Something I wrote for one of the prompts on my list(which can be found on deviantART, my username being MyMidnightLove), hope people like it! Anyway, faves mean nothing without reviews, so comment constructively!!
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Roxas thinks being with Axel is like getting high.
He feels hot, hot, hot, and out of control. Every touch is Fire and Ice at the same time; when he opens his mouth and lets those pretty little hate words fall out, it's like Salvation and Damnation all at once. It's an experience. It's ecstasy rolled up in pain, flying while drowning, the greatest moment of your life on a bad acid trip.
Roxas thinks being with Axel is way better than getting high.
No drug could ever lift him up to the same level as those kisses, cool lips on burning flesh, tongue and teeth all heat and passion. No feeling like those feverish hands all over him, at once demanding and needy, but still so maddeningly calm. The anxiety, the stress, knowing what is to come, but getting nothing; thoughts alone almost enough to push him over the edge.
Roxas thinks being with Axel is way worse than getting high.
Drugs let you down slow, but he drops you fast and hard. The taller they stand, the harder they fall. The teasing that makes him want to rip his own hair out(he could never hurt the other), bringing him right to the line, then leaving him to himself... it was like the other had no heart, no sense of his suffering.
Roxas thinks there must be no better feeling in this world, nothing to rival the heat in the back of his mind, the adrenaline rush, the sheer feeling of danger from willingly jumping into the fire...
He'd do it a million times.