"Happy birthday, Roxas!" Cloud jumped on his older brother's back, shaking his shoulders like his stepfather had just under a week ago, grinning. "You have to get up so we can open your presents!"
"No, Cloud!" Roxas barked, not bother to shake the younger off of him. "Its my birthday. That means that I have the right to sleep in, should I so desire. Dismount, please."
"But Roxas!" Cloud whined, his voice high-pitched and painfully irritating to Roxas. "Everyone is awake already. We're all downstairs and we already finished breakfast, and mommy was going to take the day off but she couldn't-"
"Of course she couldn't."
"So Adam said that he was going to take us on a really fun trip."
"I have no desire to go anywhere with that man." Roxas replied bitterly, turning over and letting Cloud sit on his stomach. "Can't I just have one day in peace?"
"No."
The answer was short, sweet, to the point, and made Roxas laugh. "Cloud, I can always count on you to tell me the truth. Now get off me so that I can get up and get dressed."
"And shower. You smell." Cloud "plugged" his nose, frowning, and moved over to the edge of his brother's bed. "I shower every day."
"So do I." Roxas answered, frowning. "I just get smellier a lot faster than you do."
"Yeah, sure you do." Cloud smiled and skipped over to the door, and to Roxas he looked eerily like a male Lolita. "We're going to be downstairs, 'kay? Don't take to long!"
"Yeah, yeah."
Roxas stood up and pulled his night shirt over his head, grabbed a towel from off his floor, and sat on his bed. He was staring at the small vibrator, still in the box but with the lid off (it had been like that for about two days now) the sleek black object seeming to sneer, Look at you, you pathetic fag. You don't even have the balls to use me.
"Shut up." He whispered, sighing and stripping his boxers off, as well. He wrapped the towel around his waist (God only knew what the odds were of Adam walking up stairs the same time Roxas decided to prance around the hallway butt naked) and walked across his room, into the bathroom, turned on the shower.
July 8, 2010
8:20 p.m., EST
Reno, there's some stuff that I have to tell you about showers. You can really tell a lot about a person by what kind of shower they take. In the following paragraphs, I plan to explain to you how this is so.
Cold Shower: I have an erection. Yeah, its hot out. And I'm telling everyone that that's why I'm taking an ice cold shower. But really, its because my step dad was being really kinda sexy this morning, and it was hot, and now I have a boner. I was going to jerk off, but its still kind of early in the morning and I don't want anyone to hear me. So I decided that instead I'm going to take a cold shower and use this ridiculous heat wave as an excuse. Girls don't take cold showers, so its just not an issue. Or at least…none of the girls I know.
Mostly cold shower with a little bit of warm: Yeah, I'm taking a cold shower because of the heat. I know, I know. What a pussy, right? God, someone's probably going to think I have an erection or something. But no, its just really, really, hot. We don't usually get temperatures like this in New York, and I'm just really unused to it. I'm sweating like a pig, my step dad keeps looking at me like I'm some sort of water show that you see in Vegas, which totally isn't cool. Why? Because he's hot. That's why. He's hotter than the freaking sun.
Mostly warm shower with a little bit of cold: I like it hot, but not too hot. I like it just hot enough so that my skin is a little pink when I'm done, and when I step out of the shower I feel a nice rush of cold air that calms me down. I like to get really, really clean (the heat kills of all of those nasty gross germs) and I like to make myself feel like I'm wrapped in a cocoon of warmth. I'm a comfortable person. If you have a problem with that, screw you.
Hot shower:I like my skin to be red. You know why? Because then it looks like someone's been slapping me. Or spanking me, is more like it. I get aroused when I take really, really hot showers. And I like to jerk off while I'm in the shower because no one can hear me moan my stepfather's name over the roar of the water. I can pretend to myself that he's touching me, that he's been spanking me (kinky) and that we've been making love for the actual duration of my shower. Save water; shower with a friend.
