Winter II – oh so pure
"Would you want to... no. Uh... hey, Zexion, are you... nope, neither. Zex, hi, will you –". "Hey, Demyx. What about me?". "WAAHH!". The blond dropped the pile of books and folders on his arms and all heads turned towards him. "Sssshhhh!", the librarian said and Demyx smiled a sorry smile at her. When he faced Zexion again, his face was deep red, causing the smaller boy to tilt his head. "What's wrong?". The blond started stammering again and murmured something about needing help. "Help? With what?". "Uhm", turquoise eyes wandered to and fro and he scratched his head. "Like, chemistry, you see? I suck pretty much". Zexion thought about it for a second. "Well, it's a little late right now, but would you mind me coming over this afternoon? Or tomorrow, well, it's all your choice. You could also visit me, but I get here by bus, so...". Demyx was stunned. Was his crush really getting nervous? And did he really ask him to meet? It was school work, but... "Yeah! I mean. Yes, of course! Oh, will you wait for me? I'll hurry". The blue-haired boy smiled. "I'd love to".
And Demyx's head was up in the clouds.
He went outside, wrapping the scarf tighter around his neck and grinned at the sky, imagining hearts and Zexion's face all over, made up all kinds of scenarios in his head...
...and slipped.
The roads were slippery due to the fallen snow and forming ice. The blond's hair was covered in snowflakes and his face was burning. "Owww...". The lanky boy scrambled to his feet and tried to brush the snow off his jeans when he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. "You okay?". Demyx knew the voice. Just too well. Oh, no. "Uh, yeah, sure". Had he seen him slip? He blushed for the second time today. "Okay. But your cheek is bleeding". His hand went up to his own cheek and he did feel something wet indeed. "Oh, no. Shoot". The silence hung in the air for what felt like ages until Axel broke it. "I'm off right now. You too? I could treat you a hot chocolate". Demyx had to fight hard to not have his jaw drop. Why the hell did this happen just now? Why not when he had been so utterly in love with him? But, hey, wasn't Axel taken? Was this just friendly? An excuse? The blond felt his head burst. "Yeah, sure", he replied and followed the redhead into the cafeteria.
Riku couldn't help himself but do a bit of research. Research as in ask acquaintances and old friends of Sora, as well as Ventus. But the results were rather disappointing. No one wanted to tell him what had happened. Either the questioned people didn't reply or said they had no idea or made weird hints that he didn't get. When he tried gently getting something out of Sora himself, it had resulted in him screaming and throwing things at Riku. The silver-haired boy had no idea what possibly could have happened.
"So you were talking to Demyx this afternoon?". Axel took a deep breath from his cigarette and nodded. "He slipped, so I asked if he was okay. I'm really trying to make up for what I've done, so I bought him a hot chocolate and he told me about his crush and that he's going to see him today". The smile on his lips made Roxas pout. "Hey, what's wrong? You jealous?", the redhead chuckled and received a punch on his arm, stepping out his cigarette and then hugging his little boyfriend. He pecked his lips and ruffled his hair before they continued their walk. The snow was falling a little rougher today and the way to Roxas' house seemed so much longer than usually. It reminded the younger one of older times, before he'd moved here, before he'd been split from his older sibling.
"I bet I'm faster! Haha, can't you keep up with me? Come on, Roxas!". The younger one hardly managed to come up the hill, so his brother's teasing wasn't much of a help. "Coming, coming", he muttered. "Come on, Roxy! We're having the house to ourselves!". Oh, yeah. They were on vacation and their parents were having a night out. When he finally reached the door, he went inside and already saw his brother holding two cups in his hands. "Undress, and come here. I've got blankets and cocoa and the heating is on. Let's watch some TV". He agreed and quickly snug up to his brother, trying to stop shaking. "You're still wet from all the snow", the older one chuckled and hugged his little brother tight. Their skin was so damn close, Roxas could feel every breath, every movement. He closed his eyes, embracing the moment. When he felt another pair of lips meet his, he wasn't surprised. This wasn't the first time something like this happened. In fact, they'd done this more than once. But Roxas had the feeling that this time, there would be more. And to be honest, he was more than ready for it.
In the distance, he heard Axel go on about school and Xion and Demyx and his crush, while he was holding his hand and adjusting his grey, wool beanie the way he wanted it. Whatever he said didn't really reach him – his mind was occupied more than it had been for the last months.
The brunette's hand gently ran over his chest, moving lower to his belly and Roxas couldn't keep a hitched breath in, as his hand went up again and he started gently teasing his – due to the cold – already erect nipple. He felt his brother smiling into the kiss. The younger one's hands started moving up and down the other's tan back, tracing unknown patterns and giving it a hard scratch from time to time. Especially when Sora's mouth proceeded to do what his hands had started, Roxas couldn't hold the moans back. "How far do you want to go?", e heard himself whisper. And although Sora usually was a bright and courageous boy, this time, he muttered "not too far". And even though he wanted to, Roxas would wait. It wasn't like they didn't have time.
"Let me do this", Sora said with a grin and started leaving kisses along his brother's hipbone. Roxas' hands quickly found their way into his brother's hair, flinching at every inch his head moved lower. "Gosh, Sora...". The older one started placing kisses on his shaft, earning a soft moan from the blond, encouraging him to take it all in. but before he did so, he flicked his tongue over his tip, licking away the droplets that had formed there. "Stop teasing!", Roxas hissed and the brunette obeyed, taking his brother's cock all in. This time, the moan wasn't so soft.
"Roxas?". He flinched. "What? Sorry, I...". "We're there". The blond swallowed, leaving a "oh" and entering his home. "Hey mum, hey dad". His parents answered in unison from the kitchen, therefore that was where they went. "You wanted to meet Axel. And yeah, here he is".
His parents had given in to allowing him more free time after a long and exhausting discussion. But, they had noticed that their son was mostly spending his time with one certain person, which they were eager to meet.
But obviously, Axel wasn't quite what they'd expected.
"Why, hello", his mum said, talking far too slowly. "Heya, I'm Axel". Roxas had been close to slapping his own forehead. Gosh, hadn't he told him – . "My, your hair is pretty long, eh?". His dad was examining the red hair with eyes as big as he'd ever seen them.
"Yeah, so ask me questions, I'll be as honest as I can".
Roxas wanted to die.
