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“Okay, wait here and I”ll be right back,” Axel offered, rubbing Roxas’ shoulders lightly before fleeing to the bathroom. He eased the door closed until only a crack would allow light to pass. It was the only way to make sure that once the water started flowing, the heat would remain in the room. The Great Room was so cold at this point that if the door had been left farther ajar, the warm moisture would have evaporated instantaneously.
The tub was in the center of the room, and was made of black porcelain. It was a generously wide vessel that rested on four ornate gold plated claws. Axel liked to imagine that the feet were actually walking through golden flames. It was only the way that the mold had been cast for their pouring, but nonetheless, the fur detail looked pretty cool. It wasn’t the only feature that had been cast with attention either. The faucet rose from the ground next to the tub and looped over the side with a flat head, allowing water to flow down like a waterfall instead of like a hose. Axel twisted the leavers to start the current and immediately threw some towels into the tub to suck up the water.
Next, he rushed to the cabinet over the sink, extracting various types of bottles before finally discovering the three he had been looking for. Back to the tub.
The water level was starting to rise over the towels, drenching their weight with a temperature that would otherwise have better served a steam house. Axel took them and spread them on the sides and the back of the tub – everything was going to be perfect. He knew that the water alone wouldn’t be enough to warm the porcelain that quickly, and he wanted Roxas to be able to relax without having to fear the cold bite of the basin.
“Axel?” The voice came from the door a few moments later, “Want some help?” The curious blonde pressed the door open. His eyes widened when he saw the steam condensation on the water spigot. Axel gestured to the tub like it was a chariot, “You’re done already?”
Axel beamed. He had made perfect timing, discarding the ‘warming towels’ into the laundry hamper before Roxas had gotten a chance to inquire. He helped him remove his jacket, and averted his eyes as Roxas approached the tub, stealing a peak only when he knew Roxas wouldn’t see him.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh,” Roxas contended, easing himself beneath the water’s service. It was a little on the warm side, but somehow his body was adjusting to it perfectly. He kept his eyes closed for a long while, inhaling the delicious scent of…what was it? “This isn’t vanilla,” he pondered.
“Right,” Axel admitted from near his shoulder. He lifted one of the three bottles that he had taken from the cupboard, “It’s been a while since it was used. I didn’t realize there was so little left, sorry.” Roxas accepted the empty bottle that the other was offering him with a soft chuckle. He tilted his head back at him with a smile,
“I never really thought you were a vanilla sort anyhow.”
“Oh?” Axel asked, dropping to his knees so he could lean on the back of the tub and peer at Roxas upside-down, “And what sort did you think I was?” Roxas’ grin broadened mysteriously, and he didn’t answer. “Hmm?” He leaned back for a moment and took off his own jacket, revealing that he was wearing black underneath too. They all were, it was the dress code. He reached into the warmth and carried some suds higher up on Roxas’ body, intently searching the blonde’s expression for negative feedback. There really appeared to be none. Roxas was enjoying it. He could tell by the way he dipped himself a little lower into the basin. The elder decided to pretend that the action took him by surprise, and flicked his hand over Roxas’ chest underwater. Good, still no reaction. His hand began to massage him gently, and he took note of the way that the boy seemed to be arcing into his hand. Was it just in his head though? He wanted to make sure he was careful, Roxas was in a fragile state and if Axel miss-stepped he could do more damage than good.
Roxas was starting to feel a little intoxicated by the perfumes of the bath. They weren’t necessarily strong, but they were reacting nicely with his skin, making it tingle wherever it washed over him. Axel’s hands were warm, and he loved the pressure of his fingertips stroking his arms, chest, sides, and now abdomen. His eyes cracked at his friend when his hands disappeared, realizing that Axel was applying something to his dominant hand from the unmarked bottle beside him.
“What’s that?” he asked. This time, it was Axel’s turn to smile mysteriously.
“It’s a sort of soap,” he answered as it dove back into Roxas’ bath. His other hand was used to sturdy his position, grabbing the rim of the tub near Roxas’ ear. “See, that feels good, right?” he asked, allowing his hand to return to its previous position. The elixir he’d used was thick, and didn’t easily dissolve in water. Roxas groaned softly, feeling immediately the way that the compound enlivened his skin. Like a starburst, a warm tingling sensation washed through his body.
