Author Notes: Explicit content below.
Chapter 11
Dawning Realizations
Summary:
It hits them both really hard.
Roxas went away after a few days to be with his parents. Axel kept in touch with him through social media. He didn't ask him about his mother. Sure he checked in sometimes -
A- How's she doing?
R- Getting better.
But Axel figured Roxas would have lots of people asking him and didn't want to be another one of them to remind Roxas of how shit life was right now. So he sent text messages providing commentary on the latest episode of the sitcom they had been watching. He messaged him about everything else they had found fun together too. He also sent screenshots of the progress he was making on some of their models, as well as linking Roxas to videos of some of Axel's failed aerodynamic test demos. Some of them had been pretty spectacular and were worth sharing.
Their communication was all text-based, but Axel was sure that Roxas was getting a kick out of it, judging by all the varied laugh emojis he managed to string together most days.
Axel felt proud of himself for being a good friend to Roxas. But sometimes he also felt antsy when he got no response for several hours or even a day.
When there was no response days seemed to crawl by painfully slow. Axel's dorm felt empty and boring. He had no real interest in sex, so didn't bother with Demyx or Larxene. It netted him relentless teasing over lunch, but he stuck to his 'busy catching up with work' spiel. Although it was very true, no one bought it. Some days when Axel was looking forlornly at his phone he didn't believe it either.
He'd never go as far as saying he loved Roxas, but he certainly missed him, and a good portion of his day was spent thinking of ways to cheer Roxas up.
He was at his library shift, packing away books when he found a hilarious title he thought Roxas might get a good chuckle out of. He snapped a photo, shelved it and moved on to the next aisle.
The library was quiet at this time of night. Axel approved, as there were fewer people to harass him, asking him stupid things.
"Excuse me, could you show me where the sex ed. books are kept?"
It would have been irritating, but that voice… Axel's heart raced a little. He managed to turn around wearing a smirk, instead of a dopey grin. "We got none in this library, but I can give you a first-hand demonstration."
Roxas was grinning back at him and stepped closer. "I'd like that."
Roxas had been miserable the last two weeks. Having seen his mom in hospital had sent him straight into shock, and then he had spent every waking moment by her side.
His mom was doing much better now though, so she and his dad had encouraged Roxas to go back to University, so he didn't fall too far behind.
Coursework had been the furthest from his mind but he acquiesced with his parent's wishes. In part, because he loved them and knew they wanted the best for him, but he also returned in large part so he could be with Axel again.
He had missed the man's physical presence. The sex had been mind-blowingly good, but it was also so much more than that. It was the silly jokes, snide remarks, and genuinely engaging conversations they shared, which Roxas had noticed the absence of.
The messages from Axel had been Roxas' highlight of his day. At least one each day. Always something new and fun to take his mind off the grim reality staring him in the face.
His mother had noticed the way he lit up when his phone went off. She had asked him if there was anyone special in Roxas' life, over which he had felt mighty embarrassment. He had said no, while his heart had whispered 'maybe'.
Roxas hadn't thought to ever seriously consider that notion though - and he still didn't want to name it, or even label what it might be. But thoughts and some fluttering feelings had bounced around ever since that night he had gotten that awful news from his father.
He had cried and cried and screamed and cried some more, and then hid away when he had heard Axel come back. He had been terrified and angry thinking of what Axel's response would be. But when he had been found Axel had done the last thing Roxas had ever expected.
And Roxas had continued to be surprised over the last two weeks he had been away for. And if this was Axel reaching out to be friends with him then Roxas never wanted it to end.
In truth, he felt a little apprehensive coming back to his University life and Axel. A part of him whispered that this was just temporary; Axel would revert back to his dickish asshole ways. Axel was just being polite in Roxas' time of need.
Yet he was still glad to be back right now.
He stepped up to Axel as close as he dared and was instantly engulfed by arms and pulled into a hug. Roxas reciprocated and breathed in Axel's warm scent. He had missed his aftershave. He had missed his long limbs and soft hair. Negative feelings and paranoid thoughts evaporated.
"I'll be done with work in another hour," Axel informed as he pulled away.
"I was kinda hoping you'd show me that closet under the basement stairs."
Axel's brows arched. "Oh really? You missed me that much that you can't even wait?"
"Yeah. I've come prepared." Roxas had gone to their dorm to get supplies before coming down. He pulled out two condoms to show Axel, and patted his coat pocket. "I've also packed the lube."
Axel bit his lip and looked Roxas up and down. Roxas knew that look by now and he couldn't stop the smile.
Axel pushed his trolley to one of the far-flung corners of the library and led the way down the flight of stairs while he chatted with Roxas.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming back today? I could have cooked some amazing food for us to possibly get food poisoning from together."
"You're so romantic. Isn't it obvious? I wanted to surprise you."
"Who's being all romantic now, huh?"
Roxas was all grins. Joking about it was fine. It didn't mean anything. "Definitely not me. I'm just here for a quick fuck."
"Awww, only a quick one?"
"Yeah. In and out."
"Who's gonna be in who today?"
"Up to you," Roxas shrugged. As long as he could be in close proximity to Axel it didn't really matter.
"Hmm, tough call." They had finally reached the basement. Axel unlocked the closet door and held it open. "After you, monsieur. Only the finest quarters will do for his highness."
Roxas gave a gracefully dismissive wave, stuck his nose into the air and stepped through.
It was a spacious enough closet. There were shelving units stacked with cleaning supplies, a couple of upturned empty milk crates to perhaps sit on, and not much else.
"Lap of luxury right here," he observed.
"Only the best for you." Axel closed the door behind himself.
The room was cold and dank. "It's pretty sound proof in here, but we probably should still keep it down. The stairwell echoes."
"You mean you keep it down. I can be quiet as a mouse if I have to be." Roxas knew Axel would jump at that baiting, and he did.
"We'll see about that."
Warm body pressed against Roxas and a kiss was placed to lips.
Roxas had missed the feel, smell, and taste of Axel. Their mouths were instantly open and deep longing kisses we exchanged. Axel stroked the inside of Roxas' mouth like he had learned that Roxas enjoyed. And Roxas nipped, pushed and roughed Axel up the way he knew Axel liked best.
Axel pushed Roxas, forcing them both to shuffle until Roxas hit a wall with his back. A bucket clattered to the floor, but both men ignored it.
Roxas became completely lost in the feel of Axel. Heat, smell and pressure were all exquisite. He was already inside of Axel's shirt, having unbuttoned his work uniform rapidly. He pulled on nipple ring, tweaking and twisting it in the way which made Axel thrust against him and moan into his throat as they kissed.
Axel had meanwhile dug into Roxas' coat and pulled out the lubricant with one hand, while the other had been kept busy undoing their flies.
Pants and undergarments were slid and pushed down. Axel's hand cupped Roxas and massaged, making him abandon hot mouth so he could moan into Axel's ear the way he knew Axel found really sexy.
Lube was applied to fingers, legs spread a little further and then Axel pushed into Roxas, stretching and preparing him.
"Guess I'm getting fucked tonight, huh?"
"It's the least I can do for the subpar lodgings, your highness."
Roxas hummed in approval. "Very well, proceed."
