[Axel] Blood Moon (selenesknight)

[chakramkeyblade]

It was Lexaeus, funny enough, who woke him up. The big guy was standing in his doorway, big fist still resting where he had knocked on the wall. "You might wish to come outside. You're needed to calm Saix down. ...Preferably before he kills Demyx." Axel had half a mind to say screw the lazy, whiny musician and let Saix vent his rage and pummel him to a paste. Everyone knew the rule. Don't try to get cute with Saix during a full moon. But that would be mouthing off to a number higher than his own, and he didn't need any more death threats, or threats of Duskhood. Not that Lexaeus was the type to give a shit. Now if it was Zexion... But for all he knew, Zexion was the one who ordered the big guy to send the message.

Axel groaned, dragging himself out of bed and quickly throwing his pants and coat on, hopping after Lexaeus while tugging on his boots. And downstairs, on one of the larger patios overlooking the city, Demyx was cornered against the fence surrounding the edge, low to the ground with his shoulders against the fence. He was hiding behind a protective barrier of water, begging and pleading and generally causing way too much noise for even Axel to take. And he wasn't the one that had a hairtrigger feral berserker state during a full moon.

Speaking of which, there was Saix with his claymore in hand, advancing on Demyx. Wonderful. Demyx owed him big time for this. He stepped out onto the patio, moving slow, keeping his voice calm but loud enough to hear over the Nocturne's wailing. "Saix. Hey, buddy. Eyes over here."

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[selenesknight]

If one were to ask Saix what Demyx had even done, he would not be able to answer. All that mattered was the feral rage that was boiling up inside of him and how his lengthy incisors wanted to tear right into his throat and rip him to shreds. It had been some time since his bloodlust had been triggered and it had been impossible to resist.

His hair practically stood on end as he slowly approached the cowering Nobody, claymore in hand. Saix's gait was smooth and slow, like an apex predator approaching its prey, gearing up to pounce and deliver a devastating strike. Nothing else around him mattered, nothing else even remotely registered... until he heard that voice. The one he'd recognize above all others.

The sound of Axel calling to him gave him pause, and though he was hesitant, golden eyes drifted back to meet green, snarling at him, lip curled back as his grip on the hilt of his claymore tightened. Apparently, he had nothing against switching targets, and it was clear from his posture that this was dangerous territory, even for him.

[chakramkeyblade]

It was something that Axel had gotten used to. Had to get used to. He'd been a target more than once. The first time it happened, it was a shock, even to someone without a heart. To see his quiet friend suddenly turn into a growling, bloodthirsty monster, teeth, claws and all...and then come at you? Yeah, that wasn't fun. He'd gotten scratched up pretty good and even bitten on the arm until he managed to calm Saix down. It was still his least favorite of the icky jobs.

His gaze briefly flicked to Demyx as he raised his hands to show that he wasn't armed, slightly stooped to make himself less of an open threat. "Do yourself a favor, idiot. Don't move." He looked back at Saix, still advancing very slowly, his boots barely making a sound on the concrete. "I get it. You're mad," he said in a soft, even tone. "You want to kill him, and I don't blame you. As many times as he keeps me up at night with that thing? I wouldn't mind giving you a hand. But y'know...I don't think the Superior would like that very much."

Axel stopped two claymore reaches away, not locking direct eye contact with Saix. Staring more at his scar. The worst thing someone could do with the guy in this state was to act like you were better than he was. Being all submissive wasn't his jam, but when your best friend had fits like this, a little animal posturing went a long way. "This isn't you," he murmured softly, out of earshot of the others gathered at the patio door. "Come on, Saix. You're better than this. You're better than your anger. Leave the fire to me, remember?"

[selenesknight]

As Axel's gaze shifted briefly back to Demyx, so did Saix's own. He made him such a target, so delicious to imagine devouring when he made those whimpering little noises, just like a frightened animal... it sent a thrill through him to think about. His screams would make it all the better and the ultimate reward would be his silence.

