sweet talk 101

by tenshiplz

Mute blonde boy meets redheaded boy. Redheaded boy hates blonde boy. Redheaded boy starts hearing voices and having weird dreams. Mute blonde boy and redheaded boy fall in love. The afterlife. akuroku. soriku. zemyx. done.

15. 15 : bad touch

WOW HAPPY REALLY BELATED AKUROKU DAY. Sorry guys, I only managed to celebrate it on dA. ((sweatdrops))

A little bit shorter than the last chapter, but should be just as satisfactory if not more... I hope. Sorry, it took a while, I don't really have any excuses except that it did NOT want to be written. It gets a little rushed in some places but that's only because I couldn't bear with writing some parts.

I looked over this chapter myself because I just wanted to put it up even though it's currently being beta'd... So I'll probably repost this chapter with the beta'd sometime... at some point. For now.. just ignore my typos. Please.

On another note... thank you for all the reviews and epic major love : DDDD I tried responding to some of you guys but... uhh... kinda got hard to do once the reviews came flooding in, so thank you to those who I didn't get back to :)

Warnings: Down there be smut. Major epic smu-NO DON'T YOU DARE SCROLL DOWN AHEAD. READ FIRST. READ FOR THE LOVE OF SHIVA READ-

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sweet talk 1o1

15 : bad touch - the bloodhound gang

"Is this really necessary? It's Valentine's Day and, no offense dear, but I need to be somewhere soon, so you better talk before I leave."

Axel nodded distractedly, pacing back and forth in front of the floor to ceiling windows in Aeris' office like an anxious animal. Aeris sighed and seated herself on her desk, crossing her legs under her skirt. When Axel had called her at seven in the morning saying that it was an emergency and that he needed to talk to her, she rushed to the office without a word.

...And Axel hadn't said a word for the past ten minutes. Aeris was starting to get a bit impatient, despite her nagging curiosity.

Axel finally came to a stop and whirled around to face Aeris, angrily tearing a hand through his bedridden spikes. The brunette quirked an expectant eyebrow at the redhead, who seemed to be struggling with words.s

"...I think I'm in love."

Aeris sat up straighter on her desk, a look of excitement passing over her face. Axel nervously bit his lower lip, stuffing his fidgeting hands into the pockets of his sweatshirt.

"Isn't that... a good thing then?"

"No. Not when it's Roxas."

"Aha" was all Aeris said, a strange little grin pulling at her lips. Axel gave her a look, not even trying to fathom what she could be thinking and sank into the couch, gingerly rubbing the bridge of his nose. "I don't know what to do. I mean, maybe if I was normal, I'd consider it. But right now... it's just so inconvenient."

Aeris hummed, thoughtfully twisting a brown curl around her index finger. "You have to realize that even your situation won't stop you from feeling the way you do."

"I know, I know." Axel groaned and let his head fall back. His apple eyes searched the ceiling above him, as if though the cracked plaster held all the answers for him. "...I'm just scared of hurting him. I'm so scared that I'll... snap, or something, and do something I'll regret."

"Well... maybe he's just what you need."

"...What is that supposed to mean?!"

Aeris laughed softly and slid off the desk, making her way over to the couch and sitting down beside the frazzled redhead. "Think about it. When was the last time you smoked?"

Axel opened his mouth to say that had nothing to do when anything and then paused, eyebrows drawing together thoughtfully. "...Late September? Early October?"

"Yes, and it's February." The brunette female grinned and leaned forward, peering up at Axel's confused face with her own happily sparkling green eyes. "I know this is going to sound strange and ironic, but I think that being around Roxas is therapeutic for you. I've thought of it before, but now I'm sure."

Axel looked at her as if though she'd just grown a set of horns and huffed, fidgeting uncomfortably and picking the lint off the couch's armrest. "There's no way this is going to help me. I'm swallowing pills because of him."

Aeris sighed and reached out to place a comforting hand on Axel's shoulder. The boy was a tough patient because she couldn't find the root of his problem. It all seemed to stem from Roxas, a boy who Axel had never even known of before. Sure, he was the brother of Kairi's best friend, but it wasn't like he and Roxas had been best pals or anything. The redhead's past also seemed pretty normal, not counting the fact that his parents were always traveling for their job. And it didn't even seem to bother the redhead at all. It was like the boy was a dead end. Figuratively speaking, of course.

"Axel, we need to figure this out," the brunette murmured softly. She cocked her head speculatively, her bangs falling over her eyes. "You've been coming here for months and I'm still not quite sure why you're like this."

Axel averted his eyes again, muscles tightening over his jawbone. "What's your guess?"

"Well, according to the information you gave me, it looks like Roxas is the trigger. So let's start right there, when you first saw him."

