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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"Hold the door!"
Vexen really considered hitting the 'door close' button when he heard that voice, but against his better judgment, his hand snapped out to grasp the cold metal of the closing elevator doors, tripping the 'HUMAN BODY' sensor inside of them so that they pulled open once more.
The head of Scientific Research and Development (Level 2) resisted a twitch when he saw who had called out. The former rockstar now Head of Public Relations came jogging in a second later, still hastily tying his necktie.
The door slammed shut on the two of them, trapping Vexen inside the metal coffin with the cheerful man. It was the first time they'd been alone together since Demyx joined the company a few years back.
"Man, it's been a while!" Demyx exclaimed, slapping Vexen on the back. "You've been in the Antarctic for how long now? Why're you always there anyway?"
"It keeps the rest of you away." Vexen answered in his usual deadpan. Sadly, instead of hurt feelings, it just got a joyful laugh from the other man.
"Careful, comments like that and I'll start to feel unloved."
Vexen shot Demyx a glare, though this time he got an exasperated look in return. The elevator chugged slowly to the top floor of the skyscraper. They still had a long ride with no one else apparently joining them. This was the elevator strictly for the use of the heads of the departments and higher - and everyone else was no doubt already at the meeting. Vexen's flight was late and Demyx was just late.
"Hey, don't be that way... are you going to be in town a while before you head back?" Demyx asked, voice going breathy, vowels just slightly stretched - Vexen knew that tone, and he wanted to say it disgusted him. wanted to, but even he had the occasional needs which were going very unfulfilled, holed up on a frozen wasteland with only his computers for company. Sometimes, a warm human body was required.
"I catch another flight right after the meeting." Vexen answered, refusing to give the younger man even a moment of his time for another mistake like they had last time. The mistake that lead Vexen to seeing just how many of the 'incubus' rumors were true about Demyx. He found it impossible to believe that the man had not found a more accessible sex partner in all these years, he doubted the other could go a few days without needing to press against someone.
Point in fact, the wandering hand which now found the way to the front of Vexen's pants.
"Then let's have a go now."
Vexen really wanted to say no.
The offending hand found exactly where his cock was underneath all the fabric and squeezed
well fuck.
Vexen was taller but Demyx had slightly more bulk to him, even so he did not object to being grabbed by the lapels of his shirt (he never wore a suit coat) and shoved against the wall. It was a mess of heated kisses and grasping hands a moment later. Vexen was inexperienced compared to the other, something that would normally embarrass him but he was wound up too tight after nothing for years that he really didn't care. That's how he was the first time Demyx got him into a hotel room.
Demyx, for his part, seemed to love the feeling of being pressed against something solid by another person, torn between grabbing Vexen's waist and pulling him closer and pushing him back to get his hands between them. He settled with snaking an arm around the man's shoulders while the other undid the fastenings of their pants in record time.
Vexen let out a groan, glancing down between them, gritting his teeth to hold back anything more telling. "Slut." he growled out, grinding his hips into Demyx's eager hand, considering shoving him to his knees and fucking his mouth to get him to shut up- no, that was what he'd want.
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