Fic - Kingdom Hearts II (Xaldin/Xigbar; implied: III/II/VIII)
Title: Under the Desk
Author: stratataisen
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts II
Pairing: Xaldin/Xigbar (implied: Xaldin/Xigbar/Axel)
Rating: R/NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue!
Xaldin glared at the piles of paper sitting peacefully on his desk. Normally he didn’t mind paperwork as much as the others did, but when it started formed rather large towers is when he started to become rather annoyed by it. The paperwork currently in the in-box was exceeding that limit by leaps and bounds. And the only reason he had this much paperwork to begin with was because some loudmouthed, ceiling hanging, asshole of a sharpshooter decided to use his position of power as II to dump it on III. To say the lancer was a little bit peeved was a vast understatement.
“Well, someone looks rather pissed off.” Came a voice from above the lancer’s head.
Xaldin didn’t even bother looking up from what he was doing, already knowing who was there. “Whose fault would that be?” He heard feet starting to walk across the ceiling. “And don’t you dare even think about leaving footprints while you’re up there.”
Xigbar just snorted and dropped down from his spot. “I don’t see what you’re getting all pissy about. You said you liked doing the paperwork. I don’t, so I’m letting you handle it.”
Xaldin’s eye twitched as he continued to write. “I said I didn’t mind doing my own paperwork, I said nothing about doing anyone else’s.”
“Well excu~se me for misunderstanding.” The Freeshooter said, voice dripping with sarcasm.
“Humph.” Xaldin glanced at the man standing next to him. “You’ll just have to make it up to me later.”
Xigbar snorted. “As if.” Then he paused. A thoughtful look passed over his face as he thought about what the dragoon has said. A rather large mischievous grin spread across his lips. Moving forward he leaned down in front the other man, one arm braced against the far arm of the chair while the other wrapped around the back of Xaldin’s neck. He brought his face in closer so that when he spoke their lips brushed against each other’s. “Instead of later, how about I just make it up to you right now?”
Xaldin’s face never betrayed his thoughts; he just calmly looked back at the sniper in front of him. “And what did you have in mind, Xigbar?”
Instead of answering, the sniper pressed in the rest of the way and joined their lips together. He felt the other’s tongue snake into his mouth almost automatically and smirked inwardly to himself. Sex was always a good way to get people to do what you wanted, not to mention the plus of getting laid yourself.
The dragoon set the pen he was writing with down and cradled the back of Xigbar’s head with that hand. With the other he began to unzip the sniper’s jacket. “Off. Now.”
Xigbar snickered. “Aren’t we demanding, what if I don’t want to take it off?” Despite saying this he still shrugged off the heavy leather coat.
“I’m allowed to be, this is my payment for doing your paperwork, remember?” Xaldin yanked him in for another kiss, practically tearing his shirt from his body.
“Hey, what about you?” He managed to get through the kiss.
“What about me?” Xaldin asked as he let his gloved hands roam over the flat planes of Xigbar’s chest and stomach, pausing rub his thumbs over caramel colored buds.
“Your clothes, take them off as well. I’m not going to be the only one half naked here.” Xigbar managed to pant out.
“If you want them off, you take them off yourself.”
Xigbar groaned as Xaldin leaned in and took a nipple into his mouth. He was about to respond to Xaldin when lips were moved up his chest and semi-sharp teeth bit at his neck. “Hey! Watch it with those things, I like my skin where it is, thank you very much!”
Xaldin just chuckled as he lapsed at the already bruised skin with his tongue. “I forgot how easily you bruise.”
“Oh, shut up.” He kissed him again, trying to hide the small blush that graced his cheeks. Bracing one arm against the back of the chair, Xigbar reached for the zipper to the dragoon’s coat. He began to unzip it slowly, letting one finger slide along the newly opened area of the coat. He paused over Xaldin’s crotch, giving the area a nice long rub with his hand, forcing a kiss muffled moan from III. Once the jacket was fully unzipped he began to rid the larger man of the heavy jacket. “Better.” He said into the kiss.
Xaldin continued the kiss as he stood up, slowly pushing II back against the desk. He began to unbuckle Xigbar’s pants, sliding them down over slim hip. He took a hold of the hardened length with a gloved hand and started to stroke it slowly.
The hand on him caused him to wither against the edge of the desk as his hips tried to thrust foreword only to be stopped by Xaldin’s other hand. He whimpered when that hand stopped moving, ceasing that delicious friction, and moved to his other hip. That whimper turned into a moan when he was turned around and bent over the desk. “Fuck.”
“With pleasure.” Xaldin said as he reached for the lube. Removing the glove on his left hand he coated three fingers with the clear liquid substance. Fully aware of the fact that Xigbar really didn’t need any preparation he was about to push all three fingers in when the door opened.
“Hey, Xaldin, have you seen Xig-GAH~!” Axel froze in the doorway, awestricken at the sight before him.
Xaldin let a sigh of annoyance out. “Axel, you’re supposed to knock before you enter someone’s room.”
VIII shook out of his daze and closed the door. “Had this been your bedroom, I would have.”
“Well, now you know to knock on his office door too.” Xigbar snorted, rather irradiated at the interruption. “Now go away, we’re in the middle of something.”
Axel tilted his head slightly, looking at the two older Nobodies curiously. He smirked. “What? Can’t I join you?”
Xigbar looked up at the flame Nobody then back at the lancer behind him, a question clear in his one eye.
Xaldin just sighed again. “Do whatever you like.”
“Yay!” The red-haired Nobody make a move towards the desk when the door opened yet again.
“Did anyone hear that-WHAT THE FUCK!?” Demyx near passed out from the instant nosebleed he got.
