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Dez squints at the small print on the label of a potion bottle, frustration evident on his face. He tries to make out the words, but the letters seem to blur together, making it impossible for him to decipher the text.
"Damn it," Dez mutters under his breath, his brows furrowing. He glances over at Axel, who is nearby, and a thought crosses his mind.
"Hey, Axel," Dez calls out, extending the bottle towards him. "Can you read this for me? My eyes aren't cooperating today."
Axel takes the bottle and studies the label, his eyes scanning the unfamiliar words. He bites his lip, feeling a slight pang of anxiety. Reading aloud has always been a challenge for him, and he worries about stumbling over the words.
"Um...sure, I'll try," Axel responds, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
He takes a deep breath and begins to read, his voice faltering at times as he encounters unfamiliar terms and complex phrases. His stutter becomes more pronounced, and Axel's frustration starts to creep in.
Dez watches Axel's struggle with a mix of empathy and amusement. He can sense Axel's discomfort, but he knows that it's essential for him to face these challenges head-on.
"Take it easy, Axel," Dez says, his voice gentle and reassuring. "You're doing great. Let's break it down together."
Dez leans in closer, pointing to each word as he helps Axel sound them out. He patiently guides him through the pronunciation, providing explanations when needed. With each step, Axel's confidence grows, and his stutter gradually fades away.
As Axel finally grasps the meaning of the words, a smile spreads across his face. He looks up at Dez, grateful for his support and encouragement.
"It's... it's a healing potion!" Axel says, his voice clear and filled with triumph.
In the quiet confines of the lab, a newfound ritual began to take shape. Dez would squint at the small print on potion bottles or the intricate details on scrolls, his frustration evident on his face.
He would then turn to Axel, seeking his assistance in deciphering the words that eluded his weary eyes.
Axel gladly obliged, relishing the opportunity to spend more time in the lab alongside Dez. The scent of herbs and alchemical concoctions enveloped them, creating an atmosphere of comfort and curiosity. Each time Dez handed him a label, Axel's heart swelled with a sense of purpose. It felt good to be needed, to be the one to lend a helping hand.
Yet, as their routine continued, Axel couldn't help but notice a subtle change in Dez. It wasn't confined to the lab anymore. Even outside of their shared sanctuary, Dez seemed to be perpetually squinting, his brows furrowing with concentration.
Concern crept into Axel's thoughts. He worried for Dez's eyes, the windows to his vibrant and passionate soul.
Axel became Dez's guiding light, ensuring that labels were read and scrolls were deciphered without strain. Whispering anything that Dez needed to read, followed by a gentle squeeze to his hand.
“Axel, can you pass me some of the roots in the drawer to the left?”
“Yessir!” He chirps out, rummaging through the drawer in the lab, his curiosity piqued by the sight of a pair of old glasses tucked away among the miscellaneous items.
Picking them up, he inspects the gold, circular frames with a mix of intrigue and amusement.
They seem out of place in the room filled with weapons and alchemical supplies.
With a mischievous grin, Axel makes his way to where Dez is sitting, engrossed in his work.
Approaching him quietly, Axel waits with bated breath for the perfect moment to make his presence known.
When Dez finally looks up, Axel is already wearing the glasses, his eyes peering through the lenses.
Dez blinks in surprise, his eyebrows shooting up at the sight. He tries to stifle a laugh, but it escapes in a soft chuckle.
"Well, don't you look adorable," Dez remarks, his voice laced with amusement.
Axel blushes, feeling a mix of embarrassment and delight at Dez's response. He hadn't expected such a positive reaction.
"Thought you might like them," Axel says, his voice tinged with a playful tone. "You always look so serious in the lab. I thought these might lighten the mood."
Dez reaches out, gently adjusting the glasses on Axel's face, his fingers grazing his cheeks. Axel's heart skips a beat at the touch.
"You know what?" Dez says, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I think you might be onto something. Let me try them on, it's been so long since I've worn them."
Axel grins and carefully removes the glasses, passing them to Dez.
As Dez puts them on, Axel's breath catches in his throat. The sight before him sends a surge of warmth through his chest.
