Just a little Demyx X Zexion for once... Some credits goes to Sora coz she helped me! Love you my dear!

Disclaimer: I own Ximara and the plot! Hands off them!

Demyx looked around the table – Zexion, Ximara, Axel, Xigbar, Roxas and himself were present.

"Demyx, it's your turn!" Ximara smiled encouragingly as she rolled the bottle toward him.

He caught it in between his legs and stared at the circle of friends he was playing with. Ximara couldn't care less who Demyx would be kissing as long as it wasn't her. But she really wanted Demyx to kiss Zexion. Axel and Roxas knew too well that Demyx had a crush on Zexion. Zexion, however, did not even look up from his book often enough to know what was going on in the game and Xigbar simply could not be bothered.

Taking a quick breath, Demyx spun the bottle gently. As the bottle slowed down, Ximara snickered as Axel and Roxas giggled.

"Well, would you look at that! He's all yours Demyx!" Xigbar remarked, nudging Zexion playfully on the shoulder.

"Zexion, you better get ready!" Ximara sniggered.

Zexion gasped and his one visible eye widened as his head snapped up to stare at the bottle then at the smirking face of Demyx.

Before he knew what exactly was happening, Demyx had leaned over, closing the space separating them and pressed his lips to Zexion's. They were soft, coaxing as they moved languidly against the slightly chapped skin of Zexion's. He felt like he was frozen, but slowly, each one of his tensed muscles relaxed and his eyes slipped shut.

His hands slowly raised, sliding up Demyx's arms until they were wrapped around Demyx's neck.

He jerked when he felt Demyx's cool hands on his hips, letting out a small sound of surprise. Demyx took advantage of the opportunity, slipping his tongue past Zexion's more than willing lips. The sound of the others' whistles and cat calls were mere background noise to the Nobody, his back unconsciously arching up into the one above him. Not even Ximara's squeals of delight made it past the haze of pleasure he was experiencing.

But the urge to breathe caught up with him, forcing Zexion to pull away from the kiss. He shivered slightly at the loss of contact.

Demyx looked at Zexion.

"You enjoyed that didn't you?" He asked, a teasing smile on his lips.

"Shut up," Zexion replied as he returned to his book, although the pink tint on his cheeks was far from subtle.

Demyx chuckled to himself as he settled back down into his seat. He liked the sight of a blushing Zexion, and decided that he should kiss the other Nobody more often.

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