Rating: NC-17 liek whoa
Prompt: Fight, fight, fight
Written For: thru_violets and also snuck into 33randomfics prompt 31: Writers's Choice
Notes: Even though I absolutely love LuxDem, I’ve never actually written it before. Thanks for the opportunity!
It was a quiet day at the castle (well, as quiet as the castle could be) and in a far corner, two Nobodies were at each other’s throats. Demyx let out a groan of frustration as he rolled toward Luxord, doing what damage his die self could do, almost counting the seconds until he was himself again. “You cheat!” Demyx accused, shaking his head as he tried to recover from being turned into a die yet again.
“S’ not cheating. I just take advantage of weakness when I see it,” Luxord replied, sending cards through several water clones before realizing that his dice were a better idea. The water just made the cards soggy and useless.
“Did you say something about weakness?” he laughed and dozens of water bubbles suddenly began to fall from the sky, soaking Luxord and his preferred weapon. He took advantage of Luxord’s slightly distracted state and sent a powerful jet of water toward him, successfully pinning him against the wall. “Give up yet?” he called out, adrenaline running rampant though his system.
“Fine, you win,” he relented, snapping his fingers and causing his cards and dice to disappear.
Demyx smirked and replaced the water with himself, pressing Luxord against the wall, nipping at his ear. “You remember our little wager?”
“Wager? Ah, that,” Luxord moaned when Demyx shifted his hips, grinding his erection into his ass.
“Yea, that. I get to top, and I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time,” Demyx said, unzipping Luxords coat and tossing it carelessly to the floor.
“Bring it on Waterboy,” Luxord taunted, biting his lip when Demyx unzipped his pants, bypassing his throbbing cock as he pulled them down. “Shall we move this elsewhere?” he asked, turning around, the wall cold on his bare back.
“Nope. I plan on fucking you right here where anyone could walk in on us.” Demyx kissed him roughly before turning him back around, pressing him against the wall once again. “Do you know how sexy you look like this? Pants around your ankles, cock begging to be touched?” he practically purred, unfastening his own pants and pulling them down just enough to free himself.
“Demyx,” he moaned softly, unable to believe he was already this close to cumming with only the barest touches; maybe he should let Demyx top more often. “God, please tell me you have lube,” he asked suddenly, hoping that the usually forgetful Demyx had remembered to come prepared.
Demyx silently pulled off one of gloves as he reached into the pocket of his coat and pulled out an almost empty bottle. He flicked open the cap and the smell of grapes suddenly assaulted Luxords nose. “Did you really think I’d forget?” he asked, slipping once slick finger into Luxord’s tight opening.
“Fuck,” Luxord whispered, eyes rolling back in his head at the sudden intrusion. He was better prepared for the second finger, his gloved fingers trying to clutch at the smooth wall when the questing fingers brushed against that place deep inside him.
“You ready?” Demyx asked, his fingers leaving Luxord as he brushed kisses along the back of his neck and down his spine.
“I will kill you if you stop now,” Luxord threatened, turning his head to look back at Demyx.
Demyx laughed and guided himself inside Luxord, pressing slowing into that tight heat, forcing himself to go slowly; it had been a while since Luxord had bottomed and he didn’t wish to cause his lover undue pain. “So tight,” he moaned softly, bracing his gloved head against the wall as he pulled out almost entirely before thrusting again, harder this time.
“Demyx, please, there!” he cried out when Demyx hit that sweet bundle of nerves and began to assault it with each deep thrust. Demyx’s ungloved hand ran down Luxord’s chest, leaving trails of the clear lube down the toned muscles.
“Come on Lux, I know you’re close. Cum for me,” Demyx requested, wrapping his hand loosely around Luxord’s cock, pumping in rhythm with his thrusts, determined to make Luxord cum first.
“Dem-yx,” Luxord moaned, his world going white as he came all over the wall and Demyx’s hand, gasping in pleasure.
The clenching of Luxord’s muscles was all it took for Demyx to lose the control he was barely holding onto. He sank his teeth into Luxord’s shoulder, moaning into the bite as he came.
“That was fucking hot,” Luxord gasped, wincing slightly when Demyx pulled out and allowed him to turn around.
Demyx laughed and rested his head against Luxord’s, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “That it was. Now I think it’s time for somewhere more comfortable,” he suggested, pressing his hand to the wall and opening a portal to his room.