Second chapter, enjoy. And thanks for the reviews! 3
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An immediate burst of laughter emitted from the blonde, watching Axel flip backwards off his chair. Roxas was laughing so hard it was getting hard to breathe, but he was able to calm himself down at least enough to grab the water off the table and kneel down next to his friend. " H-here, " He said, holding it out, and still trying to regulate his breathing.
" But honestly... you have the best reactions ever, " He said with a slight laugh and a smile. He couldn't have thought of a better way for someone to react to what he had said. " And yeah, I probably should have waited until you were done to say that, " He said, sitting down on the tiled floor next to him. " But you weren't expecting me to say that. " he said with a grin; it was always fun to see what the redhead would say or do to things he never expected him to say or do.
" You didn't get hurt when you fell, did you? " If he had, he'd feel pretty guilty and try to make it up to him. He was sure the both of them were in enough pain already, and didn't need more added on. And that tiled floor was hard. He knew that from experience. By now, he was breathing properly and his laughter had died down. " You should know when I'm joking by now, Ax. "
He mentally noted the flush on his cheeks, now that he was closer to him to see it. He shook the thought from his mind, deciding that it was most likely from the choking. Although now he had the mental image of a blushing Axel. How cute.
Taking the glass and draining most of it the red head took a deep breath, letting it out in a whoosh and relaxing when he didn't go into a coughing fit. "Thanks for laughing at my pain," he mumbled, handing the glass back to sit up more. His head took quite the beating on the way down and he wouldn't mind an Advil for the throbbing.
Cocking his head at Roxas at the sudden concern the red-head couldn't help a smirk. "Yeah, I fell right on my ass - wanna kiss it better?" Even with his face full of ink and the back of his head being tap-danced on by leprechauns Axel couldn't resist an opening to tease the other - even when it wasn't so much teasing as an invitation. And what was it that made Roxas say such a thing? The shock factor, the green-eyed teen figured a moment later. It wasn't like the blond wanted him to drop his pants.
"Come on, help me up." Slender fingers were held in front of blue eyes as Axel demanded to be helped. It was more an excuse for some contact (they hadn't touched since the got in - a no-no, in Axel's book) than an actual need to be helped; he could ignore the slowly fading ache in the middle of his wild hair.
"I think I deserve to be treated to some ice cream after that." He brightened a bit. "Hey, you can still have ice cream! We should go for some after you have something to eat." Axel couldn't help a smirk, adding, "Or at least, until you blend something to drink for dinner."
A smile graced the blond's lips as he took the glass from his friend, standing up to set it on the table. " You would have laughed too if you had seen yourself. " He pointed out, looking down on the redhead, effectively swallowing another snicker.
Roxas blanched at the comment the redhead made, blinking at him before realizing that it was said as a joke. A smile graced his lips, letting out a soft snicker. " Yeah, you wish. " he replied lamely, reaching his hand out to help Axel up. As soon as his fingers wrapped around his hand to pull him up, warmth enveloped his cold hand immediately. The redhead was always warm, the heat basically always radiating and rolling off of his skin. It was refreshing and always nice to be in contact with him.
" Yeah, see, I would pay you back with ice cream if I had any money. But y'know, I don't because I used it on a piercing, " he drawled out as he attempted at helping the lanky redhead up. The mention of the piercing caused his tongue to throb painfully, as if it knew it was being spoken about. The throbbing sensation caused him to remember the Advil. " Oh, hey, did you want some Advil? I had forgotten to offer you some when I took it out. "
Using his strength and gravity to his advantage Axel let the other struggle for a bit before pulling sharply. The end result was be a bundle of freshly-pierced blond and Axel wrapped his arms around the other, chuckling near Roxas' ear. "Why Roxy, you just can't keep away from me, hm?" Now this was more like it. He preferred the Axel/Roxas cuddle time as opposed to the blond being dozens of steps away.
And y'know, the headache seemed like a distant memory with Roxas all nice and snug against him. "I suppose I could treat the two of us to some salty-sweet goodness," he mused, face still half-buried in Roxas' hair. "As I'm guessing you've gone through your supply of emergency ice cream here. I'll want a favor, though."
Were it not for the cold seeping through his pants and ache developing in his bum Axel wouldn't have minded sitting on the floor all night. The blond was really too hard to resist, even with that tongue in his mouth. Eventually though he relaxed his grip, allowing the other to rise before moving to get up himself. "Do you have soup or something here? Or we can just get some in a cup from the coffee shop then go for ice cream afterward." Axel watched Roxas' lips and not his eyes as he spoke without really realizing it, waiting for the appearance of said tongue.
The sudden tug on his arm was enough to make him squeak as he landed promptly in the redhead's lap. With arms wrapped around his small form snugly, he was sure the flush on his face was quite visible. Roxas was slightly flustered and at a loss for words, like he always was when the two were cuddling like this. He never did want to move, but of course with them sitting on the floor it got uncomfortable. He resisted the urge to pout and whine softly as he was released and allowed to stand. He moved to let Axel stand as well.
" A favor? " he questioned, at last finding his voice now that he wasn't so close. He didn't notice him staring at his mouth as the tiny glisten of silver flashed as he spoke. His shoulders rose and fell in a small, slight shrug. " Yeah okay. Just name it then. As for my emergency stash.. yeah, Hayner and Pence ate a few of them the last time they were over. " He explained to him with a slight frown. Whenever the two mentioned were over, which was becoming less frequent I might add, they all ate the salty-sweet tasting ice cream like it was nothing. They had gotten into his 'emergency stash' last week, leaving none left.
He paused before stalking over to one of his cupboards, pulling it open with a small gesture and peering into it, easily spotting the soup cans that remained. " Yeah, I'll heat up some soup here and we'll go. " He replied, grabbing a can and beginning to open it. Thankfully it was the quick kind where you could just heat it in the microwave for five minutes and it was done. After said amount of time, he took the soup from the microwave and brought it to the table, beginning on drinking it up. It wouldn't take long, as it was only soup.
At hearing the names the red-head frowned, expression not pleased. "I see," he grumbled, making his way up onto his feet and uprighting the chair he'd fallen off of before plopping down into it. 'The Gang,' as Roxas had tended to call them, were his competition for the blond's attention. If it wasn't for the group of blockheads then he would have all of Roxas's free time rather than having to share the target of his affections with others.
In other words, The Gang was his enemy.
As for that favor...Axel found himself distracted once again when Roxas settled down with his soup, watching the boy eat. They had both expressed their desire for wanting to try kissing someone with a tongue ring - maybe he could push for that? They were friends, he thought, and it wasn't like it'd be weird as it would be trying it with a stranger. After all, it was better trying something new with someone you know rather than embarrassing ones self with someone they have the potential of seeing.
The thought, though giving him slight hope in asking for his 'favor,' was quite depressing as well. I can laugh it off if he looks pissed, he thought absently, chin propped in his hand and gaze following that of the ever-elusive tongue. But if not... Well, he wouldn't let himself think of that - always look on the worse side of things so that when they happened, you weren't disappointed. It wasn't as if Roxas had ever shown any interest in him at all.
