Rating: M
A/N: For my dear Samaloo~
I do hope it brightens your day.
Warning: mansecks
Bad Day Cure
Chapter 7
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Roxas groaned when he came to, slowly raising a hand to his head. He winced when the wagon hit a bump, cursing softly.
Wait. He was moving?!
Roxas' eyes shot open. When they did, he realized that he was in Axel and Demyx's wagon. It was faintly lit by some of the lanterns that had been in their tent. The blond glanced around, wondering how long he'd been unconscious, until his gaze fell upon the other two. They were sitting by his feet, watching him carefully.
Roxas sat up quickly. It was far too quickly and he raised a hand to his to his head, groaning again when the wagon hit another bump. He closed his eyes and everything that had happened came rushing back.
"Roxas? Are you okay?" Demyx asked, concerned. He was about to reach for the younger blond but stopped dead when Roxas glared at them murderously.
"What the hell?! You'd resort to kidnapping me?!" he yelled, angrily.
"Yes," Axel answered for both of them. Roxas' glare hardened.
"Take me back," he said icily.
"We can't, even if we wanted to," Demyx said apologetically. "Sorry." Roxas' eyes narrowed.
"No you're not."
Axel smirked, crawling toward the youngest blond. Roxas' breath hitched as that beautiful face inched closer and those emeralds mesmerized him. "You catch on rather quickly," he whispered in Roxas' ear.
"Get away from-"Roxas started to demand but stopped, gasping and face flushing when the red-head's tongue darted out and ran along the inner shell, exploring.
"No," Axel whispered, gripping Roxas' neck and biting his ear teasingly.
"Axel! Stop it," Demyx scolded, swatting him on the head, making him wince and look at the other blond. Roxas hadn't even seen him get closer; he'd been too… distracted. The red-head pouted at Demyx.
"You're no fun, Dem." Demyx glared warningly before giving his attention to Roxas.
"Are you okay, honey," Demyx asked, concerned and touching either side of Roxas' face as he began to fret. Said blond stared into those aquamarines, biting his lower lip, his eyes welling up with tears.
"N-no… it… it feels like I'm betraying everyone… like…" Demyx shook his head, making Roxas pause.
"There's nothing you could have done, Roxas." He smiled, wiping away Roxas' tears with his thumbs as they started. "Besides, you didn't betray anyone. We kidnapped you, remember?" Roxas closed his eyes, nodding and allowing Demyx to pull him into a hug, hugging back.
When Demyx finally let go, he took Roxas' face into his hands once again, regaining the blond's attention. "Don't worry," he soothed, "Xemnas gave us a report and no one was harmed. And as usual, he staged it to look like our camp was caught in the blaze. It will only appear as if there was one person in the town and us who died." Roxas nodded, glancing elsewhere.
"Don't worry," Demyx whispered again, before hugging Roxas again, "Axel, Naminee and I will always be here for you, so you'll never feel lonely or hurt again." Roxas smiled. Try as he might, he couldn't stay mad at the other two- particularly Demyx.
"You're really sweet, Demyx," he said softly, their eyes locking. Demyx's eyes widened slightly then he smiled back.
"As are you," he whispered back before going silent for a long time.
"Would you like us to take your mind off of things so you don't feel so guilty?"
"…what do you mean?" Roxas whispered. Demyx pulled away then reached behind him, opening a trunk, taking an object out and handing it to him. It was a bottle of something.
"Take a drink."
Roxas stared at the bottle in his hand. It was clear, as was the liquid inside which was half gone. He hesitated for a moment then opened it taking a big drink. He coughed, desperately trying to catch his breath as soon as he'd swallowed. It burned horribly.
"W-what is that stuff?" he sputtered, body beginning to tingle and go warm. What he found enjoyable about it though was the slight numbed feeling he felt. Axel smirked, taking the bottle from Roxas and likewise taking a drink before handing it to Demyx.
"Vodka," the red-head purred. He leaned in closer and Roxas blushed, heart pounding wildly. "Do you like it?" he asked softly. The blond nodded slowly. "Then by all means, have some more," he said slowly. Roxas opened his mouth then closed it, finding the bottle in his lap once again.
Without thinking, he reopened it and drank. He didn't stop until it was nearly gone. Roxas blushed horribly when he realized that he'd nearly had it all.
"I'm sssorry," he said, noticing a slight slur in his speech, surprised by his lack of control. He'd heard about alcohol, but hadn't ever actually had any before. Demyx shook his head.
"Don't worry about it. You can finish it if you'd like." Roxas glanced at the bottle, feeling guilty. He looked up at Axel, vision going in and out of focus.