Axel's voice once again cut into his thoughts and he looked to him again, something soothing about that soft tone that made him cant his head faintly to one side, eyes narrowing as though in suspicion. What was he doing? His hands were up, he wasn't making contact, and he was approaching... but he was not making himself a threat, otherwise. His instincts were telling him this was a trick, that he should bite through him first, then get back to Demyx, but something was stopping him.

"Lea..." It would be nothing more than a growl to those gathered by the door, but being in such close proximity, Axel would be able to tell just what he'd said. His fist clenched and unclenched, claymore lifting slightly more, but he made no move to strike.

This wasn't him...? Of course it was. This was who he was, now, and he could always appease the Superior by finding a far better candidate for the Organization.

"... you'll get burned." Another snarl, a warning, though his posture almost seemed to be relaxing, not quite as prickly as he was mere moments ago.

[chakramkeyblade]

He was using his real name. Good. But the fact that he was even talking to begin with, even better. Demyx was still staring at them like they'd sprouted antlers, but at least he was quiet and still. He kept focus on Saix, an earnest smile on his face. "Isa. I am fire. Wanna feel how warm I am?"

Slowly he spread his arm in a welcoming gesture. "Come on. Come over here by me. Kinda cold out here."

[selenesknight]

Another step closer, then another, close enough for the spikes on the end of his claymore to nearly touch Axel's coat. His eyes met the other's green and he almost seemed to search in them for any ulterior motive, for something to be amiss, not quite trusting... but there was a familiar warmth that he found there, instead. One that calmed the rage that dwelled in the hole where his heart had once been.

Slowly, he lowered his weapon, turning it away and holding it in a single hand. There were three more steps as he advanced on Axel, coming in close enough to bump against him and lean in, resting his chin on his shoulder as he closed his eyes.

Saix was still tense, wary, but he wanted that warmth. He was always so cold these days, and... oddly, just a hint damp. Perhaps a clue as to what had set him off in the first place.

[chakramkeyblade]

He was warm like a blanket laid near a hearth, far warmer than any normal human from the fire constantly burning inside of him. A furnace overlaid with muscle and skin, always at the ready to ignite the air around him if he willed it. He didn't expel the flame; instead, he warmed his body slightly higher when he felt how wet Saix's coat was, looping his arm around the other's back. Over his old friend's shoulder he glared at Demyx. Idiot. Should've let him get killed. Instead he turned his head in a way that seemed he was nuzzling against Saix's hair, but at the same time was a clear indication to kindly get out.

Demyx took the hint and opened a portal, escaping to another part of the castle. Maybe not as dumb as Axel thought.

Axel patted Saix's back softly. "There. Not so hard, huh? Let's go back to your room. I bet you want to get out of that coat."

[selenesknight]

... it really was a lot better. Being close to his old friend, being warmed, the arm around his back so familiar.

Letting out a soft, slow breath, he gave a nod, though given how close they were it was more of a nudge against his throat with his nose. This was such a familiar scene, wasn't it? How many times had Axel been sent to calm him, now...? This behavior was the exact opposite of his nature, yet it held such complete control over him when he was prodded in just the right way.

Finally, he dismissed his claymore and picked his head up to look at Axel. He was still jumpy, still too-aware of his surroundings, but he had his head back on straight for the most part. And, honestly, he really did want to get out of his coat. Going to his room would be a good idea. He expected his friend to lead the way, as he always did in these situations.

[chakramkeyblade]

Axel smiled back at Saix, carefully smoothing back his friend's hair gently with his free hand as an incentive to move with him. He led Saix back inside, past Zexion, Lexaeus, and Larxene, and down the hallway that lead to Saix's room. He ignored Larxene's comment of disappointment that something didn't actually happen to Demyx. But he had to agree with her. If the idiot was stupid enough to pull a prank while Saix was reeling from the moonlight, then he deserved what he got. Too bad it wasn't his call.

He got Saix to his room, shut his door, and began trying to disentangle himself from the other body enough to reach for Saix's zipper. "Okay, buddy. Let's get this thing off you..."

