Alrighty peeps, I'd just like to take the time right now to apologize for threatening to keep this lemon to myself and only possibly share with a select few...I wanted reviews, and while I knew that a few of you had a perfectly valid reason for not reviewing, a couple were just being lazy...so I had to ruffle your feathers a little...beacause I'm sick and twisted like that, nya nya (sticks out tongue)
But I love you all, no exceptions. It's the truth...moving on...
!!WARNING!!I THINK YOU ALL KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS AT THIS POINT...YESH, THERE BE LEMON AHEAD!! BUT, AND I STRESS THIS FACT, THE ENTIRE CHAPTER IS SMUT/LIME/LEMON, SO THERE'S NO SECTION YOU CAN SKIP. IF YOU DON'T LIKE THIS KINDA THING, THEN YOU MIGHT AS WELL NOT READ THIS CHAPTER AT ALL, BECAUSE THERE IS NO SAFE ZONE LIKE THE LAST ONE...MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
ENJOY TEH HAWTNESS OF AKUROKU LUVIN'!!
His plan to get Roxas comfortable in bed had worked well. Exceedingly so.
Axel thought the blond was going to kick their door down if he didn't get it open within the next second. Damn it, why did he have to lock it when they left? His hands shook as he tried to fit the key in the lock, unable to keep his thoughts from finding the sexual innuendo in simply unlocking a fucking door.
Roxas reached up, pulling his head down, nipping his ear sharply. Growling, Axel finally got the door open and they both fell inside. Axel kicked the door shut and pushed Roxas against the nearest wall…a little harder than he'd meant.
"Ow!" Roxas cried, fisting a hand in red hair as punishment. Axel kissed him in apology, trying to be gentle as they stumbled down the hall to their bedroom. It was hard to take it easy when Roxas was all over him. Add on the fact that they hadn't had sex in months, months, and you were bordering on impossibility.
Shirts went flying to who the fuck cared where as they fell onto the bed. Of course, when Roxas didn't immediately shove him off, Axel thought the hardest part over.
Unfortunately, their positions caught up with the blond and Roxas pushed him away, just like last time.
They sat up, staring at each other and panting. Only their labored breathing breaking the silent dark of the room.
"I'm sorry," Roxas whispered, leaning in to kiss him. He started lying back down, dragging Axel with him. It was fine at first, just kissing, hovering over the blond…but the second Axel started pressing him down, Roxas gave him another shove.
Axel sat up and raked a hand through his hair. He was trying to be patient. He really was. "Maybe we shouldn't do this," he made himself say, though that was the last thing on his mind.
Roxas sat up as well, sliding his hands across Axel's bare chest, soft lips pressing against his neck. "No…it's okay. I'm sorry." Again he pulled Axel on top of him, and the redhead sighed, taking more time than before, hoping to sufficiently distract Roxas from his fear.
But, as predicted, once any weight was put on him, Roxas pushed Axel off. Only this time, he added a slap.
Again, they stared at each other. Both appalled at what Roxas had just done.
"I'm sorry!" he said again, covering his mouth.
Axel groaned and rolled away. "This is getting old fast, Roxas. Either you want it or you don't. Stop teasing."
"I'm sorry! I'm not trying to…I just…I can't help it." He defended.
"I've said it before, maybe we shouldn't do this."
Frustrated, Roxas climbed off the bed and leaned against the door. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" the question was directed at himself, but Axel answered anyways.
"Nothing…you're just scared." Struck with an idea, Axel slid down to the floor and started fishing around under the bed. "It's okay to be scared…it's what makes us human."
"Yeah, well, it blows."
Axel chuckled as he found what he was looking for. It was a good thing his shirt was already gone…it would be difficult to take it off with these. Grinning, he snapped one end on a wrist and lay back on the bed. It was awkward, but he managed to thread the chain through the headboard and close the other end around his free wrist.
Roxas turned to say something, but immediately snapped his mouth shut as he saw Axel on his back…handcuffed to the headboard. "W-what are you doing?!"
Hooded green eyes stared up at him, "What does it look like…you obviously don't like feeling helpless." He laughed. "And I do tend to get a little rough."
"No!" Roxas rushed over to try and unlock the handcuffs. "Don't do this, I don't want you to!"
"What about what I want, Roxas?"
He stopped at those words and stared down at Axel, who remained as calm as ever. Now that he took the time to stop freaking out about his fears of bondage, he had to admit that the sight wasn't…unpleasant. In fact, Roxas found it kind of hot seeing Axel on his back, arms pulled above his head. Completely at his mercy.
Yeah. This was hot.
Roxas licked his suddenly dry lips and tentatively crawled back on the bed next to the redhead. "So…I can…do what I want?"
Axel shrugged awkwardly. "Not like I can stop you, right?" he grinned. "C'mon, baby, make a man outta me."
Laughing lightly at that, Roxas bit his lip and ran a hand down Axel's body, delighting in the way the redhead arched his body into the touch. It was…nice to have power. He could do what he wanted, and Axel couldn't stop him. Axel wouldn't stop him.
