X-mas fic for Sum-chan
Here is your X-mas present Suma-chan. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Title: Lap Dance
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: Axel/Demyx
Summary: Demyx starts a knew job and is welcomed by a fiery stranger.
Rating: M
Warnings: Yaoi AKA Boy/boy love, Explicit sexual content.
Lap Dance
“The Torch is proud to present its own Flurry of Dancing Flames, Axel!” Demyx’s announcement was met by a roar from the crowd as both men and women pressed to the raised stage dollar bills in hand. That’s right the Torch was a male strip club and Demyx was its newest DJ.
With a flip of a switch Demyx started the song and a tall, slender man with flaming red hair took the microphone as he stalked past toward the elongated stage carrying a chair. He wore thigh high black leather boot that sported a three inch spiked heel. The top of the boots stopped about a hands width short of the skin tight leather shorts that barely covered the redhead's ass. The shorts laced up the side and left a three inch thick strip of flesh visible through the lacing. The black leather choker that was so thick it covered most of Axel’s neck was fastened by a large silver buckle that matched the buckles that secured his black fingerless leather gloves. On his back flowed the tattoo that earned him his stage name. An infinity sign set on the vertical was mirrored on both sides by a tribal flame pattern that flowed in swirling spikes across his upper back and shoulder blades in deep blood crimson and black.
Placing the chair in the center of the stage Axel grinned raising the mic to his mouth. “We have a special treat for you all this evening. Tonight we will be welcoming our new DJ. Everyone, please welcome Demyx to the stage,” again the crowed cheered.
Demyx visibly paled at this announcement. No one had said anything about this to him. He stood rooted to the spot unable and unwilling to respond to the coaxing gestures Axel was making. “Oh dear he seems to be a bit shy. Marluxia, Zexion will you help our reluctant friend to the stage?”
A man with long pink hair grabbed his right arm and another with dark blue hair that covered his right eye grabbed Demyx's left arm. Both wore a minimum of clothing and were clearly dancers. They began to drag him toward the stage and the smirking redhead. His pride wouldn‘t let him be dragged on stage so he shook off the men and walked on stage by himself.
When he was close enough to clearly see Axel’s green eyes and the reverse teardrops tattooed beneath them, the redhead grinned again, “Welcome, Demyx. Take a seat and we’ll get this party started.”
Reluctantly Demyx sat on the chair and shot a look that clearly said ‘what are you going to do to me? ‘up at Axel. His back was stiff and his jaw was clenched. He was beginning to think he knew what was about to happen and would have preferred to avoid it.
Axel glided to stand behind Demyx’s chair and handed the microphone to Zexion who then left the stage, before placing his hands on the blonde’s shoulders massaging. With a suggestive leer for the audience he leaned down and whispered into Demy’s ear, “Relax, it’s just a lap dance. I promise you’ll enjoy it.”
Demyx found his eyes closing and a small shiver ran down his spine. Axel sensing the reaction smirked and signaled to Marluxia who had returned to the DJ’s booth. The music changed and Demyx felt Axel’s hands slowly slide down his chest undoing the buttons and opening his navy blue dress shirt, until the redheads chest was pressed to Demyx’s back. Moist heat blew across his neck as warm fingers brushed against his skin and Demyx had to swallow a moan.
The next moment Axel had spun around the chair was sitting in Demyx’s lap legs spread wide around the chair his hands gripping the back of the chair. Moving in rhythm with the pounding music Axel swirled his hips against Demyx’s thighs and hips. The movement didn’t end with his hips either his entire body moved in the sensual gyration pressing the redheads chest close to the blonde’s face. Demyx could smell the others scent vanilla and sandalwood, sweet and musky. He had to fight to keep from pressing his mouth to one semi erect nipple gripping the chair hard enough to turn his knuckles white.
Demyx could feel himself start to harden when Axel slipped from his lap to dance kneeling before him. The hands that had been holding the back of the chair came to Demyx’s knees and slowly spread his legs running up the inner thigh until his finger tips brushed just short of Demyx’s growing erection.
