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For additional warnings, disclaimers, and
summary, see the first chapter!
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Everybody wants to live happily ever after

Everybody wants to know their true love is true...

How do you know he loves you?

How do you know he's yours?
He'll find his own way to tell you

With the little things he'll do

That's how you know
He's your love.
�That�s How You Know� � Amy Adams (�Enchanted�
soundtrack)
.o.O.o.
Fool Me Twice�
Know It And Show It
-o-
With Axel
working the previous day, Roxas hadn�t gotten to see much of him other than
when they had their little �chat�. But that was perfectly alright, because
apparently Seifer had also been scheduled for work that day, and Hayner came
searching for Roxas, wanting to hit the slopes with him.
So for the
second time in his life, Roxas had gone snowboarding, and it was quite
different than his previous experience. Axel had been the one to teach him, and
even though there had been much teasing and jostling, it had still been a
relatively friendly kind of adventure, just in the mindset of playing and
having fun.
But Hayner�
good LORD, being around Seifer had really worn off on him, because Roxas was
struggling to keep up with his friend, whose competitive drive seemed intent on
taking the mountain by storm.
He swore, if
he had to hear one more �COME ON, ROXAS! KEEP UP� he was gonna smash someone
over the head with his board. Hard.
But it had
really tired him out and let him be distracted from thinking about the
mindboggling conversation he�d had with Axel. It was also a good release after
the pent up frustration he�d had from fighting with Axel, followed right
afterwards by frustration at being cut off from a heady makeout session with
the redhead.
He�d gotten a
lot better at snowboarding thanks to Hayner�s method of pushing him hard until
he got it right, and by the end of the day he was pleased with himself, but
very sore. Roxas had never known that simply falling into fluffy snow could
cause so much soreness and bruising to one�s body, but it was a valuable lesson
and one that he certainly wouldn�t be forgetting for a long wile. He was pretty
sure it would be at least a week before his limbs forgot their pain.
So due to the
previous day�s emotional and physical exhaustion, Roxas had gotten home to the
cabin that night, walked right past Sora and Riku�s offer of dinner, and
flopped right into bed and fallen straight asleep.
Assumedly,
Hayner must have eventually joined him at some point, and Sora and Riku
probably stayed up talking downstairs for a while, but Roxas was aware of none
of it. He remembered nothing past the flopping into bed, and when he woke the
next morning to find the house empty and that he was still wearing his clothes
from the previous day� he felt pretty gross. Sleeping in and wearing
yesterday�s clothes was just a rather unpleasant combination of laziness and
uncleanliness, and Roxas�s first fuzzy thought was �God, I need a shower.�
However,
before he could so much as roll out of bed, a very loud burst of singing
invaded his senses, and Roxas jolted wide awake.
�HOW DOES SHE
KNOW THAT YOU REALLY, REEEEALLY TRUUULY LOVE HER?�
That certainly
didn�t sound like Sora, and as far as he knew, Riku and Hayner didn�t really
sing�
�HOW DO I
KNOOOOOOOOOOW HE LOVES ME! HOW DO I KNOOOOOW IT�S TRUUUUUUUUUE!�
Actually, the
image of Riku singing show tunes loudly in the kitchen in his pajamas was a
very priceless image to Roxas. However, the amusement would have to be saved
for a later point in time, after he found out who the hell had gotten into the
cabin.
�HE�LL FIND
HIS OWN WAY TO TELL YOU! WITH THE LITTLE THINGS HE�LL DO!�
Grabbing a
heavy book from the bedside table as a hastily improvised means of
self-defense, Roxas cautiously stepped out into the upstairs hallway, peeking
over the banister to see who was downstairs. Upon spying who it was that had
invaded the cabin, Roxas sagged in defeat, tossing the book aside and rolling
his eyes.
�THAT�S HOW
YOU KNOW! THHAAAAAAAT�S HOW YOU ��
�God, Axel,
shut up would you?� Roxas called out, covering his ears with his hands as he
headed down the stairs. Axel whipped around, face brightening instantly.
�Roxie!� he
happily cried out, and Roxas could have sworn he saw the fiery red spikes perk up
a bit. �You�re awake! � and wearing yesterday�s clothes. You�re all rumpled. �
Padding into
the kitchen, Roxas allowed Axel to pull him into a warm �good morning� hug.
�Hn.� He responded. Pushing himself out of Axel�s hold, Roxas stepped back,
surveying the kitchen with a frown. �� Axel, what the hell did you do to Riku�s
kitchen? And what are you wearing?�
The counters
were covered in what seemed to be the aftermath of some sort of disastrously
tragic flour explosion, and the damage extended to little smudges on Axel�s
face as well. On top of that, the lanky male was wearing some sort of� some
horrendous baking apron, which was pink and ruffled and had a pathetically
attempted �endearing� slogan of �kiss the cook� stitched sloppily onto the
chest.