Seeing the last of the soup disappear between plump lips Axel rose to his feet, stretching until several joints popped pleasantly. "Alright - you can do the dishes later," he said, already walking for the front door. "We'll get some for your stash, too - and don't let those jerk-offs whore it all away next time. Got it memorized?"
The blond male stood, moving over to the sink as he placed his empty bowl in the sink. He retrieved the glass on the table, re-filling it with water as he quickly rinsed his mouth. He nodded as he joined his redhead, moving back over to the door. He flicked the lights off as he went. He hadn't planned on doing the dishes then anyways.
" Yeah, I won't, " he agreed, smiling softly as he slipped his shoes on, his favorite checkered converse. This time, he remembered how chilly it was and pulled a long, fluffy, white scarf from the closet; wrapping it loosely around his shoulders.
He could tell that Axel didn't like his other friends. He didn't know why, but that was mainly the reason he had been hanging out with them less. They had only been hanging out the week before because they had dropped by - totally not Roxas' choice. If it had been, he would have been with Axel rather than with them. But they were still kinda fun. Olette was more understanding than Hayner and Pence.
He'd choose Axel over them any day, though. He was much more fun and just an interesting person to be around; well, that, and considering the fact of his growing feelings towards him. He moved towards the door, snatching the keys from the table and opening it for the redhead. " Alright, well let's go then. " He said with a smile, watching him. " But are you gonna tell me what the favor is? " He inquired, curious.
If Roxas were to ask why the red-head didn't like his friends he would have told him because they were idiots. It was close enough to the truth for him the story he would have stuck with come hell or high water. It wasn't normal for a friend to be jealous of another's other friends, right? Roxas would just look at him as a freak.
Shoving his feet into his own sneakers and donning his striped scarf once again Axel left the jacket, feeling quite warm as he was. The air was crisp enough to sting a little when he breathed in too deeply but refreshing and the lack of a breeze would keep him comfortable enough. Out on the sidewalk it didn't take long for him to loop one lanky arm through one of the blond's, beginning their hip-bumping walk once again.
"Maybe I want you to feel a bit of suspense first," he drawls, wagging his eyebrows at the blond. Really, he was just waiting for the right moment. Should he wait until they were joking about, spirits high? Or should he wait for one of their quiet moments when they seemed to just meld into one mind and mummer his request in the other's ear? Axel needed to think.
The trip to the ice cream parlor was shorter than that from the tattoo place to Roxas's home, each carrying their own sea-salt ice cream and Axel a bag with a container of the stuff. "This should get you over for the night," he joked as he purchased the gallon carton, paying with his second to last twenty before ushering his blond out into the chilled air. "Do I still have some clothes over at your place or should we swing by my house? 'Cause there's no way I'm wearing the same thing two days in a row," he drawled, tongue flickering over his ice cream.
Hip bumping slightly against his own, Roxas had come to not notice such a movement anymore. He welcomed the arm looped through his own arm as they walked, once again not paying attention to where they were walking ( although he knew the way by heart of their destination ).
His bottom lip protruded slightly in a small pout as he stared up at his redheaded friend. " I don't like being in suspense though! Just tell meeee. " He whined softly, something Axel made him do a lot when he wouldn't tell him something. His thoughts were pulled away as they reached the ice cream place, buying the salty-sweet delight.
The blue ice cream stick was placed between his lips as he licked away at it, quickly and easily turning his tongue blue. Well, at least it was able to numb his tongue a little. He smiled at the joke the lanky male had made. " No, you figure? " He said with sarcasm as his eyes traveled down to the gallon box of ice cream he had bought. "You didn't have to buy a whole gallon of the stuff. " He said with a slight chuckle, biting off a corner of the ice cream.
He was silent as he thought, quietly eating his ice cream before nodding in reply. " Yeah, I'm pretty sure there's some at home. " He remembered finding some of the taller male's clothes as he was doing his laundry the other night. And admittedly, they had still vividly smelled of the redhead. Again he found himself distracted by his tongue, sharp-looking, as it flicked out against the ice cream.
Laughing lightly at the tone Axel hummed low, sucking absently on the end of his ice cream. He had wondered at first if the salty part would aggravate Roxas's piercing but seeing the blond going at it as normal he figured it was fine. "You're so cute when you beg," he said lightly though it wasn't a joke. He would love to have the other begging him, flushed and panting and-
Pushing away the wayward thoughts Axel shrugged. "Maybe I'm saving it for something good. It'll come out in due time." Eyes falling to his friend's ice cream and the way it disappeared between those tempting lips Axel licked his own, gaze turning thoughtful. "Hey, we've known each other forever, right?" The words were out before he could really think about it and he couldn't take them back so he plowed on.
"So let's say - I do something stupid. Stupider than usual," he cut in dryly, sending Roxas a Look. "That really, really pisses you off. Like, I dunno - knock out all of Hayner's teeth or something." He knew that Roxas didn't understand his annoyance towards his other friends and he could care less of what they thought of him himself. "Would you hate me? Like - forever?"
Maybe, depending on the other's answer, he could find the courage that he needed (That he usually had, save for when it came to his little blond) to act. Though he doubted that would ever happen a guy could dream, right? And he could always laugh it off as a joke or prank or - or something that wouldn't ruin what they have. Right?
The pout on his lips remained as he listened to him laugh. Cute when I beg? Hmm. " Saving it for something good? " He parted pouty lips to bite off more of the salty-sweet ice cream, swallowing it and going silent again. He normally left the talking to Axel, and he would reply to him or just simply listen.
So his head bobbed slightly as he nodded to the question; they hadn't been friends since forever, but long enough to call it that. But why did he need to ask that? The blond wracked his brain, but the redhead carried on before his mind could wrap around a thought.
Roxas stopped, looking up at Axel with an odd expression. What was he getting at? He should already know the answer to that, regardless. He didn't even hesitate in the slightest before replying, " No, I could never hate you. For reasons, that you should know. " Even if he did do something like that, he found it hard to hate him. He had tried being mad at him once before, but it hadn't lasted very long.
He doubted there was anything the redhead could do to make him so ticked off to the point that he'd hate him. But now, he was slightly curious. " Why? " He eyed him, feet still planted to the spot as he looked up at him. His ice cream had been forgotten, it melting and dripping over his fingers.
The question brought up his own thoughts; what if, just what if, he himself found enough courage to tell him how he actually felt? What if he acted on impulse and just kissed him? So, he found his lips moving before his mind could register the words. " Well, what if I did something to piss you off? " He retorted, watching his bright, mawsitsit eyes. " Would you hate me? " he repeated his question back at him.
For reasons I should know? When he thought about it, Axel figured it was for the whole saving blondie's sweet-ass way back when. He hadn't really thought much of the act at the time - Axel never took kindly to those who used their size and strength to push around other and Roxas was about as frail as you made 5-year-olds. He still was hardly heavy enough to keep from being bowled over by a strong wind but he'd gained some backbone hanging around Axel and learned not to take any BS from anyone. Except the red-head, of course.
