Yep. You've read it right. This is a DemyxHarem fic. A HETERO DEMYXHAREM FIC! I hope to do a great damage to the avalanche of Yaoi that fills the fandom of this game. Here's the first snippet of the first chapter! Enjoy!
Chapter1: SAY MY NAME, BASTARD!
What does the Organization XIII members know about each other? Well, maybe much, but no one knows fully not even one of the others. Everyone had one or more little secrets.
No one knew that Luxord was the owner of a gambling den in Port Royal. No one knew that Marluxia owned the Backstreet BoysÆ full discography. No one knew Xigbar had now a ruby in the place of his missing eye. And no one knew Demyx turned his room in a gym twice a week.
Yep. The Melodious Nocturne liked to keep his body in full health. Even if he hated how tired he felt after each session. Last exercise of the night. 300 bendings.
ô298àö Sweat fell on the floor. ô299àö His muscles aced. ô300!ö After doing that, it was as his hands had slipped. He fell face first on the ground, panting, wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, a pair of socks, and a pair of sneakers. ôGodà Sooo tiredàö
ôI canÆt believe thisà YouÆre actually doing something that brings fatigueà Of your own will? Demyx, IÆm surprisedàö
ôà Larxeneà What does the sentence æDonÆt trespassÆ mean to you?ö Said Demyx with the last of his breath. He couldnÆt even raise his head to look at her. The Savage Nymph was smirking at him, in a sadistic way.
ôCome on, Demyxà If you put a sign on the door with that phrase someone is doomed to enter out of curiosity!ö Larxene approached him and placed her right boot on his butt.
ôOwàö Being the only girl of the organization, Larxene was the only one with that particular kind of boots. Black leather heeled boots. And one of those heels was now currently digging slightly in his ass.
ôEhehehà I could have my way with you without making the slightest effortàö She dug her heel in his right butt cheek a little more. That was it. Summoning all his strength, he got back on his feet, forcing Larxene to remove her foot, if she didnÆt want to lose her balance. ôHmmà Last famous wordsà Or maybe notàö
Suddenly, she tripped Demyx and made him fall on the ground again. And this time, she sat on his back. Demyx grumbled.
ôLarxene. IÆm tired, exhausted, and even dehydrated, as incredible as that can sound. Pleeeaseàö He said, a little angry.
ôThatÆs why itÆs so funny to harass you.ö She replied, grinning sadistically once again. She was so not going to move, it seemed.
ôà Uffàö Demyx, raising on his hand and knees, raised his body a little, and turned around, still under Larxene, but on his back. Normally, he would have just whined and let her play till she got bored and went away. But he wanted to sleep. Badly. So, since her harass sessions usually continued for about half an hour, while he was planning to wash himself and get in his pajamas in about five or ten minutes. He stared in her eyes, and Larxene stared back, amused that he was going to do something other than suffer. ôLarxene, please, get off.ö
ôNo.ö She replied flatly. Demyx tried to harden his stare, sweat flowing on his forehead and splitting up above his nose.
ôGet. Off.ö
ôN. O.ö
ôà Ok, thatÆs it.ö Demyx summoned all his strength for real. He held out his hands, trying to push her away. Larxene pushed back with her own gloved hands, chuckling mischievously in a low tone. It was a hard struggle, for both of them. Even if he was tired, one thing to notice was that, if Larxene was maybe the fastest member of the organization, she was surely the weakest one, physically. Maybe only Zexion was weaker.
And so, Demyx was able to gain a bit of advantage, almost sitting up. Larxene realized that she was losing, and began to use all her strength. Demyx felt the pain in his arms due to his sore muscles.
ôWhat? Little Demyx is in pain?ö Larxene did that againà That laughterà That mocking laughterà It was maybe the only thing that got on DemyxÆs nerves.
So, he lost it. Using all his strength, he pushed his whole body up and forward. Larxene was surprised tooà And then, it happened. It all happened in likeà Two seconds. Describing the action is boring, so IÆll describe the aftermath.
The one on her back was now Larxene. Her shoulders were slightly raised from the ground because she was using her hands to support her weight. Her cloak, in the struggle, had opened a little, revealing her left leg, and revealing that she was wearing stockings. Now, the real problem was DemyxÆs position. His left hand was on the ground, but his right one was on her revealed tight. And his faceà Well, all he could see was darkness. But his cheeks, his sense of touch, signalled to him, that he had fallen face first into what are politely called mammaries. LarxeneÆs mammaries.
ôàö Larxene was flushing. Demyx was sweating. He was sweating veeeery much. He slowly got off Larxeneà And then backed off from her, in an angle of the room. ôIÆMSORRYIÆMSORRYIÆMSORRY! I DIDNÆTWANTTOTOUCHYOU! ITWASANACCIDENT! DONÆTKILLME! DONÆTKILLMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!ö He said, trying to cover his head with his arms.