Dipping his head Axel ran his spiky red hair tickling down Demyx’s bared chest then back up. To the audience it no doubt looked like the dancer was giving the DJ a blowjob and they screamed as they threw bills onto the stage. Demyx could feel the heat from Axel’s breath and his cock twitched within the confines of his jeans.
In one fluid motion Axel stood, grabbed Demyx’s right wrist and yanked him to his feet. The blonde would have fallen if Axel hadn’t been there to catch him. There was an almost electric shock as their bare chests met and Demyx's hands caught hold of Axel's naked shoulders. Their bodies pressed together from chest to groin as Axel held Demyx against him. “You’re really going to enjoy the next part,” Axel spoke so only Demyx could hear. Demyx had just enough time to note the smirk before Axel spun him away from his body until he stood facing the back of the chair.
Axel held Demyx’s hands pinned to the back of the chair as he gently slid a leg between Demyx’s legs and spread them. If Axel had pantomimed a blowjob earlier now he was pantomiming sex. His hips thrust against Demyx's ass and he could feel the others hard shaft brush time and again against him. By now Demyx was finding it impossible to breathe normally and felt like he might explode if they didn’t stop or do this for real. He was so hard it hurt.
With a final thrust Axel wrapped an arm around Demyx shoulder he other around his waist and arched both their backs in simulation of reaching release. Demyx's mouth fell open in a silent moan as the crowed erupted into noise and showered the stage with money. Axel nipped Demyx's ear and whispered so quietly Demyx wasn't sure he'd actually spoken, "I'll finish this later."
On shaky legs Demyx let Axel lead him from the stage and back to his booth before the redhead disappeared through the curtain behind Demyx. The blonde set the system to the canned music the club played between shows then Demyx also walked through curtain.
Several rooms branched from the hallway. The first led to the dressing rooms where the dancers prepared. The second was the owner’s office. Demyx walked past these and headed into the employee bathroom. Splashing cold water on his face and neck Demyx tried to calm himself but his mind kept producing pictures of Axel’s body rubbing against him.
Giving in to the fantasy his mind was weaving Demyx closed his eyes as his hand made its way to his crotch the other braced against the sink. He began to rub along his erection through his jeans as he imagined that it was Axel’s hand touching him.
Axel quietly slipped into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. On silent feet the redhead paced closer to Demyx taking in the lustful expression on his face and the hand moving against the blonde’s nether region. With a grin of triumph Axel slid his arm around Demyx placing his own hand over the blonde’s where it touched his body.
Demyx’s eyes flew open at the touch to see Axel pressed to his back grinning, “A-Axel?”
“Didn’t I tell you that you would enjoy the lap dance? I've come to finish what I started,” Axel answered beginning to undo the button on Demyx’s jeans.
“Someone might walk in on us!” Demyx protested as Axel slid the zipper down.
“Then I’ll have to be quick about it,” Axel responded calmly slipping his hand into the now open pants and inside Demyx’s underwear to grasp the blonde’s straining erection. As he began to pump Axel brought his mouth to Demyx’s throat and began to nibble while his other hand slipped within the still open shirt and fondled the hard nub of a nipple.
Moaning Demyx tilted his head back and to the side more fully exposing his neck. Axel’s mouth moved from the other’s neck to his ear. The combination of Axel’s mouth at his ear and the friction on his cock brought Demyx with a muffled cry. Falling forward Demyx braced his hands against the sink and tried to catch his breath.
"I'm not done with you yet," Axel warned sliding the pants from Demyx's hips. One cum coated finger was slowly pressed inside Demyx who brought a hand to his mouth to stifle the hungry moan.
A hand pressing firmly between his shoulder blades forced Demyx to lay his chest against the counter. He jumped as his skin touched the cold tile but Axel's hand held him pinned. Rolling his eyes Demyx could see Axel in the mirror; see the hand that was slowly thrusting a finger in and out of him. He watched as a second and then a third finger was added the pleasure forcing his eyes closed as he moaned once again.
