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Second Chance to Love	By : Akuma-Sensei Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1258 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Several days went by as Demyx grew accustomed to his new life at sea. His cumbersome black cloak was gone, replaced with roomy cotton breeches and a simple shirt and vest. Shoes had been a bit harder to come by but Demyx found he was fairly impervious to splinters on the rough deck and genuinely enjoyed running around barefoot. Though he rarely had chances to speak to the elusive Captain Xigbar his eyes always sought the surly man out in a crowd and a silly grin would grace his face. The others of the crew were quick to notice, but prudently kept silent. They were a superstitious lot and much had already happened to them aboard Xigbar’s ship, and though the captain was convinced that Demyx had simply toppled out of the crow’s nest, the crew knew that he had fallen from the sky. But they happily welcomed the quirky lad with a beautiful voice and made him feel like he truly belonged with them. He would sing and play a little sitar he had found in the hold for them as they toiled endlessly on the ship during the day, and at night he would sit in his crow’s nest and croon softly to the sky, enjoying the fact that he was been given the opportunity to meet such friendly and interesting people.
Late one night, as Demyx sat leisurely in the crow’s nest his face was upturned towards the stars, counting as many as he could till he lost his place and started again. He had never seen so many stars before and the bright moon was curiously round instead of the heart shape he was accustomed to. He hadn’t taken the time to notice the things around him when Xigbar was near but now that he was alone he could hear the gentle slapping of the waves and feel the refreshing breeze that carried the scent of salt and seawater. The ache in his chest had subsided after the first few days and he was growing accustomed to the soft thumping noise his heart made when he concentrated on listening to it.
After another deep breath of the fresh salty air he heard a familiar hum and looked down to see Xigbar strolling along the deck, seemingly deep in thought as his unknown melody floated upwards. Demyx was content to watch him from his perch, though he really wanted to ask the other man about any past lives he might have had or if he had any memories of him at all. Either that or that they were ensconced in a bedroom somewhere making sweet love to each other.
Perhaps not unexpectedly images of their past sessions flooded his mind and he felt himself grow hard at the memories of the bites, the nips and the rough way Xigbar demanded everything he had to give. He remembered how gentle his lover could be at the most random times and how he loved it when Xigbar whispered his name before they both fell asleep. Color flooded his cheeks and he covertly looked around to see that no one was watching him and his boyish blush. He wiggled around uncomfortably and stood to put himself into a more comfortable position. But a particularly strong wave rocked the ship and Demyx went flying from his already precarious position with a shout of alarm.
He thought for sure that he’d hit the deck again and that was a painful thought in itself. But as he bounced off the rigging he was caught by two strong arms and then promptly put down again. He opened his eyes and turned to see Xigbar standing there, looking down at him with a frown on his face. “So you like to fall from high places?” he demanded. Demyx’s arousal promptly died as he looked down with shame and rubbed one of feet against the back of the opposite shin, long-fingered hand gripping the back of his neck and rubbing it nervously.
“Sorry…” he murmured, eyes downcast, face red with embarrassment. He didn’t know what to say, he was at a loss for words and Xigbar was standing right there in front of him. “Do I…look familiar to you at all?!” he finally blurted out again, the words forcibly rebelling against his better judgment and jumping from his mouth like seasoned soldiers. Xigbar’s sharp golden eye narrowed and he made a snorting sound.
“Of course not, I’ve never seen you before in my life!” he snapped.
“B-but!” Demyx immediately began to protest but his mouth snapped shut and he looked at Xigbar sullenly.
“What is it?” Xigbar demanded as he grabbed Demyx’s arm and shook him. Xigbar did not like playing games and to put it bluntly this boy, he felt, was not to be trusted. The blond had an air about him, he wasn’t normal, and Xigbar had seen some very strange things in his life to know. “Spit it out!” he shook Demyx harder.
