Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts.
Nyaa.
=^-.-^=
"Wow, Roxas must really mean a lot to you if you're gonna go and make an unauthorized hit for him." Demyx said as he sat with Axel in the bar.
Smoke clouded out the area a bit, and as with every free night they had, Xigbar and Luxord were riling up other people, whether it was just getting them drunk and spreading rumors, or just taking all their savings in a game of poker. The noise was good for Axel, though – the louder, the better.
"No one hurts my uke, you know that." Axel said, mixing together his own drink – the bartender had learned long ago that the redhead regular had very particular tastes. "So, you gonna help me or not?"
"I'll help you drive him out to his place and rig the building to make the death look like an accident, but I'm not gonna help you kill the guy." Demyx said, twirling the straw around in his water, watching the ice cubes spin lazily. "You know I don't do killing people – I do dumping dead bodies in the rivers with enough evidence to make it look like anyone else did it."
"Yeah, I know, I just wanted to make sure you had my back making me look innocent… well, MORE innocent…" Axel held his glass to his lips. "Want one before we head out? To wake you up and all? There's orange juice here, I could make you a Bare Ass…"
Demyx snickered at the view of looks people were giving them out of his peripheral vision. "No thanks, although I might need something after… Never did get used to the sight of blood and all."
"Yeah… Oh, hey." Axel reached into one of his trench coat's pockets, pulling out a baggie full of small permanent-ink markers. "Zexion helped me in finding the guy's address and where he's staying right now, so when you see him, give these to him, would'ja? I know how he loves decorating your jeans and shoes."
"Especially the shoes." Demyx looked down at his converses fondly, pocketing the markers.
"Well, I'll give you a call when I'm ready to take the punk back to Traverse Town." Axel said, slamming the rest of his drink before standing. "I'm gonna go find the little bastard and teach him what happens when ya go tryin' to force yourself on someone smaller than you…"
Demyx watched his friend leave the bar and sighed. ^Well, I'd better go kill some time… Wonder if that shop's having another sale on jeans…^ he thought, leaving a tip and walking out as well.
^Whiny buncha prissies, not even gonna help me find that chicken wuss brat.^ Seifer thought, walking through the city streets. It was dark, and there were no people. The particular neighborhood he was walking through was none-too-welcoming as well, to top things off, and he was already sporting a bruise on his cheek from a scuff he'd gotten into with some platinum blonde while following Roxas' younger twin.
Now he was wandering around, hoping that the blonde lived nearby and he'd spot some indicator of where.
"Hey, you."
Seifer snapped to attention, a scowl present on his face. His eyes narrowed even more in recognition. "Hey, you're that gothic freak from the park earlier."
"Name's Axel. Don't worry, I won't be hurt if you forget it, cuz you won't last too long." the redhead said, smirking lazily.
"You lookin' for a fight?" Seifer snarled.
"You lookin' for Roxas?"
At this, Seifer straightened up, looking genuinely shocked. "You know where he is?"
Axel's smirk turned to a grin. "So, you ARE Seifer. The pedo-loser who tried to force himself on MY Roxas."
"Oh, the brat's with YOU, huh?" Seifer smirked. "Well, he must be into some KINKY shit if he's with you, by the looks of ya. Never would've guessed he'd be a whore."
Axel growled lightly. "Call him a whore, will you?" he asked, crossing his arms. "That, plus everything ELSE you've done before I met you, has earned you the beating and death from hell."
"Heh, REALLY?" Seifer snickered, cracking his fists.
"Mmhm." Axel hummed, not looking the least bit fazed; after all, he was used to people fighting their fate when he came to end their lives. That was the way he liked it. "I've already got your punishment worked out in my mind; first, I'm gonna take out your right knee with my boot here – " Axel wiggled one of his feet, showing off the steel toe and inch-tall sole. – " – and then I'm going to beat you down with a pipe. And, once I've broken every bone and bruised every organ in your body, not to mention castrated you AND busted up that nasty mug of yours, I'm going to paralyze you, take you back to your home in Traverse Town, and let you burn alive." He smirked. "Got it memorized yet?"
Seifer grimaced at the scenario that flashed through his mind, but quickly recovered and said, "I'd like to see you try!" With that, he ran at Axel.
