WARNING: YAOI & MASTURBATION

This is a total lemon-scented smut akuroku story. If that's your thing, enjoy! If not, you know the way out.

Author's Note: Sorry to all of those who are reading my story "See Ya Buddy" I haven't had Internet for almost three weeks! Luckily, it's back and so am I. Next chapter will be coming out ASAP! Until then, here's part one of a smutty two shot! Enjoy :)

Axel was my best friend. We'd known each other since we were just little kids. We did everything together: homework, shopping, just hanging out, hell we even took baths together when we were just tiny little things. Of course I'd seen every inch of him. I'd seen him completely naked dozens of times before, we were really close- it didn't really bother us. So why was I so turned on the second he took off his shirt?

I looked at that lean torso I had laid eyes on a thousand times before and found myself unable to look away. He looked so masculine since his muscles had become so well defined. As wild of a color as his infamous spikes may seem, the color is 100% natural, I know that for a fact... Lately, I've been feeling weird around Axel. When ever he doesn't have a shirt on, or he jokes around by calling me cute, I get all flustered. And right now, as I'm blatantly watching my best friend change, I'm getting so turned on.

"You alright Roxie?" I immediately snapped out of my hormone-driven trance and blushed deeply.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." I fumbled with my words and adverted my gaze from his. "I'll be right back." And with that, I booked it to the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. My tired body leaned against the wooden door and I huffed a sigh. I shuffled over to the mirror and stared at my reflection. What the hell is wrong with me?

My pants had constricted painfully tight as my erection grew from the accidental strip tease Axel provided. Why is this happening to me? I popped open my pants button and let my stiffened length free. My hand roamed down my torso and to my inner thigh, massaging it gently. My fingers locked around my shaft as my thumb firmly slid along the slit. I winced in pleasure, imagining that it wasn't my hand. No, a different person came to mind whenever I touched myself like this. I breathed him name as my hand pumped faster. "Ah- Axel!" I pictured his strong hands touching every inch of my skin. I imagined what he would taste like, what faces he would make when he would fuck me, how good it would feel to have Axel inside me. All of a sudden, I felt empty. My free hand reached behind me and pressed against my entrance. Pushing past the ring of muscle, I inserted a single finger. Then two, then three. But they weren't long enough, and they weren't Axel. I groaned in frustration and slammed myself down onto my fingers. An immense feeling of pleasure rushed through me as my fingers rammed into my prostate. My jaw fell slack and I unintentionally screamed in euphoria. "Ah!" I breathed his name again and continued to imagine him doing these dirty things to me. "Axel..."

"Roxas?" I yelped in surprise as a familiar voice echoed through the the plain white walls of my bathroom. When the hell did he open the door?! I scrambled to tuck my still-hard dick into my pants as Axel peered down at me clearly confused. God, I wanted to curl up in a ball and die right about now... "What was all that about, Rox?" He seemed just as shocked as I was to have been caught doing... Well the things I was doing... I stammered for a moment. What the hell was I supposed to say? That he drove me crazy? That every second I'm with him makes me lust for him more? That I'm in love with him? No. That's absurd. Axel would never feel the same. A man that practically embodied sex on legs would never fall for an awkward kid like me.

"I was just uh..." I looked anywhere but his piercing emerald eyes.

"Just what, Rox? Jerking off to me?" His words weren't filled with the disgust I'd imagined. It was more like confusion.

"No! I mean... No, I-I wasn't! No..." Oh god he's gonna hate me. He'll never feel comfortable around me again.

"Really? So that wasn't my name that you were just moaning?" A mischievous smirk spread across his lips as he took a step toward me. "Not my body that you were picturing as you touched yourself?" Another step closer. "And it wasn't your hand that you mentally replaced with mine?" My face blushed deep red. Axel heard me moaning his name! I really fucked everything up this time, haven't I?

"Ax, I'm sorry. I'm so, so, so sorry. I just- I mean I..." I scratched at the back of my head sheepishly as I fumbled with my words. The small room fell silent as I mentally began kicking my own ass for being so god damn stupid.

"Are you in love with me?" His tone was uncharacteristically serious. I swallowed the dry lump in my throat and locked my eyes onto his.

"Yes." I gathered the courage to answer honestly without stuttering like some teenage girl. My confidence quickly faded, however, and I couldn't bring myself to hold his gaze.

As I stared at the floor, I noticed another pair of feet come into my ranged field of vision. I looked up to see Axel standing uncomfortably close with a goofy smile plastered on his face. His big warm hand reached up to grab my chin and forced me to meet his gaze. He only said one word before he crashed our lips together. "Good."

P.S. Chapter titles are songs whose lyrics match the story.