"When I first saw him?" Axel repeated, eyebrows drawing together as he tried to remember. It had been a warm day, the first day of school, precisely. Had it really been only months ago? "...I didn't like him then. And I never talked with Sora before because he sort of irked me. Kairi got along just fine with him and Riku, but I didn't hang out with people like them. They just seemed like rich, snotty stuck ups. And... I don't know. I guess I just assumed that Roxas was that way too. But after I talked to him, I started to like him. That was like, when it started. I liked him okay, but it was like something inside me wanted to keep me away from him."

Aeris had reached for a notebook while Axel was talking and had scribbled down some notes for herself. She knew Axel didn't like it when she took notes, but once she scanned them over, she saw a gap in the dead end. "Sora and Riku? Was there any reason you didn't like them?"

"Nope. At first, I think was just my perception of them, like... y'know? I didn't like them because of what I saw them as or... or something. It was something about them. But... I've been getting along with them just fine, lately."

"So you disliked them without any explanation?" The pen glided smoothly across the paper for one silenced moment.

Axel closed his eyes, listening to the soft scratching sound and something in his memories reared up, like a creature in the dark. Claws scratching against a glassy surface. "...Yeah. Exactly."

"So your problem does stem deeper," Aeris muttered, biting down on her thumbnail as she flipped through her notes. The distinct sound of paper crinkling and heels tapping on the linoleum floor outside the door jerked Axel back to reality. "...But now we're at another dead end."

Axel flicked his gaze away to a little flower pot on the glass table beside the couch. The flowers were in bloom and arching towards the sunny window with their red and yellow petals. "Actually... there's something else I want to talk about... Something I... haven't told anybody else. I tried to block it out, thinking it just a coincidence, but... the day after I met Roxas, I started having weird dreams."

Aeris raised an eyebrow, her hand pausing above her notebook. Dreams had always held meaning, even if it was something subtle, there was always something behind it. "What were they about?"

"I... I'm not sure," Axel stammered out. He felt weak. He felt sick. His stomach was churning and he didn't know what to do because he was Axel for god's sake and he wasn't weak or scared or nervous or... Okay. Maybe just a little bit. "It would be me and him in this dark lonely city or sitting up on this clock tower... y'know, like the one just outside of town? We'd just be sitting there, spending time together. It felt so... familiar that when I'd wake up, I'd feel winded." He paused and licked his dry lips, running his fingers awkwardly through his hair. "Then I started having different ones... Like... Like him leaving me and it would hurt so much after waking up and I wouldn't... still don't know why. After that, it was like something inside me just got... hostile. Like it tried to make me hate him even more."

When he looked up, Aeris was muttering to herself, looking thoughtful. Finally, she snapped out of her reverie and jumped to her feet. "Listen, Axel, give me a few days. I need to think, alright? You've told me a lot of important stuff and... I think we're on to something."

Axel nodded and lifted his eyes to meet Aeris', his green orbs narrow and catlike all of a sudden. "Y'know what's funny? I felt like I knew him."

x.x.x

The rest of the day passed by without much event (because fucking Reno took Roxas outfuckingsomefuckingwhere (and yes, Axel was mad)) until Demyx showed up on Axel's doorstep, hand clasped around Zexion's and dirty Converse kicking at the front door.

Axel had barely turned the knob and pulled the door a few inches in before the blonde shoved himself inside, dragging his flustered boyfriend after him.

"Hey Ax, what's up, how's Rox, I heard Reno was here..."

Axel groaned and rubbed the bridge of his nose, really wishing for a tazer. Or lightning to fall from the sky. Anything, really, as long as it knocked the kid out. Axel usually handled Demyx's high energy really well, but that was when he was in good spirits. And with Roxas out with Reno... he was nowhere near high spirits.

Zexion shot him a sheepish smile and Axel returned it somewhat sympathetically.

"-So are you going?"

Axel blinked and scratched the back of his head, trying to remember if he was supposed to be somewhere. The door shut behind him with a click and he followed the other two into the living room. "Uh... what're we talking about?"

"I believe Demyx just asked you if you'll be attending the party this Wednesday night," Zexion repeated in that quiet, smart-boy way of his.

"...Wednesday?"

"We're on vacation, Axel."

"...Oh, duh."

Demyx grinned in amusement and dropped himself unceremoniously on the couch, pulling Zexion into his lap. The violet-eyed teen didn't like to be man-handled, but he wasn't going to complain. Demyx was rarely affectionate unless they were around their friends or alone. Being a gay couple in this day's society still wasn't easy.

Axel sighed and made himself comfortable on the coffee table, crossing his legs and leaning back on his hands. "Alright, fine. Humor me."

"Well... it's at Larxene's," Demyx said, pausing for a moment. Axel didn't know if Demyx did it for effect, or to be annoying, or just because he sometimes forgot what point he was trying make. "...On Wednesday. At, like, ten."

