~Playground~

~Chapter 3: Cinema (Skrillex Remix)~

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Sex kittens. Yep, Roxas decided if guys could be sex kittens he and Sora looked like prime examples. Matching black leather pants and boots left very little to the imagination. Roxas spent an extra minute adjusting his package before he slipped on a rather sheer black shirt. Sora's shirt was dark silver and clung to his body making whoever looked at him just imagine what he'd look like when he finally grew up a bit. He'd be a heart breaker for sure. Or he would if he could say no. Grabbing his black gloves Roxas let out a sigh.

All day he'd been dreading tonight. The little illusion of a normal life was not only going to be shattered but tarnished so badly he wasn't sure he'd really get over it. If Axel wanted and his friends wanted to join the little club here permanently then Roxas would be just another warm body if Axel even wanted him. If he didn't he was a just another whore. If he decided this whole place was too sinful and was totally repulsed by Roxas... Well, it's not like they were ever even friends. Why did Roxas care about what they thought of him? Well, he really just cared about Axel and Demyx. They seemed so genuine the other day. If things were different they really might've been able to be some sort of friends.

Tousling his hair, Roxas tried to harden his heart against whatever would happen. No matter what he'd have Sora and they'd get through this. But if he was being honest with himself, he was almost more worried for Sora. Late into last night Sora had told him all about the conversation he'd had with Riku and Kairi. At first he thought Riku and Kairi were a couple but it turned out they were just "adult friends." Even more, Riku was the son of the King of Radiant Garden, a small but wealthy kingdom overseas. Zexion was his childhood friend who had come to study with him and they had met Kairi their junior year in high school. All three of them were ridiculously smart, each of them skipping two grades which is how they had gotten to know Axel, Larxene and Demyx.

"I feel like I might as well have known them my whole life!" So what would Sora do if they rejected him? Having thought about it, Sora seemed almost more fragile than him. If these people hated him after this... Roxas was sure Sora would finally give up for good.

Glancing at the clock Roxas sighed before turning to Sora. "It's almost midnight. They're probably here by now. We should get up there before Hisa sends someone looking for us."

Sora nodded his head, not really listening. He had a kind of nervous energy about him. Clearly he hadn't thought about everything that could go wrong. Sighing in frustration Roxas led the way from their rooms. As they made their way up to the dance floor they passed everyone else employed by Hisa, all either getting ready or on their way up to dance and mingle. Word had spread that some very important guests were in attendance tonight and everyone wanted to be the one to snag them as clients for their remaining time in town.

Finally reaching the dance floor Roxas took a second to let his ears adjust to the pounding bass. He didn't see any one but the normal visitors and it reassured him a bit. Sora was quickly grabbed by a regular customer of his, a cougar almost three times his age, and dragged off to dance in the middle of the crowd. Still rooted in place Roxas watched the mass of people grinding on each other. It sickened him more than usual. Making sure to stay on the perimeter of the crowd Roxas did a quick circuit of the room. The second he saw a red head he ran the opposite way. He wasn't sure if it was Axel but he wanted to stay as far away from him as possible.

"Looking for someone?" Roxas jumped at the hot breath against his neck. The feeling annoyed him. Spinning around he came face to face with Hisa's lecherous grin. "The group you're looking for is against the far wall. Go dance for him."

"I really don't think this will work..." Roxas tried arguing feebly.

"Then we'll make sure it does," Hisa countered thrusting a drink into Roxas' hand. "Give him this when you get his attention. It should help things along." A drugged drink. Roxas had let Hisa use him for this before. Once Axel finished this he'd be dying for some relief and would definitely find someone to sleep with. All Roxas had to do was make sure it was him. Normally he had no problems with tricking someone into sleeping with him for Hisa's gain. Sad though it was, Roxas was confident in his ability to make sure whoever slept with him came back for another round. Yet it felt wrong now, doing this to someone as nice as Axel. It was like reverse rape.

