"And what if I did?" Axel openly admitted, eyeing her directly and with a knowing look. "I could see you wanted it just as much as me. But I digress..." Waving it off, though not without raising his eyebrows suggestively, he pointed at the wound, staring at it questionably, "And aren't you suppose to, I don't know, place some patch on this or something?" He really needed to discuss what went over a couple of minutes ago, but unfortunately, now was not the time.
Axel had to stop himself from throwing this whole act away, and just ravish what she had to offer, but his pride wasn't letting him. And he complied. There was not going to be anything that would give Larxene the pleasure of seeing him succumb into her trap. She was amazing, regardless. Damn her. Yet, they both have their skills. He merely held his gaze down without flinching, and since she was using her hands and fingers, so could he. Suavely bringing his hands that clutched her sides upward, that began from pressing them slightly at her hips in a heavy lurid stealth, he made sure she felt his every touch, doing in the most heavily erotic sense as possible, and halted himself right beneath her full chest. From this, he had found out she had curves, alright, very nice ones. Not wanting to distract himself, he lifted a arm, his hand going under her chin, giving it a slight sensual rub, before bringing it voluptuously down her neck, pass her shoulder, and slithered up her arm where she was tracing his lips, not breaking the contact at all. Grabbing her hand in his, he lock their fingers together tight, taking both their arms slowly down, and guiding it to encircle his waist, and placing his own on hers. All while doing that, he gave out a warm heat, one that was steaming up the air. In a whisper, he proclaimed, "I should be saying the same to you, as you haven't done anything to 'persuade' me otherwise. This was your little challenge, you brought it up. I kissed you once, I'm not falling for it again. I told you I won't hold it against you, and I don't like to play for too long. I'm waiting....it's your move..." Vexen, tapping his finger patiently on the arm rest of the chair, wondering what in the world was keeping those two so long. "Those imbeciles better come quick..." OOC: Lol. Glad you had such a good time xD. The only concert I went to so far this year was the Justin Timberlake one. And as for the poster above, the name has to have a "X" in it, scrambled somewhere.
Watching her bend down, in a swift course of action, he moved his hand tentatively on the side of her waist as he went up, feeling her soft skin, and stopping just under the curve of her breast. Knowing that they didn't have time for another round, or if there was going to be one in the near future, as Xigbar was waiting outside, he just as quickly reeled it back in as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. A similar smile formed in his lips, "Want me to think? You weren't exactly pulling away and seemed to want more than enough. I felt it."
Axel was now slowly moving from annoyed, to angered by her unyielding shield, though he did his best to hide it. He was good at this, and unless he wanted to show it, no one will know. Especially her. Now Larxene was quite the female specimen, and he had to admire her spunk. But he wasn't going to give up either. Anchored in the same position, thinking quickly on how to counter it, he stared at her with a magnetic and charming expression, a enticing smile creeping sexily in his face, and following her example, he descended his eyelids, giving him a alluring sense, almost enchanting. In a low steady tone, saying in a hoarse voice and making it purposely sound like a groan, he replied silkily, "Au contraire, beautiful, perhaps is the other way around. You want me to submit. I see the lust in your eyes, Larxene. So why don't you give me what you want to confirm on biting my tongue off, and do it. I won't hold it against you...." "No, no, no, he didnt reveal anything," Vexen quickly replied, quite startled at the outburst. "Axel knows we have too much to keep enclosed. All he told was of our, and I quote, 'dysfunctional family', and how we don't share our experiences or matters. Xadyn, and according to Axel, their leader, and he did look like one, explained why he began a Organization. Told that he was lonely, that he knew there were people out there like him, and brought together his own group. Though it seems as if they are all young, Number XIII's age at most, actually."
"Suuuure you aren't," Axel teased with a smirk, eyeing her up and down purposely, though feeling a hungry tingle run through his back as he did. "Last time I checked, you didn't mind modeling for me before..." He gave her a wink.
Axel twitched inwardly in annoyance at her insubmissive attitude. And not only that, but she hit the nail right on his head. Yes, so he did want it. It wasn't his fault he was in a group full of men, he was straight, and Larxene was the sole female in the entire vicinity. Or that's what he concluded to explain this unforeseen attraction that evolved into another level. Even though they have been doing this since the moment she stepped into this castle, fighting, arguing, it was the first time it has gotten so...intimate. If he was told in the beginning that he was to kiss Larxene, he would have laughed at the idiot's face and kill him. Yet now... Not moving any limb, and forcing himself to stay frozen in the same pose, he met her own defiant stare with one of his own, more insolent, and more brash, and as it was natural, he purposely licked his bottom lip provocatively as he looked at her, almost hungrily, face never changing, "Maybe I do, maybe I don't. So why don't you do us the favor, and see whether you're right on both terms. I know you're holding yourself back, and I know you want to kiss me, so why wait..." "Really?" Vexen questioned in interest, fixing Zexion a look. "Is that what it was? Well, it seems you don't have to anymore, I'd think. This Xinaram child is no longer with us, as her leader, according to Axel, and he did look it, took her way. He came to find her and take her back, and I was holding her, until she attacked me and went to him. A bit angered, I threw my Freezing Ice attack, you know this one. And from there, it was a emergency, and they both went back to their base to heal her, though I don't know whether they were successful. The leader, Xadyn, and Axel were talking about their respective groups, and I had to stop VIII into saying anything. I'm also sure I was suppose to do something as well."
