Where My Demons Hide

Roxas brushed his hair in the mirror. He then slipped on his necklace with a five pointed star, admiring the silver glint of the jewelry he'd found. Then he walked downstairs and outside to begin his walk to his usual spot. Along his way, he saw a person who he'd never seen before- an odd person who interested him, and intimidated him.
There, walking on the street eating an ice cream was a tall, slender, red-haired man with strange tattoos under his eyes, which were a captivating acidic green. His gait was alluring, his smirk as he ate a bad boy, devil-may-care curve of his lips, which looked soft and delicious. Roxas was instantly curious. As he approached the stand, the man looked up, instantly meeting Roxas's eyes as if he knew Roxas would be staring. Averting his eyes, Roxas reached the stand and paid for his ice cream. Then he hurried away to the clock tower to sort through his thoughts.
Why had this man captivated him? Up until now, Roxas had never been one to question his interests- he liked girls, and girls liked him. Of course, things never worked out because Roxas tended to have a temper and say things he didn't mean in anger, but this man so suddenly made him question wether or not he would like to date a guy- as long as the guy was this man. Roxas furrowed his brow as he sat on the clock tower, eating his ice-cream.
"I see you found my necklace." Roxas jumped at the sudden voice, nearly losing his balance. He turned around to see that man again, smiling at him with the same smirk he had plastered on his face earlier. Roxas blushed and turned away, trembling. Something about this guy felt dangerous. Roxas felt a hand on his chin, turning his head to force the teen to look into the glowing green eyes.
"Y-you can have it back," Roxas said. The man smiled a more friendly smile.
"No, you can keep it if you like. I just hope you realize that charm is a pentagram and you could get in trouble with some religious groups for it." Roxas thought about it... He might be in some serious trouble with his hardly-ever-at-home father who, in fact was a pastor at the local catholic church. He always tried to push the beliefs on Roxas, and it just made Roxas all the more determined to undermine and rebel against it, however his father would strike his back with a belt whenever Roxas openly expressed his opinion on the matter, so Roxas rebelled in secret. Like when he lied sometimes about saying his prayers, or playing with his aunt's ouija board the day before he found the necklace... If he were to keep the jewelry, he could find a new way to rebel against his father.
"I'll make you a deal," the man said. "Care to hear it?"
"S-sure," Roxas replied. The man smirked his dangerous smile again.
"We be friends- joined at the hip, and you can keep the necklace. You seem like such a nice kid, and I really would like to get to know you better..." the man said, trailing off as his bright green eyes bored into Roxas's, captivating his train of thought and Roxas had only one helpless response:
"O-okay..."
"Promise?" the man asked.
"Promise... But I still don't know your name," Roxas pointed out feebly.
"Axel. A-X-E-L. Got it memorized, Roxas?" he asked, leaning forward. As their lips met Roxas felt faint. Did he ever tell Axel his name...?
He felt a breeze caress his face. He opened his eyes, and didn't know where he was. Then he remembered- he was still on the clock tower... Axel!
Roxas looked around, the redhead nowhere in sight.
"Axel?" he called, wondering if he imagined the whole thing.
"No need to shout, I'm right here," a soft, sexy voice replied from behind him. Turning around, there was the redhead, sitting calmly as if he were always there with Roxas when Roxas came up here.
"Wh... What just happened?" Roxas asked.
"What do you mean, Roxas? We have been sitting here for some time, now." Roxas frowned.
"Huh... My bad, then."
"You know, I was thinking I could spend the night some time- granted that your father isn't home," Axel said optimistically.
"Why when my dad isn't home?" Roxas asked.
"Well, I just never had a thing for fatherly figures... I guess because I swear my dad was the Devil himself... An awful guy- been uncomfortable around older men since," Axel admitted softly.
"Oh... Okay- I'm sorry your dad was so awful, Axel," Roxas responded quietly. Axel patted his back.
"Don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll see him someday, anyway and you'll know what I mean," Axel said, smiling. Roxas shrugged.
"I don't know... I don't like thinking about the future- it's too complicated and I'd rather not spend my time constantly worshipping someone who may or may not exist to get a chance to go to heaven or hell... I mean, contemplating where you go when you die is a waste of time because I feel it just brings death faster, so I like to just live for now and not worry about it until it comes," Roxas explained, leaning back on the heels of his hands to look at the sky.
"I like that- it's a really good way to look at things," Axel said thoughtfully. "You know, I really like the way you think."
