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It was late morning when Axel woke. He shifted to get up but was stopped when he was pulled closer to the warm body beside his. Axel couldn't stop the smile that crept across his face. It definitely had him surprised to have Roxas still wrapped around him, but it was nice. His smile softened as he thought about the man. The blond was always up by dawn and gone soon after. Lips pressed to the top of his head affectionately. Axel turned to face the blond, his smile widening. Roxas' fingers played with his hair as he murmured,

"Mornin'." Axel shifted to lean over him so that he could bend down to kiss him.

"Good mornin'," he murmured back. "Thought for sure you'd be gone by now." Roxas smiled wryly.

"I wanted to make sure you were alright," he answered. "Ya' passed out hard."

"'m fine." He gazed down at Roxas in appreciation. "Better, now that I get to wake up t' you." Roxas' hand buried itself into red hair and he tugged Axel into a deep kiss. Axel sighed deeply at the intense rush of pleasure and kissed him back.

"I might make it a habit then," he sighed in contentment, his other hand squeezing Axel's bare ass and pulling him down into his hips hard. He didn't stop kissing his little red-head until he was leaning into him trembling in pleasure. Axel panted against his lips for a moment before returning the kiss. He couldn't get enough of this man. He was absolutely starved for him, no matter how much they were together. Roxas groaned softly as Axel bit his lower lip and rolled their hips together at the same time. He fumbled for a minute, reaching for some oil. Axel blushed cutely as he coated himself with it and murmured huskily, "I mighta' been a bit rough last night." He still wasn't quite used to the level of care the blond used with him. Fingers slid to his ass, gently probing and sending another rush of pleasure and anticipation through him. It stung a bit but Axel simply smiled at him warmly. His heart was fluttering in his chest.

"I liked it," he whispered back, daringly. Roxas gasped when he shifted to raise himself and ground down against the head of his erection. "Don't move," he commanded softly, tipping his head down to press their lips together. Roxas moaned as he lowered himself and the sound set him on fire. Axel was shuddering by the time he was fully seated on his lap. He shifted, pleasure washing over him. Heated blue eyes watched as the red-head rolled his hips. Gasping and moaning, he asked,

"How 'bout now?" Green eyes fluttered as Axel nodded. Hands framed his hips and Roxas bent him, shifting him until he was pressing into his prostate. Axel moaned, squirming and shuddering helplessly. Roxas held him still, thrusting shallowly to assault that spot and build the red-head's pleasure. He continued guiding his hips until Axel began to follow his lead and move on his own. The blond hummed in pleasure. "Good… Axel." He stroked the red-head's heated flesh teasingly, continuing tantalizingly slowly. It was driving the kid crazy but he didn't stop until he was begging for more. Axel whimpered when Roxas' hand wrapped around his erection and with a wicked smile, he squeezed, jerking his hand up and down, not stopping. Blue eyes glimmered as he fell apart, coming hard. Axel gasped when he was pulled down into the blond's muscled chest. Roxas took his mouth in a deep kiss, thrusting powerfully but slowly as Axel's body squeezed around him deliciously. Axel gasped, moaning when he came. The feeling was always satisfying. They got lost in another deep kiss until the red-head pulled back, startled by someone knocking on Roxas' door. Roxas pulled him into another kiss before breathing, "Bet that's for you." Axel chuckled a bit.

"Oh?" His eyes were sparkling as he asked, "What you wanna bet?" Roxas smiled slowly.

"Yer gonna lose. Demyx makes up his mind an' tha's it. He likes ya'. 'sides, nobody else's got th' guts t' come t' my door. Ev'n Zexion knows better. Wouldn' be fair t' make a losin' bet," he answered. Axel watched him in interest and hummed softly.

"Didn't know ya' liked me so much," he teased gently, but his heart was pounding. Every last bit of him was wrapped up in the blond and he knew it. Roxas took his lips, humming in pleasure and letting his hands explore Axel's lithe body.

"I do," he answered finally, catching Axel off guard. He felt vulnerable, ignoring the door as the knocking persisted and let Roxas kiss him again, each of them touching the other in pleasurable caresses and getting carried away. He could get lost in Roxas forever, if he wasn't careful.

Finally a voice complained, confirming the man's suspicions. "C'mon Roxas, you gotta share him sometimes!" Said blond grinned wickedly.

"Not if I don' wanna!" Then he brushed his nose against Axel's, asking gently, "What d' you want, darlin'? Wanna see Demyx or be with me?" Axel buried a hand in golden hair, holding him steady as he kissed him deeply. Roxas tugged him closer, sighing blissfully.

