Disclaimer: IdonotownSora, Roxas, orAxel. OrOscartheGrouch. Idon'treallywanttoownOscartheGrouch. He'stoo...grouchy. IprefersomeonelikeSora, happyandsmiley. :D
Warnings: HardYaoi, threesome, collars, maiddresses, cussing, swearing... Ifyoudon'tlike, thendon'tread.
Author'snote: Hey! Thisismysecondstorypostedonhere, andithastobethedirtiestthingIhaveEVERwritten. I'mnotevensureifIshouldpostitonhere... Regardless, thisisalsomyfirstthreesome. ThischapterisshortIknow, butthenextoneisWAYlonger. Sobepatient. Thesmuttysmutcomesinthethirdchapter. Therewillbethreechapterstothisstory. Irepeat, THREEchapters. Bytheway, likemycreativevideogametitle? Ithoughtitwasgenius. xDLol. I'mjusttoolazytoactuallycomeupwithaplausiblenameforavideogame. Ireallyenjoyedwritingthisstorysoenjoy! [Insertwittycommenthere]
Rating: M :D
Roxas slowly opened his eyes to see a brunet smiling down at him. Roxas let out a groan, and he rolled over in his extremely soft and comfortable bed, pulling the comforter over his head in a feeble attempt to go back to sleep. But sadly, to his great dismay, the covers were pulled back immediately by a small, tan hand.
"Rooooxxxxaaaassss! Time to wake up!" The blue eyed brunet pounced on the grumpy blond, straddling his waist. How in the world Sora could ever be so fucking cheerful in the morning, Roxas would never know. Roxas himself was just about as happy and cheerful in the morning as Oscar the Grouch. And having the brunet sit on his empty stomach was not helping at all.
"Get your ass off me Sora! You're heavy, and it's too damn early in the morning for this!" Roxas shoved Sora off his lap and smiled when he heard the yelp of surprise leave his brother's mouth when his bottom collided with the ground. Roxas leaned over and laughed when he was met with the sight of Sora rubbing his butt.
"That hurt, Roxas." Sora whined, crossing his arms over his chest while sending Roxas a pout. Roxas' eyes immediately where pulled to his younger (by a few seconds of course, but still younger none the less) brother's mouth. His gorgeous mouth. The very mouth that haunted Roxas' dreams at night. Those inviting lips that Roxas wanted to kiss so badly. They practically begged for Roxas to kiss them until they were red and swollen, gasping for air while Roxas-. Okay Roxas, let's not thing about that right now. If he continued to think like that, he was going to definitely get an erection, and he was not in the mood for a cold shower.
"Rox? Roxas are you alright? Roxas?" Sora's voice floated into Roxas' ears, making him snap out of his...thoughts. Sora was looking at Roxas with obvious worry, making Roxas smile. It felt good to know that Sora cared so much for him.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Roxas ruffled Sora's hair, making Sora smile back at Roxas.
"Alright. If you say so. So Rox, what do you wanna do today? Mum and dad are out on a business trip so it's just us." Sora looked up into his brother's eyes and smiled. He loved Roxas so much. Every time he was around him, heck, even when he just saw him, his heart swelled. It was just that...he didn't love Roxas like a brother. Sora knew it was wrong, Roxas was his brother, his twin. But Sora couldn't help it! He loved absolutely everything about the blond. His hair, his smile, his eyes...Sora's smile fell a little. Sora knew that Roxas would feel disgusted if he told him, he would never talk or look at him again. So instead Sora just kept his feelings to himself, bottled up inside. It hurt, but that didn't matter. As long as Sora was around or near Roxas, he was happy.
"I dunno...we could play some video games or something..." Roxas said, running a hand through his messy blond hair. Roxas slowly pulled the covers back and got out of bed, happy to see that he was wearing pants and a shirt.
"That sounds awesome!" Sora exclaimed, excitedly following Roxas out of the room and into the hallway. The two brother's quickly dashed down the stairs like they did every morning, having an unspoken competition to see who could reach the living room first. At the bottom of the stairs, Roxas began running while Sora slipped on the polished wooden floors because of his socks.
"O-ow...hey! That's not fair.." Sora whined, standing up to rub at his butt for the second time that day, and letting a pout settle on his lips.
"Yes it is. It's perfectly fair." Roxas replied, forcing his eyes away from Sora's mouth to look at his eyes instead.
"You weren't wearing socks and I was. That's not fair." Sora kept his pout firmly in place, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at Roxas- the pout kind of ruined it though.
"Fiiiiiiiiiine. How 'bout we make a bet? If I beat you in Gods of Death and Destruction, then you have to do whatever I tell you to. If you win, I have to do whatever you tell me to. Deal?" Roxas held out his hand with a confident smirk on his face. He watched Sora hesitate for a moment before putting on his own confident smirk.
"You're on, Roxas. Get ready to have your ass kicked." Sora reached out and grasped Roxas' hand in his own. Let the games begin.