Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, nor it's characters. Unfortunately, I do own this pitiful 428 word ficlet I call a drabble, once a snippet from what I planned to be a psychthriller multi-chap story, now a short and not-so-sweet oneshot. Laziness and Writers Block = Not Good Combination. It's so awkward and cheesy and.. guargh. Remind me to at least get a beta next time. :P
Inspired by my own series of hallucinations and all the angstfiction RokuAku FF has to offer!
Thanks for reading, hope it's not a waste of your time, and concrit is always appreciated. :)
He felt—
Cold.
He could see blond hair and icy blue eyes and… nothing. Empty surrounding him. Chilled hands cupped his frozen cheeks in an embrace he knew didn't exist. They slid down his face, shutting his eyelids, closing gently around his neck. Firmly. Possessively.
His lips parted in a silent scream as--
The boy moved closer.
He knew this, this had to exist. This electrifying fear, the cool breath of his captor against his lips, the soft untainted skin coiled around his neck… He opened his eyes; Yes- No, NO! He could see a faint outline of the bathroom mirror, the sink, the light fog against the shower curtains… No. He was right. The boy was staring at him.
There was a pause as the boy continued to stare, an unreadable expression on his face. There was a sense of vulnerability in the air, and in that moment Axel felt like he held the boy's life in his hands. As if he had the power to control the shaking figure that knelt in front of him. The hands tightened, and the moment was gone.
The pale face moved closer, almost experimentally, and then faltered as a naked grin was revealed, mocking tears falling from the boy's lashes.
Lips captured his and he owned him. Axel bit, and the boy bit back. Axel choked back a sob and the boy shrieked one in his mouth. One hand pulled at Axel's hair, and he felt sweet, sickly blood trickle down his throat. It was everything he didn't want- but he did, and it terrified him. Terrified him but felt so beautifully wrong and amazingly right at the same time. Those blue blue blue eyes were clouded with lust as they parted to breathe, one hand never releasing the hold on his neck. Axel could only gaze back in wonder as the boy leaned forward, whispering four deliciously seductive words in his ear that made him shiver and almost believe.
I don't love you.
A sinner's name was on Axel's tongue as his lips were forcefully claimed once more.
Roxas.
Axel woke with a start, only to realize he was never asleep in the first place.
He was standing, soaking, naked, heart pounding, gasping for air in the middle of his shitty apartment bathroom.
Just an illusion…
He felt warm arms wrap around him and drag him off to the bedroom. If only his lover knew he longed for an embrace that didn't exist.
He woke up to an empty bed beside him.
Axel grinned, and let the fire burn.
To those wondering who this 'mystery lover' is, I made it so it could be any person in the fandom (male or female), but I originally intended it to be Reno from FFVII. Any questions, comments or concrit I'm more than happy to receive and respond to. Thanks a bunchies!
-Axis