Dez, with his striking features and intense gaze, now has an added touch of whimsy with the circular glasses. The contrast between the serious aura he usually carries while working and the playful accessory creates a captivating image.
"You look..." Axel trails off, momentarily lost for words. "You look cute."
Dez raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk forming on his lips. He leans in closer, their faces just inches apart.
"Is that so?" Dez murmurs, his voice low and husky.
Axel's heart races in his chest, his cheeks flushing even deeper. He can feel the intensity of Dez's gaze, the electricity between them palpable.
"Yeah," Axel manages to say, his voice barely above a whisper. "Very cute."
Dez's smirk widens into a full-fledged smile, and he leans in to press a gentle kiss to Axel's lips. It's a sweet and tender moment, filled with warmth and affection.
When they pull apart, Axel can't help but smile, the potions and labels now forgotten as his attention is fully on Dez. It's in moments like these, where they can be playful and vulnerable, that Axel finds solace and happiness.
"Why don't you ever wear them?" Axel asked, "It would probably help out more in the lab."
"Then what would be my excuse to keep you here, huh?" Dez teased, hands resting on the back of Axel's neck. "You read all the small labels for me, even the words you can barely understand." He coos, pressing a kiss onto Axel’s cheek.
Axel's ears flicked at that, rolling his eyes. "No, but seriously."
Dez sighed, looking away a bit sheepishly. "I thought I looked bad with them on." After a few beats of silence, his tone twisted back up into the playful manner from before. "My looks are everything you know."
"No fucking way, dude." Axel huffed. "You look great with them on."
Dez laughed at that. "You don't have to lie, Ax."
With a frustrated hum, Axel leaned forward again. Kissing the words away as he held on tightly to his beloved alchemist. Arms pulling the thin waist closer to him.
With a tender touch, he cupped the side of Dez' face, his fingertips grazing the smooth skin beneath. Their breaths mingled, creating a sweet anticipation in the space between them.
As their lips met over and over again, a soft sigh escaped their mouths, melting into the intimacy of the moment.
His glasses gently pressed against Axel's face, adding a delicate sensation to the already electrifying connection.
Time seemed to slow as they explored the delicate dance of their tongues, an exchange of passion and tenderness.
They reveled in the symphony of sensations—their lips molding together, the flickering of eyelashes against his glasses, the rhythm of their breaths intertwining.
"You really like-" Dez panted between kisses. "-these glasses then, huh?"
"Fuck yeah." Axel grinned, tails thumping against his seat.
Dez giggled at that, purple nails digging in ever so slightly as they deepened the kiss.
"W-Wait, they're slipping. Let me take them off."
"No, keep them on." Axel groaned into Dez' mouth. Unsure when he had settled between Dez' legs. The chair reclined all the way back as Axel pushed Dez deeper into the plush chair.
"We can just practice kissing till they stay on for good."
That strangled a small moan from Dez, fingers brushing up and down the silky collar that hung around his puppy's neck.
"Mhm, I'd like that."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah...maybe we should practice some more upstairs." Dez hummed, a hungry gaze in his eyes as he pulled away. Glasses slightly askew, and lips wet.
Giggling, Dez takes Axel’s hand to be pulled out of the chair. Fingers intertwined as they make their way towards the stairs.
Every so often, they paused on a step, turning to face each other, their eyes locked in a playful dance. They exchanged mischievous grins and teasing glances, sharing a language of laughter and affection that was uniquely their own.
In these stolen moments, they would draw closer, their free hands tenderly cupping each other's faces. Soft kisses were exchanged, gentle and sweet, filled with the tenderness that bloomed in their hearts. Their laughter intertwined with their kisses, with Axel occasionally adjusting the gold rimmed glasses.
Finally, they reached their destination, the door to their sanctuary. They stood before it, breathless and flushed, their eyes shining with a shared joy that illuminated the room.
With one final giggle, they exchanged a lingering kiss, a promise of love and warmth.
“At least I finally know how to get you out of the lab.” Axel teased, tugging Dez back into his arms. Hands resting on the small of his back, thumbs grazing across the dimples that rested between his hips.
Dez rolled his eyes, reaching out to rest his own hands on Axel’s shoulders. Taking in with a new sight of just just how pretty Axel was.