"...That's it? You couldn't have picked up the phone?"

Demyx laughed and ducked his head against Zexion's back, peeking out over his shoulder. "Aww, c'mon. You're my best friend. Am I not allowed to check up on you? We haven't been hanging out that much lately, either, so I figured I could stop by."

"Yeah, no thanks to your boy-toy," Axel hissed, despite the teasing smile that stretched across his lips. Zexion flicked him off with a smirk that plainly stated Yeah, bitch? At least I'm getting laid.

"Fine, fine," Axel sighed when Demyx flashed him his best puppy eyes. He hated when Demyx did that to get his way. He felt horrible for introducing him to Sora. "I'll think about it."

"Awesome! See if you can get Reno to come too, okay?"

Axel grimaced but reluctantly agreed.

"Where is he anyway?" Demyx asked, glancing around as though expecting the older redhead to pop up out of nowhere.

Axel sucked in a deep breath and tried not to twitch. He was starting to wish that Kairi hadn't gone out with Yuffie to meet a couple of Roxas's other friends since being around her calmed him down as of late but... it couldn't be helped now. "He's out with Roxas."

"Interesting," Zexion mused, completely unaffected by Axel's murderous glare. "Considering you two are constantly attached at the hip."

"You know," Demyx said slowly, his ocean eyes narrowing in a rare expression of seriousness, "Ever since Roxas showed up, you've been acting differently." Not that he was jealous, he was just pointing out the fact. It wasn't like him to be jealous.

Axel scoffed and rolled his eyes indifferently. Even if Demyx was his best friend, he couldn't bring himself to tell the kid there was something wrong with him. Not yet, at least. What would Demyx think of him? What would he say? "Don't worry about it, Dem. Okay? I'll see you Wednesday."

x.x.x

"You're worried about him," Zexion observed, noticing the stiff way Demyx held himself as he drove them home.

Demyx lifted a hand off the steering wheel and tore it through his fauxhawk. "Of course I am. He never used to be quiet and... Iunno. Mellow."

"He said he was fine. Don't you trust him? Maybe he's just... growing as a person or... something."

Demyx frowned and grumbled something unintelligible under his breath. Could he really be blamed for feeling concerned?

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not accusing you of anything," Zexion said softly, as though he'd read the Demyx's mind.

The blonde sighed and peered out of the window. Ominous-looking gray clouds had settled over the sky above while the temperature steadily dropped. It would probably start snowing in a couple of hours. Or blizzarding. "Wow... what crummy weather for Valentine's Day."

Zexion smiled, giving Demyx a sidelong glance. "Why, did you have plans?"

"I don't know, but I guess it doesn't matter anymore."

"Well," Zexion said slowly, his voice dropping an octave and stressing every letter so that Demyx's spine squirmed. "Kadaj and my parents are out today. I'm sure we can do something."

"I don't know," Demyx mumbled uncertainly, despite the way heat flooded his body when Zexion leaned over the emergency brake and started pressing hot kisses to his neck. "...N-nevermind," he gasped out when Zexion gave his pulse point a sharp suck. Driving was starting to prove to be an extremely difficult task especially with Zexion's tongue and teeth and lips working skillfully over all the sensitive areas of his neck. Actually, stepping out of the car was a whole different story. By the time Demyx maneuvered the car into Zexion's driveway, the lilac-haired teen had managed to crawl over the gear-shift and was now straddling the blonde's lap.

Demyx opened his mouth to protest, tell him to wait, but Zexion's mouth was already against his, coaxing the blonde to part his lips. Being with Zexion was sort of like having your world turned upside-down. He seemed like a quiet and shy and overall reserved kid, but with Demyx, the shell broke down. It felt normal, comfortable, right... being together. But these feelings were fleeting, likes ghosts of memories, and they didn't bother dwelling on it.

x.x.x

Hey, you going to Larxene's today?
-Roxas

Yeah duh. why?
-Axel

Wanna come with me?
-Roxas

Come with you, Roxas? Gaia above, yes-

You arent going with Reno?
-Axel

No? What made you think that?
-Roxas

I dunno youve been hanging all
over him so i just figured...
-Axel

Don't be a baby, it's not like we're
dating. He just wanted to hang out.
-Roxas

Score!

But you like him dont you?
-Axel

So what if I do? Is that a crime?
-Roxas

...nah whatever. Forget i said
anything. i'll go with you. Gonna
pick me up or do you want me...
-Axel

I'll pick you up, I still don't trust
you behind the wheel
-Roxas

Ha ha youre so damn funny.
-Axel

x.x.x

Roxas quickly learned that standing in front of his closet with his hands cocked contemplatively on his hips and tongue ring poking out in concentration did not make any potential outfits leap out at him from the dark depths. And unfortunately, he didn't have three little fairies living in his closet either.

