Wretched Revenge

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Kingdom Hearts characters. Ho-hum.

Warnings: Yaoi, OOCness, Rape

Spoilers: If you haven't played KH2 there are Organization XIII people in my fic you probably won't know.

Pairings: (can rape be considered a pairing?) Axel:x:Roxas:x:Riku

Plot: Cloud raped a boy named Sora two days ago. Sora's friends have decided to seek retribution by kidnapping and raping Cloud's little brother, Roxas. Sorry, Roxas, seems like you've become a victim of wretched revenge.

NOTE: As I said before, I do NOT approve of rape. I don't think rape is funny or right in any way, and I also do not think rape can be considered enjoyable in any way (unless it's BDSM/role-playing)! I wrote this as a purely fictitious fandom. I hope everyone knows and/or realizes that. :x:Myou:x:

Part X

Sora gasped as the lights flashed then died completely, leaving him alone in the bathroom, nothing but all-consuming pitch black surrounding him. The sound of the shower was the only thing heard aside from the rumbling of the storm, the brunette clinging to the shower wall as he listened for Riku, or one of the other boys. He hated the dark. Shuddering despite the warm water raining down on him, Sora let out a shaky breath. "R-Riku?"

Thunder answered his call, but not the voice of the older boy.

Sora swallowed, dunking his head under the water to rinse the last remnants of shampoo and soap from his body, then turned off the water and tried again, his voice echoing through the house.

-x-x-x-

Riku turned and looked downstairs when he heard Sora's voice, glancing at the door leading to the bedroom for a moment before deciding to leave the two boys alone. They were probably asleep, and Sora was in the dark alone which was never a good situation. The staircase was dimly lit by flashes of lightning, allowing the boy safe passage down, and he quietly walked back across the living room down the hallway towards the studio bedrooms, searching for Sora. He walked into the studio to the right, following the sounds of the smaller boy's shaking voice, Riku calling, "I'm coming, Sora. You okay?"

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." The boy called back, Riku standing at the doorway of the studio's bathroom, peering into darkness. "I didn't grab a towel, could you get me one?"

The older boy hesitated then walked into the bathroom, feeling across the wall for the cabinet, the sink, then the towel rack. It was barren. "Demyx was doing laundry earlier, they're probably still in the dryer." Riku said, walking back towards the doorway. "I'll go get you one, just stay here and I-"

"Wait!" Sora pleaded. "Riku, please don't leave me in the dark. I know it's stupid, but I'm scared…"

Smiling and sighing softly, the older boy walked back into the bathroom, feeling across the opposite side of the wall to the shower. "Here, give me your hand."

Sora swallowed, reaching out a trembling hand until he found Riku's fingertips, the older boy grabbing his arm and helping him out of the shower blindly. Gasping, the younger boy latched onto the taller boy's shirt, whispering softly, "Sorry! I'm getting you wet…"

Chuckling, Riku replied, "It's fine Sora. Come on, let's find you a towel."

The two boys slowly walked from the bathroom, across the studio, and back to the hallway leading further to the left. Sora kept a firm grip on Riku's hand, the older boy leading him along gently, before stopping at a door to the left. He twisted the handle and pushed the door open slowly, a soft hum greeting their ears as they stepped into the laundry room. It seemed the small generator at the back of the studio had enough power to run the laundry room, at least. The younger boy sighed pleasantly, stepping closer and reaching towards the sound. "They dryer's so warm, do you think the towels are dry yet?"

Riku let go of Sora's hand long enough to reach down and pop the door to the dryer open, reaching in and pulling out a large, fluffy towel and handing it back to the other boy. "Yeah, they seem to be. Here, dry off before you catch a cold."

Sora took the towel and wrapped it around his shoulders, the plush fabric ending at the tops of his thighs. Shivering, he asked, "How long do you think the power will be out? Were Axel and Roxas okay?"

Grabbing another towel and turning towards the younger boy's voice, Riku replied, "I'm pretty sure they were asleep, and I'm not sure…probably until the storm passes." He reached up with the towel and plopped it on top of Sora's head, rubbing back and forth to help the younger boy dry off, the brunette laughing and allowing the older boy to continue.

"It was sweet of Roxas to come over and stay with Axel." He said softly, Riku making an affirming sound and letting the towel settle around Sora's shoulders. The smaller boy was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Do you…like Roxas?"

Riku blinked, surprised at the younger boy's tone, then replied gently, "Yes, Sora. I like Roxas. Don't you?"