�Well I�m
making cookies, of course!� Axel replied, picking up a bowl and stirring its
contents around with a wooden spoon. Loose flour and runny milk poofed and
sloshed out of it.
�Uh� Axel, I�m
not sure you�re doing it right�� Roxas commented, wincing a little as cookie
ingredients splattered all over Riku�s nice kitchen counters and floor.
�Sure I am!�
Axel happily replied, pouring a cup of something or another into the mixing
bowl. �I�ve made snickerdoodles a million times before!�
Roxas eyed the
redhead skeptically. �� if you say so. Why are you over here anyways? Did you
just break in to make cookies? I don�t get it.�
Axel rolled
his eye, shifting the bowl to rest on a jutted hip. �Roxie, I didn�t break in,
Sora invited let me in before he and Riku took off. And I�m making them for you,
duh!�
A little
touched, but mostly still just confused, Roxas raised an eyebrow at Axel. �Uh�
okay. Well then you, uh� you do that. I�m going to go take a shower. Try not to
burn the house down, okay?�
Axel eagerly
nodded, mixing happily and adding ingredients intermittently as he hummed. With
a sigh, Roxas headed back upstairs, intent on getting cleaned up a little.
Grabbing a towel and a change of clothes, Roxas made sure to lock the bathroom
door so that Axel couldn�t get any crazy ideas and try to bust in on him while
he was naked or anything. But the shower passed with no incident, and Roxas
exited feeling fresh and clean. Thankfully no smoke rushed in to greet him when
he exited the bathroom, so he could only assume that Axel had managed to keep
the fire situation under control.
Although as he
headed back downstairs, there was on ominous scent of burning in the air that
begged to differ with that previous analysis. �Axel, what the hell did you do?�
Roxas questioned, frowning.
The redhead
was standing over the kitchen counter, looking very disappointed in himself,
with a tray of burnt cookies before him. �I burnt your snickerdoodles.� He
forlornly explained. �Sorry, Rox.�
Personally,
Roxas couldn�t give a flying rat�s ass about the cookies being burnt because he
was pretty sure Axel must have screwed up the whole recipe anyways, but it was
Axel�s sentiment that sort of got to him. Obviously coming over and making
cookies meant something to Axel even if it didn�t to Roxas, and now the older
boy was looking extremely disappointed at failing his mission of doing
something for the blonde.
�Uh� it�s
okay.� Roxas told him, cautiously reaching forward and picking up one of the
crunchy, slightly blackened cookies. �I�m sure they�re still, uh� just fine.�
With a bravery
born of feelings that Roxas tried to pass off as extreme hunger (even though he
knew that was not the case, and that the feelings were more along the lines of
feeling pathetically endeared to Axel at the moment. Not that he would EVER
admit to it), Roxas brought one of the burnt cookies to his mouth, biting off a
small piece and forcing a smile onto his face as he chewed.
�They�re, uh�
they�re not so bad.� He commented, trying to keep from gagging. Axel
skeptically looked him over before shaking his head with a laugh.
�Well,
thanks.�
The blonde was
about to congratulate himself on a fib well fibbed, when Axel continued.
�But Roxas�
you always were a terrible liar.�
.o.x.O.x.o.
After cleaning
up the kitchen as best as they could, and scrounging some real breakfast
out of the pantry, Axel dragged Roxas outside, insisting that they go for a
hike. Roxas struggled as best he could, fearing Axel�s penchant for getting
lost, but in the end he was simply tossed over a lanky shoulder and carried
outside against his will.
So, grumbling,
Roxas found himself walking around in the snowy woods with Axel. The snow was
still all crunchy and covered in sticks fallen from trees, animal pawprints, as
well as human footprints and snowmobile tracks, and Roxas internally lamented
his lack of an idealized snowscape. Axel, however, was grinning broadly; hands
in pockets and scarf snugly around his neck� he looked as though things
couldn�t have possibly been any more perfect.
�You�re really
having a fucking great time wandering around in the woods getting lost, aren�t
you?� Roxas asked him, more of a statement than a question. They had been
walking in silence for a while, eventually getting to the outskirts of the
resort where there were no more cabins or ski trails, and Roxas was pretty sure
that they were going to get completely lost.
�Yup.� Came
the matter-of-fact response, and Roxas rolled his eyes. Fine, he�d follow Axel
around out in the snow, but if the idiot got them lost again he was gonna kill
him.