End Session: July 8, 2010
8:28 p.m., EST
"I was just asking Cloud what kind of ice cream you like." Adam said, smiling. Roxas shrugged and ruffled his wet and dripping hair, plopped down in a chair. "So? What kind do you like?"
"Any kind, I guess." Roxas looked up at him, and noticed that Adam was really making an effort. The stress of what had been going on between them the last few days (as in, absolutely nothing) was taking a toll on both of them, and the physical signs were staring to show. For Adam, they were bags under his eyes.
"Oh, come on. You've got to have a favorite flavor." Adam sat down across from him and leaned on his elbows. "A flavor that you know will be your default if you can't find what you want at the ice cream parlor. The flavor that sends your taste buds to Heaven."
Let me give you head and we'll find out. Roxas had to shake the thought out of his head, really not wanting to have to take a cold shower because of the mental image of Adam coming in his mouth. "Um…cookie dough, I guess." Roxas shrugged. "I don't know."
"Cloud told me you like sea salt." Adam said. "I've never heard of it."
"Yeah, it was my favorite…until I sampled something a little more…rich." There was absolutely no innuendo in that comment. None. At. All.
"Okay. Well, how about we go get ice cream, maybe drive around for a little bit, then come back here to open presents? I know it's the dead of winter, but everyone loves ice cream, right?" Adam laughed nervously, and Roxas offered up a smile.
"Sorry, but I think I'd rather stay here. I'm kinda wrecked. Late night last night." Roxas cleared his throat, the image of Zexion climbing through his window at midnight for birthday sex all too clear in his memory.
"Oh. Okay." Adam smiled again and reached down, picked up a box, and placed it on the table. Two others followed, each of various high and width. "Well, happy birthday."
Roxas smiled and picked one up, but stopped when Adam uttered a soft 'oh!' and reached down, picking up a card and placing it on the table as well. "Card first."
Roxas sighed and picked up the blank white envelope (it didn't even have his name on it) and broke the seal, pulling out the card. On the front was a picture of a mother, father, a boy, a girl, and their dog, all standing together in front of their mega-Suburbia house. They were all grinning, all so happy looking.
He opened the card, and immediately the words, I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart… poured out. In dark blue caps the words 'America's Nuclear Family' was printed. Underneath, Adam had scribbled, Who needs 'em? Incest generally takes care of most of our problems.
Despite himself, Roxas laughed. It was a short laugh, but that didn't matter; what Adam and written was, well, hilarious. Especially considering their current situation. "How did you get the song to go with the card?"
Adam shrugged. "I have a buddy who makes these cards, so I had him fix one up for me. I thought you'd like it."
"I like it." Roxas nodded and smiled up at Adam, deciding that it wasn't worth it to stay mad at him. There was just too much happiness that he would be missing out on.
"Where's Anne?" Zexion muttered, handing Roxas his card through the door and looking around.
"Work. Thank God. This is the last place I want her to be on my birthday. And I think she knows that." Roxas shrugged. "I get one day out of each year to be happy for no real reason, and there's no way she's going to spoil it for me."
"Oh." Zexion smiled. "Okay. Well, I've got to go…"
"Oh, come on." Roxas pouted and took Zexion's hand, tugging him towards the house. "Are you sure you can't stay? Its still my birthday, so…"
Zexion laughed. "No, Roxas, I can't stay. Lexaeus is giving me a curfew now. I think he's starting to get jealous."
"Jealous? Of me?" Roxas raised his eyebrows. "No…"
"It's the truth. But anyway, I would stay if I could. Its just that my relationship with him…"
"Yeah, I know." Roxas nodded. "Your relationship with him is precious because you guys are soul mates. We're just…fuck buddies."
"And best friends." Zexion flicked Roxas's nose playfully and turned around, waving. "I'll see you later. Happy birthday!"