Roxas had never done it standing up against a wall. He didn't know the logistics of it, but he looked forward to finding out. That was part of the fun of being with Axel - there was always some new experience to have.
Axel slid condoms on the both of them and then roughly pushed Roxas against the cold wall. He began biting Roxas' neck and lifting him up a little, by pushing his knee between legs.
"Hold on to me, babe," Axel instructed. Roxas anchored elbows on shoulders and felt arms wind under his thighs. Roxas was lifted up a little and Axel pushed his hips forward until the head of his penis was pushing against Roxas' anus.
"You ready?"
Roxas loved the care Axel always seemed to take with him. He nodded and breathed out a, "Yeah." He relaxed against the sensation of Axel's hard erection sliding into him. Simultaneously a moan slid out and Roxas muttered, "I've missed your cock."
"Fuck, Rox. I've missed your arse," Axel mumbled with pleasure. He began gently rocking in and out of Roxas, stimulating him and also rubbing against his erection with his abdomen.
Roxas loved the feel of being penetrated, whilst having firm pressure against his cock.
Roxas moaned louder and louder as Axel pushed and angled forward, hitting his bundle of nerves.
"How much have you missed me, Roxas?" Axel strained through the pressure of holding him up and pumping into him.
"Too fucking much. Fucking love your cock. "
"Yeah, babe. You love me in you."
"Fuck me more, Ax. Harder. Grind into me. I need you." Roxas bit and sucked on Axel's neck.
Axel held on tight to Roxas, squeezing his muscles. His hips thrust more. Axel pulled out and pushed in with more force. A low rumbling growl started to emanate from Axel as he worked Roxas' arse with ferocity.
Sweat beaded on both their brows. Roxas just let the wave of pleasure cascade out of his throat as he was edging closer to his climax.
"Come, Rox. Let me feel you come."
"Axel, I - fucking -"
Axel's growl in Roxas ear and the pressure of - everything - got to him. He released himself, with a loud grunt. Tension he'd been holding for two weeks evaporated and shook loose.
Axel moaned in satisfaction and pumped into Roxas at a more shallow angle as he was brought to his orgasm by Roxas clenching all around him. "Rox, Roxy baby. Fuck - your arse - fuck I love you. God," Axel moaned and panted while he kept rocking into Roxas, but also simultaneously melting towards the floor.
The words almost froze Roxas, except that he kept having post-climax shivers roll through his core. Axel didn't mean it. He said all kinds of shit when he came. But for a brief moment Roxas savored the sound of it, even if there was no meaning behind it.
That first official day back at University actually felt great for Roxas. There was comfort in having a routine - joy in seeing his friend again - and satisfaction in spending the evening with Axel.
It all served as a good distraction from fretting about his mother. She was over the worst of it now, but there were possible unknown long-term ramifications, which weighed on Roxas. So it was good to get lost in the feel and taste of Axel for an hour. But then he was left alone again in his bed to dream of horrific things.
He had lost something. There was an overwhelming feeling of bleakness and despair. He kept hearing loud sounds of things crashing and sirens wailing, and the non-stop pressure of impending doom all around him. He woke up screaming and drenched in sweat. Heart raced and lungs burned. A touch at his side made him jump.
A familiar voice broke the ringing silence, "Rox, are you okay?"
The ferocity with which his heart pounded against chest was almost painful. His arms trembled, but he pushed shaking hand to his forehead and swept hair back to get some cooler air on himself. "Yeah. Just a bad dream."
"Sounded more like you were being murdered."
"It's been happening on and off for the last two weeks. But I thought it was getting better." Roxas dropped back down against his damp pillow and stared at the ceiling.
"Is it 'cause of your mom?"
"Yeah," he exhaled. Even his breath was trembling. "Sorry to wake you."
Axel shrugged. "I wasn't sleeping all that great anyway."
Eyes tore from ceiling and settled on Axel above him. "Why not?"
"Probably just stress. You gonna be okay?"
"Yeah. Sorry again."
Axel brushed it off and swept some of the more stubborn wet bangs out of Roxas face. "No sweat." He chuckled a little and Roxas gave him a disapproving grumble.
"Well try and get some sleep, kay?"
"Yeah," Roxas nodded and they said their goodnights once more for that evening.
As the nights passed Roxas continued to have bad dreams though. And Axel continued to be there when he awoke. It was comforting, and seeing his face in the gloom became a relief.
The fourth night in a row Axel stated the obvious, "This is becoming ridiculous."
"Sorry," was the only muttered response Roxas could think of.
"We've tried really hard, exhausting sex. Tried calming meditation stuff and soothing teas. This aromatic bag shit isn't helping either." Axel pulled the bag full of weird herbs out from under Roxas' pillow.
"Yeah. Kinda seems pointless. But… thanks for going to all this effort for me, Ax."
"Hey, what's good for you is also good for me. We could use some decent sleep."
"Yeah, we could," Roxas lamented. "I'm sure it will get better soon. And if nothing's changed in another week I'll go see a doctor."
Axel shifted and seated himself fully on Roxas bed, instead of just sitting on the edge. He leaned back against the headboard and looked down at Roxas laying beside him. "What did you used to do as a kid when you had nightmares? You must have had some, right?"
Roxas cast his mind back to when he was much younger. "I think I always went crying to my parents. Or they heard me and were there when I woke up and stayed until I fell asleep again. What about you?"
Axel was quiet for a while. A slight hitch of breath signaled that he was about to speak. "I used to sneak into my parent's bedroom with my blanket and pillow and sleep at the foot of their bed."
"What? Really?"
"Mm. But mom wasn't happy to find me there in the mornings, so she bought a lock for their bedroom."
Roxas sometimes tried to imagine what it must have been like to have cold parents. He could never fathom it. "Why would your mom do that?"
"Guess she wanted to be left alone?"
"Ah man, that sucks."
Axel shrugged.
"So what did you do after that?"
"After… I think dad got me a large stuffed toy that I was supposed to hug and feel better from."
"Did it work?
Axel thought for a bit. "I think so. Or I just got over it all and sucked up the bad dreams, since I couldn't really go and do anything about them."
Roxas lay his hand on Axel's stomach and rubbed, in an attempt to be comforting. "Why did you get stuck with such a shit mom?"
Axel laughed at that. "Bet she thought the same about me."
Roxas tilted his face up to look at Axel through the darkness. "No, that can't be true."
"Eh, I think it is. I know she always resented having me. I was an accident, and where she lived abortions weren't a thing anyone of good standing ever did. She was pretty resentful of my dad too for getting her pregnant. They had to marry to not cause a scandal."
"Wow. Really?"
"Yeah, really. When she got really pissed off she'd tell me all about it."
"Man, Ax. That fucking sucks."
"I know. But I turned out all right… right?"
Roxas saw the sad smile which was given to him in the dark. It grew a lump in his chest. "Totally. You're a good guy when you want to be. Thanks for being here for me. I know the last couple of weeks have been so shit."
"It's fine. Nothing a couple of friends wouldn't do for each other, right?"
"Right." But Roxas felt somewhat uncertain. Axel's support had been mind-blowing. He had been doing an awful lot of caring for someone who claimed to not be into that kind of stuff - even where friends were concerned.
