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A day and eleven hours later.
Non virtual meet up - Demyx:
"Flight number 609 has now arrived at Gate B6. Please see baggage claim Number Nine for any checked baggage. Thank you." Here is was. The moment of truth. After chatting almost nonstop for almost two months, many phone calls and webchats, and at least one more mutual masturbation session online, I was finally meeting him in person. My boyfriend. Who, as far as I know, hadn't ever been to the city before, so would probably be nervous about that as well as nervous about meeting me.
I know that I was extremely nervous about seeing him in person. What if he decided that he didn't like me? I mean, I was much more annoying in person, I'm sure. Nervously I straightened my shirt and smoothed it over the top of my jeans. Was my hair okay? I frantically searched around for a shiny surface to check the spiky top part. The worker emptying the garbage can looked at me strangely as I tried to get my reflection to not warp, at least enough to check my hair. My teeth were clean and I popped another tick tack. I did NOT want to have bad breath when I met him.
The escalators were being filled with passengers who had just disembarked from the plane at Gate B6. This was it! I bounced up on the balls of my feet, looking for that amazing light blueish hair that would alert me to Zexion's presence. There! No, that was some old lady's brightly colored sweater. Wincing, I looked again.
"Where are you..." I murmured. Had he missed his flight? What if he wasn't coming? Had he changed his mind, and if he did, would he ever answer his email again? There! My heart started pounding and my breath started coming fast. I could see him...
Shorter than me, but not by much, his hair was combed over to the side, almost obscuring his right eye. He wore a dark blue hoodie with regular jeans and he was carrying what looked to be a laptop bag. He was breathtaking. And he was here to be with me. I couldn't stop the grin that spread over my face, the other passengers eyeing me strangely when I jumped up and down waving my hands to get his attention.
"Zexion! Over here, Zex!" His eyes immediately caught mine, and I almost drowned in the blue they were. "Wow." I whispered, suddenly coming to a stand still. The picture, the crappy webcam, even the video he had made me, didn't do those beautiful eyes justice. I could lose myself in them. He quickly walked over to me. Ten feet...five feet...two feet...Shit, he was standing right in front of me! I was frozen in place.
His eyes cast down to the ground for a split second, just the right amount of time for a light blush to cover his cheeks. His right hand nervously tugging on the strap of his bag, the tip of his teeth showing as he bit onto his bottom lip, big eyes staring straight back at me now.
"Hi..." He breathed. I know I was blushing in response, and my hands ached to pull him to me. But was I supposed to? I mean, yes he was my boyfriend, but technically, I'd never actually met him before.
"Hi." I whispered softly back at him. "Can I carry your bag for you?" Thanks, Mom. Finally, I can use the fine manners that you successfully forced down my throat.
"Demyx, hug me please, I don't think I'll be able to unfreeze until you do."
"Okay!" I squeaked, stepping forward and throwing my arms around him and hugging him close. Wow, he smelled amazing! Clean and something else that reminded me of spring outdoors. I didn't squeeze his too hard, instead I just made sure we were standing as close as we could, my arms just gently holding him against me. His muscles unlocked, his shoulders relaxing as he exhaled shakily, bringing his arms up so he could snake them around my waist, pressing his cheek against my shoulder.
"This is that good kind of weird again." He whispered.
"I am so glad you came." I softly told him. Boy, was I ever glad he came. Dropping my arms a little, I pulled away. I wanted to get him home... Holding out my hand again, I motioned at his bag. "Let me carry that for you, okay? Me being the host and everything." I smiled and chuckled a little. I blinked at the wide smile he gave me, a quick nod of the head and then he handed me the bag and placed his other hand in my own.
"I might need a couple of minutes to realize I'm actually here before I am my usual self." He confided softly, following me out of the airport and towards the parking lot where we'd find my car. We snagged his luggage as we passed baggage claim and when we stepped outside I blinked a little at how bright it still was. We still had the afternoon to hang out, and I figured we'd stay inside the first day or so, get used to each other.
"I know. I am so excited that I can barely contain it! I'll probably start hyperventilating in the car." I opened my trunk and set his bags in there carefully, before going to his side of the car and opening the door for him. I blushed a little, it was so nice to actually have someone to pamper and show affection to. His big blue eyes were wide at the gesture and I thought I'd gone about it wrong until he stepped closer to me, licking his lips nervously as he lifted a hand and touched my cheek briefly, a smile on his lips.
