Characters belong to Disney and Square Enix.

My favorite pairing so I hope I do well on this or shame on me.

Rated: M

Genre: Romance

Sora attempted to watch Cold Case while in bed but that didn't help. What was wrong with him? Nothing, unless you counted Roxas not being by his side to keep him company wrong. He looked at his phone on the pillow besides him, the one Roxas's beautiful face slept on, and reached for it but then pulled his hand away. He'd promised himself he wouldn't bother Roxas by calling him every hour just to hear his voice. Besides, Roxas was probably super busy where he had gone to work this time. He didn't need to be bothered by his anxious boyfriend.

The phone rang startling him so he jumped slightly and answered it without even checking who it was.

"Hello?"

"Sex at my house or yours?" a deep voice holding amusement said and Sora didn't have to look at the name to know who this manic was.

"Fuck off Axel. Quit botty calling me you know how annoying that gets?" Axel laughed on the other end and Sora tugged on one of his cinnamon spikes already getting annoyed. "Why do you call if you know I'll never do it with you?"

"Because you always answer. But no seriously, can I come over to tap that ass?"

Sora hung up on him and dropped the phone back on the pillow. What the hell was wrong with people these days? The phone rang again and he glared at it then answered in a harsh tone.

"Damn it Axel you fucktard! Go get some ass somewhere else!" Axel didn't say anything for a few seconds and when he spoke again Sora blushed realizing it wasn't Axel at all.

"What was that about?" Roxas asked curious and Sora felt his heart beat joyously at his voice.

"Axel was being a slut. So how are things over there not too lonely without me right?" He hoped Roxas would say he was because he certainly was and waited eagerly for Roxas's response. His boyfriend laughed softly and Sora felt his mood go down the drain.

"I did. I'll admit it. It's just that I've had work on my mind more than anything else lately. But, when I get to my hotel room every night I dream of ways to see you." Sora once again felt his spirits rise and got comfy on the bed listening to Roxas. "I could close my eyes to dream and fantasize about you. But whenever I'm not with you it's so hard for me to see that." Sora smiled and pulled his knees close against his chest.

"I think I'd need to remember one of our wilder nights to get the dream I want." Roxas made a small noise of thought and Sora paid close attention.

"I need to see a picture of you. A special picture just for me." Roxas asked and Sora detected some nervousness behind it. What could make Roxas nervous?

"Can you be more specific? Like a first date picture? What do you mean by special?"

"Take a dirty picture for me Sora." Sora's eyes widen at the husky tone Roxas used and looked down at what he was wearing seeing if it was deemed sexy enough for his Roxas. "Whenever you're gone I just want to be with you. Please don't get me wrong I just want to see your picture."

"I'll fantasize about this with you but the way it's never seen." Sora whispered in the phone before setting it down next to him.

"Send a dirty picture to me!" Roxas sounded excited and Sora chuckled.

He lowered his boxers slightly so the edge of his fine hairs were exposed then lifted his muscle shirt with his teeth. He picked up the phone again and snapped a picture of himself showing a hand that seemed to play with the fine hairs of his nether region and send it to Roxas fixing his clothes again once the little envelope popped up on the screen.

"Sora you'd make a good whore." Sora laughed at that but didn't deny it nor when Roxas wanted another one.

Now Sora decided he might as well go all the way and licked two of his fingers till they caught the lights gleam on them and took a picture of himself licking the tips in a seductive way. He send that along and kicked off his boxers while he waited for Roxas's response.

"When you're all alone Roxas I've got something to give you. We can play along if I take a dirty picture for you." He rested back against the headboard and spread his legs so his hand could make its way through.

He was already reaching behind himself to stretch his entrance and shivered at the sudden coldness that invaded his insides. If it had been Roxas doing this he would have rammed his ass back against his fingers wanting to move on to the better things.

"You don't know HOW bad I want to be there. Damn it Sora." It sounded like Roxas said that through gritted teeth and Sora could only guess why.

Sora moaned when his fingers found his prostate and rubbed at it imagining it was Roxas who was doing this so he moaned the blond's name. His fingers fumbled with the phone's buttons as his mind was more concentrated on pleasuring himself then snapping a picture and clumsily took it. He looked at it first before sending it and thought the rosy color over his cheeks and his slightly a gape mouth with Roxas name on his tongue would excite Roxas. This made three and he hoped there would be only four because he was ready to get himself off.

"Sora…You're making me horny. Damn I wish work was over with so I could be pleasuring you instead!"

"Ah, Roxas!" He let the phone slip out of his hold as he stroked himself to a stand bringing it to full hardness. He probably should have chosen to do this someplace else like in the bathroom because he'd made a mess on the bed and over his abdomen. The sticky white fluid stained the sheets and he dipped his fingers on what was over his stomach as he panted. It felt so warm.

"Sora?" Roxas asked quietly and then groaned probably touching himself as well to his images and voice.

"Oh. Almost forgot." He searched for the phone lazily and took the final picture of himself with the evidence around him making it dirtier.

"When I get back, I'll make you go through the same pleasure over and over again until you pass out." Roxas's voice sounded out of breath and he made a deep noise that sounded like a strained moan. "You won't be walking for a week."

"Looking forward to it." Sora said before hanging up and deciding to go to sleep. The shower could wait. He had his dirty picture of Roxas in mind already.

My idea for this came from the song Dirty Picture by Ke$ha and Taio Cruz.