Amanda: In the time I've been here on FF. net, I've come to a conclusion:

WRITING SEQUELS IS HARD!

That's all I have to say about that.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, side-plot, or pairing, but I do own this story. Yay me! :D

Warning: (((LEMON!!))) (My first too, so it might suck.), Language, Inappropriate usage of a mission.

NOTE: Not essential to the plot. Skip if you wish; just mindless smut.

Chapter 5: Trip to the Hallow

Zexion's POV

Xemnas called us back to his office two days later. He usually doesn't have much contact with the rest of the organization outside of meals and meetings, so it was a bit of a surprise. He looked nervous as we entered, but he'd regained his composure by the time we sat down. He was probably still a little weirded out from our previous visit. He cleared his throat.

"I have a task for you two." I blinked. Xemnas had never called on us for that kind of thing. He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. "I need you to keep in mind that the only reason that I called upon you for this assignment is because it's so easy, you couldn't possibly mess it up."

"What is it, Superior?" Demyx questioned innocently, leaning his head to the side. I chuckled under my breath; I think sometimes he acts cute just to make people feel uncomfortable. Xemnas sighed.

"All you have to do is see how much is left of Radiant Garden. I need to know the sate of the land, if there are any remaining inhabitants, how many heartless currently reside there, and I need to know the status of the castle. Especially the castle." He emphasized, staring us down menacingly. His request surprised me, but I raised no questions. Demyx, however, having never been out on an assignment before, seemed perfectly content with the task that had been given to us. Demyx nodded, grinning widely.

"Yes sir!" He replied enthusiastically, getting up and bouncing out the door. I got up to follow him, but I felt the need to voice the question that had been bugging me from the start.

"Superior?" He looked up at me. "Why us?" He chuckled bitterly and scowled.

"Because, VI, you two are the only two that get along in this Naught-damned castle."

"Whoa!" Demyx exclaimed after stumbling out of the portal I had summoned. He'd had trouble conjuring portals from the beginning, so he had to hitch a ride with me.

…not that I minded.

"What a mess!" Demyx noted frowning. "It's completely destroyed…" We looked around at the ruins of our old home. Water covered everything, and only small bits of white stone were left exposed. Above us, a system of cables ran up to… I laughed.

"'Especially the castle' he says. The castle's the only thing left!" I took his hand and led us up to the building. I frowned. "Even it's torn up. Those heartless really went to town, didn't they?"

"Yeah," he agreed, looking around hesitantly. 'But everything else is just… gone." He ventured closer at the castle, scratching at chipping paint. "Hey, Zexy, some of this tuff is new. Who do you think put it here?" I Shrugged.

"No clue." A few heartless came around the corner after a moment and they looked thrilled at the prospect of a meal. However, when they realized who (what?) we were, they merely hissed at us and walked past, heads lowered. Demyx wrinkled his nose in disgust.

"I hate heartless," he stated, "they're so…"

"Primitive? Wasteful? ...Creepy?" I guessed. He shrugged.

"I was going to say icky, but yeah, those too." He looked guilty after a moment, and added, "I guess I'm a bit of a hypocrite for saying that, though, considering…" I frowned at his damped mood, and walked towards him.

"Considering what?" I inquired.

"…Considering we're just like them, 'cept we look different." He looked down. I wrapped my arms around his waist and stared at him with pity.

"Now you know that's not true!" I brought up a hand to lift his chin and I pecked him softly on the mouth. "We're much smarter then them," I nuzzled his hair, "much more human then them," I kissed him again, "and we feel a lot more than they do. Aren't you the one always telling everyone that we do have hearts?" I pressed my lips to his a third time for emphasis, allowing my self to taste the flavor there. After a moment, he smiled against my lips, and then pulled away.

…But just barely.

"I guess you're right," He concluded, "Sorry about that. , Heh, random burst of depression. You always know how to make me feel better."

"Of course I do. Am. Whatever." I smiled at him, pulling his body flush to mine. "Plus, no heartless I know can kiss like you. It's a bonus I guess." He faked irritation.

"You better not be kissing any heartless. I'd be PISSED." He told me, grinning playfully, and I laughed. I led him back to the nearest wall and pushed him against it. His lips met mine heatedly, begging for a response. I gave in quickly, dominating the kiss, my tongue pressing into the warm, wet cavern. He moaned quietly as I explored every crevice of his mouth, and his tongue joined in, twisting and twirling around mine.

"You taste so good…" I moaned to him, and he moaned back, pressing his body closer to mine.

"Zexy…" He said my name hotly, and as my lips moved onto his neck, he started to pant. He tilted his head up, giving me better access to his skin. I licked and nipped at the flesh there, sucking lightly and smirking against his skin.