Nowà You might be wondering why Larxene hadnÆt killed/electrocuted/horribly mangled him yet. Well, IÆll have to explain how her head works and what was going on in that moment.
You seeà You might be wondering why Larxene was such a sadistic bitch. ItÆs not that sheÆs mentally distorted or anything like that. The thing is thatà Being the only girl in an organization of thirteen people is quite frustrating. No wonder she got along very well with Marluxiaà THE MOST GIRLY MAN OF THE ENTIRE ORGANIZATION. So, she needed to release her frustration. But nowà The frustration wasnÆt comprised of not having other girls to talk with. Half of it wasà That thing. Yes. Sexual frustration.
Now, since her release for the frustration was being violent, sadistic and basically mean, no wonder no one had even ever tried to hit on her or touch her. But nowà Even if accidentally, someone had just done that. And that made something inside her shudder. And thenà She began to observe the man who had performed that act. Yes, he was whimpering, fearing for his life, since he was so worn out that he didnÆt even have the strength to run away, but she was focusing on other things.
First, his training sessions sure paid off. He had a nice body, under that cloak. Second, he was sweaty and his muscles stood out even more because of the strain they had been put under just a few minutes ago. And thirdà Those shorts sure were tight.
So, she suddenly got back on her feet. Her whole body was trembling, and her hands were balled into fists. She approached Demyx in a hurry and lifted him from the ground. He was terrified. Her eyes wereà Expressed something between fury and madness.
ôYouà Youàö She said.
ôIT WAS AN ACCIDENT, I SWEAR!ö
ôYOUÆRE NOT GOING TO GET AWAY WITH THAT!ö
ôAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHà !ö
Now, Demyx was expecting everything, and I mean, every single painful thing coming from Number XII. A kick in the nuts, her kunais stabbing him in the stomach, a thunder going trough his bodyà But he sure didnÆt expect her to kiss, taking advantage of his scream to stuck her tongue inside his mouth, practically ravishing the insides of it. Lapping at everything, sucking on his tongueà Yep, he surely wasnÆt expecting that. And when she finished, he was breathless. Even more breathless than before. But it was not finished. Not by a long shot.
ôAND DONÆT THINK IT ENDS HERE!ö Larxene said before practically throwing him on his king-size bed and then jumping on top of him. ôIÆLL GIVE YOU SOMETHING ELSE TO WORK OUT WITH!ö
ôOh, boyàö Said Demyx with a little, squeaky voice.
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Xigbar was walking back to his room. His good habit was to take a good walk on the ceiling of the castle, before going to bed. His route was always the usual. And like every Tuesday and Friday, he walked in front of Number IXÆs room. And as usual, he noticed the æKeep outÆ sign. Butà This time it was different. There were strange noises coming from inside it. He got back on the floor, and opened the door.
ôDemyx, are you alright? I heardàö
ôSAY MY NAME, BASTARD! SAY MY NAME!ö
ôLAR-LARXENE! LARXEEEEENE!ö
ôàö XigbarÆs only eye blinked. Once. Then twice. Then, quickly, two more times.
ôOH, GOD! YOUÆRE SUCH A HORNY BASTARD!ö
ôL-LOOKS WHOÆS TAAà AAAAAH!ö
ôàö Xigbar began to walk out of the room, slowly, not breaking the eye-contact with the scene in front of his eye, slowly closing the door with a æcreeeakÆ. Fortunately, they were so caught in the act that they didnÆt notice him entering the room. They probably wouldnÆt have noticed a berserking Saix neither. ôà I know that if I tell this to anyone, Larxene will be after my assà And not in the good wayà àö Xigbar rested his hand on the knob for a few seconds. ôBUT THIS IS JUST TOO GOOD TO NOT TELL! LUXOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORD!ö And with that, he was away.
ôW-What was that?!ö
ôWORRY ABOUT ME, BASTARD! OH, MY GOD!ö
ôAAAAAAAARGH!ö
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The aftermath. Bothà Lovers, letÆs call them with the normal name, were laying on DemyxÆs bed, under the blue covers, one near the other, breathless. Not cuddling or anything. They were too tired, andà Well, seeing as the thing involved violence and extreme horniness... Cuddling seemed out of place. Suddenly, Larxene rolled over him and stared in his eyes, her face still showing no strength left, but her voice trying to sound commanding and dominative.
ôAndà DonÆt think that it will end hereàö She said.
ôOkà Justà One question, thoughàö He replied, panting.
