The Jungle
He kept his hood on as Number VII peeled his own back. Icy blue hair poured forth and eyes struck to the side, both acknowledging and ignoring the other's presence.
"Your mission today-"
"C'mon, Sai, you know you want to give me the day off and cover for me," a smooth voice said, smiling by the tone.
"Your. Mission. Today." The other scoffed as Number VII continued. "Take Number XIII to the Deep Jungle and teach him how to recon."
"What?"
"You leave immediately. Number XIII is waiting for you." Saix pulled his hood back up, summoning two portals. One he created for mission transport, one he planned to enter as he turned his back. As he turned around, the other grabbed his shoulder. "You heard correctly. You have six hours."
"Did you put this together?" Number VII shook his hand off and gave a dismissive wave of his hand before stepping into the portal. The other's hood dropped, and brilliant red sprang up.
"So cold when you're being nice to me," Number VIII smirked. He twirled a chakram between his fingers, amused. "About time the kid and me got some alone time." He pulled his hood up, grinning darkly as he walked through the darkness.
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Piercing blue eyes scanned the trees and forest floor below. A shimmer of metal was his only giveaway as he hid up in a thick baobab tree. Out of sheer boredom, he struck the tree trunk, surprised when a few munny spilled from the shattered bark. "Such a strange world…" He heard the familiar sound of a dark portal being opened, and then closing, but no footsteps followed. "He's here?" He shifted position in the tree to get a better look.
"Your keyblade gives you away," a deep voice whispered in his ear. Roxas yelped, jumped a few feet in the air and falling off the branch.
"Waah!" Luckily, the soil was soft enough not to knock him out when he hit the ground. Axel laughed as he jumped down from the branch, flipping his hood back. Roxas sat up, rubbing his head, and then flung the keyblade at Axel, who moved to the side to dodge. Roxas growled as he jumped up to catch the returning blade.
"Hey! Save it for the heartless, won't ya?"
"Jerk!" Blue glared at sparkling green, until the redhead drew closer. Four pale cheeks reddened as Axel wrapped an arm around Roxas' waist and bent him back into a kiss. The keyblade vanished so Roxas could wrap his arms around the taller, hands anchoring into his shoulder blades. Axel pulled back just enough to meet his eyes. Roxas glanced to the side, still conflicted about this secret relationship of theirs. It hadn't been long after he arrived at the Organization that he grew attached to Number VIII, and started to favor missions with the fiery redhead. Even sooner, he learned he was favored equally in return.
"Did you… bring the…," Roxas blushed.
"I did… are you excited?" Roxas nodded. "Ready?" Roxas drew a breath in anticipation as Axel pulled his other hand out from behind his back, revealing two long slender, blue… salty ice cream popsicles. "Awesome!" Roxas grabbed his, lips wrapping around the cold treat.
"I said I'd deliver, didn't I?"
"Took you long enough!"
"Eh, Sai pulled up the Jungle portal, I had to make a few trips."
"I saw a few heartless while I was waiting, already got it memorized," Roxas winked. So cute, Axel thought as he watched Roxas.
"Let's try to find that nice waterfall spot." Axel bit a piece off his ice cream. Roxas walked beside him, too busy enjoying the popsicle to answer. Axel focused on those pink lips that swelled from the cold, moistening and sealing around the blue ice. He left a shining moisture on the treat, swallowed, and then came back for more, licking his mess up and smoothing it out almost obsessively. Axel felt his face reddening and his core heating up. Roxas glanced at him, but he was already looking away, having mastered his timing so Roxas didn't suspect anything too soon. Roxas scoffed. Did he see me? Axel wondered.
"You're lighting the shrubbery on fire." Axel looked back to see a line of ferns burning up.
"Ah, wouldya look at that…"
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Crystal blue water crashed over erosion-dulled boulders at the base of a waterfall, pouring into a calm lagoon and lazy green river. The trees above dangled vines over the two Organization members sitting on a damp, cool rock together, hands just barely touching. "I know why you keep bringing me these popsicle things whenever we have a mission together or time off together," Roxas stated. Axel frowned. Roxas had yet to fully develop emotions; he was still the blank slate every Nobody started as. Axel intended to fix that.
"Really now?" Axel scratched his head through his thick mane of hair nervously.