"Thank you..." He murmured before slipping into the passenger seat. I blushed what I'm sure would be the color of Axel's hair and grinned like an idiot. He was so sweet! Awesome! Closing his door gently, I rushed to my side to drive us to my apartment. I pulled out of the airport and glanced over at him. Right, this was the biggest town he'd ever really been in. It would be interesting to see his reactions as we had to drive out of the city and into the suburbs. He would get to see a lot of the cool buildings on the way.
"Oh shit!" He exclaimed, pressing his nose up against the window, "That McDonald's sign is the size of our actual McDonald's!"
Laughing, I poked his side to get his attention. "Hey, watch out my window really quick and you can see the bridge and the river running straight through town." His lips were parted, his right eye slightly bigger than the left as he tried to look at everything all at once, clearly confused on what he needed to focus on and direct his excitement on.
"Oh! A sex shop!" He laughed cheerfully, "I think those are banned where I come from!"
"Really? Wow, they are on, like every street corner around here. Maybe we'll have to visit one." I trailed off, blushing as making sure I didn't look at him. Cool it, Demyx! Don't attack him!
"I don't think we'll need sex toys to be able to pull off mind blowing sex," He mumbled shyly before clearing his throat, "So, What's on schedule for today, host?"
My ears burned as I subconsciously checked my mirrors. "Umm, well, we are going back to my house and unloading your stuff. You get to meet Axel, if you want, and then we'll probably want to eat something, at which point I'll try and wow you with the selection around here. But, you get to be in charge after that. Cause, I wanna know what you want to do. It's your vacation after all."
"I don't think Axel will give us much of a choice..." He chuckled, "Maybe today we can just relax a bit? I feel kinda of sticky from the flight so I really would like to shower. So, Axel, Shower, Food and then I'd like to meet your couch and just sit there and..." He laughed softly, "I know we've been doing this for nearly two months now, but, yeah, talk?"
I sighed happily. "That sounds perfect to me. I'm so glad you're here, Zexion. And here we are! It's not that impressive, but it's home." Pulling into my apartments assigned parking spot, I killed engine. Moving fast so I could open his door again, I almost tripped getting out of the car. His soft chuckle was music to my ears, even at my clumsiness. I winked at him and pulled open his door. "Welcome to my humble abode, dear Zexion! Please, feel free to treat it as you would your home." I gave him a small bow and offered him my hand. Taking it, he stepped out and then helped me get his luggage out of the trunk before we made our way to the front door.
"We don't have apartment buildings where I come from..." He mumbled, sounding somewhat awed as he eyed my four story building. Four floors? That wasn't very high... They didn't even have that?
"Well, I hope you enjoy your stay then!" I smiled at him. God, I wanted to kiss him so badly...
"Oh!" He suddenly exclaimed, bouncing up, "Do you have an elevator? I've never been in one!"
Laughing I shook my head. "No, sorry. Just stairs for now. But, I wanted to take you to the mall downtown later this week, and they have an elevator. And escalators to ride as well." I dug out my keys, not even checking to see if Axel had locked the door while he was home. He usually locked me out just to remind me that he COULD have left and then I would be screwed. I twisted the knob and opened it with a flourish. "Welcome to my home!"
Zexion stepped inside shyly, looking back at me worriedly, "He's not going to appear out of thin air right? The way he does on the webcam?"
"No. I'll snap my fingers though, and watch that door right there." I pointed to Axel's room and snapped my fingers, shutting the door at the same time. Two seconds later, the bedroom door was flung open and my freak of a roommate made his appearance. Striding quickly over to us, I stepped forward a little to shield Zexion if necessary, he stopped a foot in front of us. "Hello, Zexion! Nice to meet you! And now, goodbye. Roxas called, and I must answer." I glared as he eyed Zexion, appraising him like a piece of meat. "You'll do. Have fun you two!" Grabbing his keys from the table, he patted my head, and sailed out the door. Weirdo... Zexion dropped his bag on the floor, propping his hands on his hips as he eyed Axel's retreating figure out of the apartment with narrowed eyes.
"I'll do more than just fine, thank you very much." Axel chuckled low as he sprinted down the stairs, not stopping as the Blond had called. The redhead couldn't deny the Blond anything. I turned to Zexion and sighed happily. Now it was just the two of us...