The redhead dodged the first punch, swinging his left foot up into Seifer's right knee. There a cracking sound as Seifer hit the ground with a pained growl, Axel jumping and kicking off both walls and landing behind him. He tried to sit up, turning just in time for nothing other than a rust metal pipe to hit him in the face, sending him back down. Axel stood over him, shadows hiding enough of his face for those green cat eyes to gleam like those of a jungle cat just before the kill.
Seifer's arms were the first thing to go, as he tried to shield himself with them, and from there his ribs, legs and pelvis were cracked… especially his pelvis, in fact. When he started to scream against the pain, Axel broke his jaw, leaving the blonde to groan at the pain.
Once satisfied that Seifer was suffering a maximum amount of pain without passing out, Axel took a step back, tossing the bloody pipe aside when he decided his handiwork was sufficient. He knelt down, peeling the bottom of his shoe off to reveal a syringe of strange, yellowish liquid.
He held it up for Seifer to see, flicking it to make sure no bubble were present. "You know, way back when I started at the Organization – " He noticed Seifer's eyes go wide at the mention of the one company that beat out the mafia any day. " – the scientist Vexen gave me this very needle on my first day. It's a serum that makes all the muscles slacken like Novocain does, then makes the tendons around the joints tighten up and stay like they're in rigor for quite some time. He told me to use it to make my victim easier to kill, but I'm not the kinda guy to beat down someone who can't defend themselves; that's just not fair, now, is it?"
Axel walked over with the same posture of a bored child. "The great bit for YOU about this thing is that it still lets you feel pain, even though it leaves you incapable of speaking or moving. Wait…" He looked up, scratching his chin. "That's not good for you at all, is it?"
Without another moment's loss, he jabbed the syringe into Seifer's leg, draining its contents into him. Seifer gave out a loud groan of pain, growling at it when Axel put the needle back in his shoe's sole. Ignoring him, Axel pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. "Yo, Demyx! He's dead and ready, pal."
The ride out to Traverse Town had been awkward and silent, Axel sitting in the passenger seat with a look of impatient boredom on his face the whole way there. The drive back actually had both of them LAUGHING about how many people hadn't seemed to give a rip that a house had suddenly caught fire and gone up in flames like dry kindling.
"Think anyone called the police or fire department?" Demyx asked.
"I think I saw people throwing a freaking PARTY on the sidewalk across the street from his house!" Axel said, turning and looking out the back windshield at the city.
"Well, at least now Roxas will stop moping, seeing as this Seifer guy's outta the picture and you can focus on him again." the blonde said.
"He's been moping?" Axel asked, snapping to attention and looking quite serious.
"According to Zexion…" Demyx started, then yelped as Axel threw him in the back seat and hopped into the driver's seat, not even BOTHERING to pull over like any sane person would. ^Then again, this IS Axel…^ Demyx thought as the car roared, speeding down the street.
Demyx leapt out of the car when Axel finally parked it – rather sloppily, seeing as he had only hit the brake at the last possible nanosecond. He shakily got to his feet, looking around in a paranoid fashion when he heard a door slam behind him as Axel kicked the door open with such force that it swung open, ricocheted on its hinges and slammed shut. In the brief instant that it was open the redhead had flown out of the car and was racing up the steps to the building at a breakneck speed.
"Dear god, that was the scariest ride of my entire LIFE." the dirty blonde gasped, shaking as he looked around, then dashed after Axel wailing, "ZEXIIIIIOOOON! AXEL'S TRYING TO KILL MEEEE!"
"ROXAS! I DIDN'T MEAN TO SEEM LIKE AN IGNORANT JACKASS! I'M SOOOO SORRYYYYY!" Axel wailed, inspired by his friend's wailing, as they waited for the elevator, clawing at the door and tumbling in when it opened unexpectedly.
They both jabbed at their floor buttons rapidly, trying to beat the other out and screaming loudly as they did, pissing off Saïx in his security room as he looked up from his book and at the TV for the elevator camera. "…I hate them both…" he growled, muting it and going back to reading his book about werewolves and carnage. "That's not the fastest way for a pack animal to kill something… knocking its head clean off, THAT'S the fastest way to kill something…"
On the elevator, Axel and Demyx had both abandoned the buttons – every single one of them were now aglow – and were beating on the elevator doors while crying until it stopped on Demyx's floor. He jumped out, turned and happily waved 'bye-bye' at Axel, who waved back in much the same manner, and then ran, crying, all the way to the bedroom, jumping on the bed and glomping Zexion.