Demyx's eyes fluttered open as the fingers were removed. At some point Axel had managed to remove the leather shorts and put on a condom, Demyx could see his cock standing at attention. "P-please," he whimpered and begged, "I want you inside."
"I won't make you ask twice," Axel answered positioning himself he locked eyes on Demyx's face in the mirror and thrust, sheathing himself to the hilt.
"A-aaah, yesss," Demyx groaned as his eyes fell half lidded with pleasure.
Slowly Axel withdrew before thrusting forward again. His usually bright green eyes were dark with lust and his mouth was partly open as he panted his pleasure at the tight heat that Was Demyx’s welcoming body.
“Nnng, harder,” Demyx moaned as the slow pace continued. Axel was being too gentle and Demyx wanted what the dance earlier had promised. Raw, passionate sex.
Axel complied, gripping Demyx’s waist with both hands he began to slam into blonde man. The small bathroom echoed with the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the harsh pants of both men.
Hands pressed against the cold tile as demy fought not to scream his pleasure. He couldn’t stop the small almost animal sounds falling from his lips with each thrust. Whimpering and moaning Demyx watched Axel in the mirror, watched the pleasure play across the others face.
“Demyx, aahn,” Axel moaned with a final deep thrust as he came. Collapsing against Demyx the redhead panted as the two basked in the afterglow.
After a few long minutes Axel stood once more and began the process of cleaning up. Free from the redheads weight Demyx also rose from the sink and began straitening his clothes. When both men were once again clothed Axel stood grinning at the blonde who had his head hung and was looking anywhere but at the man he had just had sex with.
Axel closed the distance between and placed one finger against Demyx's chin forcing the blonde to raise his head. "Welcome to the Torch, Demyx. I for one am glad you are here," he said before taking Demyx's lips in a searing kiss that left the other lightheaded.
When Demyx finally recovered his wits he stood alone in the bathroom and only the lingering scent of vanilla, sandalwood, and sex assured Demyx that he hadn't just imagined it all. That smell and the heat that lingered where Axel had touched him, a heat that threatened to burn him up with the intensity of its passion.
Title: Lap Dance
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: Axel/Demyx
Summary: Demyx starts a knew job and is welcomed by a fiery stranger.
Rating: M
Warnings: Yaoi AKA Boy/boy love, Explicit sexual content.
Lap Dance
“The Torch is proud to present its own Flurry of Dancing Flames, Axel!” Demyx’s announcement was met by a roar from the crowd as both men and women pressed to the raised stage dollar bills in hand. That’s right the Torch was a male strip club and Demyx was its newest DJ.
With a flip of a switch Demyx started the song and a tall, slender man with flaming red hair took the microphone as he stalked past toward the elongated stage carrying a chair. He wore thigh high black leather boot that sported a three inch spiked heel. The top of the boots stopped about a hands width short of the skin tight leather shorts that barely covered the redhead's ass. The shorts laced up the side and left a three inch thick strip of flesh visible through the lacing. The black leather choker that was so thick it covered most of Axel’s neck was fastened by a large silver buckle that matched the buckles that secured his black fingerless leather gloves. On his back flowed the tattoo that earned him his stage name. An infinity sign set on the vertical was mirrored on both sides by a tribal flame pattern that flowed in swirling spikes across his upper back and shoulder blades in deep blood crimson and black.
Placing the chair in the center of the stage Axel grinned raising the mic to his mouth. “We have a special treat for you all this evening. Tonight we will be welcoming our new DJ. Everyone, please welcome Demyx to the stage,” again the crowed cheered.
Demyx visibly paled at this announcement. No one had said anything about this to him. He stood rooted to the spot unable and unwilling to respond to the coaxing gestures Axel was making. “Oh dear he seems to be a bit shy. Marluxia, Zexion will you help our reluctant friend to the stage?”
A man with long pink hair grabbed his right arm and another with dark blue hair that covered his right eye grabbed Demyx's left arm. Both wore a minimum of clothing and were clearly dancers. They began to drag him toward the stage and the smirking redhead. His pride wouldn‘t let him be dragged on stage so he shook off the men and walked on stage by himself.