Axel was stroking Roxas' head and staring out into the room. Roxas wriggled his fingers under Axel's shirt and stroked at soft, warm skin, while he thought about how much he liked having Axel next to him. It was so comforting to not be alone. It helped to melt away the lingering tendrils of the bad dreams.
"Do you wanna try sleeping together?" Axel said quietly after a while.
Roxas clicked his eyebrow at that. "We already tried lots of sex. Remember?"
"No, I mean actually sleeping together. It's the one thing we haven't tried, and sounds like it worked for you in the past - you know - having your parents next to you."
The suggestion made excitement bubble. He pushed to get his next words out with as little enthusiasm as possible. "Yeah, I guess it's worth a shot."
"Cool. And if you get a bad dream, at least I don't have to get up to check on you. I can just smother you with minimal effort," Axel smiled sweetly, grabbed a pillow and pushed it gently against Roxas' face for half a second before removing it again.
Roxas huffed a little with amusement. "Thanks."
"You're completely welcome."
They looked at each other. Roxas didn't know what to do. But luckily Axel did. "So, c'mon. Off to my bed we go to start the experiment." He threw clammy sheets off Roxas and grabbed his arm, pulling him along to his bedroom.
Roxas did, in fact, sleep better. He still had uncomfortable dreams which shook him awake, but a comforting arm was immediately around his waist, pulling him against corporeal form and soothing his racing heart.
"I've got you, babe. Go back to sleep," Axel would mutter into his ear and then nuzzle the back of Roxas' head.
It was so nice. Even when he woke up with the occasional pillow pressed against his face in the mornings. Axel claimed it was his morning wake up ritual. That inevitably always ended up with them in a pillow fight, with the loser being whoever got incapacitated by laughing too hard to continue hitting. It was usually Roxas, and Axel would gloat above him, claiming a kiss as his victory.
Roxas definitely let him win on purpose.
This went on for several weeks. Roxas' mother continued to improve, and with it did his sleep. The sense of dread left him, but a new worry flourished. He was probably overstaying his welcome in Axel's bed.
Whenever Axel asked him, "How'd you sleep?", or when he remarked, "You don't wake up all sweaty anymore," Roxas felt the guilt dig into him. And as ridiculous as the notion seemed, Roxas felt like Axel was just being polite, on account of Roxas having had a rough time lately. Axel probably wanted Roxas out of his bed as soon as possible.
It made Roxas uncomfortable because he didn't really want to go back to sleeping alone. But he felt he was running out of valid excuses. Axel would surely notice very soon that Roxas was sleeping soundly with no trace of night terrors. It made him feel deceptive, and he wasn't a fan of being that way.
And on top of all this, Roxas also saw a lot less of Larxene and Demyx. He felt like he was imposing on Axel's life, and although he liked all the attention being solely focused on him, he thought it unfair to play at being sick and disturbed when he was definitely well again.
Worst of all there was the awkward problem of his growing feelings for Axel. Roxas had been trying to ignore how nice it felt to be with Axel. Ignore the warm comfort and how it washed over him when they lay in bed together, or on the sofa, or when they ate a meal together or mucked around. He was starting to feel that Axel was his favorite person to spend time with. And he didn't want to give it up… but again he was being deceptive, and he worried about breaking his own heart again like he had with Riku if he didn't put a stop to this.
So the decision had to be made -
Having Roxas back to fill the empty space of the dorm was great. Even with all the sleep interruptions. But Axel praised himself every night he went to sleep with Roxas curled up in his arms. Winter was coming and Axel hated the cold. So having the extra body heat there was brilliant. Plus they could have sex every evening, without the discomfort of having to move to their respective rooms afterward. There wasn't even a need to put on clothes.
Axel felt hornier then he had in years. Roxas was some kinky mix between his two friends - sinfully domineering one day, and angelically passive the next. Axel never knew what he was going to get, which was crazy exciting.
Days and weeks passed in this manner. Larxene gave him questioning eyebrow raises at lunchtime. He kept the conversations as far away from the topic of his roommate as he could, because when his friends asked him, or talked about what was happening there, Axel felt uncomfortable. He didn't have an answer as to why he was so tolerant towards Roxas. He had let slip that Roxas was experiencing nightmares, when Larxene had been very adamant in getting a response from him as to why she couldn't come over for a late night screw.
That had opened the usual can-of-worms of wild speculation and teasing. None of it was true though. Axel knew it wasn't true and to hell with all his friends.
Roxas was just a friend. An amazingly sexy friend, who was worth trying to keep around. Other than the shit which had irritated him in the beginning of them living together, Roxas was a lot lower maintenance than his other friends. They just got on really great together. No weird temper tantrums - no stroking of egos and pandering to. Just a lot of stroking of other things, and laughing together, and actually being able to watch shit he liked because Roxas liked the same stuff.
Things were really nice. Roxas slept a whole lot better, for which Axel was entirely happy to take complete credit for. And even his own sleep had improved, due to satisfying, stress-relieving good-quality sex, and a toasty bed.
They had just had one of the aforementioned sexy times. Axel pulled the butt-plug out of Roxas and lay back down next to him. Roxas still struggled to get his breathing under control and shivered from his orgasm from time to time, but he got out, "Axel, I might go try sleeping in my own bed tonight."
The hazy pleasure Axel loved basking in slipped away slightly. "Oh, you sleeping a lot better now? If not you can stay here. It's fine."
"I think I'm okay now. But, if I have any more relapses I'll come back… if that's okay with you."
Of course it was. Would it be weird to tell Roxas that he could stay in his bed no matter what? It probably was. "Yeah, guess it'll be okay."
"Thanks," he mumbled and sat up, working on peeling his soiled condom off.
"Hey ah - I haven't asked you in a while but… How're the feelings doing? Do I need to ramp up my assholishness?" He didn't know why it had popped into his head just then.
Roxas grumbled. "Don't touch your asshole. It's perfect how it is."
"So's your cock," Axel smiled and rolled over to look at Roxas. The aftermath of his orgasm and memory of what they had just done reignited the pulse through his body. The fact that Roxas had no qualms about taking Axel was one very appealing feature of them having sex together. Demyx was always irritatingly squeamish.
"Thanks." Roxas put his condom in the bin, stretched out, and rolled onto his side as well. They were nose to nose, smiling at each other. "My feelings for you are fine."
Axel ran his finger over lips. Why was Roxas so damn kissable? He leaned in and did just that, while he continued to trail hand down Roxas' chest and abdomen.
All the heat had gone out of their kiss, but even the slow, unhurried sucking was nice, and maybe even sensual.
Roxas hummed with pleasure, and Axel wondered if Roxas' past experiences compared to what they did together. Axel wanted to be the best fuck in Roxas' life. And that thought inevitably lead to blurting out stupid shit. "How's the Riku situation?"
The heavy sigh said it all really, but Axel listened anyway, "Still the same. I feel less grouchy now that I've got this thing going with you, but I think I still wish… well you know."
"For a relationship?"
"Mm." Roxas' eyes narrowed and he pulled away a little.
It irritated Axel and he probably glared a little too much for what was supposed to be an impartial disposition. "Why're you still so hung up about him?"
