Hello there! This is a chapter that was not meant to be a whole chapter, but as it went, it kind of spiraled out of control. That tends to happen with Laci and me. We have given up on plans, because scenes very rarely turn out the way we planned them.

And there's more porn, because Axel and Roxas are horny little bastards (xoxo Gossip Laci).

So, yeah. Have some Akuroku. Be prepared. Things are about to get a whole lot more interesting.

And less porny, unfortunately. Because the wicked witch is not yet dead.

WARNINGS: story time, sketchy alleys, smut, and sleep

Roxas and Axel were in Roxas' room talking. Their conversation didn't really have much of a direction, but Roxas liked it that way. Axel was being surprisingly candid, and although Roxas knew he wasn't supposed to push when it came to Axel's history, he was curious. Axel seemed to be in a good mood, and Roxas wanted to try and learn something while Axel was being so open.

"Hey Axe?"

"Yeah?"

"Was Larxene the first girl you dated?"

"No."

Roxas raised an eyebrow. He did not know that. "Really? When did you date the first one? What was she like?"

"Eighth grade. She was like a stereotypical, crushy girl."

"Crushy girl?" Roxas said, trying not to laugh. "What the hell does that mean?"

"Like you know... those ones that are hopelessly infatuated."

"You had a stalker?" Roxas said, grinning slightly. "Wow."

"She wasn't a stalker."

Roxas didn't argue. He didn't really know the circumstances. "So what happened there?"

"Nothing notable. She was adorable."

"Did you date any girls between her and Larx?"

"Mhmm."

"Lots of them?"

"Nah. There were only four people between her and Larxene, and two of them were guys."

"So you've dated four girls and two guys." In a way, Roxas was surprised. He knew Axel had dated, but he didn't know his dating history was quite that extensive.

"Yep."

"And me," Roxas added. "Which was the best?"

"Hmm, I don't think I should answer that."

"Excluding me?" Roxas asked hopefully.

"Larxene," Axel said sarcastically.

"Oh, come on. Please?" Roxas pulled out his best puppy dog eyes.

"No."

"Boring," Roxas said, poking Axel.

"Too bad."

Roxas decided to go out on a limb. "Will you tell me who the worst was?"

"Larxene."

"Besides her."

"You."

"Asshole," Roxas said, glaring.

Axel just grinned at him.

"Seriously."

"Hm?"

"Is that one of those things you're dodgy about?" If Axel seriously didn't want to talk about it, Axel would back off, or Demyx would kill him.

Axel just shrugged.

"So you aren't going to tell me anything?"

"I'm not sure what you want me to tell you."

"Something. Anything. What was the worst pre-Larxene dating person like?"

"A very bad influence."

Roxas nodded. "How bad are we talking?"

"There is a reason that my alcohol tolerance level is so high."

"Oh. Which one was that?"

"First guy, sophomore year."

"Was it just drinking?"

"No..."

Roxas frowned. "What else?"

Axel just shook his head.

"It can't be THAT bad, can it?"

Axel shrugged.

"I'm guessing it was illegal, from your reaction."

"Hmm..."

"Umm...," Roxas went through a list of illegal teenage activities in his head. "Sex? Trespassing? Shoplifting? Drugs?"

"Yes. No. Kind of. Yes."

"Kind of shoplifting?" Roxas thought he would handle the least scary of them first.

"It wasn't frequent."

"Sex?"

"Yes, sex."

"Was he your first, or did you have it with the girls before him?"

"First."

"It always works out that way, doesn't it?" Roxas said, sighing.

"Hm?"

"The worst one is always the first one."

"Sounds like you're talking from experience."

"It was something a friend of mine always used to say. Her mom married her first boyfriend, and things ended badly."

"Ahh. Makes sense."

Roxas nodded. "So... drugs."

"Yeah..."

"How bad?"

"Not very."

"So no hard drugs?"

"Right."

"Thank god," Roxas said, sounding genuinely relieved.

"I'm not that stupid, Roxas."

"Drugs scare the shit out of me," Roxas admitted. He knew that didn't make a lot of sense, since he drank so regularly, and alcohol was technically a drug. He didn't lump it in the same category, though. It was different, for him at least. "I'm guessing you did pot?"

"Yep."

"And you stopped?"

"Mhmm."

"Okay, good."

'Yeah."

"So that was the worst," Roxas said.

"Mhmm."

"How'd things end?"

"The relationship or everything?"

"Both."

"Demyx, mostly."

"Huh?" Roxas looked slightly confused. He knew that Demyx acted as Axel's personal guard dog, but...

"Don't ever make him angry. He's scary when he's angry."

"How..?"

"He broke my nose at one point..."

"Wait, seriously?" Roxas blinked.

"Yeah."

"What was it that bothered him?"

"I kept blowing them off for stupid shit."

"That's all it took?"