"I'd always pick you," Axel whispered back. Roxas smiled in satisfaction.

"Mmm good." His eyes were sparkling as he looked at Axel. "Hate to say it, but get dressed." Axel blushed cutely, making the blond chuckle, even as they set about getting ready. Roxas offered him a change of clothes. "I mighta' ruined yer shirt las' night." Axel blushed, remembering.

"Thanks," he murmured gratefully. Roxas' clothes fit him surprisingly well… and they smelt like him. Axel smiled softly in appreciation. They were much more comfortable than what he was used to. The fabric almost had a silky texture to it but was still similar to cotton, and felt lighter, cooler. He maybe had a little room to grow, but that was just fine. Roxas put on his hat, glancing back to make sure that Axel was finished. As the red-head rolled up his sleeves and tied his bandanna around his neck, he smiled in appreciation at the gorgeous red-head, considering ruining more of his clothes. The kid looked good in black and he liked seeing him in his clothes. Then he opened the door and smiled wryly. The stubborn little blond had camped out, right outside his door and was positively pouting. His fingers rested against the doorframe as he regarded him for a moment. Noticing that he'd brought some things for Axel, he softened a bit. He hoped that they'd get along. He wanted Axel to stay. He'd meant it, he wasn't gonna be the one to leave first. He hoped the kid meant what he said too because he wasn't sure he could let him go anymore.

"You got ten minutes, then he's mine," he purred wryly. Demyx beamed, and then pouted, and then beamed again when Axel appeared behind Roxas. The red-head wrapped an arm around Roxas' waist, pulling him toward him. Surprised, Roxas turned back to him, melting a bit as Axel touched their lips together.

"Where we goin'?" he asked. Roxas smiled.

"'m takin' ya t' do some recon in th' wastelands. 'll show ya' around, so ya' know where things are while we're out." Then he pulled away, leaving the kids behind.

"Awww. You two're so sweet," Demyx smiled blissfully. "Not at all what I imagined." Axel chuckled and shook his head, not daring to ask him to elaborate. He sat beside the blond instead and asked,

"You wanted t' see me?" Demyx smiled at him.

"Well yea!" Axel blinked when he held up a basket to him. "Didn't see ya at breakfast and I was worried." The red-head smiled warmly at the thoughtful gift. "Eat somethin' b'fore ya' go." Nodding, Axel found some bread. It was still soft and warm.

"Can I ask you somethin'?" he murmured finally. The blond nodded.

"Sure, 'course."

"What gets ya' accepted 'round here? I don't want trouble. 'specially takin' eye-patch's spot." He chewed thoughtfully and murmured, "I mean Roxas ain't gonna stand for it but…" he trailed off when he saw the blond staring at him in amazement.

"Axel. You were so cool last night. You don't gotta do nothin'. Ev'n if you and Roxas don't work out." Axel blinked at him. His heart was racing.

"What?"

"Yeah! I ain't never seen nothin' like that. Nobody has 'round here and you made that stuff." Axel blushed, taken aback by the praise.

"I feel like it ain't enough… I never even used a gun, most'a ya are stronger… 's like Xigbar said…" he murmured, deciding to have respect for the dead, "'m inexperienced."

"I'll help ya'," Demyx promised. Axel smiled a bit. "Bet Roxas' gonna too. He ain't gonna let you fail." Nodding, Axel remembered his willingness to guide him already, feeling reassured. They chatted for a while longer and Demyx gave him some advice about how to build his strength. Axel nodded interestedly, actually enjoying the time he was spending with his new friend. Demyx pouted when Roxas returned as promised. He wrapped his arms around the red-head protectively and held him close. Roxas chuckled.

"Oh hush. I ain't ready yet." He smiled at the pair. Axel appeared to be amused by Demyx's antics. He liked that. Roxas disappeared again to gather up some supplies. When he was sure they were alone again, the blond spoke,

"I meant to say, welcome to Unlucky Thirteen," Demyx told him, offering him a flask with roman numerals XIII. Axel smiled, accepting it and running his thumb across the engraving.

"Thanks," he answered opening it to take a sip. More moonshine. He chuckled, glancing at the blond wryly before closing it back up and slipping it into his back pocket. Sometime he'd have to show the blond how to blow a fireball. He could already tell he'd love it. Sometime at night, maybe. If Roxas was in the mood to share him. His body overheated at the thought.