"Dunno. Maybe 'cause of the sex?" Roxas closed the distance between them again and kissed Axel's neck.
Axel rubbed his face against Roxas' hair. "You're being stupid again."
"Hey!" Roxas pulled back and pouted.
"C'mon, you are. You can't be hung up on someone just 'cause you've had sex with them. We've been going at it like mad for months and you're not in love with me, right?," Axel laughed, heart pounding a little harder than usual.
Roxas breathed in sharply and frowned into nothingness. "Yeah. Guess you're right. You're a great friend. Just how I always thought you'd be. Though - with way more sex. Never thought about sex with you until this year." Eyes lifted to look at Axel once more.
Great friend. That was Axel through and through. It squeezed his chest a little, however. "No perverted little Roxas, huh?"
"Nah, but I'm trying to make up for it now," he flashed a smile.
"You're doing a great job keeping up with me."
"Thanks, sex fiend."
That made Axel laugh. He captured Roxas' lips for another quick kiss.
Roxas licked at him and then Axel could see the thoughts churning away in his head.
"Spending so much time with you isn't really helping my friendship situation though. - With Sora and Riku, I mean."
Of course. What else would Roxas mean? Axel patted Roxas' cheek. "But I thought you wanted to avoid them to make your feelings go away."
"Yeah, but I have to hang out with them in my spare time."
"Do you? You could always hang with me and my friends over lunch."
Roxas blinked at Axel silently for a few moments, before starting again, "I ah - I actually like hanging out with them though. It's not like I hate them. It would just be better if I didn't feel jealous every time they did something cute together. I miss being happy for them. And I don't like being the kind of guy I am when I'm around them."
"What's that look like?"
"Moody, irritated. Just can't laugh at things I'd normally laugh at. And all-around terrible friend. That's not me. That's not who I wanna be."
"Man, I feel exhausted just listening to you. I was under the impression it should be easier to get along if you really like someone."
"Well it wasn't any effort until my head went all stupid and I started wanting an exclusive relationship with Riku."
"Do you still want that?"
Roxas thought for a while. "I think - it's not so bad anymore? And… I think I need to spend more time with them, so I can get used to how things are. And maybe see more of Riku's unappealing side. Like you have with Larx, Dem and me, you know. Build my feelings immunity," he smiled.
Axel grinned back. "I'm so proud of my little pupil. You've come such a long way." He pinched Roxas' cheek and wondered what Roxas' unappealing features were. He couldn't recall them quite as clearly as he once probably had been able to do.
Roxas swatted hand away, all the while smiling. It made Axel want to pinch him more… and he did.
"Hey cut it out."
"Make me, sweet-stuff." He used his other hand to get more pinching in.
Roxas squeaked a little and jumped up on top of Axel, beginning to pinch him back all over. Axel tried to defend himself. He caught Roxas' wrists after some struggling, raised the man's arms above his head and rolled them both over so he was on top of Roxas, straddling him and keeping arms pinned above his head.
"Unfair advantage," Roxas decried.
"How so?"
"Your arms are longer."
"That's called genetic superiority, short stuff," he smirked and began sniggering as Roxas protested by shaking and squirming with his entire body, but Axel wasn't to be deterred.
"Give it up. When you're pinned, you're pinned. Besides, I spent enough time on the bottom today. Time to turn the tables." Still holding Roxas' hands above with one hand, he ran his other down Roxas' body.
"You good to go again," Roxas huffed and shivered against Axel's touch.
Axel pushed his hips against Roxas, drawing his attention down to his growing erection.
Roxas licked his lips at the sight. "My arse is still tender from the plug."
"I'll be gentle." Axel leaned down and kissed Roxas, releasing his grip on the other man. Arms wound around Axel's back, drawing him down and their chests together. Kisses were gentle but grew in ferocity. Axel worked his tongue into Roxas' mouth.
But arms suddenly gripped tighter and Axel was flipped onto his back once more. Roxas wore a triumphant and cocky grin.
"Aww, c'mon, Rox. Let me come in your butt."
"No. I'm way too sore. You're gonna have to wait until tomorrow."
Axel cast an eye over to his LCD clock. "It's gonna be tomorrow in a few minutes."
Roxas followed the look. "Well damn."
"Damn indeed. You like me in your butt anyway. So don't fight it. I'll give you a nice gentle rim job." Axel hummed in approval as he saw the pleasant shiver and heard the sigh go through Roxas at the mention of it.
"Yeah, I know how to turn you on," Axel cooed, feeling hungrier for Roxas by the second. He bucked his hips a little, being well aware that his growing erection was already pushing against Roxas' backside.
"Shut up, you dumbass." Roxas' face flushed a little.
Axel gave him a dopey grin, netting him a hand in his face. But it was too late. Axel had seen the embarrassed smile on Roxas' face. Axel pried the hand off himself but didn't let go. He placed a kiss to Roxas' palm and trailed up his arm, pulling himself up to a seated position, and continued to kiss along shoulder, neck, and finishing on lips.
Slowly their lips and tongues moved together. Axel leaned into Roxas, and maneuvering him gently down against the mattress. He loved kissing Roxas. He loved sleeping with him. It was odd, and he couldn't explain why, but that's what it was.
Axel trailed his hand down Roxas' body, towards his anus, to see if any lubricant was still left, but Roxas intervened before Axel could work his hands too far down. He broke the kiss and smacked his reddened lips.
"It's not tomorrow yet."
"C'mon, don't be such a stickler for rules. I thought better of you than being like this," he teased.
"You thought wrong then."
Axel looked at his clock again. "My clocks running slow, actually."
"It's synced via the internet, dumbass."
Axel frowned while Roxas smirked.
"So… ," Axel looked for something to say.
"So?"
"You really gonna spend more time with your friends?"
"Yeah."
"Well if you think it's gonna help you then I guess go and do it."
"I don't need your approval."
"You get it anyway." Axel quickly dipped down for a kiss and pulled on Roxas' bottom lip as he came back up.
Roxas sighed. "Well, thanks. I think this will be better for me. And then you can also have more time with Larxene and Demyx. They haven't been around in ages. I feel like I'm hogging you."
He wondered for a moment if he should tell Roxas that he didn't mind being hogged - at all - but decided against it. "You are. But there's been extenuating circumstances, so it's a sacrifice I was willing to make for you."
"Your sacrifice does not go unnoticed," Roxas said solemnly and brushed hands against Axel's arms.
"Can I get a reward then? I think it's only fair."
Roxas glanced at the clock again. "All right. You get a two-minute early mark."
Axel beamed and got to work.
Roxas started being around less in the afternoons and evenings. He still came home and usually had dinner with Axel but things were different. And annoyingly so. Because Roxas was spending more time with his friends he ended up spending more time doing course work when he was at home, which translated into less time spent messing around with Axel and having fun together.
Some evenings when he caught Roxas coming back in, he'd ask how it had been.
Roxas responded saying that it had been fine. He never mentioned the hot sex he was probably having.
Axel was dying to know but also didn't at the same time. Why'd it have to be Riku of all people? And why was it so irritating to begin with?