He wanted to dress to impress, but not make it look like he was trying too hard. After all, Reno had put more moves on him in one hour than Axel had since Christmas, and he wanted to know just how much the eldest brother was interested in him.

"...Staring at your closet isn't going to help, y'know."

The blonde gasped sharply and whirled around, hand clutching at his chest where his heart was pounding rapidly. Sora and Yuffie snickered at him from the doorway, paying no mind to the middle finger that was flipped their way.

"Want some help?" Yuffie asked, bouncing over to Roxas's bed and flopping down on the soft yellow comforter. "You're gonna catch a cold if you keep standing there in your boxers."

Roxas frowned, but it was more directed towards his clothes than his sister. Well, for starters... he needed pants. Not that walking out in his boxers wouldn't grab anyone's attention... He rifled through the hangers and pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans, holding them out for his siblings' approval.

"Roxas, you bitch, I've been looking for those!" Sora yelped, pointing an accusing finger at his brother. "Get your own pair!"

The blonde only smirked at him and yanked the dark denim over his legs. They were incredibly fitting and clung low to his hips, barely held up by a checkerboard belt.

"...We should tie him up and make him look like a whore," Yuffie said after a moment, propping herself up on her elbows to get a better look.

Roxas shot her a glare while Sora dug around in his closet for a shirt. He sort of wished that his brother went with him, but sadly, Sora was staying home with Riku, Yuffie and Kairi. They were going to watch... Disney movies, or something, Roxas didn't really want to know.

"What if we put eyeliner on him?" Yuffie asked, cupping her chin in her hand and giving Roxas a quick once over.

The blonde's mouth dropped in an expression of incredulity and he shook his head frantically, limp spikes flying around his head. Despite his protest and epic arm flailing, Roxas was, eventually, held down and forced into things that he would rather not speak about in the future.

Twenty minutes later, his blue eyes were framed with kohl, he was wearing a black and yellow shirt, and his spikes were sticking up in an artfully messy way, making it look like he had an adorable case of bedhead. Sora and Yuffie stood back with identical grins on their faces, pleased with their work while Roxas stood up and brushed himself off, grumbling internally to himself.

"Now, see, it'd be so much better if I went with you too. I mean, two hot twins are better than one."

Roxas smirked, giving Sora a disbelieving look. You? Hot?

The brunette flicked him off, chuckling under his breath. "Go on, get going, you're gonna be laaaaate."

"For you daaaaaate-" Yuffie shrieked and leapt off Roxas's bed, trying to avoid the towel that came flying at her head. "Ew, Rox! You were naked in that!" She ripped it savagely off her head and chucked at the opposite side of the room. Roxas laughed silently and grabbed his purple wool-lined sweatshirt from his desk chair, walking out with a wave.

x.x.x

"'Sup, kid," Axel greeted, sliding into the passenger seat of Roxas's car and pulling up the tails of his trench so they wouldn't get caught in the door. Roxas nodded in return and turned his attention back on pulling out of Axel's driveway. The redhead took his chance and gave the blonde a leering once-over, trying not to be too obvious about it.

Just earlier that day Axel had laid down for a nap and dreamed that he had taken Roxas in a white room, in the twisted sheets of a wrought iron bed, with a heart-shaped moon casting its bone-white glow through the window and illuminating Roxas's pale face and his blue eyes, dark and hazy with pleasure and lust as thrust into the boy's hot body and made him scream until his voice went hoarse-

Axel remembered every little detail from his dream, like the color of Roxas's eyes (deep, dark, and navy blue), and the feel of his soft skin, and the warmth of his body...

But the sound of his voice had skittered out of his memories.

He was shaken out of his dwellings by a very-not-gentle punch to the shoulder.

"H-huh, what?" The redhead jumped at the touch and shook his head like he was trying to throw something off. These were not the things he should be thinking around Roxas, dammit! Axel grinned sheepishly, ignoring Roxas's curious gaze, and looked out the window. "We're here already?"

He'd been so wrapped up in his thoughts (though, really, he'd much rather be wrapped up in Roxas) that he didn't even notice the car pull to a stop beside Larxene's house, which was already thrumming with music and writhing with bodies. Roxas had tried to park as close to the driveway as possible but Axel still managed to trip and fall into a snowbank.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up," Axel snapped, grabbing the Camaro's side mirror and using it for leverage while Roxas tried to hide his grin behind the silver metal of his hoodie zipper. Axel growled in warning under his breath and burst into a sprint, chasing Roxas up the car-crammed driveway. The blonde slammed himself against the front door, gloved fingers barely inches away from the doorbell-

"Gotcha!"

Roxas gasped as he was crushed against the door and then picked up, finding himself dangling in one of Axel's arms like a sack of potatoes. The blonde huffed angrily and shook his hair out of his eyes. Dumb Axel and his ability to single-handedly lift him up with one... well, hand. The taller boy shifted his prey more comfortably against his hip and gave the door a sharp kick with the toe of his boot. A loud thud sounded from the other side and suddenly it swung open, blasting both boys with hot air and Hollywood Undead.