The brunette sighed almost silently then whispered, "That's not what I meant."

Riku's eyes softened, searching the darkness for the blue eyes he wished he could see, and then replied, "I am attracted to Roxas, if that's what you mean."

The towel around Sora's shoulders slipped to the floor, the younger boy moving the towel he was holding to wrap around his waist. "Hn…I thought so…"

Reaching out, Riku pressed a hand to Sora's shoulder. "Is it wrong for me to like him?"

"N-no! No, of course not…" The younger boy shifted under his hand, his voice torn. "He reminds me a lot of Cloud…"

Smiling, a soft sound passing his lips, Riku whispered, "Do you have a crush on him?"

Sora giggled, swatting the older boy. "Of course not! He just reminds me of Cloud, that's all."

Riku, confused, asked, "Then why did you ask if I liked him?"

The younger boy reached out and pressed a hand to Riku's chest, fisting the fabric of his shirt lightly. "Because…" He whispered softly, stepping closer and pressing his forehead to Riku's shoulder, "I'm already jealous of Axel…I just wanted to know if I had to be jealous of Roxas now, too…"

Riku smiled softly, wrapping his arms around the younger boy and holding him gently. "Sora, you don't have to be jealous of either of them. Just because I've kissed Axel, and I like Roxas…that doesn't change how I feel about you."

Sora clenched the fabric of Riku's shirt a bit tighter than before, "If you feel that way about me…then why…"

The older boy pulled away slightly, fingertips finding Sora's face and cupping his cheek. "Sora…"

The brunette sniffed, turning his face away. "I don't understand, Riku…if you like me then…why won't you…?"

Riku sighed gently, and replied, "Sora, if I kiss you again…the way you feel about me is only going to become more intense. You've had a crush on me since Cloud…" He signed again, stroking his thumb across Sora's cheek. "I don't want you to like me because you think I can replace him. I can't, Sora."

The younger boy turned back to face him. "I know you're not Cloud! I know you're not…" He sniffed again, mumbling, "I didn't mean to say his name when you kissed me, I told you I was sorry… I know you're not Cloud."

Riku sighed inwardly, holding the smaller boy close. A few months after Sora had been raped the boy had developed a serious crush on him. Riku liked Sora as well, but when the brunette had said Cloud's name after their first kiss…Riku hadn't let anything more become of their more-than-friends relationship. Sora hadn't asked him about it in a while, understanding that he still wasn't over Cloud or he would never have said something like that…but now that he was more emotionally stable, Riku wasn't sure how to say no to the boy's small advances. Or if he even wanted to say no…

The older boy tilted Sora's chin up, then whispered gently, "Sora…what's my name?"

The furious blush that swept across the brunette's cheeks was hidden in the dark, but the tremor was clearly audible in his voice. "R-Riku. You're Riku…" Leaning in ever-so-slightly, the silver-haired boy pressed his lips against Sora's gently. The younger boy gasped, moving both of his hands to Riku's chest and unconsciously allowing the towel to slide off of his narrow hips. They parted a few moments later, the younger boy's cheeks crimson; his bright blue eyes searching the darkness for the boy standing before him. When the other didn't say anything for a long moment, the boy whispered, "Riku?"

An amused chuckle was his only response before warm lips were pressed against his once more, Sora's eyes fluttering closed as Riku held him close, moving against him gently. The brunette trembled against him, panting when the older boy pulled back. "You okay?"

"Hn…" he replied, moving his hands from Riku's chest to his shoulders, a smile across his lips. "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you to do that again…"

Riku smiled in return, pressing their foreheads together tenderly. They stood there together in the darkness silently, sharing one another's warmth, as they waited for the lights to return.

-x-x-x-

Roxas gasped as the thunder roared so loudly it shook the house, the digital clock on the bedside table flicking off and the whole house going silent. Axel kissed the corner of his mouth gently, whispering, "It's alright, the storm just knocked the power out." The blonde searched his eyes, Axel smiling gently at the boy's worried look, "Don't worry, I'm right here."

Roxas giggled softly, whispering while he leaned in and pressed himself against the older boy, "I know you are…"

Smiling, the red-head captured the blonde's lips and kissed him again, Roxas slipping his eyes shut and moaning against the other softly. They didn't need anything more than to feel to make this work, but the sparse light from the flashing lightning allowed them to lock eyes despite the lack of lighting otherwise. The fact that they were facing one another made things more intimate as well, being able to watch one another's reactions and connect on a deeper level emotionally through locking their gaze. Roxas parted his eyes when Axel pulled back, heat radiating through him from his toes to his cheeks. "Are you sure?" the older boy asked again, his heartbeat pulsing under Roxas' gloved palms as the younger trailed his hands down the red-head's chest.