Zexion:
His shower was better than mine. The pressure of the water was more firm which was really nice when it hit your back. I'd never known the pressure of my shower hadn't been firm enough... Taking the clean, non plane smelling, black hoody I'd brought in here with me, I tugged it on and smiled sheepishly down at my reflection as I read the large 'Mooooo!' spelled out in white on my chest area.
I'd called Hayner the day after Demyx and I had agreed I'd come here for a visit and so the silly idiot had bought me a hoody, saying I needed to wear it in the city. Apparently cows were the country side mascot, so now everyone would be aware I was not from the city. I'm not sure I got it, but Hayner thought it hilarious and it was a very comfortable sweater.
Reaching up, I combed my hair out with my fingers quickly, that stubborn lock of hair falling right back over my right eye. I could cut it, but for some ridiculous reason I'd gotten attached to it. Shrugging, I deemed that the lack of plane smell, brushed teeth and un-greasy hair would do fine for an evening inside the apartment on Demyx's couch. Where we would talk... Talking. Yeah right.
Snorting at my reflection, I then turned and slowly made my way out of the bathroom and into he living room, smiling as I saw Demyx sitting comfortably on the couch, plucking on his sitar randomly. He is so hot... More so because he has absolutely no clue. I'd never seen a more brilliant smile than his...
Sighing like the silly idiot I was, I effectively made my presence known with this action and Demyx looked up from his instrument, sitting up on the couch as he smiled at me.
"Hey! Do you feel better? Any jet lag? Do you need a nap?" Blushing a little, he snapped his mouth shut and mimed zipping it and throwing away the key. Effectively killing that imagery, he opened his mouth again. "Sorry! I told myself to hold back the annoying questions, and we see how well that worked." His smile fell a little. "But you do feel okay, right?" I frowned, walking over to him so I could sit on the edge of the couch, very close to where he was sitting. There was no way in hell I was going to sit on the other end of it.
"They're not annoying, Demyx. Look, whatever people told you about you personality? Can you just forget? I like you..." I whispered, "You're not annoying to me at all. And yes, I do feel better now, thank you."
He blinked in surprise then blinded me with a bright smile, full of gratitude. "Thanks, Zex. I. I'll try and not let it bother me anymore. You just, well, you mean a lot to me and I don't ever want to give you a reason to leave or not be around me. That's all." He reached out and placed his hand on mine, giving it a small squeeze. "I like you too."
Looking down at our clasped hands, I then looked up at him for a moment, wondering absently what it was we were going to do next. Food, I think? His fingers laced through mine, his head tilting to the side as he eyed my expression curiously, smiling a bit. And then talking? Was I really that hungry? I snickered internally... Not for food. Not at the moment...
Licking my lips quickly, I then pulled my hand out of his, placing my palms against his shoulders so I could push him back against the couch and settle myself on top of him. I nearly shoved my lips onto his but he looked so surprised, I froze, except my fingers, because they really just wanted to find their way into his hair, so I let them.
"I'm going to kiss you now." I stated, waiting patiently for him to give me his consent.
"Please..." He whispered, his hands trailing down my sides to rest on my hips. How could I ignore him, when he asked so politely? Breathing in shakily, my eyes hooded over a bit as I tilted my head some and then slowly, carefully placed my lips gently against his. His fingers tightened instantly on my hips once the connection was made, my own fingers pulling on his hair as a needy whimper escaped me. Okay... My belly just exploded! Feeling my breath come out in pants, I moved my lips hesitantly against his own and goosebumps covered my skin as his palms moved over onto my back, pressing down so our bodies were definitely no longer separated.
It was surprisingly gentle, the way his hands were holding me. They were holding me tightly, but only to keep me from moving away. I felt cradled almost... I was surprised when he moaned so quietly and I couldn't help but notice how 'excited' he was, and the feeling was definitely mutual.
"Zex. God, you taste incredible..." Lips warm and slightly wet, moved insistently against my own, pressing harder against them. A moist tongue darted out and trailed itself across my bottom lip.
We were never going to leave this apartment. I just knew it. We'd unleashed the monsters! Letting out a breathless moan at his sudden energy, I then allowed, without issue whatsoever, to let out gentle kiss turn into a deeper one first and then after a gasp to catch our breaths, we turned the deep kiss into a desperate one, his hands tightening on my sweater as he seemed to stop himself from letting them travel wherever they really wanted to go.