"Axel, you made-why are you holding Roxas like that?" Larxene asked, snickered at the boy's annoyed expression. She yanked them inside, complaining about the cold, but really, it was her fault for wearing that short black dress.

"Sorry we're late!" Axel shouted over the music, carefully setting Roxas down on the floor. Roxas glared at him indignantly, fixing his clothes back into place.

Larxene shook her head dismissively, her sleek blonde hair shining in the dim light, and passed Axel her bottle of Mike's. "It's fine! I gotta go get more drinks, kay?" She winked at Roxas and brushed past them to the garage door.

Axel rolled his eyes and passed the bottle to Roxas, who immediately downed the rest of the liquid. He set the bottle down on a nearby table and followed Axel down the front hall and into the living room.

'cause there's no other place that I'd rather be than Los Angeles
c'mon shake it, baby

Unrecognizable bodies were grinding against each other in what Roxas could only describe as a large, living, breathing mass-

grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the flo'
you gotta fat ass but you shake it like you ain't a ho

Axel pulled Roxas through the throng of people to the other side of the room where a black leather couch had been pushed against the wall.

"Hey, Dem, move the fuck over!"

The blonde, who was currently leaning over Zexion's lap and conversing with a silver-haired girl clad in leather, jumped and whirled his head over his shoulder. "Shiva, Axel! Don't scare me like that!"

Axel only laughed in response and shoved Demyx over to make room for himself. There wasn't any room for Roxas, so he simply pulled the boy into his lap, smirking at his surprised reaction when the blonde's ass connected with something... hard. Roxas stared at Axel with wide eyes, looking more than just a little disturbed.

"It's my phone, I swear!" the redhead assured, pulling Roxas closer so that he wouldn't have to yell. The blonde shifted awkwardly, unconvinced, and Axel reached down with a roll of his eyes, yanking his phone free from the confines of his jeans.

"Oh, yeah, that happens to me all the time," Demyx said, narrowing his eyes at his lilac-haired boyfriend. "I always sit on his 'phone.'"

"Yeah, and you like it," Zexion shot back, not missing a beat.

Demyx chuckled, his face darkening slightly in the poor lighting, and gestured at the silver-haired female sitting with them. "Rox, this is my cousin, Paine."

Now that Roxas knew that, he immediately saw the similarities. The height, the shape of the face, the shape of the eyes, even the fauxhawk style of her hair. She smiled (somewhat maliciously, Roxas thought) white teeth flashing behind her dark lipstick.

"Roxy here gave me a nice kick in the balls and got me to hook up with Zex," Demyx exclaimed, shooting the blonde a grateful grin.

"Yeah, Roxas just loves playing matchmaker," Axel cooed, playfully ruffling the boy's hair. Roxas smacked at his hands, trying to squirm away. Paine grinned with amusement and rested her arms against Demyx's and Zexion's legs, leaning closer to the smallest blonde. She and Roxas ended up getting along quite easily (the fact that Paine knew how to use sign language helping a lot) and the blonde ended up with a pretty white little card in his lap.

"Paine's in the music industry," Demyx explained upon Roxas's look of confusion. "She-ow!" The dirty-blonde yelped and jumped when Paine elbowed him in the crotch. "Shit! What the hell was that for?"

"I can tell him myself. Sorry if I damaged your boy's junk, Zex."

Zexion just crossed his arms and pretended he hadn't seen anything, or heard Demyx's outraged cry of "And I have sex with you!" Willingly.

Paine only gave her cousin a look, and shook her head with a snort. She stood, stretched, and walked off, muttering something about alcohol and a cigarette. Roxas chuckled to himself and slipped the card into his pocket. He had told Paine how he played guitar and the girl (woman? devil?) seemed pretty interested.

Roxas turned to Axel and then paused, staring at something in the crowd. He had just seen a flash of red in his peripheral vision and he jumped to his feet, intent on following it. And Axel was intent on keeping close to Roxas so he really had no choice but to follow him. The kid looked downright gorgeous that night and Axel wanted to make sure that no creepers tried to make a move on him... including his brother.

He silently followed Roxas through the main room and back into the hallway. He found the found standing the doorway that led to the garage but not making any move to walk in. Axel frowned and walked over, glancing over Roxas's shoulder only to find his older brother pinning some pretty brunette girl against one of the coolers, his tongue down her throat and her hand up his shirt.

