Author's Note: Thanks to Tekko for inspiring this fic! The opening is a little short but it will pick up shortly. :) This is inspired by Tekko's Don't Push Me/Back Off fics. Please read and review!
The bar was rocking tonight. Roxas grinned as he watched Sora trying, and failing, to impress Riku with his dancing skills. Of course, the fact that he was dancing with a girl had something to do with Riku's glower. But this wasn't the kind of bar where the guys danced with the guys unless they wanted to get hooted at. Still, it wasn't bad for picking up guys. No one cared who you talked to and it was the only bar in town. Roxas fetched up beside an impressive looking specimen at the bar, and glanced up into laughing green eyes and vividly red hair.
"Hey, you don't look old enough to be in here." The man immediately lost points in Roxas' mind. He'd heard that far, far too often. "Let me buy you a drink." Although that gained points. So far, Mr. Redhead was coming out even. "What would you like?"
"Some Molson would be fine." The redhead made a face, but shrugged and ordered it. "What, you don't like Molson?"
"No, they're shit. But I buy them on sale." Roxas blinked, then laughed. The redhead shrugged with a smile. "Everything is better on sale."
"Isn't that the truth? What's your name?" Roxas liked this guy already. The tattoos on his cheeks were incredibly striking, too. If he was gay then his night was made, and it was looking likely from the interest he was sensing.
"Axel. What's your name, sexy?" Definitely gay, or at least bi. Roxas smiled, drinking his beer.
"Roxas. I've never seen you here before, and I'm sure I'd remember. You come here often?" Axel shook his head, and Roxas caught an odd shadow in his eyes.
"Nah, never been here before." Axel glanced around thoughtfully. "It's okay, but I've seen better." Roxas couldn't object to that. This was a small town and the bar had a distinctly run down feeling. Although that was largely due to the owner and staff, who couldn't be bothered to clean anything but the worst spills. Axel pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with a quick flick of his lighter, and Roxas sighed to himself. He wasn't fond of cigarette smoke, although maybe in this case he'd make an exception. "Want a cigarette?"
"No thanks, I don't smoke. So, where are you from?" Roxas was curious about that. It was a small town and he could recognize almost everyone, but this redhead was a complete stranger. And a very obvious stranger, the kind you really couldn't overlook. Axel shrugged.
"I'm from here and there. I travel a lot, you know? Just bumming my way around. Got an inheritance so I don't have to work, although the terms on it are shit. C'est la vie." Axel blew a perfect smoke ring in the air. "What about you? You from around here?"
"I've lived here all my life. It's nice, but I'm looking forward to going to college soon. I'm just earning some money for it right now." Roxas didn't want to be in debt for years, even decades for his education and his family had no money. Sora was content to stay in a small town forever, but not Roxas.
He and Axel chatted for a while, and the time seemed to fly by as they discussed their interests and hobbies. They found that they both liked a lot of the same music, although Roxas had a fondness for Aqua that Axel didn't share, and Axel had an odd attachment to Yo-Yo Ma and World War II tunes. They both loved fantasy and science fiction and nature hikes. Roxas found himself wistfully wishing Axel would be staying, but why would a man like him stay in a small town like this?
"Want to come over to my place?" He heard the redhead say through an alcoholic haze. Roxas had downed enough beers that he was feeling no pain, although he wasn't falling down drunk.
"I'd love to." Roxas smiled at the thought. Smoker or not, Axel was incredibly sexy. Axel smiled, and they left the bar hand in hand. Axel's place turned out to be a nice room in the local motel, which made sense and suited Roxas just fine. As soon as they were inside, Axel pinned him to a wall and began to kiss him, hard and desperate. Roxas moaned, feeling a rush of desire that made him feel almost faint as the redhead pressed against him. "Axel. Mrf. The bed." As hot as Axel was making him feel, Roxas had never been a fan of sex standing up.
"Yeah." Axel's voice was a little breathless as he pulled the lithe blond with him to the bedroom, undoing shirt buttons with agile fingers along the way. He wanted Roxas, wanted to be inside him and making him writhe in pleasure. Pulling a small foil wrapped packet out of his back pocket, he set about making that dream a reality. "Damn, you're beautiful." Roxas was possibly the best thing Axel had ever seen, especially naked and kneeling on the bed in front of him. He had a wonderful ass, and Axel swallowed thickly as he probed the blonde's small entrance with one finger, then two, making him gasp and close his eyes in pleasure.
"You're not bad either." Roxas murmured, his voice drenched in desire. "Take me Axel." Axel tore open the packet, sliding on the condom before obeying Roxas' instruction. Axel pressed the head of his member against Roxas entrance, slowly going inside. Axel groaned in pleasure as the soft, velvet walls tightened around him.
"Roxas, god." Axel held still a moment, waiting for any pain to pass, then Roxas moaned and rolled his hips back. That was all the encouragement the redhead needed to begin thrusting into that warm, wonderful heat. Roxas met every thrust, deepening the penetration and moaning as Axel hit his prostate again and again. Axel reached under him to stroke him in time with the thrusts.
"Do I feel good, Axel?" Roxas asked, panting in pleasure. Axel laughed shakily as he pulled out and pounded back in, making the blond moan.
"Good? You feel great." Axel licked the delicate shell of his ear, before speaking again. "Wonderful. God… amazing…" Axel's breath speeded up and Roxas moaned as the pace increased. Axel could feel himself coming close to the edge and squeezed Roxas, stroking him faster. He could feel the blonde's throbbing erection in his hand and the wet, hot heat around him. It was so wonderful, feeling Roxas beneath him and in his hand. Roxas finally came in a rush of pleasure, tightening sharply around the redhead. Axel gasped and released a moment later, finding heaven between the blonde's thighs. Trembling a little with reaction, Axel pulled away, lying down beside the blond as Roxas slid down with a sigh.
For a time, they lay together, warm and content. Then Roxas stirred.
"Mmm… I really need to get home." Axel opened his eyes and Roxas smiled. It was sweet, how the redhead looked so disappointed. Roxas kissed him tenderly and sighed in pleasure as Axel returned the kiss. "If you ever come back here, look me up." Roxas wouldn't object to seeing him again at all. Axel smiled and it was captivating, enchanting.
"You bet I will." Axel watched the blond get dressed, green eyes sad yet warm.
The next morning, things were entirely normal. Roxas got himself a bowl of bran flakes with extra raisins and Sora got a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch. Roxas wrinkled his nose at the sugary stuff. In his mind, it made a very tasty dessert but wasn't suitable for breakfast.
"You know, I really wish you wouldn't do that." Roxas blinked at Sora. He couldn't be referring to the cinnamon toast crunch.
"Do what?" Roxas asked, confused, and Sora gave him a look.
"You know what. Picking up random guys and doing them." Roxas winced at that description of his behavior. While it was mostly true, it was still unkind. "What if you run into a complete psycho? Who was this last one, anyway? You do know his name?"
"Of course I know his name." Roxas snapped. "It was Axel, and he wasn't a psycho so lay off, okay? Besides, when did you become my mother?" Although their mother had no idea what Roxas was up to. Their father had died some time ago and she was working two jobs to pay the bills, despite the money Roxas gave her every month. Neither of her jobs paid much.
"I don't think mom even knows you're gay." Roxas blushed at that. It was too true. "When are you going to tell her anyway?"
"When you confess about Riku." Roxas retorted, stung, and had the satisfaction of seeing Sora blush. "So how's math class been going?"
"Mr. Kelsie still hates me." Sora said morosely, willing to change the subject. Roxas listened to his brother sympathetically as he ate, not thinking of Axel at all.
Roxas had no idea that a single night of drunken revelry would change his life forever.