"Hm?"

"You blew him off so he broke your nose?" That seemed extreme, even to Roxas.

"No."

"Then why?"

Axel shook his head.

"Was it the drugs?"

"It was a lot of things."

"Like what?"

"The drugs, the drinking, the blowing them off, my grades falling dramatically."

Roxas blinked. "You let your grades drop?"

Axel nodded.

"But... your grades are like... everything to you."

"Exactly why Dem was freaking out at me."

"I can see why now."

"And then he broke my nose."

"Wow. You guys were a mess before I came along."

"Only for a year."

"So you had at least one other guy between him and Larx," Roxas said, working things out in his head. "Which one was the one in the text?" While Roxas was asking questions, he figured he should tackle that one. He had been curious about that for a while.

"The second guy."

"Was he directly after the first guy?"

Axel shook his head. "Not directly. There was some time in the middle."

"Was there a girl wedged in there?"

"No."

Roxas nodded. He had a pretty good idea of the timeline, then. "So how was that guy?"

"The second guy?"

"Yup."

"He was... sweet. I was rather fond of him."

Roxas smiled slightly. "I'm glad you at least have had one decent guy."

"You're decent, too."

"What happened?" Roxas knew he should acknowledge the compliment, or throw out one of his usual cocky quips, but he knew that if he turned the conversation away from Axel for too long, they'd never get back on track.

"He was only in town for the summer."

"If we weren't dating and he came back, would you date him again?"

"No."

"Why not?" Roxas asked.

"I don't date people more than once."

"Even if they made you really happy?" The idea of not doing something that made him happy baffled Roxas.

"Look, if I'd wanted to keep dating him, I would have done a long-distance relationship, but I didn't."

"Do you still talk to him?"

"No, Roxas."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to."

Roxas gave Axel an odd look, but he let it go. "How did Larx get a picture of you two, anyway?"

"She's sneaky."

"And stalkery, apparently. Where even were you?"

"A sketchy alley." Axel did not look serious at all.

"Trust me, I got that picture sent to me more times than I can count. I dunno where it was, but I can promise you that wasn't any sketchy alley."

"It was around the back of my building, which is basically concealed from prying eyes. I figured it was safe."

"So Larxene was actually legitimately stalking you."

"Apparently so."

Making a face, Roxas said, "Eesh. That's creepy."

"Incredibly."

Roxas thought for a second or two. "So were the girls between sweet picture guy and Larxene? Or how were they divided."

"I already answered that."

"No you didn't. You said there were four girls between the first one and Larxene and that they didn't fall between Bad Guy and Sweet Picture Guy."

"There was no gap between picture guy and Larxene. As soon as I was free she swooped in like a bat."

"Vampire bat Larxene."

Axel laughed. "I could have lived without that image."

Roxas grinned. "So that's the story, then?"

"Yeah."

"One last question."

"What?"

"Which one was the one you woke up half-naked next to?"

"Bad guy. And we weren't half-naked."

"What happened?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm just a bit confused," Roxas said. "I mean, if you guys had regular sex... and I'm guessing you probably had sex with the sweet guy, too, though you can correct me if I'm wrong... why did you only ever wake up with a naked guy next to you once?"

"You know how I sleep. They were always up before me. Well, if we slept after."

"Oh," Roxas said. It sounded odd, but he couldn't really argue it, either way. Axel was a very late sleeper. "Who was the hate fucking with?" Roxas knew asking was pushing it, but he could justify it. Axel had been so open already... if he was going to get an answer, then was the time to try.

"Same one I woke up next to."

"If you were dating him, how was it hate fucking?" Roxas asked.

"Easy," Axel said. "It was after we broke up."

"Then why...?"

"People do stupid shit when they're wasted."

"You're more like me than I thought," Roxas said. "I don't know if that should make me concerned or not."

Axel shrugged.

"I've done a lot of stupid shit when I've been wasted. I've done some good things, too, looking back, but I've done a lot more stupid than good."

Axel nodded. "Getting wasted to begin with is pretty stupid when you think about it."

Roxas thought for a second. "You know, I don't think I've ever seen you wasted."

"I don't get wasted anymore."

"That's probably smart," Roxas said. "You've seen me wasted, but I don't remember it. I got the worst fucking parts of drinking. I started out with an insanely low tolerance, so although I've built it up over the years, it's still not very high. I tend to be a blackout drunk, and I get hangovers like you wouldn't believe."

"I noticed all of that."

Roxas shrugged. "It doesn't really matter, though. There are just lots of times when it's easier to be drunk off your ass and know you won't remember a bit of it in the morning, you know?"

"No, I don't know."

"Well, just trust me on that one, then."

Axel shook his head.

Roxas sighed and leaned back onto his bed. "Sadness can always be fixed by more alcohol, at least for a bit."

"You're an idiot if you think that."