"How'd you get to meet Roxas?" He asked curiously. "Gang's been talkin'. They said you saved his life when you were ten or somethin'." Aquamarine eyes were wide in amazement.

"No. Fourteen," Axel corrected before taking a moment to gather his thoughts. "My uncle wanted me to learn 'bout the law. Roxas was in a jail cell a couple'a towns over from where we lived. Zack was offerin' t' help round up Unlucky Thirteen with th' rangers where he was bein' held. I met Roxas on accident. Decided I didn' wanna see 'im die." He chuckled a bit, "It ain't really that excitin'."

"Duh yea it is! Wow," Demyx chided, awestruck, "and then Roxas saved you, by sendin' us t' look for you." Axel tilted his head at the blond. "No wonder the two'a ya' are so close."

"What…?"

"When ya' got lost," Demyx explained. Axel smiled slowly. Oh? So finding Roxas had been deliberate… or rather, Roxas finding him. He hummed softly in interest. He'd have to ask Roxas about it.

"Nah, I wasn't lost. I hate this godforasken place. My mama died when I was twelve so I got shipped out here from th' East coast. I was runnin' away. Finally had the opportunity to. I wanted t' see my home 'gain if I could. Maybe make a life there." Demyx nodded in understanding.

"You gonna go back there someday?" Axel closed his eyes. His heart ached at the thought.

"I don't know." He bit his lower lip. "Roxas' makin' me change my mind. I really like him, I can't get enough'a him," he admitted, blushing softly. He glanced at the blond sidelong. His heart was throbbing. "I ain't never felt this way in my life." Someone sat on the other side of him. Axel gasped when a hand covered his, turning abruptly to stare into ocean blue eyes. They reminded him so much of the Atlantic. They always made him feel at home, like he had a place in the world. His blush deepened. Roxas was staring at him seriously. His golden hair was gently falling about his face, swaying in the breeze.

"'sucse us, Demyx," he murmured. The blond went, this time without complaints. Axel's heart was pounding. Roxas had heard him. He had to have. Axel was melting under his intense stare.

"Me too, Axel," he whispered finally, "don' be afraid." The hand covering his squeezed gently. Roxas kissed the trembling red-head.

"You… do?" he whispered. His heart was thundering in his chest. Lips pressed to his forehead.

"I want all of ya'. Body, mind, heart, soul. Forever." Axel couldn't breathe or stop blushing. "What ya' feel, I want it. I want you."

He could only nod, his face flushing darker. He was pulled into one more lingering kiss, absolutely on fire, before Roxas was leading him to Oblivion, letting him process as they rode to the wastelands. The air brushing past him and through his hair felt refreshing. He'd never seen such a magnificent horse before in his entire life. Riding on Oblivion with Roxas was always a welcome reprieve, he would never stop looking forward to it.

Axel knew why Roxas brought him as soon as they got there. Silvery tracks went on for miles before disappearing into the horizon. Axel shivered, he could still remember the first time he'd ever seen them, and all of his dreams of jumping on the contraption that had brought him here, so that it could take him back home. He knew that if he left now, a big piece of him would be missing without Roxas. He couldn't go unless Roxas went with him. The blond maintained some distance as he took him down along the tracks, just past where the tracks came over a bridge between the rock structures, making sure to stay out of sight.

Oblivion slowed to trot before stilling entirely. "There," Roxas told him, holding him close as he purred in excitement. "I wanna blow the whole bridge and then some. Don't wanna be givin' away our camp." Axel nodded.

"Good plan," he answered, his head was still spinning.

"Think you can help me with that?" Axel smiled, nodding confidently and humming in affirmation. "Good, we're gonna start in a couple'a days." Axel exhaled in relief, welcoming the distraction. He couldn't get over the fact that Roxas actually liked him the same way he did. He was nervous to admit it, but his feelings felt deeper than that. He was brought out of his reverie when Roxas held up his pistol, offering it to him. Axel couldn't breathe.

"What…?" Lips pressed to the nape of his neck, brushing the fair skin, before Roxas was tugging down his bandanna and whispering in his ear,

"Stop bein' so distracted, you don't got nothin' t' worry 'bout," he teased. Axel chuckled, resting his head against Roxas' strong shoulder as he caught him... "Take it." Axel stared at the beautiful pistol, gleaming in Roxas' gloved hand. Gunmetal with Ivory embedded in it. The pistol that Roxas' mother had given him. He accepted it, feeling the familiar weight of the loaded gun. It was just as he remembered.

