The Call of Duty [Xemnas/Anyone, R]
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kinkfestTitle: The Call of Duty
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burningmayo
Rating: R
Warnings: Brief nudity, masturbation, weirdness
Word count: 996
Summary: Kingdom Hearts, Xemnas/anyone: humor, zipper fetish - "When he gets like this... just don't stand too close, is all."
A/N: Someone here ordered something cracky. I deliver. Beware Xemnas's odd moods.
“You still haven’t given me an explanation.”
“What needs explaining?” Xigbar glanced at Saix as they walked through the halls of the Castle That Never Was. “The others and I already discussed this and we felt you’d be the best choice.”
“I’d prefer to know why you’re strapping the meat to my back before throwing me to the lion.”
Xigbar smirked. “If you really need to know, it’s because you never let anything under your skin. The rest of us? Sure, we’re the same as you. Missing hearts, no emotion, blah blah blah. Still, we all have our little quirks. Vexen’s too busy playing mad doctor, Lexaeus doesn’t like talking enough to be a good fit, and hell, I don’t want the job.”
“This is how you promote people in the Organization?” Saix glowered. “You pass the duties on to whoever doesn’t say ‘no’ first?”
“Hey, we’re still a growing outfit. We’re loose with the rules.”
As if I couldn’t figure that out on my own. “So what exactly is it about this job that you don’t want?”
“Like I said, we all have our little quirks. Number I isn’t any different from you or me in that, but he has his moments.”
“Moments?”
“You’ll see.”
Saix sighed. “I’m sure.”
The two stopped at the double doors at the end of the hallway. Xigbar gestured for Saix to open the door. “This is the entrance to Xemnas’s private study. He’s usually here when he isn’t holding office hours in that elaborate throne room. Here, go on in and say hi. He’s expecting you.”
“Very well.” Saix gripped the door handle.
“Zip.” The voice came from inside.
Saix stopped. “What was—”
“Zip zip!”
Saix turned his ear to the door. “That sounds like Xem—”
“Zippo.”
“What.”
Xigbar grinned the grin of a man passing off a soul-draining task onto a naïve rookie. “I told you before, umlaut. Quirks.”
Saix pulled open the door and peered inside. Xemnas stood near the center of the room with his back turned. Number I, the leader of the Organization and the man that had promised to lead Saix back to his heart, was playing with the zipper on his coat.
“Zip! Zip-zip! Ziiiiiip! Zippity doo dah!”
Saix glared at Xigbar and growled. “What sort of joke is this?”
Xigbar made a dismissive gesture and walked away. “Don’t look at me. It’s your problem to deal with now. All I’ll tell ya is, when he gets like this... just don't stand too close, is all. Trust me. Hope you enjoy a nice, long career as a gofer, ‘cause no one else is gonna want your job.”
I will get you for this humiliation, Xigbar. Saix clenched his teeth. One day, I will get you and the other founders for this.
“Saix, what are you doing standing there in the doorway?” Xemnas zipped up his coat and turned to his newly appointed second. “Step inside.”
“Yes, sir.” Saix stepped across the threshold and closed the door.
“The others gave you very strong recommendations to become my second in command. It’s odd that a newcomer like you would be recommended for the post so easily, but I’ve known them long enough to trust their judgment.”
“It’s good to be appreciated, sir. What task do you have for me?”
“The important Organization business can wait. There’s something a bit more personal that I need your help with.”
“Personal, sir?” It’s the zipper thing, isn’t it?
“Yes, now stand here in front of me.”
Saix did as ordered. “Okay. Now what?”
“Zip and unzip your coat until I tell you to stop.”
This man is our supreme leader? Saix reached for his zipper and tugged it down. What have I been dragged into?
Xemnas closed his eyes and stood with his hands behind his back. “Ah, the sounds of interlocking metal. Music to my ears. To my loins. To my manly sausage.”
Manly sausage? Saix bit his tongue. Patience. I need patience. Without Xemnas I won’t get my heart back. If I have to put up with this idiocy in the meantime, I will. All will come in ti—I wish that was a sausage tenting his coat.
Xemnas took hold of his own coat’s zipper. With a slow, even motion, he ran the metal tab down its track. “You look a bit pensive, Saix. Does something trouble you?”