"It's worked for me up to this point," Roxas said, shrugging.

"Okay."

"Alcohol and people and sex. Put the three together and I'd be happy for a very long time."

"Have fun with that."

Roxas looked up at the ceiling. "I'm going to ignore your disapproving tone and ask an important question."

"You're probably not going to get an answer."

"Why not?"

Axel shrugged.

Roxas ignored him. "Axel... I'm going to be perfectly honest, I'm sexually frustrated as hell. I don't know if you're intentionally moving slowly or if this is a reasonable pace for you, but I move really, really quickly. Always. So the fact that we haven't done pretty much anything in over a month..."

"It's intentional."

"Why?"

"Because you've never done stuff with a guy."

"So?"

"So I'm giving you time to adjust."

Roxas shrugged. "I adjust quickly. Besides, what has there even been to adjust to so far? I gave you a handjob. That's not exactly revolutionary. I think I've adjusted to you having a dick."

"Uh huh."

"So, yeah. The adjusting period can definitely be lessened."

"So you're all used to the idea of that dick potentially being in you?"

Roxas was quiet for a second. "Theoretically, yes."

"Theoretically?" Axel raised an eyebrow.

"It scares the shit out of me, but it will until the dick is actually in me. That's how I stop being afraid of things. I do them." Or get drunk enough not to care that I'm afraid.

"Hmm, I'll keep that in mind."

"Good."

"Yep."

Roxas sat up and kissed Axel on the cheek. "Thank you."

"Hm?"

"For being so honest. I know you don't really like talking about stuff."

"You deserve to know stuff. I always forget you weren't around when it happened, so I have to tell you."

"I don't know that I deserve to know anything. It is fucking obnoxious, though, sometimes, because everyone's in the loop but me. I appreciate you telling me this. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's not being able to keep up."

"Yeah, I know."

"I like you a lot, Axe."

"Aww."

"Oh, shush," Roxas said, rolling his eyes.

Axel stuck out his tongue.

"Now that we're done with the serious conversations, can we just make out for a while?"

"Sure," Axel said, laughing.

Roxas grinned. "Perfect."

"Yeah, yeah."

Roxas leaned in, cupping Axel's jaw with his hand, and kissed the redhead. Axel kissed back, moving his hands to Roxas's waist and pulling him closer. Roxas' other hand drifted down to rest on the small of Axel's back.

Slowly, Axel moved them so that they were stretched out on the bed. Roxas pressed closer to Axel, and Axel's hands slid under Roxas's shirt, pressing against the skin of his back. Roxas' own hand toyed with the hem of Axel's shirt. It was clear that he wanted it off, but he didn't want to interrupt their kissing to actually remove it.

Axel didn't seem to have the same reservations, and it was not long before he pushed Roxas's shirt up. Roxas let Axel lift his shirt off, and as soon as it was out of the way, he took Axel's off as well.

Once both shirts were off, Axel pulled Roxas back in for more kissing. While they kissed, Roxas' hands roamed across Axel's bare chest. Although he knew they had only agreed to making out, his hand naturally gravitated further and further south, until he was fingering the button of Axel's jeans.

Axel didn't move to stop him.

Roxas undid the button and pulled the zipper down, easing the jeans down over Axel's hips.

The door to the room opened. "Oh god!"

"Fucking hell," Roxas muttered, sitting back up. "What do you want, Sora?"

"It can wait..." Sora said, backing up.

Roxas sighed. "No. What is it?"

"No, seriously. It can wait." Sora was out in the hall again, pulling the door after him. "Have fun!"

Roxas leaned back on the bed, but he knew the moment was over. "Sorry..."

"It's all good," Axel replied.

"I'll just have to remember to lock the door next time..."

Axel nodded. "That'd be a good idea."

Roxas sighed. "Can I just pass out or hide in a hole or something?" He knew he would be subject to much teasing later, and although he knew he would have no trouble cracking jokes about it later, it was not a fun thought in that particular moment.

"Sure?"

"Perfect," Roxas said, grinning slightly.

Axel wrapped his arms around Roxas, not speaking.

"You're still shirtless," Roxas pointed out helpfully.

"Your point being? So are you."

"You're warm and half naked and I'm horny as hell. That's my point."

"Hmm, I don't see the problem."

Roxas raised an eyebrow. "I think I like where this is going."

Axel smirked at him, and Roxas leaned in and kissed Axel again. He didn't think Axel would particularly mind. Axel happily kissed back, pulling Roxas closer to him.

Roxas returned back to where he left off, tugging Axel's jeans off completely. Once that was taken care of, Axel made quick work of Roxas's. Roxas kissed Axel's neck and reached for his boxers, pulling at the elastic. However, Axel slowed Roxas a bit. He didn't want to rush straight into nakedness. He wanted some time before things got too crazy.