ôWhat?ö
ôHowà How the hell did you knee me in the face?ö
ôàö
End of chapter 1
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Give me your opinions, guys.
Chapter1: SAY MY NAME, BASTARD!
What does the Organization XIII members know about each other? Well, maybe much, but no one knows fully not even one of the others. Everyone had one or more little secrets.
No one knew that Luxord was the owner of a gambling den in Port Royal. No one knew that Marluxia owned the Backstreet BoysÆ full discography. No one knew Xigbar had now a ruby in the place of his missing eye. And no one knew Demyx turned his room in a gym twice a week.
Yep. The Melodious Nocturne liked to keep his body in full health. Even if he hated how tired he felt after each session. Last exercise of the night. 300 bendings.
ô298àö Sweat fell on the floor. ô299àö His muscles aced. ô300!ö After doing that, it was as his hands had slipped. He fell face first on the ground, panting, wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, a pair of socks, and a pair of sneakers. ôGodà Sooo tiredàö
ôI canÆt believe thisà YouÆre actually doing something that brings fatigueà Of your own will? Demyx, IÆm surprisedàö
ôà Larxeneà What does the sentence æDonÆt trespassÆ mean to you?ö Said Demyx with the last of his breath. He couldnÆt even raise his head to look at her. The Savage Nymph was smirking at him, in a sadistic way.
ôCome on, Demyxà If you put a sign on the door with that phrase someone is doomed to enter out of curiosity!ö Larxene approached him and placed her right boot on his butt.
ôOwàö Being the only girl of the organization, Larxene was the only one with that particular kind of boots. Black leather heeled boots. And one of those heels was now currently digging slightly in his ass.
ôEhehehà I could have my way with you without making the slightest effortàö She dug her heel in his right butt cheek a little more. That was it. Summoning all his strength, he got back on his feet, forcing Larxene to remove her foot, if she didnÆt want to lose her balance. ôHmmà Last famous wordsà Or maybe notàö
Suddenly, she tripped Demyx and made him fall on the ground again. And this time, she sat on his back. Demyx grumbled.
ôLarxene. IÆm tired, exhausted, and even dehydrated, as incredible as that can sound. Pleeeaseàö He said, a little angry.
ôThatÆs why itÆs so funny to harass you.ö She replied, grinning sadistically once again. She was so not going to move, it seemed.
ôà Uffàö Demyx, raising on his hand and knees, raised his body a little, and turned around, still under Larxene, but on his back. Normally, he would have just whined and let her play till she got bored and went away. But he wanted to sleep. Badly. So, since her harass sessions usually continued for about half an hour, while he was planning to wash himself and get in his pajamas in about five or ten minutes. He stared in her eyes, and Larxene stared back, amused that he was going to do something other than suffer. ôLarxene, please, get off.ö
ôNo.ö She replied flatly. Demyx tried to harden his stare, sweat flowing on his forehead and splitting up above his nose.
ôGet. Off.ö
ôN. O.ö
ôà Ok, thatÆs it.ö Demyx summoned all his strength for real. He held out his hands, trying to push her away. Larxene pushed back with her own gloved hands, chuckling mischievously in a low tone. It was a hard struggle, for both of them. Even if he was tired, one thing to notice was that, if Larxene was maybe the fastest member of the organization, she was surely the weakest one, physically. Maybe only Zexion was weaker.
And so, Demyx was able to gain a bit of advantage, almost sitting up. Larxene realized that she was losing, and began to use all her strength. Demyx felt the pain in his arms due to his sore muscles.
ôWhat? Little Demyx is in pain?ö Larxene did that againà That laughterà That mocking laughterà It was maybe the only thing that got on DemyxÆs nerves.
So, he lost it. Using all his strength, he pushed his whole body up and forward. Larxene was surprised tooà And then, it happened. It all happened in likeà Two seconds. Describing the action is boring, so IÆll describe the aftermath.
The one on her back was now Larxene. Her shoulders were slightly raised from the ground because she was using her hands to support her weight. Her cloak, in the struggle, had opened a little, revealing her left leg, and revealing that she was wearing stockings. Now, the real problem was DemyxÆs position. His left hand was on the ground, but his right one was on her revealed tight. And his faceà Well, all he could see was darkness. But his cheeks, his sense of touch, signalled to him, that he had fallen face first into what are politely called mammaries. LarxeneÆs mammaries.
ôàö Larxene was flushing. Demyx was sweating. He was sweating veeeery much. He slowly got off Larxeneà And then backed off from her, in an angle of the room. ôIÆMSORRYIÆMSORRYIÆMSORRY! I DIDNÆTWANTTOTOUCHYOU! ITWASANACCIDENT! DONÆTKILLME! DONÆTKILLMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!ö He said, trying to cover his head with his arms.