�Don�t you
ever let your guard down?� Axel suddenly asked, and Roxas threw him a confused
look. �I mean� come on, Rox, it�s like you never just let go and have a good
time. You�ve always gotta act like you�re bothered, and you over analyze
everything.�
�I do not.�
Roxas grumbled. �And stop calling me by little nicknames � it�s annoying.�
�You see!�
Axel shot back, walking backwards in front of the blonde and pointing at him.
�You see, this is exactly what I�m talking about! Look at me � I�m not even paying
attention to where I�m going, and it�s just fine! Learn to live a little!�
�You�re about
to crash into a tree.�
�What? No I�m
� OW.�
Axel crashed
to the ground, and Roxas walked right up to him, crouching down with a smirk.
�Told you.�
Rubbing the back
of his head, Axel stood up, grinning. �Oh well. Just cause it hurt and I looked
stupid, it doesn�t mean I can�t get right back up. You should try it sometime.�
Roxas huffed
and turned away, continuing their walk and assuming Axel would follow along. �Thanks
but no thanks. I prefer to � OOMPH.�
A sudden
weight crashed into Roxas�s back, and he went flying face-first into the snow.
It was cold and it was wet, and Axel�s laughter rang in his ears. The blonde
tried shouting at the redhead who was still sitting on him, crowing in
delighted triumph, but all that came out were angry sounding muffles that were
not in the least bit threatening.
�What�s that,
Roxie?� the redhead taunted, and Roxas could perfectly picture the crooked
smirk that must have been slapped across his face. �You want up?�
�No, I want to
punch you in the face and then make painful things happen to your reproductive
organs.� Roxas tried to say, but thanks to all of the snow in his face it
didn�t come out coherently in the least. Axel seemed to have gotten the gist of
things, though, because he got off of Roxas, allowing the poor, mistreated
blonde to shove himself up.
�See?� Axel
said with a shit-eating smile as Roxas brushed himself off and glared
murderously at the redhead. �That wasn�t so bad, was it?�
With a primal
war cry, Roxas launched himself at the taller male, sending them both toppling
to the ground. To his utmost infuriation, Roxas heard Axel laughing, and
deciding that this simply wouldn�t do, the blonde grabbed a fistful of snow,
shoving it down the front of Axel�s jacket. He was rewarded with a satisfying
yelp of surprise, but unfortunately his triumph was short lived, because Axel
wasn�t above revenge. When he found a rather generous amount of snow shoved
into his pants Roxas couldn�t help the high pitched squeal that tore from his
throat.
A desperate
struggle ensued, wherein each boy tried to get the upper hand, occasionally
succeeding, but never for very long. Wet snow was shoved into clothes, faces,
hair, and darnit if it didn�t start to become a little enjoyable. Roxas found
himself laughing along with Axel before he knew it, and the tussling became
less jerky and frantic in favour of being more friendly and playful. �This��
Roxas thought �is actually really fun.�
Axel eventually
flopped onto his back, laughing breathlessly, and Roxas collapsed on top of
him, closing his eyes and heaving in breaths of air that he had not been able
to take in during the wrestling and laughing.
�Hey Rox?�
Axel questioned, eyes still closed, and that content smile still on his face.
�Huh?� the
blonde replied, shifting a little.
�I like you
when you�re happy.�
Roxas had to
fight back a self-conscious smirk, and his lips automatically formed into a
slight pout. �Don�t be a sap, Axel.�
�I also like it
when you�re sprawled out on top of me.�
�Okay, cut it
out now, you pervert.�
�And� hey
Roxas!�
�Shut up,
Axel.� He answered, closing his eyes and resting his head on the redhead�s
slowly rising and falling chest.
�No, Roxas,
really ��
�Axel,
seriously.�
�No, but ��
�Would you
just ��
�Roxas, it�s
snowing.�
Eyes flying
open, Roxas sat up, looking around. And� Axel was right. It was really, truly
snowing.
Soft white
flakes fell from the sky in a gentle kind of way, and Roxas was transfixed. It
was� he hated to be sappy and lame, but it was almost magical. So very
different from any other nature-related thing he had ever experienced. It was
completely quiet, and fell so softly onto the ground and into trees and his
hair and right on his eyelashes and nose.
�Roxas?�
Shaking his
head out of its wondrous haze, the blonde saw that Axel was looking at him with
a very fond expression. �Yeah?�
�You okay?� he
asked with a gentle smile. �You�re kinda zoning out.�
Roxas cleared his
throat, embarrassed. �Uh, I�m fine. I�ve just� never seen snow before.�
Axel smiled at
that, sitting up and pulling Roxas back against his chest, hugging him tightly.