There was complete silence in for a few moments before Axel started to snicker. “Well that’s one way to phrase it.”
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Author: stratataisen
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts II
Pairing: Xaldin/Xigbar (implied: Xaldin/Xigbar/Axel)
Rating: R/NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue!
Xaldin glared at the piles of paper sitting peacefully on his desk. Normally he didn’t mind paperwork as much as the others did, but when it started formed rather large towers is when he started to become rather annoyed by it. The paperwork currently in the in-box was exceeding that limit by leaps and bounds. And the only reason he had this much paperwork to begin with was because some loudmouthed, ceiling hanging, asshole of a sharpshooter decided to use his position of power as II to dump it on III. To say the lancer was a little bit peeved was a vast understatement.
“Well, someone looks rather pissed off.” Came a voice from above the lancer’s head.
Xaldin didn’t even bother looking up from what he was doing, already knowing who was there. “Whose fault would that be?” He heard feet starting to walk across the ceiling. “And don’t you dare even think about leaving footprints while you’re up there.”
Xigbar just snorted and dropped down from his spot. “I don’t see what you’re getting all pissy about. You said you liked doing the paperwork. I don’t, so I’m letting you handle it.”
Xaldin’s eye twitched as he continued to write. “I said I didn’t mind doing my own paperwork, I said nothing about doing anyone else’s.”
“Well excu~se me for misunderstanding.” The Freeshooter said, voice dripping with sarcasm.
“Humph.” Xaldin glanced at the man standing next to him. “You’ll just have to make it up to me later.”
Xigbar snorted. “As if.” Then he paused. A thoughtful look passed over his face as he thought about what the dragoon has said. A rather large mischievous grin spread across his lips. Moving forward he leaned down in front the other man, one arm braced against the far arm of the chair while the other wrapped around the back of Xaldin’s neck. He brought his face in closer so that when he spoke their lips brushed against each other’s. “Instead of later, how about I just make it up to you right now?”
Xaldin’s face never betrayed his thoughts; he just calmly looked back at the sniper in front of him. “And what did you have in mind, Xigbar?”
Instead of answering, the sniper pressed in the rest of the way and joined their lips together. He felt the other’s tongue snake into his mouth almost automatically and smirked inwardly to himself. Sex was always a good way to get people to do what you wanted, not to mention the plus of getting laid yourself.
The dragoon set the pen he was writing with down and cradled the back of Xigbar’s head with that hand. With the other he began to unzip the sniper’s jacket. “Off. Now.”
Xigbar snickered. “Aren’t we demanding, what if I don’t want to take it off?” Despite saying this he still shrugged off the heavy leather coat.
“I’m allowed to be, this is my payment for doing your paperwork, remember?” Xaldin yanked him in for another kiss, practically tearing his shirt from his body.
“Hey, what about you?” He managed to get through the kiss.
“What about me?” Xaldin asked as he let his gloved hands roam over the flat planes of Xigbar’s chest and stomach, pausing rub his thumbs over caramel colored buds.
“Your clothes, take them off as well. I’m not going to be the only one half naked here.” Xigbar managed to pant out.
“If you want them off, you take them off yourself.”
Xigbar groaned as Xaldin leaned in and took a nipple into his mouth. He was about to respond to Xaldin when lips were moved up his chest and semi-sharp teeth bit at his neck. “Hey! Watch it with those things, I like my skin where it is, thank you very much!”
Xaldin just chuckled as he lapsed at the already bruised skin with his tongue. “I forgot how easily you bruise.”
“Oh, shut up.” He kissed him again, trying to hide the small blush that graced his cheeks. Bracing one arm against the back of the chair, Xigbar reached for the zipper to the dragoon’s coat. He began to unzip it slowly, letting one finger slide along the newly opened area of the coat. He paused over Xaldin’s crotch, giving the area a nice long rub with his hand, forcing a kiss muffled moan from III. Once the jacket was fully unzipped he began to rid the larger man of the heavy jacket. “Better.” He said into the kiss.
Xaldin continued the kiss as he stood up, slowly pushing II back against the desk. He began to unbuckle Xigbar’s pants, sliding them down over slim hip. He took a hold of the hardened length with a gloved hand and started to stroke it slowly.
The hand on him caused him to wither against the edge of the desk as his hips tried to thrust foreword only to be stopped by Xaldin’s other hand. He whimpered when that hand stopped moving, ceasing that delicious friction, and moved to his other hip. That whimper turned into a moan when he was turned around and bent over the desk. “Fuck.”
“With pleasure.” Xaldin said as he reached for the lube. Removing the glove on his left hand he coated three fingers with the clear liquid substance. Fully aware of the fact that Xigbar really didn’t need any preparation he was about to push all three fingers in when the door opened.
“Hey, Xaldin, have you seen Xig-GAH~!” Axel froze in the doorway, awestricken at the sight before him.
Xaldin let a sigh of annoyance out. “Axel, you’re supposed to knock before you enter someone’s room.”
VIII shook out of his daze and closed the door. “Had this been your bedroom, I would have.”
“Well, now you know to knock on his office door too.” Xigbar snorted, rather irradiated at the interruption. “Now go away, we’re in the middle of something.”
Axel tilted his head slightly, looking at the two older Nobodies curiously. He smirked. “What? Can’t I join you?”
Xigbar looked up at the flame Nobody then back at the lancer behind him, a question clear in his one eye.
Xaldin just sighed again. “Do whatever you like.”
“Yay!” The red-haired Nobody make a move towards the desk when the door opened yet again.
“Did anyone hear that-WHAT THE FUCK!?” Demyx near passed out from the instant nosebleed he got.
There was complete silence in for a few moments before Axel started to snicker. “Well that’s one way to phrase it.”
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