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Corruption, Chapter Seven

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Kingdom Hearts/Final Fantasy � Nomura Tetsuya/Square Enix

The next few days passed in a blur. I wasn�t
feeling quite well, so I didn�t go to school for the rest of the week. I didn�t
talk to anyone, except Dad to get the newspaper one time earlier in the week.
There never was any report of a couple being attacked or murdered or anything
on Tuesday night. Larxene had been right about that. Radiant Garden police didn�t care about another murder in
the slums.

It was Saturday now. Typically, I would be
hanging out with Axel and Roxas or Zexion or Marluxia. But today was going to
be spent like every other day this week. Sleeping. I
lay down on my bed, grabbing my cell phone. No missed calls. Well, no missed
calls except for about thirty from Axel and a gazillion texts from Mar and
Roxas. I discarded my cell and curled up in my blankets, watching the
television.

*~*~*~*~*

Marluxia sat on his couch, flipping through
the pages of a magazine, not really paying it any attention. He glanced over at
Zexion, who was reading a book. The slate-haired teen hadn�t gone to school
since he had gotten out of the hospital, being in a lot of pain. He was on
painkillers now. While he was still as quiet as he usually was, Marluxia noted
that Zexion was less abrasive and even amicable. That made Marluxia happy. But
he couldn�t stand the silence. He reached for a mug of hot cocoa and sipped it.
�Demyx wasn�t at school all week,� he said, trying to start a conversation with
the first thing that popped in his head.

Zexion didn�t look up. �You mentioned this
before,� he said slowly. �Perhaps he is sick? He always had a weak immune system�and
the weather hasn�t been too great, lately.�

Marluxia nodded. That was the understatement
of the year. Radiant Garden was well-known for its glorious springtime;
hence the name, but few outsiders knew how harsh the winter time was. They had had
their first snowstorm in October. It was early December now, and meteorologists
predicted that a vicious snowstorm would start later that afternoon. �You�re
probably right. But Axel mentioned something happened at Roxas�s house that
might have set Dem into throwing himself a pity party.�

Zexion didn�t say anything for a moment.
What was there to say to that? �Do you�have any more of those
sugar-chocolate-cream things?�

Marluxia raised an eyebrow. �The �clairs? Yeah, they�re in the kitchen.� He walked into
the kitchen and return bearing a box of sugary goodness. �Have at �em�I�m going to go next door.� Marluxia pulled on a rainbow
hoodie and wrapped a scarf around his neck, and
trekked next door.

Marluxia rapped on Xigbar�s door. He stood
at the doorstep, his fists shoved in his pockets. He doubted that anyone heard
him. Larxene and Xigbar were �conversing� on the other side of the door. While
Marluxia figured that they weren�t arguing, they were pretty fucking loud.

After waiting a moment, Marluxia hit the
doorbell. He heard Xaldin yell �I�ll get it�. He answered the door and stared
at Marluxia with a confused expression. �You�re not the gay porn delivery!� He
looked away, muttering, �Now what are me and Larx gonna watch?�

Larxene came up behind him, ultimately
ignoring her pink-haired neighbor. �Never mind that, I got
Luxord and Vexen going at it on the hospital roof.�

Xaldin squealed. �O-M-G!
Let�s go watch it!� He said, dragging Larxene away.

�Not in my room!� Xigbar barked. He turned,
looking over the back of the couch at Marluxia. �What do you want?�

Marluxia let himself into the house, closing
the door behind him. He walked into the living room, pushing past scattered
beer cans on the floor. �Actually, I came to talk to you.� He studied Xigbar.
His long hair was messily pulled back in a ponytail with many strands out of
it. Xigbar was wearing a dingy white tank top and red boxers. His eyes were
bloodshot and he had stubble on his face. He clearly hadn�t shaved in days.
�You look hideous,� Marluxia observed, running a hand through his hair. �I dunno what the fuck happened earlier this week, but no one
has seen Demyx since. The last fucking thing I want is an emo
or suicidal Demyx.� He narrowed his eyes. �Axel did want me to tell you for
some reason that he didn�t fuck
Roxas.�

�Well bully for the redheaded Barbie. It�s
not my
fault.� Xigbar said,
waving his beer can around, pointing to himself. �He never called me,� he
continued, now on the subject of Demyx. �He still
won�t call me. How long can he hold a grudge?�

��He doesn�t have your number.� Marluxia
said slowly. �And you�re the idiot who has it unlisted in the phonebook.�
Marluxia had managed to get that out of Demyx via text message.

�I have enemies,� Xigbar said simply,
looking away. �Then why hasn�t he visited me? OR are Axel and Roxas too
important?�

Marluxia stared at Xigbar. �I don�t know
what you think you have with Demyx, but all relationships are two-sided, so
that also falls onto you. Why didn�t you
go visit him? It�s not like he has a car or he�s been to school and been able
to bum a ride over here.�

��Can you repeat that? I was busy being
blinded by your rainbows.�

�Forget it,� Marluxia said, waving his arms in
exasperation. �You�re not worth it,� he added, heading for the front door.

�Oi!� Xigbar stood, walking through the beer
cans. �What does that mean, you fruit-scented fruitcake?!�

Marluxia turned and glared at the older man.
�It means you�re a piece of shit and Dem could do ten times better than you.�
Marluxia was going to say more, but his cell phone went off. �Hello?�

Demyx was crying on the other end. �M�Mar! I�I think I�m pregnant!�

�Demyx, you can�t be pregnant, you�re��

�B-but!
I saw it on TV. That morning sickness stuff�.I have that!�

�No, Dem. I talked to your mom. He said that
you ate some bad meat or something earlier this week.�

�But
all the unprotected�� He broke off in a violent sob. �OH GAWD!� Demyx hung up the phone, leaving Marluxia starting at his
own cell in confusion.

�What, what?� Xigbar demanded, shaking Marluxia.