“No soap that I’ve ever seen,” he commented softly, holding Axel’s gaze. The sensation was working its way up his chest now, and simultaneously down his thighs and sex. Axel’s eyes looked especially cat-like at the moment. It was probably the angle, but Roxas had a feeling it had something to do with the private jade burning intent that rarely flashed in them. In fact, ‘I’ve only seen it happen when we’re alone,’ he realized.
“It’s magic-type soap,” his companion was alleging. “But, you know what feels even better?” Slowly and cautiously, he moved his hand lower. The bubbles hid Axel’s target well, but he was enjoying his opportunity to caress the blonde’s body with or without being able to view it. No, touch was perfectly suitable for now. He trailed his fingertips straight south from Roxas’ navel, rubbing the sensitive area above his unit softly before engulfing it in his grasp. Roxas gasped and moaned softly, his hips pumping themselves up against him without regard.
Axel took a second to gather himself – how long had he been trying to get Roxas in a position like this? In a position where he was willing, accepting and wanting his affections? He could feel the shaft in his own pants start to demand its own attention, but Axel resigned him to wait a little longer. Roxas was squirming pleasantly in his hand, obviously having trouble balancing his body’s demands with his common sense. He began to pump his hand along the hardening length, sending pressure bubbles to the surface as he started to increase his speed. Roxas had lifted his hands out of the water and was now leaning toward him, sending short waves rippling back and forth over the water. Oh, no. Did he want him to stop? Or did he—
Roxas crushed his lips against Axel’s, kissing him in such a way that he hoped that he properly conveyed his need for him to continue. It was confusing. The way that Axel was making him feel right now, it wasn’t so different from the way he felt when he was with Riku. Ah, was he cheating? ‘No,’ he quickly told himself angrily. ‘It’s not cheating if he doesn’t love me, right?’ Mm, and Axel’s lips felt so good and so right. His tongue was slipping on the underside of his upper lip provocatively teasing him. The hand that was smoothing over his skin twisted and teased his manhood, encouraging stiffer and stiffer to a full erection. Even underwater, he could feel the mysterious substance coating him and the warmth it generated made his nerves kick with excitement.
Axel wobbled as Roxas tried to pull him into the tub with him, and used his other hand to gently separate them. “Hold on,” he explained, standing to full height. Roxas’ gaze followed him and watched him drop his zipper and pull his boots off by the heel. His focus detailed the red tuft of fire that protected his friend’s sex. It delicately encased the base of his length – a length that Roxas found himself admiring from top to bottom. He moved forward as Axel removed his shirt and pressed the stiff tip to his lips.
“Ah—hold on!” Axel repeated, flinching in surprise at the blonde’s hot breath steaming over his groin. By the time that he had gotten his shirt over his head, the younger male had already wrapped his wet fingers around it and slipped his cap between his lips. Axel groaned loudly, steadying himself by dropping a hand on the top of Roxas’ head. Roxas didn’t mind, he was swishing his tongue around Axel’s tip, licking from underneath and slipping his tongue against the small slit opening. The man stood in awe of his friend’s skill, giving barely a second of wonder if these skills were learned through his sleeping with the other male. That was okay, he was going to steal Roxas away from him now. Roxas would see the error of Riku’s ways, and he was going to show it to him by showing him what Riku never did: courtesy. But, if Roxas was going to keep working him like this, his resolve would soon facet altogether. The motion that brought him most aware, ironically, was the very same that made him drunk with arousal. “Hold on, stop!” He pleaded, forcibly removing himself from Roxas’ grasp.
Roxas’s blue eyes jumped up at him with a petrified looking glance. Oh no, he knew it would have been too much if he let his teeth touch him. He thought it had been gentle enough but oh no, it looked like Axel didn’t like it after all.
“It’s okay,” he was saying, but Roxas felt like he’d screwed up the moment permanently. He scooted to the corner of the tub like Axel was gesturing and watched him crawl in with them. The water level surged, but Axel pulled the drain a little bit as to let it resettle at a lower level. He beckoned the smaller figure into his embrace, adjusting his legs so that he was appropriately straddling his hips with his knees. “Can you reach it?” he asked. Roxas was confused.
“Reach what?”
“The bottle.” Oh. Of course. He stretched backwards a little bit and grasped it in his hands, returning it to Axel who began to rub it into his hands again with a mysterious smile.
