Stockholm Syndrome

A/n: For Adrianne

Chapter Ten

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Roxas didn't even notice that Axel had returned until the red-head shut the water off. The blond stared up at the man, water dripping off of his wet body.

"Hello…" Axel sighed softly then knelt down and dried off Roxas' head with the towel he was holding.

"Hey." They were both silent for a long moment. "C'mon let's go eat." Roxas pulled his knees to his chest, holding them tightly.

"My clothes are wet… I'll make a mess if I do."

"Then take them off." Roxas stiffened and Axel sighed again, knowing that he was hesitating because he didn't want to be naked. The blond watched as he took off his shirt and handed it to him. Roxas stared at it for a long time. "It's better than nothing, isn't it?" Nodding, the blond accepted it. "Don't take too long." The red-head said in response as he stood and walked away. He hesitated at the door. "Your food will get cold." Then he was gone.

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Roxas came into the kitchen slowly. Axel's t-shirt came halfway to his knees. The red-head stared for a moment or two and then took a drink of tea, finding that he preferred it to the pants he'd been wearing.

"How many people did you kill?"

"Seven."

Roxas hesitated, feeling uncomfortable. "I see…" Axel hummed and then closed his eyes.

"Aren't you going to sit down?"

"Right… sorry." The red-head heard the chair slide across the tile. When he opened his eyes, he was staring into ocean blue. "Does it bother you?"

"What?"

"Killing people." Axel glanced away, taking a drink of his tea.

"Why would it?" he asked disinterestedly. Roxas drank some tea as well but said nothing for a long time.

"Have you decided how you're going to kill me?" Axel closed his eyes.

"No," he whispered. Roxas set his glass down. Axel had sounded sad.

"Axel?"

"Hmm?" The red-head heard Roxas stand and emerald met sapphire. Roxas glanced away. He'd been considering asking if Axel wanted to kill him anymore… but changed his mind. He was probably just imagining things.

"Thanks for going to the effort of making me food, but I'm not hungry." The blond went to the counter, stopping when Axel came up behind him. He didn't resist as hands grasped his hips. Roxas felt the familiar weight of a chin resting on top of his head. It was as if it were meant to be that way.

"It bothers you." Tears slid down the boy's cheeks and then he quickly wiped them away.

"Of course it does. I'll never see my family again because of you… I shouldn't… let you be holding me."

"Then why are you?"

"I don't know." Roxas closed his eyes. He didn't protest as Axel turned him around. He opened them when a hand cupped his chin, raising it. Beautiful green eyes were searching his blue ones but Axel couldn't figure out what the boy was thinking. His eyes travelled to Roxas' pouty lips for a long moment and the blond blushed lightly. It deepened when he grasped either side of his face and gently kissed him.

"Why don't you fight anymore?" he whispered against Roxas' lips. The blond blushed deeply, his lips trembling. He glanced away but didn't answer. He knew that he liked it and that he wanted more and more, and he felt so, so guilty because of it. He felt terrible that he was even pretending and acting like he cared about Axel. He bit his lower lip. He was having a hard time convincing himself that that was how it was anymore. But… he knew that it could never be more than that. What Axel had done was unforgivable…

Their eyes locked as Roxas reminded himself of the most important thing to him anymore: getting out of this alive. His hands grasped strong shoulders. "I thought you were perceptive enough to have figured that out."

"I didn't say I wasn't." Roxas smiled bitterly. Of course, he reminded himself; Axel enjoyed screwing with him. The red-head probably knew exactly what he was thinking. He kissed Axel back. He needed a good distraction. The red-head was surprised momentarily before he closed his eyes and kissed his little puzzle back. Their kiss deepened and then they pulled apart briefly to breathe before Axel kissed Roxas again until he was breathless. The blond was panting when they pulled apart.

Axel stared into those heated blue eyes before kissing the blond again. He couldn't help himself. With Roxas, he had no control. It scared him a little but he couldn't put a damper on his need for more. He was already consumed by it. Without prior warning, he lifted Roxas up and sat him on the counter so that he could kiss him more easily. Roxas didn't seem to mind. He wrapped his arms around the red-head's neck and kissed him back. Axel could feel how aroused the blond was by the time he'd broken the kiss. His hand fondled him between the legs as his tongue ran up Roxas' neck.