�Oh yeah? And how is it?�
Roxas
considered the fluffy white snowflakes falling from the sky, the way Axel was
so warm and so securely holding onto him, resting his chin on the blonde�s
shoulders and breathing quietly. Roxas made sure Axel couldn�t see his face,
and allowed himself a genuine, pleased-as-punch smile.
�It�s
perfect.�
.o.x.O.x.o.
After
realizing that they were, in fact, soaking wet from rolling around in the snow,
Axel and Roxas decided to head back to the cabin for a change of clothes before
they got hypothermia.
The walk home
was very pleasant for Roxas. He couldn't help but find himself in a state of
peaceful contentment. Axel staying quiet also probably had a lot to do with
too, because he was sure if the redheaded idiot had decided to start chatting
and blabbering the moment would have been completely ruined.
The falling snow
had covered their trail of footprints from earlier, but luckily they managed to
navigate back to the cabin without too much questioning or worry. Roxas almost
didn't want to go inside and miss out on watching the picture perfect snowfall,
but he was getting pretty cold.
And also,
Riku's cabin's living room had those huuuuge picture windows that took up at
least half of the wall area, so he still had a nearly perfect view, even when
inside.
"Man, I
am soaked." Axel declared, pulling his heavy snowboots off and
dropping them by the door. "D'ya think there's an extra change of clothes
around here that I could use?"
Roxas looked
the redhead over, judging his clothing size. Obviously nothing of his own would
fit Axel, but he was pretty sure Riku might had some extra clothes stored away
in the upstairs hall closet that might work.
"Yeah,
hang on, lemme go find some." Roxas told him, heading upstairs.
"Don't drip on the nice furniture."
"Alrighty."
Axel replied with a devious grin and thumbs up, and Roxas simply shook his
head, galumphing upstairs to get some clothes. His first stop was his own room,
because he felt like being selfish and getting his own change first. Digging
into his luggage, Roxas pulled out a tee shirt and pajama pants, wishing to go
for complete comfort after the unpleasant sensation of wet day-clothes all over
his skin. Urgh, there was no worse feeling in the world, he was sure of it.
After getting
himself into warm, dry clothing, Roxas rummaged around for some things for
Axel, and eventually came up with some articles that seemed as though they
would be suitable. Gathering them up in his arms, he headed back downstairs,
only to find that Axel had made himself at home, having started up a fire in
the fireplace.
"What the
hell, Axel?" Roxas questioned with a frown. "Don't go touching other
people's stuff. And definitely don't go making fires with other
people's stuff, geeze."
Axel rolled
his eyes. "It's a fireplace, Rox. I'm pretty sure it'll be able to
handle having a fire made in it."
Roxas sighed,
tossing Axel the borrowed clothes. "Whatever. Just ask permission next
time before you start setting fires in other people's homes, you pyro. And� uh�
what are you doing?"
Right there in
the living room, Axel was stripping himself of his wet clothes, and Roxas was a
little taken aback. The redhead just shot him a funny look, though, and kept
about it.
"I'm
getting changed, duh. What did you want me to do, magically poof myself into
the dry clothes?"
"Whatever."
Roxas grumbled, looking away with an embarrassed blush. On the few occasions
when he had seen Axel in a state of undress, it always made him feel really
weird. Like� was he allowed to look? Did he really even want to look?
Axel� was a boy! Wouldn't it be really weird to ogle someone who had all
the same parts?
In the end,
Roxas settled for a few guilty, reluctant glanced out of the corner of his eye,
but otherwise he attempted to keep his gaze focused elsewhere. Oh would you
look at that � the sun was going down and it was still snowing. How nice. Very
pretty. Certainly much nicer to look at than� other things.
He shot a
subtle glance in Axel�s direction. Ahem. Yes. Outside the window was
much nicer. Right.
Eventually
Axel was fully redressed, wet clothes tossed into a pile on the hearth of the
fireplace, and Roxas was able to stop being such a girl about not looking at
him.
"Well
isn't this just cozy." Axel commented with a grin, grabbing a blanket from
the couch and setting himself down next to Roxas on the plush throw rug in
front of the fire. Throwing the blanket around his and Roxas's shoulders, he
scooted right on in and pulled Roxas to his side. With an indignant little huff
at being manhandled, Roxas allowed for the closeness� because who was he
kidding? He liked it.
Axel's arm
wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, and Roxas felt a spark of
pleasant nervousness run through him. This felt oddly right. When Axel began
gently running his fingers up and down Roxas's side through the thin fabric of
his t-shirt, Roxas couldn't help the slight shiver that the action evoked.
Slowly leaning into Axel just a little bit more, his own hands found purchase
on the older teen's side when he wrapped his arms around Axel.