Shrugging at the infamous 'why' Axel smirked around his ice cream. "Maybe I've been considering rearranging your 'other buddies' teeth." It wasn't so much Pence and Olette that got to him as Hayner. The two brunets were somewhat easy to push over but the spiky-haired blond had a bad attitude and flapping jaws that just ground on every nerve Axel had. Too bad he didn't have the muscle to back up most of his claim. Axel bit back a grin as memory of one of Hayner's encounters with Seifer's squad popped into mind. He hated both blonds with a passion but sure did get a kick out of watching the two beat the crap out of each other.
Having his question directed at him took the red-head off guard. Axel frowned, sucking his ice cream down to the stick before tossing it absently in a corner-side trash can. "Roxas, if I could only stay mad at you for a total of five minutes after you rolled my board under a train I doubt anything you could do would piss me off that much." It had been a brand new one that his uncle had gotten him for his birthday and of course he went running to Roxas's place as soon as he had it. True, the blond had gotten much better at boarding since then but at the time it had been his first time on one. In truth Axel was more upset that his friend could have been the one under the train had he nod fallen off some-odd feet before hitting the tracks.
Green orbs flickered over to his blond friend, noticing the sad state of his sticky treat with a snort. "Jeez Rox, pay attention, would you?" Reaching out to take a hold of the sticky hand by the wrist Axel brought it up, tongue flicking out to lick a trail from the back of the blond's palm to the second knuckle, then up to the melting tip of the bar. The cool liquid was quite a contrast between Roxas's warm hand under his tongue and Axel allowed himself a moment to savor before letting him go, leering down at the smaller male. "Now you've got my cooooooooooooties. Guess you won't be wanting that ice cream anymore, hmm?"
In truth, Hayner could be more annoying than most times. He was stubborn, and you simply just had to deal with him. There was no other way around it. But it shouldn't concern him if he wanted to knock his teeth out - for, whatever reason. But wait, now he was curious about that. " Wait, you barely say two words to the guy, and you've never hung out with him. Why would you say that? " Although, he probably could say it was because of all the things he complained about to Axel about him.
A small smile graced his lips at his reply; so then they were both the same in that sense. It was just something he couldn't imagine in his mind, being positively mad at him to the point that he hated him. He wanted to point out that the skateboard incident was minor compared to other things, but he instead swallowed the comment when Axel moved.
He watched as he grabbed his hand, noticing now the ice cream melting over his hand. Blue eyes widened as he felt his warm tongue slide across his hand, licking the salty-sweet trails. Of course, such a thing made his face turn absolutely red as he just continued to watch. He had to quickly turn his face away, starting on ahead so Axel couldn't and wouldn't be able to see his face. " G-good going, you ruined a perfectly good bar..., " He stammered softly to him as his feet carried him.
Even so, he switched hands with the ice cream to wipe his hand on his pants, wet with the redhead's saliva. He still brought the blue bar to his lips, taking another bite and munching on it as he stared ahead. He was hoping the cool ice cream would put his warm temperature down some. " Cooties are for kids.., " He mumbled again in response; he stopped believing in 'cooties' a long while ago, although he knew he was just kidding.
" The ice cream is fine. " He said softly in reply as he crossed the street back towards his place. He was determined for him to not catch sight of the flush still pinkened on his cheeks, slightly afraid he would get suspicious.
Axel shrugged. "I'm good at reading people - he comes off as a douche." It was a combination of the stolen Roxas-time along with the spats that the two got into from time to time. Not to mention the looks that he gave Roxas (quite similar to the ones Seifer gave Hayner and Axel himself sent to his little blond bombshell) whenever the blond was around. Axel was tempted to confront the jerk-off about it but was afraid of being pulled out of hiding at the same time, so left it be. For the moment.
Pouting Axel heaved a sigh. "Darn, guess that doesn't work on you anymore, huh?" He never really wanted to ice cream in the first place. It just gave him a reason to do to the blond as he wanted under the pretense of something else. His lips still tingled from where they had brushed against the sun-kissed skin and he could taste Roxas on the tip of his tongue, something that he wouldn't be forgetting for a long, long time (or ever, if left up to him).
He was almost hoping that Roxas tripped and fell. Not to see the other hurt in any way, mind you; in his mind the result would be an ice cream covered Roxas who'd need cleaning up. And Axel would be more than happy to oblige, using his tongue over the curves and crevices that he'd so far only imagined seeing, let alone touching or tasting.
The walk back to Roxas's place was short enough, Axel making a bee-line for the kitchen to stick the extra ice cream into the back of the freezer. "Hey, where is everyone? Your mom's usually here, at least." He knew that Sora spent every waking moment glued to that silver-haired beauty queen - not that he could blame the boy, Sir Smirk, as Axel had dubbed the teen, had a great body - but it wasn't often that it was just the two of them alone in the blond's home.
The last of his ice cream bar vanished in his mouth as he finished it off, putting the stick in the garbage as they entered the house. By now, the flush across his cheeks had died down to a soft pink, barely noticeable. He moved into the kitchen, following after the redhead and moving over to the sink. He took their dirty dishes, placing them in the dishwasher instead of washing them by hand. He'd do the pan later, when there was more dishes to do. He leaned against the counter, watching Axel.
" I told you already, my mom went out. I think she said she was gone for the night. " He shrugged. It was good, he liked having the house to himself. " And Sora, well. He's obviously with Riku. " It wasn't a secret to him that his spikey-haired brother liked the platinum blond. They normally told each other those kinds of things, but it hadn't come as a surprise. It was obvious, before his brother told him. That was the reason he always hung around with him; well, and that they were friends since birth, basically. He and Riku never got along too well, however.
" So we have the house to ourselves, " He commented with a smile, lips having a slight blue tint to them from the ice cream. His thoughts wandered back to the favor Axel wanted of him as he watched him put the ice cream in the back of the freezer. " Are you going to tell me the favor you wanted? " Roxas really was too persistent of a person, and rather curious at times.
"I didn't think you meant all night," he mummered, talking more to himself than to the blond. He didn't bother taking a seat, instead propping his hip against the counter as Roxas moved about. Now that they were fed and sugared-up it left a handful of options left that didn't require leaving the house; games, TV or homework. The later left a sour taste in his mouth and Axel chewed at the corner of his lower lip, humming thoughtfully.
"So, what now? I'm a guest - entertain me," he commanded, a smirk twitching at his lips. Actually, he could think of a few more things that didn't require leaving the house - it didn't require clothing, either. And there was still the issue of his favor from the blond. Should I hang on to it for a while, or spring it later? Though if I waited too long he'd probably get suspicious..
Pushing himself up and away from the counter as Roxas finished with the dishes the red-head rolled a shoulder. "I'm still thinking of it." he drawled, arching a brow at the other. There's other ways I can use that favor. "Though if you're gonna rush me I might just ask you to parade around in that outfit I know your little girlfriend got for you."