Axel, rather disgruntled, asked Larxene around more frequently again, to help distract himself. The Roxas situation was irritating him so much that he even asked her over when he knew that Roxas would be home. But things were different with her too. Axel didn't feel like his heart was all the way into it anymore. He was far more content to use his fingers and tongue on her, as much as he didn't enjoy it. When she really complained about wanting Axel to push into her, he could mostly get away with using a toy from his drawer.
But it was becoming evident that a lot of things were just off.
"What the hell is wrong with you? You used to call me all the time, telling me to come over."
"You've finally gotten old and boring, Larx." Axel dodged the shoe that flew his way as Larxene was redressing.
"Look what you did. You were supposed to take that to the face so it would bounce back to me. Go fetch my shoe."
Axel groaned and crawled over to the other side of his bed to find where it had landed.
"You've been weird ever since Roxas has been fucking with you and had those nightmares n' shit."
Axel had never heard her complain so much, with such intensity. He didn't want to, but the fleeting thought did cross his mind that maybe Roxas was right - and she had caught feelings for him or some shit like that. But it seemed too ridiculous a notion to properly entertain. "Rox is just really satisfying." Axel found the shoe and stretched for it, not wanting to leave his bed. He received a sudden sharp slap on his backside. "Ow."
"So it's finally happened."
"What?" he got back up, having successfully retrieved the item.
"You've actually fallen for someone."
Axel threw the shoe back at her. "Shut your face. The only thing that's happened is that he's better at sex than you."
"You gonna fuck him when I leave? Is that why you're saving yourself?"
Axel sighed. "It's not like that."
"I think it is."
"I don't give a shit what you think."
"I know that. But I wanna know, so that I can decide what I'm gonna do about this. I love a good root, Axel. If I have to be on the hunt for someone else, have some decency to give me some notice before you cut me off completely. This sporadic shit is far too unreliable."
"Yeah, whatever."
"Whatever your face. I'm outta here to leave you to your lover-boy." She slipped on her shoe and headed out, leaving Axel's door wide open.
Axel heard her say, "He's all yours," as she left and a few moments later the front door opened and slammed shut.
He threw himself back against his pillows and grabbed his water bottle so he could get her taste out of his mouth.
"Lover-boy," he muttered to himself. "What's she even know." It was nothing like that. Roxas was a trouble-free and good fuck. He was a buddy. Axel had just been tending to him to keep Roxas around for the convenience. So what if he was tolerable in large doses? It definitely didn't mean anything.
A knock sounded at the door. It brought a smile to his face.
Roxas' head poked around the door. "Ax, what's she so mad about? Couldn't you get it up?"
"She's not mad. And you know I can totally get it up in under a minute."
"A minute's for an old man. I'm already hard. You wanna come watch TV?"
Axel's mood positively soared. "That code?"
"TV is just TV," Roxas smiled sweetly and disappeared again.
"It's totally code." Axel scrambled up and followed Roxas. He caught him just outside his door. Axel pulled at Roxas' clothes, turning the man around to face him. Roxas slung arms around Axel's neck, and Axel tucked hands into Roxas' back pockets.
"It's totally not code."
"If that's true why're there condoms in your pocket?" Axel pulled out his hand, holding two wrappers. He squeezed Roxas' buttock with his other hand, which was still firmly embedded in the other pocket.
"Must have just fallen in there."
"Like I'm about to fall into you?"
Roxas laughed at that. "You're fucking gross."
"Better fucking gross than a gross fuck." Axel kissed Roxas and pushed him until they bumped into the sofa's armrest, and then continued to push so both of them ended up laying on the sofa.
"Aren't you spent?" Roxas got out between kisses. His hand was already up Axel's chest, tweaking at nipple ring, while with the other he traced the curve of Axel's back.
It gave Axel such a glorious tingling feel all over his body, and made him really hard. "I've always got something left for you, Rox." He started kissing him again and worked on undoing both their pants.
To hell with Larxene. She was wrong. He just hadn't been turned on enough by her. Roxas on the other hand - completely sexy.
Roxas had been worried about the lack of Axel's friends in the man's life. He hadn't seen Demyx or Larxene around since before he went away. On the one hand that had been great. He and Axel had spent all their evenings together, alone. Even if it didn't result in sex it still ended up with them lying together on the sofa, or sometimes even a bed, with a laptop propped open between the two of them, watching random crap they both enjoyed.
And yet doing those things was bad, because it brought up thoughts of them being exclusive - which, for Roxas, only meant one thing. And that thing was what he couldn't be thinking about. He couldn't afford to have the past repeat itself.
Roxas tried to come up with excused to quieten the anxiety. He told himself that what he and Axel had wasn't attached to a bunch of baggage. Axel had no one in his life he felt close to. So there was no one to feel jealous over.
That's what Roxas told himself, which only helped to fuel feelings of exclusivity once more.
So he decided it was for the best to have Axel's friends around as much as possible.
Making himself less available to Axel meant he started seeing - and hearing - more of Larxene around the place. His plan was working but it left Roxas oddly conflicted. On the one hand he didn't like seeing her around, but on the other - the fact that he didn't like seeing her around, probably meant it was a good thing he was spending less time at home in Axel's company.
It's not like Larxene's presence seemed to interfere with how much sex he was having with Axel. They usually ended the day hooking up with each other, which made things pretty good for Roxas. The space he was creating between himself and Axel didn't feel like such a complete cold-turkey cut-off.
This seemed to be a win-win for everyone. It kept his own feelings in check - he wouldn't be a burden on Axel - and Sora was completely over the moon when he had been told the news that Roxas wanted to hang out with him and Riku more often. Roxas had nearly passed out from the hug he had received.
So that was Roxas' new social life. He went and visited Sora and Riku every couple of nights - always after he had made dinner however, so that Axel would have something to eat when he came home. He liked looking after the dipshit, after all.
He hadn't spent this much time with his two friends since he had moved out, so it felt weird to be back, and it showed in stilted conversations. He hadn't really opened up to them about anything, other than his mother's near-fatal traffic collision, and that had only been because of his prolonged absence, and not being able to keep the tears and mood hidden when he had been around his friends.
So the first few times he was over it was really about getting to know his friends again, and to hopefully look at them in a new light. Roxas tried to think of Riku as completely out of bounds, and he got distance between himself and Sora every time the man got too physically clingy or cuddly.
It lasted a week before Sora complained. "Why can't we cuddle? It's too cold for you to be sitting over there."
"Sora," Riku tried, as he sat with his arm slung around his boyfriend, trying to keep him warm.
"It's fine," Roxas dismissed. "Look Sora, I really want to hang out with you but for that to happen things can't be how they were before."
Sora groaned. "I don't get why not. What's wrong with friends cuddling?"
"Nothing. But for some reason, it always led to sex."
"Yeah so?"
"I'm not comfortable with that anymore."
Roxas caught Sora exchanging a look with Riku.
"Well, what if we don't let it get to sex then? I love cuddles. We can just keep it at that. It makes me sad having you all the way over there."
Roxas was just sitting on an armchair right next to the sofa. "You're being super melodramatic."
Riku ruffled Sora's hair. "Come on, we talked about this, remember? Give him some space."
"Yeah yeah," he brushed off and suddenly launched himself at the sofa's armrest, leaning over it and as close to Roxas as possible. "So how's Axel?"