"Really?" Axel nodded and Roxas emptied the bottle of its contents.
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It didn't take long before everything seemed quite hilarious to Roxas. Whether it be the way the lamp was swinging from the ceiling or the hiccups.
"Roxas, have you ever had alcohol before..?" Demyx asked. Roxas hiccupped and laughed hysterically.
"Ssstop worrying sso much, Demyx," he said, laughing as he hiccupped again. The wagon hit another bump and Roxas went flying back, laughing harder. Axel caught him and gripped his shoulders. Roxas looked up, amusement on his face, his cerulean locking with emerald.
"Are you okay, Roxas?" Roxas nodded slowly, staring up at the red-head. "What is it?" he asked, concerned. Roxas smiled then looked quite serious.
"You're beautiful," he whispered. Axel's eyes widened, even more so when Roxas was bold enough to reach up, tangling his fingers in that fiery hair and pull the red-head down.
Their lips brushed and Axel hesitated. "You're drunk," he whispered, tensing.
"I don't care," Roxas replied.
"I do. I will not take advantage of you," he whispered back. Roxas licked the red-head's cheek then giggled as they hit another bump.
"Bu-but what if I-I wwant you to?" he asked, almost short of breath, pulling back and staring up at Axel again. Axel opened his mouth to speak but before he could, Roxas pulled him down into a messy kiss. When Axel managed to pull back, Roxas' cheeks were horribly flushed. The red-head smiled, loving how innocent the smaller boy was.
He bent back down, kissing the blond deliberately slowly. Roxas gripped tighter and he deepened the kiss. "There, now stop being so adorable or I just might lose my self control," he whispered in Roxas' ear, once he'd pulled away. Demyx sniggered.
"You, being noble, that's a first." Roxas looked at the other blond, eyebrows furrowing. "What is it, Roxas?" he asked, crawling toward the other two.
"Is Axel mad at me?" he asked. Demyx smiled.
"No."
"Bbut hhe-"Roxas started, but stopping when he got cut off by Demyx's lips locking with his.
"Are you mad at us?" Demyx asked softly as he pulled away. Roxas shook his head, heart pounding.
"I ccan't be…" he murmured, leaning back against Axel who loosely wrapped his arms around him. He felt very hot and began to unbutton his shirt.
"Roxas… what are you doing?" Axel asked, wondering if he should be concerned by the blond's behavior. The alcohol seemed to be hitting him in waves. Roxas began to laugh again.
"What's so funny?" Demyx questioned.
Roxas giggled with renewed vigor. "Do you hhhaave any more Vodka?"
"I think you've had enough," Demyx replied.
"But-"Roxas began to protest, getting cut off again when Demyx kissed him again. He surprised the older blond by kissing back.
Roxas looked at first Demyx and then Axel, eyes half lidded and panting when the older blond pulled away. "mmore," he breathed.
"…Alcohol?" Axel questioned, remembering the younger boy's previous request. Roxas shook his head.
"Yyou," he breathed. Axel and Demyx looked at one another.
"What do you want us to do to you?" Demyx asked slowly. Cerulean locked with aquamarine.
"Whatever you want." The two lovers looked at one another for a second time and then the red-head bent down.
"You know you're asking for it, right?" Axel whispered in his ear, his hands snaking down the younger boy's sides. Roxas nodded. He gasped when Axel simultaneously ran his tongue up his neck and slipped a hand into his pants. The red-head's fingers began to explore and he moaned, face flushing.
"You'd better be sure," the red-head said, lowly in his ear as Roxas closed his eyes, "Because I for one won't be stopping."
Roxas' eyes shot open when Axel's teeth claimed his neck and he began to nibble and lick then bite and suck harshly at the sensitive skin. "A-Axelll-ahh!" he moaned, arching his back when that hand wrapped around him, those fingers moving up and down his length. He got cut off when Demyx's lips reclaimed his own. He let the blond kiss him slowly as another pair of hands slipped into his shirt.
Roxas twitched, moaning into Demyx's mouth as Axel continued his ministrations, writhing under Demyx. He raised his hands to the other blond's shoulders, trying to push him away because he could barely breathe but found he couldn't- the alcohol had made him weak.
Demyx didn't pull away for moments longer and Roxas was panting heavily when he finally did. His heart was beating frantically. He could barely move.
Axel's hands slid up Roxas' sides as soon as the youngest blond was hard and Demyx worked his way down his chest, toward his abdomen. "Is this what you wanted?" Axel whispered in Roxas' ear before exploring it with his tongue.
