Chapter Eleven--Sorry Doesn't Cut It

Roxas was the first to awaken and holy shit did his head hurt. He groaned and pushed himself up only to find the movement prohibited by a muscular arm clamped firmly around his waist. Roxas, having momentarily forgotten the previous night, was about to freak out when the sudden movement he made to get out of bed sent a jolt of pain straight down his spine to his abused bum. That's when it hit him.

Turn so very slowly, Roxas was reminded in great detail just what had happened last night; Axel lay soundly sleeping on the other side of Leon, cozily nestled into the brunet's side with a pale leg draped over Leon's abdomen. Leon lay between the two, one arm around Axel's shoulder and the other around Roxas's waist. Roxas had seconds before panic overtook him. What to do? What should he do?

Taking huge, gasping breathes, Roxas attempted to untangle himself from this nightmare but Leon's frown and mumbled protest stopped him dead. He needed to get out of here! But suddenly Leon turned into him, his nose buried in the crook of the blonde's neck and Roxas had to suppress a groan as memories of what Leon did to him came flooding back.

Holy shit…Leon fucked me last night…Axel fucked Leon…fuck, we fucked each other! This is so not good, not good at all. Fucking Karma. Fucking beer…fuck, fuck, fuck!!

Axel awoke during Roxas internal monologue and smiled lazily, kissing Leon full on the mouth before leaning over and planting one on Roxas. Vivid blue eyes snapped open and Roxas found himself wrapping his slender arms around the redheads neck, eager for more of that fire Axel seemed to consume him with. Neither Axel nor Roxas heard Leon wake up. That is, until Leon joined Axel in seducing the blonde once again, his pale lips firmly attached to the sensitive spot he'd found (and marked accordingly) last night.

The moans that Roxas gave were motivation enough to continue their carnal ministrations, so continue they did. Axel's hands were everywhere, driving Roxas insane with their exploring and groping; making him ache for more, for them to touch him…there…and just…just…like that.

Somehow Leon managed to get himself underneath Roxas, pumping the teens member firmly in his broad hand with the delicious result of Roxas arching sharply off his lap and into Axel's eager embrace, the red heads lips on his, his tongue delving into the sweet cavern of the younger teens.

Right around the time Axel entered the blonde, swallowing the scream of pain and pleasure with his lips, Roxas found the wits and the courage to reach behind him and pump Leon's own erection, loving the gruttal moan that he wrought from the full lips that had been so happily covering his pale skin with love bites. In the haze of mid-morning sex (or was it afternoon?) the three collapsed once again in a tangled mess of limbs, sweat and seeking lips, their body sticking together with a certain sticky substance that they eagerly cleaned up.

As Axel snuggled between Roxas and Leon, his head on Roxas' shoulder as the boy heaved, his brow covered in sweat, Axel laughed a bit before speaking.

"Sorry. I couldn't help myself. You just looked so molestable."

Leon snickered in response, kissing the pale shoulder in front of him before Roxas turned his sapphire glare onto Axel.

"Sorry doesn't cut it." With that, he crushed his lips to Axel's once again, eagerly replaying the morning's events all over again.

A.n: schmex! Enjoi and review!

Ulti