Taking back Sunday - An Akuroku FanFic

Much lemon, yaoi, and some side pairings. Little hints of lemon in every chapter, with lots of zesting. Switching POVs. (I apologize if I switch from 'him' to 'I', bad habit of mine...) First chapter has no defined main character, it flip-flops between Axel and Roxas, and I apologize if it's hard to understand. It's just how I write, and I apologize for the inconvenience. (some chapters may just be fluff, I'm not very creative some days)

CHAPTER 1

Roxas shuddered slightly where he lay, turning in his hammock fitfully. His dreams had been turbulent of late, causing him distress and to be tired during the day.

He jolted upright with a cry, overturning his swinging bed with a swift movement. Upon being dumped onto the less than comfortable floor, he pushed himself into a sitting position with a groan. "I hate Thursdays," he muttered, peering at his iHome irritably, to see it was 4:26 a.m.

Grumbling and muttering threats under his breath, he used the still swinging hammock as a brace to pull himself up from his knees and started shuffling toward the bathroom. He wasn't supposed to be up for another 5 hours, but now that he was up, he might as well stay up, since he was too troubled to force himself back to sleep. He was grateful to live in his apartment, though he had to admit it did get lonely being the only person around. He was tempted to get a pet, but he'd never had so much as a goldfish, so he wasn't sure it was the best idea for him to start out so big.

Reaching the door to the bathroom, he flicked the light switch and turned the handle for the hot water on, allowing it to run a bit and heat up. Sighing, he braced himself against the counter and looked hesitantly at his reflection in the mirror. He looked horrible. His skin was pale from lack of sun, his eyes baggy from poor sleep, and he was thin, because he just felt too stressed all the time. He decided to ask for a break at work for about a week, since that might solve some of his problems with a little well-earned rest.

He picked up a washcloth from where it hung on the towel rack, and placed it beneath the stream of water coming from the faucet. It quickly soaked up the heated liquid, and he picked it up, sucking in a breath as it burned his hands. He quickly swiped at his face, yelping as he splashed hot water on his bare chest and face. Rubbing vigorously as the water on the cloth cooled, he cleared the sleep from his face, then decided to just hop in the shower, since his bedhead showed signs of needing care. Shutting off the sink, he turned now to the shower. Placing his hands on either knob, he turned them, occasionally placing a hand in the water to test the warmth and then tweaking one or another of the knobs to adjust the temperature and testing it again. Once satisfied, he stripped his boxers and turned the shower on. Climbing in and closing the curtain, he placed himself squarely under the spray and allowed the water to run over him, sighing in relief.

After a few minutes of just standing under the flow, he picked up his shampoo and poured some in one hand, then closed the bottle and dropped it to the floor. Placing both hands on his head, he began scrubbing the shampoo in, and brooded over work today. He worked at Hot Topic, not his first choice in jobs, but it paid well enough, and today he was scheduled to work with Axel again... just like the past 7 Thursdays. Axel drove him nuts, always hanging around and not paying attention to customers, flirting incessantly with anything that walked, and he MEANT anything. Roxas had seen him flirt with a 12 year old kid, then flirt with the parent of said kid. It was just gross. In the midst of his brooding, he forgot he was lathering his hair, and ended up having a handful of bubbles slip down his forehead and into his eyes. Yelping in surprise and pain, he quickly rinsed his hair out and proceeded to run water into the abused eye.

Once clear, he scrubbed his body quickly with a loofah and some Axe shower gel, then shut off the water and stepped onto the bathroom mat. Grabbing his towel, he dried off and headed for the bedroom again. As he stepped in, he heard his doorbell ring. Glancing at the clock, he saw it was just past 5, which meant it could only be Sora, his older brother. Sighing, he slipped into a fresh set of pants on his way to the door, draping the towel around his shoulders. "Coming!" he shouted as the doorbell rang again, shrill and insistent. He swung the door open, and surprise surprise, it was Sora, with a tall silver-haired guy in tow.