"Whatever," Roxas growled taking the drink and storming away from Hisa. More than a little furious at the whole situation, Roxas wanted nothing more than to throw the drink to the ground. But he couldn't. Trapped he went back and hid in the crowd so he could see the group he had hung out with yesterday. Kairi was happily dancing with another of Hisa's employees while Riku and Zexion had a conversation to themselves. They seemed to be pointing out attractive girls to each other based on their glances and nods. Larxene was nowhere to be seen but Demyx was staring at someone dancing near Roxas. Trying to figure out who it was he guessed it was the blonde beauty Naminé. Maybe five feet from him, she was dancing in a way that almost even turned him on. Hisa had probably instructed her to do the same and Roxas but she at least didn't have a drink in hand yet. Demyx was safe.

The only one left was Axel. Leaning against the wall he kept scanning the crowd. Occasionally he'd dance with someone who approached him or he'd grab someone to dance with but very rarely did they last for more than half of a song. They have no rhythm, Roxas observed. Yeah, they moved to the beat but they were controlled by it. They had no spirit in their dancing. Knowing he'd at least get Axel to approach him Roxas turned his back to them and began dancing by himself. Using every part of his body he left the music flow into him as he danced as if he was dancing for Axel alone. Fiery and sensual, it was something that screamed "Eyes on me! Look only at me and no one else."

A few people came up and tried to dance with him but he pulled away. He knew what he had to do and he was going to do it no matter what. Axel would come dance with him. Roxas wouldn't let anyone else until that happened.

When he felt strong hands on his hips he dared glace back. Rewarded with a glimpse of red hair Roxas turned back around. Axel probably had no clue it was him or he probably wouldn't have come up to him. So Roxas made sure that if nothing else, Axel wouldn't forget this one dance. He did more than just grind with the red head, he danced for him. When the song changed and Axel and no intention of leaving Roxas changed his style now dancing like he was having sex with the man behind him. Feeling the obvious hard on Roxas smiled bitterly. He was betting it would take ten second maximum for that to go limp when Axel turned him around.

As the songs changed again Roxas felt warm breath on the back of his neck. "Do you know where I can find Roxas? He's the nephew of the guy who owns this club." His breath smelled like smoke. For some reason he was surprised Axel smoked. Putting that out of his head, Roxas made sure to keep his face as concealed as possible as he grabbed the larger man's hand and led him through the mass of people and into the back. Hell, he didn't bother even glancing back at Axel until they were safely locked in the red room. Memories of what had just recently happened in that room flooded Roxas and strengthened his conviction to just get this done. Spinning around he watched Axel's face fall. "Shit. Roxas?"

Preparing for the reaction hadn't done Roxas much good. He still felt his stomach tighten at the clear rejection. Good. Then things would work out. "Yeah. Congrats, you found me."

"Roxas?" Axel asked again as if he still wasn't sure this was just some joke.

"That would be my name."

"What the hell were you doing? You're too young to be dancing like that in a place like this!" A faint blush rose on Axel's cheeks. He seemed embarrassed he'd just danced like that with a sixteen year old. At least he still had some shame.

"Don't start lecturing me. Just listen." Luckily Axel seemed to be at a bit of a loss for words. "Get your friends together and leave. No questions, just leave and stay away from here."

"Why? Didn't you invite us here?"

"No. I didn't. I was told to." Running a hand through his hair Roxas didn't know what else to say to the man. "I'm doing this for Sora. He's going to be crushed if you all don't leave and I need him to stay happy."

"Slow down, I don't understand. Why were you dancing out there? Why would your uncle let you into a place like this dressed like that?"

It only took Roxas a second to realize he valued his brother more than he valued the memories he had made with Axel. Trying for his most seductive smile he dropped the glass he was holding and approached Axel. Pushing himself against him he let his hand wander down to grope the man. "He's not my uncle, he's my pimp. Sora and I are just his highest paid whores. Here's how tonight will go if you don't leave; you'll be drugged by one of Hisa's many other whores and be so enamored by their amazing sexual skills you'll be back tomorrow paying out of your ass to become a club member and sleep your way through all of them. Then you'll be offered me, Sora or Naminé for some outrageous fee and you'll deny it at first but when you hear about how good we are you'll try us out once, then again until you're hooked and spending all of your money on us."