Axel hadn't the pleasure of seeing the outfit in person but was good at being in the right place at the right time. Roxas and Sora had been in a shouting match one day and the brunet let slip about a lacy little number he had stumbled upon once in Roxas's room. Axel had backed out and laid low until the fight had died down but stored the little tid-bit of information away for later use. Now was as good a time as any.
Great, the flush was back. His lip stuck out in a pout, furrowing his brow as well. How did he know about the frilly dress piece stuffed far into his closet? Curse that petite blonde girl. " She isn't my girlfriend.., " He scowled at the redhead. " And there are reasons I have that. " Reasons, that he didn't want to go into detail about. But basically.. well, that girl was evil. We'll leave it at that.
" Maybe I'll force that thing on you, " He countered, but was now filled with mental images of the redhead in the clothing. It would be way too small on him, since it barely fit he himself. And, Axel was much taller than him. He immediately pushed the sexual thoughts out of his mind, before his mind got out of hand.
A smile tugged at his lips now as a thought came to his mind. " Entertain you, hm? " He repeated, moving away from the counter as he swallowed, moving over close to Axel. His arms slipped around his waist as he looked up at him, azure eyes sparkling. " And how would you like me to entertain you? Is this entertainment enough? " He teased, making himself taller by standing on his tippy toes. He was close to his face now - god he was trying to resist himself. He wanted to see what he'd do in reply to it, but it wasn't like he was trying to get him to notice how he liked him. He was meaning it as a joke, however much that wasn't true.
Axel laughed outright at the declaration, shaking his head. "Even if it's loose on you I'd have a hell of a time squeezing into it." It wasn't an insult on the other's size - Axel liked 'em small and defiant. He found the mental image of himself squeezed into a little maid's outfit to be quite hilarious; he could even see some 10-inch hooker boots on his legs, if he thought long enough. On Roxas, though...
Pulled out of his thoughts as a bundle of warm blond curled into his arms Axel blinked, hands moving to the smaller male's hips instinctively as he had a silent mental breakdown. Shit. Does he realize what he's doing? It wasn't as if they didn't touch, run into or curl up against each other all the time but this was different; there was a whole other tone to it. Swallowing hard he tried looking away but his eyes stayed glued to those baby blues, drawing closer, closer...
Axel was moving forward before he could think and it was with a split-second realization on what he was starting to do that he tilted his head just so, bumping their foreheads and noses together rather than their lips. "What exactly is it you're offering?" God, he could practically taste the salty-sweet residue on the boy's lips, no more than several millimeters of space separating them.
Breath hitched in his throat when he noticed Axel was moving closer to his lips. Shit, this isn't supposed to happen, but.. But he couldn't pull away. Their noses touching slightly, his forehead against his, and their lips only a few millimeters apart... this wasn't happening. No, he was just going along with him, yeah. Going along with the joke, because Axel was smart like that and had noticed he was just trying to joke.
Right?
His eyes stared into mawsitsit colored ones, bright and alluring, unable to draw away. He swallowed, hard. He knew that even the slightest movement of his face would cause their lips to meet. And he wanted to, so bad, to just let himself kiss him senseless. So he didn't know why he suddenly let go of the lanky male, pushing them apart. He still stood in front of him, though he let his head drop to stare at his feet; his face being rather red again.
He cleared his throat softly, " How's some t.v? " He asked, tone soft and trying to get away from the thought that he had actually just tried to kiss him. He moved now, feet softly moving out of the kitchen and to the living room. Sitting himself down on the middle of the couch, a hand moved to rub gently at his warm cheeks, in attempts to cool them down.
A chicken. He had just pussied out on kissing the guy he's crushed on for who knows how long. Well, possibly. Axel could have been joking too. In fact, he was certain he had just been playing along. Because, it was just too good to be true to have him like him back.
Eyes locked on to the blond's Axel's world stopped, scarcely breathing. He saw a flicker of - of something behind those beautiful blue depths. And then he was moving away, the warmth replaced with a chill that made the red-head wrap his arms around himself, biting down on the inside of a cheek to check his disappointment. Damn.
"Yeah, sounds good to me," he said lightly instead, following behind his friend. It could have been just wishful thinking but did he see longing reflected in those eyes? Maybe even some desperation? Lust? It was something to think about, to say the least, and though Axel wasn't the most patient of sorts he could muster up all he needed when it came to the sensitive blond.
Taking up a corner of the couch Axel stretched one leg out against the back of the couch, nudging his friend. "Hey, it's cold - come over here," he said softly, opening an arm as well. It wasn't unusual for them to curl up together so he wasn't going to act any differently now. And maybe having the other closer to him would make it easier to sort what he needed to.
Small hand reached for the remote as the redhead seated himself in the corner of the couch, flicking it on and turning the volume to a lower level. He turned it to a random channel, settling back and watching the screen to distract himself from Axel.
He blinked, looking over at him when he was nudged with his foot. He hesitated at the command, but eventually moved to crawl along the couch towards him. Axel was acting like nothing had just happened, so he would too. Although that didn't mean the scene wasn't replaying itself in his mind over and over again. He was going to beat himself up over about chickening out like that for a bit, he knew.
He came close to the redhead, curling up against him - cold my ass, he could feel the heat radiating off of him. But he wasn't complaining, he was able to cuddle up with Axel. His arms rested around him, head leaned against his shoulder. This wasn't awkward for either of them, since they curled up together and cuddled a lot. " You can turn it to what you want, " He murmured softly as he watched the tv.
He breathed in, savoring the smell that was Axel. It was always pleasant, something like.. cinnamon. It made him smile, since it matched him well. And, he was always very comfy. He was like a nice pillow, that he could just fall asleep on. Mind you, that isn't something he hasn't done already. He's fallen asleep on him a few times before.
Axel wouldn't have found it odd if the teen next to him started softly snoring away after a while. The red-head himself found himself stay up whenever Roxas and he had their sleep overs and cuddle times - when the blond was sleeping, he was free to take in as much as the boy as he wanted. Axel knew every curve and bump of Roxas' face and had even attempted to count those golden lashes (he reached thirty-seven one time before his friend yawned and shifted, causing the red-head to nearly have a stroke as he pretended to be sleeping all along).
An arm wrapping around Roxas' shoulder Axel took over the remote, nodding. "Got it." He didn't really want to watch anything but it would give his fingers something to do and his eyes something to focus on rather than watching the teen curled up at his side. They were quite like a couple, when he thought about it; hand holding, making lunches for each other (aka Roxas cooking for Axel), cuddling up under a blanket in the wintertime with cocoa or tea. The only thing they were lacking was the more intimate part of a relationship and words of affection.
As always Axel's gaze started to wander and ended up at the top of a spikey blond head. What's going through that mind of yours? he wondered, lips pressing together in thought. Am I reading too much into this or was there really something going on back then, in the kitchen? And either way - should I take my chances? He didn't realize that his thumb had fixed its self on the 'Down' arrow and was flicking through channels at an inhuman pace, too deep in thought to really notice the flickering.
