Axel was very good at kissing.

Roxas had decided this on their thirteenth kiss, and confirmed it again on their eight French kiss. And from the times Roxas had caught him with women, Roxas had no doubts about how good Axel was at sex.

But that wasn't something Roxas thought he was ready for…yet.

At the beginning of this particular kiss, Roxas thought it was going to end like all the others before it. The kiss would end; they would stare into each other's eyes, and then settle in for a good round of cuddling.

Not so.

Instead Roxas got pushed down on his mattress and now Axel was in between his legs, one hand cupped on Roxas' cheek, the other on the exposed flesh of Roxas' hip, and something hard was pressing against Roxas' groin.

"Roxas, you're killing me babe. I want you so badly right now."

Before he had a chance to respond Axel was kissing him again, his mouth and tongue moving against Roxas' so perfectly it was hard to form a coherent thought. They're bodies being so close together didn't help Roxas either. He felt every pull, every tug of fabric as they rubbed against each other. He especially felt the tug at the front of his pants.

Temporarily forgetting his apprehension, Roxas moaned into the kiss, his hands fisting the long strands of Axel's hair and pulling. Axel was chuckling and for some reason it turned Roxas on even more.

They broke for air, and Roxas gasped as Axel went straight to the shell of his ear and trailed hot, sultry kisses down his neck. Roxas shivered as the hand on his hip slid up and under his shirt, finding an erect nipple and pinching it lightly under the fabric.

Roxas gasped, making Axel groan against his skin as Roxas' body arched up against him, creating more friction between their two intertwined bodies.

Axel ran his lips back up Roxas' neck and claimed his mouth once more, sealing their lips together. Roxas felt the tug at the front of his pants, but was unable to pay attention to it anymore than that because Axel had him completely distracted. When the cold air rushed to a spot on Roxas where cool air usually wasn't when pants were on Roxas was immediately pulled out of his haze.

His whole body stilled, eyes slamming shut and his hands dug into the muscles of Axel's biceps.

Shit he had never been as scared as he was right now.

He had never even done this much with a girl let alone his best friend! And with Axel being so experienced what would he think?

God he was acting like such a girl. He was twenty two for Christ sakes! He should have more balls than this!

"Roxas?" Axel breathed, "Roxas you ok?"

"Umm," came Roxas' lame reply, "hahaha…."

His eyes were open now, but they were looking at the rumpled sheets of his bedspread rather than up at Axel's face.

"I'm pathetic." Roxas said finally.

"Hey Roxas, Roxas look at me."

He didn't want to, but he did. Axel's eyes were so full of love and understanding that it made Roxas want to cry.

God he really did grow a vagina within the last minute and a half.

"If you're not ready for this I won't force you Roxas."

Roxas looked away again, "It's not that I don't want too, I'm just- and I'm scared that I won't-"

Jesus Christ he was so flustered he couldn't even form a sentence. Abruptly Axel starting laughing, making Roxas bristle and eyebrows come together in an angry frown.

"What's so funny!" Roxas demanded hotly, which only made Axel laugh harder.

His hand reached out to ruffle Roxas' hair and he smiled affectionately down at his lover.

"Roxas, are you afraid of not pleasing me?"

All Roxas could do was blush and stare down at himself. He was way out of his league.

A finger curled under his chin, tilting his face up so Axel could press their lips together. It was soft and it was gentle, but it didn't stay that way for long.

It was hard to say whose mouth opened first, but soon tongues were dancing and bodies were moving slowly against one another's.

The rest of their clothing was lost and Roxas discovered just how much he enjoyed Axel's kisses.

"A-Axel!"

"Roxas, I'm going in relax for me."

"-Nng...Ah-ha…"

He didn't care how loud he was, or if it was embarrassing. All that mattered was the way Axel held him and kissed him and moved him.

It was better than he could've ever imagined it, and it brought forth a confession of his own.

"I love you." Roxas stated plainly, "Axel I love you."

1000 watts couldn't even compare to his red heads smile. It was so brilliant.

The kiss he gave Roxas said more than mere words could have.

"I love you too Roxas."