The bath suds were starting to vanish already, and left white and gray spiderveins of bubbles on the sides of the tub and on the Nobody’s bodies. Axel looped his arm around Roxas’ waist and slipped his other lubricated hand between the boy’s legs.
“You tell me,” he advised in a serious tone, “If it’s too much. Promise?” Roxas nodded in anticipation. He had an idea where he wished that hand would go, but he wasn’t sure if Axel would want to go that far. Ah, it was massaging his perenium. The warming gel felt fantastic everywhere that it was applied, and soon, Roxas found himself resting his head on Axel’s shoulder and lifting himself to permit better access.
Axel dragged his finger back to the boy’s rear, loving the sharp gasp he caught when he began to massage his opening. Damn, he smelled so good when he was close to him like this. He slipped his finger inside, probing his soft but firm walls. Roxas moaned into his neck, parting his lips and brushing them on Axel’s shoulder. The heat from his friend’s fingers were warm enough, and he thought he would be able to predict the warmth with the liquid dribbled on them, but now that it was invading his insides, the temperature seemed to jump ten told. He flexed himself a moment, unable to control the way that his body responded to Axel’s advances. The digit was slipping deeper and deeper into him, and he knew that soon Axel would find his weak spot. Whenever Riku touched him there, he melted like butter, and was thrown instantly into fits of ecstasy.
“Ahhnnn,” the young male whined with pleasure. Axel introduced an additional finger and massaged the spot again, producing yet another equally delicious sound. God, it was so hot inside of him. The way that Roxas was squeezing his fingers was driving him absolutely crazy. It was almost as if he already had his pride inside of him, and he couldn’t imagine how amazing it would feel once he was permitted to place it there. Roxas was moaning almost incessantly now, and was starting to press himself back down on Axel’s hand. His fingers slid along his tunnel easily with the lubrication, but the way that he was sucking him in and out. “Axel,” he exhaled, beginning to nibble on the red-head’s ear, “Please, you’re so…Mmmmn…” Axel swallowed, feeling the twitch of his cock as it reached so desperately for Roxas’ hole.
His fingers jerked out of Roxas’ body swiftly, earning Axel a surprised gasp. Nimbly, they fussed with the flip cap of the warming lubricant before squirting its contents over the top of Axel’s awaiting prick. The bottle was carelessly dropped someplace in the tub so that he could bring a quick hand down upon it, spreading the liquid evenly over his surface. Roxas was tired of waiting. He didn’t like that his tunnel had been deserted, and he knew Axel was just trying to take his time with him. Well, he wasn’t as fragile as Axel thought he was. He had endured it rough before, and Axel had after all already lubricated his insides with that god-amazing substance… whatever it was.
The blonde brought himself down onto Axel, burying him deeper within his body than the pyro’s fingers had been able to reach. The two groaned in almost in unison and then Roxas began to move. He pulled himself up and slammed himself down, quickly driving himself crazy with the way that the peak of Axel’s shaft kept slamming against that magical spot inside of him. Axel allowed a hand to cup Roxas’ sack, squeezing it and teasing the organ that hung erect in front of it.
The water sloshed and splashed out of the tub, pooling on the ground underneath the lovers and reflecting their movements like a mirror.
Axel’s hands had long since abandoned Roxas’ erection at this point, and was now holding onto his hips in order to slam him down again and again. Roxas had his fingertips fanned on the rim of the tub, loving the way that his friend was manipulating his movements and taking control of his body. His head was so fuzzy with chemicals now that he felt high. Each breath left with a new groan of pleasure, his octaves fluctuating depending the speed and power of which Axel was ramming into him. Eventually, his seed erupted onto Axel’s chest; he couldn’t control himself any longer. All he could see was Axel, and all he could feel was the heated rod in his ass. His voice cried out for him as he came, and enjoyed the ride from the top that the other male provided him, still fervently screwing into him until he released there too.
Days later, he would question this encounter, but for now… For now he was just going to enjoy Axel’s company.

“Axel?” he asked, listening to the strong beat in his friend’s chest.
“Yeah?” Was the panting answer.
“I can stay the night, right?” Axel grinned and gathered the blonde into his arms, pulling him more securely against his chest.
“You can stay for as long as you want.”

To be continued...
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