Vocabulary One Oh One

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Adjectives, nouns, synonyms are for little kids. Verbs are Axel's favorite kinds of words.

Warning: Language, sexual themes, over use of the f-word

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"Fuck!"

"……..what the hell?" Roxas questioned, rolling over in bed.

"It's my favorite interjection." Axel said plainly, smiling contentedly at the ceiling. Roxas looked at him blankly. Then at the clock. And back to Axel.

"It's 12 fucking 23 a.m. and you're babbling about WORDS?" the blonde asked incredulously, glaring at the ruddy haired male next to him. Was he PLANNING to die?

"It's a good adjective, too. That fucking idiot cut me off!"

"I'll cut YOU if you don't shut the hell up." Roxas grumbled menacingly.

"Awww, Roxy, would you prefer the verb of it?" He asked the blonde seductively, burying his head in the crook of his neck, gently kissing his neck.

"Yes."

"Really? I wasn't expecting that to work, but…"

"Good. Because it didn't. I WANT TO SLEEP. So shut the hell up and go to sleep you little horn dog." Roxas said, turning over onto his side, facing away from Axel, whom made a whining sound like a puppy does.

"It's your damn fault, you know. If you had asked me earlier. But then again why should I have expected you to? You're a stupid man." He added.

"So are you!" Axel said, outraged.

"Not NEARLY as much as you, however. I'm an effeminate man. So, therefore, I am smarter."

"… Roxas?"

"What?"

"… Is it that time of the month again?"

~*~*~*Next Morning*~*~*~

"Morning." Roxas said as Axel walked into the kitchen, rubbing his back.

"My back hurts." He said, pouting.

"Well, how about we go look for a new couch this week?" Roxas said, keeping his eyes on the newspaper.

"How about you let me sleep in our bed?" The other suggested, pouring himself coffee.

"Fat chance." Axel sighed dejectedly, set his cup down and walked over behind Roxas, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy's shoulders.

"What if I told you I was really, really sorry? And that I'm your little… slave… for the next few days?" He said, kissing the flesh behind his ear softly. He smirked lightly as Roxas shivered.

"Nope!"

"What WHY?!" Axel said, slightly flipping out. Roxas stayed silent with naught but a smirk.

"Roxas…" Axel grumbled.

"Oh, I just like torturing you." Roxas admitted. The red head came in front of Roxas, glaring mischievously at him. "Whatever you plan on doing… Don't. You. DARE." Roxas said, glaring, only making Axel smirk wider. They stayed like that for a moment before commotion ensued.

"Axel put me down right now!" Roxas screeched from over the red heads shoulder.

"Okay!" Axel said, dropping Roxas onto their bed, and following.

"You horn dog." Roxas muttered as his boyfriend started feeling him up and down, teasingly playing with his loose t-shirt and boxers.

"YOUR horn dog. Now shut up and verb me."

"…"

"…what?"

"Never mind."