"What for?"

"I want ya' t' understand that 'm serious 'bout you," Roxas told him. Axel's head started spinning all over again and his heart was pounding out of control. Roxas was giving him such a sentimental, precious, gift. To keep, no less. His face darkened as he blushed furiously.

"I-I don't even know how t' use it," Axel protested. His eyes lidded when Roxas kissed him gently before murmuring,

"'s gonna be all th' more special then, 'cause 'm gonna teach ya'."

"You sure, Roxas?" he whispered, looking back at the blond. He melted when Roxas kissed him passionately.

"Yes, beautiful," he purred. He unstrapped the gun's holster, affixing it to Axel's hip before showing him how to use it. Once the gun was safely in place, he gazed into warm green eyes. "We can practice, startin' tomorrow." Axel nodded, completely flustered. Roxas fixed his bandanna and Axel followed his lead before the two of them continued on. Roxas showed him the area surrounding their camp, as well as landmarks for if he got lost. He explained that they lived in harmony with the natives, who more-so viewed the townships with hostility. It didn't seem there was all that much to fear out here, after all. Finally, Roxas took him to the camp's water source, a river upstream from the train tracks. Roxas dismounted, leading Oblivion to the water and letting him drink. He patted the steed reassuringly. When he was done, he led the horse to a tree for some shade, tethering the reigns to a branch. Then he offered a hand to Axel, helping him down and filling their canteens. They sat beside the water, under the tree.

"Thanks, for lettin' me come." Roxas smiled a bit, nodding.

"Wanna cool down?" Axel's brows furrowed, so he tilted his head at the water.

"Can we?" he asked, liking the idea. Blue eyes sparkled.

"Don't see why not," he answered, "ya' look miserable." Axel keened into him when he brushed back the hair that was sticking to his face. Axel didn't have to be asked again. He readily took his clothes off. Roxas chuckled a bit when he struggled with the holster, pausing halfway through undressing to help him. Roxas paused before he chuckled, feeling something suspiciously familiar in his back pocket. "Hmm, wha's this?"

"Demyx gave me a gift too," Axel told him before showing it to him. Roxas smiled.

"Do I gotta be worried 'bout you two?" Axel's eyes widened and he froze.

"Roxas I would never-" He got cut off by soft lips.

"I was talkin' 'bout th' moonshine," he whispered, before murmuring seriously, "but good answer." Then he kissed his little red-head slowly, passionately. Axel moaned softly just before he pulled away. Roxas tugged off Axel's other boot for him and then shrugged off his shirt. He smiled at Axel endearingly. "Well?" he teased. Axel chuckled.

"Would I make you worry?" Roxas' smile grew. The red-head hesitated for a moment before asking, "By the way… I heard you went outta your way t' look for me?" Roxas nodded gently.

"Mhm… couldn' help m'self," he answered. Axel's brows furrowed.

"Why? 'cause'a th' favor?" Roxas shook his head.

"I wanted t' see ya'. I never forgot you." He gently touched Axel's face. "I… saw that picture an' knew it was you." Axel smiled wryly.

"Demyx seems t' think you're obsessed with me." Roxas' thumb rubbed against his jaw in a slow circle, and he tasted the red-head's delectable lips before answering.

"I am." Axel gasped, his eyes fluttering shut as they got lost in another heady kiss. He clung to the blond. "'specially now," he murmured against slightly swollen lips. Axel whimpered in pleasure as Roxas took his mouth again.

"Roxas…" he moaned yearningly, "I love you." He gasped, finding himself being pressed down by Roxas' firm body and his hands were held on either side of his head. Roxas kissed him slowly but with so much feeling that he was gasping and moaning rapturously. It was like the kiss infected every last inch of his body, burning him to the core.

"Axel," he moaned gently, but hotly, and he wasn't sure how it was possible, but the red-head's temperature shot up further. He writhed in the man's grasp, "You gotta be made for me, beautiful." He gazed at Axel's gorgeous flushed face. His beautiful green eyes were dilated and his heart was racing.

"Do… do you…" Roxas kissed him deeply until he was moaning and arching into him.

"Yes," he purred against quivering lips. Axel's arms wrapped around him and he was pulled into another kiss. "I love you," he whispered to the red-head huskily, "don' ever leave me." Axel answered him by pulling him back down.