When he was close enough to clearly see Axel’s green eyes and the reverse teardrops tattooed beneath them, the redhead grinned again, “Welcome, Demyx. Take a seat and we’ll get this party started.”
Reluctantly Demyx sat on the chair and shot a look that clearly said ‘what are you going to do to me? ‘up at Axel. His back was stiff and his jaw was clenched. He was beginning to think he knew what was about to happen and would have preferred to avoid it.
Axel glided to stand behind Demyx’s chair and handed the microphone to Zexion who then left the stage, before placing his hands on the blonde’s shoulders massaging. With a suggestive leer for the audience he leaned down and whispered into Demy’s ear, “Relax, it’s just a lap dance. I promise you’ll enjoy it.”
Demyx found his eyes closing and a small shiver ran down his spine. Axel sensing the reaction smirked and signaled to Marluxia who had returned to the DJ’s booth. The music changed and Demyx felt Axel’s hands slowly slide down his chest undoing the buttons and opening his navy blue dress shirt, until the redheads chest was pressed to Demyx’s back. Moist heat blew across his neck as warm fingers brushed against his skin and Demyx had to swallow a moan.
The next moment Axel had spun around the chair was sitting in Demyx’s lap legs spread wide around the chair his hands gripping the back of the chair. Moving in rhythm with the pounding music Axel swirled his hips against Demyx’s thighs and hips. The movement didn’t end with his hips either his entire body moved in the sensual gyration pressing the redheads chest close to the blonde’s face. Demyx could smell the others scent vanilla and sandalwood, sweet and musky. He had to fight to keep from pressing his mouth to one semi erect nipple gripping the chair hard enough to turn his knuckles white.
Demyx could feel himself start to harden when Axel slipped from his lap to dance kneeling before him. The hands that had been holding the back of the chair came to Demyx’s knees and slowly spread his legs running up the inner thigh until his finger tips brushed just short of Demyx’s growing erection.
Dipping his head Axel ran his spiky red hair tickling down Demyx’s bared chest then back up. To the audience it no doubt looked like the dancer was giving the DJ a blowjob and they screamed as they threw bills onto the stage. Demyx could feel the heat from Axel’s breath and his cock twitched within the confines of his jeans.
In one fluid motion Axel stood, grabbed Demyx’s right wrist and yanked him to his feet. The blonde would have fallen if Axel hadn’t been there to catch him. There was an almost electric shock as their bare chests met and Demyx's hands caught hold of Axel's naked shoulders. Their bodies pressed together from chest to groin as Axel held Demyx against him. “You’re really going to enjoy the next part,” Axel spoke so only Demyx could hear. Demyx had just enough time to note the smirk before Axel spun him away from his body until he stood facing the back of the chair.
Axel held Demyx’s hands pinned to the back of the chair as he gently slid a leg between Demyx’s legs and spread them. If Axel had pantomimed a blowjob earlier now he was pantomiming sex. His hips thrust against Demyx's ass and he could feel the others hard shaft brush time and again against him. By now Demyx was finding it impossible to breathe normally and felt like he might explode if they didn’t stop or do this for real. He was so hard it hurt.
With a final thrust Axel wrapped an arm around Demyx shoulder he other around his waist and arched both their backs in simulation of reaching release. Demyx's mouth fell open in a silent moan as the crowed erupted into noise and showered the stage with money. Axel nipped Demyx's ear and whispered so quietly Demyx wasn't sure he'd actually spoken, "I'll finish this later."
On shaky legs Demyx let Axel lead him from the stage and back to his booth before the redhead disappeared through the curtain behind Demyx. The blonde set the system to the canned music the club played between shows then Demyx also walked through curtain.
Several rooms branched from the hallway. The first led to the dressing rooms where the dancers prepared. The second was the owner’s office. Demyx walked past these and headed into the employee bathroom. Splashing cold water on his face and neck Demyx tried to calm himself but his mind kept producing pictures of Axel’s body rubbing against him.