"Demyx..." I groaned, wiggling my hips left and right, my eyes popping open as I broke away from the kiss. My intention had been to attract attention to my butt with this action, hoping his hands would go there. I'd somehow forgotten what dry humping was over the years... I inhaled sharply as his fingers grasped my jean clad ass, a grin, one I'd never had the privilege of seeing before, spreading over his lips as he pressed down, repeating the friction I'd created unintentionally at first.
"Now that's more like it..." He whispered, leaning up and catching my lips again. I moaned as I felt him, not just his hands to press me against him, but he was kneading and squeezing each cheek with his fingertips and it felt incredible.
Feeling the need to pay just as much attention to him, I tugged on his hair gently, smiling as he licked his lips in reaction, letting me know he didn't mind some teasing hair tugging. Guiding his head back, I exposed his throat to me and then ghosted my lips over his skin, slipping out the tip of my tongue so I could trace his jaw line, starting at his chin and when I was close to his ear, I nibbled. Not hard... Just letting my teeth graze him there a bit.
A sharp intake of breath was all the warning I got before he opened his legs and wrapped them arount me, his arms circling my back, crushing me to him. "Okay. Bedroom. Now. I am not letting you fuck me on my couch..." As suddenly as he'd trapped me, he released me and gave my neck a little nibble. "Come on. I have a better place to do this." I swallowed in pure want, nodding my head as I don't think I could form any words at this point. Scrambling off him quickly, I stared at him expectantly, waiting for him to bring me to that better place. He grinned at my expression, most likely, and when he got up, his shirt had ridden up some, showing me a very, very nice view on his tight stomach.
I moaned, "Man, I don't think I've ever been quite this horny before..."
He offered me his hand, his smile gentle but his eyes full of want. "Follow me. I made sure my room is clean for this." The laughter in his voice put my mind at ease. "Let's help ease your horniness." Following him into his bedroom, I didn't actually check to see if it was clean, or what it looked like. I could do that later, like when we were done. Or tomorrow. Or like, never. If he could keep dragging me in here without needing to see the room, I was absolutely fine with this. He looked hesitantly at the bed, a hint of nervousness before he almost sat down at the foot of it.
Taking his hands I stopped him is his tracks, turning him so he would face me. My breath still coming out in little pants, I reached out with shaky hands and then slowly pushed his arms up before pushing his shirt over his head. He smiled so sweetly as I let the fabric drop to the ground. Placing my palms against his toned chest, I gulped and then stepped forward so I could pepper his skin with numerous small kisses while I let my fingers slide down to undo his jeans, slowly pushing them off him. Once he was naked, I detached myself from him and shamelessly stared, drinking him in.
"I'm so lucky..." I whispered.
"My turn..." He smirked at me, before grasping my hoodie and pulling it up over my head, stopping before it was over my head, effectively trapping me while his lips attached themselves to my throat. A hot wet tongue glided over my Adam's apple, then settled into the crook of my neck, alternately nibbling and sucking on the skin there. I made a noise of protest and he chuckled, relenting his hold on the hoodie, pulling it the rest of the way off. His mouth immediately went back to my neck, kissing and raising what would probably be a giant hickey, but I didn't mind. I didn't realize how quick he was with his fingers until I felt my pants and boxers fall to the floor.
I hadn't been naked before anyone in so long. And it's not like Hayner had showered me with compliments... He just didn't do that and well, he'd never been attracted to me that way so I guess I never had been something he'd wanted with a great passion. Of course I never had showered him with compliments either and it's not like I'd demonstrated any great passion to him... Whatever. Right now I was nervous as hell. I didn't know where to put my hands, which part of me to cover and suddenly I really liked my blue lock of hair, covering half off my face.
"Wow. You are so incredibly hot, did you know that?" I watched as his eyes swept over me and he licked his lips, making me blush.
"You're sure?" I asked in a squeak, quickly stepping into his personal space so I could press myself against him and hide a bit. The nervousness and lack of confidence were thrown out of the window for a moment as I saw over his shoulder. Ooh... such a nice ass. Licking my lips, I reached down, grasping his cheeks firmly. Yummie...