“No! Xiggy stop you’re hurting me!” Demyx snapped frantically as he pushed the larger man away and stumbled back into the main mast. He stood there panting; blue eyes large and frightened in his face before a deep sadness permeated the cerulean depths. Tears began to fall from the younger man’s eyes. “This isn’t right…I thought I had another chance but you don’t remember me at all!” he sobbed quietly. He felt so ashamed of himself right now, thinking that he could actually be together again with the man he loved. He didn’t care at this point if this Xigbar was confused; he wasn’t the Xigbar that Demyx knew.
“And then the Princess kissed the Prince…” a soft feminine voice whispered to him. Demyx sniffled once and looked up and around to see who was talking to him. “The princess kissed the prince and the spell was broken and they both lived happily ever after!” it prodded. Demyx wondered if he was going crazy but at that moment he didn’t care, he would do anything if it meant that he could have his Xigbar back.
Much to Xigbar’s surprise Demyx launched himself at the captain and threw his arms around the older man’s neck, his lips crashing onto Xigbar’s. For a moment the world stopped, it was only him and Xigbar. He felt the reassuring pressure of the Freeshooter's lips as they parted against his own. Then the rapture and joy as their tongues met and played, traveling back and forth as heat blossomed between them. He was lost in the feeling, at least before another wave rocked the ship and Demy’s grip loosened and he fell away, floating back to his feet.
Xigbar stared at him for the longest time in something akin to curiosity and horror. “You,” he hissed menacingly and all thoughts of being happily reunited with his lover were dashed. “Don’t you ever come near me again and the first port we come to you’re getting off!” Xigbar barked as he turned sharply and walked away. Demyx stood there shocked, hot tears once more gathering and tracing their way down his face. It had been so beautiful for the shortest period of time and then nothing. It was all the fault of that stupid voice that had given him the idea! Where had it come from anyway and why did it trigger a feeling inside him that he’d heard it somewhere before? Anger enveloped Demyx; it was just pointless wasn’t it? No matter what he did here Xiggy wouldn’t be his and he’d just blown it in one kiss! As Demyx enveloped himself in misery he didn’t hear the soft footsteps behind him till it was too late.
“Gotchya!” a voice rasped in his ear as a strong hand covered his mouth. Demyx tried to fight but before he could get any sort of grip on the arm around him something crashed onto his head and the world went black once more.
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Xigbar returned to his room in an aura of dark humor and turbulent emotions. When that boy had kissed him he had instantly recoiled, but the sensation was one that struck him as familiar. Before he knew what he was doing they had been engaged in a passionate kiss and Xigbar was paying for it now. He kicked an open trunk in his room and shouted in frustration. Sending the boy away was the best thing to do, otherwise he might get other ideas and Xigbar MUST maintain order on his ship! As he changed for bed and crawled onto the elegant mattress he closed his eyes with a groan and prayed that his erection would be gone by morning.
The dream started out innocently enough. He was walking through strange white hallways and seemed to know where he was going. They were a structure the likes of which he’d never seen before and yet they felt familiar and open. As he rounded a corner he saw the boy leaning against a certain door, fumbling with it. “You!” he shouted. Demyx cringed.
“Xiggy there you are!! I was just gonna go find you!” he smiled. It was like being removed from one’s body as Xigbar dreamed he approached the young man and pinned him against the wall. “What have I told you about going into my room?” he demanded.
“Well…it depends on the situation!” Demyx immediately chirped with a dazzling smile. “And this situation called for me to meet you in bed, naked, but you didn’t show up so I was coming to look for you!”
“Were you now?” he asked with some amusement as he took Demyx roughly around the waist and opened the door with his other hand. “I suppose I should make up for being late.” He carted Demyx to the bed and threw him down upon it, the younger man shouted and laughed as he bounced across the large bed.