The redhead
paused in his actions for a moment in surprise at Roxas's reciprocation, but
then went right back to his affectionate ministrations, albeit with a bit more
pressure and concentration.
Roxas closed
his eyes, fingers pressing into Axel's side in a cat-like knead every time a
particularly pleasant sensation struck from Axel's touch. He was flushed in
embarrassment, he just knew it, but at the same time the touch felt nice, and
he wasn't embarrassed enough to pull away and let it stop.
Cautiously,
Axel began to be a little more brave with his touching, slowly slipping his
fingers under the hem of Roxas's shirt to stroke at bare skin. His fingers
began applying more pressure, began wandering higher to Roxas�s stomach, his
ribs, his�
Roxas froze up
in surprise, but then went immediately to holding even tighter to Axel, wordlessly
expressing his appreciation of the touch. His hands tentatively began kneading
at Axel's sides and stomach, and the redhead let out a strained appreciative
huff at the actions.
Suddenly Roxas
was moving into Axel's lap, needing more touch, more vocal reactions. The quiet
gentleness wasn't suiting for them for some reason, and Roxas was determined to
switch over to a more fitting situation of quick movements and desperation.
Their dynamics and interaction had always been sharp, blunt, pushing limits,
and Roxas was of the opinion that this should be no different.
Axel
apparently agreed, if the way that he immediately wrapped his arms around
Roxas's chest under his shirt was any indication. The blanket had become
tangled around them, wrapping them together in a little cocoon of bodies and
whirling emotions. Roxas could feel every single angle of Axel's body as it
pressed against his, and he gripped his fingers into the fabric of the
redhead's shirt, unable to help the low groan that reverberated in his throat.
"Rox�"
Axel whispered, desperately clutching the blonde to his chest. His breath came
in short gasps, and Roxas could tell that he was trying very hard to hold
himself back from something that he wanted to do very badly.
"Y�
yeah?" Roxas got out, tucking his face into the crook of the taller teen's
neck.
"Is, um�
is this okay?" Axel cautiously asked, running his hand up and down Roxas's
back, the skin to skin contact evoking shivers.
"N'yeah,
it's fine." Roxas whispered back, fingers dancing along the redhead's
sides. Why was Axel picking now as the time to stop and chat?
"No,
Roxas�" Axel began, slipping his hands down to rest in a light grip on the
blonde's hips. Faces flushed, their eyes locked, and Axel's green gaze held an
edge of caution to it. "I mean� is this really okay? To do this. I
don't� I don't want to get interrupted or have you freak out on me again this
time."
Oh.
Oooooooh.
Axel� he
really wanted to do this. As in� do this. Without getting stopped or cut
off in the middle of it like all the previous times. Wow. So was Roxas really
okay with that? Was he really ready for something like that?
"U-um,
yeah. It's okay." Roxas whispered, sure that he was blushing worse than he
ever had before.
Another moment
of hesitation followed before Axel was pushing and pulling, maneuvering them to
the ground, laying Roxas out on the floor and hovering over him, blanket
draping down over them both. Roxas shifted nervously on the fluffy rug, a
little bit unnerved by the way that Axel was looking down at him. Sort of like
Roxas was a very delicious looking dessert, and Axel hadn't had a proper sugar
fix in a long, loooong time.
And then Axel
was leaning down, cupping the side of Roxas's face and drawing him into a
passionate kiss. It was hurried and sloppy, but Roxas threw himself into it,
wrapping his arms around Axel's neck and arching up into the older male's lean
body. Groaning at the contact, Axel slid his hands up the smaller boy's shirt,
fingers pressing into sensitive flesh. When the redhead ran his thumbs
simultaneously over both of Roxas's perked nipples, the blonde broke out of the
kiss with a strangled moan.
"H-holy
crap, Axel." He breathlessly gasped, in awe over the fact that such a
trivial part of his anatomy could be so sensitive. Axel took advantage of their
broken liplock as a chance to get Roxas out of his shirt, tugging it up and
over the blonde's head and off of his arms. Roxas couldn't help but feel
extremely exposed.
Therefore it
was only fair that Axel should be in the same state of undress, so that their
predicaments could match. Thus was Roxas�s reasoning as he reached out, pulling
at Axel�s shirt until it was off and thrown it carelessly aside.
Both now
bare-chested, the boys fit their bodies back together, this time with the
pleasurable feeling of skin-to-skin contact. Axel hissed at the feeling,
dropping his lips to Roxas's bare shoulder and pressing a kiss to the skin. It
seemed a little bit of a silly place to kiss someone in Roxas's opinion, but
the sentiment was very sweet, and the feeling of it rather nice. He brought his
hands up into Axel's hair, tangling his fingers in the red spikes and gently
tugging.