Unconsciously, the blond had started to gently rub his fingers against Axel's side where he held on. He was trying not to fall asleep, watching the electronic box in front of the two of them as the channels flickered. He wasn't really paying attention, curling up closer to him to be warmer. By this point, he was basically all wrapped around him. Not something too rare.
He blinked slightly heavy eyelids when he saw the same channel flicker past for the third or fourth time, it seemed. " If there's nothing on tv you wanna watch, you can turn it off or pick a movie or something. " He reminded him softly as his nuzzled him gently. He let a small yawn pass his lips, stifling it with one of his hands. " Oh. If you've made your mind up, you mind telling me what your favor is before I nod off? " He asked him, intent of finding out. He hadn't forgotten yet about the favor, and he was going to pester him until he asked something of him.
It didn't matter to him what he asked of him, since he figured it wouldn't be anything too big. But the reason he kept asking was because he was just curious and a pest, and he didn't like holding favors to people.
He moved his head to look up at him, to find him already looking down at him. He blinked before his cheeks warmed slightly to a soft pink. " I-is there something wrong? " He murmured, searching his face. He looked like he was deep in thought. He himself often spaced out at times, but he hadn't really caught Axel doing the same.
He should have known that the blond wouldn't let the favor drop - or at least slip his mind for a bit. Roxas was as sharp as he was impatient and the red-head knew that he could only stall for so long, the blue-eyed boy's stammered question bringing Axel out of his thoughts. The question was, how should he go about it? He didn't want to ruin things completely between them and a sure way to do that was to push for a relationship when there were only feelings felt on one side. Not to mention Axel didn't even know if Roxas was into guys or not.
"I want a kiss."
Blunt and to the point - maybe not the best method in the current situation but it sometimes helped to get the initial shock reaction out of someone to see their true thoughts on things. Well, aside from the stupefied look he was sure would flicker across the blond's features, but afterward? Would there be horror, disgust? Or would that flicker of what he thought he saw in the kitchen re-appear, followed by hope?
The fingers that had been resting on the arm of the couch curled into a tight fist, blunt nails digging little crescents into the fleshy palm of his hand. His total focus was on Roxas's reaction and keeping his face carefully neutral, ready to fall either way come the time. The only signs there to give away the red-head's anxiety was the tight hold on his left fist and tension in nearly his entire body. Please don't let me have ruined the best thing I have.
Blue eyes blinked, steady on the redhead as his mind registered the words. Woah woah woah! Wait, what? He certainly had not just asked for a kiss. Judging by his face, he had been serious in asking for it. He could definitely say he hadn't been expecting such a favor, sure it was shown in his face as well. Because how could he have seen that one coming?
" A... kiss? " He repeated, pausing between the words to confirm what he had heard. He hid his head against the redhead, covering his reddening face. " But..., " His muffled voice faltered. " I don't know how.. ," He finished softly, giving in to the request. He didn't know why he would want a kiss from him, of all people, but he seemed serious. Then again, he could always be joking. After all, he had been 'joking' earlier in the kitchen.
He could hear his heart thumping in his ears; and this was just from being asked to kiss him! He was confused as hell, but he wasn't going to question it. Nor was he going to refuse. A chance to redeem himself from the kitchen? Of course he'd take that up.
Even if he didn't know how. It was embarrassing to admit, that he hadn't kissed someone yet or that he didn't know how. It seemed easy enough, though. And it would just be a simple kiss, right? That's why he hadn't gotten all awkward at the odd favor. Not that he would have anyways, but had he not liked him. " You're just joking, right? " He said, hoping he wasn't as he kept his face hidden.
The pause between when he'd asked the question and the time it took to process was the hardest part - would he be mad? Get upset? Hit him? Axel wasn't so worried about getting smacked for it but he didn't want to freak the blond out. I should have kept my mouth shut, he thought crossly, almost giving in and letting one of those knowing smirks cross his lips before going 'Hey Roxy, why so serious? It was only a joke' when the blond's answer came through.
He - didn't say no? No, not only had Roxas not turned him down flat but he - well it wasn't a direct 'yes' but it may as well have been. Heart skipping several beats and palms suddenly sweat Axel swallowed, trying to find enough moisture in his mouth to lick his suddenly dry lips. Doesn't know how? Does that mean - he's giving me his first? The idea of being Roxas's first kiss - and possibly first of other things - sent a thrill of heat shooting along his spine and Axel had to swallow hard again. He's so cute..
Pretending to have more confidence than he felt Axel reached down with a hand, finding his friend's chin and tugging upward to get him to reveal those flushed cheeks and beautiful baby blues. "We can learn together, then," he mummered, a soft and rather un-Axel like smile spreading across his lips. He heart was soaring and stomach was twisting but all the red-head could think of was making it the most perfect kiss ever. Maybe if he was good enough...Roxas would want there to be something more between them.
Turning his body to face the other more completely Axel licked his lips again, gaze flickering from Roxas's eyes to the pouty lips. The space between them was so short yet seemed like miles as he slowly leaned forward, breath coming out in a hushed whisper against the other's skin. It seemed like ages but when Axel felt the slight give of Roxas's lips against his own he breathed a sigh, eyes sliding closed as he savored the gentle touch.
Air was sucked in softly, eyes watching the redhead as he lifted his chin to see him, and seeing him move closer. The soft whisper of his breath against his skin, so close, caused shivers to run down his spine. Waitwaitwait. Learn together? What? His thoughts were canceled out, however, feeling Axel's lips brush against his own. At that instant, he nearly, - nearly - pulled away again. But he was able to stop himself, staying in place instead.
His heart was hammering in his chest, and he could feel the butterflies in his stomach fluttering around. He was still for a few moments, with their lips slightly, gently touching. After a moment, he allowed his eyes to slide closed, pressing closer hesitantly. His hands, that hand been around the lanky male, curled to grip his shirt. He had convinced himself that he had fallen asleep on the redhead again and this was just another one of his dreams, too good to be true. But, it still felt so real, so it couldn't be a dream. The smell of Axel, the shirt clenched in his small hand, and his lips against his.
Things like this didn't happen, right? Where two people become best friends, they end up liking them, but that's just the way the stay. Not, become best friends, fall for them, who also happened to be someone of the same gender, and have them like you back. That stuff only happened in stories, or.. or movies. Not to Roxas.
Maybe he was just thinking too much. Yeah.. He should just be enjoying the kiss he longed for for a long while at the moment. With that thought, his mind was wiped of thoughts; a soft smile curling his lips into the kiss as he tried to press himself closer to the redhead. He had no idea what he was doing, but every kid had a basic idea of how to kiss. Roxas wasn't thinking of that now, though, he was going with what he felt.
If the red-head had been able to peek in on Roxas's thoughts he would have said the same thing - stop thinking so much, Roxy. Just go with it. When he felt the fingers around him curl into his shirt and additional pressure against his lips Axel's heart took on a stuttering beat. He was kissing him back! Roxas was kissing him! Well, it was just a touch of their lips at the moment but they were taking things slow.