Despite himself, Axel laughed at the scene, watching Larxene blush red from embarrassment as she picked up her shirt, and Xigbar closing the door at the peek show. Axel wondered if he knew why she was like that in the first place. He only stopped his mirth when another pulse of pain resonated in him, and bit down on his lip again to stop him from groaning. Once it passed away, he let go, and concentrated on the female with the the model like body which he was suppose to take fascinatedly. It was then he started to question what was going to happen between them after this. Can they pretend it didn't happen, do it again, or talk about it? He definitely didn't want the first one, even though he wasn't sure what he felt in that one moment of passion. Shaking his head of the thought, as it wasn't important now, he remarked to the girl before him with a grin, " Leave it off, Larxy. Let me enjoy the view for a couple more seconds."
Axel raised one eyebrow elegantly. Oh no. He wasn't about to kiss her again, or in more detail, he won't be the one to kindle it once more. If she wants the challenge, she has to make it herself. Larxene was the one provoking him, he did his part, and now she had to do hers. Seeing as the portal was long gone by now, he stepped more forward to her, making her step back as their boots slightly grazed each other, making her give him a small glare. Doing it again, but grabbing her by the arms, he pushed her backwards hastily, following her from up front until her back finally hit the wall of her room. He positioned himself to cover her completely with his body, pressing chest to chest, and placed his two hands on the soft surface on each side of her waist alarmingly. He conveniently tilted his head so their noses were touching teasingly, but halted there, despite the desire of actually wanting to take her soft lips into his again. Waving off the wonder of what was wrong with him, he husked quietly, green eyes penetrating her own, "If you want to prove me wrong so bad, why don't you do it yourself, Buggy?" Vexen nodded in agreement, scratching the back of his hair. If Axel wasn't back by now, he obviously got into another banter with Larxene, and that's exactly what was happening now. He was taking too long. He eyed Zexion knowingly. "Should we talk about what exactly did the Superior tell you while we wait?"
Actually, in the KHII Novel (written, not manga), Naminé stated that Axel did return to his original form. That's how much as he's going to be alive. I don't know if you all read the explanation for that from the Nomura interview, but if you get rid of your Heartless, the heart stays in a state of suspension as it is released, and once the Nobody is gone back to the darkness, it has a chance to be its original self again. That's what happened to our spiky red-head. Unfair compared to the other members, but favoritism seems to be popular. Whether he appears in KH3, or otherwise, is unsure. So what you hear about that is rumors. If Axel does make a appearance, he won't be "Axel", you get what I mean? Unless the next game is set on the past or when he was still a Nobody.
OOC: Wait, did Larxene do this still with the top part of her cloak off? xP "I-I'm fine..."Axel mumbled, unclenching his jaws from his hand slowly, opening his eyes that were full to the brim with water. He peered at the mess he made of it, and found that it wasn't too bad, and it wasn't bleeding that much either. It did make him hold the whirlwind of the hurt he felt much easier, so that helped. Though he really couldn't see well or be sure that he was right, as the tears were creating a mist around his vision. But Axel wasn't going to let them go. Rubbing the side of his face exhaustingly with the undamaged hand, he switched his attention to the wound on his stomach, finding it closed and stitched nicely from the front, and the back were the holes were created by the pierce. It kept throbbing from what it had to endure, but the worst was over. Letting out the breath he was holding, he eyed Larxene softly, a smile on his face. "Thank you."
Axel mimicked her moves, and stimulatingly walked up more closer to her, nearing his face to hers tauntingly the third time so far, but not doing anything else except look deep into her blue pools again. She does have very gorgeous eyes... Ignoring the surprising thought and keeping his cool, in a sly voice, he arrogantly dared, "Want to prove me right again, Buggy?" He really shouldn't waste any time right now, but he was curious to see what she'll do. Vexen fixed up four chairs in a circle at the open space that was in the middle of his testing room. Once he was finshished, he dusted his hands on his cloak, and hearing a swooshing sound from behind him, twirled around to find Zexion standing calmly. Crossing his arms, exasparated, Vexen gestured to one of the seats. "Let's sit down. We just have to wait for Axel and his playmate. Knowing those two...I swear, if I hear any more of their constant bickering while we are in here...." He trailed off at that, huffingly sitting himself patiently.
Axel sank his teeth deeper into his balled up hand, making it bleed a little, praying for this to be over already. The wound, despite it being closed up, now unimaginably ached from being messed with. And here he thought the pain couldn't get worse, only to be proven wrong. Hurry, Larxene...