"Mm-hm." Axel paused, wondering if Roxas was mad about his perversion. Roxas leaned over and grabbed Axel's waist in a hug. "It's because you care. I want you to teach me how to care. How to feel. I know… how. I know it's there. My mind remembers being able to feel."
"I understand." Axel took their popsicle sticks and burnt them to a crisp in a small flame. "I find physical stimulation works pretty well." Roxas smiled at this.
"I like that way of feeling," he said, peering up at Axel. Axel slowly leaned back, and, knowing his partner, Roxas slowly shifted his weight over the taller so he was on all-fours. The thick robes got in the way, but they didn't want to get that far yet.
"I like the feeling I get when I watch you eat those things…" Axel muttered as their lips drew closer. Roxas closed the distance, trying to get used to the flutter in his stomach that started as soon as they touched. Every time was like his first. Two small sparks shocked him at the same time, one right below his stomach, and one under his lip. Then, a light suction and the quietest of wet sounds, forming and breaking of a seal as their lips touched and folded together. Just barely audible above that, he became aware of their breathing next. Axel's breath ran hot against his face, like someone was fanning coals. His own breaths shuddered in anxiety. He was always worried they would get caught. How the hell would they explain this? But Axel never seemed to care. He liked that about Number VIII.
Then the light touches grew in intensity. Soft sounds of suction turned into groans huffed through noses, mouths fighting. Each pair of lips was determined to be harder, faster, louder. They battled and a third weapon joined the war; Axel's tongue darted out, so quick it made Roxas give a light gasp. It was all he needed. Axel lurched forward, pushing his tongue in and running it softly down the now-familiar texture of Roxas' same appendage. Roxas focused on every single sensation, recording it in his mind to go back to for every second when he didn't feel something this strong. In response to the battle ensuing in their mouths, their bodies started to fight. Thick swords lifted, rubbing through their sheaths as Axel thrust himself upwards at Roxas. Roxas groaned, grinding himself down against Axel. Roxas lost the battle up north, withdrawing his lips from Axel's. He took a few panting breaths, his blue eyes glazed over, and looked down at his lover.
"Should we take this inside now?" He asked breathlessly.
"I thought you'd never ask," Axel grinned. "I will help you to feel… everything," Axel promised as he lifted them both off the ground. He walked a short ways to a cave behind the waterfall. Axel had found it on his first recon mission to the Jungle, and he'd finally found a good reason to use it. He sat Roxas down on a soft, moss-covered rock. "I've got a surprise for you. Close yer eyes," he bent over at the waist and poked Roxas in the nose.
"Alright, alright."
"No peekin' now!" Axel waited and waved a hand to make sure. "I'll be right back."
"Gonna leave me in a cave with my eyes closed?"
"Mm, yeah. Don't go nowhere," Axel smirked. Roxas rolled his eyes under his eyelids, crossing his arms and waiting patiently.
After a few minutes, he was getting bored. He started swinging his legs and humming to himself. What's taking him so long… again? He heard something in the cave and turned.
"Axel, I'm trusting you, don't sneak up on me again!" It stopped. "I swear, I won't let you surprise me like this if you try that on me!" Roxas tried to analyze this new feeling, was it fear? But it slipped from his grasp before he could understand it. There was the sound again, but it didn't sound like footsteps. "Axel! Axel, tell me it's you at least or I'm opening my eyes!" He counted to four and opened them, but the part of the cave where the sound came from was pitch black. "Axel?" He slid off the rock, summoning his keyblade so he could use the flash to see. A breeze hit his legs, making him curse the Organization robe uniform, and he jumped. His mind raced with possibilities, but he hoped- was this a new feeling, too? Hope? – it was just Axel. "Axel!" He called down the cave. The sound echoed back. "Number VIII!" He called, hoping to annoy the redhead into talking. He took a few steps further and stopped when he could just barely see. "Axe-aahh!" Roxas cried out as something swept under his feet and knocked him over. It felt like a huge snake, and whatever it was hissed like one too.
Roxas sprang back up, keyblade at the ready, and tried to follow the movement in the shadows. He knew if he called Axel for help, he'd either give away his position to locals or just not be heard over the waterfall. No. This is still a mission, I can handle this. As he thought that, two snakes coiled around his ankles, yanking him further into the depths of the cave. He fell back and his head cracked against the hard floor, stunning him. The keyblade dissolved and he thought he felt himself being dragged. He was moved until he could no longer see any difference between his surroundings and the backs of his eyelids.
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