Well, it was high time to step things up a notch.
Shifting away from Roxas (not to pull away but to recline on the corner of the couch and allow the blond to rest over top of his torso) and stretching one of his lanky legs out to take over most of the couch Axel coaxed him closer, re-joining their lips. Hands move to Roxas's hips and he squeezed gently, tongue coming into play at the same time. It was a gentle, almost hesitant motion, the wet muscle moving past Axel's lips to run along Roxas's lower lip before repeating the motion with the upper one.
He was just going with what his felt was right and god did it feel good. To finally be able to act on what he'd been dreaming about since - since forever, now that he thought about it. A part of him wanted to pin the blond to the couch and have his wicked way but another part - the one that said that this couldn't possibly be happening - forced the teen to take it one step at a time. Axel would kick himself if he ended up hurting his friend in any way and refused to let that happen, no matter how hard his heart was pounding and his body was screaming for the blond.
Giving the boy's hips another squeeze Axel shifted one, sliding it up and around to rest at Roxas's lower back. There he rubbed soothing circles, much like the blue-eyed male had done earlier when they were 'watching' TV. He wasn't going to grab what he really wanted to yet but just touching the other felt wonderful combined with the blond's weight and feel of his lips against Axel's flicking tongue.
As he felt Axel pull away, he thought that was the end of the kiss. A bit sad it ended so quickly, but that's all he had asked for, was a kiss. Well, until he felt him move and his lips were against him again. He wasn't protesting, he was rather enjoying it. He made a small intake of breath when he felt the wet muscle along his lips, obviously not expecting that.
That was Axel's tongue! His brain screamed at him, though he tried his best to ignore it. Okay, kissing was one thing, and it seemed pretty simple. Just a touch of lips, and it was a kiss. But with tongue involved, that was something different. And he had a tongue ring too! He didn't know what to do. He felt the small circles being traced on his lower back, making him forget about not knowing how. Fuck it. If I screw up, I screw up. I can take being laughed at...
Fingers uncurled, releasing his grasp he had on his shirt. He slipped them up over his shoulders and around his neck. Hesitantly, he opened his mouth for entrance to the redhead. He didn't know what he was doing, but it still felt good. He made a soft, almost inaudible sound at the gentle squeezes to his hip and the soft circles on his back. He knew the redhead was trying to get him to relax, which probably meant it was obvious he was nervous about everything.
Jaw dropped slightly for entrance to the redhead already, he dared to press his tongue out against the other, the movement hesitant. His stomach was knotted, butterflies were attacking his insides, and his mind felt like it was on cloud nine. Because it was Axel that he was kissing. He was in his arms, kissing him. Kissing him! He simply couldn't get over that fact, because he had wished for it for so long. Thinking it wasn't possible because Axel and him were both guys, and they were best friends, that there was no way he would want to kiss him like he had dreamt of.
Axel had no idea on how his blond would take to the push would be responded to - a touch was easy enough, but to taste? That was taking things a step further. But he didn't pull away or stop things so the red head continued the light tasting, savoring the salty-sweetness that was the leftover ice cream linger on his friend's lips.
And then he pushed back.
Oh god- Nearly groaning as those heavenly lips parted and Roxas's moist tongue slipped out to tangle with his own Axel was quick to take the invitation, his own wet muscle sliding against the blond's in slow strokes. The bump of the tongue ring pulled a light gasp from the green-eyed male but he recovered soon enough, tracing around the metal before exploring further. Gums, cheeks, teeth and everything that he could reach was explored by the teen's sharp tongue, the fingers at the blond's hip rubbing along with the digits at his lower back.
A insistent ache in his side from the angle caused another shift in Axel's form, hips moving back then up - and bringing attention to a rather pressing problem that made its self known as Roxas's weight shifted over it. The kiss was broken with a hiss, Axel's head jerking and hips doing the same before he gets a hold on himself, pulling his hands away from Roxas. "Shit, I - shit," he breathed, scrubbing a hand over his face. He hadn't meant to get as carried away as he had. "Are - are you...okay?"
The sounds that emitted from the redhead - god, they just resounded in his mind. However small or soft they were, it didn't matter. Just hearing his voice... and his tongue! He swore he was going to die by the hands of Axel. In a good way, though.
A shudder was sent through his body as he felt his tongue first trace the metal ring, then explore the cavern of his mouth. His hands hand moved up to tangle in his fiery mane, arms already having been wrapped around his neck.
Cerulean orbs shot open as he felt something press against him. And he was pretty sure it wasn't his hand, leg, or phone. And then, the warmth that was Axel and his tongue against his vanished, finding him stammering an apology. He blinked at him, eventually nodding. " Y-yeah, of course I am.., " He mumbled softly in reply. It's not like it could hurt him... well, actually..-
He wouldn't think of that. He'd probably find himself in the same situation the redhead was in. He smiled softly at him, still slightly dazed from the kiss. " Really, it's alright. It isn't that big of a deal, " And then he did something he would never do, had he thought about it before. But he moved one of his hands away from his neck, impulsively placing his hand down on his crotch. Yeah, something he wouldn't normally do. Actually, it was something he wouldn't do. But he did. He pressed closer, somewhat; and he hoped to god he didn't hate him for such a rash movement.
Glad that Roxas didn't seem too upset by his - ahem - 'little friend' Axel felt a flare of indigence. It 'wasn't a big deal'? Had Roxas felt it, seriously? The boy sure knew how to snuff out a man's ego. Axel opened his mouth to speak on it when something wonderful, something miraculous happened.
Roxas..touched him.
"I'll have you kn-God!" Head snapping back Axel hardly felt the solid thud that was his head hitting the arm of the couch, every nerve ending singing as blood rushed from every section of his lanky form to where those fingers were curled. A groan vibrated deep in his chest as all coherent thought left him, a mantra of Ohgodohgodohgod- running through his head as a delicious pleasure sung through his being.
Hands moving from their position at Roxas's lower back and hip they slide around as if on their own will, each grasping a hold of the blond's rear and drawing him forward, squeezing firmly. At nearly the same moment he remembered he breathed again and was jolted forward, crashing their lips together in a much less cautious, demanding kiss. There was no way that Roxas could do something like that and expect the red-head to just lay back and take it.
...Although, that thought wasn't exactly an unpleasant one.
The groan he had produced by the simple touch, accompanied by the actions made his stomach knot in pleasure. Just at the thought that he had gotten him to make that sound. He nearly recoiled when Axel's head swung back to hit the arm of the couch, hearing the seemingly-painful smack! of his head hitting the surface. He was kept in place when he lifted his head, looking like he hadn't just hit his head. He figured he was fine, since the next thing he did was move his hands to grab a hold of his behind and pull him closer.
He didn't have time to gasp even lightly as he was quietened with a bruising kiss to his lips. It's not like he wasn't expecting a reaction like that after what he did. His hand, still placed on his very obvious bulge, began to stroke him gently through the fabric of his pants teasingly. His other arm held on to around him, looped around his neck. And although he was teasing the redhead, it was also torturous to the blond. His blood was sent downward, into his own member.