"'kay," he promised. He lost himself as Roxas kissed him hungrily and worked his way down. Axel shuddered uncontrollably at the gentle ministrations as Roxas made love to him. It was like a slow burn and before he knew it, he was being overtaken and completely drowning in Roxas. He was panting, holding the blond when it was over. His heart hurt, it was beating so hard. He kissed blond hair gently and Roxas nuzzled against him, sighing in satisfaction.

When he was ready to pull away from the red-head, Roxas sat up, guiding Axel to the water. Green eyes glimmered in pleasure and he smiled blissfully as they sank into the cool depths, swimming and laughing. Roxas decided then and there that he was going to take his red-head here more often. When Axel'd had his fill, Roxas took a blanket off of his saddle-bag and shook it out before wrapping it around them, content to hold Axel as they watched the sun set.

"Tell me 'bout the place you were missin'." Green eyes blinked before Axel rested his head back against Roxas' shoulder so that he could look into his beautiful blue eyes.

"I was born in New York. It was gorgeous for th' ocean views. Your eyes gotta be just as blue." Roxas smiled softly. "I don't miss it so much when 'm 'round you."

"Are you satisfied, callin' this home?" The blond asked him. He was almost startled when Axel told him,

"Yes." Golden brows furrowed and he couldn't help himself anymore, even if it wasn't fair to ask, to hold Axel back.

"Be mine, th' rest'a our days." Axel smiled up at him blissfully.

"You gotta be mine too." Roxas laughed breathlessly. Oh this kid...

"'course, so whaddya say?" Axel beamed up at him, reaching up to play with golden spikes and humming in affirmation.

"I'm lookin' forward to it," he murmured, pulling Roxas into a kiss.

~O~

Axel gazed at Roxas affectionately. It was an honor and a pleasure to have this man. To be able to call him his. The hand holding his squeezed gently and Roxas held him close. They'd returned by nightfall and were simply enjoying a fire and each other's company. The camp was blanketed with stars. Axel particularly enjoyed the night breeze. The cooler air suited him. He could compromise on the things he didn't like, for Roxas. Zexion and Demyx had joined them. Axel had thought that his friendship with Demyx might annoy Roxas, who was used to being unbothered, but he seemed pleased about it instead. It was one of the many things that drew him to Roxas. The blond let him live his life without interfering. He encouraged him to be who he was.

Demyx was chatting animatedly about his day to Axel. The two of them were sitting beside one another, while Roxas' arm gently rested around the red-head. He liked the lively blond. He felt warm and happy, leaning into Roxas. He felt safe and secure with him. His face flushed warmly as he reminisced on their day. He smiled contently. It had by far been the best day of his life. His eyes slid shut and he let himself relax against Roxas' strong body, simply listening to the conversations around him. He hardly realized he was dozing until Demyx giggled and said, "Aww you wore 'im out, Roxas." The blond pulled him into his chest, holding him close. Axel smiled dreamily, nuzzling into him as he inhaled deeply. "'kay that's gotta be the cutest thing I ever seen," Demyx giggled excitedly. Roxas shushed him and stroked fiery hair softly. He smiled a bit as the red-head stilled against him.

"Yeah," he sighed in contentment. Zexion and Demyx both stared at Roxas in awe, but he hardly noticed as he brushed Axel's hair out of his face and smiled at him sweetly.

"Roxas… are you…?" Demyx was almost hyperventilating in excitement as he asked in a hushed whisper. Blue eyes glittered and he smiled at the blond wickedly.

"Am I what?" he purred. Zexion covered Demyx' mouth and Roxas snorted in amusement, but he understood why. He never openly expressed his emotions like this. Especially about someone else. "No. 'll allow it." He watched the slate haired man's jaw drop and aquamarine eyes sparkled as he tugged down his lover's hand. The little blond looked absolutely star-crossed.

"In love with my new best friend?" Roxas laughed softly. Best friend. Oh this kid. He smiled gently.

"Without a doubt," he answered. Demyx squealed in excitement, making Axel stir. Roxas ran his fingers through red hair, holding him close to ease him back to sleep. He gave Demyx a pointed look.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he whispered, "but!" he wriggled in excitement. Roxas smiled at him archly.

"You leave Axel alone 'bout it," he warned gently. Demyx nodded and then froze.

