So, here we are. Hey all, this is...uh...crap I forgot my name...Anywho, I'm just not responsible for those oneshots that are probably gonna blow this place up. *cell phone chimes* Oh! That's right. I'm Kay-la. Sorry, I didn't make these. My friend did. So yeah! Kay-la. Kay-la. Kay-la. Gotta memorize that. *snickers* Got it memorized. Right! So, yeah, I'll be responsible for this here mess involving mostly Axel, Saix, and Roxas. Hopefully, it gets real angsty. I hope I shatter some hearts, yaknow? Well, yeah. That's it for now. Enjoy!

Axel's boots click against the floor of the echoing castle hall as he grudgingly makes his way to the room of his once best friend. It's nothing new. The daily pattern hasn't deviated much since the two joined the Organization, except maybe that the frequency of these visits has declined over the years. But never have they stopped. He doesn't think they ever will, not unless they were to all drop dead...well, cease to be at least, seeing as Nobodies have no lives to lose.

Axel can feel his entire face heat as he raises his hand to the door. Routine has done little to soften the absurdity and harsh pang of humility of these visits.

He knocks on the door and waits for an answer. Sometimes he's left waiting for hours, but he's never allowed to leave. He's experienced the consequences of leaving without dismissal.

"Come in, Axel." The dead voice somehow sounds amused. It makes Axel choke on his breath in mortification.

He turns the handle and enters the room, eyes respectfully downcast. "Y-you summoned me?" Dammit. How could he let his voice crack? There goes his last shred of dignity. He's particularly nervous today. He wonders why that could be. Nothing seems really different. The time of day is rather late compared to most, but that always varies, depending on how long he took with Xaldin. But to be this late? He should be on to Luxord almost by now.

"Yes. Come here."

Axel slowly closes the distance between them before falling to his knees beside the bed and locking his eyes on the boots before him.

All of the sudden, a strong hand latches around his neck and Axel gasps eyes flicking up to meet the glowing golden eyes that stare down at him, lit with a smirk. "S-Saix," Axel gasps, rising with the hand to keep from choking as he tries to loosen the grip.

Saix throws Axel on to the bed and unzips his coat, shedding it with an easy silence so it collects at his feet. He steps from its circle and climbs on the bed on top of Axel and between his legs. His face splitting into a malicious smirk, Saix grabs both of Axel's wrists in one hand and holds them above the lower man's head.

Axel's breathing picks up steadily as he bites his lip to try hiding it while Saix's free hand begins to pull down the zipper of Axel's coat now. Once it is free, he pushes it open, but does not pull it off as that would require releasing Axel's hands.

"Sa-"

A hard crack across his cheek, shuts Axel up. Right. No talking once they're on the bed.

So he settles for a frustrated moan.

Saix runs his hand down Axel's bare chest and stomach until his fingers meet the waistband of his pants where they hook under the leather. "Lift your hips," he says and Axel complies so Saix can pull his pants off. Even after they are gone, his hips stay raised until he is told to lower them back to the bed.

"Stay," Saix commands and Axel nods before his wrists are released. He doesn't move a muscle but watches as Saix slides his own pants off.

Axel stares at the already rigid shaft before him, jaw tight even as he sneaks a peek up at Saix's face. It is hard, brow tense, lips pressed as he watches Axel back.

"I-Isa," Axel breathes. He doesn't flinch, ready for the blow. But it doesn't come. This emboldens him and his hand twitches, as if to move from where Saix left it.

But Saix is too quick. His hand quickly pins Axel's back on the bed before he can move at all. "Know your place...Lea."

Axel sucks in a breath through his nose and squeezes his eyes shut. "J-just get it over with," he says quickly before Saix can smack him again. When the blow fails to come again, Axel opens one eye. There's a smirk on Saix's face.

Nostalgia and amusement are the way through to his cold pretend-heart?

"You can't rush these things. In due time, Axel. In due time."

Axel sneers as Saix lines himself up, groaning as he's filled until he can feel Saix's body against his own. Then, Saix wraps his hand around Axel and begins pumping him as he pushes himself in and out in time.

Within the hour, Saix finishes with Axel, both men panting heavily as Saix holds himself up by pushing Axel's face into the pillows and Axel just rests on his stomach, trying to catch his breath. Axel groans and pushes himself up, but Saix shoves him back into place, causing Axel to gasp.

