Roxas stepped into the very cold stream of water and yelped
Title: Dream What You Will
Author: why-cant-the-world-be-simple
Rating: R or NC-17 in latter chapters
Paring: Axel/Roxas
Summary: Axel and Roxas have similar dream's but different. But will it have the same effect as it dose to the other.
Comments: I would like to thank my two Beta readers for making this story even better.
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Roxas stepped into the very cold stream of water and yelped. "Holy fuck, that's cold!" He walked a little further in trying to get used to the temperature, throwing water at himself. He tilted his head back and ran his hand through his soaking golden hair, trying with all his might not to think about Axel.
But his obvious problem kept coming back to him despite all the cold water. As his thoughts drifted, and his mind began to wander. Roxas leaned back against the shower wall and closed his eyes, taking his left hand and lazily tracing his chest.
As he did, he stifled back a couple of moans all the while daydreaming that the flame haired god was doing it to him. Trailing his free hand down to his abdomen, he groaned in frustration until he heard the phone ring. He stopped what he was doing, quickly turned off the water, grabbed his towel off the rack, and ran out.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Roxie!"
Roxas blushed "Hey, Axel..."
"Anyways, listen i was thinking, since it's our day off and junk, i was wondering if... well..."
"Yeah?"
"If you wanted to come to the beach with me!"
Roxas smiled "Yeah, I don't mind."
"Alright!!" Roxas imagined Axel throwing his free hand up in the air.
"Hey, while we're at it, we can go skinny dipping!"
"Uh, I left the bath on. Got to go! Bye!" Roxas slammed down the phone as memories of the dream came flooding back.About 15 minutes later, walking out of the shower naked, his towel being filled with unnecessary contents, he started dressing quickly, noticing the time. Pulling up his black boxers, he stumbled to his dresser. He opened it, pulled out a green muscle shirt, and put it on. Then, he opened the bottom drawer, and picked out a pair of black baggy pants with silver stitching. Slipping them on quickly, he fell on his ass. As he rubbed his ass he slipped on his socks and combat boots, and grabbed his Organization XIII jacket.
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After a little while, there was a rhythm of knocks. He opened the door to see Axel standing there, with his left arm leaning on the door, and coat open, leaving his chest in full view. Roxas gasped at the sight of him and blushed.
"Ready? " Axel said grinning. Roxas nodded up and down. "C'mon, let's go!" He grabbed him by the hand and they were off.
