Little Death
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Their bodies were writhing together with reckless abandon, their breath mingled and fell like a heavy carpet around them, blanketing them like the darkness surrounding them. The only sounds audible were heady moans and soft gasps of pleasure, along with the rustling of sheets and the light slap of skin on skin.
Their skin was slick and sweaty, breath heavy, and they were both painfully hard as they strived to reach that white-hot peak of pleasure, that searing burn only available through profound intimacy. They were both so close, oh, so close, and they could feel the other tensing up as they neared their climax.
They tumbled over the edge together and lay panting in a tangle of limbs in the sullied sheets. Neither had the strength to do more than gasp for air and press light caresses on the other's skin. Soft kisses where exchanged as well as silent exclamations of love.
As he lay there, safely cocooned in Axel's arms, Roxas couldn't help but mull over the fact that orgasms really could be described as the 'Little Death'. After all, the feelings were so intense and the strain on the human body was immense. However, it was all worth it, considering how good it felt, how incredibly right it felt, after the ordeal.
Axel would hold him close and whisper sweet nothings to him until one, or both, fell asleep. He considered himself lucky. After all, not all were graced with such a gentle lover.
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Authoress' notes: I was inspired to write this Akuroku. Don't ask me why, it just happened. I think I like it, but I'm not quite sure.
Please, review and tell me what you think.
Beatrisu