[selenesknight]

Saix almost, almost leaned into that comforting hand, but was just aware enough of prying eyes to keep from doing such a thing where others could see.

It wasn't until they reached his room and Axel pulled away to tug at his coat's zipper that he stood back and straightened up again, shivering as the fabric split apart, left in a slightly-less-damp blue undershirt. "It's cold." He complained quietly, looking away as he'd go to shuck the coat off once it was fully unzipped.

[chakramkeyblade]

"Yeah, I know. Give me a minute." He had to take advantage of Saix being slightly out of it from coming down after such a high. Come morning he'd be back to being a tightass, probably. And Axel would be back to being no more than a convenient means to an end. Not exactly what he had in mind when he'd imagined growing up.

He pulled the coat off and let it hit the floor in an unceremoniously heap. ...Huh. Even his shirt was wet. Demyx had gotten him good. He figured he'd let Saix keep some dignity, at least. He moved in closer again, putting both arms around Saix to surround him in heat.

"I really need to get you a room heater. This is kinda ridiculous," he said with a grin. "Not always gonna be around to be your personal warmer."

[selenesknight]

"Then what good are you?" There was no humor in his voice, but it was the ghost of his old playfully biting self.

His chin hooked over Axel's shoulder again as it had earlier and Saix allowed himself to relax, focus on his breathing, on regaining the steady calm he had once taken pride in. This was one of the greater mysteries of becoming a Nobody... or had he really had that raging beast inside of him, even when he was whole?

At least Axel was warm. That was something to be thankful for. That sunny personality had ended up translating into actual flame.

[chakramkeyblade]

"Killing, I guess." Axel felt like a phony. What was the sense of pretending when there was no reason? But he'd tried giving up, long ago. He'd almost lost himself. Clinging to who he was as Lea kept him from going crazy, or worse, fading into nothing but a Dusk.

He pulled off his gloves to run his fingers through Saix's long hair, drying out the damp. "Gotta stop losing it like this. I don't want them to start thinking you're a liability, too."

[selenesknight]

"... I can't help it, Lea. It just... seems to happen. Do you think I want to lose control? That I like it?" Far from it. It only served to remind him that he wasn't quite human anymore. Or alive.

For a moment it almost seemed as though he was leaning into his hands, into his warm touch as he stroked his hair. Had he a heart, he supposed such a gesture would have comforted him. Set him at ease. At least he still had the memory of such a thing to look back on for guidance.

"Even with these outbursts, Xemnas knows I'm too valuable to him to view me as a liability. Especially because they haven't been leveled at anyone we'd miss, were they to fade away unexpectedly." Looking at you, Demyx.

[chakramkeyblade]

"I know you don't like it." It was so unlike Isa, to lose his temper so severely. But people changed. They could even become Nobodies.

He glanced at the state of the furniture in the room, hoping Saix had the sense to pull in a chair or two since last he'd flopped on the bed just to annoy him. "Well, might as well make ourselves comfortable." He grinned and tried to take half a step back, seeing what Saix would do. "...I don't think I'm getting out of here anytime soon. Just a feeling."

[selenesknight]

Luckily, Saix had pulled in a single chair after the last time. Any more than that and his room would appear far more inviting than he would have liked.

The moment Axel stepped back, Saix stepped forward with him and wrapped his arms around his slim waist, holding close to him, savoring his warmth and fiery scent. It was familiar. Something he wanted near. He propped his chin on his shoulder again, tone quiet and a mix of both shy and sullen.

"... why would you say that." He asked, knowing full well why, but not wanting to admit to it.

[chakramkeyblade]

.....Oh. Well all right then. He wasn't expecting this, at least he didn't think. He didn't think much on it at all, for his own sake. Saix was probably just out of it. Talk about an inconvenient time to remember all the little thoughts that had crowded his head when he was fifteen. Wishful thinking, both then and now.

"Just a suspicion," he said. "Anyway, I don't want to spend the rest of the night on my feet. So either I'm going to be a bedwarmer or a chairwarmer, your pick."

[selenesknight]

"I'm still cold."