Marluxia looked at Xigbar and replied
slowly. �He says he�s pregnant.�

Xigbar let of Marluxia. �Larxene!
Get the car!� He burst open her bedroom door. �And get that dick out of your
mouth!�

�GET THE FUCK OUT!� Xaldin growled.

Xigbar closed the door, slumping down. �Dem
needs me�� Marluxia frowned. He was clearly drunk. He looked up at Marluxia.
�You have a car.�

The pink-haired teen sighed. �I guess I can
drive you�.� Marluxia said reluctantly, already texting
Zexion to tell him that he wouldn�t be back for a while. He walked out of the
house, Xigbar behind him, neglecting to grab a jacket.

Xigbar rubbed his arms as Marluxia drove. �Mar,
can�t you turn on the heater?�

�It�s broken,� Marluxia replied.

�Damn it. I�m coming Dem!�

*~*~*~*~*

I was unable to sleep. My skin was burning
and clammy, my hair was damp. I couldn�t think clearly at all. I stumbled out
of my room and down the stairs. I wasn�t sure what I was doing, or where I was
going. I made it outside into the snow, only wearing my black bedroom robe. The
snow was deep. I put all of my strength into each step until finally I
collapsed, unable to move anymore.

When I came to, there was a swarm of
activity around me. I was in my bed, tucked in under the covers. My vision was
blurry�but I could see my mom and dad, my cousin Tidus, who had come earlier in
the week to attend RGU�s law enforcement academy.
Auron was there too. Why? And
then�Xigbar. I must have been dreaming. I closed my eyes again, wanting to
truly wake up.

I heard an odd zapping sound. �Damn, the
power�s out!� I heard my dad say.

�Fucking snowstorm,� Auron cursed gruffly.

�Where are the candles?� Tidus asked. �Oh, I
found them.�

�I�ll light them,� Dad said.

�No. You won�t,� I heard mom say.

�The other room has a fireplace,� Xigbar
said. What room? Ah, my sitting room.
I hated that room; it was far too stiff and elegant for my tastes. I felt myself
being lifted from my bed, along with my blankets and set down on the stiff
couch.

�Nng,� I groaned,
opening my eyes slowly. I could feel the radiant heat from the fireplace. I
glanced over at Tidus. When he caught my gaze, he turned to my parents and
forced them out. Then he left, followed my Auron.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Vexen didn�t appreciate being forced out of
his son�s room. He was in no condition to protest, however. �My
poor baby! What was he doing out in the snow?� He sobbed. �Is he going
to be okay?�

�He�ll be fine,� his husband said
soothingly. �Xigbar�s here.�

Vexen snuffled, glaring at Luxord. �How can
you say that?�

�Demsies has been
sick for four days now, when he should have been better in a day,� Luxord
replied calmly. �Think about it, dearie. Did Xigbar come over once? �It�s sickness of
the heart, not the body.� He kissed his wife�s cheek. �Come on, Sweet. There�s
whiskey and calamari waiting for you in the bed chamber.�

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I moved my hand slowly, feeling around the
couch that was within my reach. I found a hand, Xigbar�s hand, and squeezed it,
enlacing my fingers with his. I looked up at him, my vision slowly clearing.

�How ya�
doing, kid?� Xigbar
smiled softly. �You gave me quite a scare. Why the hell did you decide to go
walk in the snow in a robe?�

I was confused. Why was he here? And
smiling? Didn�t he�hate me, or something? �I�m not a kid,� I said, wheezing. �I
was�I was�� I closed my eyes again. �My penguin ran away from me. Had to go get him back.�

Xigbar�s smile faded into a frown. He placed
his other hand on my forehead. �You�re burning up. I�ll go get some snow��

�Don�t leave me,� I wailed, sitting up
quickly. Far too quickly. My head began to pound
painfully.

�Okay, okay, I�ll get Tidus to do it, but
lay down.� He lightly shoved me down so where I lying down again. �If your
fever doesn�t go down, you�ll have to go to the hospital.�

I had no control over my emotions or
anything. I just started crying. I was a pathetic mess. �I�m fine. Really,
don�t leave.� I reached for him, grabbing Xigbar�s wrist, pulling him close to
me. My other hand motioned him down close to me. I clenched my fingers around
his choker, pulling him close. I pressed my lips against his, tears running
down my cheeks.

Xigbar kissed me back slowly and
uncertainly. It was like Xigbar wasn�t my confident and experienced lover, but
a shy and timid friend with benefits. Or something. He
tilted my head up and kissed each of my closed eyelids before planting another
kiss on my lips. He lifted a hand and
wiped the tears from my cheeks. �I�m going to be right back. Can you wait one
second? You need to eat something.�

Xigbar returned in what felt like an
eternity with snow and a can of soup. The snow froze my skin, giving me chills
that wouldn�t go away. I was genially pleased when Xigbar handed me a bowl of
soup which he had heated up in the fireplace.

I sat up and slowly sipped the hot liquid,
never taking my eyes off Xigbar. When I finished all of the soup that I felt
like eating, I discarded the bowl on the end table to my right. �Thanks.�

�No problem, just don�t get so sick that I
have to take care of you,� he said, his fingers brushing through my hair. �And
don�t be so stupid and decide to walk in the snow.�

I laughed awkwardly. �I was under the
impression that you were enjoying this.� I paused. �Can I, uh, have your
number?�

�I already put it in your cell phone,�
Xigbar said. �You don�t know how tempted I was to delete Mini-Reno and Emo�s numbers.�

I frowned. �It wouldn�t have made a
difference, anyway. They�re all up here,� I said, tapping my head. I stopped
and studied him. �By the way�the whole grungy I-haven�t-bathed-in-a-week look
really doesn�t suit you.�

�You have the memory of a goldfish. I
wouldn�t look like this if it weren�t for you!�

�I didn�t do anything,� I protested. �You were the one who got pissy and left me because of something Axel said.� I glared, coughing. �So if you�re going to start acting
like a bitch and blame me for shit�� I coughed again, waving him out of the
room. �You can just leave.�

�I noticed that you didn�t refuse
automatically, but every time I suggest we do something, you scream, panic, or
are just mean. It�s also you�re fault because you could have called Flower Fag
and he could have gotten to me sooner so I wouldn�t be on the fourth day of a
drinking binge!�

�It�s not like whatever I say stops you
anyway! I was a bit busy getting my hand molested to say anything,� I paused.
�If you wanted to see me so fucking
bad you could have come over or just walked next
door to see Mar instead of sitting on your couch feeling sorry for
yourself.�

Xigbar narrowed his eyes. �And what, pray
tell, were you doing with stacks of H.I.M. CDs and snack food?� He must have
noticed the boxes and wrappers of the snack cakes all over my floor. �Looks
like you were holing yourself up in here.� He paused. �And it doesn�t stop me
because you say no, but act on it anyway. It�s so damn confusing!� He stomped
towards the door.