"I want you." I told him, biting down particularly hard on a very sensitive vein at the base of his throat. He moaned, burying his fingers in my hair, tugging gently. "Right here, right now." He chuckled softly, leaning down and nipping on the sensitive curve of my neck, earning a groan.

"You're so bad, Zexy." He laughed playfully, eyes half-lidded. I rolled my eyes as he teased me for my normally calm nature. He smiled apologetically and allowed me to claim his lips again, dragging us to the ground.

Demyx groaned eagerly, helping my get his robe undone quickly, revealing a tan, lightly toned torso. I stared hungrily for once very glad that Demyx hadn't followed the dress code and worn clothes under his robe. I ran my hands over my lover's skin, giving his lovely body the attention it well deserved. Demyx purred, loving the feel of bare skin on skin. He stared at me through half-lidded eyes, silently urging me on. Smirking heavily, I dipped my head to capture one of his hard, pink nipples in my mouth, sucking hard, grazing my teeth over it.

"Zexion!" He moaned breathlessly, arching upward to press the sensitive flesh harder to my mouth. Grinning, I flicked my tongue over the nub, a hand coming up to tweak the other. He groaned happily, stroking my back, becoming aroused at my ministrations. I smirked, removing his robe completely, and began trailing licks and kisses down his chest. I stopped just short of his boxers, and then I placed a teasing kiss over his clothed erection. He moaned needfully, his eyes snapping closed instantly and the sensation. "Fuck, Zexy," He moaned, "Don't tease me! Please, I want it now! I want-" he gasped as I cupped him through his boxers, stroking him slowly.

"Want what, Demyx?" I asked him, grasping him harder, grinning smugly. "Tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it."

"Please," He gasped out, "…suck…now."

"See? Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" I pulled down his boxers freeing his hardened length. "…But you are." I added as an after thought, stroking him lightly. "I'm kind of proud of myself for being able to do this to you so quickly."

"You'd be amazed what you do to me." I paused for a moment to smile softly at him, leaning up to kiss him softly on the lips. Not wanting to make my fishy wait any longer, I went back down to his waist, and after giving him a hot gaze, took his length into my mouth.

"Oh, Naught." Demy gasped, burying hid fingers in my hair, moaning long and loud. "Oh fuck Zexy, please suck me…" Damn, Demyx, you're getting me hard…

"I like this eager side of you, Demy…" I purred, running my tongue over the sensitive underside of his member, enticing a soft moan from his parted lips. Wanting to hear more, I slowing took him entirely into my mouth, sucking gently. He whimpered, biting his lip and tightening his fingers in my hair. I moved up and sucked hungrily at the head, dipping the tip of my tongue into the tiny slit. Demyx panted desperately, throwing back his head and giving a low groan.

"Fuck, Zexion…" I continued to please him for a few more minutes, teasing him until he was on the brink of release, then I stopped suddenly. He groaned displeased.

"You're mean, Zexy." He stated, and I smirked.

"You didn't think I'd let you come that quickly, did you?" He whimpered, and he cupped my face between his hands, bringing me down to where our lips were only inches apart.

"I need you, Zexy," He kissed me fiercely; "I need you so bad." His words were laced with utter wanting, and I groaned as I grew harder. He stared me straight in the eyes. "Please take me, Zexy. Please." He pushed me back up into a sitting position, and I froze.

I stared breathless at the wanton image beneath me: my fishy, my sweet, sexy fishy, staring at me lustfully, cheeks flushed, hair tousled, panting gently, and his beautiful tan body completely exposed. How could I resist?

"Alright, Demyx, I'll have you," He moaned happily, "But only because you asked so nicely." I chuckled quietly. I began to take my robe off, and I held my hand up to his mouth. "Suck." I commanded, and he happily complied, taking three fingers into his mouth and sucking gently. I felt my eyes slip closed and a small sound escaped my lips. My fishy had such a talented mouth; I couldn't help but imagine his mouth on a much more… sensitive area.

Once my fingers were sufficiently coated, I removed them from my lover's mouth and leaned him back so I could prepare him for the upcoming intrusion.

"Relax now," I urged him, and slowly inserted one digit inside him. He whimpered in discomfort, but relaxed a moment later, allowing me too continue. I moved the finger, stretching him; exploring him. I added a second finger, and his inner walls tightened, and he relaxed again. I scissored his entrance, opening him up for me. I repeated the process a third time, this time pushing the fingers deep inside him, searching; probing for that bundle of nerves that would send him into ecstasy…

"Oohhh…" He whispered breathlessly as my fingers brushed their target. I began thrusting them in and out, aiming for that same spot. Fishy moaned and pushed back on them, eager for more of that pleasure. I withdrew them a moment later, and he gave a whine at the loss of sensation. I gave him a quick peck on the lips as reassurance, then after taking off the rest of my clothes, I positioned my hardened length at his entrance. Catching his lips passionately to distract him, I swiftly pushed my self in fully, and moaned at the warm, wet heat that engulfed me. I felt fishy give a groan of pain against my lips, his warmth clenching in protest.