"H-hey!" he complains before groaning in pain when Saix's sharp nails dig into his back until he cries out. "Alright, alright! I'll shut up!" He jerks his shoulder to dislodge Saix's nails and sighs when his top lets go.

Then, Saix rises, nodding for Axel to do the same. "You may leave now."

Axel dips his head in a nod and crouches to gather his clothes, shrugging into his jacket without bothering with pants. If he zips the coat all the way and hides his pants, no one will know the difference. So, he presses the leather pants to his body and zips up the tight coat so it holds them in place before turning to the door and exiting.

"Axel."

He stops in the middle of pulling the door shut behind himself. "Hm?"

"Remember. You are not to tell a soul, not even Roxas," Saix says. "Understood?"

Axel nods. "Yeah." With that, he closes the door behind himself and continues to his own room. There, he throws his door shut and goes to sit on his own bed with a heavy sigh.

Not two minutes later though, there is a timid knock at his door and Axel calls, "It's open!" from where he rests, face now in his pillow.

The door is silent, but the footsteps are not. "Hey."

Axel pushes himself up instantly, pants almost slipping from their spot against his stomach. "Roxas," he murmurs, sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the bed. "What's up?"

Roxas shakes his head. "I just came down to check up on you. You missed ice cream."

Axel's eyes go wide as he realizes the truth of those words. His time with Saix ran over the time he usually spends with Roxas on the clock tower in Twilight Town. That must be why he was called in so late.

He curses audibly and his pillow catches on fire.

"Whoa!" Roxas shouts, stumbling up and summoning his Keyblade.

Axel jumps in surprise, staring at the flames guiltily as Roxas casts Blizzara on the pillow so they go out.

Once the fire is out, Roxas banishes his weapon and turns to Axel. "Jeez, sorry. I won't bug you with ice cream again."

"No," Axel says. "It's not you. I just..." He sighs. "I'm sorry. I feel really stupid right now and I'm angry with myself more than anything. I had other work and didn't realize I'd be missing ice cream with you. I'm sorry."

Roxas nods. "Don't worry about it...you sure you're okay though?"

"Yeah." He smiles at Roxas. "Here." Axel reaches out and pulls him close. "Let me make it up to you." He folds Roxas into his arms and pulls him onto the bed beside him, fingers finding purchase beneath his arms.

"H-hey!" Roxas yelps, squirming as Axel tickles him. He bursts out into laughter and rolls back on the bed, kicking and flailing, helpless against Axel's tickling fingers. "St-stop!" he pants, giggling. "Axel! I can't breathe!"

"Oh no?" Axel snickers and grabs Roxas's wrists in one hand so the other can tickle without obstruction. "Haha! Tickle monster!"

Roxas continues to laugh and squirm, soon hooking his legs around Axel's waist and pulling him close with a grin so Axel stops tickling him. "Kiss me?" he pants.

"My pleasure," Axel chortles and brings his lips to Roxas's lips, releasing his wrists and holding his body close as one of his hands begins to work their clothes off.

Roxas breaks the kiss with a gasp so Axel just moves down his body, showering it with kisses. "Wait," Roxas breathes.

"Hm?" Axel stops at the waistband of Roxas's pants and looks up into his blue eyes.

"C-can I top this time?" Roxas asks, uncertainty creasing his brow and quivering his lip.

Axel's eyes go wide before his face dissolves into a smile. "Sure," he says with a laugh and crawls off of Roxas, giving his belly button one last peck as he retreats. He leans back, lounging on his elbows so he is at the foot of the bed, smiling at Roxas.

Roxas beams and climbs on top of Axel, resting between his legs. He giggles and tugs at Axel's coat zipper, yanking it all the way down to see he's already naked beneath it. Axel's folded pants drop away with the coat and Axel grins sheepishly as Roxas blinks.

"Axel, why don't you have any pants on?" Roxas asks.

"I felt like going commando today," Axel says with a sly grin as he reaches up to run his fingers through Roxas's hair. "Maybe it's because I was missing you. I took my pants off halfway through my mission."

Roxas giggles. "Really?"

"Of course." Axel smiles up at Roxas. "You know how horny I am."

"Yeah, I do know that," Roxas says. "Okay." Biting his lip, he reaches down to prep Axel as he does to Roxas everytime they're together like this. His fingers circle the tight ring of muscle and it relaxes quickly to Axel's sigh.