The blue-haired male jumped in surprise, holding out his book away from Demyx while giving his lover a wide-eyed stare. "D-Demy-kun, what's wrong?" he asked, setting the novel aside and hugging Demyx.
"Axel's a damn reckless driver, that's what! We almost crashed 56 times in only 15 miles!" Demyx sobbed into Zexion's chest.
Zexion let out a sigh of relief – this, he was used to.
"So just don't ride with him anymore… I'm sorry he almost killed you with his car again…" the blunette said, ruffling the short hair of Demyx's mullet with a small smile.
Demyx looked up with tears in his eyes, then sat bolt upright. "Oh yeah! Axel wanted you to have THESE!" Demyx said, holding out the mini-markers. "And I got a new pair of shoes, and pants! I got a BUNCH of pairs of pants for you to doodle on!"
"I like doodling…" Zexion said, putting a finger to his lips in thought, then coming to attention as Demyx tossed the markers onto the nightstand next to the book and began kicking off his shoes, socks and coat. "You… want some help… Demy-kun?"
"Nope, I got it!" Demyx turned around and tackled Zexion down happily, then lifted his head so he could look down at his pretty uke. He smiled, fiddling with Zexion's reading glasses. "You always look so serious when you have these on. It's kinda sexy."
"So you've said." Zexion said, chuckling. Demyx pulled the glasses off and set them on the book, then went about kissing his uke's eyes, moving down to the soft lips and engaging them in a kiss.
Zexion easily melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Demyx's neck as he let out a light moan. Demyx slid his tongue into the welcoming mouth, engaging Zexion's in a dance. He placed a hand on the pale chest below him, sliding up and down against the flesh slowly, paying special attention to the other male's nipples each time he passed them.
Letting out a soft moan, Zexion arched his back slightly toward Demyx's touch as the dirty blonde broke the kiss to suckle at his neck. He tilted his head to one side, allowing his seme all the access he wanted.
Demyx finally decided that the blanket between them was an obstacle and pushed it aside, settling his hips between Zexion's legs. One such limb wrapped around Demyx's leg, Zexion running his hands down his seme's back with a mission of removing his shirt. Demyx busied himself with attacking a nipple with his teeth, gently nibbling and causing Zexion's chest muscles to spasm every now and then as he helplessly tugged at Demyx's shirt.
"C'mon, Demyx…" the blunette pleaded softly, rubbing his cheek against the soft tan-blonde hair. Demyx smirked and sat up, pulling off his shirt; he wrapped his arms around Zexion as he got up onto his knees, kissing Demyx sweetly.
Demyx growled playfully, falling forward and pinning Zexion under him as he returned said-kiss. His hands slid down the pale back, resting on Zexion's hips for a moment before undoing his jeans. His fingers traced along the blue-haired uke's pajama pants before sliding them down the slender thighs and depositing them on the floor next to their bed.
Zexion pulled out of the kiss and gently clamped his lips around Demyx's earlobe, his teeth and tongue toying with the flesh lazily. Demyx bit his lower lip lightly, a shudder zigzagging down his spine. "Ah… You got my ear again, Zexy…" he murmured lightly, kissing along Zexion's neck.
The blunette smirked happily, still holding the lobe between his teeth, then released it with a light gasp as Demyx pushed into him; he hadn't even noticed the man with the mullet pull down his own pants, just heard the zipper being undone.
"Sneaky." he pouted at his seme, who just gave him a big grin before barreling him over to snog again.
While THAT was going on, Axel had gotten to the floor he shared with his own blonde lover, then tore apart the rest of the building when he didn't find Roxas there. He returned to the floor half an hour later to call Sora, but found Roxas asleep on the couch, one arm dangling over the side. He looked like he'd fallen asleep while getting ready for bed – his shirt was completely unbuttoned.