"Really?" Roxas asked.
"Yes I do," Axel replied with a grin. "Fearing the future would give you incentive to change the present- and some of those choices aren't very good for some people."
"Hmm."
"Hey! I know- come with me. Let's have a drink," Axel said, standing.
"Huh?"
"Yeah- go get a drink. Let's go."
"Axel... I can't drink- I'm a minor..."
"Oh, come on- what's a little alcohol? Can't hurt to try."
"My dad'll kill me if he finds out... He shouldn't be home tonight but he would be furious to know I've been naughty while he was away..."
"He doesn't have to know," Axel said, running a finger down Roxas's jaw to hold up his chin, grinning that bad boy grin as his green eyes again captured Roxas's sapphire blue ones. "Remember Roxas- you promised; 'joined at the hip'."
"... Fine," Roxas agreed hoarsely.
"Good. Let's get going, then." Axel offered his hand, and Roxas took it, finding Axel's touch to be a chill up his spine. The two left the clock tower and they entered some kind of club, Axel buying several drinks and discreetly handing some of them to Roxas. After some time, Roxas was getting very tipsy.
"Axel... I better go home," he whispered in the redhead's ear to avoid shouting.
"Why?" Axel whispered back, the two pressed cheek to cheek to have a conversation one could not easily eavesdrop.
"Because I'm a minor and I don't want to get caught," Roxas replied. Axel's voice was smooth and seductive when he responded.
"But I'm having so much fun," he murmured, grazing Roxas's ear with his teeth. Roxas shivered. "Unless you can think of another thing for us to do, we stay here."
"Y-you c-can spend the night at my place? You said you'd do it and my dad's not supposed to be home tonight... Just like you said earlier." Roxas was actually nervous- he wasn't sure if he would want to stop the flirtatious redhead if said redhead were to want him... After all, there was just something about that man that Roxas wanted and admired...
Roxas shivered and clutched Axel's bicep as he felt a warm, wet caress of his earlobe.
"Perfect," Axel whispered, causing Roxas to tremble. "Let's go..."
Axel took Roxas's hand with a glance that said everything described in the word 'lust'. They start back to Roxas's house, Axel oddly, in the lead. When they got there, Axel paused at the door.
"I don't think he's home," he murmured and opened the door, dragging Roxas inside. Closing the door behind them, Roxas found himself pressed against the door with Axel locked on his mouth, forcing his tongue inside and trying to lure Roxas's out. Roxas practically melted when he realized how good Axel tasted. He pushed back against Axel's tongue, causing the latter to gasp in excitement. Axel ground his crotch into Roxas's, causing the two to moan in unison at the other's hardness. Axel grabbed Roxas's thighs and hiked them on either hip to suspend the smaller, then proceeded to carry him upstairs into Roxas's room, closing the door and tackling Roxas on the bed, proceeding to thrust his clothed erection to Roxas's, causing Roxas to moan again. Axel pulled his dark emerald t-shirt off while Roxas removed his dark blue shirt, both of them barely able to stand any layers in their way.
Axel again went straight for Roxas's lips, warring his tongue with the younger boy. While his hands began unfastening Roxas's belt he slowly worked his lips to Roxas's jawline, sucking and nibbling all down his neck to his collarbone in a rough fashion that made Roxas moan pleasurably as well as guarantee that it left a mark later. Axel then worked his way down to Roxas's chest, taking care to tease Roxas's nipple into hardness before nipping and continuing to the next pink spot on the boy's chest. As Axel nipped, Roxas cried out, just encouraging Axel to continue. Axel returned to the boy's mouth, slipping off Roxas's belt and using it to deviously suspend Roxas's wrist to one of the bedposts.