"Thanks. Bye." Roxas sighed and closed the door, ripped open the card. It was something extravagant, with all kinds of words like 'congratulations,' 'happy,' 'joyful,' 'exciting,' etc. written in Russian on the front. He smiled and opened it, and on the inside it read, 'Happy birthday, my shining star. Let no one extinguish your light.' In Russian, of course.
"Roxas?" Adam wrapped his knuckles on the hardwood door to Roxas's room, and the brunette glanced up expectantly. "Can I come in?"
"Sure." Roxas sat up and put his phone away, not wanting to be rude. "What's up?"
Adam smiled and shrugged. "How's your birthday? A little less than ideal?"
"Actually, it was perfect." Roxas smiled. "I really appreciate the card, which was hilarious, by the way…I don't know. It was better because its not like…its not like we had to try hard to pretend that we were getting along, y'know? I mean, with Anne, its always like, fake smile, stiff laugh…"
"Yeah, I know what you mean." Adam sighed. "Well, I guess in that sense, it was probably better that she wasn't here."
"Yeah. When is she getting back?"
Adam snorted. "Like I know. The woman is a workaholic. I know she had to go pretty far out of town for some project that she's working on…the company wants to promote her to an international executive, so they're sending her on mini-trips to kind of season her, I guess. She probably won't be home until tomorrow night."
"Oh." Roxas blinked. "Where's Cloud?"
"Bed. Its already ten thirty." Adam smiled. "Its just you and me."
"Okay…" Roxas trailed off and glanced at the ceiling, swallowing hard. "So, did you want something? Or like, just talk…?"
"Actually," Adam leaned forward, so close that Roxas could smell the combination of cinnamon gum and energy drink on his breath. "I was wondering if you've had a chance to try out that present that I gave you for Christmas."
"Oh." Roxas blinked and swallowed again, and this one was actually a little painful going down. "You mean the…?" He glanced over at his bedside drawer at the small little vibrator, still sitting in its box.
"Yeah. I'm guess not?"
"Um…" Roxas blushed deep red and didn't even try to hide it. "No. Sorry."
"Oh, that's fine. I got you a birthday present to…help you along." Adam chuckled and pulled out a small, transparent container of gel. Roxas knew it was lubricant, but he was denying it to himself. "Happy birthday."
"Um…" Roxas grabbed at it, but Adam quickly pulled it out of his reach. They stared at each other for a second, and without warning the older man got up and shut the door, locked it.
"Why don't I…help you? The application of this stuff can be a bitch. As can the actual…entrance." He chuckled and walked over to Roxas's bedside table, picking up the vibrator and sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Would you mind dropping your pants, please?"
"Um…Adam…" Roxas sighed and leaned back on the bed. "I don't think…" The room was getting hot. He could feel his face (and body) heating up, turning a bright shade of red.
"Come on, Roxy." Adam breathed, smiling. "This is what you want, isn't it?"
Roxas watched Adam; studied him. He was serious. Slowly, hesitantly, he reached down and undid the button of his pants, pulled the zipper down. Adam smiled down at him and coated the vibrator in lube.
"That's a good boy. Now, would you mind taking them down for me? I'm a little busy. Your boxers too, please."
Roxas gulped and looked down at himself, wondering what on Earth he was doing. Zexion would kill him. But this…was what he wanted. He reached down slowly and hooked his thumbs in the band of his boxers, pushing them down as far as he could.
Adam gave him a nod of approval. "On your stomach?"
Roxas turned over and laid on his stomach, closed his eyes, waiting. He heard Adam cap the lube, heard him shift slowly on the bed, every move deliberate…
He felt his slicked up fingers stroke his hole, and he purred softly. It felt so good to have Adam touch him there…it was dreamlike. Hell, this probably was a dream, but Roxas didn't care. It felt good.
"Ready, Roxy?"
"Mm…" Roxas answered softly, deciding just to let Adam to what he was going to do, not think about it that much, and enjoy it. Particularly the 'not thinking about it much' part.