"Wait." The blond gasped. "He knows?!" Roxas' smile carried over into his eyes but he said nothing more, watching Demyx lose his mind. "Not fair, Roxas!" Said blond chuckled wickedly. Even Zexion looked stunned. Roxas was brimming with amusement. His ever observant second was watching him closely. Sparkling blue eyes regarded him playfully and the man's eyes widened slightly. Roxas was in this good of a mood because Axel felt the same. The blond simply nodded at the silent realization, knowing the man all too well. Axel groaned softly, muttering,

"What d' I know?" Roxas shushed him softly, whispering,

"I love you." The red-head smiled gently and sighed happily.

"Yeah," he murmured, nuzzling into the blond's strong chest. His eyes fluttered open and he gazed up at Roxas with a warm smile and got stuck on his blissful expression.

"Oh I'm so happy for you, Axel!" The red-head reluctantly looked away to smile at Demyx wryly.

"Was I asleep long? Feels like I missed a lot," he murmured tiredly.

"Mostly Roxas bein' cute," he teased. Axel turned to the man, whispering in his ear,

"Thanks for bein' so good to me." Roxas smiled at him endearingly. Demyx scooted closer, trying to hear, and pouted a bit. Zexion chuckled a bit.

"Give 'em some privacy, Demy." Axel laughed softly, glancing back at the blond.

"'m tired'a sharin' Roxas," he teased before returning his attention to the blond. "Wanna come with me?" Roxas gazed at him gently.

"Absolutely, beautiful," he purred back. Axel stood, gently brushing himself off and Roxas did the same. He tipped his head at Demyx and Zexion.

"Night, see ya' tomorrow," he said with a small smile.

"Good night best friend!" Demyx told him with a grin while Zexion nodded at the two of them. Axel chuckled, shaking his head at the blond's antics but turned his attention to Roxas when he took his hand.

When they were alone, Axel linked his arms behind Roxas neck, brushing their noses as he whispered, "I love you." Roxas kissed him deeply.

"Still tired?" he asked. Axel gently shook his head, fiddling with the buttons of his shirt. Roxas watched it fall open before the red-head slowly shrugged it off. Then he turned his attention to Roxas' shirt, gently pulling it open.

"I was hopin' that maybe I could steal your clothes an' see where it goes?" Roxas smiled a bit, tugging off his bandanna. He hummed in interest.

"Can I help?" he purred softly. Axel hummed in affirmation and gasped a moment later when the blond swept him off of his feet and into his arms. Roxas deposited him on the bed and made quick work of his clothes before teasingly stripping out of his own. He gently pressed his lips to his little red-head's. "Stop bein' so sexy or 'm gonna ravish you all night," he warned. Axel smiled at him, blushing cutely.

"Do whatever you want t' me," he answered, staring up at him longingly. He gasped when a moment later, the blond flipped him onto his stomach and guided him onto his knees. His heart was pounding in anticipation. Roxas' hands grasped his ass, squeezing, and he felt warm breath. Arousal rushed through him sharply and Axel moaned, just before teeth nipped playfully and Roxas' tongue worked into the crevice and set about exploring. Axel moaned again, trembling uncontrollably and keening into Roxas' touches. A strong hand rested on his hip, guiding him back as Roxas thrust his tongue into him. Axel gasped, moaning languidly as he began to steadily drip onto the bed. Being intimate with Roxas had always been amazing but now that they had told one another how they felt and he had been able to identify his feelings, pleasure was crashing over him. He was vaguely aware of moaning Roxas' name and begging for more. The hand on his hip squeezed before gliding forward to gently touch his aching arousal in feather soft caresses. Axel moaned as he was stroked agonizingly pleasurably. Then, Roxas pulled away to grind the head of his erection into the slickened, loosened hole, slowly rocking into the red-head as he trembled and moaned deliciously. He pulled Axel back into his lap, never stopping the rocking of his hips or stroking him. He pressed his lips to Axel's neck and the red-head reached back to bury his hands in his hair. Roxas squeezed the heated flesh in his hand, moving his hand up and down before adding power to his shallow thrusting. He simply enjoyed feeling so connected to Axel and driving the kid crazy. The red-head moved with him, writhing in pleasure until he was coming, warmly and wetly in Roxas' hand. The blond groaned pleasurably in his ear, coming shortly after.

Roxas cleaned them up and Axel found himself on his chest after that, listening to the blond's steady but accelerated heartbeat. Fingers played with his hair and Roxas gently kissed the top of his head. "Goodnight, beautiful. I love you," he purred gently. Axel smiled blissfully and nuzzled into his chest.

"I love you too, got it memorized?" Roxas' chest rumbled softly as he chuckled.

"Most definitely," he murmured back.

~O~