Axel stared. He couldn't help it. Roxas' tongue was running slowly up and down the ice-cream. Axel shivered, suppressing a groan. Roxas loved that ice-cream. He felt the need rising within him, encouraged by the look of pure pleasure on Roxas' face. He wanted it, and he wanted it now. He leant towards Roxas, slowly and smoothly. He needed it. He needed Roxas to let him have this. He thrust himself forward, using him size to get himself over Roxas, his hands moving swiftly. Then Axel's hand was around it, he smirked. Roxas moaned beneath him.
Axel had the ice-cream.