The way his braid framed his face, the fangs that poked out of his plump lips ever so slightly, the way his blue eyes glittered with streaks of red that looked like rose petals floating on a pond.
Axel was just as trapped by Dez’ natural beauty. Dez's golden eyes, like molten honey, danced with a mix of curiosity and adoration as he reached out to touch Axel's shoulders. The soft caress of his fingertips sent a shiver down his spine, amplifying the electric connection between them.
His platinum blond hair cascaded around his face like a shimmering halo, accentuating his features. A single beauty mark beneath his lip on the right side of his face drew Axel's attention, adding a touch of allure to his already captivating presence. It was as if the universe had purposefully placed it there, a subtle mark to draw attention to the seductive curve of his mouth.
A streak of vibrant purple intertwined within the alchemist's hair, a daring contrast against the platinum strands. It added a playful touch to his overall appearance, a hint of rebellion mingling with his angelic charm. Each strand seemed to possess a life of its own, as if it mirrored the vibrant spirit within him.
And then there were his collarbones, gracefully sculpted and prominent, accentuating the elegant curve of his neck. The way they peeked through the collar of his shirt hinted at a subtle vulnerability, inviting Axel to explore the depths of his desires.
All tied together with the whimsy, adorable look of those damn circle frames.
In that moment, as Axel took in every aspect of Dez' enchanting visage, he felt a surge of affection well up within him.
The world around them seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the two of them, locked in a moment of unspoken desire. It was a sight that both would forever hold dear, a testament to the bewitching allure of the one who had captured their own respective hearts.
The trance follows them as their lips embrace one another once again. Tongues brushing against one another, gentle touches grazing over their heated skin.
They don't even bother looking as they land on the bed, barely flinching as they bounce a bit. Hands wandering and tugging at one another as Axel kept Dez pinned to the bed.
Small gasps leave him as Axel ravishes him. Hips grinding against one another, teeth grazing over skin and turning the blank canvas of his neck into a painted masterpiece of hickies. Purple nails leaving half crescent marks deep into thick muscle as they both grew more desperate.
Dez’ legs locking around Axel’s waist as the sweet friction between their bodies flickered hotter and hotter. Tiny whines leaving Dez as the gladiator took both of their shirts and pants off.
“M-My glasses-!” Dez gasped. “They’re getting foggy…let me take them off.” He whined.
“No, you-you look too cute with them on.” Axel groaned, swallowing back the saliva that pooled in his mouth. Sliding down Magni’s body to lap at his lower stomach before pulling off his boxers with his teeth.
"I never want you to ever think they look bad on you again." He mumbles against the thick flesh of his inner thigh before licking his weeping cock in one long streak.
Dez can't help but shiver as he gasps at the sensation, hips bucking forward into the air as Axel pulled away.
"P-Puppy, please…" Dez whined, the back of his hand covering his mouth as he felt Axel massaging his ass. Fingers working deep into his flesh as he licks off the strands of clear precum that bubbles out the head of his dick.
It's only been seconds and yet Dez wonders if he's been waiting for an eternity for Axel to spread him apart. Thumbs teasing the edges of his entrance, a pleased hum leaving Axel before he settles comfortably onto his knees. Tongue swiping all around his hole as he squeaks out in surprise.
Long were the days that Axel fumbled awkwardly as he tried his best to please. Now easily slipping into him as he slurped against the gummy walls. Wet flesh curling and flicking inside the tight hole as Dez' dug his nails into the sheets. Pants and whimpers growing more frequent as Axel moaned in delight. Pressing deeper and deeper as he continued to feast.
His hands moved in coordination with his mouth, fondling his balls and squeezing around his shaft. Jerking him off as he continued to eat him out.
"A-Ah! Axel-!"
He didn't slow down, only picking up the pace at how sweet Dez cried for him. How he grinded against his face desperately the closer to the edge he got.
"M-My good boy! So good." He wailed out, fingers curling into the sheets. Face so hot that he could barely see through his fogged lenses.
Dez is so caught up in the pleasure of grinding against Axel's mouth that it takes him a moment to realize he's pulled away. A strand of spit still connecting the both of them.