Apparently
Axel enjoyed a bit of roughness, because Roxas's hair pulling seemed to spur
him on, and he bit down rather un-gently into Roxas's neck. Pleasure laced with
a sharp edge of pain coursed like electricity though the blonde's veins, and he
arched up sharply into Axel's body.
Groaning
pleasurably, Axel nipped and sucked at Roxas's neck, hands working feverishly
along the boy's exposed chest and stomach. Roxas's breaths began to come in
pants as he pressed into Axel's touch, which was becoming desperate and bold.
Roxas slipped his fingers out of Axel's hair, wrapping them instead around the
older male's back, so that he could run his palms over smooth skin, dig his
nails in.
With a
strained groan, Axel pushed his hips forward, firmly grinding into Roxas in a
way that evoked very strong, very good feelings.
"A-ah!"
Roxas gasped, throwing his head back and hissing in a sharp breath. "Axel,
shit."
"Fuck,
Roxas." Axel grunted, slipping his hands down the back of the blonde's
loose-fitting pants and kneading the flesh there. Grinding in earnest, Axel
hooked a leg underneath Roxas's hip, pulling the smaller boy's hips flush against
his as he continued his movements.
"Oh� oh
my God." Roxas groaned, plunging his own hands down the back of Axel's
pants and pushing them down as far as he could manage.
Swearing
colourfully, Axel appeared to use all of his willpower that he possessed to
pull away just enough to sneak his hands to the front of Roxas's pants, undoing
the drawstring and pulling the fabric down as low as the close proximity would
allow for. As Axel then went to work on his own pants, Roxas thrashed and
kicked as much as he was able, disentangling the cumbersome pajama bottoms and
wiggling out of them.
Just as soon
as he had be-rid himself of the irksome clothing, Axel was right back on him,
and the feel of their naked bodies pressed together; every inch of warm, smooth
skin sliding together perfectly was enough to pull heartfelt groans from both
of them.
"Oh fuck�"
Axel gasped, grabbing Roxas's waist and pulling him up for even closer pressure
and friction as he ground his slick length into the dip of Roxas's hip.
"Hnnn�"
Roxas groaned, digging the pads of his fingers into the tender skin of Axel's
lower back, pressing his body down in a rhythmic gyration. "Axel, I� oh
God, please."
Really, Roxas
didn't even know what he was asking for. He just knew that he needed more,
and he figured if he just pleaded enough Axel would be able to understand,
would give him more of whatever it was that he needed.
The redhead
wrapped his arms around Roxas's back, reaching low and skimming his fingers
along a very personal area of Roxas's lower anatomy. It was somewhere Roxas had
never had any special attention paid to before, not even by himself, and it was
very embarrassing to have someone else touching there. He opened his mouth to
say� he wasn't sure what, but something, when Axel slipped his fingers
just the slightest bit further, just behind his balls, and when the redhead
pressed down Roxas let out a loud, keening cry, bucking up dramatically.
"What the
fuck, Axel?" he questioned, panting. Axel merely 'hmmm'ed in response,
doing it again as he set to work laving with his tongue on a particularly
sensitive spot on Roxas's neck. The blonde whined, wrapping his legs around
Axel's waist and rolling his hips upward in smooth, undulating strokes.
"Ah�
Rox�" Axel gasped, pulling his mouth from Roxas's neck and his fingers
from Roxas's lower regions. He firmly gripped Roxas's hips, stilling the
frantic movements. "You're, ah, gonna have to not do that."
"Why the
hell not?" Roxas replied through gritted teeth, forcefully pressing up and
causing Axel to hiss out a pleasured breath. "You want it too, I can feel
it!"
"I, ah,
Roxas I know." Axel desperately told him. "But � ah! Rox, if
you keep that up this is going to be over before we can even get to the good
part."
The� the good
part? Roxas's mind scrambled to decipher what Axel meant, but it was a hard
thing to do when Axel's hands were crawling all over him, pressing and pulling
and touching. And then� oh God then�
Axel was
moving down, slipping down Roxas's body with catlike grace, kissing a trail of
nips and touches of lips down the line of Roxas's very sensitive stomach until
�
"FUCK!"
Warmth. So much
warmth and wet and suction unlike anything that Roxas had ever before experienced.
Was this the good part? Because holy fuck on a stick, Roxas was pretty sure
this was about the best that good could ever get.
Roxas tangled
his fingers in Axel's mussed spikes as the redhead continued his ministrations,
kissing and sucking at Roxas's swollen, weeping length. Roxas was aware of the
steady stream of groaning and whimpering that was issuing from his lips, but he
couldn't bring himself to care.