Nowà You might be wondering why Larxene hadnÆt killed/electrocuted/horribly mangled him yet. Well, IÆll have to explain how her head works and what was going on in that moment.
You seeà You might be wondering why Larxene was such a sadistic bitch. ItÆs not that sheÆs mentally distorted or anything like that. The thing is thatà Being the only girl in an organization of thirteen people is quite frustrating. No wonder she got along very well with Marluxiaà THE MOST GIRLY MAN OF THE ENTIRE ORGANIZATION. So, she needed to release her frustration. But nowà The frustration wasnÆt comprised of not having other girls to talk with. Half of it wasà That thing. Yes. Sexual frustration.
Now, since her release for the frustration was being violent, sadistic and basically mean, no wonder no one had even ever tried to hit on her or touch her. But nowà Even if accidentally, someone had just done that. And that made something inside her shudder. And thenà She began to observe the man who had performed that act. Yes, he was whimpering, fearing for his life, since he was so worn out that he didnÆt even have the strength to run away, but she was focusing on other things.
First, his training sessions sure paid off. He had a nice body, under that cloak. Second, he was sweaty and his muscles stood out even more because of the strain they had been put under just a few minutes ago. And thirdà Those shorts sure were tight.
So, she suddenly got back on her feet. Her whole body was trembling, and her hands were balled into fists. She approached Demyx in a hurry and lifted him from the ground. He was terrified. Her eyes wereà Expressed something between fury and madness.
ôYouà Youàö She said.
ôIT WAS AN ACCIDENT, I SWEAR!ö
ôYOUÆRE NOT GOING TO GET AWAY WITH THAT!ö
ôAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHà !ö
Now, Demyx was expecting everything, and I mean, every single painful thing coming from Number XII. A kick in the nuts, her kunais stabbing him in the stomach, a thunder going trough his bodyà But he sure didnÆt expect her to kiss, taking advantage of his scream to stuck her tongue inside his mouth, practically ravishing the insides of it. Lapping at everything, sucking on his tongueà Yep, he surely wasnÆt expecting that. And when she finished, he was breathless. Even more breathless than before. But it was not finished. Not by a long shot.
ôAND DONÆT THINK IT ENDS HERE!ö Larxene said before practically throwing him on his king-size bed and then jumping on top of him. ôIÆLL GIVE YOU SOMETHING ELSE TO WORK OUT WITH!ö
ôOh, boyàö Said Demyx with a little, squeaky voice.
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Xigbar was walking back to his room. His good habit was to take a good walk on the ceiling of the castle, before going to bed. His route was always the usual. And like every Tuesday and Friday, he walked in front of Number IXÆs room. And as usual, he noticed the æKeep outÆ sign. Butà This time it was different. There were strange noises coming from inside it. He got back on the floor, and opened the door.
ôDemyx, are you alright? I heardàö
ôSAY MY NAME, BASTARD! SAY MY NAME!ö
ôLAR-LARXENE! LARXEEEEENE!ö
ôàö XigbarÆs only eye blinked. Once. Then twice. Then, quickly, two more times.
ôOH, GOD! YOUÆRE SUCH A HORNY BASTARD!ö
ôL-LOOKS WHOÆS TAAà AAAAAH!ö
ôàö Xigbar began to walk out of the room, slowly, not breaking the eye-contact with the scene in front of his eye, slowly closing the door with a æcreeeakÆ. Fortunately, they were so caught in the act that they didnÆt notice him entering the room. They probably wouldnÆt have noticed a berserking Saix neither. ôà I know that if I tell this to anyone, Larxene will be after my assà And not in the good wayà àö Xigbar rested his hand on the knob for a few seconds. ôBUT THIS IS JUST TOO GOOD TO NOT TELL! LUXOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORD!ö And with that, he was away.
ôW-What was that?!ö
ôWORRY ABOUT ME, BASTARD! OH, MY GOD!ö
ôAAAAAAAARGH!ö
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The aftermath. Bothà Lovers, letÆs call them with the normal name, were laying on DemyxÆs bed, under the blue covers, one near the other, breathless. Not cuddling or anything. They were too tired, andà Well, seeing as the thing involved violence and extreme horniness... Cuddling seemed out of place. Suddenly, Larxene rolled over him and stared in his eyes, her face still showing no strength left, but her voice trying to sound commanding and dominative.
ôAndà DonÆt think that it will end hereàö She said.
ôOkà Justà One question, thoughàö He replied, panting.
ôWhat?ö
ôHowà How the hell did you knee me in the face?ö
ôàö
End of chapter 1
Like it? Hate it? Suggestions for next chapters? Should I make a real lemon out of it?
Give me your opinions, guys.