He tilted his head for a moment, wondering idly if, maybe, Roxas had been there the entire time. ^Nah, he's not that deep of a sleeper, he would've woken up the first time, when I ran in here screaming for him.^ he thought as he walked over, crouching down in a soldier's stance to look at the sleeping face.
Axel sat there for a moment; something about the blonde did seem like he'd been worrying, even though he was asleep and basically peaceful-looking at the moment. Then he stood up, gently lifted Roxas' head, and seated himself with his lap as the boy's pillow. Roxas mumbled in his sleep before rolling onto his back, his head rolling to one side so he nuzzled the redhead's belly.
All was silent for a minute, then a soft voice asked, "Where were you tonight?"
Axel ruffled the mess of blonde hair. "I had to take care of something. I didn't mean to wake you up." he said, "Ya looked cute."
"There wasn't anything listed for you tonight…" Roxas opened his eyes, deep blue looking into bright green with confusion.
"No, it wasn't an Organization hit. I just went to talk to Demyx, and then I had to go help a friend. He was having a pest problem. Raccoons, to be exact."
"Raccoons?" Roxas raised an eyebrow. ^There are raccoons in the city?^
"Yeah, and they were HUGE!" Axel held up his hands to elaborate the size. "And just when you thought city RATS were the biggest fucking thing in their species! I had to take 'em out with a pipe!"
Roxas sat up, propping himself onto his elbows. "So… is that why you've been so quiet and distracted lately?"
"Well, I didn't think you'd take kindly to me attacking animals, even if they were Coonzilla." Axel said, then hugged Roxas to his chest. "You might have been worried about me! Or worse, attacked me!" he added with a big grin.
Roxas clung to his shirt with a small, sheepish smile. "But I worried about you anyway…"
"Yup, I'll have to work on that. Won't do well for my image to have you depending on me. And stalking me; that's supposed to be what I'm doing to you."
The blonde giggled and said, "You're not doing a good job if I know you're doing it."
Axel took this as a good sign. "Ah, but can you PROVE it?"
"Yes." Roxas said.
"What? No you can't, I've never met you, kid. Who the hell are you? How'd you get in my loft? Stalker." Axel said, looking down at him nonchalantly.
Roxas leaned up and kissed him lightly on the lips, taking his seme by surprise. He ran his tongue along Axel's lips, sliding it past them easily due to the agape mouth. The redhead let out a purr as Roxas sat up more, placing himself on his lap and massaging the taller male's chest through his shirt.
Axel put his hands on Roxas' sides, between his rib cage and waist. His thumbs caressed the skin beneath their touch, stopping when Roxas pulled back. He had that characteristic light blush on his face… and an almost playfully indignant smirk.
Axel just rose his eyebrows in a bored sort of mock-surprise. "A total stranger is trying to seduce me." he very bluntly stated, then stuck his tongue out and said, "Do it again."
Roxas turned and stuck his nose in the air. "No, I don't think I will." he said, crossing his arms.
"Awww, c'mon, Roxy…" Axel whined, pouting. When the blonde didn't respond, he just said, "Fine." and leaned forward, biting the exposed side of his uke's neck.
He got a surprised squeak in return as Roxas reflexively tried to jump back, but was held down by Axel's hands on his sides, the thumbs making lazy circles again. His hands grabbed onto Axel's shirt for leverage as Roxas gave a feel-good shiver; he still wasn't quite used to these feelings yet. But, oh, how he was addicted to them already.
Axel moved a hand to the middle of Roxas' back, holding him up and in place as Axel's mouth moved down from the soft flesh of the neck to Roxas' collarbone. He ran his tongue along a groove and dipped it into the 'V', stopping there before thinking to himself, ^We need to readjust.^
He placed his other hand on the back of Roxas' head, then turned and pinned him to the couch, kissing and nipping his way back up the other side of his uke's neck. Roxas squirmed under Axel while he did this, his big toes wrapping around their neighbors as he tilted his head back for Axel to have better access. After a moment longer of his attack on Roxas' sensitive neck, Axel pulled back. Roxas curiously turned his head, looking up at Axel, who just dipped his head down for a kiss, cupping Roxas' face with a hand.
Roxas snaked his arms around Axel's neck, returning the kiss with a light moan at the hand that slid down his exposed tummy and rested on his crotch. Axel undid the button and zipper, pulling the denim and boxers away from Roxas' hardened cock. The feeling of cool air against the hot sensitive skin made Roxas gasp lightly into the kiss, then groan when Axel wrapped his fingers around the hard appendage.