The bed sounded far more comfortable than sitting squished together in that chair, so Saix pulled Axel toward the bed, slipping away just to lie back, scooting to leave plenty of room for his friend to settle down by him and get comfortable. Reaching down, he tugged his boot laces loose and kicked them away, then brushed his hair back, peering up at him as one corner of his shirt slid down and exposed part of a shoulder.

"... I'd say I hate being this way, but I suppose I technically can't hate anything, can I? Only the knowledge of how it would make me feel, could I feel anything at all."

[chakramkeyblade]

....Well screw you too, buddy.

His facade faltered, and he couldn't care enough to pull it back on. He stood at the edge of the bed, staring at how Saix was sprawled out on his back, with his shirt slipped just barely over his shoulder. What he felt, what he wanted at fifteen was blissfully tame to where his thoughts were wandering now. He thought briefly of pressing his mouth against the exposed skin. But with Saix so recently down from one of his full moon rages? He didn't want to press his luck.

Axel broke himself out of his thoughts, kicking off his own boots without much thought and flopping onto the empty spot next to Saix. His temperature was still at a pleasant heated blanket pulse. "Aw, come on. Don't be like that. There's still plenty you can feel. It's just...kinda muted, isn't it. Like we can still use our hearts even though they're far away. If it really was completely nothing, I wouldn't care enough to bail your sorry ass out of trouble all the time."

[selenesknight]

"It's karmic retribution for spending most of my life bailing you out of trouble. You could learn to behave, but you didn't. I... this change is involuntary, but I think I'm beginning to get a handle on when it's about to start. When the switch is about to be flipped. From there, I can learn when to leave, to separate myself from whatever is aggravating me."

Scooting close after he settled, Saix picked up Axel's arm and slid it around his shoulders as he pressed into his side, curling up slightly, siphoning off that warmth. Perhaps he should have loosened one of the blankets first, pulled it over them, to keep all of his heat from escaping. This would do, for now, but that warmth had a certain appeal to it that he couldn't quite explain.

"... I think it's just the memory. A ghost. Not that we can still feel anything. Perhaps what guides you to me is a sense of obligation."

[chakramkeyblade]

If he still had a heart it would be quickening along with his pulse. Instead his body heat briefly spiked. Not hot enough to burn, but the difference between a warm blanket and the proximity to a hearth was still a very noticeable one. Axel swallowed. Keep it together. The last thing he needed was a stray spark to set the bed on fire. Saix would probably lock him out of the room for good. But what about this...? He was probably still going to be thrown out. But the curiosity, the wanting...he had to know. Had to. If Saix wanted nothing to do with him, fine. But driving himself crazy with wanting to know what Saix tasted like, what it might feel like to have such a heavy body entwined with his own...

The fingers on the hand now resting on Saix's shoulder twitched. "Maybe." He raised the heat in his fingertips to the same hearth-heat, trying to subtly trail them across bare skin while avoiding eye contact. Smooth. "...But...we can still feel some things. Right?"

Real smooth.

[selenesknight]

"Without hearts, we feel nothing. Our minds trick us, think that it's possible, that perhaps we do feel afteall... but it's a cruelty we can't escape. The only thing we have left in terms of feeling is physical sensation."

Saix turned his head upward, a slim blue brow arching at him in what, before, would have been curiosity. Now it was merely body memory. "What's your deal?" A phrase he'd uttered so many times before, as Isa, when he thought Lea was up to no good or something was bothering him. Usually the former.

Of course he'd noticed the spike in his heat and was actually somewhat relieved. It meant he didn't have to pull the blankets up afterall.

"Are you trying to set me ablaze?"

[chakramkeyblade]

A brief glance at that all too familiar phrase. What's it look like, you idiot. A retort that was better off left in his own head.

"...Yeah, I guess. Kind of."

Well, now or never. He didn't really wait for Saix's reply, if he were even fishing around for one, and turned, pulling the man's shoulders up with his arm just enough so he could press a kiss against Saix's mouth.

Was this even real?