Slightly unnerved, he took a step back, then was quickly swept into a hug by his exuberant brother. "Roxas! How're you?" Sora practically squealed in his ear, all the while bouncing and sparkling... like a rainbow... or a fairy...

"I'm good. You? And... who's your friend?" he said, glancing sharply at the tall man who waited politely outside. He stared back, silent and slightly forbidding, like an old haunted castle. "Oh, I'm good! And this is Riku! We're friends! We met a few months ago, and ohmygosh he's so NICE! Can we come in?" Sora gushed, unbearably excited and bouncy for so early in the morning.

"Yeah, sure come on in, make yourself comfortable. Eh, you too... Riku, was it?" he said vaguely, turning back into the apartment and moving back toward the hall to turn on the living room lights. Sora swept in like a breeze, Riku following more sedately, like a cat. He shut the door behind them, and took in the room. "Awfully clean for a bachelor pad, isn't it?" Riku asked. Wow, he had a deep voice.

"Yeah," he said, "I find it helps when it comes time to look for things. Easier to find something in a clean room."

Nodding and smiling, Riku followed Sora to the couch, where Sora had sprawled unceremoniously across a third of it. Riku placed himself carefully on the other side, and once settled, Sora placed his head on Riku's lap. Roxas stiffened at this, but neither of them reacted beyond Riku placing his hand on Sora's head and stroking the ruffled spikes. Sora practically purred in delight.

Shrugging, Roxas meandered back toward his bedroom and closed the door behind him, then got dressed the rest of the way and scrubbed at his hair with the towel. He now wore a black and white tee with checker marks marching across in a diagonal pattern across it. His jeans were flat black with brown trim, and a pair of slightly scuffed tennis shoes. He stared at his hair gloomily in the mirror, where it spiked and pointed crazily in every direction. Taking a brush to it did nothing, so he just grabbed a bottle of gel and rubbed it into his hair, preventing it from going anymore haywire than it already was.

Wiping his hands off on the towel, he picked up the dirty clothes and dropped them in a hamper, then started back down the hall. Upon entering the living room, he had to bite back a cry of shock. Sora and Riku were plastered together, shirts halfway off and sucking face like it was going out of style. Roxas uttered a garbled, choked gag, and Sora peeled away, panting heavily with eyes half-lidded from lust. Riku would've looked almost emotionless, if not for his slightly parted lips and burning eyes.

Roxas turned abruptly, cheeks burning many shades of crimson, and stepped into the kitchen. Once there, he burst into a fit of laughter. Then he heard disgruntled humphs and grumbling from the living room, followed by the sounds of an opening and then closing door. Sobered up, he went into the now deserted living room to wait out the next few hours till work.

Walking stealthily, Roxas peered around the corner of the door into the store. The coast seemed clear, so he crept around the corner and sped to the counter. "Hey there, Roxie baby," came a smooth, seductive voice. Freezing and straightening up, Roxas turned to face the red-head, his blue eyes staring dead-pan at the bright, eager green ones of Axel. A grin graced his lightly tanned face, scrunching the teardrop-shaped tattoos on either cheek. Roxas had to admit, Axel was drop-dead gorgeous with his unnaturally bright red spikes of hair, white teeth, venom green eyes, gangly build, teardrop tattoos, and faintly tanned skin. But, his attitude was so abrasive, it seemed to Roxas. Roxas had crushed hard on Axel for the first few weeks of working with him, but once he talked to him, he felt a little disenchanted. Axel had tried to talk to him again, but Roxas avoided as often as he could. He watched Axel's lips move as he said something unintelligible.

"Hello? Earth to Roxas. Come in Roxie..?" Axel asked, moving closer and poking one thin finger into Roxas' exposed forehead. Snapping back to reality, Roxas brushed Axel's hand aside irritably as he made to poke Roxas' forehead again. Grin growing wider, Axel rocked back on his heels and stared down at the small guy. Dazed by the smile, Roxas shook his head and asked stupidly, "What?"

"I said, what are you doing after work? Since you never seem to do anything anyways," Axel chuckled as he watched Roxas' eyes grow in discomfort.