A small 'mm' sound was heard from Roxas as he kissed him back, flicking his tongue out almost demandingly, like Axel had done to him. He was enjoying this too much, the butterflies that were attacking his insides as proof - along with his own throbbing length, of course.
And God was he glad his mom and Sora both were out. Otherwise, this obviously wouldn't have happened.
He needed to stop - he really, really did. Some small part of Axel's mind was huffing, puffing, yelling and just throwing a fit at his behavior. Cool it! You're going to end up raping him! But Roxas wasn't complaining and god did it feel good to roll his hips up against the other boy, a lovely hum pouring from Roxas's lips and against his own.
Groaning deep in his chest as Roxas stroked him through the dark jeans he wore Axel moved, tongue thrusting deep into the blond's mouth as he switched their positions. With Roxas flat on his back against the seat of the couch and he himself between the boy's legs Axel reached between them, pulling Roxas's hand away from his crotch. The soul-felt regret that his body felt was ignored as the red-head shifted, releasing the hand in favor of placing them on Roxas's leg and coaxing it up on to his hip. The position would allow him to get even closer, slender hips rolling forward to bring their crotches together in a slow grind.
The effect was enough to steal the last of his remaining breath; breaking the kiss in a wheeze Axel opted on burring his face against Roxas's neck, nipping at the arch there as the rolling of his hips continued to wreak havoc on his nerve endings. "God, you're hard to resist," he breathed against the sensitive skin along the blond's neck, biting down before running his tongue over the spot in apology. He had been holding back too long to realize how quickly he was pushing things and damned if he cared.
The blond didn't protest as their position changed; in fact, he was hardly aware of what was happening. The only thing he was aware of was Axel. His hand being moved to his hip, he let it rest there-before eliciting a pleasurable groan into the heated kiss they still held, feeling the redhead press himself into him. Oh god that felt good. This caused him to buck his hips slightly at the movement.
A huff left his lips when he unlatched himself from his lips, but was silenced when he instead moved down to his neck to nip and play there. He was able to catch his breath, somewhat, biting his lip at the rolling of Axel's hips against his. " I-I'm hard to resist? " he was able to breathe back in reply. His hand that had been looped around his neck moved, to join the other at his hips and holding them.
He couldn't help his hands from sliding the end of his shirt up some, resting his hands still on his now exposed hips. " Good, " He murmured now, after a few moments. His tone was soft, his breathing still slightly labored; though not noticeably so.
Tongue running along the smooth patch of skin against Roxas's neck Axel shuddered as fingers brushed along the bare skin of his hips, flicking the tip of his tongue against the heartbeat pressing against the wet muscle. I can't believe it. He's not pushing me away or trying to stop this or anything..
Giving the jumping pulse a nibble Axel let out a shaky groan, hips grinding firmly against the blond's. "Roxas-" Another nip, this one along his jaw. "Are you alright with this? I mean - really okay?" He wasn't sure what his friend was thinking but there was no way that things could go back to normal after this. He couldn't just act like it never happened and go back to the laughing, joking around with and watching from afar as he had been doing. Every time he'd look at Roxas all he'd be able to think about was how good he felt thrusting against him or the way the blond's mouth tasted just after having sea salt ice cream.
Lips moving to Roxas's ear the red-head tugged at the lobe with his teeth, knees braced against the couch to leave his hands free. One palm had made quite a nice home for its self cupping the blond's rear as the other worked towards his front, fingers tracing the patch of bare skin exposed from his shirt riding up. Please don't let him just be toying with me..
Roxas reveled in the sounds that came from the redhead, beginning to grind his hips back at his movements. The question directed to him made him think - a hard thing to do at the moment, being astray. Was he alright with it? Did Axel think he was just doing this because? " Axel - I wouldn't be doing this if I wasn't, " he paused to make a soft sound at feeling his ear being tugged on gently with his teeth. " I could've easily stopped it, " He murmured as he finished his sentence.
And it was true, if he wasn't alright with it, he wouldn't have impulsively pressed his hand against him. But he hadn't thought about it then, and now a few coherent thoughts formed. They obviously couldn't go back to being the simple friends they were about a half hour ago. Neither of them could just forget that this happened. Coherent thoughts were fluttered away at the moment he felt his hand pressed against both his bottom and his front, shivering at the feel of his fingers tracing his exposed midriff. The question Axel asked arose a few of his own; what if he just wanted in his pants? He doubted Axel was that kind of person, though. No, he wouldn't let himself think about that.
He pressed himself the best he could against his hand, as if trying to encourage his fingers and reassure his words. His face was somewhat buried into his neck as he nibbled on his ear, earning a muffled, soft noise before down the same of what he had done to his neck; first softly placing a kiss to the exposed skin before letting his teeth graze against the flesh. The tip of his tongue flicked out a few times to caress the skin he was abusing.
The red-head would rather ask and ask again than do something stupid to have Roxas hate him for any reason. It was hard enough for him to get out his request for a kiss in the first place; he's going to take what he can get and - hopefully - keep from crossing any lines in the process. Going all the way was not an option (Not yet, Axel thought, a shudder of heat going through him for that to even be considered) but a little 'touch-and-go' seemed fine with the other teen.
"Yeah," he mummered, licking his lips before giving the same attention to the shell of Roxas's ear. "You're right." Well, if Roxas wasn't going to take him up on his offers to back off then the red-head would just take instead. Murmuring in appreciation when he felt the blond push against his roaming hands Axel responded with a squeeze to his rear, moaning softly against Roxas's ear as the motion caused the other to grind against his already painfully-erect cock. The sound was cut off with a sharp intake of breath as Axel felt feather-soft lips brush against his neck, breath coming out in a whine as Roxas toyed with the sensitive skin of his neck.
I don't know if I can hold back, the red-head thought desperately, fingers at his friend's - boyfriend's? What were they now? - stomach pushing the offending material of his shirt up. He needed to hear more of those sounds and feel more skin and damn if he was going to let some cotton stop him now. The shirt caught just past Roxas' belly-button but that didn't stop Axel, fingers moving under the material rather than trying to push it away instead to run over the flat stomach and - Dear god - his chest.
Lips aching for a mate Axel drew back from Roxas's ear to claim his lips again, not hesitant with a wandering tongue and flicking it over the other's lower lip. Long fingers came into contact with a bump of skin just then and Axel paused there, giving a light pinch. His nipples! Shit- Tongue demanding entry Axel slid his thumb over the sensitive nub of skin, feeling fit to burst. I could die happy, right now. Well, maybe after having some of blondie first, but then...
The sounds the redhead made in response to the touches were, pleasuring, in a way to say it. They made him want to hear more of the soft moans he was producing. And right next to his ear - it sent a ripple of shivers through his body. A soft purr rolled off his tongue as he heard the whine Axel gave, obviously disliking being teased. The noise was cut off, being replaced with a soft moan as the redhead's fingers found his nipples, tweaking them.