I reached for a twinkey
and hit the button on my remote that turned my H.I.M. music back on. I didn�t
care that I was sick. I knew the sugar would only make me feel worse, but I
didn�t want to feel good. ��This
doesn�t mean anything.�

Xigbar snorted. �Uh-huh, and my two foot deep
mosh pit of beer cans means I went on a liquid-only
diet.�

�Okay then, it does,� I said, rolling on my
side, facing the couch away from Xigbar. ��I don�t understand�why everyone
expects me to be good at all this�bullshit.�

�Weren�t you and Little Emo
dating? You can�t tell me I was the first person you�ve �been with�! �It�s not
easy on me either. To be honest, the most I�ve ever done for any �date� was to
buy dinner.�

My eyes widened. �How do you know about that? You are stalking me or something,
aren�t you?� I snorted. �But you know what? Before �that� night, I was a virgin.�

�Word speads fast
in a big city especially if the subject is the son of a multibillion empire.�
He paused, and then smirked evilly. �Really, now? Do
you know of any virgins who wear skin-tight clothing and hits on the first guy
who comes up to them?�

I stood wobbly, trying to smack him, but I
fell over. �FUCKING ASSHOLE! You fucking came onto me!� To be honest, I wasn�t exactly
sure who came onto whom first, but I knew me and I wouldn�t do that, would I?
My eye twitched. �I really hate you.�

Xigbar picked me
up, ignoring my weak scratches and slaps and set me on the couch, pinning me to
the back of the couch by my shoulders. �That�s it, isn�t it? You can�t accept
the fact that you consented to it! That�s why you push me away. That�s why you
flinch every time I�m near you. Every time I�� He broke off with what he was
saying and kissed me roughly. I tried to push him away, but I was too weak to
stop the invasion of my mouth.

When he pulled
away, I stared at him numbly. ��If you honestly think that�why do you�keep
coming back?�

�I don�t know,� he
said, shaking his head. �I saw a chick with no bra jogging, and I felt nothing.
No bra. As in double Es! With an hourglass figure and the
face of an angel. And I could have slept with her. And I DIDN�T. Tell me
that ain�t fucked up.�

I stared at Xigbar.
Never mind that it had to be impossible for a woman with boobs that big to have
an hourglass figure. ��What the fuck
does that have to do with anything? Trying to hint that you want a chick? Go
for it! Do me a favor and lemme alone!�

�Hmm�no. Until I figure out why I�m only attracted
to you, you�re stuck with me.� He said, sitting beside me, scooting close to
me.

I
scooted away. �What if I don�t want
to be stuck with you? Inconsiderate assfucker��

�Did
I ask you what you wanted?� His eye smoldering, he shoved me down.

I
tried to resist and push him off, but I couldn�t. �What the fuck are you doing?
Asshole! I can�t insult me then try to fuck me!� I glared. �Get off me!�

�I
beg to differ,� Xigbar said, looking pointedly at my crotch with an evil smile.

I
jerked my knee up, squishing Xigbar�s nuts. �I said get off me!�

�Jesus fucking Christ!� Xigbar fell onto the floor. He grabbed my
wrist, pulling me down with him�on top of him, to be exact.

I
glowered down at him, putting my weight on my knees as I sat straight up,
straddling him. �Let me go!�

Xigbar�s
eye was blazing with hatred. He harshly shoved me onto the hardwood floor,
glowering at me. �You�ve crossed a line you can�t uncross, kid,� he spat. �Why do you think they warned you against
me? I�m not some teenage love interest to tease for giggle fits.�

My
eyes widened. �You do realize that I�m a teenager who constantly has giggle
fits, right?�

Xigbar
narrowed his eyes. �Yes�let�s see how ticklish you are here.� He pulled open my
robe, his moving down my chest to my crotch. Licking his lips, he growled and sank
his teeth into my flesh, near a nipple.

I
gasped loudly, my eyelids fluttering, squirming beneath him. �FUCK.�

Xigbar
chuckled darkly. �I can tell you like that, don�t you? Won�t
say it, though. Hang on one second.� He turned away, letting his hair down.
For a moment, I could see a network of scars on his back. Some were deep and
long, others like fine scratches.

My
hand traced the scars down his back. �How�d you get all
those?�

He
stiffened slightly, then relaxed. �Abusive bitch,� he
muttered dismissively. �He�s long dead now. Thought it was a
turn on to see people bleeding to death.�

I
looked down at my chest, blood dripping from his bite. ��Like you?�

�You�re
not dead. All you�ve got is one small bite,� he sneered, licking up the blood,
sucking on the wound.

I
shuddered from the pain�and the eroticism. �X..ig,� I said, glaring at him. It was pretty
non-menacing, I�m sure. I was getting frustrated. I needed to stay mad at the
fucking asshole. But for some reason, I was having a helluva
time doing that.

Xigbar
wheezed, giving me a shaky grin. �I can feel you trembling, and I know you�re
enjoying it. I�m feeling it so much more.� I looked down, his cock throbbing
painfully.

