Sex was something Axel was very fond of. It was essential to the life of the Flurry of Dancing Flames, as essential as oxygen to the human body. He wuld engage in these shameless acts of copulation anywhere at any given time with most anyone he could get to agree. His hips were the chalices of legend and just the very swing of his walk told the tales of passionate midnight romps. However, his promiscuity was to be short-lived. Once Roxas had joined, everything changed. Sex had a new meaning. Something deeper, something fuller. Something that, dare he say it, made him feel... whole.

There was no denying the man was in love.

It needn't be sophisiticated. Roses and candles and warm homecooked dinners were just the icing on the cake. The creme filling that, while nice, is not absolutely necessary. What mattered to the fiery redhead was just the closeness he shared with Roxas. The shallow breath panting in time to slow, deep sucking. The high, needy whimpers that accompanied each delicious thrust deep into the boy's body. It was the sights, the sounds, the tastes of his little lover that kept Axel crawling back night after night looking for more.

Moonlight spilled across the darkened room splashing across cerulean depths. Axel's breath caught, gazing down at the ivory perfection of the boy pleasuring himself below. He could not tear his eyes away from the sight long enough to focus on his own desire. The sheen of sweat on his lithe chest drew Azel's gaze down the smooth plains of his belly and back up again to focus on the face contorted in bliss. The redhead swallowed, his throat running dry. Never in all the faces he had bedded was there ever such a treasure. A long leg tucked around Axel's neck pushing the weeping length against the redhead's mouth. He took it in obediently watching Roxas's eyes glide shut. A long moan rose from the boy's throat and he picked up a slow swing, wanting it all but at just the right speed. There was no need to rush tonight.

"A-Axel..." Roxas's voice broke with the sweet burn overtaking him. "I-I'm..."

"Shhh.." Axel slid up to cradle the teen in his arms, placing a tender kiss to his brow. "Don't speak..."

Roxas went to speak again but any intelligent arguement was swallowed by the elder nobody's mouth moving against his own. A slick tongue pushed past his teeth and swept through the warm cavern leaving him breathless. Sharp nails sank into broad shoulders, relaxing himself for the impending intrusion. He gripped with bruising force as Axel sank slowly into his body, rocking in and out little by little letting his lover adjust to the familiar feeling.

"M-More babe.. oh god I'm so close already..." Roxas pleaded.

"Already?" Axel grinned, "Babe.. we're only just getting started..."

Roxas gave a shriek, bending nearly in half as Axel slammed in sheathing himself fully. Nails ripped at the crimson silk sheets, writhing under the electric ripples of pleasure racing up his spine with each languid movement. He was at the elder's mercy riding his movements with equal speed and force. Urging him back into that delicious spot that knocked him delirious sending white hot light through his head. Axel made him scream like no other man could. Before the redhead he had never known the ways of a late night bedroom and teenage experimenting taught him very little.

A loud scream sent the boy over coating Axel in the fruit of their dance. The redhead followed moments later, staring dazedly down at Roxas. It was those eyes they cherished. Something so simple as that love-stricken glance, that blissful reprieve they shared with no one else. It needn't be kinky or elaborate. There were no diamonds or roses or candies. It was better when everything was kept to the minimum. They were two lost souls guiding each other along the long, dark roads of oblivion.

It was as simple as that.