"He's fine."
"Yeah? Tell me he's keeping you warm at least."
"Sora -"
"Shh, shh," Sora waves at Riku, eyes not leaving Roxas.
Roxas had never told them anything regarding his arrangement with his roommate. "Everything's fine, Sora," he tried to dismiss. He wasn't sure how comfortable he was with divulging how exactly Axel was keeping him warm.
"Must be. You've stopped complaining about him, and you keep fobbing me off to spend time with him and do 'work'," he quoted with his fingers.
Roxas squinted at Sora. "What're you implying?"
An evil grin spread. "You like him, don't you?"
Roxas' lungs filled with a sudden rush of air. "We get along now. Smoothed out the kinks of living together."
"So what are his kinks, huh?"
"What? No, it's not like that." Since when had Sora become astute?
"But I think it is."
"Riku!," Roxas cried for help.
"No. I'm with Sora on this."
"Why?"
"Because you seem happier," Riku stated calmly.
"And with everything that's happened, something has to be keeping you happy. And I know it's not us," Sora pouted playfully. "You can tell us whenever. But just know that we know," he finished ominously.
Roxas choose to ignore the conversation and looked back at the television.
"Aww, Riku! Look, he's blushing!" Sora poked Roxas' cheek, only to have his hand swatted away.
Riku laughed a little. "Yeah, he is. Looks good on you, man."
"Shh," Roxas didn't look back but waved at them to be quiet. "I'm trying to watch this show." There was something nice about his friends thinking that he liked someone other than them.
This instance certainly wasn't the last Roxas heard about the topic of his love life. Sora was like a dog with a bone.
For the most part Roxas managed to fend off Sora's exuberantly probing questions when he spent time with his two friends. Sora, after all, was easily distracted. Video games were the easiest way to get past the prodding and taunting.
During this particular evening the heating was playing up, so they all huddled under a shared blanket while they whiled away several hours trying to best each other in various video games.
Roxas had won a few, as had Riku, but Sora proved to be the king.
"And I expect the two of you to address me as such all of tomorrow," he positively beamed.
"Yes, your liege," they both intoned solemnly.
Sora giggled with delight and extracted himself from the blanket, announcing, "Toilet time. And don't go anywhere Roxas."
"Oh, it's gonna take a while?"
"Yup." He brushed gently against Riku's face before bounding off.
Roxas knew they were going to have sex tonight. And shockingly enough it didn't actually bother him at the moment.
"Sorry, Roxas." Riku readjusted the blanket to plug up the massive draft Sora had created.
"It's fine. I think I'm beginning to feel better about it."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Helps that Sora has stopped inviting me to bed with you guys," he smiled. It was good to have boundaries set up at last.
"It's been a bit of a learning curve for him," Riku looked towards where his boyfriend had vanished, before turned eyes back onto Roxas. "So about Axel… ."
Roxas groaned inwardly. He was used to this from Sora, but now Riku was in on it as well? "What about him?"
"His name brings a smile to your face," came the careful observation.
Roxas instantly dropped the smile, which made Riku grin softly.
"It's fine. In your own time."
Roxas fiddled with his wireless controller. He had been holding it in for so long that he actually felt like he was bursting to have it come out. The smile return. "I like him."
Riku hummed in response.
There. It hadn't been so horrible to say that out loud to someone. Roxas let his thoughts settle on Axel, and slowly he began talking more, "We've been having sex, and he even let me sleep with him when I came back from seeing my parents. He's really sweet. I always knew we'd make great friend. I didn't know just how good it could be though."
"Friends? He's not your boyfriend?"
That snapped Roxas out of his soft thoughts. "No. He doesn't do intimate relationships or something. Just friends and hooking up."
"You're fine with that?"
Roxas couldn't lie to Riku. "Given my track record with you, what do you think?" he sighed with slight exasperation. "But you know, I've just got to learn to live with it. Because this is life. I don't get what I want."
"People work hard at getting what they want."
"But even then sometimes, no matter how hard you try, you still can't get some things. And I think having a relationship with him falls into that category. So I'll learn to deal with it."
"That's a bit bleak."
"No, it's called being realistic."
Riku smiled sadly and nodded. It was one of the things Roxas liked best about him, and why he felt he could talk to Riku more - he wasn't boundless enthusiasm and optimism. Roxas liked not having positivity shoved down his throat constantly.
"You've resigned yourself to your fate?"
"Pretty much."
"Have you spoken to him about how you feel?"
"No," he sulked. Roxas knew what was coming next.
"Maybe you should?"
"Or maybe I shouldn't. It's just the same as with you and me all over again. I never told you because I knew the answer, even if I didn't want to admit it to myself. I know Axel, I know his thoughts and feelings about the whole thing. There's no point. It would just make me feel awkward around him."
"I never knew you were so omnipotent. Pretty cool superpower, Rox," Riku let fly, rather flippantly. "Claiming to know how someone thinks and feels." He whistled. "Impressive."
"Shut up," Roxas grumbled.
"What're you hoping to protect by choosing to hang in there?"
Roxas stared at the awful pattern of the blanket. "I don't want to lose what I have with him."
"But you also want more."
"Yeah," he sighed.
"Sometimes it's worth taking a risk. I took one with Sora and it worked out."
"Mm." Roxas sat pensively. He felt uncomfortable. "It's not so easy."
"Yeah, you think it was easy to open myself up to someone? Someone who meant the world to me, and if I lost them it would crush me?"
"Sorry," he mumbled. "I know it's never easy."
"Things that are easy aren't worth doing. The fact that it's hard should mean it's the right thing to do."
The flush of the toilet sound, finally heralding an out, from this conversation.
"Thanks for the pep talk, Riku."
"Any time, buddy. Think about it. And think about your own happiness, and just try. Things might turn out better than you expected."
"You spend too much time with Sora," he teased, and Riku smiled.
The bathroom door opened. "Did I hear my name?"
Roxas had left his two friends in good spirits. He felt light and triumphant. They were probably having sex right about now and Roxas wasn't bothered by it. It felt good - wonderful even. He was happy that they still had such a strong relationship through all the years they had known each other. He liked knowing that they made each other better. "Ah! It feels so good," he said to himself as he crossed the plaza.
Mind drifted to being home and what he needed to do. Axel was the first thing that popped into his head, and it made him smile. Maybe he'd tell Axel about him being on the top of Roxas' to-do list. He'd get a good chuckle out of it.
The cheer subsided, his footsteps slowed, energy drained and his heart beat with disquieting vigor. He did want Axel - exclusively. What if he brought Larxene or even Demyx over tonight? It wasn't the noise that bothered him any longer. It was knowing that he meant nothing to Axel besides being a convenient fuck and a great friend. But being friends was good. It beat whatever it was they had going before they met again at University.
Roxas' mother always told him to be grateful for the blessings in life. She had said it even more when Roxas visited her in hospital. Being a part of Axel's life, even in some small way, was a sort of blessing. Roxas just had to suck it up and accept his circumstance.
It was hard though, and he had to drag himself up the flight of stairs due to his mood weighing down heavily. But when he saw red at the end of the hallway - with no one to accompany him - the smile couldn't be held at bay. Roxas picked up his pace and made short work of the distance.