I
whimpered, and stood shakily, and headed for the bathroom. I barely got a foot away before he growled.
�Where do you think you�re going?� With swift speed, he tackled me, bringing me
painfully to my knees on the hard floor.

I
hissed in pain. �Don�t�� I begged. �Stop.�

�Don�t
stop? I wasn�t going to,� he said, ripping the sash off my robe, pulling it
completely off me.

I
didn�t mean for him to not stop. There
was no convincing him otherwise, though. �But�I�m still healing from last
time.�

�I
know,� he admitted. �That�ll make it more interesting.� Using the sash to my
robe, he bound my wrists together, pushing me down on my forearms. �Ready?�

�Of
course not,� I growled.

�Good,�
he replied. I couldn�t see his face, but I could imagine the wolfish grin that
he bore perfectly. He shoved three
fingers into me. Then a fourth. I gasped loudly,
twitching uncontrollably. I bent my head down into my forearms. �That�s what I
like to hear! Come on!� Without warning, Xigbar thrusted into me. No lube, nothing.

�FUCK!
YOU SONUVABITCH!� I cried. I could feel the blood
seeping out of me.

�Oh
my,� Xigbar said, wiping a line of blood off me. �You taste absolutely
delicious.�

My
eyes widened as I caught my breath with my head setting on my forearms. He didn�t�.
��If
you say so,� I panted, nudging my ass up.

�Ooh,
aren�t we compliant. Fine, I�ll reward you.� He thrusted into me harder and faster. A moan escaped
from me as my face flushed, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I couldn�t
think. I craved him. I wanted more and more in me. It wasn�t enough. My back
arched, my ass rising higher, so Xigbar could delve into me even deeper. �Goddamnit, keep this up�huff�I
won�t last much longer.� His hand fumbled around, finding my cock, rubbing it,
timed with each thrust.

I
moaned his name, my hips rocking, meeting the thrusts. Deepening
them. I shuttered when he grasped me. My muscles tensed, tightening
around Xigbar�s cock. �Oh�fuck.
HARDER.�

Xigbar
paused. �Harder?� He slowed each thrust, until there were none at all, pulling
out until only his head was within me.

I
clenched my teeth. The pressure was building up within me, like I was about to
burst. �Goddamnit, Xigbar,� I growled. �Fuckin��. Fuck
me!�

�Hm,
I don�t know,� he taunted, slowly slipping back into me. �Only
if you beg.�

I
clenched my eyes shut. I did not want
to beg, but my erection was hardening painfully. �Please,� I said, barely
audibly.

Almost
instantly, Xigbar was buried deep within me again, the thrusts harder and
faster than they were before. �God, Dem, how come I can�t---� Xigbar never
finished what he was going to say, his words choked out by moans.

I
chill ran down my spine as I moaned. I buried my face in my forearms. �Fuck,� I murmured as I climaxed,
spilling onto the hardwood floor.

�Demyx!� Xigbar called as he came within me. His
fingers tangled in my hair as he slid out. He pulled me to him as he fell onto
the floor.

My
body was weak, but in a good way, a way I couldn�t explain. I scooted towards
him, my wrists still bound. Laying on my back with my head
laying on the side of his neck, my arms held up slightly, I asked, �Can you
untie me?�

�Huh?
Oh, yeah,� Xigbar replied dazedly, untying me then pulling me into an embrace.
�Mm�you�re not too hurt, are you?�

My
eyes drifted to the corner of Xigbar�s mouth. I leaned close to him, my tongue
trailing over said corner, licking up blood. �Not too�horribly much,� I said in
the lowest husky tone I could.

Xigbar
winced when he heard my voice. �Hm�no,� he said. �But, I�m sorry about�the
fight. And being a little�rough.�

I
frowned. �What did I do?� I nodded to his apology, and scooted closer to him,
draping a leg over his waist, pressing against him. �S�okay.�

�Sexy
sounding isn�t your thing,� Xigbar stated. �I seriously doubt we could do this
again without me scarring you.� He buried his face into my shoulder. �Besides,
I doubt this is good for you, or us.�

�Us?� I might as well have not heard anything else. I tackled him
into a hug, planting a big kiss on his lips.

�Slow
down, slow down!� Xigbar commanded. �It�s not like we�re getting married or
something.�

I
frowned, my eyes narrowing. �I�m�not allowed to kiss you?�

�No,
no, no, you can. See?� Xigbar lifted his head up, pecking my lips. �But I don�t
want you taking things too seriously too soon.�

What
did he mean? I didn�t get it. Wasn�t what we had�serious? �But�you said it.�

Xigbar
sighed. �Dem, what did you hear?�

�Us!� I replied, grinning.

�Ugh!
Dem, I don�t want you to getting hurt. So don�t get your hopes up,� he said,
hugging me.

My
smile faded. �I�I don�t understand,� I sniffled.

�Never
mind,� Xigbar said, pulling me closer, if that was even possible. �Just promise
that you�ll try to be more understanding and listen more, hm?�

I
grinned stupidly. �Okay!� I hugged his neck and loudly kissed his cheek. �I
really like you, you know that?�

�Dem,
did your brains leak out during sex?�

�That
can happen?� I moved away, wrapping my arms around my knees. �Holy
shit!�

�For
fuck�s sake, no!� Xigbar sighed. �C�mon, let�s go to bed.� He pulled me up onto the couch, wrapping my
white fuzzy blanket around us.

�I
have an actual bed in there,� I said, pointing to my room. �It�s nice and big
and stuff,� I mumbled, snuggling in Xigbar�s arms.

�But
if we go there, I won�t sleep. Plus, it�s warm in here,� he replied, holding me
tightly as he drifted into sleep.

I
smiled softly, running my fingers through his hair. I yawned and went to sleep
too, using the crook of his neck as a pillow.

I
was woken up with Xigbar sleep talking. �Mm�Dem, you smell so good,� he
mumbled, nibbling on my earlobe, making me moan. It must have been several
hours later, since the fire had died down. I was now wide awake, with another
fucking boner, which was pressed against Xigbar�s. I absentmindedly wondered if
he had a permanent erection�

�Oh, hello thur,
Dem. What a boner!� He said, grinding on me.