"Yess," Roxas mewled, much like a cat in heat, when the red-head's fingers ran across his nipples. He didn't protest as his pants and underwear were removed, lying limply in Axel's arms until the red-head gave his nipples a sharp twist, working on the other side of his neck. Roxas twitched again, body convulsing, just before Demyx gripped his hips, holding him down, taking him into his mouth.
Roxas gasped when Demyx began to suck lightly. He moaned loudly and continually, his entire body shaking as the blond's head began to bob up and down, faster and faster, tongue exploring. Roxas' mind went blank as he was overcome, writhing in Axel's arms yet again. He barely felt the red-head gently kiss his neck, almost screaming as he came.
Roxas looked up, face beautifully flushed, giving the red-head a heated gaze. "K-kiss me," he whispered, gripping his hand as Demyx swallowed the mess he'd made. His heart was pounding- he couldn't help but feel more strongly about the red-head, even if it was unfair to Demyx. Axel had been every first for him- first kiss, first to touch him, first time, first 'I love you'... - the red head smirked wildly.
"As you wish," he whispered, tilting Roxas' head back and kissing him slowly, gripping his hand tightly. When Axel finally broke the kiss, Roxas made a small noise of protest.
Axel smirked again, bending back down. "Oh don't worry, we are far from done," he whispered in Roxas' ear, not fully comprehending that it was him that the blond wanted. The red-head looked up, emerald locking with aquamarine. "Why don't you go first, Dem?"
"F-first?" Roxas questioned, vision blurring slightly. It was when his legs were raised and spread that Roxas noticed that Demyx's pants were gone. He hadn't even seen him take them off. "Nn-"Roxas began to protest as Demyx positioned himself, beginning to enter his body without prior preparation, but got cut off, crying out instead when the wagon hit another bump and Demyx entered him in one fluid motion.
"Are you okay?" Demyx asked, concerned. Roxas, who had closed his eyes, nodded slowly, gritting his teeth. He took a deep breath, trying to relax in Axel's arms, and then equally slowly opened his eyes, feeling guilty for favoring Axel. Demyx raised a hand to Roxas' cheek, concern still clearly showing as he lent in. "Are you sure?"
Roxas nodded again, still gripping Axel's hand. "Yes," he whispered, closing his eyes as he let Demyx kiss him. "Just do it," he breathed when Demyx broke the kiss, "Make me forget."
Axel gripped Roxas more tightly when Demyx began to thrust in and out slowly. He was surprised when he immediately felt strong feelings of jealousy. He stared at Roxas, unable to comprehend why he was feeling this way. Perhaps he loved the cute little blond more than he'd realized.
Said blond gasped softly, moaning lightly as Demyx picked up the pace. Axel buried his face into the crook of Roxas' neck, staring at that honey hair so he wouldn't have to see, but still felt their movements, since he was holding the blond. The red-head winced when Roxas fisted his hair with his free hand, pulling hard. He raised his head when the blond gasped out his name.
Roxas' eyes were half lidded but Axel could still tell that they were shining. He whispered the blond's name, wanting, needing, to know what was wrong but his voice was masked as Demyx came and Roxas cried out.
Tears streamed down Roxas' cheeks and his body went lax in Axel's arms. The younger boy fell out of consciousness moments later due to pure exhaustion. "Roxas?" Axel asked as Demyx pulled out. "Roxas?! Wake up!"
"Don't worry," Demyx said softly, cupping the red-head's cheek, "I'm sure he's fine. He's probably just not used to this yet and is exhausted and in need of sleep." Axel nodded slowly, checking the younger boy's pulse. It was relatively normal.
"Get a blanket, will you?" he asked softly. Demyx nodded, retrieving Roxas' blanket and covering him up as Axel carefully laid him down.
"Sleep well, Roxas," the red-head whispered, kissing his forehead.
A hand touched the red-head's shoulder. Axel looked up, emerald locking with aquamarine. Demyx halfway smiled.
"He likes you more," he whispered. Axel glanced at the sleeping blond.
"Maybe he's just not used to you… He has spent more time with me after all."
Demyx shrugged. "Perhaps. But it's not like it matters all that much. It's not like I'm in love with him- I care a lot but I'm not in love with him yet."
"Are you mostly in it for the change up then?"
Demyx's eyes bore into Axel's. "I suppose you could say that. You?"
Axel ran a hand through his fiery hair. "I… I'm in love with you both," he said, closing his eyes.
"Damn," he muttered under his breath.