“This task was…unexpected, sir.”
“Well, it will end soon enough. I had almost finished when you arrived.”
Almost finished? Against his every desire not to, Saix watched as Xemnas finished unzipping his coat. Why isn’t he wearing any pants? Or underwear? Or anything?
Xemnas held the lapels of his coat and took a deep breath. “Faster, Saix. Show me your enthusiasm.”
This will all be worth it one day. Saix increased his zipping tempo. I need to remember that.
Xemnas smiled. Pulled his coat open. Took hold of his cock.
Saix bit the insides of his cheeks. He dared not scowl. Then again, there are limitations to everything.
Xemnas stroked his cock once. “Zippity!”
Twice. “Zoppity!”
Thrice. “Zoo!”
Number I came. A thick stream of jizz splashed across Saix’s coat. “Ah, my sweet steel mistress. How lovely your teeth are.”
Saix glanced at the mess he now wore. “Are you finished, sir?”
“I’m afraid so, yes. But look at you. You’re far from presentable. Go. Change your clothes and come back. Then we can discuss business.”
“Very well, sir.” Saix turned and exited the room. With the door shut behind him, he sighed. I just—I don’t—what in— He palmed his face. Gah. I need to get out of here before someone sees me wearing this. Damn you, Xigbar. I’ll remember this humiliation, this…stench. You put me in this position and I will use it to crush you all while I regain my heart. But first—
His fingers brushed the front of his coat. It felt sticky. Unpleasant.
--I must wash my hands.
Author:
burningmayo Rating: R
Warnings: Brief nudity, masturbation, weirdness
Word count: 996
Summary: Kingdom Hearts, Xemnas/anyone: humor, zipper fetish - "When he gets like this... just don't stand too close, is all."
A/N: Someone here ordered something cracky. I deliver. Beware Xemnas's odd moods.
“You still haven’t given me an explanation.”
“What needs explaining?” Xigbar glanced at Saix as they walked through the halls of the Castle That Never Was. “The others and I already discussed this and we felt you’d be the best choice.”
“I’d prefer to know why you’re strapping the meat to my back before throwing me to the lion.”
Xigbar smirked. “If you really need to know, it’s because you never let anything under your skin. The rest of us? Sure, we’re the same as you. Missing hearts, no emotion, blah blah blah. Still, we all have our little quirks. Vexen’s too busy playing mad doctor, Lexaeus doesn’t like talking enough to be a good fit, and hell, I don’t want the job.”
“This is how you promote people in the Organization?” Saix glowered. “You pass the duties on to whoever doesn’t say ‘no’ first?”
“Hey, we’re still a growing outfit. We’re loose with the rules.”
As if I couldn’t figure that out on my own. “So what exactly is it about this job that you don’t want?”
“Like I said, we all have our little quirks. Number I isn’t any different from you or me in that, but he has his moments.”
“Moments?”
“You’ll see.”
Saix sighed. “I’m sure.”
The two stopped at the double doors at the end of the hallway. Xigbar gestured for Saix to open the door. “This is the entrance to Xemnas’s private study. He’s usually here when he isn’t holding office hours in that elaborate throne room. Here, go on in and say hi. He’s expecting you.”
“Very well.” Saix gripped the door handle.
“Zip.” The voice came from inside.
Saix stopped. “What was—”
“Zip zip!”
Saix turned his ear to the door. “That sounds like Xem—”
“Zippo.”
“What.”
Xigbar grinned the grin of a man passing off a soul-draining task onto a naïve rookie. “I told you before, umlaut. Quirks.”
Saix pulled open the door and peered inside. Xemnas stood near the center of the room with his back turned. Number I, the leader of the Organization and the man that had promised to lead Saix back to his heart, was playing with the zipper on his coat.
“Zip! Zip-zip! Ziiiiiip! Zippity doo dah!”
Saix glared at Xigbar and growled. “What sort of joke is this?”
Xigbar made a dismissive gesture and walked away. “Don’t look at me. It’s your problem to deal with now. All I’ll tell ya is, when he gets like this... just don't stand too close, is all. Trust me. Hope you enjoy a nice, long career as a gofer, ‘cause no one else is gonna want your job.”
I will get you for this humiliation, Xigbar. Saix clenched his teeth. One day, I will get you and the other founders for this.