Feeling bold, Roxas straddled Axel's hips, feeling that same excitement from before returning tenfold. He leaned down, raking his nails down Axel's chest, getting a thrill out of the way Axel shivered. Roxas flicked his tongue over a nipple, laughing breathily when Axel groaned. Oh yes, power was indeed a heady thing.
With the heat building just as high as before, Roxas decided to throw all play out the window for now, and began attacking Axel's belt. He wasn't sure he liked how Axel laughed at his enthusiasm, so he stopped and climbed off him.
The following whimper was a sound Roxas would treasure always. Axel never whimpered. He just didn't. And he never begged.
Roxas sat on the side of the bed, unable to wipe the grin off his face.
"You fucking tease," Axel muttered, glaring at him.
"You can't stop me." Roxas taunted, tracing the redhead's mouth with a finger. "But I'm a little too hot to play right now." He confessed, his confidence rising with each passing second. Maybe it was having Axel tied up, or maybe it was simply because he was getting comfortable again. Who really cared?
He shoved Axel's legs apart and slid his belt off, tossing it away with a flourish. Holding Axel's eye, Roxas slowing pulled the zipper down, tugging the material from those slim hips. Axel accommodatingly lifted his lower end to make it easier, and the pants soon joined the belt on the floor. Roxas couldn't help but sit up and survey his handy work. Axel on his back, panting and wearing nothing but his boxers.
Very nice. Roxas liked.
"Hm…" Roxas tapped his lips as he thought about what was missing from the delectable picture in front of him. Smiling languidly as he realized what it was, Roxas sensually crawled up the redhead's body, stopping once his mouth could reach that long, pale neck. Nipping and sucking that delicious skin, Roxas closed his eyes, reveling in the sounds Axel made.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me…" Axel breathed, groaning again as Roxas sucked particularly hard on his neck.
Satisfied, Roxas finally pulled away, regarding the mark he'd left. "Perfect," he whispered, trailing his tongue down Axel's throat, his chest, down further to his flat stomach, pausing to dip into his navel.
Axel jerked against the handcuffs, his hips surging off the bed. He was starting to regret locking himself up…
Roxas hummed as he stopped just above the waistline of Axel's boxers. One finger slid under the elastic, teasing the hidden skin beneath. Every time he told himself to stop playing, he found another way to tease the redhead. And he did so enjoy those lovely frustrated, yet pleased, sounds he got in response.
Growing bored, Roxas just caught the boxers in his teeth, sliding them down Axel's legs, smirking at how Axel commented to himself how 'fucking hot' it was. Boxers gone, Axel now lay naked, though Roxas still had his own pants on. He frowned as he realized that, and took the time to quickly shed his jeans.
Clad only in his own boxers, Roxas knelt between Axel's legs again, taking the redhead's erection in his mouth. He pulled away as Axel thrust up, letting him settle before going back in again. He took his time, sliding his tongue down and around, taking as much as he could of the hard flesh. Lifting his head, Roxas teased the tip, unable to help but giggle as Axel bucked again, releasing another whimper that was fast becoming Roxas' favorite.
He dove in again, taking almost all of Axel into his mouth, down his throat. He moaned, the vibrations shooting through Axel's groin and spreading to the rest of his body. "Roxas!"
Hearing Axel calling his name was the end of the line for Roxas. He pulled away, earning a cry from his lover. All but tearing his boxers off, Roxas paused. He realized where he was, and couldn't help but stare down. Placing a hand on each of Axel's knees, he repeated softly to himself, "I can do what I want…"
Catching the words, Axel followed Roxas' gaze and slid his legs open wider in invitation. "I-If you want."
Roxas thought about it. He really did. Of course he'd wondered what it would like to be dominant. And now he had his opportunity. But as his eyes traveled back up Axel's trembling body and met those clouded, lustful green eyes, he found that he…couldn't.
Bending down to press a kiss against Axel's thigh, Roxas shook his head, straddling the red head again. "I can't. Not like this. Not with you tied up." It would be too much like what Roxas had had with Edmund. He couldn't do that. Not to Axel. Never to his love.
Kissing Axel rather hard, Roxas determinedly positioned himself and sat, screaming as he was brutally stretched over Axel.
Arching his back, Axel cursed as Roxas cringed where he sat, tears escaping from closed eyes, the blond's entire body tensed up, only hindering him more.
"Fuck," Axel slammed his head back against the pillows. "Why? Why the fuck did you do that, baby?"
Roxas roughly wiped away his tears, sighing raggedly. "It's not…not a big deal…"
"The hell it isn't!" Axel tried to reach up, only to be reminded that he was handcuffed. He snarled at the metal cuffs holding him, jerking harshly. "Roxas, you shouldn't have done that…"
Roxas didn't appear to hear him. Instead, the blond was sitting there, eyes closed as he concentrated on breathing slowly, hands clenching and unclenching in the sheets under them. Trying to adjust, trying to relax.
Axel couldn't stand to see those beautiful features twisted in pain. Lifting his head as best as he could, he drew his knees up. "Roxas," he called softly, getting the blond's attention. "Come here, baby." Roxas leaned forward slowly, their lips meeting in a kiss, gentle and slow. And it helped. Though it was totally at odds with the tension rising in both bodies, the urge to move, it helped.
