"Zexion?" Lexaeus asked.
Zexion looked at him, "Yes?" he asked, smiling
lightly.
Johnel:*As Lexaeus*
Do you ever feel not fresh?
"I'd like yo get to know you better," Lexaeus
nodded, facing Zexion. Zexion looked at him and then down in thought.
"Well...I like to dance, obviously," he laughed lightly. "and
I'm really good at cooking and baking, I love it! And well...it's kind of embarrassing
to say, but my life's dream is to be an actor. That's why I started working at
Xemnas' place cus we have these little...acts we put on. Like once me and
Demyx-"
Johnel: Whorehouse
equals acting career? Why do I have a feeling this Zexion might have gotten a
negative on an IQ test.
"We don't need to hear your life's story," Cloud
groaned from the next seat over.
Johnel: Good to see I’m
not the only one that wants this to stop.
"Don't be so rude, Cloud," Lexaeus growled lowly.
Cloud stuck his tongue out and turned upside down like a bored child. He looked
at Zexion and blushed slightly. He was able to see up the small opening of
Zexion's shorts where a pair of pink girl's panties complete with strawberry
decor were in view. He grinned like a kid in a candy shop and kept looking from
behind his sunglasses.
Johnel: Cloud stop
you need to be the sane one here.
Zexion shifted uncomfortably, only making Cloud's view
better. The small slate haired boy felt paranoia in the air, like he was being
watched by someone unwanted.
Johnel: Well no shit
Sherlock.
Shrugging the thought away he looked at Lexaeus and began
again. "Well...my entire life I've wanted to be an actor, and I did
everything to try to pursue my dream!" he smiled softly. "But it's
getting nowhere."
Johnel:*As Zexion* I
mean I’ve slept with so many men at least one of them has to be a Hollywood producer
whoe will see my natural acting talent
as I go down on him.
Lexaeus looked at him and his eyes grew somewhat solemn,
"So you started working with that Xemnas fellow to pursue this
dream?" he asked. "Because it was easy, right?"
Johnel: No because he
was an idiot.
Zexion nodded, "Yeah, it was that closest thing I'd get
to becoming an actor, the audience...was not what I was expecting, but it's
close," he smiled.
Johnel: Yes for
Youtube, street performances, acting troops, and theater in schools are
non-existent in this universe apparently.
Lexaeus watched him more and was silent, he gave a soft nod
and looked forward. Zexion looked up at him and did something daring; he layed
his head in Lexaeus' lap and layed the rest of his body across the leather
seats of the limo. He looked up at Lexaeus to see if he felt uncomfortable by
this.
Johnel: Somewhat bold
but at the same time would you really think a man who buys a whorehouse worker
to marry him is uncomforted by anything?
The larger man smiled and began to pet Zexion's tiny head.
Zexion smiled and closed his eyes, nuzzling Lexaeus' stomach.
Johnel: Okay so
Zexion is now one of those little purse dogs.
Cloud was now sitting up, pouting angrily, just when he was
starting to get turned on. Ah, well he thought, a malicious smile on his lips.
I have my ways...
Johnel:*As Cloud* Yes
I have access to the internet with plenty of legal material for sexual
satisfaction and am in no way going to get my rape on.
Zexion opened his eyes and looked at Cloud. Something about
the man made him uneasy...and he seemed awfully close with Lexaeus. If Cloud
was /that/ rude and wasn't fired yet. Maybe they have a close bond Zexion
thought. "So...do you two know each other personally?" he asked,
figuring that would get his answer.
"We're cousins," Cloud smiled, "Why?"
Zexion anticipated the 'why'. "No reason, you two just
seem so close," he giggled softly.
Johnel: Stop giggling
it’s creeping me out. Also Cloud and Lexaeus being related is just really weird
out of all the suddenly related fanfic set ups I’ve seen.
Lexaeus smiled at him then looked out the window,
"We're here," he said softly, lifting Zexion up and pulling him into
his lap. He lightly nibbled his ear, receiving a moan from the boy.
Johnel: Dude you are
in the drive way wait a few minute before the (few hours of sex later) will
you.
"Come now,"
he said, helping Zexion out of the limo. "You say you want to be an
actor?"
Zexion nodded, "More than anything in the entire
world!"
Johnel: We know!
Lexaeus smiled, "After dinner we will meet my parents,
my father is a director. I'll have him speak with you a little and then after
we get married I promise you'll be an actor," he said softly, holding
Zexion close to him in a hug.
Johnel: Ha ha! Contrivance.
Zexion smiled, "Really?!" he gasped happily,
jumping up and down with joy.
Cloud watched from behind, watching Zexion bounce like that
was...it was too much. "Excuse me Master," he bowed, leaving the
room.
Johnel:*As Cloud* I have to go do non rape related things
yes.
Zexion looked up at Lexaeus again, "Thank you so
much!" he said softly. Axel would never have been able to do that...he
knew this because Axel had told him he wasn't rich like Lexaeus.
Johnel: Somewhat
shallow but what do I care.
He said "I'm not
rich with money...but I am rich with love."
Johnel: That is so
corny I could have it as a side with some mashed potatoes.
Zexion made a
mistake...he laughed it off. He realized, unfortunately the next day when it
was too late, that love was not something you should laugh at.
"Zexion?" Lexaeus asked. Zexion looked up and
smiled, "Haha, sorry I was spacing out," he nodded.
Johnel:*As Zexion* I think is time for a convenient time skip how
about you?
It was now three weeks that Zexion had been living at the
mansion and he had been thinking of Axel less and less. The mansion, as well as
everyone in it.
Johnel: I feel
something is missing but I can’t say what.
He went to see
everyone at the club constantly and it was a pleasant visit every time he went.
Zexion was walking with Lexaeus now, they were holding hands and strolling
along the hallways. Axel had creeped his way back into Zexion's thoughts, and
he was just getting rid of them too...
Johnel: So now we
have Axel Master of The Creep in this fic too.
Zexion, once again absorbed in his own thoughts, hadn't
realized they entered a room. Lexaeus leaned down and lightly kissed Zexion.
Zexion was slightly taken aback, but he returned Lexaeus' kisses.
Johnel: Yes for it is
so strange to be kissed by someone who bought you specifically for marriage.
Zexion's steps slowly
led them to the bed and the smaller boy layed down, only to be pinned by the
larger man.
"Wait!" Zexion yelled, trying to push Lexaeus off
of him.
Johnel: *As Zexion*
You aren’t my seme twu wuv!
Lexaeus sat up and looked back at him, "Zexion, what's
wrong?" he asked.
Johnel: Could be he’s
afraid you’ll split him in half.
Zexion ran to the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
Lexaeus walked to the door worriedly.
"Z-Zexion?" he asked, knocking lightly on the
door.
Johnel: Wait better
idea he has a chestburster and is about to die so the fic can instead become
some sort of Xenomorph versus Organization XIII battle.
Zexion was silent, only the sound of his whimpering was
audible. "I-I'm just... a little sick!" he yelled to him. He
absentmindedly put a hand on his stomach, "Just a little sick..." he
repeated, whispering to himself now.
Johnel: Really you
don’t say?
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