Len: Wow...it's been forever, hasn't it now? And I'm finally updating, imagine that! Hopefully there aren't too many errors in this because I didn't have time to check it well. Enjoy!

Warning: Self pleasure lemon/lime at the end of this chapter!

Chapter Three: Mine

"Now," Axel said abruptly. He didn't wait for Roxas to answer the question. "You have entered into a contract which you don't know about yet. Here are the conditions. One, always treat me with respect. Two, always keep me pleased. Three, don't turn on the lights."

"What kind of terms are those?" Roxas said, a bit depressed.

"A violation of any of these will result in a break-out." Axel practically purred.

"WHAT?" Roxas freaked out temporarily. "You're going to break out?!"

"Well, yah..." Axel said as if it were obvious. "You are my 'calming center.' If you ruin it by violating these...I can't be expected to stick around, right? Anyways, what do you say, Roxy? What do you want tonight?"

"H-huh?!"

"Blow job, hand job, a real fuck?" Axel offered. "I can do any of it!"

"NO THANKS!" Roxas said, shocked.

"Stop yelling, Roxy. Tell me what you really think of me."

"It's really not looked on well if a guard is doing 'stuff' with the people they're guarding." Roxas pointed out.

"'Stuff?'" Axel teased. "No, but...I can make it work. All your little guard friends are afraid of me, actually. Half of them bring me cigarettes."

"Hm?" Roxas had a sudden mental image of Axel taking a puff naked that turned him on a bit too much. Axel noticed.

"Ah? You like smokers?"

"Not the taste but..." Roxas admitted, shifting a little. He was nervously twirling his foot at the ankle now, and despite the simply schoolgirlish look of it, Axel practically drooled. "It just looks so hot...."

"You're really my type! What a cutie!" Axel said, still staring at the offending foot.

"About the lights-" Roxas changed the subject, to Axel's annoyance. "According to your little contract, you aren't really into light...But you like fire so-"

"Light reminds me of the kill." Axel said simply. "Hey, hey! Don't give me that face!" He added, because Roxas was looking at him like he was insane. "Answer this, Roxy: Why is it everyone else is allowed to do things that please them physically?"

"Is that why you murdered seven and a half dozen people." Roxas asked a bit angrily.

"You underestimate me, just like everyone else. I told them it was 91, not 84, but they didn't believe me!"

"Sick!" Roxas spat. "And the way you did it..." he shivered.

"You like sex?"

"Not with you by a long shot!"

"Do you like it?"

"Of course. What? I don't know anyone who doesn't." Roxas said.

"Meet Laryxine." Axel put in, but Roxas ignored him.

"Then tell me why you're allowed to have sex, and I'm not allowed to do what my body wants? You should try it! It's such a great high!" Axel's eyes lit up like the fire he so adored.

"Wha!?"

"These days I have to have sex and cigarettes to even balance myself. I get so needy when I think about burning someone...! That's why I have to have a calming center." Axel sat cross-legged on his cell floor. "The center keeps me satisfied a while, stops me from killing. I'm looking for someone permanent so I can kick the habit but the problem is...see...I'm having trouble finding someone I don't ever want to kill."

"You want to stop?" Roxas stared disbelievingly at him. "You want to...fall in love?"

"Yep! Pretty much. Then I'll be so loving towards them, I won't ever be able to kill them. They'll stay my center forever, and I can keep them with me so I won't burn anyone. But...see...I have limited resources and limited success...I like some of the guards, but after a while I just want to kill more than I want them around. And the longest I've kept a center is like...5 months or something. Well, see my problem Roxy?"

"Well, then I only have to stay for five months." Roxas said. "Plus, I've heard this about you about five times already, so I don't need to hear it again. I'm new, not a noob."

"What kind of logic is that? Don't you want me to stop killing!?" Axel shouted."Don't you think I'm hot?"

"Yes, and.. yes." Roxas said, blushing a bit. "Those are given, but what can I do? In a few months, you'll will get sick of me, and I'll most likely get killed...to be replaced by someone else. I hate to say this Axel, but I don't think you'll find your center here. In fact, I don't think you have a permanent center."

"You think I can't love, because I like to kill." Axel said, his face twisting in anger. "I'll have to change your mind on that."

Roxas backed off, fear evident in his face. Axel looked momentarily surprised at this, but corrected himself with a smirk. Roxas looked at the floor for a long time. "Why do you have to-?" A shrill beeping sound cut him off.

"Yes? What?" Axel asked, trying to get more out of him.

"My clock is up." Roxas said, glancing at his watch as it beeped. "Will you be good while I'm gone in the morning?"

"Huh? Oh, you're a night guard?" Axel asked. "We can't tell down here." Axel joked. Roxas nodded, but didn't seem to understand the sarcasm. "Hm. Then I'll see you tonight. I'll sleep in the day now. Tell Siax to yell when you come down next. He's always up all night. Don't worry, Roxy. I'll be real, real good." Axel saluted.

Roxas sighed as he walked back up the steep incline that led down to Axel's cell. "You'd better..."

"What was that?"

Roxas stopped and turned around, repeating himself, but a little louder so the criminal could hear him.

Axel gave him a wolfish grin "Oh, Roxas, how can you say such blatant things when you are the one who's mine?" Roxas blushed.

Axel seemed to visit Roxas in his dreams permanently now. He would whisper such things in his ears as he had said aloud in the cell the day before. That night Roxas woke up rock hard. A thin sheen of hot sweet covered him. He couldn't ignore his need.

Axel had seemed so real. Just sitting in his cell, blowing smoke out and offering his warmth and lips to Roxas at every opportunity. Axel's hands hadn't been kind. They had wandered easily, into the guard's uniform pants and around the back to bury a finger inside when Roxas accepted his kiss.

Once the boy realized it was a dream, he was already awake and his hand was already teasing him gently. He could feel the same chill run down his spine. It was getting slightly familiar now. He closed his eyes, not bothering to stop his hands from roaming over his own skin. He imagined it was Axel's hand, stroking him gently.

He moaned, running his fingers over his slit and stroking the end of his own sex. It suddenly seemed a lot warmer, as if Axel's hand really was moving up and down him gently. Roxas lifted his shirt with the other hand, determined to play with himself slowly. He pinched a nipple through two fingers and moaned again, a little louder. His other hand ran it's thumb over the top of his member and slid down to finger his balls. A trail of white dripped down from the top and he nearly thrust into his hand. In the pleasure tears came to his eyes-

"Roxas?"

Roxas froze, terrified his brother would walk in. "What Sora?"

"Have you seen my blue and red shirt?'

"No....and you woke me up." Roxas lied.

"Oh, sorry...." Sora's footsteps retreated from his door and Roxas breathed a sigh of relief.

He brought Axel back to the forfront of his mind as he began to pump himself harder and faster. He pinched at the bud again and arched his back to the pleasure. Tears began to fall as he tried to withhold his screams. He rubbed his thumb over himself again, just the way he loved, and the passion overflowed.

Cum shot and then oozed out over his hand and he relaxed into the covers, panting. In his hazy head Axel's voice broke through, calling him his again. Roxas rubbed two fingers in his essence for a taste. I wonder if Axel would like it....? he thought as his tongue took the liquid off his fingers.

And he finally slipped back to sleep.

Len: Now THAT chapter is sexy.

Rea: Yes, yes indeed....

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