Resting a hand on Axel's chest, Roxas carefully lifted himself up, sliding back down with a sigh. This was much better. Although there was still some discomfort, a dull ache already taking up residence in his lower back, Roxas moaned softly as he repeated the motion. Much better.
Axel seemed to agree, lifting his hips each time Roxas came back down. The slow, easy pace grew irritating fast, and soon they'd found an entirely pleasurable rhythm. Each thrust was harder, faster than the one before, and both of them made it clear that they enjoyed the experience, egging each other on with soft words.
Both of Roxas' hands found a place low on Axel's stomach, almost right above where they were joined so intimately, and they gave the perfect leverage to go even faster.
"Ooooh…." Roxas saw stars at the new movement brought Axel slamming into his prostate. "Ah, ah, A-Axel!"
A rather unfortunate thing…Axel had a bad habit of babbling inconsequentially whenever things got really hot in bed. Roxas had almost forgotten completely about it…until the redhead started up at that moment. He grit his teeth as he tried to concentrate on the euphoria pumping through his body as they moved together.
But Axel wouldn't stop.
"God, Roxas," he panted, "You're so good…so perfect…so beautiful…"
Fed up, Roxas clamped a sweaty hand over Axel's mouth. "Nngh, shut up already," he growled, throwing his head back as his spot was hit again. "Mmmhhhhnnn…"
Axel muttered something intelligible under his hand, and by the tone, Roxas could tell he wasn't happy with being told to shut up, but he acquiesced.
Finally! Roxas thought as he moaned again, increasing the pace. Both bodies were slick with sweat, making their skin shine in the dim light that pierced the dark of the room through the window. "AH!" Roxas had to release Axel's mouth to brace himself as the redhead began to thrust up into him harder. Both were nearing their end, and now it had somehow turned into a race to see who would make who break first.
It was a sick game they'd come up with, and every since then, it had become a sort of ritual. They weren't allowed to have a sexual encounter without playing. It just wasn't as fun. Roxas had almost forgotten about it as well. God, it really had been too long.
Axel's strategy was to go in hard, overwhelming Roxas' senses until he couldn't handle any more and came. And as far as Roxas could remember, the redhead always won.
Roxas arched his back, driving Axel deeper, the action also clenching his inner muscles around Axel's cock. The blond couldn't help but cry out at the sensation, though if Axel's vicious, breathless cursing was any indication, he hadn't escaped unscathed either. In fact, Roxas liked his new move so much, he did it again. And again. And again. Over and over, crying out as the pressure increased.
Desperate for relief, he decided to let Axel win and reached between their bodies to stroke himself in time to the thrusts. And he didn't last long.
Arching one last time, Roxas tossed his head back and screamed as he came on Axel's stomach. The intensity of the blond's orgasm sent Axel over the edge and he found his end, groaning a 'fuuuuck' as he spilled himself in Roxas.
Unable to hold himself up any longer, Roxas collapsed onto Axel, breathing raggedly as he tried to slow down his racing heart. He groaned as he sought out any part of Axel he could kiss, trailing butterfly kisses all the way up his neck to his jaw, and finally settling on his mouth. Oh, that tongue, invading his mouth and stroking, mimicking what their bodies had just done. They were forced to break apart to catch their breath, hearts pounding against each other as their eyes met and held.
Smiling softly, Roxas reached a trembling hand up and traced the triangular tattoos under Axel's eyes. The redhead let his head fall limply back against the pillows, tugging weakly at the handcuffs.
Wanting that same, Roxas quickly released him, settling back down with a contented sigh as Axel's arms wrapped around him, holding him close.
"You know…" Axel said once they'd caught their breath. "I'd originally planned to use those on you."
Roxas laughed quietly into Axel's chest, unable to keep his eyes open any longer as exhaustion swept through him. "Mmm…maybe next time."
"I'll hold you to that."
"To what?" Roxas yawned, "To using the handcuffs on me?"
Axel chuckled, rolling them so they lay on their sides, facing each other. "No, you silly boy. I'll hold you to there being a 'next time'."
Roxas weakly tried to punch Axel's shoulder, only managing to gently slap. "Ass…" he yawned again, cuddling closer. "Don't let me go…" he whispered painfully.
One hand coming up to cradle the back of Roxas' head, Axel pressed their bodies as close as he could, even going so far as to throw a leg over the blond too. "Never," he promised, feeling Roxas smile against his skin.
"I love you,"
"I love you too, Roxas."
Dayam...I went back to edit this chapter once I'd finished, and was all "o.O I wrote that?! ME?!" hahaha, I like it...it's probably the best I've ever written...but I still want your guys' opinion. Is it better than the last one? Did I improve? What parts could have been better? Did you like it AT ALL?! I tried...okay, that's a lie, I just sat down and let my sick imagination fly XD
I'd like to thank my Axel and Roxas plushies, for constantly finding ways to get into naughty positions while I'm alseep, YOU my fans for keeping me inspired, and we should ALL thank my "Sexy" songlist, for keeping me in the "mood", if you catch my drift (wiggles eyebrows)
Luffs you all forever and ever and ever and ever...