He felt the cold tip of the toy press against him, then push inside. He let out a soft breath that was half moan and half gasp, wanting this. He was surprising himself, but he wanted it.
"That's good?" Adam purred.
"Nn…more…" Roxas gasped as his stepfather complied, pushing the toy much, much deeper inside him. Roxas moaned loudly, feeling how deep it was, curling his fingers into the sheets.
"How's that?"
"Nice…"
Adam chuckled. "How about this?"
Roxas heard him click something, and immediately the toy began vibrating inside him. The brunette's eyes flew open and he gasped, fisting the sheets. "Oh…! Adam…!"
"That's good?"
"Yes!" He moaned loudly and ground his hips futilely against the sheets, so easily aroused. He could already feel how close he was, need flowing through his veins.
"How's this?"
Roxas heard Adam click something else, and the vibrator started going harder and faster. "Ah…! Adam! Adam…yes…!" He was gasping for air, his body hot, finding it hard to believe that such a little toy could give him so much pleasure.
"Oh Roxas…those sounds…" Adam breathed, and the brunette could imagine the smile on his face. "You like this?"
"I'm going to…!" Roxas gasped, arching his back into the bed. "Ah…! Adam! Yes! Yes!"
With that Roxas came messily all over his sheets, and once he released Adam turned off the vibrator and slowly pulled it out of him. The feeling of it exiting his body made Roxas moan softly, and once it was completely out and turned over on his back, panting. He was hot, sticky.
"That was amazing." Adam said, eyebrows raised. The was a faint air of amusement in his expression, and he rested his hand on Roxas's stomach, tracing the area around his navel.
"I'm hot…" Roxas breathed. "And tired."
"Is that code for, 'Will you take my shirt off for me?'" Adam chuckled and pulled Roxas's shirt off over his head, rubbing his hand up across his chest, massaging his neck, and finally cupping his cheek.
"Thanks…" Roxas breathed, sighing.
"Don't mention it." Adam chuckled again and leaned down over his stepson, brushing their lips together. "Can I kiss you?"
"After what you just did to me?" Roxas laughed and leaned up, pressing their lips together quickly. "Christ, you can do whatever the hell you want to me."
Adam chuckled and pressed his lips against Roxas's again. "Happy birthday, Roxy."
"Roxy?"
"Pet name." Adam explained, laughing. "You're adorable, so I thought I'd give you an adorable name. But back on topic…what are you doing tomorrow…night?"
"Is it safe to assume that you have plans for me?" Roxas raised his eyebrows and smiled, and without even thinking about it he reached up and ran his fingers through Adam's hair. It was so soft, and the stiff-looking spikes broke easily under his fingers, then popped back into place.
"I think I can convince Anne to go out of town…" He sighed and gave Roxas a once-over, smiled. "You need to sleep."
"Yes."
"Good night." Adam kissed his forehead and stood up, walked over to the door. Roxas slipped under his sheets and closed his eyes, cuddling into the soft mattress. He didn't care that there was cum all over his bed; he was comfortable.
"Oh, and Roxas?"
"Mm?"
"I love you, too."
A/N: I'm going to quote Xanjen before she even reviews: "Three words: Nom. Nom. Nom."
That pretty much sums it up. xD Good GOD I'm so happy this finally came out. See, I was hanging out with my friend Ellie like, all day today and I was all like D8 imma not be able to write! But I did. I am SO HAPPAI. This was just like, so amazing. AND IT WASN'T EVEN LEMON. WTF.
I love Roxy. He is so abused. And I love him. And I love Adam. You know why? Because he's lovely. And you know what? There are going to be a bunch of filler plotless lemon chapters coming up. If you don't like lemon, too bad. Don't flame my story and don't complain. Lemon is amazing. And I will write lemon for the NORMAL yaoi fangirls who DO like it.
I love you guys. xD
~Sara