Roxas was so incredibly drunk. And not the kind you get from drinking. The feel of Axel's lips on his, it was so…so…intoxicating! It wasn't fair. He shouldn't be able to have that much control over him.
And he didn't even have anyone to complain about it to. Mentioning it to Axel was out of the question. No way in hell was he going to tell that arrogant bastard how hard it was for Roxas to think anything at all when they were kissing.
Roxas sighed unhappily against Axel's lips. He couldn't even think about how unfair it was, dammit.
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