"Ah� ah �
Axel!" he cried, bucking up sharply. Axel pulled back, clearing his
throat slightly, before going right back to work, this time using a hand to
hold down Roxas's hips. The other moved to the blonde's parted lips, pressing
into his mouth, and Roxas sucked on impulse, vaguely aware of the fact that
saliva was getting all over the place.
After a few
more agonizingly pleasurable moments, Axel pulled his fingers away, and Roxas
felt a sense of loss, but that was soon completely overridden by a completely
different sensation.
"Shhhhhit!"
Roxas hissed, jerking sharply as one of Axel's fingers decided to be rather� intrusive.
"Wh-what�?"
"Shhh�"
Axel shushed, running a palm over Roxas's stomach soothingly, lipping at
Roxas's erect member. The touches were somewhat distracting, but not quite
enough to keep Roxas from being aware of what Axel's other hand was
doing. It� it wasn't exactly painful, but it was weird as hell, and
rather embarrassing to have someone doing� that.
When a second
finger was added, Roxas shifted uncomfortably, but Axel was quick to comfort
and distract, gentle touches and desperate whispers of "Shhhh, it'll be
okay, it'll get better�" assuaging Roxas's discomfort.
By now Roxas
had caught onto what Axel had meant by 'the good part' and while a part of him
was nervous and a little freaked out, and another part of him a little
indignant that his role in 'the good part' had been decided for him, still
another part was trembling in excited anticipation. The stretching was strange
and rather uncomfortable, but Axel kept doing everything he could to help him
relax and keep him aroused despite the strangeness of the situation.
And God
was Roxas aroused. In fact, he was pretty sure he had never been more turned on
ever before in his entire life. Axel was touching him all over, relaxing him,
pleasuring him� Roxas felt like he might explode and melt into a puddle of goo
all at once, however contradictory the thought seemed.
Axel suddenly
pulled away, sliding up the length of Roxas's body and kissing the side of the
blonde's face. Roxas was happy that Axel had been considerate enough to not go
for his mouth, considering where it had just been.
"Roxas,
is this okay?" Axel asked, and he was trembling in nervous anticipation.
Obviously he was dying for Roxas to give him a yes. And yet at the same time�
Roxas was pretty sure that if he said no, that Axel would most certainly call
it off, as loath as he would surely be to do so.
It was that
thought that made Roxas all the more certain in his answer� Knowing that Axel
was doing this not just for himself, but for Roxas too, and that he was being
so generous, so compassionate, so� so unlike his usual self out in public.
"Yeah,
Axel. It's more than okay."
And then Axel
was kissing him, passionately, full of so much love and appreciation and
desperation that Roxas didn't care where his mouth had been, because he
was kissing back with just as much of the same emotions, wrapping his arms
round the redheads neck and raising his hips as Axel guided himself into place.
It was� the
strangest feeling Roxas had ever experienced. There was a definite edge of
pain, but thanks to the stretching it was minimal, leaving� a strange sensation
of pressure and complete fullness. Gasping at the intensity, Roxas
leaned his face into Axel's touch as the redhead stroked his cheeks, ran gentle
fingers through his hair, spoke comforting nothings into his ears.
Chest rising
and falling, Roxas did his best to stay put as Axel sunk in to the hilt, then
stopped and stayed still, waiting for Roxas to adjust. Squirming uncomfortably,
Roxas wasn't sure what he was feeling anymore. It� it wasn't bad
but it certainly wasn't especially pleasurable either. As soon as the
discomfort had lessened he shifted his hips experimentally, and Axel hissed in
a sharp breath sounding pained.
"Are you
okay?" Roxas whispered, and Axel cracked an eye open, laughing nervously.
"Yeah,
I'm okay, Rox. Just� waiting for you. You alright?"
"Yeah�"
the blonde huffed, squirming a little. "It's just� weird."
"That�s
alright, just � shit, Roxas!" Axel exclaimed, dropping his face
into Roxas's neck. "Stop fucking wiggling around unless you're
ready."
"Sorry,
I�" Roxas really didn't know what to say. "� sorry."
"It's
alright." Axel assured him, stroking sweaty blonde locks out of his face.
"Just� shit, Rox, you're so tight."
Something about
the desperation in Axel's voice as he said those words made Roxas's stomach
lurch in a most pleasant way. "Uh, Axel�" he tentatively whispered.
"I� think I'm ready."
Axel took a
few more deep breaths before responding with a quiet "� Okay."
And then� he
moved.