"What're you doing back so early?"
Roxas was greeted by a big smile. "Roxas, buddy, hey!" Axel unlocked the door and they filed inside. "I got suspended from work," he stated matter-of-factly.
"What? Why? What happened?"
Axel closed the door behind them. "You know all your little conjugal visits during my work time?"
Roxas spun around and stared in disbelief. "Fuck -"
"Yeah," Axel chuckled.
"I'm so sorry!"
"Don't sweat it. It was totally worth it, every time." Axel backed Roxas up against the wall and stroked his face. Half-lidded eyes and salacious smirk gave away what Axel was thinking about.
But Roxas resisted giving in - for now. "How big a trouble are you in?"
"Just a months' suspension, for 'inappropriate use of University property'. I got a stern talking to."
"Shit. I'm so sorry," he said again. Roxas had visited the library a few times during Axel's shifts. It had actually been to get work done… but things hadn't exactly gone according to plan.
"Really, don't worry. Totally worth it." Axel leaned in and left kisses along Roxas' neck.
His thoughts melted against Axel's touch. He didn't want what they had to end. He didn't need to tell Axel anything. They could just keep doing this forever. He pulled Axel closer to himself and pushed fingers under fabric of pants, feeling the soft flesh beneath. Axel's breath and licks sent pleasant shivers down his body, and he dug his hand a little deeper, to cup him. "Your bed or mine?" Roxas asked.
A knock sounded at the door. Both heads turned to look at it.
"Ah fuck. Hold that thought, babe. I asked Demyx around 'cause I thought you'd be out for a lot longer."
That really cooled Roxas back down. "Oh. That's fine. Let him in. I'll leave you guys to it." It came out much too stiff. Roxas attached a smile, and pulled his hand out off Axel's pants.
Axel gave Roxas' hand a forlorn look, then glanced at the door and then back at Roxas. "No, I'll get him to go. He'll be cool with it."
Roxas stopped Axel from going to the door. "No, really Axel, just have sex with him. I don't feel like it right now."
"You seemed to be feeling it just a second ago," he gave a small wink.
Roxas was still feeling it. He was feeling too much in fact, which was exactly why he couldn't.
"Yo, Ax, open up," Demyx knocked again.
Axel pulled out of Roxas' hold and went to open the door.
"Hey Dem."
"Why'd you call so early? Don't you have work?" Demyx stepped through the doorway. "Oh hey, Roxas."
Roxas gave a small wave, feeling particularly uncomfortable.
"I got a suspension."
"Too much fucking around?"
Axel chuckled, "Yup. Look, Rox is here so I'm gonna -"
"Dem, you want a threesome?" Roxas blurted out. He could feel himself turning red as all eyes fell on him. Both men before him looked confused and slightly bewildered.
"Threesome?" Demyx turned to Axel for clarity. "You seriously want a threesome?"
"Ah -" Axel looked between Demyx and Roxas. "Just… gimmie a sec with Roxas." Hasty steps and a hand grab saw Roxas inside of Axel's room within a few whirling moments.
"Threesome?" Axel spoke quietly, yet sharply. "Shouldn't we have talked about this beforehand?"
What had Roxas gotten himself into? He had panicked. If Roxas was left alone with Axel they'd have sex. - and his feelings would grow - and he'd end up miserable, heartbroken and alone. He didn't want another Riku situation on his hands. "You don't want to?"
"I - Do you?"
"Why would I suggest it if I didn't?" Roxas tried to sound as confident as possible. It actually started to sound like a good idea in his head. He could test out how he felt about Axel. Maybe he was safe and this truly was nothing.
"I don't know. You really want to? Didn't you just -," he clamped up and shook his head a little. "You're not gonna feel weird?"
"Hey, I'm the veteran here, remember?" he laughed lightly, heart in his throat. He had no idea whether he would regret this or not. Doubt crept back in. What would it mean? What would it do to his feelings for Axel? He hoped it would nullify - and prove to himself that he wasn't in love. He feared that it would be the complete opposite though.
Axel's response was unexpected. A mumbled, "I… guess," was all he said.
"I thought you'd jump at the idea."
"Well normally I would. You just caught me off guard, that's all. Ah, okay. Let's do this thing then."
Axel still looked somewhat confused but he opened his door again. "Dem, - I knew it was you, you little shit." Axel stormed out. "Quit messing with the fans."
"No, I swear I was fixing it. Roxas keeps touching them."
"Roxas knows how to avoid being murdered. Quit that."
Roxas took a peek through the doorway to see the two men slapping each other. It made him chuckle.
When Axel had fixed things up again he asked, "Against my better judgment I'm gonna ask - you wanna, with Rox and me?"
Demyx shrugged. "Sure, why not. I'm here and everything."
Roxas felt nervous because he didn't know Demyx all that well, and the guy didn't really float Roxas' boat too much. Roxas was also really worried about fixating on Axel during this encounter. So he prayed that Demyx had a hot body under those clothes.
In Axel's bedroom Roxas observed the weird dynamic between the two friends. Demyx started undressing himself and Axel paid him no mind at all. He instead had hands on the hem of Roxas' shirt and began pulling it up and over his head, trailing kisses, like he always did.
"Aww that's sweet, you guys undress each other?"
"Shut up, Dem," Axel dismissed between kisses.
"You don't?" Roxas asked in wonderment.
"Nope." Demyx sat down on the bed and pulled at his boots.
Undressing was something Axel only did with him? It gave him all the wrong kind of feelings, and it wasn't just the sweet kisses Axel was now working onto his neck.
Panic set in again. "Well let me help you then, Demyx." Roxas got his remaining arm out of his shirt, which Axel was still pulling on, and moved to the bed.
Demyx had gotten his shoes off and was in the process of undoing his fly. Roxas stopped him and took over. "You ever had a threesome, Demyx?" he asked as he slowly peeled pants off, and gently brushed against skin.
"No. Should be interesting."
Roxas smiled. "Bet it will be. Axel said you need a lot of, mm…."
"Tending to," Axel interjected. He threw his shirt aside and climbed on the bed, slipping his pants and underpants off as he went.
Roxas looked on wistfully, wishing he could have stripped Axel instead. He took his eyes off tempting nakedness and crouched between Demyx's legs. Gently he ran fingers along inner thigh and up to Demyx's still clothed penis. Roxas stroked, and Demyx gasped.
Looking up, Roxas saw Axel marring Demyx's chest. A dopey grin was plastered on Demyx's face. "Man, a guy could get used to this," he giggled.
He was growing hard rapidly and eventually Roxas pulled off Demyx's shorts. Roxas stood back up and surveyed the party in front of him. Naked, Demyx was kind of hot. He wasn't as skinny as Axel, and a bit hairier. Roxas didn't think he'd mind fucking him. But then he wondered if he should, or if it would be better to have Demyx as a buffer between himself and Axel.
All this thinking was doing nothing for his arousal. Why did it have to be so complicated?
Green eyes were on Roxas. "Everything all right, Rox? You're still dressed." Axel moved off Demyx to help, but Demyx jumped up.