Beginning to undo Axel's belt he continued, "I'm sure you'll be kind at first but then you'll want something more added to the excitement of sex." Roxas worked his hand into Axel's boxers until he found his semi-erect member. He worked it until it was hard in his hand. "Then that nice part of you that came from a restaurant to keep two boys company for the day will die. You'll be paying for our blood and tears, quite literally." Stepping back Roxas pulled up his shirt. All of the bruises were still nice and purple, perfect for the dramatic effect Roxas wanted. "Does this turn you on? If it doesn't yet it will once you get bored with regular sex. It's the only way some guys can get off you know. Just the other night a guy got hard making me beg to lick my own blood off his dick. Blood, sex, rape, alcohol, drugs, whatever you want—"

Totally caught up in his own story Roxas barely saw the punch coming. "Shut up." Falling to the ground he just laid there. "Just SHUT UP!" Each time his cheek throbbed he congratulated himself on how well he'd done. Axel wouldn't be back again. As if to prove him right the door opened and closed quickly.

Hisa was going to be furious. Roxas guessed he'd have a few million added to his debt after tonight but he gave up on ever being free. So long as Sora hadn't run into Riku he'd be okay. Sora would probably just brush it off and say they'll come back another night. Then when they didn't Roxas would convince him it was for the best and they might run into them sometime; if they were ever let out again.

Pushing himself up Roxas laughed. He spent so much time on the floor maybe he should just crawl everywhere. It might hurt less when pushed down again. Opening the door he couldn't bring himself to go back and dance with more people. He felt like he had been told all over again that the Tooth Fairy didn't exist. Slowly making his way back to his own room he passed others bringing their catch for the night.

Back in the safety of his own room Roxas sat on his bed and tried to hold on to the accomplished feeling. Instead he felt dirty. It was like it was a year ago when he was new at this and felt sick every time someone used him. Eventually the feeling went away and he came to terms with his life. This time it would go away again. It might take a while, but he'd be fine. He knew that. So why was he so sad? Curling up he stared at the wall, hoping sleep would come. But gods forbid he was that lucky.

Dammit. Why did those people have to come remind him what life could be like? He didn't want to be reminded that he was just a kid who shouldn't be in this place.

A knock at his door without the person entering made him sit up. "What?" He was in no mood to play nice tonight.

"Hisa says you have to go to the red room now," a timid voice said from behind the door.

"Tell Hisa to go screw himself." He really didn't want to sleep with someone tonight. Besides, didn't Hisa remember the condition he was in? Unless it was a woman who just wanted lip service they'd be greatly disappointed.

"He said it was your catch."

Roxas couldn't help it. He ran to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. So Axel was just another sick pervert. He probably ran to try to avoid the fact those images Roxas put in his head turned him on before he came to terms with his own sick desires and asked Hisa to give him to him for the night. "Tell him I'm coming!" Roxas shouted from the toilet. He wasn't going to let this go. He'd have the red head running within ten minutes. Hearing a desire that sick and seeing it were two different things.

New plan forming he stormed out of his room, past the girl, someone new, probably a silver level based on her looks, up to the red room. Already inside was Axel waiting patiently on the bed. Shutting the door quietly Roxas began stripping as he approached the man. "Were you that turned on? I really misjudged you. I didn't think you'd be the type to jump right in. So what would you like? Was it the begging that turned you on? Or the blood? Personally, I think I'm pretty –"

"Shut up."

"Well, I'm not sure I'll be able to keep quiet. The screaming comes with the blood you know, but I can try –"

"SHUT UP!" Shrugging Roxas continued to stip. Boots off and top button undone he got on his knees in front of Axel. Reaching for his fly Axels hands grabbed his wrists to stop him. Wanting to ask if he wanted something else first Roxas just looked up at him. "I sent them home." So he didn't want them seeing his fall from grace. Made sense. Reaching once again Roxas frowned in annoyance when Axel still didn't free him. "Stop. That's not what I want."