"You're very hot too..." I muttered against his skin, almost absently as I couldn't really take my eyes off what my hands were doing. I did feel his own hands roaming over my back gently, his head tilting so his lips could return to my neck. When I pressed onto his butt, the funniest thing happened. Well, not exactly funny, it was incredible. But funny because I hadn't foreseen this. Our hard ons, erections? Penises. No, dicks? Whatever. They collided. It was a very good feeling... So I moaned and my ears had never been happier when Demyx did the same.
"We have to do more of that..." I said breathlessly. Demyx didn't really say a word. He made a noise of agreement, appreciation, something. I think he tried to say a word, but he definitely didn't articulate well enough at that moment for me to understand what. Anyway, one moment we were standing against each other and then next Demyx was lying on his back in the middle of the bed, myself on top of him, my fingers back into his hair, his hands encouraging my hips to keep rocking into him over and over again.
Our lips pretty much merged together at this point. It was a very sloppy kiss, I think our teeth knocked together at some point, but that was fine, because this was a passionate and sloppy kiss. I'd never had one of those before and Demyx must be the master at them because I'd only been here less than a day and I never wanted to leave this man. So many good feelings I'd never felt before... Demyx was giving me all of them.
"Lube..." He panted pulling back from our kiss a little, one hand snaking out to his nightstand. "Zex." A moan fell from his lips and his hand stopped in it's progress as our dicks rubbed against each other again. "Please."
Reaching over, I pulled out the drawer, fishing out the lube, letting out a squeak as Demyx had gone back to our ministrations even though I was lying halfway out of the bed. Laughing, he grabbed my shoulder, settling me onto him properly again, having kept me from falling. Placing the little bottle on the pillow beside his head, I sat up, straddling him, placing my palms flat on his chest.
"Heads or tails, Dem?"
"Tails. Do you even have a coin to flip?" He laughed a little and placed his hands on my hips and rocked forward.
"No, but tails is bottom and heads is top." I paused, my body freezing, "You just said tails... Are you sure?" My pants of breathless horniness were turning into pants of stress.
He grinned up at me. "Well, I topped the first time, remember?" He said and I recalled our first sexual situation online. Pausing, he tilted his head to the side, eyeing me. "Is that okay? I mean, if you really wanted to bottom, I don't mind." Did I want to bottom? Yes... I liked to bottom and I'm sure I would love it with Demyx. But...
"I never topped before!" I blurted out, letting my body flop down on top of his so I could hide my face in his neck.
"Umph! Hey! Hey, Zexion, look at me." His hands traveled up my back and he gently pulled my head out of hiding until he was looking in my eyes. "Whatever you want to do, we can do it." He winked at me. "I'm hoping this won't be our only time together, so rest assured we can switch off." My hair was softly tucked behind my ear. "Now. Wanna top me?" The look he shot me was playful.
I stared thoughtfully at him for a moment and then nodded in determination, "Yes. But!" Since he didn't know what I was up too, he struggled a bit but then let me do my thing and allowed me to roll us over so I was on my back and he was straddling me instead. Clearing my throat, I desperately tried to find a less... I don't know what, way to say it. I didn't though so I just had to say it and throw it out there, "Ride me." I needed a dictionary that gave me more sophisticated options to say that sort of thing.
"Hell yeah." I was forced backwards by his lips on mine, the lube bottle fumbled against my chest as he was obviously anxious to hand it to me. "Dammit..." His lips didn't disconnect and he growled in frustration. "Zex, I'm just going to let you take over...I'm embarrassing my self here..." Fingers wound their way into my hair and I smiled as the lube bottle rolled off of my stomach, onto the bed.
Kissing him back for all I was worth, I grabbed the bottle, popping the lid and slicking up both my hands to the max before I placed my fingertips on his back, slowly letting them slide down. I wasn't a virgin... I may not have topped before, but I knew how this worked. I think... Inhaling a shaky breath through my nose, I moaned as his tongue flicked my lips, his fingers tugging on my hair as I let my right palm slide over the small of his back. Using my index finger, I let it slip between his cheeks, my heart beating really fast as I slowly teased his entrance by moving my finger up and down. His body trembled above me and when he sighed into my mouth, I considered I was doing fine so I gently moved inside of him.