Yeah. Yeah it was. And it felt so good to finally do it. The fingers of his free hand buried in Saix's hair, lips crushing against his, impatient and more than a little frustrated from spending the last five years keeping this particular fire of his contained. He pulled back, teeth slightly scraping Saix's lower lip. Green eyes searched blue, looking for some kind of reaction. He blurted out what came to mind.

"Gonna kick me out?"

[selenesknight]

Brows furrowed as warm lips were pressed to his and those green eyes were so close, fixated on his own. He wasn't entirely sure what was happening, why this was happening. What was Lea doing? Or was this something that was purely Axel and not Lea at all?

The fingers in his hair, how their lips were crushed together, it was welling something up inside of him, toying with the switch he'd been thinking over previously, ready to flip, feeling that animal inside... but in a very different way. Especially as his teeth scraped over his bottom lip.

Saix's hands clenched and unclenched, fingers twitching, teeth bared and he looked ready to bite. As he spoke, his voice was much thicker than it had been moments ago.

"Do you have any idea what you're doing?"

[chakramkeyblade]

Axel paused, considering Saix's reaction. He was looking at him in a way that made his belly tense and fire flood into his core. It was the full moon beast, all right. Just itching to get out. There was no fear. Only anticipation. Curiosity. More burning desire than he knew what to do with.

"Nope. Not a clue." He slipped his arm from around Saix's shoulders and stretched out on the bed, fingers fiddling with the zipper pull on his coat. "But I kinda want to find out." A teasing, inviting smirk played out along his lips. "How warm do you want it to get in here?"

[selenesknight]

Eyes slowly drifting downward to the zipper he was toying with, a faint growl vibrated in his throat as he reached out, expression almost vacant as the two sides within him warred for dominance. Who was to be in control of this situation?

His hand shot out suddenly to smack Axel's away and grab the zipper, not just yanking, but practically tearing it right down, possibly ripping the seam right along with it. Turning to roll onto him, sitting over his lap, other hand going to slide beneath the fabric of his shirt, he seemed to shiver, distracted by the heat he could feel through his gloves.

"Hot."

[chakramkeyblade]

He was, in fact, glad that this wasn't a fight. It happened so fast that if Saix had intended to kill him, to rip him apart instead of popping the seam that bound his zipper to his coat, he would be dead before he could even react. And that didn't bother him one bit. The way Saix moved, the way he sat over him, hands under the black sleeveless shirt he wore under the thick black fabric of his coat, running smooth black leather over his bare skin... His breath was beginning to pick up, his next inhale a quick, shaky intake that hissed out over teeth. Axel's hand slid over Saix's thigh, coming to rest on his hip, appreciating the muscle that had been built onto his old friend's frame in the last few years.

He felt like a twig in comparison.

"Keep going and it's going to be desert hot in here." It was an invitation, one he hoped would be further emphasized by the stirring in his groin.

[selenesknight]

"Do you promise?"

Glancing up almost coyly at Axel, the corner of his mouth quirked upward and exposed a hint of sharp canine. Returning his gaze to the slim body beneath him, Saix pushed the coat apart and shoved it toward his shoulders, expecting him to remove the rest of it himself.

Finger by finger, he loosened his gloves and tossed one away, then the other. He returned bare hands to his torso, slipping beneath his shirt to feel him, skin to skin, his own much cooler than Axel's in comparison. He was thin, yes, but there was wiry muscle there for him to enjoy the light dips and curves of, which he did eagerly, shirt inching upward as he smoothed his hands closer to his pectorals, fingers brushing over his nipples.

For a moment it looked as though he had something to say, but instead, his head dipped down and he nipped at his navel, tugging at the sensitive flesh with his teeth.

[chakramkeyblade]

"Yeah, sure. Why not."

He laughed as he squirmed his way out of the coat's sleeves, cool hands sliding up his stomach to his chest, breath hitching when roughened fingertips hit sensitive skin. His wrists were free, his fingers burying into Saix's hair as his head dipped. The bite got him to gasp. The sharp teeth on his belly felt like little needles, prickling in a way that was both pain and something of a tickle. Axel leaned back, arching into Saix's teeth.