"Then what do you want? I'm sure Hisa told you, you could do anything to me."

"Stop that." Axel look seriously pained, like he had food poisoning. "I'm not here for...that." Sitting back on his heels, Roxas just looked up at Axel until he looked away. "I don't know why but I can't leave you here. You're just a kid."

"That didn't seem to matter when we danced."

"That was an accident."

"One you enjoyed."

"Stop treating me like I'm the enemy! I just want to talk!" Shrugging again Roxas looked away. It was his time. If he paid then Roxas really had no choice but to be good and do what he wanted.

Silence stretched on until Axel had to say something. Roxas sure wasn't going to. "Can you just tell me why you came to me? If things are... as bad as you say I can't see you getting away with ignoring Hisa's orders with just a slap on the wrist."

"I told you. For Sora."

"But why? What would've happened if we didn't leave?"

He seemed so genuinely curious Roxas felt a small spark of hope ignite in his chest. If he really did just want to talk... "Sora lost himself. You guys seemed to help him find his spirit again. I didn't want it crushed because he approached you guys and someone regretted him."

"So you wanted me to reject you? That doesn't make sense."

"I told you before; we can take care of each other."

"That still doesn't make sense. Why are you so worried about him? What about yourself?"

"We're brothers. We take care of each other."

Silence again. "So how can I help?"

"I don't need your help." Roxas was glad he wasn't the pervert he thought but he didn't want Axel any more involved in this than he needed to be. Besides the only way Roxas could see him helping was permanently buying him and Sora both. But that would be at least five million a piece. Worse than that, Roxas would then have to figure out how to pay Axel back. Though he doubted it could get any worse than this he wasn't willing to risk it. "Just don't come back."

"Why are you pushing me away? Do you want to stay here?" Axel looked so honestly confused.

Was he stupid? Who would want this? But there was no way Roxas was explaining everything to him. He might as well be a stranger. "Do you really want to help?" When Axel gave him a look asking if he was retarded Roxas glared back. "It's going to cost you a fortune." When Axel didn't even flinch Roxas felt that little flame of hope grow brighter. "Then request Sora. Come back again tomorrow and every night you're here and request Sora."

"Then that's what I'll do," Axel declared as he stood up. A confident smile played on his lips. Did he really think he was helping that much? Was he really that stupid? Roxas was marveled at how easy it was to completely play the man. Manipulating him was way too easy. So much for being a kid. "Then I guess I'll see you around kid."

"Wait." Roxas wasn't sure why he said that. No, he knew why. Axel couldn't leave yet. "Are you really not going to use me?" The confusion on Axel's face made it clear he never had intention to. "Hisa's not going to understand why you keep coming back if not for the sex. That's the only thing he understands."

"I'm not doing that with you, kid," Axel said firmly.

Roxas knew he'd say that. And he didn't really want to do it either. But he did wonder what Axel would be like. Maybe he'd be as careful as Sora. Or perhaps he'd be generous in bed. Roxas would never know. But if he was going to make Axel remember the dance they shared what was so wrong with making him remember something else? Besides, if Roxas' plan worked this would be the only chance he got to be with someone so...nice. "I'm not asking you to fuck me," Roxas stated blandly. "Just sit back down."

As Axel sat Roxas once again tried to go for his fly. "Whoa kid, didn't we already discuss this?" Axel asked with a nervous laugh.

"Can you walk out of here looking dazed?"

"Of course!" Relaxing his face and dropping his jaw a bit Axel tried for his best "dazed" face.

Laughing right in his face, Roxas said, "You look drugged up. That is not an 'I-just-had-an-amazing-blow-job' face. If you want to help then just deal. I promise it'll be over quickly."

