KINGDOM HEARTS KINK MEME
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here Rules:
1. Post a pairing plus a kink.
1a. One request per comment.
1b. The only kink not allowed on this meme is anything involving underage sex. What I mean by this is if, either in the request or fic, it is made clear (either by stating a number or giving a physical description) that
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Zexion shoved away the remnants of Ienzo’s panic at the thought of the entire library going up in smoke. “If the most creative thing your mind can encompass is to invent almost-new and unusual methods of arson, I’d rather do experiments with a Bouncywild,” he answered with perfect indifference, looking up at the bony redhead with a disdainful cant to his head. “It’d probably have a better understanding of scientific inquiry.”
“Aw, now you’re just being mean, Zexy.” One day, Zexion vowed, he’d shave the idiot bald in revenge for all the insufferable nicknames he loved to invent. With a dull razor. And lots of salt. “Y’gotta admit, shit like this-” Axel hefted a research journal that had seen the wrong side of dry rot and a nest of mice “-would be a lot prettier on fire.”
“I could say that about a lot of things,” Zexion replied pointedly. “Unfortunately, genies are in short supply this century.”
The notorious number VIII let his smirk spread wide, the amused spark in his eye shifting to something flatter. “Careful, Zexy, I might get the idea that you don’t like me.”
“Darkness forfend.” Zexion pushed his chair back with a dull scrrrp of rug, marking his place and summoning a swirl of dark portal. “Let there never come a day when you think others don’t like you.” He fed most of the books through the portal, gathered up the remaining half-dozen, and dismissed both the darkness and Axel with little more than a flick of his fingers.
The basement crew at Oblivion barely saw anything but the same sets of four walls anymore. Axel figured that was at least part of why they were all crazy as caged badgers, but it made it a hell of a lot easier to find them at any given time.
Now was a good time to find one of them, Axel knew. Lexaeus was off taking the latest round of reports to Never Was, and Vexen had been locking himself in the culture rooms for days on end. Odds were that a certain Schemer was quite alone right now. Perfect time to remind the little snot that, higher rank or not, there was no freaking way he could talk down to Axel like that.
Library was empty this time; so were the chem labs. Copy lab was the most likely place, then. Axel padded along the hall, grinning when he saw the door was cracked open just a little bit. The redhead bent toward the narrow slit of visibility, careful not to move too fast and attract Zexion’s attention.
He nearly overbalanced and ruined all his secrecy when he realized what he was seeing. Zexion at a desk, that was normal. Zexion on a desk, not normal.
Zexion on a desk with Vexen between his legs and nearly flattening him to the surface of said desk was way the hell into what the fuck territory.
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