Without even thinking it over, Axel grabbed Roxas's hand and pulled him out the front door, slamming it shut behind them. Roxas pulled away almost immediately and slumped down on the porch swing, staring somewhat deflatedly at the snow beneath his feet. Axel bit his lip nervously, but noticed that Roxas seemed more disappointed than angry or hurt. He sighed deeply and ran his fingers through his scarlet spikes trying to come up with something to say. Finally, he just gave a dry laugh and slumped down beside Roxas, his coat dragging snow under the swing.

"Well, that's Reno for ya."

Roxas didn't respond in any way, only sat there quietly and stared ahead.

"Hey, c'mon," Axel cooed softly, slipping an arm around Roxas's shoulders and pulling him close. "Don't be sad. If it's any consolation, he would've gone for you much sooner if he was into you like that."

Roxas lifted his head, giving Axel a deadpan look. Yeah, that makes me feel sooo much better. The redhead grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. His pulse was racing beneath his fingertips and only then did Axel realize how fast his heart was beating. Realize how close Roxas was. How good his hair smelled. Axel nearly leaned down to burying his nose in those soft spikes and inhale but managed to stop himself.

"Don't look so down, Sunshine," Axel said softly, lifting a hand to comb his fingers through Roxas's honey-blonde hair. "Nothing to cry over." Roxas closed his eyes and leaned into the touch and Axel's heart skipped a beat.

I'm not crying! Roxas protested inwardly. What am I, four?

"Hey, hey, look at me, Rox..." Axel slid his hand under Roxas's chin and tilted his head up. When his blue eyes fluttered open, they were clear and curious, wondering what Axel's next move would be (He better kiss me, the idiot-). The redhead took a steadying breath and pressed their foreheads together, smiling nervously.

"You don't have to choose him, Roxas. Choose me."

And before Roxas could even think of a way to respond, Axel was already leaning down, capturing the blonde's surprised lips in a soft kiss. And just like that, all the walls they had worked so hard to build, each for their own reasons, came crumbling down.

Roxas threw his arms around Axel's neck and pulled, eliciting a sharp gasp from the older boy's mouth when he ended up falling over the blonde and pinning him to the seat of the swing. Axel blinked down at the beautiful willing boy who was staring up at him with the same hazy, lustful gaze Axel often saw in his dreams. Axel groaned at the sight and leaned down to feather kisses along Roxas's jaw, pressing their bodies close together. He could feel himself harden against Roxas's hip and was relieved when he felt Roxas do the same. The blonde made a hot, breathy little sound (not that he could be vocal even if he wanted to) that sent heat shooting through the taller's abdomen and pushed Axel off of him. Axel sat up in confusion, panting slightly and utterly not wanting to stop. Roxas jumped to his feet and dragged Axel to his car by the collar of his coat. Realization hit him and Axel grinned like the Cheshire Cat before his back forcefully hit the hood of the Camaro and Roxas's lips met his again and...

...And sweet Shiva, they were only making out on the hood of Roxas's cold car, tongue rings clicking together, but already it was so hot and amazing and Axel was aching for skin on skin contact. He wrapped an arm around Roxas's shoulders, pulling him into a deeper kiss and slipped his other hand up his sweatshirt, trailing his fingertips up the boy's side. Roxas gasped softly at the touch and Axel took his chance, plunging his tongue into the blonde's hot mouth. Temperatures escalated and they weren't grinding into each other in the cold February air anymore. It was July and the air sizzled and the pavement wavered and the sun scorched their skin.

Axel groaned into Roxas's mouth as the boy threaded his fingers into his scarlet spikes and tugged, making the redhead shiver. It wasn't enough to hurt, but it was enough to stimulate the fuck out of him, forcing him to grind his hips harder against the blonde's. Roxas's breath hitched somewhere deep in his chest and he was suddenly trying to push away from Axel, almost desperately.

"Wh-what, what's wrong?" the redhead gasped out, fixing Roxas with a look of confusion and concern. Roxas felt his heart flutter because Axel... Axel really did care and his features were morphing back into a grin when he saw that his hopefully-soon-to-be-lover was nodding towards the interior of the car.

Roxas jumped off with an impatient huff and dragged Axel to the passenger door, fumbling for the key. Opening the door was proving to be difficult, especially with a pair of hot lips descending over and over again on the back of his neck. Finally, the door yielded to his efforts and and the boys tumbled inside, heads and elbows and knees knocking into various parts of the car as they tried to kiss properly. Roxas squirmed himself into the seat, and grabbed at the lever on the side, making the seat fall back with a loud craaaank. Axel crawled in after him, swinging one leg over the blonde's hips so that he was comfortably straddling him and brought his lips down on winter-pale skin once more, worshiping it with summer heat.

A shaky gasp tumbled from Roxas's lips and Axel groaned needily (he needed him) against his throat. Fingers tugged at buttons and fumbled with zippers and a black trench coat was flung into the drivers seat along with a purple and black hoodie. Roxas sat up, the muscles in his abdomen quivering with effort, so that Axel could yank off his shirt and the yellow fabric joined the growing pile of clothes while Axel's fingers delicately traced over his skin.

