A depressing little thing I wrote for AkuRoku day... also on my lj, thatnobodygrrl
His skin looks so beautiful in the moonlight, drenched in its own blood.
I would attack him time again, cut him open, strip his flesh to ribbons every night just to see him like this. Gorgeous. His cloak is already gone, I ripped that off long ago, and down his chest run rivers of life, life, life.
"Why, Roxas?" He pants out, and oh, how I love the sound of his labored breathing in the still night. So finite. So beautiful.
"Axel." I loathe the sound of my voice but beg for the sound of your name; what a contradiction I am. You don't seem to register anything anymore. You reach for me, a blind man reaching for the sun, not knowing that it's already night.
My weapons stay firm in my grasp, but I allow myself to fall into yours, feeling the blood I so adore soaking into my shirt and sticking to my skin. My clean, unmarred skin. I wonder if you still know who I am, lost as you are.
Your weak hands claw their way up my back and into my hair, staining it, matting it down, desperately grasping for purchase on your slippery slope. You find none with me. Not anymore.
"Roxas." It's more of a choke than a whisper. I so loathe the sound of my name but beg for the sound of your voice.
"Roxas." Your words are blood to my shoulder, you bleed all over me, staining me with yourself in a way so intimate and so unfamiliar I almost fear it.
I kiss the blood off your mouth, clean your throat and neck with long, languid strokes of my tongue, spread the mess over your torso like a second shirt with my hands. You will never know how beautiful you are to me.
As you fall, I watch the light fade from your eyes and the darkness spiral around you, pulling you away, fading you away.
You will never know how beautiful you are to me.
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