I have to say... It's kind of like trying to rub your stomach while patting your head at the same time. I had no idea how I was doing it, but I think I was. It was hard to stay concentrated on my finger work while Demyx kissed the living hell out of me. By the time I got the hang of a rhythm, I had to stop of course because now it was time for a second finger, which meant I had to start all over again. Not that I minded that much, I mean, Demyx clearly enjoyed himself and the noises he made could make me come alone. It was by the time a third finger was needed that I had no issue with the nerves any longer because I knew now Demyx needed me to keep him stable as it was a bit uncomfortable at first.
So I slowly stretched him, using my other hand, slipping it between our stomachs so I could wrap my fingers around his... I'm still not decided on the term. Hard on, erection? Dick, cock, penis, length? Arousal... I say there are too many options. In any case, whatever I should call it? Demyx was far gone in bliss. I knew because he'd broken away from the kiss, sitting up as he knelt carefully above me, working himself down onto my fingers slowly, head fallen back on his shoulders... So, so beautiful. I moaned at the sight of him alone.
"Okay...okay. I'm ready." Panting, he thrust back once more before stilling his hip movements. "Are you ready?" He murmured against my lips, breathless. Unable to speak, I nodded at him, slipping my fingers out of him so I could reach for the nightstand and pull a condom out of the drawer. It took me an embarrassing amount of most likely three minutes before I had the thing rolled down onto me as my fingers were slippery and couldn't catch a firm hold of the thing... and Demyx above me like that? Man alive, my brain would never unfog. Holding onto the base of my length himself, Demyx slowly let the head enter him.
When he winced at the sudden intrusion, I interrupted my moan, propping myself up onto an elbow so I could reach up with the other hand and gently cup his face. Shushing him softly, I toyed with his hair a bit as he slowly and carefully worked his way down on top of me while I didn't move an inch, which was very difficult. Both our teeth were gritted and when Demyx took a moment to just sit there, he panted loudly, shoulders shaking as he adjusted himself. Pushing myself up, I kissed him. A small noise escaped him, but his hands wrapped around me as we simply sat there for a moment, getting used to the sensation while giving each others lips loving attention. He wasn't in pain, I could tell, just a bit uncomfortable at first.
Breaking away from the kiss, I framed his face and then told him, "I think I will tell you that I love you in about a week." I know it was silly... giving him a heads up of the sort. I just knew I couldn't say the actual words right this very instance as... Well, I'm not sure why but I knew that in a week? I would never be able to keep it in. Demyx chuckled in amusement at my silliness, but looked so sweetly happy as well. I gulped, staring at him because he was just amazing. He understood my heads up... as weird as it was. He got me. I knew he was in love with me, I just knew it. I love him too, but my heart soared knowing that he did as well. For now this would be okay and we could test the actual words on our tongues in a week.
Demyx gently pushed me back onto the bed, hovering over me by a couple of inches and I don't think I ever moaned this loudly as he finally started... well, riding me. Our bodies became sticky with sweat, our pace somewhat slow but on the steady side. He never skipped a beat and after a moment I followed the rhythm he'd settled in with my hand wrapped around his erection, my name falling from his lips and with this he quickened our pace, which led me to moan his name. We were savoring this, going slowly, taking our time and just looking at each other, enjoying the view and the sensations.
"I'm ready, Zex." He whispered, never breaking eye contact as he shifted slightly and increased our pace, arms shaking with the strain a little. Not liking that strain, I rolled us over so he could lie onto his back and relax some, just feel. The connection never broke because apparently I was just that good and the moment I found myself hovering above him I held onto him firmly, pounding into him as fast as I could because I wanted to come... Needed to come. Considering the way his fingers gripped on my hips, I would say he agreed with me.
I let out a strangled sounding noise as my muscles locked in place and I worried for a moment he hadn't followed, but then I smiled as the sticky mess pooled between our stomachs. Wiggling my hips against him once and then twice, making sure to have my stomach rub over his trapped erection at the same time, one last time to make absolutely sure we were completely spend, I then sighed so heavily, contently, the air whooshing out of me a my muscles relaxed to a complete puddle of goo before I collapsed down on top of him.
We didn't move for the next couple of hours, just lying there, getting down the high, soft touches, small kisses, whispered words...
Demyx:
This was the last day. Sighing, I brushed my teeth, taking my time to make sure they were completely, without a doubt, clean. Spitting and rinsing my mouth out, I grimaced into the mirror using the towel to wipe the moisture off of my face. I should be happy. It had probably been the best three weeks of my life. After we had gotten the sex out of the way the first day, things had just relaxed and gone smoothly. I can't ever remember clicking so well with someone before.