Axel smirked and pulled away, biting at Roxas' neck again. He trailed back down the tender body, leaving small bite marks here and there as he did, until he reached his uke's cock, which he engulfed in his mouth.
Roxas let out a small cry, his fingers entwined securely in the red hair. He bit his lower lip, aware of every swirl and glide of Axel's tongue against his cock, unable to suppress a shudder when it ran up along the length and back down. With the way his body wanted to react, he was almost glad his hips were being held down.
When Axel pulled away to undress himself, Roxas instantly sat up and began tugging at his coat. The redhead smirked at his shorter lover. "Impatient, aren't'cha?" he asked.
Roxas flustered. "Shush, you." he said.
Axel pulled off his shirt and the rest of his clothing, then turned and pulled Roxas into his arms once more, initiating another kiss. With his free hand, he slid the uke's lower body garments down to his knees, then ran his hand over the soft flesh of Roxas' ass.
Roxas mentally gulped as the two fingers entered him, keeping down a whimper as they stretched him out. He groaned as they quickly and efficiently found his prostate to rub against, leading his mind back to feelings of lust like a dog on a leash.
He pulled away from the kiss and leaned up to one of the redhead's ears. "Axel…" he murmured softly, "Don't toy with me so much…" He licked along the outer shell of Axel's ear, as if to emphasize his need.
Axel let out a slight moan this time, before removing his fingers from his lover's tight entrance and spilling Roxas on the couch in front of him. He positioned himself over Roxas, grabbing both of the blonde's knees and spreading his legs before burrowing his cock to the hilt.
Roxas' eyes stung for a moment as tears threatened to spring forward in protest of the pain, but he blinked them back and groaned as Axel slammed into his sweet spot. His hips followed his seme's in the set rhythm eagerly, soft mewls escaping him. Axel gazed at him for a moment as though mesmerized by the sound, then crushed the lovely pink lips in a bruising kiss, earning him a slightly higher-pitched mewl than the others.
The blonde wrapped his arms around Axel's neck in response to the ravenous kiss, letting out slight gasps every now and then as the taller male slammed into him in just the right way. He felt a hand run along the surface of his chest to rub against his sensitive, pert nipples, giving birth to more pressure in his cock, which was crying tears of precum.
His nails clung to Axel's back as he whimpered, letting out a cry of release as the sensations pushed him to his breaking point. Axel clenched his teeth as hot walls closed around him, pulling him into climax as well. He put one of his hands on the sofa armrest, keeping himself from falling on Roxas, who hung limply from around his neck still.
Axel eyed the bedroom door for a moment, debating on whether to get up. He decided that he'd done too many activities that day, and that collapsing on the couch would be just FINE. He looked down to question Roxas, who had slid off of Axel's neck, but the blonde seemed equally content with where he was, his eyes drooping already. Smirking, the lanky redhead grabbed a pillow off of the floor, placing it back on the couch under Roxas' head and setting the boy down gently before hugging him, settling for the soft rising and falling chest as his own pillow. Before long, both were fast asleep.
^Goddammit, why do I have to get him? Every time I get him…^ Xaldin shuddered at the thought as he waited patiently on the elevator early in the morning.
As soon as the doors opened, he instantly got the eyeful he'd been dreading.
"DAMMIT, AXEL, EVERY TIME I COME TO YOUR FLOOR~~!" he yelled, covering his eyes.
"Mwuh?" Axel lifted his head sleepily, casting a glance over at Xaldin. "Jeez, Xaldin, quit coming onto my floor every time I fall asleep on the couch naked… It's creepy, dude…" he mumbled, plopping his head back on Roxas' chest and falling asleep.
The blonde didn't even stir as Xaldin slammed his fist against the elevator buttons several times, cursing loudly.
=^nwn^=;;
Oh, Xaldypants, I forgot that I ever did stuff like that to you. :D ...Who am I kidding? No I didn't. He was the walk-in-at-a-bad-time guy, and he always got angry for one reason or another. This is but one of many, many things I used to do to the guy in fanfics.
Nyaa.