Before Axel could voice any more of his protests Roxas had free his hands. Unzipping his pants the rest of the way he worked Axel's pants and boxers down as far as he could with him still sitting. Instead of using his hand to get him hard he immediately slipped all of the flaccid flesh into his mouth. While his mouth worked on Axel's dick his right hand grabbed his balls and rolled them around. More quickly than Roxas expected he felt Axel responding. As he started hardening Roxas found it harder and harder to keep all of it in his mouth. Not only was he long but he was definitely thicker than Sora. Hell, he was easily one of the largest guys Roxas had tried to swallow.

Sitting up a bit more he swallowed Axel whole and felt the man's hips jerk beneath him. Pleased with himself he slowly pulled himself off, leaving Axel's dick shinny with his spit. When his lips finally let the head he blew cold air onto Axel's dick. He visibly shivered at the sensation. Roxas then put all of Axel back into his mouth. The quick change from hot to cold to hot again drove most guys crazy. Axel was not different. Salty pre-cum slipped down Roxas' throat and he pulled back just enough to taste it. Surprisingly, it was actually not as salty as some other guys. It was sweeter than some guys but not as sweet and watery as a wet girl.

For a second Roxas slowed as Axel's hand made it's way into his hair but when he didn't force Roxas deeper or even grab his hair Roxas continued. Axel's hand just rested there, almost rubbing his head. It ruffled his hair like a breeze of fresh air. As his nails dragged gently against his scalp Roxas moaned. The sensitive way Axel was holding him actually made Roxas semi-hard. In appreciation Roxas ran his tongue up the vein on the bottom of Axel's dick. Sucking hard Roxas swallowed around Axel one more time before he felt Axel's dick begin to spasm. The man let out a loud groan as he emptied himself in Roxas' mouth. Roxas continued to swallow as each spurt of cum hit the back of his throat making Axel shudder more. The extra stimulation around his sensitive dick was driving him crazy.

As Roxas licked Axel one more time to make sure he was clean he sat back on his heels again. "There, now you have a properly dazed look." And that he did. His eyes were slightly glazed while the slightest blush rode high on his cheeks. Standing up Roxas slipped his boots back on and grabbed his shirt off the floor. Not bothering to say anything else he simply left.

In the back halls people congratulated him on getting such a big catch while some others openly glared their resentment at him. Roxas tried to brush off the compliments like they were unimportant, like what he did was no big deal. Would they congratulate him by the time Axel left town and everything went back to normal for the most part? Probably not. Hisa would probably be in a bit of a mood and they'd all pay for it. Strangely, Roxas didn't care.

When he entered him room he saw Sora looking dejected on his bed. "They left," he said as Roxas shut the door. "I finally found them and when I went to go say hi Axel showed up, said something and everyone left."

"Who knows why? But they might come back. I saw Axel for a bit. He seemed surprised to see me there." Roxas paused. How far should he take his lie? "I think its better the others left. Who knows how they would've reacted?"

"Yeah... yeah, you're right." Sora tried for a grin. "Besides, who knows, we might run into each other again anyways!" There it was. That childlike optimism that Roxas wanted to protect. It told him he really did do the right thing.

"Of course you will! But you won't live to see tomorrow if you don't let me get some sleep tonight."

"Don't blame me! You're the one who fell asleep in my bed the past two nights!"

"I'm going to blame you if you don't leave." Roxas laughed as Sora stuck out his tongue at him.

Finally alone Roxas lay down. Licking his lips he remembered what just happened. It was by far the kindest anyone had ever been to him here. Even knowing that he'd probably never see that man again he was happy. Axel would help Sora get out of here then Roxas could focus on getting himself out.

Pleased to find himself with a solid plan, Roxas happily let himself fall into the most peaceful sleep he'd had in a long time.

All night and all day he hadn't been able to stop thinking about that damned kid. Roxas... Hell, he should have known the kid was bad news when he and his brother were supposed to eat at the same restaurant as them. If they really were supposed to they would've gotten a taxi. If they really lived there they would have known to call for a damn taxi beforehand. But Demyx had thought the kids were cute and didn't want to leave them alone so everyone had once again gone along with his insane plans. And of course the kids just happened to be the "nephews" to the guy who owned the club they came to town to visit. What a coincidence!