�X�Xigbar,�
I called, shaking his shoulders with no avail. He remained asleep, grinding
harder. I tried to pull away, but his arms were holding me like a bear trap.
The weirdest idea popped into my head then. If I couldn�t wake up or escape�I
wasn�t sure where exactly I was going with this, or why. I leaned my head over,
and bit his neck. Clearly not a good idea.

�Mm�Dem,
don�t put�toe there,� he mumbled. What
the hell?

��Do
you like that, Xiggy?� I asked, attempting to give
him a hickey. He damn well deserved one.

�Damn
tease�� Xigbar mumbled, his cock throbbing against me.

�Don�t
you know it,� I mumbled, trying to pull away again. But it didn�t work. The door
to my sitting room jingled. I could hear my parents talking on the other side.
Crap. As the door opened, I fell off the couch, Xigbar landing on top of me.

Mom
walked into the room, followed by Dad, who held the key to my door. He took a
quick glance at me and Xigbar, the discarded clothing, and the �mess� on the floor. He looked back, glowering at me. �What
the fuck is going on?� He demanded.

�Mmh�euh?�
Xigbar finally woke up, his words slurring. �Where�d you come from?� He turned
to me. �Why aren�t we sleeping?�

��It
looks like you were! Bwahahahahaha!� Dad said, pointing at the floor.

�Oh, for god�s sake, Demyx!� Mom cried, spazzing.

��Can,
uh, you guys�leave?� I was even more
embarrassed and mortified now than I was when we were at the hospital. Why did
this always have to happen?

�Seriously
guys,� Xigbar murmured in agreement, his face smashing into my back.

Mom
didn�t seem to hear us. �I can�t believe you! On the floor! You didn�t even
clean it up! You�You�re supposed to be a virgin! I knew,� he said, pointing to
Xigbar, �that he would be a bad influence!�

�Ow, my head,� Xigbar groaned. �Why are we here and not on
the couch? When did they get here?� He pulled the blanket from the couch and
draped it over us, covering our nakedness.

�Kissy, kissy!�
Dad said, flailing his arms around, making kissy
faces.

I
banged my head on the floor, groaning. �Just go away��

�Demyx,�
Mom said his voice slightly calmer. �I think you should come with your father
and me.�

�No,�
Xigbar stated, holding me close to him. �You can say what you want to my face.�

�I
don�t think that�s a good idea,� Dad said slowly. Xigbar grunted in response.

�Demyx!� Mom said, waving a finger at me. �Get up and
get dressed! I forbid you from seeing this man! He�s too old for you and he�s
corrupting you mind! Stealing your innocence!�

�And what about you?� Xigbar challenged. �You drink nonstop and
pop pills more than any druggie that I know! You married a slut!� He turned to
Dad quickly. �No offense.�

�None
taken,� Dad said proudly, posing �sexy-like�.

�Shut
up! Shut up! I wasn�t talking to you!� Mom shouted. �Demyx, get dressed!�

��.No.�

�WHAT?�

�I�like
being naked,� I said slowly.

�Like
father, like son!� Dad said, earning a harsh smack from Mom. �Owie!�

Xigbar
laughed, talking to Mom. �Not much luck for you, mate.�

Mom
was beyond pissed now. �LUXORD! You better see things
my way or I�ll hold out on you.�

�I�m
screwed,� I said, hiding under the covers.

�Hmm�come
on, Dem, we�ll only be a minute!� Dad said.

�Go
ahead,� Xigbar said soothingly. �I�ll be here.�

�But
I don�t want to,� I protested.

Mom
tapped his foot impatiently. �Just go get dressed! We won�t look at you.�
Looking hesitantly at Xigbar, I stood, then walked
into my bedroom to get dressed. I returned several minutes later in jeans and a
tee shirt.

�I�ll
be behind you all the way, spiritually,� Xigbar said. I wondered if that had
some kind of double connotation.

�What
a lovely declaration!� Dad said. �I mean, horrible!� He corrected himself,
earning a glare from Mom.

I
followed my parents to their room, which was located on the other end of the
hallway. I took a seat in a chair, my arms folded as I sulked. �What do you
guys want? I was, y�know, asleep.�

�We
want you to break it off with that man,� Mom said.

Dad
was rummaging through his liquor cabinet, pulling out a bottle of some kind of
alcohol, sniffing it. �Ah, very good year! Year my
mother was born.� He glanced over at Mom. �Why do we want that? I like Xigbar!�

�He�s
corrupting our boy and turning him into a nympho!� Mom cried. He went on and on, ranting about
this and that. About how Xigbar was too old for me, blah,
blah, blah. Hell, he even brought up stuff from several years ago. I
thought my ears were going to fall off. I wasn�t gifted in being oblivious to
Mom�s rants like Dad was.

There
was only one way I could end this. For now, anyway. I
turned to Dad with the best puppy dog eyes I could muster. �Daddy, I want to go
back to my room. Xigba� is probably freezing,� I said
in a British accent. For some reason, Dad loved it when I spoke in it.

�Yes,
yes!� Dad said, hugging me. �Daddy will give you what you want!�

�Luxord!� Mom yelled, but Dad ignored him.

�Thanks,
Daddy,� I said and slipped out of the room, closing the door behind me. Even as
I was walking down the hallway, I could hear Mom yelling at Dad shrilly.

�WHAT
THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! HOW COULD YOU LET HIM GO BACK?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT
HE�S GOING TO DO?! DO YOU REALIZE?!�

�Make
biscuits?� Dad replied.

�FUCK!
THAT�S WHAT! HOW CAN YOU BE SO DENSE?!�

I
shook my head and continued to my room. I slipped in and looked around. The
blood and semen had been cleaned off my floor. I poked Xigbar with my foot
[which was a little harder than it sounds, since he was laying
on the couch], observing Xigbar�s damp hair�.he must have taken a shower in the
dark or something�.