"Hey," he managed, biting back another quick, sharp gasp. "How come you know so much, huh? Who's been teaching you? I should...probably thank him..."

Of course he wouldn't be Saix's first. A guy like him, in this Organization? Someone would get to him eventually. But this was his turn, and he was going to get all he could out of it.

[selenesknight]

"You don't want to know."

It was better that he didn't, given how they came to be in this trouble in the first place. The first time his new animal instincts had taken over, he'd learned a great deal about himself that he was still far too shy to even think about for too long, even as a Nobody.

His tongue dipped briefly into his navel and he nipped and tugged at his skin again briefly before he sat up over his lap again and slowly began to grind against him. Saix tugged at his own shirt, pulling it off overhead and running his fingers through his long hair as though to neaten it. Though, more likely, it was perhaps just a distraction, something to keep his attention as he focused on putting words together, not wanting to delve too deeply into his berserker instincts quite yet.

"How do you want me?" Leaning over, he placed a hand on Axel's shoulder for leverage, hair falling in a smooth curtain around his face, lips so close to his again as he spoke almost in a murmur. "Hm...? Do you want me just like this, Lea?" He purred, turning to brush his lips against his cheek, moving closer to his ear.

"... do you want me beneath you?"

[chakramkeyblade]

...Okay, a lot of virgin fumbling wasn't nearly as preferable to this. He forced out a breath as he grinned, grinding his hips up to meet Saix's in return. He was getting hard, his body heat steadily building now. Axel wasn't about to let it get too hot. He'd rather not burn Saix while they were trying to screw.

Then Saix was talking dirty to him, and that was something he wasn't expecting. When they were Isa and Lea, the idea of Isa ever having this tone of voice, saying things like this would have never crossed his mind. He could enjoy this. In fact Saix could probably do just that, say dirty things into his ear and just jerk him off with one hand, and he'd be satisfied. He shuddered at the feeling of Saix's breath on his ear. Long dextrous fingers trailed across the Diviner's torso, tracing the outlines of muscle. The hand still lingering on his hip followed the ridge of bone down to the waistline of his pants, thumb hooking onto it.

"I dunno," he said, leaning his head in to press his cheek against Saix's. "I think I like the view. But I guess that depends on what you want to do with me, huh? Why don't you tell me all about it..."

[selenesknight]

"The goofy virgin wants me to paint a picture for him, hm?"

Lazy. But that was typical of him. He wasn't surprised. Nipping at his ear, he chuckled quietly and sat up straight again, glancing down at the thumb hooked into his waistband.

"I haven't thought about what I'd do with you... but undressing me would be a good start. Do it as slowly as you want. Enjoy it." Though it wouldn't be long, considering he was only in pants by now. "Then undress yourself."

Once they were bare to each other, he figured that would help kindle Axel's urges and he'd think of something that would be fun for the both of them. "Have you thought about me, Lea? Tell me about it."

[chakramkeyblade]

Not really lazy. He just wanted to listen to that voice, so close to completely losing it, deep enough to almost be a growl. He shifted Saix back slightly as he unbuttoned his pants. "Of course I've thought about you. What, you want the details? I've had some pretty interesting dreams... And I usually wake up to jacking myself off in my sleep." He grins as he yanks Saix's pants down, one hand still pulling the fabric down while he tries to sneakily reach for his cock.

"You know how many times I've wanted to do this? I stopped counting."

WHOOPS thought I hit this already

[selenesknight]

"I do want the details..." A brow arched as his pants were suddenly yanked down, shifting here and there to accommodate him and shuddering as he felt that hand brush against his cock. He thought he was sneaky, huh? ... well, Saix really had no reason to deny him, now, did he? The warm touch on his sensitive flesh was more than welcome.

"What do you do to me in your dreams, Lea?" Once his pants were low enough to kick away, he resettled on his lap and leaned in to nuzzle his cheek, shamefully leeching his body heat, still cold from the dampness on his skin that was lingering. It seemed the best way to fix that would simply be to hold Axel close and tight~