Axel flicked the twirly arrow numbly.
"Uhh... Left hand... on red," he muttered, even though it wasn't the actual thing the spinner landed on.
It sure gave him a nice view of Roxas's ass though. Yes, ROXAS, who Larx had plucked off the curb and tossed into the car. Then they'd all retreated to Axel's house.
To play Twister. And shit.
"Ax, whats next?" Larxene was in a very interesting position, sort of making a bridge over Roxas, awkwardly arched. Not even bothering to spin the arrow..thing, Axel pulled one out of nowhere.
"Uhmm...Right hand yellow." Her hand fumbled to go under Roxas' stomach, throwing off her balance.
"Fuck!" She fell, crushing poor little Roxas with her huge, fat ass. Axel rolled his eyes. Way to cheer him up, Larx. Zexion stared around, then shrugged, blowing off his victory completely. He snatched the spinner from Axel's hands.
"My turn." Larexene thwapped him across the back of his head (which made a pretty sweet 'thump') and grabbed it from him.
"MY TURN. You go next." When his emo face didn't work, he retreated back to the Twister mat. Axel watched Roxas, and suddenly got this amazing candy-coated genius double-fudge idea.
To mess with Roxy.
"Left foot blue." Axel watched Roxas make a move, then put his foot on the blue behind his. He blushed. Axel wanted to eat his face right then.
"Right hand yellow." Axel shoved his hand behind the space Roxas chose, sorta tangling the two boys up.
"Right foot blue." The redhead put his foot one dot away from his other foot, and ended up like Larx did last round.
'Cept, he was under Roxy, which was MUCH better.
"Left hand green." Roxas almost fell, and his face fell onto Axel's shoulder. He pulled back all awkward and looked away.
"Right hand blue." Shit. Axel leaned forward and snatched a blue space before Zexion took it. He licked at Roxy's collarbone. And, blush! The redhead could've fan-squealed.
"Left foot red." Shit! Axel felt his knees shake a little, and he shoved his foot back to the red space. Why'd it have to be all the way over there? It took him like, forever to get steady again.
"Left hand yellow." He growled.
"You're going to fucking fast!" She just rolled her eyes. Whore, she was ruining his evil plan. Axel looked over his new position. 'Looked like a freeze frame of some kinky crawling pose. Y'know? His eyes caught Roxas, who was wobbling violently. Smiling darkly, Axel leaned forward, pressing his lips against the blond's.
Roxas fell. Choosing to fall with him, the redhead grasped both sides of the other's face, pulling him closer. The blond's leg wrapped around Axel's waist, pulling him flush against him. Zexion stared numbly at them, and looked up at Larx.
"So, I win. Gimme th' fucking spinner." Snatching it out of her hands, he shoved her towards the mat and flicked the arrow giddily. Rolling her eyes, Larxene poked Axel's shoulder, not phased by her friend's stupid make-out fest.
"Aye! Break it up." Axel ignored this, being more interested in shoving his tongue down Roxas's throat, but the blonde pulled back, a deep red. The redhead growled lowly, pretty pissed off. Fucking whore, she ruined the moment!
"Laarrrrxxx!" She sucked her teeth.
"You whores can make out later. Twister, now." Axel balled up the stupid fucking Twister mat, and threw it.
"No more Twister. I'm sick of fucking Twister!" Zexion's smile fell.
"WHAT? But...WHY!?" He looked like he was going to cry. Fucking emo. Axel sighed.
"Next time we play, you get spinner the whole time, Zex." He frowned, but shoved the spinner into the box.
"I'mma get the rum, 'kay?" Larxene got up, heading for the liquor cabinet.
"Aye, we're sharing, and don't empty the bottle this time, okay? I'm not made of money." Roxas stared at Axel,
"You...drink?"
Clearing his throat, Axel looked around, as if somebody was watching, "Ahem...occasionally. Why, you don't?"
"No..." There was a silence.
"Oh." Roxas seemed very uncomfortable.
"Uhm...Ax?" Axel stared up at the other immediately.
"Should I stay with Namine?" If it weren't for the moment involving him, Axel would've doubled over laughing. Fucking crazy? Why stay with that bitch?
"Are you seriously asking me that?" To be honest, Axel seriously thought Roxy and him were together now. Roxas frowned.
"Ya... Sorry. I know. But like. I've been with her for two years." The redhead opened his mouth, about to list off several reasons why the blond bitch doesn't deserve Roxas's attention, when Zexion butted in.
"You like her that way, Rox?" The blond boy turned to look at him, as if he was god or something. So his views were neutral, its not like it made him some wise man.
"I don't know. She's real close to me. Of course."
"What about Axel?" Roxas turned to stare at Axel for a second, then looked back to Zexion.
"I...I like Axel." For some reason, it made the redhead girlishly excited to hear that.
"More than Namine?" Roxas opened his mouth, but it clamped back shut.
"Uhm... He's...a better kisser." Axel's ego immeasurably boosted.
"Thats not answering the question."
"I...don't know." Axel 'innocently' wrapped his arms around the blond's shoulders, nuzzling into his neck.
"You don't know, Roxy?" Roxas blushed.
"Sorry, I don't." Axel's cheer slightly broke. It repaired itself quickly. His voice went down to a whisper, and he let his lips brush against the other's neck.
"Want me to clear it up for you?"
"u-Uhm..."
"RUM!" Larxene waltzed into the room, bottle of Puerto Rican rum in her hands. She plopped down next to Axel and Roxas, taking a short swig.
Zexion frowned. "Larx?" She snorted and waved her arms around,
"WELCOME TO TH' CARIBBEAN, LOVE!" Axel would've smiled, if the dumb bitch wasn't interrupting his Roxy seduction.
"Laarrrrxxx!" The blonde girl smirked at him, flicking her red streak of hair back and taking another gulp. Axel growled and snatched the bottle from her hands.
"Pace yourself, whore! Its my rum, anyways!" He wrapped his arms around the bottle possessively. Roxas sighed.
These people were insane.