Author's…Lame Excuses:
That's it for this series of updates. Sorry for the spam. April Fool? LOL. Anyway…love, hugs, and kisses! Thanks for reading! 8D
Meme prompt: Woo Hoo! Now let's see…VICTORY KISS!
Yes, Dear? (Continued from "Matchmakers, Matchmakers")
By mutual brainwave agreement, Axel and Roxas met in Axel's room. And, also by virtue of shared brainwaves, Axel didn't need any help figuring out what Roxas' glare meant.
"Look, babe, I know it must have been awkward to talk to him, and I know you're probably wishing you could scrub your eyeballs out of your head, but just think. Isn't it a small price to pay for an end to all that ridiculous sexual tension at every fucking meeting? Not to mention Saturday brunch? I mean, we both want it to be safe to mention Xemnas in Saïx's presence, right?"
"You could have been the one to coach Xemnas and I could have delivered the message." Roxas was adamant.
Axel sighed. "I know, but think about it. He'd never have believed it coming from you, even if you are way more laid back than you used to be. And, more importantly," Axel took this opportunity to wrap an arm around Thirteen, "If he took it the wrong way, I didn't want you to be in danger. Saïx can be pretty touchy, you know?"
Roxas finally relaxed slightly. "Well. I still had to see something terrible."
"I know, love, I know." Axel rubbed Roxas' back soothingly. "But just think – we brought love into two lives today. We're…heroes." The histrionic redhead wiped a tear from his eye. Roxas rolled his.
"So…" Suddenly, the swift blond had moved, and Axel found himself tossed onto the bed and immediately pinned by the shorter Nobody. "What are you going to do to make me forget the sight of the Superior in his unmentionables?"
Grinning wickedly, Axel answered, "My guess is, I'm gonna show you something better?" He was cut off from anything further by Roxas' tongue making a rapid entrance into his mouth and single-tonguedly obliterating most of his higher brain functions.
After a ravishing kiss that left Axel utterly at Roxas' mercy, as per usual, the blond pulled back. This was the crucial moment. The moment when Axel learned which way this was going to go. "Yes" or "No." Was Roxas going to be the cruel punisher and leave Axel in cock-teased agony like the stone cold bitch he could so often be, or were they both about to spend the next couple hours in sexual bliss? Roxas could be a god of pleasure at times too…
Soft pink lips slowly kissed their way from Axel's mouth toward his ear, as roaming hands melted the rest of his body, then set it on fire. And then, lips brushing the shell of Axel's ear, Roxas breathily whispered one…tiny…word…
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