“Xiggy…” Demyx grinned as he quickly divested himself of his clothing, Xigbar grinned, apparently his lover was a closet nudist to be able to undress that quickly, but upon further inspection Xigbar’s grin turned feral, Demyx was just excited. Xigbar quickly mimicked Demyx and stalked him across the bed till the younger man was beneath him. “I missed you Xiggy…” he sighed as his long, slender fingers caressed his hair.
“Missed me? We were just doing this last night…” Xigbar reminded him between the little sips he was taking from Demyx’s perfect skin. He nipped him rather sharply on his collarbone and Demyx instantly shuddered and groaned.
“I know,” he whispered. “But when you’re away I just miss you…” he said in a matter of fact tone before Xigbar’s mouth dragged lower across the sharply defined muscles of his stomach.
“You know Dem, for someone who runs away all the time, your body is perfectly toned…” he murmured against Demyx’s flat navel. He dragged his teeth across the taut flesh and was awarded with a moan from Demyx, he did so love to tease him. “Such a contradiction…” he tsked lightly as his mouth finally grazed against the one part of Demyx’s body he couldn’t bear to part with.
“AH!! Ah Xiggy please…please?” he begged.
“Please Xiggy what?” his voice drawled as his tongue licked lightly around the head of his erection.
“Please Xiggy will you suck me off?” Dem’s voice trembled with hope and longing.
“Of course Dem,” Xiggy smiled as he began to love the Melodious Nocturne with his mouth, and drew from him sounds that would be enough on their own to make him cum before he even got to the good part. His tongue traveled up and down repeatedly, the cold air causing the shaft to quiver and pulse as his hot mouth engulfed him, and caressed him. Demyx was impatient today as he erupted into Xigbar's mouth with a strangled groan. When the older man looked up Demyx was blushing and looked quite down heartened. “Impatient today?” he grinned as he swiped up what he could to prepare Demyx for the next step.
“AH!! Xigbar!!” Demyx shouted loud enough to wake the dead.
“It’s only my finger Dem…” Xigbar chided him gruffly as his finger probed and rubbed him roughly, before it was joined by a second. “Now comes the fun part!” he grinned a few minutes later as he positioned Demyx and himself. With a quick thrust Xigbar was fully seated and Demyx was whimpering and wiggling and crying. “Don’t cry!” Xigbar ordered as he leaned down to lick the tears from Demyx’s eyes. “Why are you crying now?” he demanded, something about this was all quite strange. It wasn’t the first time he’d been a little rough with his younger lover.
“I had a dream last night that I never got to see you again and there was darkness everywhere and I missed you so much! It just feels so good to have you here inside me!” Demyx managed to choke out between whimpers and cries of passion as Xigbar thrust in a steady even tempo. Xigbar grabbed Demyx roughly and kissed him so hard their teeth clashed. He kept Demyx there, drinking in his cries and tasting his passion. Finally when he erupted inside his lover he fell limply to the side and cradled Demyx almost tenderly. He wouldn’t admit it but Demyx’s “dream” had scared him as well. It was irrational this fear of loosing him, after all they were Nobodies, and even if they formed fragile relationships, who was to say that they’d last forever?
“Xigbar?” Demyx’s voice was muffled in his shoulder and Xigbar looked down at him, realizing how strange he must be acting. “I just want you to know that I’ll never forget about you!” he smiled sleepily. Xigbar chuckled in spite of himself, Demyx brought out a different side of him that he’d never show anyone else.
“Go to sleep kiddo!” he ordered, ruffling the other’s already messy mane.
The dream ended at that and Xigbar jerked awake, covered in sweat and discovering that he had cum in his sleep dreaming about Demyx. What on earth was that?! He fumed for a moment but mostly he was scared, he had no idea what had just happened, was it pure chance? That dream had felt so real it was frightening. Just at that moment however the door to his cabin burst open and Ian, his first mate ran in.
“What is it?!” he snapped angrily trying to hide his embarrassment with anger.
“It’s Demyx sir, he’s been kidnapped!”
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