Remembering the last night he felt his stomach heave again but with nothing left in it, it settled quickly. When he had returned to his hotel he'd been violently sick. He was more disgusted with himself than he'd ever been before. He had let Roxas... a kid…

Angry Axel punched the wall again. Having done this repeatedly throughout the day there were dents on almost every wall of his suite. Not that he really cared. The cost of fixing them was pocket change to him. But if Roxas and Sora had that much money they probably wouldn't be in that place. How the hell did two kids get into that mess anyways? He knew it wasn't any of his business but he never did let something go once he made up his mind. So he was planning on going back tonight and asking for Sora just like Roxas wanted. Hell, he might even get more than a defensive answer from Sora.

What was with Roxas? One second he was dancing in a way no kid should and the next he was scaring Axel so badly he thought he was going to be sick on the spot. If he was ever given the chance Axel was sure he'd be a terror. He'd probably run for president or something like that and win everyone over with that charming smile before he dropped nukes on the whole world.

So maybe that was a bit dramatic, but Axel felt like a fool. When he'd seen the kid dancing he honestly had no clue it was him. All he could think of was pressing himself against that small frame. Of course he'd known it was a guy, he just didn't care if the person he got with by the end of the night was male or female. No, he actually preferred men. So he'd approached the smaller guy and couldn't help but be entranced. The way he pushed against Axel... Axel had wished they were alone and without the barriers of clothes. And he even started planning it. He figured the guy he was dancing with was a whore. The Playground's reputation had preceded it. But Axel wasn't really fussed if he'd be paying for a whore. He did, however, figure that if the whore worked for Hisa he'd know where he could find Roxas; he wanted to thank the kid for getting them in. Until Axel had made them all leave they'd been having a great time.

But who knew the guy he was dancing with was the kid he was looking for? Normal kids did not dance like that. So when he was dragged off to some room only to hear from Roxas himself that he was a whore who was about to drug Axel, well, Axel knew he should've listened to the kid and run without looking back. But what decent guy would do that? The kid may have scared the shit out of him when he showed him those bruises but wasn't it Axel's job to help the kid? He was, after all, six years older than the kid. Though Roxas had a brother, it wasn't like Sora was in much of a position to help him much. This made it Axel's self-proclaimed job. Any decent person would do the same when the kid didn't actually drug him. He had a good heart. He deserved whatever help Axel could give him.

And Axel would do anything to make his own feelings right again. He never should've let the kid touch him in any way. But if he imagined Roxas as the nameless guy he'd danced with... Well, just one second of thinking that way led to what now ate Axel up inside. It had by far been the best blowjob he'd ever received. The tight mouth around his dick, sucking him all the way down, that tongue constantly teasing him, made each touch feel like pure electricity... He could easily understand why people would pay out of their asses to have Roxas do that to them. More than that, if he was that good with his mouth Axel could only imagine everything else he was good at.

Which is where Axel hit a moral wall. Having a kid do that to him was sickening. He could barely stand it. Yet it had been amazing. The kid was amazing. More than just his unspeakable skills, he had a good heart even in a place like that. He wanted to help the kid, but why? Did he want to out of the sheer goodness in his heart or was he hoping for a repeat of the night before? He couldn't honestly answer that. He had gone back to Roxas without expecting anything but after that... Well, he'd never forget that, for good or bad.

Looking down he frowned. At least one part of him knew what it wanted. His prominent erection was bulging at the thought of having Roxas on his knees again. God that was a sexy image. It didn't help that Roxas looked as innocent as a virgin. And with him lips parted...

Furious once more, Axel's first slammed into the wall again. No, he wasn't going to let his hormones control him but he was going to go help those kids. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out him phone and began his own planning.

So I've actually writen up to chapter 6. Everything just needs to be edited then it'll be up for your guy's reading pleasure. I'll even put up another chapter tomorrow if people review this for me...