*~*~*~*~*~*
�So�smex with Dem is bad?� Luxord asked his wife meekly. Naturally,
he didn�t mean his having smex with Dem. He would
never do that.

�Uh,
yeah, it is,� Vexen replied, glaring. �And to help you realize this, I�m
holding out on you for two months.�

�NOOES!� Luxord cried. �Wait�just because you hold
out on me doesn�t mean my hand will! Mwahahahaha!� He rummaged
through his stash of Playgirl and ran off to the bathroom.

�Your
hand never helped you and you know it!� Vexen replied, standing up with a
flashlight. He wanted coffee. Didn�t matter if it was cold or not. He needed it.

�We�ll
see how long you last! I shall be more romantic than Leonardo DiCaprio and more seductive than Johnny Depp!�
Luxord called from the bathroom. Vexen�s eyes widened as he headed downstairs,
muttering to himself
*~*~*~*~*~*

�RAWR,�
Xigbar said, his arm sneaking out of the blankets and grabbing me. �Why aren�t
you under here with me?�

I
wanted to smack my forehead. And people said that I was slow. �My �rents walked
in, remember?�

�Eh?
They enjoy the show?�

I
jerked my foot away. �Uh, no, I got bitched at.�

�Aw,
then let me give you some comfort,� Xigbar said, tugging me again. I fell on
top of Xig�s back.

�You�re
as hard as a rock,� I observed dryly. I wasn�t mad at him, but after getting
bitched at for a millennium, I wasn�t exactly in a good mood.

�Uh-huh.
Now what are you going to do about it?� �.Did he realize that I was referring
to his back?

I
rolled off Xigbar. �My ass hurts like hell,� I whimpered.

�Poor
baby, want me to kiss it and make it better?� Xigbar asked teasingly, leaning
towards me.

I
pushed him away. �What the hell?� I asked, my cheeks burning.

�Hm,�
Xigbar grunted. He blinked and burst out laughing. �Not
seriously, you lil drama queen. Can�t you take
a joke?� Xigbar stood up without the blanket. �I�m going downstairs to get a
cigarette.�

�You�re
not seriously going down there naked,
are you?� I asked diverting my eyes.

�Why,
yes. Want to escort me?� I squealed in shock, hiding under the blankets. �No? Your loss. I
was going to get something to drink.�

I
groaned, my voice muffled by the blankets. �I can�t believe you! It�s about
thirty degrees colder out there. Your thingy will fall off and I will laugh!�

�I
doubt that. I mean, I walk around naked all the time. I just started wearing
boxers when I go to the door since Lar said she was
tired of seeing my cock every time she came home from sucking other people�s
cocks.�

�I
don�t want to know that,� I groaned. I took the covers and limped-ran to my room,
closing my door. I lay down on my bed, which was ice cold.

�What? You know she�s a ho. Awww, poor Dem�s still na�ve,�
Xigbar chuckled. He slid into my room for a moment, wearing boxers. �By the
way, the boxers I�m wearing? They�re yours from the hospital.�

�WHAT?�
I yelled, curled up in a ball on my bed. �GIMME MY BOXERS,
PERV!�

��No.
You want them, come and get them,� he said simply, walking out.

I
bolted out of the hallway, trying to ignore my bodily pain. Xigbar was standing
at the stairs when I got down to the end of the hallway. I jumped on his back,
knocking him down the stairs. We tumbled down like a tire wheel. I landed at
the foot of the stairs, Xigbar pinning me down. �You gonna
try to get your boxers back?�

�No,
I will. Fucking asshole! I
spent forever trying to find them after you broke the stall!� I cried.

�It�s
your fault you were so scrumptious,� Xigbar said teasingly, �and I had to take
your right there�and right now.� His breath was on my neck, sending a chill
down my spine. My eyes widened as Xigbar�s boner throbbed against the inside of
my thigh.

Suddenly,
there was a loud sound behind me, like that off china and liquid. I titled my
head back to see my mother standing a few feet away with a broken coffee mug at
his feet. �DEMYX ROSELINE LUVE!�

My
eyes widened. I wanted to just shrink away into nothingness. Xigbar, on the
other hand, seemed amused. �Your middle name is Roseline?�
He snorted.

Somehow,
Dad heard from wherever he was upstairs. �OI! I named
him that!�

This
day just couldn�t get any worse. I groaned. ��Get off me��

Just
as I said that, Mom started on another rampage. What happened to the days where
I couldn�t do anything wrong and he was happy with me no matter what? It seemed
so long ago� �WHAT THE FUCKING HELL, DEMYX?! WHAT DID
I TELL YOU?� He shrieked. �MY FUCKING COFFEE! AAHHH!� He pointed to Xigbar. �LEAVE MY HOUSE AND NEVER COME
BACK! AND STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY SON!�

��better
idea,� Xigbar said. �Kidnapping time!� He stood and
threw me over his shoulder, simultaneously lighting a cigarette. Then he ran
out the front door into the cold. I was instantly shivering. At least it wasn�t
snowing anymore, though. �Got your cell phone?�

�Yeah,�
I nodded, producing a small light blue cell with music note charms.

�Demyx!� Mom shouted, following us outside. �I
forbid you from going with that man! LUXORD!�

Luxord
opened an upstairs window and stuck his head out. �Oh joys, it�s just like a
chick flick! Run, you can make it!� He yelled, earning him a snowball getting
thrown at him by Mom. �Ow! My eye!�

Xigbar
ignored them and kept walking through the snow in my boxers. How the hell he
was managing this, I didn�t know. He
stopped at the edge of my driveway and set me down. �Call Larxene, she�ll give
us a ride.�

�You
tell me as if I know her phone number.� I replied, my teeth chattering.

�I
put her under �Castrator�.�

I
blinked, then flipped through my contact list. Sure
enough, there Larxene�s number was there, under said name. I hit call, and
waited for Larxene to answer.

