[FIC] Kingdom Hearts
Title: N/A
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: Saix/Axel
Rating: R
Word Count: 610 words
Notes: WARNING for non-con.



Axel's head made a very satisfying thud as it impacted the wall, but more satisfying still was the slight gasp that escaped his lips. Saix's hands tightened their grip on the thick leather of the other Nobody's coat and stepped forward to pin him there. He had barely a moment to admire his handiwork--the splay of long, leather-covered limbs and tousled crimson hair against the stark white of the wall appealing to what little of an artistic side he had--before Axel ruined it by laughing.

"Man," he wheezed, sounding more amused than he had any right to be. "What's with you? Is it that stick in your ass? 'Cause it sure can't be comfortable."

"You're my problem, Eight," Saix ground out through gritted teeth, "as you well know."

"Oh, so it's personal? Lucky me. For a while there I was thinking you had me mixed up with your personal punching ba--fuck!" His head snapped back.

Saix returned his hand to its previous position on front of Axel's jacket, a slow smile playing across his lips. "Thanks for the suggestion."

With a growl, Axel jerked forwards, teeth snapping closed with an audible click mere inches from the other's nose. "Very funny, you bastard," he spat. His tongue darted out to lick a spot of blood from his now-swollen lip, slowly swirling around the cut.

His mind startled from thoughts of violence, Saix found his eyes riveted to every flick of Axel's tongue. He was suddenly very aware of the proximity of the other man's body, as well as the near-opressive heat that seemed to emanate from him. It felt like it was slowly seeping into his own body, stirring something deep in the pit of his stomach. Before he realized it, he was leaning closer.

"The hell?" Axel's eyes widened, his expression a strange mix of disgust and disbelief. He jerked his hips forward, closing the little distance left between their bodies. "What, finally discovered my irresistible attractiveness? I'm flattered, but--"

"Shut up, Eight." Saix could feel himself changing, the growing hunger waking the beast inside him. It felt good to let himself go, let the instinct always slumbering beneath the surface take control.

"What, going to deny it? I've got some pretty good evidence right he--"

It was always strange, the sensation of his teeth sharpening, the faint lines of his scar becoming something broader. "Shut. Up," he snarled, forcing his lips against Axel's. He forced his tongue inside the warmth of his mouth, biting down hard on the inside of his lip. The coppery tang of blood filled his mouth, and he groaned, losing himself in the pleasure of rubbing against the hard muscle of Axel's thigh.

Which is why he nearly missed the telltale smell of ozone and flare of heat. Jumping back just in time, barely avoiding the searing flames that sprung up around the other Nobody. "Get the fuck away from me, Seven." Axel's voice was low and dangerous, quiet in a way that rarely boded well. With one last look of pure venom, he stepped backwards into a hastily-summoned portal.

Saix took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself down. It didn't work--his breath was still coming in short gasps, and he knew that his appearance was still that of his other form. There was nothing for it--he could hardly let the others see him in this state. He'd have to find the Superior and ask for... assistance. Running his tongue over one sharpened tooth and catching the last remnants of blood-taste, he couldn't help but smirk. He'd deal with Axel later.