Demyx laughed lightly. "I saw it coming," he whispered, "Roxas is pretty amazing, after all. Beautiful… brilliant… funny…" Axel opened his eyes, watching the blond carefully. "Don't worry," Demyx whispered, taking the older boy's face into his hands, "I'm fine with it."
Axel halfway smiled as their foreheads pressed together. "I'm glad, Dem," he whispered, leaning in and brushing his lips against the blond's. Demyx closed his eyes, letting the red-head kiss him, a little short of breath when he finished.
He palmed the red-head's erection, making Axel groan. "Do you want me to take care of this?" he asked softly. Axel shook his head.
"I'll take care of it. You look exhausted. Sleep."
"But-"Demyx started to protest, stopping when Axel pressed a finger to his lips.
"Please."
Demyx hesitated a moment longer then nodded slowly. "Okay. Goodnight, Axel," he whispered.
"Goodnight, Demyx," Axel whispered back as they pulled apart.
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Axel glanced at the sleeping blonds.
Demyx had fallen asleep next to Roxas shortly after Roxas had, at the red-head's request. Meanwhile, he had been lying, awake, waiting for the opportune moment to relieve himself of his problem. He hadn't wanted to do it while the other two were awake. He also hadn't wanted to have sex with either of the other two. They- particularly Roxas- had looked exhausted before falling asleep.
He had also been bothered by how Roxas had reacted to Demyx. The blond had been crying, after all. He tilted his head back, resting it against some pillows, mind reeling until the train of wagons stopped for the night. He supposed that Demyx was probably right. Roxas just liked him more.
Axel stood, double checking the door, making sure it was locked. His opportunity had come.
He'd decided that it was probably better not to venture outdoors into unknown terrain, and sat, facing away from the other two, slowly lifting his shirt before beginning to untie his belt. He was just about to reach into his pants but stopped, jumping, and nearly having a heart attack, when a pair of hands grasped him and he was hugged tightly from behind. He knew it wasn't Demyx just by the way he was being held.
"R-Roxas?" The red-head questioned, heart pounding. "You scared me."
He was awake? Axel had been certain that the blond had fallen asleep long ago. Perhaps he'd just woken up. "Sorry," the blond whispered. Roxas let go and Axel turned around. The younger boy looked like he wanted to say something.
"What is it?"
"I want to feel you," he whispered, slowly crawling toward the red-head until they were barely an inch apart. "Just you." He seemed more sober but Axel could tell he wasn't. His movements were enough to give that away.
The red-head glanced at Demyx who had fallen asleep a while ago then smirked at the half naked blond. If he wanted to play some more, so be it. Besides- it meant that he'd get the blond all to himself.
"Alright," he whispered back, more than happy to oblige him, leaning in, fisting those honey colored locks and kissing the blond fiercely. Roxas moaned and he pulled away. Their eyes locked. "Just try not to scream too loudly, honey- I'd hate to wake Dem."
Roxas surprised him by smirking back and pressing him against the wagon wall just before locking their lips together for a second time. His motions were effective, even though they were far from perfect. "I'll try," he whispered when he pulled back briefly.
The blond lent back in, playing with Axel's lip ring with his teeth before nibbling and sucking on his lower lip. He winced when Axel gripped his bruised neck and the red-head chuckled before returning the kiss.
Roxas kissed back, beginning to unbutton the red-head's shirt. When he'd finished, he pulled back, helping Axel take it off before slipping out of his own. Axel smirked again, taking off the rest of his clothes. "I think I like you drunk," he whispered, pulling Roxas closer before kissing him again.
Roxas pulled back, a smile on his lips. "Then perhaps we'll have to do this again," he whispered, a hand finding the red-head's groin, fingers slowly running along his length. Axel closed his eyes, shivering in anticipation.
The blond smirked when his fingers ran across something metallic. "Here too?" he asked softly. He hadn't noticed before- and he hadn't really gotten a good look at Axel, up close and naked prior to now. He was otherwise occupied last time.
"W-what?"
"Why so many piercings?" Roxas asked just as softly.
"Because I like them," Axel said simply. "Do you not?"
"I do," the younger boy replied, gripping his shoulders, "They make you more intriguing." Axel laughed lightly but stopped, gasping, when Roxas bent down and his tongue ran across then around one of his nipples. He moaned softly when Roxas began to bite and suckle.
The blond ran his tongue along the hardened stub roughly then switched to the other, continuing until Axel pushed him away. Roxas looked at the red-head questioningly just before he kissed him deeply, passionately.