Either completely oblivious or too hot and bothered to care, Roxas did nothing to stop it or break free. Axel snickered deviously as he returned to Roxas's chest and gently ran the tip of his tongue down the boy's stomach, carressing Roxas's belly button as Axel unzipped the teen's pants. Pulling Roxas's boxers down with his teeth, Axel slowly tugged off the young man's jeans, boxers included, to reveal Roxas's hardened length. Roxas groaned in anticipation before Axel slipped it into his mouth and started pumping, trailing his tongue along the underside as he bobbed his head, sucking harshly periodically just to make Roxas moan louder. Axel took off his belt as well, removing his mouth from Roxas's girth, causing a moan of loss from the younger. Axel again pinned Roxas's free wrist with the other belt to the bedpost, all the while watching Roxas intently. He returned his mouth to Roxas's shaft while removing his own pants. Throwing his pants aside, Axel began crawling onto the bed. He went back to licking and sucking on Roxas's cock for his mere entertainment and pleasure. He then nipped at Roxas's inner thigh, causing the teen to jump before Axel moved even farther to nip Roxas's rear end, causing Roxas to yelp. Grinning, Axel quickly struck out with his tongue to caress Roxas's opening, causing Roxas to shudder in anticipation. Axel then ran his tongue over Roxas's balls to the tip of Roxas's length before spitting in his hand and spreading it on his own member. Kissing Roxas softly one more time, Axel hiked the boys legs up on either side of his torso and pushed the head of his length to Roxas's opening, letting Roxas groan in anxiety for what he knew was coming- what he knew he wanted, but for some reason feared horribly. Bucking his hips back, Roxas forced entry and groaned at the feel of being stretched wider than his body ever expected for him- a pained groan that held its own sense of pleasure. Axel, not really caring how much it may hurt the teen, thrust the rest of himself inside, hitting the boy's prostate and forcing Roxas to cry out in a mixture of pain and ecstasy.
Pulling back, Axel muttered something Roxas heard but didn't bother to understand. Then he thrust into the boy again, a jolt flying up Roxas's spine as he cried out and a wave of sensual feeling washing over Axel at the tight, hot mess of the younger. Pulling back, he began to thrust faster, feeling the pleasure as wave after wave washed over him, practically drowning him in warm, tight friction and he moaned a sensual call; as he did so, Roxas returned the exchange of moans as he cried out over and over. Roxas spilled over first, coating his stomach in hot white liquid as he came with a cry of 'AXEL!', who also was not far from caving in to the hot pleasure that seemed to set his skin ablaze everywhere his and Roxas's bodies touched... 'Joined at the hip,' he thought smugly as he came, spilling his seed inside Roxas and slumping forward, panting a bit.
"Oh, shit," Roxas muttered as a statement going over what just happened. Axel's acid green eyes flashed and he started to slowly roll his hips, again causing delicious friction and moans from Roxas as the boy started getting hard again, as Axel already was. Hearing a person swear is a major turn on...
Axel began to pick up pace, thrusting harder and faster, moaning again. 'This is a fucking I won't forget for the rest of my long life,' Axel thought, thrusting harder and faster, Roxas's muscles contracting around his penis in a spasm every time Axel hit his prostate, crying out every time as well. Just as Axel was getting ready to spew another load of his seed inside of Roxas, moaning as he got there, the door crashed open.
"What in God's name is-!" Roxas's dad demanded, bursting into the room, not believing what he was seeing- he saw his son being thrust into by a creature with red skin, leathery wings, a forked tail, horns, acid green, catlike eyes, and pointed teeth, which had a forked tongue snaking through them. The creature froze to look at the pastor, knowing the man's holy eyes could see him for what he truly was.
"DEMON!" his dad cried. He fumbled throuh his pockets for his cross.
"He's not..." Roxas moaned. "Fuck me," he softly pleaded to the creature, his voice full of sensual desire. The thing itself moaned and pulled out, then leaned forward, planting a kiss on Roxas's lips. The pastor, having located the trinket, pulled it from his pocket; the creature hissed and launched itself out the window. As Roxas recovered from his daze, he heard a flapping of wings outside that faded quickly.
"Son, the demon..."
"He's not..." Roxas began while his father undid the bonds on his wrist. Roxas wasn't listening to his father while he shook his shoulders for a response. The only thing his mind could come up with was what Axel had said earlier, the thing he didn't bother to decipher until now, because his mind was now clear...

"My poor soul... You made a deal with the devil..."

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(note: to be honest, I don't believe in a god or devil. I just wrote this for fun, and I hope you liked it even though I made Axel a demon soley interested in planting spawn in innocent people. if you want another chapter for this, I'll try- but the main purpose of this whole thing is to be a collection of short stories involving different pairings with preferably supernatural themes. please review and don't roast me for my beliefs- this is a place where I can freely express myself and I'm doing just that, so don't hate me for my beliefs because I don't hate on you for yours. okay, thanks for reading, and please review because I love reviews and I want to know if I crossed a line here! also, if you want me to make a short story about a specific couple let me know and I'll see what I can do)