"Uh, well, I dunno. I guess I'll just go home, eat dinner, watch some movies or play some video games, then head to bed, why?" Roxas muttered loudly, and unhappily. He was slightly thrilled that Axel spoke to him, but he wanted to get away soon, before...

Slinging his right arm about Roxas' shoulders, Axel hugged the smaller man tight to his side. He fairly glowed with delight, and he said, "Well, then, since you have no plans, and I have no plans, how about we hit a bar? Or are you even OLD enough to go to one?" He looked dubiously at Roxas' short stature, slight build, and boyish face skeptically.

Now blushing as brightly red as Axel's ridiculous hair, Roxas scowled at him and tried to pull away. "As a matter of fact, I turned 21 last week! Some people..." he growled, pushing ineffectively at Axel's skinny, yet muscular, frame.

"That's great! Then you'll have no problem if we go to a bar tonight. Pick you up as soon as you get out Roxie~!" Axel purred in Roxas' ear before pulling away and stalking smugly to the back room.

Frozen still, Roxas' stared numbly after him, unsure how he'd been roped into that without even a chance to defend himself. Shivering suddenly, he managed to stumble to the front and get behind the counter before the first customers crept in.

The day passed slowly and uneventfully. People had floated in, glanced around, and drifted out. Few people actually bought anything, and Axel made it harder to concentrate on those that did by flirting outrageously with anyone that walked in, namely girls. Roxas felt a bit disturbed by this, but unsure why.

At closing time, Roxas shooed the last drifters out of the store, then closed the front doors of the Hot Topic and locked them. Sighing in relief that the day was over, he made his way to the back and into the locker room. He took off his work shirt, and placed it in the locker with a big 'R' plastered on the front. As he reached for his other shirt, he felt a prickling on the back of his neck as his hairs rose. A breath gusted over his exposed skin, causing him to jump and twist to face the offender. But it was only Axel. Sighing in relief and irritation, he stiff-armed Axel in the chest, knocking him back a few paces.

"Geez, Axel, what is your problem, man? I'm getting dressed, and you scared the crap outta me!" Roxas groused in annoyance.

Eyes half-lidded and smirking smoothly, Axel placed his hands on his hip and tilted his head to the side. "Just making sure you didn't run off while I wasn't looking. And besides, you look sexy with your shirt off, Roxie," he purred seductively.

Distracted, Roxas only had his shirt halfway on when Axel said this. Blinking in confusion, he asked, "Why are you making sure I don't run off? I'm only going ho-..." He cut himself off as he remembered what he had been forced into earlier. Gulping, he hastily pulled his shirt the rest of the way on, then yanked his jacket out of the locker and tucked it over one arm before closing the locker door and turning to Axel. Patting his pockets to ensure he had his wallet, Roxas turned to Axel and sighed, saying, "Okay, let's go. But you're driving.."

Smiling happily, Axel said, "I wouldn't have it any other way," before grabbing Roxas and leading him out to the parking lot, leading him to a large motorcycle parked next to the sidewalk.

Rolling his eyes, because OF COURSE Axel drove a MOTORCYCLE, Roxas followed reluctantly. Hopping onto the monster bike, Axel grabbed one of the two helmets and thrust it at Roxas, who grabbed it and held it stupidly, before jamming the other helmet onto his own head. Flames were the dominant theme of Axel's motorcycle, helmet, and outfit. He had donned a leather jacket, and motioned for Roxas to do the same with his own jacket and helmet, which Roxas hastily did, jamming on the helmet roughly and shrugging on his denim jacket. Pausing delicately next to the bike, Roxas was unsure of how to climb on, when he decided to just swing a leg over and hope for the best.