�WHAT IS IT?� I stared at my cell phone,
which I had held away from my ear, thank god. I meekly told her that it was me.
�Oh, hey, Barbie
Doll.� Xigbar snorted.

�Um�we
need a ride. Can you get us?� I asked.

�Yeah, I�ll be there. See ya!� Larxene said, hanging up.

�Couldn�t
you have come up with this idea after
calling for a ride or something?� I asked, shivering.

�And
risk the wrath of an MPSing mother? No thanks,�
Xigbar said, huddling close to me.

Shivering,
I pressed myself against Xigbar for warmth. �I think my balls are going to fall
off,� I said, clenching my eyes shut.

Xigbar
snorted. �Speaking of balls��

My
eyes snapped open and looked up at him. �What?�

�You
say something? What, what?�

�You
said �speaking of balls�! What�s that mean?� I asked, slightly panicking.

�I
did, did I? Hmm�I think the cold is affecting your hearing.� Great, now he
wants to fuck with my head.

�Don�t
fuck with me,� I whined. My brain was starting to hurt.

�I
get to fuck you?!�

�No.
Never again.�

�That�s
what you said,� Xigbar said, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

�No.
I said �don�t� as in �do not� which means �no.��

�Yes!�

I
pushed him away. I really couldn�t put up with this stuff now. �I guess�I�ll go
back inside.� To the warmth. It was totally worth
getting bitched at.

�Come
on, I�m just messing with you,� he said, pulling me back. He held me close and
nipped my neck, which I tried to ignore.

�How
am I supposed to know that?� I asked, sulking.

�I�m
not that stupid,� Xigbar said, biting harder, his tongue slowly trailing over
where he bit.

I
shivered, my back arching, pressing against him. �Maybe�you aren�t�but I am.�
Xigbar�s hands moved down to my hips, rocking them from side to side while
biting the base of my neck. I moaned. �..Xig�we shouldn�t�.�

�Stop?� Xigbar asked. �But I�m so warm.� He rocked my hips forward.

How
could he be warm? Fucking double connotations�
I shuttered, trying to move away. �You might be warm�but I�m not.�

�I
know, I can feel you shivering. I can fix that,�
Xigbar said in a husky whisper. His hand trialed down into my
pants pocket, grabbing my ass.

I
squealed in shock, jumping into the air. �Don�t. Do. That.�

�This?�
He questioned, pinching my ass. �But you have such a great ass. It�s
irresistible.�

I
looked down blushing. ��You really think so�?� Sure, I�ve been complimented
before, usually by some bimbos at his school he�d never seen before. For some
reason, Xigbar complimenting me�made me feel different.

�I�m
surprised you have the nerve to bend over. I�ve seen so many people try not to
grope it.� He slipped his hand down the back of my boxers, grabbing my ass.

�You
do spy on me, don�t you?� I managed
to say, my hips grinding with his as I tilted my head up.

Xigbar
grinned, purring in a husky tone. ��Course I do, but I won�t lie. My eye is
usually glued to your ass.�

I
wrapped my arms around Xigbar�s neck, cocking my head to the side. �I always
thought that my face was my most attractive attribute I had.�

�What
am I, a preteen prep?� His eye softened. �Yes, I like your face. But you got to
learn now, kid, guys my age are after two things:
boobs or ass.�

�I
feel flattered,� I said dryly. I turned my head. �Larxene
here yet? I can�t feel my appendages.�

Larxene
came into view seconds later, hiding something that looked like a weird camera.
�Oi.�

�Fuck,
you just get here now?� Xigbar asked.

�No,�
Larxene said simply.

Xigbar
moved his hand out of my pants and wrapped his arm around my waist. �So��

Larxene
lit a cigarette. �Get in.�

I
scrambled into the backseat of Larxene�s blood red car. I couldn�t figure out
what kind of car it was supposed to be. Larxene had clearly done something
weird to it. I�d never seen a car like hers, especially with the interior of the
car. It was similar to the insides of a limo. There was a big space between the
backseat and the front seats. Right behind the front seats was a small wall,
where I guessed a window or something came out of.

I
made myself comfy in the seat, the heater warming me. �I can feel my fingers!�

�I
think they were warm before that, considering where they were,� Larxene said,
glancing back at me.

�Larxene��
Xigbar said, glowering at her as he got into the seat beside me.

�Whattaya mean? They were on Xigbar�s neck,� I said, very
confused at this point.

�Xigbar
grabbed one of your hands with his free hand and put yours near his crotch,�
she replied, taking a sharp turn.

�WHAT?�
I wailed, falling out of the seat. I had a bad habit of that, since I couldn�t
ever remember to put on my seatbelt. Still on the floor, I started rubbing my
hands on my jeans, trying to get Xigbar cooties off me. I turned and glanced at
Larxene, who was smirking with her cigarette in her mouth.

�Gawddamnit, Larxene!� Xigbar said, picking me up off the
floor of the car. �I was finally getting him used to it!�

��Getting
me used to it�?� I started to freak out, involuntarily crying. �I can�t believe
you made me touch your thingy!�

�Dem�you
were rubbing all over it at the party. Lar even got a
camera shot,� he lowered his voice into a whisper, �of you giving me blow.�

�What?� My skin was getting clammy.
�You�re lying!�

�Nope. You were at it before I could rip off that white shirt and
those stupid pants that took me ten minutes to get off you. No more chain
pants!�

�I��
I slowly processed what he said. Did I really do that? I certainly didn�t
remember. I leaned over slowly. �Was I�good?�

�Just
the memory of it is doing that,� he said, pointing to his throbbing erection,
which was even more prominent in my boxers. �..You still didn�t get these
back.�

I
frowned. �They�re my fucking boxers!� Neither one of us said anything for at
least five minutes. ��How long were you stalking me before the party?�

�Hm�I
didn�t even have to. Marlene didn�t live in a nice place, so I hung out in her
last class to pick her up. You didn�t see me?� He said, scooting me close to
his crotch.