"Like hell I'm a drama queen," Axel instantly remarked, getting back to normal, and giving her a heated stare as he pulled his head back up. Though his eyes gave away the fact that he was quite jubilated at her choice of words. Giving in, he laughed a bit to himself, and winked cockily at her with one of his smirks. "Whoever said you weren't my pet, dear? I thought it was a unspoken agreement between us two. And is hard not to call you after a bug, because your prickly antennae aren't helping you in that argument. So you're still my Buggy, deal with it, baby." Axel didn't know how fun it was to flirt and mess with someone's head. Now he knew exactly how Larxene felt every time she did it to him from experience, and it was gratifying, to say the least. After that kiss, he acquired more boldness on his actions, and Axel didn't mind it at all. Holding out a hand and making a portal for the two of them, he looked back at her, waiting. "Very well," Vexen sighed, running a hand to his forehead while starig at Zexion prudently. "This discussion is going to reside in my lab. I'll transport there, and then you follow. I have a few things to tidy up. But move quickly." Giving a nod to the young man, he disappeared in a wave of darkness.
By now, Axel was biting down hard on his fist, his face scrunched up in tribulation, and his eyes sealed shut roughly to the point where he was seeing stars, feeling the needle go in and out, every poke sending another wave of torment throughout his whole body. He even knew Larxene miss a few accidentally, making him receive a compulsive throb to add with everything else. Axel thought he heard another voice, but he surely didn't give a damn about that now.
Maneuvering his hand around hers as he gave her a wolf-like grin, he gracefully held her hand instead of it being on his wrist. Axel gazed at her aquatic eyes diligently, and in a sensuous movement, carried her hand to his lips, kissing her gloved fingers delicately without breaking eye contact. Still holding them to his mouth, he whispered, "I can't stop doing that, because is just too tempting, and honestly, cause I won't say this again, your hair makes you look adorable. As for 'Buggy', I'm hurt, Larxene, I came up with that pet name with all my nonexistant heart, and you crushed it." Letting her hand free in a dramatic way, he turned his eyes away as he covered them, mockingly sniffing as if he was about to cry. Vexen sighed tiredly, as he eyed Zexion sternly. "Axel needs to have a word with us, said he was going to explain some things, and that we, apparently, are the only ones that don't know. And Larxene. But first, has the Superior come to see you?"
OH MY GOD! She's doing it! She's doing it! Axel yelled alarmed in his head, the only way he will ever sound that way: Keep it to himself. If he ever said that aloud, he would just commit suicide, and brush off being stitched up. But of course he didn't. So while he was on high nerves as the inexperienced Larxene moved the needle closer, on the outer, he simply stayed stock-still, with his eyebrows furrowing from the oncoming misery he was about to feel, and his eyes closing in anticipation. Then again, he should trust her. And even if she did hurt him, it wouldn't be intentionally, at least, when she's not annoyed and/or pissed off at him. So he took in a breath that he held onto, and waited, preparing himself.
Axel stuttered from forming words, his eyes widening at the bad news, and inwardly cried. No anesthesia...why me? Why?! Another pang of pain came from his injury, and he bit his lip silently, not wanting them to notice.
Axel almost whimpered at her moving away, but another surge of pain make him give off a yelp instead. He refrained himself from touching the deep gash and looked at her teary eyed from the sting, as she picked up that...needle. "Anesthesia first..." he croaked heavily, close to a plead. It will make him go to sleep, but at least he won't be seeing or feeling that pointy thing going in and out of his skin. Axel shuddered. He noted that the top part of her cloak was hanging by her hips, and she was still exposed to him, spotting her white tank top on the floor next to her feet. Maybe he should rethink the anesthesia. But he heard Luxord's comment, and with pain and disappointment, he growled, "Die and go to hell, you queer! Nobody asked you!"
"It freakin' hurts!" Axel hissed, shutting his eyes tight, and trembling slightly from holding in the anguish. It was amazing how much it hurts, then again, not many have a giant scissor cut through his skin. He perhaps stroke his wound while getting Larxene into his lap, but he didn't really feel it at that time. Not that he regretted starting their little make-out session, he'll never resent that, but God... He hoped he wasn't bleeding again, or damaged it more. He also didn't want Larxene to get off, but at this point, there was no choice.
Axel was about to say something back to her, or rather, talk with his hands to say that his injuries weren't important right now, until Luxord came to interrupt, seeing them both half-naked. At least kind of. He was bare chested, and so was Larxene, only a white strip holding him back from seeing what he wanted. He glared at Luxord maliciously for barging in when he was so, so close.... "I'm going to kill you." But it was then Axel was hit with realization. His mind came slowly out of the lustful daze he was in, sighing as he got his senses back, and once that happened, the consequences of what his actions did were now overtaking his body. He winced at the suffering infliction that was on his side, becoming worse by the second. It seemed that his cravings overshadowed the aches, but now that he was waking up.... Axel nuzzled his head in agony on Larxene's shoulder at the pang, his hands gripping her waist more harder than intended, breathing quickly in her skin as he bit it lightly. "Damn!"
