never gotten along with Vexen. Something told him that he’d just have to get used to it. Orders were orders and unfortunately, he would do what he was told.
“Lexaeus can stand for himself, though I know that he is upset just the same as I,” Zexion replied, tone biting. “Vexen was my friend, and hardly a traitor to the Organization.” Marluxia’s order wasn’t fair, it wasn’t right! That was the true treason here. And he was mad about it. Injustice wasn’t something he would stand for and had he had Lexaeus with him, well, he wouldn’t have taken to it, either. The pair of them had discussed Vexen’s passing and Axel’s involvement in it; Their final decision was that he didn’t deserve to stay, either.
“So… What areyou going to do?” Axel asked, crossing his arms. There was no point in looking anymore. This was turning into a game he didn’t want to play. All he wanted to do was go to sleep, find a place to curl up and have a nap, and Zexion was invading his ‘Axel Time’. He barely got any of that these days.
“I’m going to…” Zexion wasn’t entirely sure what he planned on doing if he were honest. Something, for sure, but… What? There was sometimes a downside to genius, and it was the fact that he couldn’t just focus on one thing sometimes. Intrusive thoughts about their projects would interject themselves sometimes, and he wouldn’t be able to think straight. “Make you suffer.”
Distracted by his thoughts, the voice he’d been using dropped, and the reverberation didn’t mask his whereabouts anymore. Darting to the right and swiping his hand through the pseudo wall, he snagged Zexion’s arm and yanked him forward, outside of his illusion and suddenly vulnerable. The blue-haired male licked his lips, heart hammering in his chest. He was clearly terrified, even if he tried to let his pride have one last hurrah with a stoic expression. Those eyes gave it away.
“And how do you think you’re going to do that? You’re not exactly a fighter, are you?” Zexion was slippery, he was a liar and a cheat, and a thousand things that amounted to someone that avoided confrontation instead of facing it head-on. There was a reason that Luxord wouldn’t bet with him; They’d be there all night with the same tricks launched back and forth at one another.
“I can fight.” They both knew that he couldn’t. Even Zexion didn’t believe his lie, his voice quaked, and he gulped audibly.
“Can you, now?” Axel smirked, tugging the shorter man closer by his arm, switching to holding the collar of his coat after a second. Zexion’s eyes closed as he flinched, suddenly being so close to the other’s face made him anxious. He was going to die like this, and that was all there was to it. Axel’s smirking face was going to be the last thing that he saw before he died, and he wasn’t quite sure he liked that. Was that what Vexen had seen? What actually happened, he couldn’t have foretold no matter what he did to try and predict the future.
Lips connected with his, warm and slightly chapped, and those cobalt eyes popped open in surprise. Zexion’s lips parted and Axel’s tongue rushed inside, swiping against his lifeless tongue for a moment. While he wanted to talk, to say something, anything… Zexion was speechless, slowly gaining the confidence to lick back against the other’s tongue, tasting cinnamon on his breath. There was something oddly addicting about Axel’s mouth, and he found himself seeking more, tugging him closer by his firm grip on Axel’s hood.
After what felt like an eternity wrapped into a single second, Axel pulled away with a soft smile on his lips. Even his eyes looked tender, and Zexion was left panting, lips slightly bruised and puffy. He gulped again, staring up into those mysterious green eyes, wondering just what Axel’s angle was. Interrupted before he could get out a single word of his inquiry into the air, Axel kissed his nose. A trail of kisses brought him to Zexion’s ear, and he kissed the lobe gently.
“I’m sorry, truly.” He whispered against the shell of his ear, kissing the lobe after a second. “I eliminated a friend of yours, a founding member of the Organization, and… Yeah, he didn’t really do anything to earn it.” Slowly, Axel was backing up slightly as he spoke, but his voice remained quiet. “You don’t deserve what’s going to happen.”
“So you intend on killing all of us.” Zexion sighed, wrenching his body back to dislodge the other’s hands wrapped in his coat. It didn’t work, because despite the dry pasta Axel had for arms, they were strong enough to keep the smaller man in place. The shorter man’s composure was starting to crack despite his best efforts, and he looked up to try and keep tears from falling. One skated down his smooth cheek, and Axel swiped at it with his gloved thumb.
“Now, I never said that.” Axel cooed, smiling at him sorry. “I’m apologizing, not taking your life.”
“It feels like a guarantee for the gallows.” Zexion murmured, absently pressing up into another kiss the elder man started, trying to distract him.
“Mmm, I never <i>said</i> anything about that. You’re going to be okay.” Axel wouldn’t kill him. Maybe he’d find a way to make it happen, but he wasn’t in the business of killing Zexion. Vexen was good enough.
“...So you wish to truly apologize?” Zexion asked, finally, drawing back from the long, gentle kiss.
“Yes.” Axel stressed, nodding, “I want you to know I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“Only Vexen.” With no regard for those that cared about him.
“Yes.” Axel didn’t get it.
“Then don’t do this again. The Organization should not be turning on itself.”
“Yes, sir.” Axel would follow his orders, wherever they took him.
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AN: So, there we have it. I actually really like this fic, even if you can tell who’s salty about Vexen’s death. It’s me. It’s still me. Whoops. I hope you guys enjoyed it!
Finally finished these up and got them to my friend which mean I can post them now My Fri is making an akuzeku ita bag and couldn't find much of anything for it at cons so for Christmas I made her some charms to sew into it (the boomerang is an bit of an inside joke ^^) I'm super proud of how they came out. I wish I could have made actual acrilic charms and looked super professional but I would have had to make 50 at a minimum of each and that would have cost way to much. Instead it's just laminated printer paper and it came out great