My
eyes widened. �No, I didn�t.� I became
fully aware of what he was doing a moment later. �W-what are you doing?�

Xigbar
pushed a button, making a heavily tinted window appear between the front and
the back of the car. �Remind me how good you were that night,� he said, tugging
at the boxers.

If
my eyes had grown any wider, they would have exploded. �..What? I don�t know
what to do,� I protested, my body shaking.

�First,
relax. It�s just Xigbar. You know what to do. Think of it as instinct,� he
said, lowering his eyes.

My
lip started to tremble. �But Xigbar!�

�I�ll
get you started. Close your eyes and open your mouth.� I stared at Xigbar for a
long moment, then obeyed. I blocked out all of my
thoughts, closed my eyes, and allowed my lips to part as my fingers traced the
inside of the boxers� waistband. Xigbar guided my hands to pull off the boxers.
He brought my lips to the tip of his cock. �Don�t make me beg.�

�It
would only be fair,� I murmured, my lips grazing the head. My lips fully parted
and I took the head into my mouth, sucking softly, my tongue flicking over the head.
I opened my eyes, looking into Xigbar�s eye as my fingers lightly trailed up
and down his cock.

Xigbar
was trembling, biting his lip. Or that�s what it looked like. �..Have to try
harder t-than that to make me beg.�

I
dipped my head down, taking in several more inches if Xigbar within my mouth,
sucking harder. I pumped him with one hand while the nails of my other hand dug
into Xigbar�s thigh.

Blood
was running down from where Xigbar had bitten his lip. �Sti-sti-still
gotta do better than that,� he said, pushing down
lightly on my head.

I
was annoyed, borderline-pissed at this point. Why wasn�t it enough? I took in
as much as I could, sucking as hard as I could. With a
low growl emitting from my throat, I moved up, my teeth grazing his cock, then moved
to the head, sucking bruisingly.

Xigbar
had been silent through all of it, until my teeth grazed him. I think my
subconscious intentions for it to hurt him, but it did the complete opposite. �Oh god, more!� He said, thrusting into my mouth.

I
looked up at him curiously, then lightened the
sucking. Licking the head, I said, �Beg for it.� Payback is a bitch.

Xigbar
grabbed my head. �You don�t get to make demands. Open your mouth.� I whimpered
from the pressure. I thought my head was going to implode. I was hesitant to
open my mouth, however. He eased the pressure on my head slightly. �Open your
mouth,� he growled. This time, I obliged, though it was
mostly nonconsensual. �That�s what I like to see,� Xigbar said,
thrusting deep within my mouth.

I
started to shake. I couldn�t help it. I got sloppy. I�m sure it screamed timidness and fear, too. It didn�t faze Xigbar one bit. He
kept thrusting, pulling me up at the same time so he could grab my erection,
grinding it.

I
choked, not really knowing what to do now. I was so fucked up in the head. I
was torn between uncertainty and pleasure� �Xig...� I murmured, my voice muffled as my teeth grazed him again.

He
groaned in response, grinding my shaft faster. �Just keep going�we�ll come
together.� I nodded fervently, sucking on the head, lightly nibbling and
moaning, causing a humming sensation on Xigbar�s cock. �Holy
fuck!� He grinded his palm against me harder.

I
gasped loudly, looking up at Xigbar, wide-eyed, my mouth still on his cock.
�Xigbar�I can�t---�

�You
can and you will,� Xigbar growled, rubbing so hard that it hurt.
�You�will�come.� I gasped loudly, burying my head into Xigbar's crotch. �Oh
Jesus,� Xigbar gasped, slightly jumping. The next moment blurred together of
that of ecstasy�I�m not exactly sure what happened then�

But
I ended up with a mouthful of cum. My eyes widened. �Wha�
I do?�

�Swallow
it,� Xigbar said. �Larxene will neuter, then kill us
if it lands in her car.�

��Ou wan� me �a wha�?�

�Swallow
it, goddamn it! I did it for you. Pretend that it�s candy.� I clenched my eyes
shut and swallowed it. I wasn�t sure what to do after that, so I set my head on
Xigbar�s thigh. His fingers stroked my hair. �I told you that you were
good�.but I like being in control, you know?�

I
nodded slowly, entwining my fingers with his. ��I�m good�,� I said quietly. ��I
don�t think we�re moving.�

Larxene
tapped on the glass, lowering it. �We�re not. By the way, this thing isn�t
sound proof.�

I
looked up at Xigbar, my face beat red. �Why didn�t you tell me?�

�I
honestly didn�t know. Wait a second�� He looked out the window. �Goddamn it,
Larxene. You could have waited until me and him were in my room!�

�Would
it have made a difference?� I asked slowly. �She would have watched us in
there, too.�

Xigbar
looked down at me. �Yeah, but at least there she couldn�t tape us.�

�She
TAPED us? Omigawd. Oh
my fucking god.�

Larxene
reached back and smacked me on the head. �It�s not like I sell them. I just
masturbate or screw Xaldin.�

�That
hurt,� I sniffled. I sat up in the seat, reaching to open the door. Xigbar
cuffed Larxene�s ear.

�Ow, what?�

�Bitch,
what the hell?� Xigbar demanded, reaching for me.

I
glanced over at him. �What?�

�I honestly, with no bullshitting, did not
know that it wasn�t sound proof.
Lar always tells me that she has cameras everywhere,
so I eventually discounted her.�

I
said nothing, then turned to Larxene. �You�re not
going to show my parents�or Axel�or any of my friends, are you?�

�No.
As much as I love humiliating people, there�s not point to it now. I would lose
my pr0n taking opportunities. �Sides, there�s only me and Xaldin watching,
which makes us fuck. I like to fuck.�

I
was slightly relieved. �Okay�.but�why would you watch me? I don�t get it.�

�Because
you come with that,� she replied, pointing to Xigbar. �And you have a sweet
ass.� Larxene got out of the car and ran inside, not doubt to fuck the brains
out of Xaldin.
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