Nectarine
1) n. A variety of aromatic peach of ancient origin, having a smooth, waxy skin.
2) n. The subject of a porn penned by both Demyx-mun and Sora-mun in order to get either Riku-mun or Saix-mun to confess about something which made Saix flail.
The Story
Demyx let his teeth sink lightly into the nectarine's succulent skin, denting the ripened rind a little in anticipation of the juicy, tender flesh beneath. It was a pity that you could only savor such delights as this nectarine promised once; he'd better make the most of it, then. He rummaged in a kitchen drawer until he found the fruit knife.
Saix appeared in the kitchen next to Demyx and held out his hand for the nectarine; frightened, Demyx handed it over without demur. "The knife as well, unless you wish to share this fruit's pitiful fate."
He returned, bearing it as a gift for his Superior.
The Superior nodded, noting the juices contained in the nectarine were sufficient enough to represent that of a creature they have yet to explore fully.. this would be the time to study them. Saix readied the knife, poised on the porous surface of the helpless nectarine.
Saix's grip tightened as he invaded the nectarine, the fruit squelching a bit in his firm grip and the knife sliding gently into it's pulpy innards. a few thrusts revealed the sheltered center of the fruit. He held the two halves apart, each in one hand, and studied their surfaces. Bumpy, crystalline, and most of all.. juicy. He glanced up at his superior to see a satisfied smirk.
"Yes. From what I have heard, this will do just fine. Please, continue as we have previously discussed."
With a quick nod, Saix placed the extra half and knife on a nearby table, coming forward to a kneel in front of his superior. He gingerly raised the pulpy fruit to his lips, taking in the fragrance with a deep whiff. Slowly, he brought the exposed fruit to his lips, hesitating as he parted his lips and moistened them with his tongue.
With an idea suddenly sparking in his mind, Saix brought his tongue out further, letting it experience the tang of the citrus fruit, enveloping himself in its scent.
"Number VII, we do not have much time." Xemnas scolded, not appreciating the look of enjoyment he was seeing on Saix's face.
At that, Saix took in one last breath and dove into the fruit suddenly and sharply, juices sloshing down his chin. He lapped up the uncontrollable flowing citrus juice, slurping at the contents mixed in with the pulp. Licking one section dry, he scraped his teeth along the ragged surface, not wanting to leave any area untouched...
See also: Pineapple yaoi, apple vore, and lemon lemon.
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