He hesitated only for a moment, before nodding his head, and whispering, "I want you…"

Another smile crossed the older boy's lips before he dipped forward and kissed the blonde boy again, Roxas sighing against the red-head's lips and kissing back. Gliding his palms down Roxas' back he slipped a hand between them, lips moving against the blonde's gently as he wrapped his fingers around the younger boy's length, Roxas whimpering and moving up into his hand. The motion had the two boys rubbing together, Axel shifting Roxas in his lap so he could wrap his fingers around both of them, stroking them together and breathing hard in-between heated kisses. "Hn…" Roxas murmured, digging his toes into the mattress and pushing against Axel's arousal and into his hand, arms wrapped tightly around the older boy's neck, their lips melding together over and over. Slowly Axel began to increase his pace, squeezing their cocks together and stroking faster, panting against Roxas' lips as the boy moved against him fervently. His free hand, pressed against the younger boy's lower back, made its way down to the top of Roxas' ass, index finger teasing the dip trailing down between his cheeks. The boy shuddered against him, gasping against his lips, and then began kissing him deeper as if urging him to continue. Axel wasn't about to refuse.

Pulling away for a moment the older boy whispered, "Wait, we'll need this…" Before lifting Roxas up slightly and turning towards the bedside table, rummaging through the darkness for a moment before retrieving a small bottle. He looked to the younger boy as he returned to the headboard, Roxas watching with a shy smile, the rosy blush on his cheeks only noticeable when lightning flashed outside the window. For a moment Axel's breath caught in his throat; the way the blue light made his pale skin glow was captivating, his messy spikes and azure eyes silhouetted in the flash, his lips turned out into a small pout. "You're so beautiful, Rox." Axel whispered, the younger boy blinking and flushing a deeper shade of red, reaching out and planting his hands on the older boy's shoulders as he settled back onto his lap.

"No, you are…" Roxas whispered, "It's your eyes. They're like the Cheshire cat's; they glow even in the darkness…"

A smile twisting his lips, Axel pulled him close, whispering against his lips, "Does that mean you're my Alice?"

Roxas searched Axel's eyes, whispering back, "Only if you promise to take me to Wonderland…"

Their lips came together as thunder rumbled through the house, movements a blur as skin pressed against skin and pants and harsh moans melded together. Wrapping his long fingers around Roxas again Axel found the rhythm they had shared before and pressed their lengths together, the precum beaded at the tips of their cocks slicking his hand as he squeezed and stroked, the younger boy thrusting his hips up into Axel's hand. The red-head's tongue licked across the younger boy's lips, his other hand working two fingers into the bottle of lube and smearing the lukewarm substance down the cleft of Roxas' ass until he found the boy's entrance. Moaning, Roxas stilled momentarily, trying to remember how to breathe as the older boy spread the lube against his skin, his cock twitching and his heart pounding. Axel took his time, circling the ring of muscle at the boy's entrance before dipping the tip of his finger inside, Roxas' breath hitching when the older boy pressed a bit deeper, stretching him gently. When he started to tense Axel began moving his other hand again, distracting him with teasing strokes and kisses. After a moment Roxas relaxed and the older boy slid a second finger in beside the first, flexing them gently and stretching the thick muscles there. Roxas' harsh pants slowly turned into soft moans as his body adjusted, and he began to return the kisses pressed to his lips, whimpering as he pushed up into Axel's hand then down onto the fingers inside of him. Axel hooked his fingers slightly, and the next time Roxas moved he cried out, his whole body trembling.

"Are you ready?" Axel whispered, moving his fingers again, Roxas moaning and writhing against him, cum dripping down his cock languidly.

"I'm ready," he whispered back, parting long lashes to lock azure with cat-green, "Take me, Axel…"

The red-head tossed the small bottle of lube off the bed along with the sheets, moving one of the pillows at his side so that he and Roxas were as close as possible, the boy's knees at his sides and their chests pressed together. They kissed, long and deep, Axel sucking on Roxas' bottom lip and teasing his snake-bites gently, the younger boy's arms wrapped tightly around his neck, the fabric of his gloves like silk against his skin. Lifting the boy up, Axel moved under him, lowering Roxas gently back on top of him, the head of his cock pressed against his slick entrance. Holding his waist, Axel waited for Roxas, the blonde gripping his shoulders hesitantly, tense despite his obvious desire. "Baby, I'm not going to hurt you." Axel whispered, searching Roxas' eyes. "Trust me."

