Ever since Zexion's first session with Xemnas, he'd been...slowly reverting back to normal. It was a strange feeling, but he felt almost free. Like a large weight had just been taken off of his shoulders. It was a nice feeling... a really really good feeling. He walked through the halls, being escorted, along with Lexaeus, by a large guard. The guard ushered them into their room, and they both looked out the door's small window as the guard left.
Lexaeus grabbed Zexion's by the hair, and pulled his head down, so he was looking up at a painful angle. The stronger of the two turned Zexion around and slammed his small body against the wall, pressing him there firmly as he growled, pulling, frustrated, on the blue locks.
"You may be able to fool all these other morons, but I refuse to play idiot to whatever you may be planning," Lexaeus gritted out, holding Zexion's wrists together so the boy couldn't escape. A mixture of fear and utter horror roiled behind Zexion's beautiful frosty eyes.
"Lexy...you're hurting me-"
"Don't lie!" Lexaeus yelled, his dull teeth grazing Zexion's delicate neck. "Now maybe if you tell me what you're planning on doing, then I'll consider going easy on you." Lexaeus spun Zexion around, then quickly pressed him against the wall. Zexion arched towards the wall, afraid of Lexaeus' sudden aggressiveness.
"Lex-- Why are you doing this!?" Zexion gasped, trying to squirm away.
Lexaeus' hands slowly moved to Zexion's small throat, slowly squeezing. The small noises emitted from Zexion's throat, pleasing Lexaeus. His glare hardened as he slowly squeezed the life from his tiny lover, and a smile of sick satisfaction slowly spread across his face. Zexion's eyes began to flutter closed, and an almost unnoticeable blue color was seeping into his features.
Suddenly Lexaeus gasped, and dropped Zexion to the ground, taking a few steps backwards. "Oh my....oh my god...Zexy...Zexion...I'm so sorry," he gasped, looking horrifically at his hands. "I didn't...it was an...I'm so sorry..." He searched Zexion's face, trying to see if the bluenette would show even a small trace of forgiving him.
"It's okay, Lexaeus," Zexion said, after several moments of regaining his breath. "I understand it's your problem." Lexaeus walked over and pulled the boy up, instantly embracing him. Zexion wrapped his tiny arms around Lexaeus' neck, then wrapped his legs around his waist. They stared at each other for a long time, then dove in for a kiss.
Zexion knew Lexaeus sometimes fell victim to voices in his head, and he didn't care, as long as they could be together.
"Do you think we should tell him?" Roxas asked, turning his head to the side to look at the wall. Axel was straddling Roxas' back, currently trying to untangle some rather stubborn knots from his frail back. He simply shrugged and continued the sensual rubbing movements.
"Well...we can and have him sing some like...Atreyu, or Avenged Seven Fold," Axel snorted. "Seriously, does he always have to sing? It's really annoying," he said seriously. Roxas let out a low, throaty moan as Axel got a tense area of his back.
"God...Axel that felt great," he breathed.
Axel smirked and continued the rubbing. "I'm glad to help."
"Good, because you're starting to form a new problem. In the..uh...nether regions," Roxas smiled, closing his eyes.
"Is that so?" Axel purred, leaning down to trail kisses along Roxas' nape, then down his spinal cord. He reveled in the bliss of Roxas' naked back, but the only problem was his pants. They were still on, and certainly in the way. He lightly played with the hems, moving down to kiss Roxas' lower back. He smiled and hugged him.
"Once we get out of here, I promise I'll make you the happiest wife ever," Axel whispered, laying beside Roxas. They embraced and smiled, then kissed. "Roxas, Roxas, Roxas. Why are you so incredibly beautiful?" the redhead asked.
"Because I have you to keep me vibrant," Roxas whispered.
"It was a rhetorical question, love," Axel chuckled, kissing Roxas' face over and over again. "I love you so much..."
"I love you too," Roxas repeated, closing his eyes.
Riku was the only one in the entire institution that was allowed to eat before bed time, for others it was something to envy, for Riku it was something to despise. The nurses walked into the room, looking down at Riku who was sitting patiently on his bed, glaring at them and the food like always.
Sora put an arm around Riku, and hugged him. "Riku...please eat," he whispered. "I'll give you a bunch of kisses if you do!"
Riku smiled softly. Sora's exuberance was the best part of the day. When he got to have the brunette all to himself. Sora really was an adorable little treat. Although he loved Sora, and would do anything for him. Riku hated being told what to do. He was dominant, and for god's sake he wouldn't take crap from anyone!
Riku opened his mouth and allowed the nurses to feed him the rather fattening desert. The silverette felt disgusted, and horrible for letting such a toxin enter his beautiful, perfect body. If it was for Sora, however, Riku would do anything. He loved Sora.