"God fishy, how are you still so tight?" This was truly surprising; after all the times we'd done this, and he still felt like a virgin. I gave him a moment to adjust, but he'd have none of it. He was tired of waiting.

"Move, dammit!" He moaned, holding my hands to his hips. I grinned; there's my sweet, horny fishy… I thrust slowly at first, focusing on sheathing myself fully inside him (which was difficult, considering all logical thought was failing me at the moment). Fishy seemed to just be lying there, drunk with the feeling. A dark blush had come over his face and my name escaped his lips in sweet little pants.

"Zexion…oh, Zexy…" I groaned, lost in the feeling, and I began to push into him harder and faster than before, body begging for more of that delicious heat, and determined to bring my fishy the pleasure he was giving me. I knew I was close to that goal, so close, just a little more…

Just deeper,

deeper, and-

"Ahh!"

There.

I continued plunging into him again and again, aiming for that sweet, sensitive spot that made the yummy body beneath me scream and shake with pleasure. I began pumping his hard shaft, pacing it in time with my thrusts. Demyx gasped and moan loudly, his kissable pink lips parting and his gorgeous cerulean eyes flitting closed.

"Say my name." I moaned to him, spikes of pleasure shooting up my spine.

"Zexion!" He moaned obediently, with a little help from a particularly sensual caress to his cock.

"N-no," I replied, panting. Not what I had been looking for. Even through his aroused gaze, he managed to pull a confused look. He tried again.

"I-Ienzo?" He questioned, and I groaned.

"Yes." I moaned. Something about hear my name, my real name, on his lips was so arousing. It was the name I'd had when I still possessed my heart; when I'd first made him hot like this. I thrust in hard.

"Ienzo!" He yelled helplessly, wanting more.

"Myde…" I murmured heavily, pounding into him lustfully. As I hit his sweet spot harder, he bit his lip, tossing his head from side to side, trying to keep from screaming. The image was, overall, very sexy.

"Fuck, Myde, has anyone ever told you you can be really damn hot when you want to be?" I didn't pause my ministrations.

"Just…you…" He replied in between pants. "Oh, hell… harder!" Our actions surprised even me… It was as if as soon as I found his sweet spot, we transformed into entirely different people; people only interested in finding their own pleasure, and not caring for anything else. With a gasp, I felt the heat pooling in my abdomen grow hotter, and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. Groaning, I began taking him at a maniac pace, driving in fast, helping us to further lose ourselves in gasps and moans and heat. I felt pre-cum leaking out form the hardness in my hand and grinned; Fishy was close too. I rubbed the creamy liquid over the head of my lover's cock with my thumb, and he moaned.

"Ienzo," (I moan), "Please, harder, faster, anyway you want, just make me cum!" He moaned again, desperate for release. Naught, I'm so close, I need this so bad…I stroked him faster, having him hard and gasping as I felt the first tinges of my upcoming climax. We panted breathlessly, unable to hold back our cries any longer.

"Ienzo! Yes!"

"God, you feel fantastic!"

"Mmm, yes, just like that!..." Pant, pant.

"S-so good…" Gasp.

"…Ah… ahh!"

"That's it Myde; cum for me…" Moan.

"Ienzo!"

"Myde…!"

"Ienzo! Yes! Ahh!" Warm cum slips through my fingers and his inner walls contract around me…!

"Ah, fuck, Myde!" I'm cumming hard; my visions gone white-

…

Pant, pant, pant…

…

"…Damn." Our bodies quake with the after shock of orgasm, and we lay there, spent. Fishy's clutching my shoulders, and I'm holding him against me.

Slowly, we smile.

"That was fun." He whispers. I nod, and nuzzle his neck affectionately. We stay that way for a while, but eventually, we stand on shaky legs.

"We should be getting back." I mutter to him quietly, pulling on my robe.

"What will we tell Mansex?" He's already dressed; damn, he's fast!

"The truth: There's nothing here." I scooped him up, and we left, already dreading writing up a boring report that didn't include hot smex. (A/N: XD)

(You know, Xemnas probably would have wanted to know about the soulless creature inhabiting the body of Riku and carrying around his heart inside the castle, but oh well! XD)

Teh Ende!!1!

Amanda: Demy likes it rough! Ending sucked! XD So guys how was my first Lemon? I think it turned into porn unintentionally…Loved it? Hated it? Let me know!

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