"I trust you," the younger boy whispered back, trembling, "I just…"

Trying to control his breathing, the red-head asked gently, "Do you want me to help?" Roxas nodded, pressing their foreheads together, searching the other boy's eyes. "Okay babe, just relax for me…"

Axel moved his hand to the younger boy's entrance, sliding a finger back inside and pressing gently against his sweet spot. Roxas moaned, a shudder passing through him, knees trembling against the mattress as he held himself poised over Axel's hard cock. "Nn…Ax, I…"

"Do you want this?" the older boy asked gently, pressing a bit harder against that white lightning inside of him, Roxas crying out and moving against his fingers.

"Ah! Yes…I want it!" The younger boy groaned, "I want it…"

Pulling his fingers away, Axel pressed his cock to Roxas' entrance and pushed up into his tight heat, the younger boy crying out and digging his nails into the older boy's back. Not giving Roxas time to tighten back up, he slowly lowered the blonde all the way down until he was fully sheathed inside of him, his cock pulsing inside the younger boy. Roxas, whimpering and trembling uncontrollably, clung to Axel, breathing hard and fighting everything inside of him to relax. When Axel lifted his hips off of the bed, lifting Roxas as well and pressing his long, hard cock as deep inside of the younger boy as he could before lowering them back to the mattress, the blonde lost all control. As Axel pulled out of him ever-so-slightly to push back in, Roxas pulled the older boy close and kissed him, moving his hips down and slamming the boy's cock into his sweet spot, crying out. Axel, one hand on Roxas' hip and the other on his lower back, took the initiative and began thrusting up into him roughly, the blonde moaning in abandon against his lips as they climbed quickly to a frenzied pace. Roxas dug his nails deeper into Axel's skin; eyes squeezed shut as tremors shook him to his core. Everything was heat and sweat-slicked skin against skin, and heartbeats drumming, and fire, burning aching fire inside him and around him and fuck it was just too much for him to take… His breath hitched and he cried out, and a moment later he was falling harder than he'd ever fallen before; a weightless, breathless feeling of completion washing over him so thoroughly he nearly passed out.

Axel slowed his pace, holding the shaking boy in his arms gently, hyper-aware of the cum smeared on his chest and stomach, and the way Roxas was tensing around him. He was so hard, so ready for this, and wanted to keep going so badly, but he had to make sure Roxas was alright, and wanted to continue as well. Tenderly he reached up and brushed sweaty blonde bangs from the younger boy's forehead, searching hazy blue eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah," Roxas breathed out, his husky voice barely more than a whisper, "I'm amazing, I feel amazing." He searched Axel's eyes, leaning forward and pressing his lips to the other boy's. "Don't…don't stop…"

Smiling against the younger boy's lips Axel began moving again; holding Roxas close, thrusting gently, working the smaller boy slowly out of his afterglow and back into wanton abandon. It didn't take much to have the boy moaning and writhing against him again, hands clawing his back as he urged him on, the red-head more than happy to oblige. Kissing passionately, Axel worked a hand between them, wrapping his hand around Roxas' weeping arousal, the blonde gasping and letting out a strangled moan as the older boy began jerking him in time with his thrusts.

Pulling his lips from the red-head's, pressing their foreheads together for a moment before leaning back, Roxas whispered, "Fuck, Ax…god…so good…"

Chuckling softly despite his harsh panting, Axel whispered back, "Close your eyes and trust me."

Roxas searched Axel's eyes for less than a moment before shutting them, hands clenching his shoulders, a small smile twisting his lips. There was no hesitation in the blonde's movements, which urged Axel on, pressing his palm against Roxas' lower back and leaning him back ever-so-slightly, setting him at an angle that the older boy knew would drive him insane. Roxas, now too far from Axel's shoulders, reached back and rested his hands on his thighs, whispering, "Don't let me fall…"

"Never." Axel whispered back, moving forward and kissing across Roxas' chest and neck, sucking at his pulse gently. He settled back against the headboard, taking in the sight of the beauty before him, then pushed up into Roxas and began stroking his cum-slicked shaft again. The change in position had Axel's cock pressing continuously against Roxas' sweet spot, every agonizing inch as he pull back then pushed in again, the younger boy crying out desperately and digging his nails into the older boy's thighs.