He swung one leg up, and got stuck halfway. Yelping and twisting, he tried to pull free, causing the bike and Axel to wobble dangerously. Turning halfway around, Axel seized Roxas by the jacket and practically dumped him on the back of the bike, then tapped the side of Roxas' helmet with a bit of force, a warning probably. Axel flipped the mask portion of the helmet open, laughing at Roxas, who blushed harder than before, heating the inside of his helmet up horribly. He opened his own helmet to apologize, but was cut off by Axel. "Hold on tight, and close the mask! We're going now," came Axel's slightly muffled voice, and Axel turned back to the front and cranked the behemoth to life.

Growling and vibrating deeply, the motorcycle seemed alive, like a furious beast. Axel leaned forward slightly, and Roxas had just started to reach forward when the bike leapt forward with a roar. Hands waving wildly, Roxas barely managed to snag Axel's shoulder and secure a grip around his waist. He held himself as close as possible to Axel, eyes squeezed shut. He felt Axel shudder at his touch, and he wondered if he should lighten up, when Axel swerved the bike to one side. He decided against it.

After many twists and turns, none of which Roxas witnessed, since his face was buried in Axel's back, the bike slowed, and came to a full stop. Roxas still held on tightly, but let go reluctantly when he felt a tap on his arms. He slid to the ground, falling onto his back to stare blearily at the sky. A figure entered his vision, flaming red with specks of green in the middle. A hand waved in front of his face, then there were some garbled words, and the helmet was removed by someone other than himself.

Gasping as the cool air struck his face, he shivered and reached up to touch his face. It was wet with sweat and tears, and soon someone's hands were lifting him into a sitting position. One hand began stroking his hair while the other wrapped around his back, and Axe could be heard saying, "Shh, it's okay, the ride's over. Who knew you were scared of motorcycles? You're okay..."

Pressing his face to Axel's chest, he assumed since that was the only voice he heard, he hugged Axel to him, then realizing what he was doing, pushed him away and struggled to stand up. Once on his feet, he wobbled slightly, causing Axel to grab his arm and hold him steady. Pushing him away, Roxas struggled forward, weavingly drunkenly toward the door of the club Axel had stopped at. Axel followed slowly, ready to catch the kid if he fell.

He was I. at the door, then let in without much fuss, and so was Axel. Once in, the faintly throbbing beat that had been barely loud enough to sense outside grew into a booming river of music and shifting bodies. The blacklights made his shirt shine bright blue, and his haired flashed red with the pulsing lights, instead of the soft golden color it normally was. Eyes flashing with each light that swept toward him, he began to tap his foot in time to the music. He felt a hand snake around his waist and pull him out to dance.

Axel had him securely, and turned to face him with a glint in his eyes. He began to dance, somewhat awkward, but natural in the room of twisting bodies. Shifting from foot to foot, Roxas began moving as well, slightly jerkily, but gradually loosening up as Axel brushed closer to him occasionally. After a good hour of dancing, Roxas needed a break, and he wove through the labyrinth of bodies to the bar.

Gasping for breath, he made it to the bar, and ordered, "I'd like a screwdriver please, and a glass of water."

Looking at Roxas oddly, the bar keeper began mixing the drinks, setting the water down first. Roxas gulped half of it down, and turned to stare out at the dance floor. He could see Axel's mop of red hair turning to and fro, probably looking for Roxas, then it began making its way toward the bar. Emerging from the crowd like a ship at sea, he made his way to the counter and seated himself next to Roxas, leaning back and grinning lazily at him.

"So, are you having fun?" Axel shouted over the noise.

"Yeah, I guess so. Better than staying home alone," Roxas yelled back, turning to the bar as the bar keep placed his drink down and turned to Axel, who promptly ordered a Jack and Coke with lime.

"Whaddaya mean, 'home alone'? Don't you have a roommate?" Axel asked, nose scrunched at the idea of 'alone'.

Downing the screwdriver and asking for another, he replied, "Nope. Not even a pet, though I'm tempted to get one." He felt kinda buzzed and relaxed now, and he liked it.

"Hmph..." Axel hummed, taking the Jack and Coke and sipping at it, grimacing as Roxas slammed down another screwdriver and asked for another. "Take it easy, kid! I gotta get you back in one piece! Slow down on the drinks!"

Snorting into his 3rd screwdriver, Roxas waved at Axel and consumed the drink with a swift gulp. Finishing it, he placed it on the counter harder than necessary, and turned to look at Axel. He blinked dazedly. Was it just him, or did Axel seem... HOTTER? He licked his lips and stared at Axel's, imagining the taste. Axel positively glowed in the lights, so beautiful. His red hair was redder, green eyes brighter, and skin smoother... Roxas wanted to KISS him, dammit! Kiss him now!

As he leaned toward Axel, he was distracted by the now refilled screwdriver placed on the counter. Taking it, he began to tilt it toward his lips, when it was snatched away. Blinking in surprise, he looked around, only to see Axel holding the drink. "Give 't back!" he shouted, slurring his words slightly," 'S mine..."

He made to grab it back, but missed and fell out of his chair, landing on the floor with a smack. Too surprised to cry out in pain, he laughed in surprise, then sat up. Axel's worried face popped into his field of vision, and his hands gripped either side of his face. Oh, they were so WARM... and so deliciously strong... He leaned his cheek into one hand and closed his eyes, humming delightedly. Axel's voice then sounded, causing him to open his eyes and look at Axel. "Good lord, you're a lightweight, ain't cha? Coulda tould me, ya dope. A' right, let's get you home..." Axel sighed.

Disgruntled, Roxas grabbed the front of Axel's shirt and pressed his lips to Axel's in a sloppy kiss. Axel stiffened in surprise, then pulled back, leaving a whining Roxas to stare at him with a confused look.

Pressing a hand to his lips, he looked at Roxas with wide eyes, and Roxas stared back, eyes slowly going from confusion to hurt, and tears built up in his eyes. Distressed, Axel wiped at the tears with his hands frantically, but couldn't stop the flow. "Dammit, stop crying!" he said worriedly, but that caused Roxas to start sobbing softly. "I said stop crying already!" he cried and pressed his lips to Roxas' roughly, desperately.

Shocked, Roxas stopped crying, though tears still flowed. When he realized what was going on, he wrapped his arms around Axel's neck and buried his hands in Axel's hair, pressing him closer. Taking Roxas' bottom lip in his teeth, Axel bit it gently, causing him to gasp softly in pain, allowing Axel's tongue entrance to Roxas' mouth. Roxas fought against the intrusive muscle, but he soon gave in, allowing the tongue to explore his mouth thoroughly. He moved his tongue around Axel's, tasting him greedily. He tasted of Coca Cola, mint, and lime, with a faint hint of Jack Daniels. He wanted more, and pressed closer, gripping Axel's hair tightly and digging his fingers into Axel's shoulder. Axel responded eagerly, winding his own fingers into Roxas' golden locks and sliding his hand down Roxas' back, dipping the hand into his pants.

Roxas pulled back with a gasp, panting heavily, eyes glazed with drink and lust. Axel stared back, mouth still open and wet from the kiss. Faintly remembering where they were, he tried to struggle to his feet, assisted by the sober Axel. He leaned on Axel for support, relishing in the arms that wrapped around him to provide that support. Tugging Axel forward, Roxas led him out of the club to the parked bike.

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(Axel POV, but may switch to Roxas randomly... I apologize)

Axel helped Roxas into the helmet, then put his own on. He helped Roxas onto the bike after climbing onto it himself. He then wrapped Roxas' arms around his waist, which began to wander up and down his torso, groping and rubbing at his chest through the jacket. Axel shivered at Roxas' touch, turned on by the wandering hands that seemed to move lower and lower.

He turned on the bike with a crank, and roared out of the lot, causing Roxas to grip tightly. He smiled to himself, then began to drive back to his apartment. He didn't know where Roxas lived, otherwise he'd drop him off there. Looks like he'd have to deal with it though, and hope his roommate didn't mind.

After about 15 minutes of driving, he made it to his apartment. He helped the drunk Roxas off the bike, took off his helmet, and placed both helmets on the bike, then led the boy up the stairs to his door. Pulling the key from his pocket, he opened the door and led Roxas in, pulling the kid in by one arm. Placing Roxas on the couch, where he promptly collapsed sideways, Axel made his way to the kitchen and got a large glass of milk and a box of Oreos. 'Kid had to eat something or he was gonna have a helluva hangover in the morning,' Axel thought grimly.

Walking back out into the living room, Axel then noticed that the room was unnaturally clean, which meant his roommate's boyfriend was here. Lovely. He hated Zexion, even though the guy was really nice, and Dem loved him. Axel couldn't stand him for some reason. Focusing on the situation at hand, he placed the milk on the coffee table, and plopped on the couch next to Roxas with the box of Oreos in hand, ripping open the plastic wrapper.

Roxas perked at the sound of the ripping plastic, sitting back up and looking at the open package. Removing a handful of the cookies, Axel placed them in Roxas' hands, then began to dunk a cookie in the milk and held it there for a few moments. Deeming it soaked enough, Axel removed it after a few seconds and placed it in his mouth, sucking the milk out before chewing on the chocolately goodness that was an Oreo. Feeling eyes staring at him, he turned to look at Roxas.

Roxas stared at Axel hungrily, watching his lips and seeing particles of Oreo still stuck to those lips. Pulling himself up, he licked Axel's lips, tasting milk and chocolate and the same sweetness from earlier. He pressed his mouth to Axel's, moving his lips suggestively against the other man's, and sighing. "Ax... el..." (see, I warned you. random switch that I didn't know how to fix... but don't worry, next paragraph goes back to Axel)

Unable to stop himself, Axel dropped the cookies and wrapped himself around this irresistable little blonde, who was busy climbing into his lap and attempting to remove Axel's shirt. Assisting Roxas by leaning forward, he broke the kiss, causing Roxas to protest the seperation with a distressed look. Once his shirt was removed, Axel removed Roxas' jacket and shirt as well, then returned to kissing with eager passion. Roxas moaned and rubbed himself up against Axel, then began rubbing Axel's chest with his hands.

Hissing in pleasure, Axel snaked his hands along Roxas' back, sliding his hands into Roxas' pants and rubbing his ass. Whimpering, he ground himself against Axel's hips, causing Axel to moan into Roxas' mouth. He could feel Roxas' growing erection, and his own had been there for a bit, undoubtedly rubbing against Roxas' ass. He kissed his way across Roxas' cheek, then grazed his ear, nibbling and licking at it as he began positioning Roxas on top of him. Suddenly shifting his hands, he grabbed firmly onto Roxas and struggled upright. "Roxie... Rox..as... Nngh... Roxas..." he groaned as the blonde rubbed and ground against Axel.

Making his way down the hall, he made it to his room and managed to force the door open while maintaining a grip on the wriggling Roxas. Kicking the door shut behind him, he made his way to the side of the bed and pressed Roxas down into the bed, where the boy pulled back, panting and moaning. Moving down Roxas' body, Axel kissed, licked, and nibbled his way down the blonde's chest, pausing to lick and suck at the nubs on his chest. After both were hard, he slowly, slowly, TORTUROUSLY, licked and kissed his way down Roxas' stomach, feeling the slight impression of a 6 pack. Pausing at the rim of Roxas' pants, he stared at Roxas' face, which had lifted to see why he had stopped. Hands reached up and wound themselves into Axel's hair, pulling slightly and causing him to wince.

Seizing Roxas pants, he quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them, then pulled both them and the boxers off with a blur of motion. Roxas' erection sprang free, quivering and throbbing slightly. Moving closer now, Axel kissed the side, making Roxas whimper in frustration. He slowly kissed his way up the throbbing erection, then licked the tip, delving into the slit lightly, making Roxas moan even louder.

Roxas gasped in pleasure and shock as sudden warmth encompassed him, and he looked down to see Axel bobbing his head slowly on his shaft. Suddenly, Axel looked up into his cerulean eyes with his own jade ones, and moved a little deeper, then hummed. The feeling it emitted was so wonderful and yet so torturous, that it made Roxas cry out. "A-axel! M.. more... please... Ax-..el!" He gasped. He could feel warmth coiling in the pit of his stomach, and right when it was almost unbearable, Axel pulled away.