"Do you want me to take care of you?" Roxas bit his lower lip, holding back a moan as he did it again. Axel increased the pressure and his dangling control snapped. His mind was in a fog and he was speaking without realizing it.

"Yes," he moaned. His eyes widened and he realized what he'd done when Axel lowered him and his back pressed against the counter. "A-Axel…" he whispered, blushing as the red-head unfastened his pants, exposing his own throbbing erection.

"Yes, Roxas?" The blond glanced away. He didn't want to admit that he was afraid of himself and his own reactions to the red-head or his complete and utter lack of control around him.

"N-never mind…" Axel sucked on his right pointer finger, looking thoughtful.

"You're upset because it's me and you're supposed to hate me. Does that sound right?" Roxas swallowed, refusing to meet those startling green eyes. Axel stared at the blond. He'd wanted to stretch him out with his fingers, but Roxas needed to relax… The boy gasped as Axel raised up his lower half and pulled his legs apart. The loose t-shirt fell down, pooling around him and bunching underneath his arms.

"Wh-what are you d-doing?" Roxas gasped loudly as Axel's tongue ran across his quivering ass and he licked him.

"Have you ever heard of 'rimming'?"

"N-no…"

"Then I'll show you exactly what it is." Roxas gasped again as that hot tongue ran into the crevice of his ass and then across the sensitive flesh there. His face flushed darkly as it slipped inside, thrusting in and out and exploring thoroughly. Roxas squirmed and moaned over and over and over as strong hands held his legs in place. He felt traces of guilt in the fleeting moments where he could think, until the red-head blew his mind all over again. He couldn't think, even after Axel had pulled back, five minutes later. His bare ass met the counter for only a moment before the red-head was raising his legs and joining their bodies together. Roxas' moans blended together as Axel continued, faster and faster with the blond's legs up and over his shoulders. He came as the red-head kissed him hungrily, moaning again as Axel thrust several more times before climaxing as well.

Roxas lay there limply, panting, even after Axel pulled away. He didn't even notice that Axel was wiping both of them off until he threw away the soiled paper towel. He blushed, realizing what they'd done and how he had no self control when he was around Axel. He blinked as a pale hand was offered to him, hesitating for a moment before accepting it and getting lost in beautiful green eyes as he sat up. Their eyes never wavered from one another's. Axel kissed Roxas gently and the blond accepted it. He knew he had no chance of resisting. When Axel pulled away, he pulled up his pants and then went out onto a small balcony. Roxas stood, righting the shirt he was wearing before going to him.

"Stay inside." Roxas stopped just inside the doorway. He closed his eyes as the breeze kissed his skin.

"Can I go outside just once before I die?"

"I'll think about it." Roxas smiled.

"Thank you."

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Roxas woke to someone shaking him. He rubbed his eyes. He hadn't even realized he'd fallen asleep.

"C'mon, wake up!"

"Axel?" Roxas murmured tiredly. He blinked at the red-head, his vision slowly focusing. It was dark outside. He groaned groggily as he was drug along, surprised when Axel took him outside. The red-head handed him the mug he'd been using. The stars were fading away and the light pastels coloring the sky told him that sunrise was fast approaching. And then it happened. The sun appeared over the horizon, and the stars disappeared as the moon set behind them.

The blond's eyes widened. Three days…

His hands shook and he dropped the mug, quickly going back inside.

Axel frowned, picking up the mug before doing the same.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You're lucky you didn't break my favorite coffee mug." Roxas trembled but didn't answer. He was holding his head in his hands and trying to calm down. "Roxas?" The blond flinched as Axel touched him. He looked scared and Axel blinked. He felt bad. Without thinking, he sat beside the boy and pulled him to himself, resting his chin on top of his head. "It'll be okay," He murmured. Roxas shook his head and pulled away, his back to the red-head. He shook his head.

"No…" he sobbed, "I-it w-won't," he whimpered pathetically, disgusted with himself as he began to cry.

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