Giving in to the fantasy his mind was weaving Demyx closed his eyes as his hand made its way to his crotch the other braced against the sink. He began to rub along his erection through his jeans as he imagined that it was Axel’s hand touching him.
Axel quietly slipped into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. On silent feet the redhead paced closer to Demyx taking in the lustful expression on his face and the hand moving against the blonde’s nether region. With a grin of triumph Axel slid his arm around Demyx placing his own hand over the blonde’s where it touched his body.
Demyx’s eyes flew open at the touch to see Axel pressed to his back grinning, “A-Axel?”
“Didn’t I tell you that you would enjoy the lap dance? I've come to finish what I started,” Axel answered beginning to undo the button on Demyx’s jeans.
“Someone might walk in on us!” Demyx protested as Axel slid the zipper down.
“Then I’ll have to be quick about it,” Axel responded calmly slipping his hand into the now open pants and inside Demyx’s underwear to grasp the blonde’s straining erection. As he began to pump Axel brought his mouth to Demyx’s throat and began to nibble while his other hand slipped within the still open shirt and fondled the hard nub of a nipple.
Moaning Demyx tilted his head back and to the side more fully exposing his neck. Axel’s mouth moved from the other’s neck to his ear. The combination of Axel’s mouth at his ear and the friction on his cock brought Demyx with a muffled cry. Falling forward Demyx braced his hands against the sink and tried to catch his breath.
"I'm not done with you yet," Axel warned sliding the pants from Demyx's hips. One cum coated finger was slowly pressed inside Demyx who brought a hand to his mouth to stifle the hungry moan.
A hand pressing firmly between his shoulder blades forced Demyx to lay his chest against the counter. He jumped as his skin touched the cold tile but Axel's hand held him pinned. Rolling his eyes Demyx could see Axel in the mirror; see the hand that was slowly thrusting a finger in and out of him. He watched as a second and then a third finger was added the pleasure forcing his eyes closed as he moaned once again.
Demyx's eyes fluttered open as the fingers were removed. At some point Axel had managed to remove the leather shorts and put on a condom, Demyx could see his cock standing at attention. "P-please," he whimpered and begged, "I want you inside."
"I won't make you ask twice," Axel answered positioning himself he locked eyes on Demyx's face in the mirror and thrust, sheathing himself to the hilt.
"A-aaah, yesss," Demyx groaned as his eyes fell half lidded with pleasure.
Slowly Axel withdrew before thrusting forward again. His usually bright green eyes were dark with lust and his mouth was partly open as he panted his pleasure at the tight heat that Was Demyx’s welcoming body.
“Nnng, harder,” Demyx moaned as the slow pace continued. Axel was being too gentle and Demyx wanted what the dance earlier had promised. Raw, passionate sex.
Axel complied, gripping Demyx’s waist with both hands he began to slam into blonde man. The small bathroom echoed with the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the harsh pants of both men.
Hands pressed against the cold tile as demy fought not to scream his pleasure. He couldn’t stop the small almost animal sounds falling from his lips with each thrust. Whimpering and moaning Demyx watched Axel in the mirror, watched the pleasure play across the others face.
“Demyx, aahn,” Axel moaned with a final deep thrust as he came. Collapsing against Demyx the redhead panted as the two basked in the afterglow.
After a few long minutes Axel stood once more and began the process of cleaning up. Free from the redheads weight Demyx also rose from the sink and began straitening his clothes. When both men were once again clothed Axel stood grinning at the blonde who had his head hung and was looking anywhere but at the man he had just had sex with.
Axel closed the distance between and placed one finger against Demyx's chin forcing the blonde to raise his head. "Welcome to the Torch, Demyx. I for one am glad you are here," he said before taking Demyx's lips in a searing kiss that left the other lightheaded.
When Demyx finally recovered his wits he stood alone in the bathroom and only the lingering scent of vanilla, sandalwood, and sex assured Demyx that he hadn't just imagined it all. That smell and the heat that lingered where Axel had touched him, a heat that threatened to burn him up with the intensity of its passion.