Whimpering, he stared pleadingly at Axel, but to no avail. Instead, Axel put three fingers in his face and said, "Suck, and make sure each finger is wet."

Confused, Roxas complied, licking each digit thoroughly, sucking and nipping softly. After a few minutes, Axel deemed them wet enough, then pulled back and began playing the Roxas' ass, touching the hole and pressing lightly against it, making him shiver and jerk with each soft carress. Suddenly, pain flitted across Roxas' face, turning it paler, and sweat coated it lightly. "Aah.. ah.. ow.. uh.. no.." Roxas whimpered, tears budding in his eyes. After a few minutes of pressing and wandering, a second finger entered, making the tears flow a little. Axel began to thrust and scissor his fingers slightly, trying to lessen the discomfort by widening the entrance. He brushed a hard spot, making Roxas gasp and moan in pleasure.

He pressed and thrust into the same spot a few more times, then inserted the third finger, making Roxas whimper in pain and pleasure. He widened the entrance as much as possible, preparing it for what was coming.

Roxas no longer felt the pain as much, more pleasure than anything else. So when the fingers suddenly were removed, he cried in surprise, mewling from the emptiness. He felt the bed sink slightly, and noticed Axel positioned over him, breath ragged and fast, eyes uncertain but full of lust. Roxas reached up, winding his arms around Axel and sighing into his ear, "Ah... Axel..."

All uncertainty died right there, and he lifted Roxas' hips for easier access, and thrust his cock into the blonde's entrance, causing the boy to emit a cry of shock and pain. Whimpers filled his ears as he remained still, and they gradually died, though Roxas clung to him tightly. Axel waited, his erection throbbing in the warmth, and still he waited. Finally he heard from Roxas, "Move... d-don't... just sit- NNGH!... there..."

He pulled back slightly and thrust again, hearing a gasp, then a pleasure filled groan. He set up a slow rocking motion, pressing Roxas into the mattress with each thrust. After a few minutes of slow thrusts and rocking, he brushed the hard spot again, causing Roxas to moan in ecstasy. Axel bit onto Roxas' shoulder, then sucked at the spot, leaving a bruise on the boy's unmarked flesh. Licking the bruise in apology, Axel began to thrust faster, bumping the spot again and again, causing Roxas to cry out in sheer pleasure. Roxas began to moan continuously, then he reached up and began pumping his own erection, whimpering and gasping quickly in pleasure.

Thrusting harder, Axel hit the sweet point one more time, causing Roxas to go overboard, coming into his hand and across their chests hard, splashing white fluid everywhere. Roxas' muscles clamped tightly around Axel, squeezing, nearly sending him overboard.

Leaning down, Axel lapped at the stickiness. It tasted sweet, and faintly salty. He pressed his mouth to Roxas' again in a kiss, making him taste himself. Roxas fought back at first, but allowed the intrusion after a bit. Roxas' muscles continuously spasmed, finally sending Axel over the edge as well. With a final thrust, he spilled himself inside of Roxas, causing the younger boy to moan and writhe slightly. Collapsing on top of the smaller boy, Axel panted, then pulled out slowly and rolled off so that he lay next to Roxas.

Sighing and gasping, Roxas pulled himself closer to the tired redhead, dragging himself halfway onto Axel's chest before collapsing with a pleased sigh. Careful not to jostle the comfortable blonde, Axel pulled the blankets up over them, then began to rub Roxas' back with both hands. Positioned like this, both quickly fell asleep.

Eh... I think I could've done better. Wellllll, tell me what you think. I'll try to update as much as possible. Review review review. If you have ideas, lemme know! Will do other pairings IF I get enough requests. No promises! I have a minimum 5 person request! And yes, there will be more Soriku and Zemyx in later chapters. Other characters may be introduced later, depending on complaints/reviews.