Roxas was impatient, but if Axel didn't want his boxers off yet, Roxas would respect that. He moved his hands back to Axel's chest.

Axel enjoyed the kissing, and as Roxas' tongue danced around his, he ran his hands along Roxas's bare torso. Normally, he wasn't one to take his time on anything, but this was nice. Roxas shivered slightly at the feel of Axel's warm hands on his chest. He moved closer to Axel, wanting to be nearer to the warm boy, to feel more of his skin.

Smirking slightly, Axel decided it was time to go a bit further. He moved so that their dicks rubbed together. Caught by surprise, Roxas was unable to stifle a low moan. "Fuck, Axel."

Still smirking, Axel pulled Roxas in for another kiss. Now that Roxas knew Axel was okay with a bit of friction, he rolled his hips, rubbing against Axel. Axel rolled his hips to meet Roxas's, and while the blonde was distracted, he rolled the two of them so that he was on top.

Roxas was jolted out of the pleasure haze he was starting to sink into. "Wait a second..."

Axel smirked down at him. "Problem?"

"I think you're in the wrong spot," Roxas said.

"Nope. I think it's just right."

Roxas tried to roll over and reverse their positions, but Axel was not budging. Roxas pouted, and Axel leaned down to kiss the tip of Roxas's nose.

"So now that you're on top," Roxas asked, "What do you plan to do with your newfound power?" If Roxas could distract Axel enough, maybe he could switch things back.

"This," Axel said before kissing the hell out of Roxas.

While they were kissing, Roxas brought one leg up, rubbing against Axel's crotch. Axel barely stifled a sound. He did not wanting to give Roxas any advantages. His hand slid down to the hem of Roxas's boxers and then slipped under just enough to start shimmying them down. Seeing that Axel was moving towards his boxers, Roxas moved his hand back up to take Axel's off.

Soon, the two of them were completely naked.

Using only the tip of his fingers, Roxas drew patterns on Axel's inner thighs. He inched closer and closer, but he didn't touch Axel where he wanted it.

"You're a tease," Axel hissed.

"Shhh," Roxas said, kissing Axel.

Axel broke the kiss. "Keep it up and we'll just stop."

"Fine," Roxas said, sounding slightly disgruntled as he moved his hands back up to Axel's chest. Smiling, Axel kissed Roxas, his hand moving downward.

By this point, Roxas had given up on flipping Axel and was instead focusing on what Axel was doing. This was the closest Axel had actually come to actually touching Roxas.

Finally, Axel's hand slid all the way down.

Roxas let out a small gasp against Axel's mouth as he felt the warm hand gripping him. Axel moved his hand up and down.

"Nnng," Roxas moaned quietly. His face was flushed and his eyes were closed. He was slightly embarrassed. He wasn't usually quite this vocal, but it had been almost four months since a hand that wasn't his own was touching him there.

Watching Roxas's reactions, Axel stopped right before Rox went over the edge.

Roxas opened his eyes to look at Axel. Although the big, blue orbs looked slightly glazed over, Roxas' indignation was obvious.

Having made his point, Axel smirked and started moving his hand again. Roxas' eyes slipped shut again, and before long, he came. He was quiet, relaxing into his bed as the tension slipped from his body.

While Roxas was coming down from his climax, Axel sat up.

"What're you doing?" Roxas mumbled.

"Not squishing you."

Roxas pulled Axel back down. "It's okay to squish me. My arms aren't that long."

Axel kissed him, and as Roxas kissed back, his hand traveled down Axel's chest. "Your turn," Roxas said.

"Hmm," Axel muttered.

Roxas smiled and kissed Axel, his hand going lower. Axel moved closer to Roxas, anticipating what was to come. Roxas' hand gripped Axel, moving up and down slowly at first. Axel moaned quietly, and as Roxas' speed increased, Axel came in his hand.

Smiling, Roxas kissed Axel on the cheek.

The room was quiet for a few minutes before Axel finally muttered, "We should probably clean all of this up."

"Do we have to?" Roxas asked, pouting slightly.

"Yes, Rox."

"Fine. If you want, the shower's open. I can clean up."

Axel thought for a second. "I propose that we both clean up in here, and then both shower, thus killing two birds with one stone and taking less time, and then we can nap the rest of the day away."

Roxas yawned. "Sounds perfect. Let's do that."

Axel smiled at him and grabbed Roxas's hand to pull him up as he also sat up. "Let's get to that then, before you pass out and I'm left to clean alone."

Sighing, Roxas eased himself up off the bed. "Okay. Cleaning time... wait."

"Hm?"

"I don't know about you, but showers wake me up."

"I see where this is going and I second that."

"I vote for cleaning up and passing out."

Axel nodded. "Works for me."

Motivated by the prospect of sleep, Roxas and Axel made quick work of the mess and collapsed in a heap of limbs on the bed.

[TBC]

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