Pairing: Axel/Roxas Rating: M

Note: Smutty. Sorta.


7. Heaven

Roxas whispered his name. Axel lowered himself over the Nobody's body, memorizing its exposed curves. He ran his fingers over the skin of the blond's stomach, and reached for a kiss.

Roxas buried his fingers in fiery hair as they rocked each other, humming and panting. There was nothing soft about their sex but the feeling of Roxas' skin. Everything else was sharp gasps and sharp angles of the hips.

It wasn't perfect, and it wasn't pretty.

But Axel knew that the ghost-feeling when he looked at Roxas in the afterglow was as close as he would get to heaven.