"Dez." Axel panted, voice straining under his arousal. Laying next to him as he slipped his hand back to the curve of his ass. "N-Need. Need to see you. Need to see you so fucking bad."
He can't even respond before Axel's fingers punch into him, a scream breaking out of his throat as he clings to Axel. The brutal pace making his legs tremble as he cries out. Head empty with nothing but how raw his asshole felt. Spit squirting out between Axel's knuckles as his other hand continued to pump him.
Fingers curl and slide in and out of him, wet flesh slapping against one another as both sides of him were pleasured. Axel's intense stare burning into him as his mouth hung open in awe.
"A-Au-augh! P-Please, keep-keep going!" Dez practically sobs out, hips desperate to meet each thrust. Precum sliding over Axel's other hand as he fucks into his fist. Balls jumping with each squeeze. "I-I can't stop my hips!" He squeals.
Axel watches in awe through the fogged glasses how Dez rolls his eyes back, body tensing as every muscle in his body goes stiff. Mouth opening in a gorgeous moan as he cums. Eyes fluttering as his hips buck forward a few times before melting into Axel's arms.
"Holy fuck." Axel whispers, eyes wide. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."
Dez, still sensitive and dazed from cumming- can't even respond to the comment. Cock still lazily spurting cum onto Axel, pants leaving him as he struggles to catch his breath. Legs trembling as those long fingers slide out of him.
He doesn't mind when Axel adjusts him enough so that he's comfortably hidden away in the crook of his neck. Glasses pressing against him ever so slightly.
"M-M sorry." Dez pants out. "Couldn't last...too good. Kept telling myself to s-slow down, b-but my hips wouldn't listen." He whined, the words moist as drool continued to dribble down his chin.
"Shh...you did perfect." Axel hums quietly, kissing the top of his head before using his clean hand to trace patterns on his back. Waiting for the aftershocks of Dez' orgasm to come down.
"So pretty." Axel whispers huskily again, his other hand wiping away any stray pearls of cum that still lingered on Dezmond's dick. Drinking the gasp that came from him as if it were blessed wine. “I’m so lucky to have you.”
It's only when he finally calms down that he feels Axel's dick still twitching against him, wet fabric sticking to his skin.
"You didn't cum?"
Axel only shrugs.
"The view was well worth it, don't worry."
"Mhm...sounds like it's time for payback." Dez grins, sliding down Axel's body until he's at crotch level.
It's practiced and easy for him to get Axel out of his boxers. Nosing the wet fabric a few times before actually letting him free.
Licking his lips as he takes in the desperate, throbbing view of Axel. How needy his cock was, almost as red as the tips of his hair.
"Poor puppy, didn't get to cum. I'll give you the treat you deserve for being a good boy."
He teases, tucking one strand of hair behind his ear before letting his tongue lie flat as he slides Axel down his throat. Moaning just enough to let the vibrations warmly squeeze around him.
Veins pop out against his skin, face flushing as he howls in place. Hips struggling to stay still.
But their eyes don't break contact, even with Axel's hands reaching out to rest against Dez' face as he starts to drag his mouth up and down. Mouth tightly suctioned on as he pleases his sweet boy.
Dez likes how heavy Axel feels on his tongue, the sweet burning against the edges of his lips as he feels Axel's knot threatening to swell up.
"M-Maguni!"
He doesn't mind smothering the swollen tip in kisses a few times, hands doing the rest of the work as he focuses on Axel's pleasure. Rubbing the precum between his lips before loudly smacking them together.
"Tasty."
Dez tries not to smile too hard when Axel moans at that. Strong hips bucking into his hand furiously. Ignoring the way his glasses slid down his nose ever so slightly.
"I won't make you wait. Cum, baby."
Axel howls once again, strings of cum flowing out as it lands on the glasses. Dez gasping a bit at the sudden splash against his face. Streaks of white tainting his vision.
"Dez, I'm so sorry!" Axel yelps, sitting up. Fumbling for a bit before Dez simply lifts up a hand to stop him. Tongue swiping over the streaks that lay on the lenses of his glasses devilishly.
"I said it was tasty, didn't I?"