He was smart and funny and lots of fun to be around. I'd enjoyed taking him around showing him the sights, some of them I'd never even bothered to see myself. Movies, bowling, miniature golf, and all of the cliched date nights were exciting and new with Zexion. Not to mention the mind blowing sex that we were enjoying.
Taking a deep breath, I set the towel back on the counter and opened the bathroom door to head back into my bedroom. Zexion was finishing up packing everything and doing one last sweep of the apartment to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything. Axel had been surprisingly absent most of the three weeks and I figured I owed him a steak dinner as thanks. Although we did double once with him and his boyfriend. I don't think we'd ever recover from that...my sides still ached a little from all of the laughing we'd ended up doing.
"Hey Zex? You find everything?" I said as I rounded the corner into my bedroom. He was sitting at the end of my bed, relaxing with his luggage off to the side, ready to be loaded.
Detaching his eyes from the ground, he looked up at me, smiling before giving me a slight nod, "Yes. Everything is packed and I didn't forget anything." He sighed, "We can go."
"Man." I whined out, pouting as I plopped on my bed throwing my arms over my eyes. "I don't wanna take you to the airport! Start walking!" Chuckling, he poked my side making me bite back a giggle.
"I love you." He said suddenly. We'd said it before, a week after he'd gotten here, like he said he would the first time we had sex. I think we made sure to tell each other every day from the first time we'd actually said it out loud to one another. Moving my arms from my eyes, I looked at him with a soft smile.
"And I love you too, Zexion." I murmured back at him. And I did. I'd loved him almost from the time he'd broken up with Hayner, and maybe a little bit before that. I squeaked in surprise as he suddenly threw himself on top of me, shoving his lips forcefully onto my own. Over the three weeks we'd spend with each other? I knew what he wanted, what he expected, when he kissed me like that. Which, I didn't want to deny him... But we really had to go if we didn't want to be late. It was hard though, my hands wrapped around his back on their own volition and my body melted as he moaned against my mouth. Late! We were going to be late!
Maybe just a few minutes of harmless making out...Right? It sure was hard concentrate when he was tonguing me within and inch of my life, his hips pressing against mine insistently. I could give him a little bit of something, even though we'd had sex this morning, I didn't mind...hmm.
"Zex," My voice was cut off by his lips, before I could say anything else. Moaning into his kiss again, I tried again. "Zex."
He pulled away, blinking out of his daze, "What?" He said breathlessly, his fingers in my hair like they always were whenever he was close enough by me.
"I love you, and I love kissing you. But you are going to miss your flight if we continue..." Running my fingers through his bangs and tucking the hair behind his ear, I gave him a soft smile. "Okay? Let's get your stuff loaded up..." I was not going to cry...
Placing his palms against my cheeks, he gave me a big smile, "I know I'm going to be late." A short soft kiss on my lips and then, "I want to miss my flight. Is that okay?"
I blinked, sure I had just misunderstood what he just said. "You want to take a later one?" I asked, confused just a little.
He giggled that nervous giggle when he was nervous, "I don't want to take one at all. Like... ever. Although I may have to take one to go back and get my stuff, but you can just come with me. Or, we can drive there!" He exclaimed and I sensed there was more to come because he had stopped breathing in between words again. He did that when he got excited and nervous all at once, "But that might be a little long. Either way, next time I go back there you'll just have to come with me so you can help me pack my stuff, unless you think you can convince Seifer to convince Hayner to do it for us? I mean Hayner knows what-"
I surged up, forcing my lips against his to silence him. Feeling him hesitate just a litte, he started returning the kiss with enthusiasm. My fingers were still threaded in his hair and I used them to guide his head to the side. After a few seconds, when he was finally completely relaxed into the kiss, I pulled away.
"Yes! Yes, I want you to stay and yes, we can coordinate something with Hayner and Seifer so we can all be there to split the stuff up and all that awesome stuff, so you can move in with me and forget all about the small town, and I can meet your parents-"
And then he kissed me like I had him because we knew exactly when to cut one another off as we both needed that sometimes. When I whimpered in pleasure, my shoulders going slack, he chuckled softly and I couldn't help but grin as well.