Roxas sucked in a sharp breath when Axel's tongue and teeth found themselves around one of his nipples, hot and biting, and the blonde squirmed helplessly, whimpering in his throat. Almost too quickly, the heat was gone and Roxas's eyebrows pulled down in frustration, his blue eyes staring up into Axel's... hesitant green ones.

"...Fox, this isn't going to work," the redhead breathed out with a shake of his head, strands of red hair tumbling over his shoulders. Roxas wanted to cry, his expression changing from frustrated to confused to downright horrified in a matter of seconds.

Not going to work?! What's not going to work?! I'm half-naked and you're on your way, there's not much to work with!

"My legs are too long."

Roxas deadpanned and then glanced down to where their legs were tangled together, and sure enough, Axel's long legs were backed right under the glove compartment. He couldn't bend far enough to bring his hips down. Roxas contemplated quickly, debating on moving farther up at the risk of dangling awkwardly off the headrest, or...

"Okay, um..." Axel bit his lip, starting to lose focus as he realized the mood was starting to die. Desperate, the blonde beneath him grabbed at his arm and pulled, somehow switching their positions so that he was now straddling the taller teen. Roxas grinned down at Axel's surprised expression, sidling forward so that his knees were on either side of the redhead, hips pressing together.

"Much better," Axel breathed out, hungrily eying Roxas's bare chest. The blonde smirked, feeling bold in his new position. He grabbed one of Axel's hands, bringing it to his lips, and the redhead watched intently as a small pink tongue darted out, tracing the length of his index finger with wet heat.

Axel growled deep in his throat, carnal desire burning like acid in his green eyes. He tugged at Roxas's belt with his free hand, though it turned out to be damn near impossible to do with the way Roxas was sucking on three of his fingers, hot tongue rolling almost languidly around the digits. Axel could've come right then and there.

Roxas finally decided to help out, letting go of Axel's wrist to undo his buckle and snap his jeans open. He was short, so he managed to maneuver himself out of them with ease, dragging his boxers along with them. Axel's shirt joined them shortly, and his pants ended up somewhere under the seat. Not that they really cared about the location.

"Mmm, fuck, Roxas..." Axel purred deeply, eyes roaming admiringly down the blonde's body. Roxas blushed at the tone of his voice, impatiently knocking his knee against Axel's hip.

"Hah, calm down Blondie, let me look."

Roxas nearly snarled, punching Axel in the shoulder. Look later and fuck me, dammit-!

"Don't give me that look."

I can give you any look I want, all I-ow, ow, fuck-!

The blonde winced and squirmed uncomfortably against Axel's index finger. Axel smiled apologetically and hooked his free hand around the back of Roxas's neck, pulling him down into a gentle kiss. Roxas was far tighter than he initially thought and the heat that was just around his one finger was making his cock throb in anticipation.

Axel groaned against Roxas's mouth, trying to keep himself focused on preparing the boy. "Does it hurt?" he murmured, breathing out a laugh when Roxas mouthed out weird.

"First time, huh?" Axel asked, distracting the younger boy momentarily so that he could slip in another finger. Roxas nodded somewhat nervously and glanced down at his friend (boyfriend? lover?) with a worried look in his eyes.

Axel grinned and ducked his head, littering kisses down the blonde's neck and slowly working his fingers into the boy's entrance. "You're actually my first, too. So don't worry." The skin beneath his lips shivered and Axel tilted his head back to look at the sweat glistening skin, the damp bangs sticking to flushed cheeks, the shy acceptance in those bright blue eyes.

Soundlessly, they moved closer until their lips met. Roxas's hips suddenly jerked when the other brushed against his prostate and he let out a shuddering breath of air that set Axel's skin on fire. And when the blonde finally settled himself over Axel's hips, smoothly sinking his body down on top of the other's, Axel wondered if he had ever felt this way even once in his life. Everything about Roxas was amazing. The way he moved, the way he looked, the way he looked at him, the way he felt-oh god, the way he felt.

Roxas fumbled for Axel's hand and lifted it to his chest, right over his pounding heart as he rose up on trembling thighs before letting himself fall-

Two bodies, twisted together in a blindingly white sheet-

Axel threw his head back with a deep moan, his other hand coming to rest on Roxas's hip, guiding himself against what the blonde wanted most-

A pale back in the moonlight, skin shimmering with sweat and heat-

Their shaky breathing melted together with the occasional curse or groan from Axel and Roxas leaned down to press their lips together, mouthing something against him-

Arched backs and throats and keening moans and rocking hips-

Axel gasped out, fingers marginally tightening their hold on Roxas's hip when he felt what the blonde was trying to say. "I love you, Axel..."

