disclaimer; so yeah. i don't own kingdom hearts. if i did, there would be a lot less fighting and a lot more sexing.
It was unfair, really, the way that the blonde's skin glistened in the bright late afternoon sun.
The boy had just flopped down onto a lawn chair, exhausted from the thirty or so rounds of dance dance revolution he and his best-friend-turned-something-more had just played. And God, did Roxas' shirtless chest really have to look that good heaving up and down?
Axel only had so much self-control, and what little he had was soon shattered.
Roxas had known Axel for more than enough time to understand his... impulsive tendencies, so it really shouldn't have come as a shock that when a drop of sweat rolled right between Roxas' oh, so tantalizingly toned abs, just begging to be licked up...
The redhead smiled a very feral smile that the blonde didn't see, conveniently having his eyes closed.
Then there was a gasp, a smack, and "Axel!"