Roxas's brow pulls low and he slides a finger in, causing Axel to flinch slightly. Roxas easily adds a second then third finger, huffing in frustration.

"What's wrong?" Axel asks, pushing himself back up on his elbows again.

"It's not usually this easy for you to prep me, is it?" Roxas says. "Why are you so loose already? Axel?"

Axel was frozen in shock and his fingers dig into the bed sheets beneath him.

"Have you done this before?"

Axel nods. "Yeah." It's all the answer he gives. "But, uh, that just makes it easier for you. Since this is your first time as top, that's probably a good thing."

"I suppose." But Roxas doesn't look very happy about it. In fact, his libido seems to have plummeted and he's much more downcast.

"Hey," Axel murmurs, sitting up all the way and placing a hand to Roxas's cheek. He guides his face up so they have to meet eyes. "What's wrong?"

Roxas tries to turn away again, but Axel's face just follows as his lingering hand wipes a stray tear away.

"Roxas, please, tell me."

Roxas sniffles and wipes at his eyes. "I just...this is gonna sound really stupid, but I'm insecure." He laughs, but there is no humor. "I feel like, because you've done this before, I can't measure up. Like I wouldn't be satisfying at all."

"Don't you dare say that," Axel snaps, pulling Roxas's face back around so their noses almost touch. "Don't ever think that you would be any less than perfect to me. Understand? Roxas, I-" He sighs and simply pulls Roxas into his lap. "You're the world to me, the one thing I couldn't bear to lose."

"But...it's more than that," Roxas says. "I'm jealous. I don't like thinking of you with anyone else. I sound stupid, I know."

"Not at all. I get it. Roxas, trust me, I am the same way. This organization is messed up with probably no hope of righting itself. There are things I want to keep hidden about the adults here, mainly myself, because I am scared for you. Scared of what being apart of the Organization could do to you. That maybe..."

"What?"

"Nothing." Axel clears his throat. "I shouldn't have said anything. Just...know that I want to keep you safe, Roxas."

Roxas nods. "I do know. And I trust you, Axel. Just, trust me."

Axel smiles and nods. "Hm." His smile then turns into a full on grin and he tickles Roxas a little just to get a reaction out of him. "Now, I believe we were in the middle of something."

Roxas's face splitting beam returns and he nods, crawling on top of Axel as he rests back. Roxas takes the time to prep Axel once more, just to be safe, before lining himself up. He takes a deep breath. "Y-you ready?"

Axel grins and nods. "For you? Always."

Roxas's cheeks flush bright pink and he pushes himself into Axel who moans softly, hips arching up.

"See?" Axel breathes. "Easy peasy."

"Yeah," Roxas huffs. "Easy." Slowly, he pulls his hips back and pushes them forward again, sending a shudder up Axel's body. He repeats this motion, feeling Axel adjust to him, tighten in some spots, loosen in others until they move together easily and as one.

Axel grunts as Roxas picks up his pace, beating into him. "Nnh, Roxas," he pants, up on his elbows once more.

"Axel," Roxas groans. He wraps his hand around Axel and begins to pump him, matching the pace of his hips and his hand.

Axel gasps, hips flinching up as his release comes and he cries out. "Ah, Roxas!"

"Axel." Roxas grunts as he arches over Axel and the bottom can feel his top's release in him, filling him. Roxas sighs as he relaxes, falling back to sit on his heels. "Wow," he breathes.

Axel nods with a smile. "Yeah."

The instant of silence between them is loaded and heavy as they meet each other's eyes.

"I think I liked it better the other way," they both say at once and start laughing.

Axel sits up, dislodging Roxas as he does, and pulls him into his lap. Axel wraps his body around Roxas's and flops back on the bed, pulling covers up around them. "Sleep with me?"

Roxas smiles. "Okay." He snuggles up against Axel and closes his eyes, soft snores quickly emanating from him.

Axel smiles and gives a short laugh, kissing Roxas's forehead before he curls up beside him and nods off into a fitful sleep.

That night, his subconscious is assaulted by images of Saix taking Roxas, locking Axel out so the two are alone together. Axel pounds on the door, but there is no answer, only the sounds of Roxas's screams and cries. Soon, they turn into mewling whimpers and finally fade into pants of excitement. Then, Axel hears Roxas voice form a muffled word, but the horror it brings is not lost on Axel.

"Saix."

It's a soft moan of a word, and that only makes it worse.

"No," Axel breathes, freezing, his eyes wide.