Desperate touches on shuddering skin and searching lips-

It was their way of feeling. As beings who were only shells of people who once were, it was the only way they could stir up the memories of emotions until they could almost feel them on their skin, just the way they felt each other.

"Rox-as...!" With a final thrust, the heat below his stomach exploded and the world went red and white.

x.x.x

When Axel woke up, the windows around him were gray with fresh snow and Roxas was a warm weight on top of his chest. Axel shifted his shoulders in a stretch and glanced down at the boy who was sleeping soundly on top of him. He couldn't remember waking up, so it must've been the blonde who had dragged his coat over both of their bodies. He grinned and lifted a hand, running his fingers through Roxas's messy spikes. The blonde squirmed slightly at the touch, slowly starting to wake up.

The best part about it was that it didn't feel weird to wake up this way. There was no morning-after awkwardness, because Roxas was dragging himself up to peck Axel on the lips. The redhead let out a relieved hum, winding his arms around the boy's shoulders. "Mmm... morning, Rox."

Roxas grinned and ducked his head against Axel's shoulder, wriggling with what Axel could only describe as happiness. He couldn't help but laugh, feeling as though a huge weight had been taken not only off his shoulders, but off his chest as well. Axel buried his nose into limp blonde spikes, inhaling the scent of vanilla and sex and Roxas let out a content sigh, relaxing in the other's arms.

Taptap.

The boys blinked at each other, frowning in confusion as the tapping sound persisted. A spot of light appeared on window beside them and a pair of familiar green eyes peered in.

"Hey! Get inside! I'm not gonna call the ambulance if you two morons catch hypothermia!"

After much scrambling for clothes and bumping heads and knees and elbows, Roxas and Axel stumbled out of the car, the former looking far more uncomfortable than the latter. Larxene was standing there, giving them raised brows and a knowing smirk, glancing over the hickeys on Roxas's neck and the bite mark on Axel's collarbone just, barely concealed by his coat. She shook her head, following her own footprints back up the snowed in driveway.

"Come on, boys, go hop in the shower!"

Roxas's shoulders slumped, a weak little grin passing over his face. Oh thank god, I feel disgusting.

Axel chuckled at the expression on the blonde's face and helped him up the driveway, finally giving up on waiting for Roxas to walk without flinching and picked him up. Demyx and Zexion were curled up on the couch inside, tired after spending half the morning helping Larxene clean up, but the moment they saw Axel step inside with Roxas in his arms, they both broke into a chorus of "Sweat, baby, sweat, baby sex is a Texas drought, me and you do-"

Axel smirked, practically feeling Roxas's whole body heat up in his hold. He rolled his eyes and continued down the hallway, carrying Roxas into the bathroom while Demyx and Zexion's voices followed them.

"-and I bet you'll feel nuts! Yes, I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up-"

"SHUT UP! Especially you Demyx, you're poisoning Zexion's mind!"

"My mind was already poisoned, sweetheart-"

"Comin' quicker than FedEx, never reach an apex, just like Coca Cola stock you are inclined to make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time-!"

Larxene threw her hands up in defeat and followed after Axel and Roxas. "Here, give me your clothes, I'll put 'em in the washer and dryer."

Axel set Roxas down carefully on the sink edge and began stripping in front of her without another word. Roxas gave the blonde girl an incredulous look when she expectantly held out her hand.

"C'mon, kiddo, you too. Nothing I haven't seen before."

Roxas blushed darkly, just on the borderline of feeling a bit mortified after being requested to take his clothes off by one of Axel's best friends right after he was fucked senseless. Either way, he complied, because Larxene was known to do some scary shit if she didn't get her way, and soon enough she walked out and shut the door behind her.

Roxas locked the door for good measure while Axel twisted the taps for the shower. It took only seconds for the sound of water shattering against porcelein to break the silence. Axel climbed into the shower stall and peered out from behind the frosted glass door, holding his hand out.

"You comin'?" he asked, smiling softly.

The blonde chuckled to himself and took Axel's hand, allowing himself to be pulled inside, flush against the redhead's chest. His arms immediately went around the Axel's waist, head resting against his shoulder.

"Hey, Roxas?" Said blonde lifted his head, blinking up with curious blue eyes. Axel smiled back down at him, his own green orbs bright and warm and lifted a hand, pressing it against Roxas's cheek. "I love you, too."

It wasn't that he was joking, because it was true, he did love the boy... but the way Roxas's face went cherry-red with rushing blood was priceless.

x.x.x

I think it's sad that the only part I'm truly satisfied with in this chapter is the sex. I'm a bad bad bad bad person ;D

Only a couple more chapters left! Plot twist coming up soon! ...Well, this story didn't have much plot to begin with, so I suppose... ((shrugs))

Review if you loved : D

...Please? I WILL BAKE YOU ROXAS SHAPED COOKIES.