His back arched slightly to his touch, his lips being captured again, not hesitating in responding. His jaw slid open to allow the demanding, wet muscle entry as he felt the probing of his tongue against his lips. Another soft moan left his lips as he thumbed the bud again, this time feeling him gently touch the sensitive nub rather than tweak it.
Hands roamed, lightly ghosting his up the lanky male's shirt; he had the need to feel skin. He had always found Axel looked like he would have such soft skin, judging by the softness of his cheeks and such. And as he pressed his hands lightly against his chest, his thoughts were confirmed. He ran his fingers against his chest and down, until his hands were removed from out of his shirt. Instead he grasped the shirt and tugged on it, as if saying for it to be removed.
And he wasn't completely oblivious to the bulge the redhead had, having felt it when he accidentally ground against him. He remembered the moan that had been made as he did so, managing a smile into the kiss as he lifted his hips, making contact with his and grinding him the best he could, what with still holding his hips up. His breathing got slightly more heavy as he rubbed against him; and this was through fabric!
The fingers against the sensitive skin of his chest felt wonderful - it was the sudden feel of firm muscle rubbing through the fabric of his pants to send jolts of pleasure through his need that caused the red-head to groan between the kiss, hand at Roxas's rear squeezing firmly before moving away. Not to roam far; shifting to the front of the boy's pants the other hand soon joined in, flipping the button and tugging the zipper down half-way before both slid back. Slender fingers now around the barrier that the jeans had made Axel cupped the teen's rear with just his undergarment in the way, fingers flexing and coaxing.
Oh my god, we have to - to... Thought didn't seem possible with an arching, withering, purring blond underneath him but Axel struggled, breaking the kiss again and trying to swim through the hazy fog of lust in his mind. "We - we should slow down," he panted even as he drew back to allow Roxas to pull his long-sleeved shirt off, shaking his hair free. His own hands, having to pull away from Roxas's rear to let the shirt be stripped away, moved to return the favor to Roxas's still-present shirt.
And really, why did they have to slow down? Roxas was right there and defiantly willing to go - well, he wasn't sure how far the other has gone but if what he'd heard was any indication then he would be the blond's first - everything. That thought was enough to slow the red-head, flames of passion cooling slightly as he paused, a fistful of shirt in one hand and the other pressed against the flat of Roxas's chest. "How much - have you done before?"
The sound he had been hoping for as he grinded his hips against the lanky male's, left his mouth again, making a small sound of his own as his rear was squeezed firmly. Cerulean orbs blinked open when said hands roamed to unbutton his jeans and feel him under the pants, through his undergarments. He restrained a whine once again when the taste and warmth of Axel's lips and tongue left him, watching him with eyes glossed with lust.
The statement left Roxas to think about it; they really should slow down, but he couldn't help it, it all just felt too good. Every touch, every kiss, and god, every moan or sound. Although, he realized as Axel said this, he still moved to take the shirt off. He slipped out of his own easily as his shirt was tugged at to be discarded, like the redhead's had. He paused, watching him with slight curiosity before his cheeks warmed even more than they were already from the question.
" Uhh, n-nothing, honestly, " He mumbled out truthfully. He hadn't done anything with anyone, of this sort. Geez, he hadn't even had his first kiss yet before today! Did it really seem that obvious of how little he knew of what he was doing? Or was it the other way around, which was the reason he was asking?
The shirt still partly on was slipped off the rest of the way, giving his blond locks a small shake. " How much.. have you done before? " He asked somewhat cautiously and curiously; cautiously, because he only partly wanted to know what he possibly could have done with someone else. Not that he was being selfish, he didn't think he'd be his first anything, really. And it wouldn't come as much of a surprise if it turned out Axel was pretty.. experienced, what with what they've done so far and the fact that he's probably absolutely irresistible ( well, so he found ).
Axel waited with baited breath for the blond to answer, held air coming out in a /woosh/ as the answer left his lips. Nothing - he hasn't done anything with anyone before me.. The thought sent a wave of heat and pride shooting through him and the red-head closed his eyes, working on steadying his breathing. He had hoped that he would be Roxas's first - something that had been a fantasy for years and never taken seriously - and it was closer to him now than it had ever been in his dreams.
As the question was turned on the red-head himself Axel flushed, a hand moving to scratch at the back of his head. "Nothing much," he mumbled, looking decidedly embarrassed and unnerved. "Mostly touching." Letting out a nervous cough Axel shrugged one slender shoulder. "I've done more on my own."
Hand dropping to the blond's chest Axel ran his fingers across the dips and curves, flustered state fading. It was a dream - it had to be. He had passed out in the tattoo parlor and was probably strapped to a stretcher with a boner big enough to spear anyone in the vicinity. Roxas felt so real, though, so warm settled between his legs. Dream or not, he didn't want to wake up.
"Maybe..." Fingers running across the lightly tanned chest Axel curved around each pert nipple before trailing upwards, tracing Roxas's neck. "You should tell me what you want. I won't lie to you, Roxas, this is something that I've dreamed about - for a long time." He sighed, bowing down to steal a lip-tingling kiss. "Just listening to those sexy sounds of yours has me nearly coming in my pants."
A nod made his blond locks flop slightly, cheeks lightly flushed. So, he had done things before. It didn't surprise him, but he couldn't help but be slightly.. embarrassed? Was that the right word? Axel had gotten as far as touching, and he hadn't even had his first kiss before today. It seemed kind of, pathetic, to him. In a way. He was just saving it for something special, yeah.
But still. The thought of Axel touching someone.. it made him, kinda uncomfortable. In a way. Or maybe he was just being hormonal. He was brought from his thoughts and slight emotional fit when he felt his hands trailing along his now exposed upper body, moving along to his neck. The gentle, almost feather-like touches made a shiver run down his body.
The comments made by Axel, he was sure, made him turn all the more red than his cheeks already were. He could feel them getting warmer, but he could do nothing to hide it as his lips were taken in another one of those kisses that made him feel like he was simply melting. And when he pulled away - was he trying to make him turn the color of a beet, or simply melt from the heat in his face?
" Tell you what I want? " He murmured back in question; what did he mean by that? He frowned slightly before getting flustered. " S-sexy sounds? In your.. " He trailed off; he really didn't think he sounded all that 'sexy', so Axel put it. He made a sound that resembled a scoff. And he was one to talk; now that he was reminded of it, he could feel his own bulge pressing uncomfortably against his pants.
But god, those words made him have images in his mind. It made his stomach curl and knot; as if he was simply turned on by the sounds. " Axel, just do something, " He murmured, almost inaudible, and resisting the groan that rolled in his throat. If he wasn't going to do something, then he would. If he was nearly coming from the sounds he made, he'd give him something to come for. Besides, wasn't it bad to have all that pent up? He was sure he had read that somewhere. Or was told it in health class. Either way, he was resisting the urge to simply feel the lanky redhead.
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Ahahaha, evil, aren't I? To end it right there? xD Well, if you want more, what I need is reviewwwsssss. ;D They encourage me to update faster. 3
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