Roxas gasped as he was pushed down. He moaned, tremoring, when Axel rolled his hips into his, pressing their throbbing erections together. Axel smirked, loving how sensitive the younger boy was- he was hard already.
Clouded sapphire locked with emerald. "This is new," the blond breathed, referring to their position. Axel gave him a Cheshire grin.
"Oh I'm well aware," he said, cupping the blond's cheek and bending down. His impossibly wide smirk widened to an even greater extent. "I want to see your face when I make you come this time," he whispered, not even an inch away. Roxas blushed, just before Axel kissed him.
The red-head only pulled away to lift and spread Roxas' legs and then purposefully thrust into him in one fluid motion. Roxas moaned loudly as Axel hit that spot that made his world go white. Axel smirked again, leaning in. "I'm glad to see that what Demyx left behind didn't go to waste," he purred, attempting to hide that he was burning with jealousy. Roxas' blush deepened and that smirk turned into a Cheshire grin just before the red-head began to thrust.
Roxas covered his mouth with his hand in an attempt to stay quiet as the red-head penetrated deeper, harder, faster. He was only partially successful.
"Nng, Axelll," the blond moaned, body shaking, just before the red-head kissed him. Roxas gripped that fiery hair, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Axel pulled back, chuckling lightly.
"Do I do it better?" he asked, smirking. He was surprised, to say the least, when Roxas' arms wrapped around him, hands gripping his upper back, and the blond buried his face in the crook of his neck.
"Roxas?" he whispered, pausing. The blond looked up, cerulean locking with emerald; he was crying. "What's wrong?"
"I only want you to touch me like this," the blond whispered, "I only want to feel you like this, even if it is unfair."
"Why?" Axel asked softly, cupping Roxas' cheek, beginning to register in his mind why Roxas had been crying before.
"Because I love you," Roxas whispered back. "I have feelings for Demyx but I love y-"he started, getting cut off when Axel kissed him.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Axel whispered.
"I felt guilty. Demyx is so kind, so sweet…" Axel shook his head.
"Don't ever make yourself miserable. I'm sorry if we hurt you… if… I hurt you," he whispered, thinking back. 'Why don't you go first Dem?' -it was entirely his fault. Roxas closed his eyes, nodding before relaxing under the red-head.
"I forgive you," Roxas whispered, staring up into that beautiful face. He smiled up at the red-head, feeling much better now that he'd said how he felt. They lay there for a few moments before Roxas spoke.
"You know," he said, smirking and running his hands along Axel's sides. "You can continue at any time." Axel blushed then laughed lightly.
"I definitely like you drunk," he said, smirking before thrusting into him, hard. He winced, hissing lightly when Roxas' fingernails bit into his sides, thrusting again and making Roxas moan.
Their lips locked, tongues clashing as Axel continued, just before the red-head's hand found the blond's unattended erection, pumping it in time to the thrusting. Roxas squirmed under him, moaning loudly into his mouth. Axel left the blond panting as he broke the kiss.
"Ax-Axel, I'm going t-to," he barely managed, stopping when that hand pumped faster in response. "Ah-haa-Axeell!" Roxas nearly screamed as he came all over the red-head's hand, leaving long angry welts down his back as his nails raked across his skin. Axel moaned in response, making sure to look at the blond's face.
It was horribly flushed, and there was sweat, mingling with tears, running down Roxas' cheeks and forehead, a look of pure ecstasy on face. Axel thought it was one of the most beautiful things he'd ever seen. He raised his hand, slipping a finger into Roxas' mouth, giving him a taste of his own essence. The red-head smirked when the younger boy made a face then lent in, kissing him possessively, thrusting a few more times before coming inside, filling him.
Axel pulled out, making the younger boy gasp, then reached for the closest blanket, wiping him off before covering them both and lying beside him. He pulled Roxas close, pressing their bodies together and listening to the other boy's ragged breathing.
When the honey-haired blond had calmed, he wrapped his arms around the red-head, listening to his racing heart. "I love you… Axel," he whispered, nuzzling closer.
"And I you," he whispered, gripping the younger blond protectively, "I'll make sure no one else ever takes you again." Roxas smiled.
"Were you jealous when Demyx did?" Roxas whispered.
"Incredibly," the red-head whispered back.
Roxas' smile widened and he laughed lightly before taking a deep breath, beginning to drift off. He felt safe in Axel's arms, and soon fell into a dreamless sleep.
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A/N: Finally done! –whoot- I've been working on this… ever since I last posted O_o;
Hope you enjoyed your smut. And… sorry, love, but I should probably update something else next time. My other stories are beginning to accumulate dust… -_-;
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