"Oh, oh! Let me." He was on Roxas in a second. Axel sat back on haunches, seemingly pouting, but Roxas wasn't sure because Demyx obscured his vision. Unfamiliar hands ran over him and clumsily undid his pants and pulled everything down. It lacked finesse. It lacked sexy teasing. Roxas missed Axel already. Roxas wondered how miserable this experience would be for him.
When they were all piled on the bed, Roxas spent a long while making out with Demyx. They kissed a lot. Roxas did enjoy the kissing. Demyx had energy and enthusiasm in reciprocating Roxas' movements, but he seemed to lack initiative and never got his tongue to all the places Roxas enjoyed most, like when Axel was kissing him.
Roxas felt Axel's touch on him constantly. Demyx's hands also roamed, but Roxas could tell them apart very easily. Axel caused him the most shivers and delight, while Demyx fumbled and explored uncharted territory with complete disregard to observe whether something felt nice for Roxas or not.
Roxas also kept his hands busy, pulling on familiar nipple ring and stroking Demyx in some of the places he thought the other man might possibly enjoy. Axel was sucking on Demyx, who mewled into Roxas' mouth from time to time. Roxas cast eyes down to Axel occasionally, wishing Axel would be sucking on him instead, but he stopped glancing when their eyes locked on at one point.
His heart was building up momentum. His pulse came a little quicker, and it definitely wasn't because of Demyx's presence or kissing.
Axel's voice sounded. "You're all stretched out Dem. Pick out a toy for me while I get Rox ready?"
Demyx disconnected from Roxas and gave him a smile. "You're a great kisser, Roxas."
Roxas wished he could say the same. He just smiled back and gave a quiet, "Thanks."
Demyx and Axel traded places, but Axel leaned over Roxas slightly. The smile he gave to Roxas was soft and beautiful. Roxas wanted to kiss him so much. "I'm gonna prep you, babe," he almost whispered.
Roxas' heart rejoiced. "Okay," he said back, in an equally hushed tone. He inhaled with pleasure as wet finger pushed inside and caressed fondly. Roxas' eyes closed and he pulled himself up, resting face against warm shoulder as Axel cupped his backside and pushed in deeper, adding more fingers gradually. He pulled at Axel's collarbone with teeth, and whimpered gently whenever Axel brushed against his prostate.
"Aww, you guys look so cute together. Anyone ever tell you that?"
The quiet magic of the moment evaporated. Roxas pulled away from welcoming chest and looked up at Demyx, but not before seeing the glare that Axel gave to his friend.
"Did you put lube on it?" Axel asked gruffly, as Demyx held aloft one of Axel's butt plugs.
"Yeah." Demyx knelt down beside Axel.
"Push it in then."
Roxas roused from the pleasure that was still being inflicted on his prostate. "Don't you need to be prepped, Ax?"
"No. I did it myself a bit earlier. Demyx doesn't like other people's butts, so I always stretch beforehand."
"Oh." Now Axel's delight, whenever Roxas fucked him or did anything to his arse, made a lot more sense.
Axel groaned, both with pleasure and pain as Demyx shoved the toy in.
Roxas winced.
Axel shifted and adjusted a little, gave Roxas a bit more of a tickle and stretch before pulling out and sitting up. "So, I think that's all of us done. I figured you'd fuck Demyx and I'll do you, Rox, since Demyx is too much of a chicken shit."
"I like what I like," Demyx dismissed, sitting cross-legged and folding arms across chest.
"You okay with that, Rox?"
Roxas shrugged. "Plugs already in. Guess we'll stick with the plan."
"Front or back, Dem?" Axel threw out, while shuffling to his bedside stand and grabbing condoms.
"Front. I want me some more of them sweet kisses from Roxas," he beamed, and lay down on his back, spreading legs far apart.
Axel threw a condom at Demyx and handed Roxas his one while he passed around to Roxas' backside. As he went, Axel slid fingers slowly down Roxas' back, making him shiver in delight.
Condoms were put on, wrappers discarded, extra lubricant applied. Roxas still felt weird about doing this with Demyx, but he thought of him as just another pointless hook-up like so many others in the past. He had never looked for anything meaningful. The thing with Riku had just happened at a vulnerable time in Roxas' life. Too many big changes, too much loneliness. Was his situation with Axel the same though? He dropped the thought before it gave him a limp dick.
Roxas pushed into Demyx gently, sighing with pleasure in the heat of the other man. Demyx quietly muffled and moaned, but once he seemed to settle Roxas began moving, and huffing in pleasure with each push.
Hands were on his chest, sweeping up and down as Roxas moved. He bent down to kiss Demyx from time to time.
"You gonna keep watching or do something, Axel?" Demyx groaned in a pleasured but harsh whisper.
"Yeah, I am. You guys are just hot together." Moments later warm hands were on Roxas' sides, sliding down towards hips. Roxas eased up on his thrusting to let Axel sidle up against his rump. He could feel heated flesh push between his cheeks. Roxas relaxed and moaned, louder and louder the further Axel pushed into him. His penis pulsed. Roxas felt like he was in nirvana with the tightness around his cock and the full sensation in his backside. Axel did much like Roxas had done and began moving a little, to help Roxas open up and take him with ease.
Axel muttered how good Roxas felt, but quietly, against his shoulder blades and hair. Desire pooled in Roxas' stomach at how private and quiet Axel tried to be with him. Like what they had and shared was sacred and shouldn't be born witness to by an interloper - no matter if he was invited into the party or not.
Roxas thought himself lost to his senses and the world. The pleasure he got from Axel was immense. Every kiss to his body felt searing hot. Axel was pure enjoyment, pure fire, passion and l-
Demyx's cool hands and quiet whimper pulled Roxas out of his pleasure bubble and back to reality. He began moving against Demyx. It took a few goes to find a rhythm, but Roxas and Axel worked it out much faster than Roxas remembered him doing so with Riku.
Being sandwiched between two men was at least familiar to Roxas. Maybe even too familiar. He tried not to lose himself in the feel of Axel behind him. He focused all his available attention onto Demyx.
All three men moaned. Demyx, a lot quieter than the other two, but definitely still audible. Hands were everywhere, mouths left kisses wherever they could reach. Sweat dripped, even in the cold of lurking winter.
A whisper of, "Touch him," from behind Roxas got him to grip Demyx's erection and start pumping the man below himself. It made Demyx's breath hitch and caused him to slowly groan louder with pleasure.
Roxas had heard that sound before. He braced himself for Demyx's orgasm and when it hit he focused on how tight his cock was being squeezed and how electric the sensation in his backside was. He let pleasure wash over himself and reveled in the feel of pumping into Demyx and having Axel pump into him. He clenched around Axel's cock, and Axel groaned in heated pleasure, exclaiming as always how hot, tight, sexy and utterly fuckable Roxas was as he came, whilst clutching Roxas around his chest, holding on for dear life.
Not only did it squeeze all air from his lungs, but it also squeezed all hope out of Roxas that he would ever come out of this not loving Axel.
Meanwhile, Axel's heart hammered painfully against his chest. His orgasm made his body soft and fluid. But his mind raged with hard irritation, directed completely at Demyx. He had never felt so much jealousy in his entire life.
Author comment: Only one more chapter to go. A jealous Axel is a cute Axel.
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