Hey guys, so this is basically my start on an idea I had that was influenced by the show The Americans and Graceland (sort of). Also, if you start drawing links to Covert Affairs, I have not watched the show so I'll be turning a blind eye to that. And yes, the title is off of the song by Zedd. Anyways, this is just the prologue, so hopefully it gives you a taste of what to expect (or not to).

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Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or stuff of Kingdom Hearts, which belongs to Square Enix, Disney, etc...


Prologue

There was a solid thud as Roxas slammed Naminé against the wall, pressing heated kisses along her swanlike neck and jawline. Naminé had her legs wrapped tightly wrapped around his waist while her arms were slung around his neck. She inclined her head as he kissed her delicate collarbone. His hands shot up her shirt, seeking her creamy flesh as he maintained his passionate ministrations. Naminé's fingers tangled themselves in Roxas's golden hair as she let out soft moans from his touch.

Naminé could feel her dress ride up, inch by inch, the harder he pushed her against the wall with his hips grinding into her. Roxas moved back to kiss her lips, pressing against her both tenderly and fiercely. She lightly traced the shape of his face before trailing down to reach the hem of his black shirt. Roxas stopped her, however, and reached behind him to toss the handgun away that he had tucked in the back of his pants. The gun clattered away on the floor, soon forgotten. Roxas's attention was soon brought back as he moaned, feeling fingertips dance over his toned abdomen. They broke apart for only as second, long enough for Naminé to fully remove his shirt. In response, Roxas's hands went to her shoulders to push down the straps of her dress, revealing her bra and the swell of her breasts beneath.

Naminé's eyes rolled back into her head as he made love to her right then and there in the hallway. Part of her mind began to wander though, as she went through how exactly they had arrived at such an intimate relationship. How had they ever gone from hating each other's guts to this? Roxas abruptly interrupted her when he suddenly bit at her shoulder, causing her to yelp softly. She caught the devious glint in his eyes before he hefted her up and carried her away to the bedroom. He threw her down on the bed and stood over her, gazing down at her lustfully. Then he leaned down and began to push up her dress so to finally remove the garment.

Roxas ravished her again and again that night until both of them had been completely drained of all their energy. Naminé watched how his chest rose and fell with each heaving breath beside her. She rolled over and laid her arm across his chest as she gazed at him. Her pale blond hair swirled around her, and Roxas reached over to run his hand through the silky tresses.

"Are you still angry at me?" he said, smirking.

Naminé pouted her lips, moving her head closer to his. "No."

"That's good," he teased as he softly stroked her cheek. "Do you still hate me?"

Naminé felt a playful smile come on. "No. Well, maybe a little."

Roxas put on an astonished face, causing her to giggle. "But wasn't the sex good?" he said, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

Naminé tilted her head back in consideration. "Yes it was, in fact the best I've ever had," she said with a grin.

"Good. Otherwise I would feel quite depressed." Naminécaught his smug face and swatted at his chest lightly.

"You're very conceited, aren't you?"

Roxas's smirk grew wider. "I've heard other words to describe me."

"And cocky too."

The two of them laid there for a while, still catching their breath and reveling over what had just happened. Roxas threw his arm over his eyes, hinting at his exhaustion. Naminé turned back onto her back and stared up at the ceiling in thought. Her hands eventually went up to run over her face as she let out a long sigh.

"This was never supposed to happen. Not like this," she murmured. She turned at a sliding sound to see Roxas looking at her.

"They can't know about this. Who knows what they'll do if they find out."

Roxas's eyes widened a fraction but nodded solemnly. Silence took hold of the room, and neither of them said any more. Roxas turned over onto his side, his back facing Naminé. He tried to go to sleep, but he couldn't. It didn't feel the same now, sharing the same bed. Not after what they had just done. But he had to ignore that now. They were only on an assignment together. It was all part of the job. It meant nothing. None of it did.


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