Roxas tried
very hard to not cry out, because he knew that would only make Axel think that
something was wrong, but� It was just so, so very weird. The first few
strokes had him clutching desperately at Axel's shoulders, mind reeling, but
then as Axel shifted his hips, pressed a little deeper, hit something deep
inside of him� he was clutching and keening and reeling for completely
different purposes.
"FUCK!"
he cried out, pushing his hips back into Axel's. "Axel, nnnhn, oh my God, yes."
"Roxas�"
Axel breathed, eye closed and an utterly blissful look on his face, edged with
slight strain from the infinite pleasure he was no doubt experiencing from
Roxas's body tight around himself. Slick skin slid together in the most
satisfying of ways, and Roxas threw his head back, letting the feelings
overtake him as Axel increased the pace of his thrusts, grunting at the
exertion.
The slapping
of skin and the wet sounds of suction that accompanied their joining accented
their gasps and cries in the most erotic of ways, and Roxas was overwhelmed by
it. Bucking up needily, he yanked Axel down into a sloppy kiss that was all
tongue and teeth and gasps, but neither of them cared.
Roxas's
throbbing length was trapped between their slick bodies, being rubbed and stimulated
in the most sinful ways. And with how Axel was pounding into him, so deeply,
he knew it wasn't going to be long before he was pushed over the edge.
"A-Axel,
I�" he gasped, hips undulating into Axel�s. "I, ah, I'm� I think I'm
going to�"
With a
desperate cry tearing from his throat, Roxas came, arching up and feeling his
whole body tense in climax as a warm splatter of release hit his and Axel's
chest and stomach. Axel followed right after, groaning lowly in his throat and
thrusting forward once, twice more into Roxas's body as it tightened around
him.
In the
aftermath they laid there, panting, trying to regain their composure, and
Roxas's whole body went limp as his chest rose and fell, trying to pull air
into his lungs. Axel was collapsed on top of him, heaving equally, and neither
of them spoke a word, brains too addled to form even the most basic of
sentences.
"Wow."
Axel eventually breathed, after a few minutes had passed. "That�"
"�yeah."
Roxas agreed.
Lapsing into
silence once again, Roxas tried to regain his thoughts, which were fluttering
around in his head at about the same frantic rate as his heart in his chest. He
expected to feel� panicky, or uncomfortable, or maybe even regretful� but in
the end all he felt was very�
Very complete.
"Hey Rox,
you okay?" Axel breathily inquired, running his hands through Roxas's
hair.
"Yeah�
I'm alright." Roxas replied, closing his eyes and suddenly feeling very
worn out. Good, but worn out.
"Hey hey
hey, don't go falling asleep on me." Axel warned, shaking Roxas's shoulder
a bit. "Otherwise you'll just complain when you wake up in the morning on
the floor."
"Yeah,
okay." Roxas sleepily agreed, attempting to push himself up. With a wince
he fell back to the plush rug, an undignified whimper escaping his lips.
"No � no,
Rox don't try to do it on your own." Axel told him, lightly chuckling.
"Here, lemee help�"
And then Roxas
found himself picked up into Axel's arms, blanket wrapped around them both, and
he was being carried to bed.
Roxas was
pretty sure that being laid down in a cool mattress had never been more
absolutely wonderful feeling. With a sigh he sunk into the cushiony bedding,
feeling Axel crawling in right after him, wrapping an arm around him and
pulling him close. Roxas scooted in, tucking his head under Axel's chin.
"Night,
Roxas." Axel gently said, placing a kiss to the boy's temple and
whispering three little words that made Roxas suddenly feel much more awake. �I
love you.�
Axel�he'd
confessed to strong feelings on a few occasions. But Roxas was only just
realizing that he had never once said it back.
"Hey
Axel�?" he whispered, wrapping his arms around the redhead's chest.
"Hm?"
the older teen returned, nuzzling his face into Roxas's hair.
"I� I'm
pretty sure I love you too."
.o.x.O.x.o.
-o-
Oh snap, they
finally did it. XD
I bet everyone
out there is giving a collective �OH GOD FINALLY� but hey, it needed to be
worked up to! XD I hope the culmination of this little journey to Axel/Roxas
officialness was worth the wait!
� and I�m SOOO
sorry about the delay in getting this chapter out! My laptop totally crashed,
and this chapter was held hostage! D8
But yeah, now
it�s posted after many trials and tribulations, and I really hope that it was
enjoyed!
(And...
normally I�d cut out some of the explicitness of the lemon for a censored,
ff-dot-net-friendly version, and then link to the whole juicy thing that would
get shoved onto AFF so that ff-dot-net wouldn�t pitch a fit at me for possible
violation of terms, but� I just put it all here this time, for simplicity�s
sake. Please don�t be upset at me! D8)
Next chapter
will be the last!
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