“Saix, what are you doing standing there in the doorway?” Xemnas zipped up his coat and turned to his newly appointed second. “Step inside.”
“Yes, sir.” Saix stepped across the threshold and closed the door.
“The others gave you very strong recommendations to become my second in command. It’s odd that a newcomer like you would be recommended for the post so easily, but I’ve known them long enough to trust their judgment.”
“It’s good to be appreciated, sir. What task do you have for me?”
“The important Organization business can wait. There’s something a bit more personal that I need your help with.”
“Personal, sir?” It’s the zipper thing, isn’t it?
“Yes, now stand here in front of me.”
Saix did as ordered. “Okay. Now what?”
“Zip and unzip your coat until I tell you to stop.”
This man is our supreme leader? Saix reached for his zipper and tugged it down. What have I been dragged into?
Xemnas closed his eyes and stood with his hands behind his back. “Ah, the sounds of interlocking metal. Music to my ears. To my loins. To my manly sausage.”
Manly sausage? Saix bit his tongue. Patience. I need patience. Without Xemnas I won’t get my heart back. If I have to put up with this idiocy in the meantime, I will. All will come in ti—I wish that was a sausage tenting his coat.
Xemnas took hold of his own coat’s zipper. With a slow, even motion, he ran the metal tab down its track. “You look a bit pensive, Saix. Does something trouble you?”
“This task was…unexpected, sir.”
“Well, it will end soon enough. I had almost finished when you arrived.”
Almost finished? Against his every desire not to, Saix watched as Xemnas finished unzipping his coat. Why isn’t he wearing any pants? Or underwear? Or anything?
Xemnas held the lapels of his coat and took a deep breath. “Faster, Saix. Show me your enthusiasm.”
This will all be worth it one day. Saix increased his zipping tempo. I need to remember that.
Xemnas smiled. Pulled his coat open. Took hold of his cock.
Saix bit the insides of his cheeks. He dared not scowl. Then again, there are limitations to everything.
Xemnas stroked his cock once. “Zippity!”
Twice. “Zoppity!”
Thrice. “Zoo!”
Number I came. A thick stream of jizz splashed across Saix’s coat. “Ah, my sweet steel mistress. How lovely your teeth are.”
Saix glanced at the mess he now wore. “Are you finished, sir?”
“I’m afraid so, yes. But look at you. You’re far from presentable. Go. Change your clothes and come back. Then we can discuss business.”
“Very well, sir.” Saix turned and exited the room. With the door shut behind him, he sighed. I just—I don’t—what in— He palmed his face. Gah. I need to get out of here before someone sees me wearing this. Damn you, Xigbar. I’ll remember this humiliation, this…stench. You put me in this position and I will use it to crush you all while I regain my heart. But first—
His fingers brushed the front of his coat. It felt sticky. Unpleasant.
--I must wash my hands.
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Date: 2010-03-02 04:08 am (UTC)--
He leans back against the wall, well out of sight of their new 'second-in-command' - helps that he's a good thirty feet above the hall and upside down, but, hell. Saïx hasn't learned to look up yet, that's his problem. Judging from the state of his coat, seems like he's quick to learn some other things, at least... just not so good at following a little friendly advice.
's like he doesn't trust me or something. Can't imagine why.
Still managing the usual impassive expression, though, even coated in a layer of Superior cooties. Man must have balls of steel... or possibly none at all, but hell if he's gonna check. Gets the boss off everyone else's backs-- fronts-- for a while, though, and that's the important thing.
Too bad, though. Expected Saïx to crack, maybe run screaming into the conveniently eternal night. Take him down a notch or two... eh. Maybe that rookie Lex found yesterday'll prove more entertaining... what's-'is-name, Leia, Leah, something like that.
In the meantime, well. Can't say it's cable, but it's better than staring up at the sky... good thing Xeha's not out on the balconies. This little 'quirk' is bad enough - bossman steps outside his office, they'd never get any work done. Probably safe, long as the sky doesn't get a zipper.
...Right?
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Date: 2010-03-02 04:13 am (UTC)awesome, hysterically funny if eye-twitch inspiringwriting that may have come from this request.and also... oh my god. XD
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Date: 2010-03-02 04:24 am (UTC)