"Fuck!" he moaned as Axel moved again, "Nn…ah! I can't take it…"

Axel, his movements becoming more erratic, was in much the same mindset. Everything inside of him was burning and thrumming; he could almost taste that liquid fire it was so close. From the way Roxas' voice was hitching he knew the younger boy wouldn't last much longer either. Thrusting faster, working his hand quicker against Roxas' arousal, Axel let that fire build up inside him. Pressing his head back into the headboard he felt it creep closer, that fuzzy static in the back of his mind slowly taking over as the sensations of Roxas' heat and skin and the sound of his cries pushed him over the edge. Feeling Roxas twitching in his hand, Axel lifted his head and pulled the younger boy close, pressing their lips together as he came, filling Roxas and pushing him over the edge as well. The blonde cried out, the feel of Axel's hot wet release inside him too much for him to take. He came hard, spurting against the older boy's stomach and chest, Axel's hand milking him as tremors wracked his body.

Panting against one another's lips, Axel pressed a gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth, Roxas whimpering and opening his azure eyes to search the other's cat-green. "You okay, baby?" He whispered gently, Roxas leaning in and kissing him gently, wrapping his arms around his neck and resting his head against Axel's shoulder.

"Hn…" was all Roxas could manage in response, the older boy smiling and rubbing his side gently, the tremors shaking through the younger boy still clenching around Axel's cock. He'd have to change their positions or else he'd be ready for another go very, very soon, and he knew Roxas wouldn't be willing right now. Holding the boy against him gently he lifted him up, pulling out slowly and letting the younger boy settle against the mattress, Axel reaching over the side of the bed and grabbing the sheets to cover them. Rearranging the pillows so they could lay together Axel pulled Roxas against him, the younger boy placing a hand on his chest and curling up against his side, resting his head on the older boy's arm. Still breathing hard, the younger boy sighed against him and closed his eyes again, basking in afterglow.

Axel rubbed his back gently, placing his other hand behind his head and staring at the ceiling, watching the lightning flash against the plaster and listening to the thunder roar. He hadn't slept with anyone since Demyx, the night of Roxas' rape aside, and something inside of him was begging for a cigarette, a habit he hadn't indulged in for months. It had been a sort of ritual for the dirty blonde to share a cigarette with him after sex, something intimate that connected them. He wanted that connection with Roxas, something intimate, something beyond this night. Looking down at the boy in his arms, already asleep, Axel felt something well up inside of him he hadn't felt in a long time. Something powerful, and deep, and aching. Something he hadn't felt since his sister died. Swallowing to hold back his tears, Axel pulled Roxas closer and kissed his brow, the boy groaning softly and flexing his fingertips against the red-head's chest in his sleep.

But he couldn't feel that for Roxas. He could never let himself feel that way again.

He couldn't bear the pain.

Thanks so much for the reviews everyone. At the moment we have a total of 141 (before this chapter is posted, anyway) and I love every single one of you for leaving me feedback. Please review this chapter as well, I love hearing from you via reviews and PM's!

So, in case anyone was wondering, Axel and Demyx dated so of course they have done the dirty many times before, but Axel and Riku have never officially gone all the way. They've fooled around (as Demyx mentioned a previous chapter), but Axel always goes to Demyx when the time comes that he needs to be comforted, or the mood just strikes him. They aren't officially dating anymore, but they do still sleep together. They haven't in a few months, but they have since last year when everything happened with Roxas. Hopefully that clarifies a few things.

OMG Riku and Sora! You bad, bad child calling Riku by your ex-lover's name; you're lucky he is so sweet to give you another chance. I think they're a cute couple; we'll have to see how things go with them as their relationship turns from close friendship to more-than-friendship.

Demyx still isn't back; he must have gotten stuck at the exhibit, poor thing. (Luckily a certain boy he likes is there to entertain him, but you won't find out about that until the next chapter.)

Roxas and Axel… Ah, my twisted muse. I loveth thee. Naminé has so much to hear about!

Since you all have been so good to me, I'm going to do something I've never done before. I'm going to give you hints on what is coming up next in our story of Wretched Revenge.

Mistaken identities will be revealed, long-lost loved ones will return, and hearts will be broken again…

I hope you keep reading! :x:Myou:x: